Adventures of a Courtesan

My Boys

2010-02-22T16:11:00.000-08:00

I miss my boys so much.

Happy Valentine's Day

2010-02-14T09:03:00.000-08:00

To all of my Chicago friends, Happy Valentine's Day.

Just as an fyi ~ it is going to be 70 degrees in Phoenix.

The Birds

2010-02-09T09:06:00.000-08:00

If I didn't know better, I would say that Alfred Hitchcock's inspiration for The Birds was born in Texas. His inspiration was actually a novel by Daphne du Maurier.

When I was in Texas, I saw these birds called Grackles. They are so scary. Every day between 5:00 and 5:30 ~ these birds migrated to one place in the Galleria. These birds scared me to the 100th degree.

There weren't 10 or 20, there were like 100 or 200 or more. They landed on power lines and the roofs of buildings and the traffic lights.

I can saw beyond any doubt whatsoever, I will never, ever, ever, ever go to Texas again EVER.

Here is one pic of the Grackles

We Are Family ~ I Got All My Cousins and Me

2010-02-06T09:08:00.000-08:00

This day will go down in history as the best day.

I got to see my cousin today that I haven't seen in 9 years. I got to see my 2nd cousin and godchild that I haven't seen in almost 20 years.

I had goose bumps today waiting for them to pick me up. My cousin Dolly and her daughter Dawn took me to Red Lobster for lunch. It was so good. I stayed at their house until it was time to see my other 2nd cousin and godchild.

Oh, he looks so much like his father, it takes my breath away. He is married to a beautiful woman who I really adore.

Sometime during the afternoon and evening I spent with them ~ I got that though ~ I can't wait to call my mom and tell her all about this ~ but my mom is deceased and I can't call her.

If I die tomorrow, today will have been the best day.

Here is a picture of Camelback Mountain. I will be hiking up Superstition Mountain next weekend

Sexual Records

2010-02-03T20:31:00.000-08:00

I found this site about Sexual Records. It had some interesting stuff. It was like the Guinness Book of World Records for sex.

Status Orgasmus:
According to the site, this means prolonged orgasm. The longest ever recorded? One woman orgasmed for 43 seconds. That's 25 successive contractions. Talk about a wild ride. I can't even imagine the recuperation time needed after that one!!!

A Good Man is Hard to Find - Mae West:
They reference Mae West's autobiography here as well, citing that she once had sex with a man named Ted for 15 hours. I'm thinking there is not enough lube in the world for that kind of marathon....I mean.....OW!!!! as an FYI, however, Kelly Shannon's personal record is 4 consecutive hours.

Biggest Dildo:
The world's biggest dildo, according to Sexual Records, is.....are you ready for this ......Maybe you might want to cross your legs first....67 feet HIGH AND WEIGHS 37 TONS. They don't mention it's even actually been "used" (which begs the question....is a dildo really a dildo if it's too big to be used?) but I'll take a wild stab and guess "no".

HOLY PENIS BATMAN:
The largest medically verified penis on record is 13.6 inches long and 6.25 inches round. I'm thinking that this guy had a LOT of women running and screaming from him at the end of a date. I mean, I'm all for a challenge and everything, but a woman's gotta have limits.

Website: http://www.sexualrecords.com/

In The Wherever

2010-01-21T21:19:00.000-08:00

She could make a map
of his perfect body
with her perfect tongue

She knows all the markers
The shape of his hardened nipples
beneath of the attention of her eager tongue

The feel of his cock
rising not-so-subtly
against her sweating thighs

The way he breathes
Hard
yet implicitly gentle
Pressed to her ears

Whispering

I want you
I could fuck you now
I could make you beg

She wants to be made useless
Desperate from the merest glancing touch
His fingers against her skin
Her tongue against her flesh
Anywhere
Tongue, fingers, toes, breasts, thighs, ears, stomach
Anytime

He could fuck her
He could make her beg

She would be grateful for the chance
The chance to plead, to cajole, to urge, to inspire

Just touch her once
Touch her anywhere
And she is yours
In the wherever, whenever, however of time

She is easy
She is easily inspired

You are easy inspiration

Tour of Spring Fashions

2010-01-11T18:15:00.000-08:00

I am very eclectic in most everything. From my choice of books, food, movies and especially fashion.

I was perusing the internet for some new clothes for spring and I was pleased as punch to find this Fantasy Tunic. It is trimmed and with lace and very feminine.

Then I saw this beautiful Crochet & Pearl Dress. it's soft blue and and almost faerie like. It has tiny faux pears. I love it.

One of my favorite things to wear are pajamas. After a long day of pleasing men, I like to relax in David and Goliath p.j.'s
My favorite shoes are Chinese Laundry. I love the way they feel and I love the way they look. Chinese Laundry shoes are sexy and flirty and make my legs look magnificent

My favorite purses are Michael Kor's. They are, a bit cost prohibitive, but when I want to splurge, I definitely go with Michael Kor.

Life is not complete without "comfy clothes". When my day is done ~ but yet I'm not ready for bed ~ it is comfy clothes time. Nothing in the world is better than Victoria Secret Pink for comfy clothes. They are sexy and feminine ~ yet soft and cozy.

I absolutely love shopping. And after my Fantasy Tour of Spring Fashions....I think I'm going to have a really sweet wardrobe.

Kisses,

Kelly

We interrupt this blog for a special message

2010-01-11T07:44:00.000-08:00

One of the delights of being self-employed is the opportunity for me to indulge in one of my favorite hobbies ~ reading. Right now I'm reading In The Forest of Harm. It is an amazing thriller. The first half was a bit slow moving. However, I am really enjoying the second half of the book and am finding myself getting very involved and interested it these characters. It's a really good and very scary book that is being told very well.

Big vs. Competent

2010-01-10T20:18:00.000-08:00

Every adult film I've seen has the gentlemen in them sporting penises of equestrian proportions, and it sure LOOKS like the women enjoy having every orafice filled by them.

In the real world, however does a big penis outrate the fact that your partner may or may not be competent at foreplay?

Let's face it, "It doesn't matter if a man has a 747 jet....if he doesn't know how to land it. Of course it has to be big enough to navigate.

But, if a man has a willing tongue, a pair of talented hands and the manual dexterity to sway side to side , back and forth, up and down and in and out....that is my type of guy.

Most men are so worried about their penis size...and here is what I have to say about that ...Yeah, a big penis is a visual turn on, but if you're with someone who doesn't know what the hell to do with it...what is the point?

All that is REALLY needed in the act of love making is experience and some strong chemistry....if you've got that....the rest is effortless!!!!

Size does not matter!!!

Kelly Dares To Share

2010-01-09T20:21:00.000-08:00

I have many sexual fantasies.

Since my movie making days are over, unfortunately I will not be able to act them out on film.

Some of my fantasies are hardcore, some are romantic.

One of my hardcore fantasies is visualizing myself as the subject of a gang bang. Every time I use this fantasy, I add another guy. Eventually, my pussy is overflowing. I'm not sure I'd to this in real time, but the thought of it is very exciting.

Another fantasy of mine is a gentle MMF thee way. All that skin....mmmmmmm.

I love the sensation of being taken. I fantasize about a man doing me from behind with me on my belly....this heavy weight on top of me....one hand clasped behind .... and him kissing my neck.

And, finally, I have one fantasy that I've been dreaming about for years. I'm asleep on my bed naked and I wake up to the feel of a finger tracing slowly down my forehead, over my nose and over my lips where they linger. I open my eyes to see a handsome man leaning over me, watching me intently with a look of fascination and desire. I look up shocked but then desire takes over me too.

The man slowly lowers the covers to reveal my breasts and watches them, his desire growing. He slowly continues tracing his fingers from my lips down my body around my breasts, over my nipples, over my stomach and down to my wet pussy. He begins kissing my neck, down my body and begins sucking my nipples, softly at first and then harder as both our desire grows. He throws the covers off to completely expose me, lifts my knees up and continues kissing me down my body, on the insides of my thighs and over my pussy after which he begins lick and suck.

After I come hard, he pushes himself up against me and makes love to me slowly until we both come and lay there in heap of covers and sweat. After that he gets up and gets dress and leaves me lying there to go back to sleep.

And, what is your fantasy?????

The Word of the Day is ~ Tact

2010-01-08T06:19:00.000-08:00

Tact is something that I possess, but sometimes don't use. Let me explain. I made a conscience decision to discontinue working in Chicago. The reason is quite simple...I had three instances where the client I was seeing knew someone in my family. It got a little creepy. I decided to travel extensively this year and then at the end of 2010, I will retire from being a provider permanently.

I gave my Chicago clients plenty of time to see me before I left. However, Wednesday, my phone was blowing up with appointment requests from my Chicago clients.

I got really annoyed and posted something on another message board. I didn't intentionally intend to be mean ~ but I came off that way.

Now the new rumor going on about my sweet self, is that I don't like men. Shame on whoever is spreading that rumor around...I adore Men!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I like the contrasts between their bodies and mine; I like the hairy chests, the muscles, the warmth, the solidness of a man’s body. I like the weight of a guy on me or against me; I like the feel of arm or chest hair against my skin.

