Thursday, 26 February 2009

Naked, on the sofa, yet no action

I'm naked, on the sofa, but I get no action. It must either be me or my wife watching too much GF9 on Sky. Damn it.

Wednesday, 25 February 2009

I did it! (twice)

It all started when I was still spending my afternoons up in my 2x3 m cove above the stairs my father built in the small house in Rome so to make some good use of the high ceilings we had at that time; I had just started exploring my inner world, playing with mother's underwear, and wondering how many colour pencil I could stock inside my little hole...
With time passing I explored and found out the answer to my wondering as my greedy companion met with fingers, small shampoo bottles, aubergines, zucchini of various sizes. Not to forget a good number of men, of course. When I finally accepted the fact I could enjoy (a lot, indeed) men physical presence inside my flesh I started longing for their cocks more often that I could achieve to find, so I sometimes had to resort to use dildos, and I won't hide it (it would seem rather meaningless here) that in the quest for it I had both a man and a dildo inside my greedy hole and sometimes men had been all around, inside and on me. And they were not just always men, but I can count three dogs among mg lovers. And I am not afraid at all that I might find out I'm a real sex feint, because then maybe that's just exactly what I am and there would be no use in denying it.

Now, I really think I found my arse really loves being possessed and doesn't care a thing for size, if it is length we are talking, but when it's thickness then, well, he gets really greedy.

And now that I've had one full hand inside me (and twice), I really am sure I definitely love it. And can't wait to have that again.