I love the treasure trail, or the patch of belly fur. That will amuse me a lot longer than it probably should, but what can I say? I’m easily amused.

Anyhow, one of the major differences between a guy’s body and mine is… you guessed it, a lack of breasts. In most cases.

But the other difference? Hard-ons!

I have to confess; I love the cock. It entertains me flaccid or erect. Actually, when it’s erect, it usually tempts me ~ it’s fun to play with.

A hard on is fun to reach out and tweak, make it bob up and down a bit. It doesn’t quite have the same “twoing!” effect that a rubber cock can have, but I’m willing to try.

I like the way a hard on feels in my hands; the smoothness of the flesh contrasted with the solidity and thickness (in some cases) and the pulsing and the warmth. I like the feel of a hard on pressing up against me, so long as it’s from someone I want pressing a hard on up against me. When I’m receptive and interested and he presses up against me with that solid evidence that he wants me? Ooh, delicious feeling.

Hard ons are entertaining. They stick straight out and demand attention – there’s really no negotiating around them sometimes. Mind you, that’s also partly the guy’s fault sometimes – if he’s making it bob around or holding it in your face, that’s a bit of a different story.

Guys can be so horrified or embarrassed when they have a hard on, which always makes me laugh. Is it really that bad being teased over having had a natural biological function over which you have no control (usually)? Admittedly, if you’re sitting in a meeting thinking dirty thoughts, then it’s your own fault if you have a hard on; but otherwise, who cares, really? Honestly, it’s usually not as obvious as you may think, especially if you’re wearing jeans that aren’t super-tight or super-baggy.

I have to admit, unless a guy is pressed up against me or naked beside me, I basically never notice if he has a hard on or not. Call me stupid, call me oblivious, but … stop worrying about ‘em, and let those of us that love the cock have fun with ‘em… once you’re done playing with them yourselves.

In the meantime, I’m off to find myself a cock to “twoing”.

Sexiest Movies

2010-01-07T20:24:00.000-08:00

A lot of guys ask me if we can watch one of my porn movies while we’re in bed. I must confess, I really hate watching myself. Also, I hate most porn movies…..there is nothing alluring about them at all.

I love mainstream movies with highly charged sex scenes.

My favorite sex scene in recent years is in the thriller Sea of Love in which Ellen Barkin pins Al Pacino up against a wall and he's helpless and melting and she keeps on teasing him and rubbing herself against him. I don't know if anyone's seen this film but that scene is so hot

The Cement Garden has to be one of the most erotic films. High sexual tension from beginning to end.

The Lover, with Tony Leung and Jane March. One of my favorite scenes (other than the highly sensual, yet non-sexual hand clasping scene and the kiss on the window) is when the man begins to have second thoughts about making love to the girl (and taking her virginity in the process) but then she takes the initiative and seduces him by caressing him all over until he finally gives her what she wants.

Except for the bloody killing part, the opening sex scene of Basic Instinct was hot as hell, as well as the big love scene of the movie. Yes, the kitty flashing scene is what it's really famous for, but strangely enough I found it funny instead of sexy. I'm not sure why.

I prefer Emmanuelle 2 to the original, because I found it infinitely more sensual and the character is very confident and sure of her appeal (unlike the first movie, when she was first beginning her education).

The scene where Emmanuelle and her husband finally make love (after a false alarm that was of course used to build up the tension for the audience) after she returns home from a business trip was a great kick-off for the rest of the movie.

Mild, yet explicit, the love scene in The Wedding Date has sexual sensuality going for it. From the same movie, the scene where he 'explains' the concept of being a gigolo leaves her (and me) panting for him to follow through.

Also the Girl Next Door, which is an alright movie with alright actors. But the scene where Elisha Cuthbert slowly takes him inside herself, which is cued solely by her eyes becoming defenseless...? That penetration expressed with a single look of surrender almost unglued me.

Stage Beauty - I love it when they're rehearsing the scene and there's all this passion and she tries to kiss him but he doesn't get the hint. Him in drag letting the girls masturbate him was pretty intriguing and a little funny.

Also, I like the scene when he tries to seduce his unwilling lover in the steam room. But perhaps the crowning part of the movie is him teaching Claire Danes how two men make love, and their interchanging of positions . . . Not much nudity or explicitness in this movie, but the whole idea of it all is quite hot, as is Billy Crudup.

Cruel Intentions Reese loses her virginity to Ryan~ Holy shit. Counting Crows in the background, dim, warm lights on them both... and kissing that can take your breath away.

I'd like to mention the scene with Matt Damon and some chick from The Bourne Identity. ok~ Matt Damon can fuck me in the bathroom anytime.

This is an an older movie with Kris Khristopherson and Sara Miles...The Sailor who Fell from Grace with the Sea.

HBO aired a movie in the 90's starring Bonnie Bedelia as a judge called Judicial Consent. I don't remember the plot, something about her getting involved in an illicit affair that affected a case I think. Anyway, there's a scene in her office when this lover comes in and they begin kissing while she is at her desk. After a while he slowly slides down under her desk and by her fabulous reactions you know he is giving her the most fantastic head from under there. Bonnie should have one an award for her performance.

Stealing Beauty: Bernardo Betolucci's lush, dreamy epic starring Liv Tyler as a flowering young American tourist trying to find her father and loser her virginity, both at the same time. However, the scene with Rachel Weisz naked at the pool, is worth the rental price alone!

Henry and June:. This film was so controversial they invented a new rating for it! And any movie about the love affair(s) between the two most sexually explicit writers of their times, Henry Miller and Anais Nin, played by Fred Ward and Maria de Medeiros, had better to be controversial. There is so much screwing in this movie, you kind of wonder if Philip Kaufman just used it as an excuse to direct a lesbian sex scene between Uma Thurman and Maria!

Crash and The Secretary (but I am a Spader fan).

Sliver the Sharon Stone movie... I think it rocks.. I love female seduction..especially if the female is the shy type like shown in the movie...any of those kind out here? Please watch the movie if you haven't, and if you don't your missing something HOT! REAL HOT!

Against All Odds - I have to say that the love scene between Jeff Bridges and Rachel Ward in the sweat caves was very sensual and hot.

Unfaithful ...the bathroom fucking is the sexiest scene I watch.

Color of the Night is by far one of the sexiest films!

I love the scene with Christian Slater and Patricia Arquette in True Romance where they have a quickie in the phone booth. I think it's the kissing that does it for me, especially since he remarked early that she "tastes like a peach." Hot kissing is something you get far more often in real films than in porn.

That, is my review of all the REALLY HOT mainstream movies......HEY, ANYBODY WANT TO DO A MOVIE DATE??

The Word of the Day is ~ Sexual Healing

2010-01-07T20:12:00.000-08:00

Sex is comforting. It is fundamentally life affirming. It releases endorphins that help relieve stress and tension and gives one a feeling of happines and well-being. It's natural to turn to sex in a time of fear and doubt. Sex stimulates our Chakra (energy center). The root Chakra is located in our genital region and is the one that governs our primal needs. (I've been studying yoga and Tantra and this is what it is all about). This energy is all about the need for shelter, safety, comfort and pleasure. It is the center of our primal natures and it's urges can be broken down into three basic responses....FIGHT, FLEE OR FUCK.

When we live through a time of crisis, this part of us needs stimulation. We want to feel alive, safe and secure. We want to feel pleasure. Sex allows us to literally plug into each other at the root and create healing in the place where we feel a lack of security. If we can't fight, can't flee, perhaps we can comfort ourselves by fucking.

Remember the Marvin Gaye Song, "SEXUAL HEALING":

"A sea was storming inside of me
Baby I think I'm capsizing
The waves are rising and rising
And when I get the feeling
I want Sexual Healing
Sexual Healing is good for me
Makes me feel so fine, it's such a rush
Helps to relieve the mind and it's good for us"

With respect to the war in Iraq, racism, hatred and the whole US and THEM dynamic....remember the movie "Bullworth" with Warren Beaty? His answer to division among people was, "We should fuck each other until we're all the same color. It might take a while, but it'll solve all our problems"

God Bless America!!!!!!!

The Word of the Day is ~ Erotic Eats

2010-01-07T19:49:00.000-08:00

Who needs Viagra ~ allow the awesome power of food to provoke and promote enjoyable sex. Food and sex share some very important attributes. They are both activities that employ all of the senses.

Let food seduce you!!!!

The Word of the Day is ~ Money Shot

2009-08-31T21:00:00.000-07:00

I’ve been spending a lot of time lately thinking about sex....

Yes, this may come as a shock to some, but I think about sex a lot. Guys are supposedly thinking about it every what, seven seconds? Well hey, maybe I’m just a guy with an extra leg of chromosome to give me all the fun parts.

I think about sex a lot, and every now and then someone hits me with a comment or a question that makes me stop and pause and realize, “That’s right, not everyone is like me.”

Now, my rule of thumb is Every Person Is Different. It’s something I’ve picked up off a mailing list I belong to, and it’s something that I’ve long held dear, even before then. So yes, on a conscious level I’m aware that we’re not all the same. But sometimes it takes some reminding, and my latest quest for pornography has made that supremely clear.

I realize no one will believe it, but I rarely read or look at porn online. I mean, sure, every now and then I’ll drop into alt.sex.stories and check to see if there’s anything good, but really, I don’t get off on still images, and there’s a lot of video that just isn’t long enough or worth it, so I usually rely on my own imagination, which is fertile enough to keep me going.

But that’s me, and you’re not me.

Video porn has a lot of good and bad to say for it, and one of the those things that can be both is the money shot. For anyone that doesn’t know, the money shot is that scene in pornography where the man comes on the woman’s face. Sometimes the money shot will also refer to him coming on another other body part she makes available, but today we’ll refer to the face money shot.

I’ve discussed this one recently with two different friends of mine, both of the male persuasion, and they had different views on the subject. One has stated that he finds it sexy, and the other stated that he finds it somewhat disrespectful and distasteful. This opinion isn’t reflected in any of their other sexual interests, either; neither of them is particularly prudish, especially not the second. So, it makes me stop and think.

What is the point or the appeal of the money shot?

Now, if I wanted to go on a feminist rant, I could get into one aspect of the appeal: the whole dehumanization of the woman, showing her being degraded, ultimate power of the man over the woman, blah blah blah… and for some videos I’ve seen or people I’ve known, sure, that is the appeal. But I don’t think that’s the entire point to porn or the entire appeal, so I’m not going to bother extending that argument. Besides, I’m pro-porn, so I’m going to move right along.

I’m annoying my online friends by polling as many of them as I can, and I’ve gotten some good quotes from them:

“Why does it piss me off? Well, mainly because its just not fun. I mean, the guy gets off, sure, but he does so in an offensive, demonstrative fashion.”

“Porn's tailored to guys fantasies, so it fits in porn - especially since a lot of guys like the whole dominance aspect of it. In real life, though, unless she asks for it, I wouldn't do it. It seems a touch degrading in real life. And I don't see her asking for it.”

“I am indifferent towards it. I personally dont find it degrading to women, though I hear many women feel that way.”

“I always thought that make it sound almost painful.....like they are passing kidney stones or something.....way too much grunting.”

“As long as he asks first? I wouldn't want someone to come on my face without asking. Frankly, it looks kinda gross.”

“Well... quite frankly I don't see why some people think it's so great. I couldn't do it...seems insulting”

But what makes it sexy? Well, it’s seeing someone have an orgasm, which is pretty sexy and lends an end point to the entire scene as it were.

One friend I just polled offered up: “Its the most personal thing to do, to orgasm. When you do it ON someone, it's great, because they accept the most personal part of you.”

As I replied, I don’t have the same equipment, so I generally don’t have much choice but to orgasm on someone.

Anyhow… the money shot. I guess my main thought on the money shot is that it just seems so anticlimactic, as odd as that may seem. The actress has to alternately keep her eyes open to look sexy for the camera, meet the actor’s gaze, keep her mouth open and lick her lips to look appealing, encourage the actor… and then make sure she times it properly so that her eyes are closed when he’s shooting. I mean, here’s all this effort and grunting and groaning… to do what? To spew a few teaspoons of some sticky fluid across some actress’ face. Like I said, seems anticlimactic.

Then there’s getting it out of your hair, eyebrows, ears, nose, eyes, mouth… all this effort, just for those few seconds.

Mind you, I guess the same could be said about sex itself, although the lead up to those few seconds is awfully fantastic.

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2009-06-17T05:38:00.001-07:00

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The Word of the Day is Peace

2009-06-02T07:27:00.001-07:00

I am pro choice. I don't necessarily agree with abortion, but I do agree that everyone should have the right to choose.

I am not a proponent of late term abortions.

I'm most definitely not a proponent of the death penalty.

What I think is ludicrous is that someone shoots an abortion doctor because they are against abortion and thinks that abortion is murder. So, they murder someone to stop the murdering????

George Tillman, whether he was right or wrong was sentenced to death, by someone who did not have the right to sentence him to death.

~The Word of The Day is Awwwww~

2009-05-14T05:19:00.001-07:00

~ When a client comes over and tells you that you look "REALLY GOOD".

~ When a client calls you to say "THANK YOU"

~ When a friend comes over and was disappointed when she wasn't able to say "Happy Birthday" to Diesel.

~ When you get pictures from your dogs Day Care of your precious baby taking a first bite of his cake.

All of the above happened in just one day.

The Word of the day is Hypocrisy

2009-05-12T06:56:00.000-07:00

One should examine oneself for a very long time before thinking of condemning others. ~Moliere~

Carrie Prejean said, "I am a Christian, and I am a model. Models pose for pictures, including lingerie and swimwear photos. Recently photos taken of me as a teenager have been released surreptitiously to a tabloid web site that openly mocks me for my Christian faith."

Implants. Poising topless. Ummmmmm....last I heard, that was not Christian behavior.

This woman just oozes hypocrisy.

She is the sweet Christian girl when the cameras are rolling, but the minute those camera's shut off, it's "Pass the Bong Please".

Now she is saying that "God made her answer the question" posed by Perez Hilton.

Give me a break! Leave God out of this. If this woman is willing to pose half naked to further her career, no problem. I really have no issue with that. Just don't try to pretend that you are something you are not. This woman would sell her soul for fame.

Bristol Palin trying to be a role model and now Carrie Prejean.

Please don't.

My daughter can do without your influence.

The Word of the Day is Diet

2009-04-28T07:09:00.000-07:00

Eating right and working out is critical for a healthier sex life.

What is also critical is a Positive Mental Attitude. You have to believe you are hot and believe you are sexy. A self-confident state of mind is critical for hot sex in the bedroom.

A good sex diet consists of:

Avoiding sugar and sugary snacks;
Reducing your intake of tea, coffee and chocolate;
Increasing nutrient-rich foods like fruits, vegetables, whole wheat and seeds;
Increasing foods rich in arginine like fish, turkey, chicken beans tofu, nuts and seeds
Eating tuna, mackerel or salmon
Eating seeds and nuts ~ pumpkin, sunflower and sesame

Minimizing your intake of fried and processed foods and fat from meat and dairy.

Although it may seem convenient to go to McDonald's for an Egg McMuffin and a chocolate milk while on your way to your incall, it is truly wrecking havoc on your zest for hot sex.

~The Word of the Day is Professionalism

2009-04-27T06:52:00.000-07:00

I read my friend, Ciara's blog today.

I've blogged many times about being busy, but it took Ciara's usual brilliant prose to make it understandable.

When I see cattiness on the various message boards or gossip mongers I just shake my head. How do these women have TIME for this type of behavior?

Shopping, manicures, pedicures, hair appointments, tanning, working out and dieting take up a HUGE amount of time.

Then you add the other 93 things on your "to-do list" ~ that is an extremely busy day.

The type of provider Ciara describes is a consummate professional who gives 110% to the industry she is in and the to career she has chosen.

She loves what she does and has dedicated herself to her profession as a pleasure provider.

From time-to-time, I hear about providers who engage in gossip or try to undermine another provider's integrity, or who are just downright nasty to another provider. I just shake my head and laugh.
A provider who has time to do such things surely is not dedicated to her profession as a pleasure provider.

Those same providers then wonder why they are not busy.....well....Why would a hobbyist want to see a woman who has not immersed herself into giving pleasure to him???

~The Word of the Day is Herb

2009-04-14T05:23:00.000-07:00

Not THAT kind of herb people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Since the beginning of time, there has been the constant search for ways to stimulate sexual activities.

With renewed interest in herbs towards the end of the 20th Century, herbs came to the forefront.

Some think that because herbs are natural, they are the Holy Grail. However, there are side effects and adverse reactions, so care should be taken.

Bayberry ~ A fruit used by women for sexual enhancement. This fruit has the ability to increase blood flow and capillary dilation in the mucus membranes of the vagina.

Catuaba ~ Both men and women in South America use this herb for stimulating the central nervous system. This herb has the unique ability to control the sexual responses of the consumer.

Cayenne ~ This fruit makes sexual organs stronger and efficient.

Cuscuta ~ Cuscuta seeds stimulate or normalize that part of the body which controls the sexual organs. The consumption of these seeds will control premature ejaculation.

Ginseng ~ Ginseng stimulates the sperm production. This herb promotes stronger arousal, better genital functions and stronger physical feelings.

Epidemium (Horny Goat Weed) ~ This herb promotes stronger genital feelings. It also promotes fertility through increased sperm production. It affects the central nervous system and increases sexual desires.

Peppermint ~ Peppermint leaves stimulate the lubrication in the genital system. Lubrication enhances the pleasure during sexual intercourse.

Herbs are a wonderful alternative to prescriptions ~ do your homework and make sure they are safe.

The World of the day is Climate Control

2009-04-06T06:57:00.000-07:00

I got up really early on Sunday and took the dogs to the park. An hour later it started raining. A couple hours later it was sleeting, then a couple hours later it was snowing.

I can't even remember the last time it snowed in April.

Below is another picture of Diesel. Capone is a HUGE fan of the camera. Diesel, like his mommy, hates having his picture taken.

The Word of the Day is Chew Toy

2009-04-03T10:01:00.000-07:00

I leave the house. I shut ALL OF MY CLOSET DOORS.

I come home to find my closet door open and in the middle of the living room my NEW Designer Shoes.

I also find a pair of my underwear, buried under my Puggle's bed. I won't go into the condition of the underwear out of respect for those reading this.

I think my dogs invite a friend over, a friend with THUMBS, to facilitate the opening of my closet doors.

I just can't believe this!!!!!!!!!!! I mean they have an unlimited supply of bones. WHY do they choose my designer shoes.

The Word of the Day is Egyptian~

2009-03-31T06:49:00.001-07:00

Sexuality in ancient Egypt was very open. There was no guilt about sex at all. In fact it was a very important part of life, death and rebirth. Not only did single and married couples have sex, but the Gods themselves copulated. The Egyptians also believed in sex in the afterlife. Sex was not taboo among the ancient Egyptians, even the Egyptian religion was filled with tales of adultery, incest, homosexuality, masturbation and even hints of necrophilia.

The most attractive women were fertile woman. Egyptian women strived to be intelligent, wise, mystical and most importantly mothers.

Men had to prove their masculinity by fathering children, while the women had to be able to BEAR these children. Being a mother meant being able to keep their marriage secure and gain a better position within society.

Unmarried women were free to choose as many partners as they desired and to enjoy their love life to the fullest.

If you were married, however, adultery was wrong. Women were punished the harshest for adultery, they could be sentenced to death. The man however, was just forced to be divorced.

Prostitutes advertised themselves through their clothing and make up. Some wore blue beaded fish-net dresses. They painted their lips red and tattooed their breasts or thighs and some even went around totally nude.

The Egyptians had both contraceptives and abortions. Mostly these were prescriptions that were filled with really gross ingredients like crocodile dung.

Lettuce, ginger, fennel, pomegranates, coriander with wine and radish mixed with honey were some of the common aphrodisiacs. The priests were forbidden to have onions as it was said to arouse their sexual desires. Other unusual aphrodisiacs were pearls dissolved in a cup of wine and baboon faces added to aphrodisiac ointments.

Sex was an important aspect in the life of ancient Egyptians where they believed in enjoying sex even after their death. Fake penises and nipples were attached to the mummies so that they may engage in an active sex life even after their death. The Egyptians also believed in begetting children even after their death by installing fertility dolls with wide child bearing hips and paddle dolls that ended abruptly at a wide pubic area with tiny heads, arms and legs.

Thus the ancient Egyptians enjoyed sex almost to the fullest not only during their lifetime but believed to enjoy sex even after the culmination of their earthly life.

Fairy Godmother Quiz

2009-02-17T05:39:00.000-08:00

You find a fairy godmother. With a wave of their wand, they can change anything for you:

What is the one thing you with change about your body?
My boobs. I wish they were bigger.

What is the one personality trait you would change?
My ability to procrastinate. I wish I would procrastinate less.

What is the one thing about your home you would change?
The management company. I LOVE my location. I hate the management company.

What is the one thing about your Significant Other you would change?

His cynicism.

Who is the one person you would poof out of your life and why?

My ex-boyfriend, Jim. This guy still calls me. He has even dropped over a couple of times. I HATE hurting people's feelings, but I just want to tell him that he "makes me throw up a little bit in my mouth" and I wish he would leave me alone.

Who is the one person you would poof back in and why?

My mom. Sometimes when something amazing happens, I still get that thought that I want to pick up the phone and call her.

~What Kind of Kisser am I?~

2009-02-03T06:40:00.000-08:00

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but for you, it's all about quality and not quantity.

You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off.

And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave.

When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable.

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

The Word of the Day is Perfect Imperfection

2009-01-23T04:19:00.000-08:00

Body Image is the great debate in this business.

Is the body below perfect or imperfect?

Some would say imperfect, because this women has stretch marks.

Some would say perfect, because although she has stretch marks, she is in amazing shape.

"imperfection is beauty, madness is genius. It is better to be absolutely ridiculous, then absolutely boring."

~Marilyn Monroe~

~Your IPod Just Got Sexier~

2009-01-22T05:48:00.000-08:00

When I finally emerged into the 21st. Century by buying an IPod, I was very excited.

I am ALWAYS looking for new gadgets to hook up to my IPod. Well, kiddies, look what I found.

It's called OhBiBod. According to their website, it is a "sleek, sophisticated new generation of vibrator that combines elegance of design with the excitement of your favorite music."

You hook this little puppy up to your Ipod and it "vibrates".

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What's even better, is that this website has a tab called, "Club Vibe". Club Vibe has a playlist of songs that other people recommend.

My wishlist has a new item on it. I WANT this puppy.

Website: http://www.ohmibod.com

~It's Still Rock and Roll To Them~

2009-01-08T05:48:00.000-08:00

Keith Richards, Tom Jones, Steven Tyler, Ann Wilson, Gene Simmons, Jimmy Page, Alice Cooper

For a bunch of "Rock Stars", these guys really don't look so good.

There comes a time, when you have to hang up your guitar and say I'm retiring.

My 80 year old mother (God Rest Her Soul) looked better than Keith Richards. How can ANYONE want to see him on stage.

Tom Jones, was sexy back in the day, but now he is just scary and he has got a new album coming out.

Jimmy Page wants to revive Led Zeppelin with or without Robert Plant.

Growing old is seldom kind, and I shouldn't make fun of my elders, but then again, whose grandfather still tries to squeeze into a pair patent leather pants.

~An Elite Member of an Elite Club~

2009-01-06T08:52:00.000-08:00

I am an elite member of a very elite club, it's called the "I Hate Oprah Club".

Oprah Winfrey has risen from a "talk show host" to sainthood and that truly worries me.

Be it a book, a diet, a president or a pair of jammies, there are people out there who will read, eat, vote or wear whatever Oprah says.

Don't get me wrong, Oprah is very philanthropic, but there are other celebrities out there who just as philanthropic as Oprah and don't need to have their faces splashed over the television when they give to a charity.

Case in point, I absolutely love Ellen Degeneres. She has done so much for Breast Cancer as well as for the people of New Orleans ~ yet she doesn't request an HBO special to laud her charitable work.

For example, Bono is extremely generous, but we don't hear about him every single day on Entertainment Tonight. The same goes for Nicholas Cage, Jackie Chan, Sandra Bullock, Celine Dion and Steven Spielberg.

When Oprah first came to Chicago, I really liked her. Her morning show was a respite from feeding, diapering and burping babies.

Now, however, it is preachy, and reminds me of Jim Jones.

Treats

2009-01-05T06:29:00.000-08:00

~I know the treats are in this cabinet. When she's not looking, see if you can't open the cabinet.

My 10 Guilty Pleasures

2008-12-05T06:14:00.001-08:00

I have guilty pleasures ~ those pleasures that I dare not talk about in public. Shopping indulgences, favorite junk food ~ the list goes on.

Guilty pleasures put color in my life and who am I do deny myself.

1. The Bachelor ~ I can't wait until this season starts. It's gonna be good.

2. 80's music ~ Yes it is cheesy but I don't care. When Everybody Wang Chung Tonight comes on my IPod, I am just singing along.

3. Pogo ~ It is this very cool gaming site. I am a member. It's just fun.

4. Asian Buffets ~ I LOVE THEM.

5. Funyuns ~ They are an acquired taste.

6. True Crime Books ~ There is something about true crime books that I absolutely love. Ann Rule is my idol.

7. Thrift Stores ~ I just love finding "treasures".

8. Pajamas ~ I am obsessed ~ I love cute PJ's.

9. American Idol ~ I go through withdrawals when the season ends.

10. Bath Products ~ From Lush Bath Bombs to MeBath to Bath and Body Works ~ I love Bath Products.

~Thankful For Democracy~

2008-11-04T06:36:00.000-08:00

It seems that all of us have been waiting with bated breath for today. The last 8 years have taken such a toll on everyone.

I am thankful that I live in a country that allows us freedom of speech, freedom of the press, the freedom to vote for our elected officials.

I am thankful that we have the freedom of religion. This freedom enables me to embrace parts of many religions.

I am thankful that I have the right to assemble peacefully in protest of something that I don't agree with.

I am thankful that I can express my opinion about the president and his inability to govern without the fear of being censored.

Please remember to vote today. It is something that we should be thankful for.

New York ~ Day 3

2008-10-20T10:25:00.000-07:00

My final day in New York, was very bitter sweet. I was having so much fun, I really didn't want to leave.

I went up to The Empire State Building. An amazing view it was!!!!!!!!

We then took a carriage ride through Central Park. I loved it!!!!!!!! I saw where they filmed to movie Enchanted.

I saw The Dakota (the building where John Lennon lived and where he was shot).

I then went to see, "In The Heights". The play is by Lin-Manuel Miranda. He conceived the idea during his sophomore year at Wesleyan University. The play won 2008 Tony award for Best Original Score.

We went to dinner at Tavern On The Green. The drinks were amazing. The food wasn't all that and a bag of chips. I was really kind of disappointed.

Our last play was Chicago. I wasn't all that thrilled with this play. I much preferred the movie if I must say so myself.

Our final excursion was Times Square. I stood in the middle of Times Square and it was breathtaking.

I gotta say, this trip was amazing.

Day Two In New York

2008-10-16T06:12:00.000-07:00

Day two was extremely busy. We were supposed to go on a helicopter tour of the city, but it didn't happen ~ which was fine with me.

We then went to Ground Zero. I have to say that I literally had goosebumps the closer we got. I could not believe that it is STILL one big whole. Where is the memorial??????

Our first play of the day was Grease. It was amazing. For all of you American Idol fans out there ~ Ace Young plays the part of Kenickie. He was very good.

Dinner was at Zanzibar. It is a very stylish, trendy restaurant with a tapas type menu. I really liked it.

Hairspray was our evening play. OMG, I totally loved it. George Wendt, formerly of Cheers plays the part of the mother. He was amazing.

2008-10-15T12:58:00.000-07:00

After a whirl wind week in NY, I am finally home, to stay for the rest of the year.

Before I go on and on about NY, I just wanted to say Thank You to all of the ladies who attended the Memorial Service for HighandTight. Thank you also for the more then delicious food and desserts.

I am very lucky to be part of a community with so many amazing women in it.

Now, for New York ~

It was, in a word, spectacular.

I arrived in New York and saw my first play, Boeing, Boeing. The play was a comedy and absolutely hysterical.

Boeing Boeing starred Christine Baranski and Paige Davis. This is Mark Rylance. He is a Shakesperian Actor but is so funny in Boeing, Boeing.

Dinner was at Uncle Jack's Steakhouse. OMG, talk about good....it was flipping amazing. We had an amazing bottle of wine, we both had filet Mignon and I had a baked potato and asparagus.

After the theater, we went out for drinks and dessert. I had creme brulee and an ice wine.

We stayed at Hilton Garden Inn in Times Square.

It was absolutely beautiful.

I'll post all about day 2 tomorrow.

The Word of the day is Karma

2008-10-05T07:29:00.000-07:00

October 3, 1995 ~ millions of television viewers were glued to their screen to watch the most publicized trial in American history ~ the trial of OJ Simpson.

The words "NOT GUILTY" had a profound affect on everyone.

Now, 13 years later, I think Karma has finally caught up with OJ Simpson as the word "GUILTY" resounded in a Las Vegas courtroom.

OJ Simpson had it all.

While at University of Southern California he was an outstanding running back and led the nation in rushing yards.

He earned the Heisman trophy and was the number 1 draft pick for the NFL. He played for the Buffalo Bills and later with the 49ers where he played in 6 Pro Bowls and was number 14 on the NFL's all-time rushing list.

America fell in love with teh spokesperson for Hertz and the actor who was in Towering Inferno, Naked Gun and Roots.

But OJ had a dark side, he physically abused his wife Nicole, he stalked Nicole who was forced to get a restraining order against OJ.

Then on June 12, 1994, Nicole and Ronald Goldman were found murdered.

Slow speed Bronco chases, bloody gloves, eyewitness testimony, motive, lack of alibi, DNA evidence and prior bad acts all seemed to say that Simpson was the murderer, but a dream team of lawyers, prosecution blunders and police misconduct left the jury members perplexed and the words "NOT GUILTY", rang in the ears of all America.

Although two years later, the civil trial would have a different outcome, and Simpson would be liable for the wrongful death of Ron and Nicole, OJ was protected from paying most of the $33 Million judgment because his 2,000,000 per years pension from the NFL was protected.

OJ was dealt a "Get Out Of Jail Free Card", you would think that he would have just shut up and QUIETLY led his life, but NO.

Simpson moved to Dade County Florida and resumed his life making money on autographs, playing golf and living his life with his on-again/off-again girlfriend. The two have over 187 arrests and police reports filed against them for, among other things, domestic abuse, road rage, and threatening Simpson's handyman.

Direct TV won a lawsuit against OJ who was pirating satellite signals. The $25,000 Judgment against OJ was never paid.

Then, of course you have OJ's book and television deal. Simpson agreed to explain how he would have committed the murder of Ron and Nicole IF he had been the killer. The Book, "If I Did It", had to be OJ's most brazen act of stupidity. Public outcry was so great that the plug was pulled on the show and the father of Ron Goldman was awarded the publicity rights to the book and retitled it, "I Did It: Confessions of the Killer."

Now, 13 years TO THE DATE, of the NOT GUILTY verdict, the words GUILTY finally reached OJ's ears.

Karma ~ it may not happen today, it may not happen tomorrow. You may have to wait 13 YEARS for justice to be done ~ but it DOES HAPPEN

Hi Honey - I'm Home

2008-09-25T11:12:00.000-07:00

I got home yesterday, almost 3 hours late, but I'll tell you about that later.

Today, I would like to tell everyone about the most fascinating tour I went on in New Orleans ~ The Cemetery Tour.

In 1799, New Orleans lost many citizens to a Yellow Fever epidemic and also The Great Fire of 1788. The St. Peter cemetery, on the outskirts of the city, was full. There was a belief, that if you buried the dead among the living it contributed to the outbreak of disease.

The cemetery I toured was St. Louis Cemetery No. 1 and was established in 1789.

Most of the tombs in St. Louis Cemetery were designed to house many generations of a family, society or group in the same tomb. The dead were placed in wooden coffins in one of the vaults. The vault opening was loosely closed with mortared brick and a stone tablet sealed the tomb. If someone else died, the vault could be re-opened after at least 1 year and 1 day. The coffin was removed and burned. The decomposed remains were pushed to the back of the tomb or placed beneath the vaults.

There are many prominent people buried in St. Louis Cemetery No. 1:

Homer Plessy - A plaintiff in the 1896 Sumpreme Court case, Plessy vs. Ferguson which delared separate as being equal.

Ernest "Dutch" Morial - New Orleans' first African American Mayor and, my most favorite person:

Marie Laveau - Well-known Voodoo Queen of New Orleans.

New Orleans

2008-09-20T19:29:00.000-07:00

I may not be coming home ~ just kidding ~ New Orleans is amazing. I really love it here. I have almost completed the top ten list of the things to do in New Orleans while you are here. I went on the Haunted History Tour.

In a word, amazing.

I ate beniets and drank Cafe Au Laute at Cafe Dumont. I didn't think I would like Cafe Au Laute, but OMG, it is really good.

I drank a Hurricane ~ they are NOT all that and a bag of chips. I did listen to jazz ~ I do love jazz.

I hate the hotel I am staying at, as it wasn't the one I was supposed to stay at. That is a blog in and of itself .

Nicholas Cage has a home in the French Quarter, it is actually one of the most haunted places in New Orleans ~ very cool.

Despite the fact that I am having a blast here, I do miss home.

I miss all my guys and I can't wait to regale you with stories of my travels.

On a personal note, this trip was one that my mom and I were supposed to take many years ago, and because of her death, we didn't take it.

I was sitting at Pat O'Briens, in tears today, because she should have been here with me.

Mom, I miss you, and that Hurricane was for you. You would have loved The Big Easy.

We Will Never Forget

2008-09-11T08:54:00.001-07:00

Pray Away The Gay and ProLife for ALL

2008-09-09T06:16:00.000-07:00

Sarah Palin's church, Wasilla Bible Church, believes that you can "Pray Away The Gay".

Palin is also totally prolife, opposing abortion even in the case of incest and rape.

Let me ask this, if she is prolife, what are her views on the death penalty? And why for the love of God did she do this to a poor moose.

And if she is pro-life for ALL then why does she have THIS in her home:

Finally, if Sarah Palin is prolife for all ~ why is she wearing THIS:

This woman is so wrong for our country on so many levels.

The Ghost In My Kitchen

2008-09-03T06:06:00.000-07:00

I am more then positive that I have a ghost in my kitchen.

It all started when Diesel, my Shitzu would wake me up in the middle of the night barking at something or someone that he saw in my kitchen. I never saw anything.

It continued and got worse when I got Chewie. Diesel and Chewie would, on some nights, just bark and growl at this thing that I could not see.

After Chewie passed away, the in the middle of the night barking stopped.

The last two mornings, I get up in the morning fill my coffee pot with water and "what the f@ck" water is overflowing from my coffee pot. Someone or Something has filled my coffee pot with water already.

Yesterday I dismissed it as, "ok, I have a lot on my mind and maybe I forgot that I did this the night before."

But this morning it happened again. I KNOW I did not fill my coffee pot with ANYTHING yesterday.

Me thinks my Ghost is back.

The Bucket List

2008-08-21T13:33:00.000-07:00

So, today I turned 41. My dad was 41 when he passed away, so I feel a bit creepy about turning this age.

What is making turning 41 even creepier is that there are only a FEW things that I have always wanted to do before I "go" but they are actually happening.

Let me expound:

I have always wanted to go to New Orleans. I am going to New Orleans in September.

I have always wanted to go to New York and see Broadway Shows, I am going to New York and seeing Broadway Shows.

I have always wanted to go on a cruise, but because of my deep fear of water and flying, I have never gone. Well, this cruise is too good to pass up...I have a client taking me on a Panamanian Cruise in March.

The ONLY thing left on my Bucket List is:

~ Go on a tour of Napa Valley Wineries
~ Go on a bicycle tour of Ireland
~ Meet Ellen Degeneres

If the following wishes come true, I am pretty sure my time is going to be up..........

Website: http://www.a-sensual-touch.com

2008-08-20T06:54:00.000-07:00

A very nice man who knows my PASSION for musicals and theater in general is taking me to NY to see a whole bunch of plays on Broadway.

He gave me a gazillion to pick from and these are the ones I chose:

Boeing-Boeing
Hairspray
Chicago
9 to 5
Grease
Jersey Boys
White Christmas
Xanadu

I am leaving after my October party and will be gone for about 5 days. Can life get ANY BETTER THEN THIS????

I'm Sorry Ms. Snapping Turtle

2008-08-05T09:26:00.000-07:00

Whenever I get the opportunity, I take my dogs to a park not far from my house. The other day, I saw a snapping turtle.

Not being a nature buff, but an animal lover, I didn't want the snapping turtle to wander out into the parking lot and possibly get hit by a car.

I very quietly went behind it, and tried to pick it up and it reared it's head and tried to bite me.

Ok, so then I attempted to sort of push it along back in the water. However, it sort of ran out of steam and I just said to myself......I tried.

I came home, went online and found out that the snapping turtle was a FEMALE and was in the process of laying eggs.

I would like to profusely apologize to Ms. Snapping Turtle. I do understand what it is like to go through labor and delivery. I went through it twice and had NATURAL CHILDBIRTH with both of my children. I hope, Ms. Snapping Turtle, that I didn't make you go through any unnecessary pain and suffering.

My Letter To Mayor Daley

2008-07-31T06:14:00.000-07:00

Dear Mayor Daley:

You probably don't remember me, but my father was your father's mailman many, many years ago. In fact, when I was a kid, my father used to take me on his mail route with him and we actually met.

Your mother and father were so nice to my family when my father passed away.

I would like to return the favor, by attempting to help you with your most recent problem.

Now, I heard that this year, the City of Chicago will have the LARGEST budget shortfall in recent memory.

According to CBS 2, "Next year's budget is so far out of whack that Mayor Daley is delaying it for several weeks"

The economy has blown a hole as large as $400 MILLION in the city's proposed more then $5 BILLION budget

14th Ward Alderman Ed Burke stated that, "We need to find ways to tighten the belt of the city's budget".

Well, Mayor Daley, I have a plan.

The city needs more revenue. That is a no brainer.

How about legalizing prostitution. That way, you could bring in more revenue by imposing an entertainment tax on it.

You could also require that the ladies would have to obtain business licenses.

That, in and of itself would: Get girls off the street, and bring in two new sources of income for the city.

The 2,000 non-union employees earning more then $75,000 a year would not have to take three unpaid days off.

That way, you would not have to sell off city assets.

The bigger bonus would be that you would not risk everyone's wrath by raising sales taxes.

Mayor Daley, it is so simple ~ why mess with people's jobs? Why raise taxes?

Legalizing prostitution in Illinois, THE RIGHT WAY, would make you a rock star to everyone in the city.

Please feel free to email me if you need any help whatsoever.

Sincerely,

Kelly Shannon

A Really Good Day

2008-07-30T10:16:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was an amazing day. I met a gent who had previously seen a lady who was a popular blogger on Escort Blogs but has since retired.

What a WONDERFUL man!!!!!!!!!

Sometimes, you just "click" with the person and it is an amazing.

It turns out that we grew up in the same neighborhood. We probably passed each other on the street or saw each other in a store and ..... who would have thunk it.

This man really made me feel good about choosing this profession. It's guys like him that make me happy to be a companion.

A Dog's Letter to God

2008-07-29T05:22:00.000-07:00

Dear God:

Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good Dog.

1. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.

2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.

3. The Litter Box is not a cookie jar.

4. The sofa is not a 'face towel'.

5. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff..

6. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.

7. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying 'hello'.

8. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table .

9. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house - not after.

10. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.

11. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch.

12. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.

P.S. Dear God: When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?

'Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened'

The Tale of The Taunting Squirrel

2008-07-28T08:04:00.000-07:00

So, I am taking my dogs for a walk yesterday. They are feeling a whole heck of a log better. I stopped to talk to my neighbor, who I fondly refer to as Mrs. Kravitz (for those of you who don't know who I am talking about ~ Mrs. Kravitz was the nosy neighbor on Bewitched).

Anyway, my puggle LOVES to chase squirrels. He saw this squirrel and started barking. The squirrel had NO FEAR. He did a little tale shake and started running back and forth TAUNTING MY DOG.

My poor puggle was going nuts.

The squirrel then ran almost right up to my dog and then ran away....AGAIN HE WAS TAUNTING MY DOG.

I swear to God the squirrel then did a FLIP and ran up a tree right in front of my dog.

The squirrel was LITERALLY TAUNTING this dog which was almost 10 times bigger then he. I have no idea what this squirrel was up to but it was one of the craziest things I have ever seen in my life.

"The Cab Ride"

2008-07-25T08:48:00.000-07:00

This was sent to me the other day by a client. I think it is important that everyone read this post.

PEOPLE MAY NOT REMEMBER EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID, OR WHAT YOU SAID, ~BUT~ THEY WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER HOW YOU MADE THEM FEEL.

THE CAB RIDE

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. When I arrived at 2:30 am, the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, and then drive away.

But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself.

So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute,' answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.

There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing,' I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.'

'Oh, you're such a good boy,' she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'

'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.

'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.'

I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had worked during World War II as an elevator operator when the men were off at war.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'

We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.

Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous of us and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.

'Nothing,' I said

'You have to make a living,' she answered.

'There are other passengers,' I responded. Then almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?

What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.

We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may
consider a small one.

The Word of the Day is ~ Dogs

2008-07-24T06:19:00.000-07:00

He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.

~Anon~

Since my son has, temporarily moved back in with me, I now once again have two dogs.

My dogs go to daycare. When they came home last week, a little note was tied around their neck saying that a dog came in with Doggie Flu.

If you don't know what Doggie Flu is ~ it's symptoms mimic Kennel Cough. Doggie Flu is an airborne virus and is HIGHLY CONTAGIOUS.

Damn

So my dogs are now going to Grandma and Grandpa's house every day instead of going to daycare.

It is so darn sad. Diesel is coughing so hard, I swear he is turning himself inside out.

They are missing, so bad, their daycare friends, but can't go back until their coughs are gone. HOPEFULLY Monday.

Even my son, who is tough as tough can be, hurts so bad when his dog starts coughing. They are so dependent on us to make them feel better.

The Word of the Day is ~ Words

2008-07-23T07:17:00.000-07:00

The Word of the Day is ~ Words

Better than a thousand hollow words is one word that brings peace.

~Buddha~

With the bad and scary economy, comes slow business for all of us.

It is scary.

What the bad and scary economy and with business being slow ~ everyone needs to work TOGETHER to get through these tough times.

If you have an overflow and can't see a client, send him to another provider ~ even if she isn't your "friend".

If you are going on vacation or don't work weekends ~ send your clients to another provider ~ even if she isn't your "friend".

Most importantly, however, every provider should be your friend right now. Working together ~ as a group ~ we can survive these hard economic times.

There is strength in numbers ~ coming together for the common good ~ these phrases may seem trite, but they are not ~ they are true.

In this scary, economic time ~ we need PEACE in our community.

The Word of the Day is "Aging"

2008-07-22T13:56:00.001-07:00

Aging is not 'lost youth' but a new stage of opportunity and strength.

I hope you enjoy the new pics. I will be posting a new one every day....or you can find the whole series, "Pretty In Pink" on either of my websites:

http://www.kellyshannon.com

http://www.a-sensual-touch.com

The Word of the Day is "Government"

2008-07-21T06:58:00.000-07:00

"The government solution to a problem is usually as bad as the problem."

~Milton Friedman~

Can someone tell me what is going on with all of these female soldiers being hurt or murdered by their boyfriend or spouses?

Then we have the story of a soldier named Joseph Dwyer, who after being deployed to Iraq, who suffered from PTSD and was "huffing" to make his demons go away and ended up dying.

The same problem occurred after Vietnam. In fact I have one client who TO THIS DAY, still suffers from PTSD as a result of being in Vietnam. I have a brother-in-law who is the nicest guy in the world but has many issues as a result of Vietnam.

Not only is this war killing men and women, but the EFFECTS of this war are killing men and women.

This war has, to date, cost $558,128,209,726 ~ and what are we doing for the boys who come back and are dying or killing because we have told them to?

The Word of the Day is "Work"

2008-07-18T07:10:00.000-07:00

"Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy."
~Kahil Gibran~

I was talking to a woman at the blogger party last night about our occupation and people's misconceptions about who we are and what we do.

When the Spitzer case hit the airwaves, legal pundits and news pundits were really talking about "Adult Entertainers" as if we were aliens with three heads. NOT!!!!! The biggest misconception these pundits had were that we don't WORK ~ that we just sit around and wait for the phone to ring.....NOT!!!!!

I put in more hours of "work" in a day because I work from home. I have said this before, and I will say it again, I am my own CEO, CFO and COO. I am my own Marketing Department. I am my own web designer.

Most CEO's, CFO's and COO's have administrative assistants.....I am my own administrative assistant.

Not only that, but on a daily basis I have to stay apprised of what is going on in the world. Why you ask? Because what is going on in the world affects my business.

So, I work. I work damn hard....but guess what love what I do. I love the challenge, I love the people I work with, I love being my own boss.

My greatest joy, is that when everyone says that the economy is kicking the Adult Entertainment Businesses butt, I took the initiative and kicked right back......that, my friends, is work.

The Word of The Day Is Youth

2008-07-17T05:29:00.000-07:00

~ The deepest definition of youth is life as yet untouched by tragedy~

I wish this were true, but in Chicago anyway, approximately 28 children have been killed since June.

This is truly and horribly disturbing.

Our "esteemed" Governor states that Chicago is "out of control". The Governor is offering to send state troopers and the National Guard to fight gang violence.

Hey, I have a great idea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You know all the effort you guys are expending on arresting the adult entertainers in Chicago....HOW ABOUT EXPENDING IT TO FIGHT REAL CRIME.

Who would have thunk??????

Check out this link

2008-07-16T05:40:00.001-07:00

Check out this link

I am unfortunate in that both of my parents are deceased. But, I did send the following like to each of my kids.

This link was sent to me by one of my clients and I actually bookmarked it because it is so beautiful.

Please be sure that you keep your speakers on when you are looking at it.

This is one of the finest emails I've seen in a very long time. It doesn't take long to view it ,everyone should watch and share. Those fortunate enough to have parents still living should appreciate this.

Those who do not, can cherish the fond memories and save it for our children.

Website: http://parentswish.com/site01/big.html

The Word of The Day is Dumb Ass

2008-07-15T10:19:00.000-07:00

Today President Bush said three of the most stupid things I have ever heard:

1. The troubled financial system is basically sound.

Ok, you dumb ass, probably inbred piece of shit. Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac is in real financial trouble and had to be ask the Department of Treasury and the Federal Reserve to get them out of trouble.

2. He said the the "TRADITIONAL" definition of recession is when two quarters in a row of negative growth has not been met.

FUCK TRADITION YOU idiot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We are in a recession.

Finally, President Bush had no idea that gas was up to $4.00 per gallon.

DUMB ASS

Would SOMEBODY OUT THERE PLEASE GIVE BUSH A BLOW JOB SO WE CAN IMPEACH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Weird Sex Laws

2008-07-14T04:59:00.000-07:00

~ No one is allowed to have sex in a parked car, unless the car has drawn curtains ~ Carlsbad, New Mexico

~ It's illegal for a woman to take off her clothes while in front of a man's photo ~ Oxford, Ohio.

~ It is against the law for husbands to to talk dirty during intercourse ~ Willowdale, Oregon.

~ The missionary position is the only sexual position allowed by law ~ Washington, DC. **I wonder if Spitzer knew this law???

~ Women, married or not, husbands about to die or not, are not allowed to have sex with while riding in an ambulance. "In addition to normal charges, the woman's name will be published in the local newspaper. The man does not receive any punishment," courtesy ~ Tremonton, Utah.

~ Giving or receiving head is against the law in 18 states ~ Arizona and Utah.

~ It's against the law to get it on with a truck driver inside a toll booth ~ Harrisonburg, PA.

~ Sticking your dick in a porcupine is illegal ~ Florida.

~ It is against the law for a man to fire a gun while his female partner is having an orgasm ~ Connorsville, Wisconsin.

~ Having bestiality with animals is legal for men, "as long as the animal weighs less than 40 pounds," State of Washington.

~ It is illegal in Utah to marry your first cousin before the age of 65.

~ In Kingsville, Texas there is a law against two pigs having sex on the city's airport property.

~ In Fairbanks, Alaska does not allow moose to have sex on city streets.

Let's Hear It For The Boys

2008-07-03T17:39:00.000-07:00

These are my most 2 favorite men in the whole entire world. Diesel is a Shitzu and one of the most loving gentle souls I have ever known. Then we have the newest man in my life ~ Capone.

Capone is a Puggle ~ a pug and beagle mix. He is a bundle of energy and can actually catch a ball. I think he was a baseball player in a previous life.

The best part of having Capone and Diesel together is that they BOTH sleep with me and I will tell you if you have never slept with two doggies, you don't know what you are missing. It is the best sleep you will ever get in your entire life.

The Word of the Day is Compassion

2008-07-01T17:42:00.000-07:00

Susan Atkins, one of the followers of Charles Manson, asked the Parole Board for compassionate release from prison today. She was denied.

Susan Atkins has brain cancer. Susan Atkins cannot speak. One of her legs has been amputated and her other leg is paralyzed. Susan Atkins wants to die at home with her family.

She has served close to 4 DECADES in prison. She isn't going anywhere. She is not going to kill again.

Susan Atkins did not show "mercy" for the people she killed. But are we duty bound to show no mercy to her. That is just childish. Isn't it time people got over that. What happened to forgiveness? What happened to being better then the person who committed that crime.

Susan Atkins was put in the hospital in March. Since that time, it has cost the taxpayers $1.4 Million Dollars to pay for Susan Atkins treatment and for the prison guards to watch her.

This woman is 60 years old, she was supposed to serve life in prison. She has only two more months to live ~ it scares me that "we" as a society cannot show forgiveness and compassion.

Some may say, "Yeah right, you were never a victim of a violent crime". Yes, I was. My best friend was murdered by a man that I wanted to see behind bars for the rest of his life. But, after 40 years in prison and if he was dying, compassion and forgiveness is what I would expect of myself.

The Word of the Day is ~ Kindness

2008-06-03T06:04:00.001-07:00

~Each small act of kindness reverberates across great distances and spans of time, affecting lives unknown to the one whose generous spirit was the source of the good echo, because kindness is passed on and grows each time it is passed, until simple courtesy becomes an act of selfless courage years later and far away~

Dean Koontz, character of H.R. White in "From the Corner of His Eye"

Do You Speak Greek

2008-05-29T06:31:00.000-07:00

So many people ask me if I speak Greek, I decided to answer them with this:

Quote For The Day

2008-05-28T06:38:00.000-07:00

Judge a man not by his income, but by his outcome.

~Scott Sorrell~

The Word of the Day is ~ Women

2008-05-19T05:50:00.000-07:00

A woman who is convinced that she deserves to accept only the best challenges herself to give the best.
Then she is living phenomenally.

~Maya Angelou~

The Word of the Day is ~ Angels

2008-05-14T06:08:00.000-07:00

"We are like angels with just one wing. We can only fly by embracing each other."

-Anon.

The Word of the Day is ~ Risks

2008-05-09T05:53:00.000-07:00

To laugh is to risk appearing a fool, To weep is to risk appearing sentimental To reach out to another is to risk involvement, To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss To love is to risk not being loved in return, To hope is to risk despair, To try is to risk to failure. But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing is nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live. Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom. Only a person who risks is free.

-Anon.

The Word of the Day is ~ Ability

2008-05-06T05:36:00.001-07:00

~A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.~

-Robert A. Heinlein, Lazarus Long

~My Quest For Quiet ~

2008-05-05T07:27:00.001-07:00

This weekend, I did a lot of home and hearth. Yesterday, I went to Home Depot and bought flowers for my balcony. I then went to Target and found a battery operated candle that is on a timer. It goes on when it starts to get dark and then clicks off 5 hours later.

I hung another plant hanger on my balcony, and next week, I am getting another hanging pot.

During my week off, I made a list of home improvement projects that I want to do.

These "define me".

My "personal" persona is quiet (almost shy), a loner with the exception of my family, and very home and hearth like.

In a job where I am so unlike that, my "down time" defines who I am and keeps me sane.

One of the reasons I am not a social butterfly and tend to shy away from spending my private time with other's in my industry is that my private time is exactly that MY private time.

I LOVE spending time with my family. Why would I want to be with anyone else?

I LOVE nesting. What is better then sitting on your couch with an awesome book and reading? When you read, you are transported to places and are put in situations that nothing else can compare to.

What is better then cooking in your kitchen? You are creating, you are smelling the good smells. That is most definitely life worth living.

I adore crafting. I love hooking rugs, doing needlework projects and painting. What is better then creating and then sharing that creation with others.

My other hobby, now that the weather is better, is biking and hiking. What is better then being surrounded by nature? I adore getting up really early on the weekend and taking my bike to a bike trail or going on a hiking trail?

Being with "me" makes me a much better provider. My mind is clear, my senses are more acute, my libido is recharged. There is no negative energy around me. I am fresh. I am at peace and ready to give and receive. I am ready, in my own quiet and peaceful way to want, desire, nurture, care....

I love Mondays.

The Word of the Day is ~ Honesty

2008-04-21T19:21:00.000-07:00

My mama always told me that I had to EARN what I achieved. I think that if my Mama was still alive, she would also tell me that I would have to earn my escort reviews

I have been made aware of this secret underground review group, wherein girls create email addresses and then review other girls and then finally review themselves, but they didn't earn that review.

I understand that times are tough, but you didn't EARN that review. EARN is the operative word here.

Fake reviews are like cheating or lying. And, with Karma being karma, one of these days, those reviews are gonna come bake and bite you in your butt.

Good, bad or ugly, I am proud to say that I EARNED every single review

Too Cute Guy

2008-04-21T06:11:00.001-07:00

Sunday is my day off. This is not an option ~ even God took one day off.

Yesterday, I am sitting on my balcony and the Kelly Shannon phone rings.

I answered it for one reason. I am attempting to get tickets to the Ellen Degeneres show here in May and I put the Kelly Shannon phone on my application as an alternate phone number.

I answer the phone and this guy asks if he can speak to Kelly. I reply, "This is Kelly."

He asks me if I am working. I reply, "No, I'm sorry, Sunday is my day off."

He replies, "Well, I'm very cute."

I don't give a rats ass if you are Jesus ~ Sunday is my day off.

I don't give a rats ass if you are George Clooney ~ Sunday is my day off.

Ok, well maybe if you were George Clooney :)

Fingernail Poppin Guy

2008-04-18T05:54:00.001-07:00

I had the most wonderful visit from a gent the day-before -yesterday.

Let's just say that this gent was "very" talented.

In fact, he was so talented, that I LITERALLY popped off 3 fingernails, when I inadvertently dug them into his shoulder. Sorry, sweetie.

He emailed me yesterday, and it was so sweet, thanking me for the very good time we had, and telling me that he is going to see me again.

I replied, I hope it is soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love guys who just make my toes curl like that. Ummmmmmmmmmmmm, it just makes me so warm, happy, cozy and fuzzy inside.

Pierced Penis Guy

2008-04-16T06:11:00.001-07:00

OMG ~ So, I had a Sweetest Little Thing Massage yesterday.

This gent was a newbie, and I just LOVE Newbies.

He starts undressing and he is wearing a penis ring. We all know my affinity for Altoids, and it was a comedy of errors before I could get the hang of sucking the Altoids, and not having issues with the ring.

It was so much fun.

Pierced Penis Guy was soooooooooooo very nice. I got an email from him this morning and he wants to see me again.

Whooooo Hoooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I really, really love what I do!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The picture below is NOT of Pierced Penis Guy ~ but an accurate description of the type of piercing he had.

Too Early for Doggie Porn

2008-04-08T06:24:00.000-07:00

7:15 ~ Diesel wakes me up by licking my ear. I am not a "morning person".

7:18 ~ I stagger to the kitchen to make coffee. Ummmmmmm, coffee.

7:22 ~ Coffee done. I pour it into my New Orleans Hookers cup, given to me by a client and I tell Diesel we are going for our walk.

7:25 ~ Diesel's new friend, a puggle, is walking and Diesel and the puggle say hi. The puggle IMMEDIATELY hops on to Diesel and begins humping away.

7:25:03 ~ The puggle's mom profusely apologizes. We agree that it is way too early to watch gay doggie porn.

7:27 ~ Diesel poops.

7:28 ~ Diesel and I are coming into the apartment door and see the puggle and his mom.

7:28:04 ~ The puggle's mom and I agree that I should go in the door and up the elevator first. It is way to early for gay doggie porn.

7:29 ~ I am waiting by the elevator door and Diesel is waiting by the glass doors looking mournfully at his new gay friend. I think he kind of liked the feeling of his new friend humping him.

7:30 ~ I am lamenting the fact that I may have a gay dog.

I See Dead People

2008-02-28T05:10:00.000-08:00

As some people may know, I have two doggies. Diesel and Chewie are so adorable and cute, but I swear to God, they wake me up almost every night with the same behavior.

In the middle of the night, I get woke up by incessant barking and growling. Both dogs are staring straight ahead and barking at "someone" in my apartment ~ but to the human eye, no one is there.

Last night they woke me out of a sound sleep. I tried to quiet them down, then went to the bathroom and WOW ~ both dogs really started going then.

I'm trying to calm them down when something comes to me. I say (to my empty apartment, mind you), "Ok, whoever is here, you have to leave now. You are upsetting my dogs."

Both dogs quieted down and went back to sleep.

Incommunicado Lately

2008-02-27T05:30:00.000-08:00

Ok, guys ~ I have been incommunicado lately and a lot of people have been asking me what's up.

I've had a lot of "stuff" going on in my personal life that just needed to be dealt with. It was not "hobby" related. A friend in my personal life was going through a really bad depression. I tried to help her ~ I got bit in the butt. Note to self: Stop being so nice to people.

Take This ~ NRA

2008-02-15T12:49:00.000-08:00

He was an outstanding student. He was never in trouble. He didn't have a police record. BUT he shot 15 students at Northern Illinois University.

He was, however, on medication. He stopped taking the medication and became erratic and started shooting people.

FIVE young people are dead today.

FIVE young people who were just attending a lecture.

FIVE young people who were preparing for their future.

I hate guns.

GUNS kill people. I don't want to hear the bullshit of "People Kill People". If this kid couldn't get a gun, he would not have been able to kill these FIVE young people.

A proponent of the NRA states that the right to carry arms help keep peace ~ tell that to the parents of the FIVE YOUNG PEOPLE, who were just attending a lecture, who were preparing for their future AND WHO ARE DEAD TODAY.

2008-01-30T07:31:00.000-08:00

I am very agitated because I've had a hard day. There he is laying naked against the pillows waiting for me. The covers are pushed aside and his legs are slightly parted. His cock is standing stiff. The sight of his manhood never ceases to awe me. I see it as a work of art--empowering, shaped perfectly, so endowed for rendering pleasure.

One glance at him and my irritation and my fatigue, all fade away.

Silently, I undress myself while he watches. I don't rush as I take off my jacket. Unzipping my skirt, I drop it. I stand in my under things before him. When I see the satisfied look in his eyes, I continue to remove my bra, my stockings, and finally my panties.
I want nothing between us, nothing to hamper feeling every inch of his body against mine.

I climb on the bed and straddle his thighs on my knees. He reaches for his cock and holds it for me. I use both hands to part my cunt, then position myself above it. I pause, seeing that he is looking at my spread pussy. When he raises his eyes to mine, slowly, I begin to lower myself. As I feel the first brushing of his cock's head against my entrance, my eyelids droop with the satisfaction of our contact. A long-winded sigh escapes me.

I lower myself enough to press my cunt against the crown of his cock. Its thickness covers the entire span. God it feels good. I hesitate momentarily, then push lower. I gasp as the thick head breaks through, but will myself to go slowly. My eyes meet his and I see the same wild urge I'm feeling myself. We smile at each other--a smile of delight, of anticipation.

As I lower myself upon his shaft, he moans right along with me. The walls of my vagina vibrate as, inch by inch, my small cunt stretches to accommodate his powerful cock. The fullness I feel extends to my heart, to my very soul.

I take all of him--so deeply that I'm able to sit without supporting my weight. He takes my hands and laces his fingers through mine. Another brief look and we're ready for pleasure.
As I begin to rock back and forth, I lean toward him. He cups my breasts and take both nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. My drawn out moan crumples the silence and my eyelids flutter from the bliss. We both know I'm too ready, it won't take me long.

Jarred by my body's hunger, I keep my eyes glued to his as I move my hips more urgently, more determinedly. He helps me along by thrusting to my rhythm, giving me longer slides while my cunt squeezes his cock in demand for pleasure. He knows the instant I'm ready to release. His expression turns more possessive and he pinches my nipples harder to take me across the line.

I scream, as suddenly, all my frustrations explode. Abandoning myself, my awareness centers solely on the sensations swirling in my cunt as it grasps, sucks, and devours the long hard tool that's granting me this satisfaction. As the means of my ultimate pleasures, it is an enormous power that it wields over me.

As my orgasm begins to dwindle, he allows me to lower myself into his arms. I latch on to him gratefully while I kiss his neck for further fulfillment.

His own needs impatient now, he suddenly roll us over so that I'm underneath and himn on top. Seeing the hunger in his eyes, I want to tear myself open for him.

As if to punish me for the extent of his needs, he attacks my mouth with a savage kiss. His hot, moist tongue slithers in and rolls around mine, then it sweeps my mouth thoroughly to claim it as his. While he sucks and bites, his appetite and thrusts gradually grow so demanding that when he breaks the kiss, my lips feel swollen and bruised.

Consumed with passion, he squeezes his hands under my ass cheeks and raise me so that he can pound me more deeply. I welcome every thrust, every demand for his manly needs.

He didn't seem to be able to get enough and he slips my legs over his shoulders. Pressing me into a roll, he takes even more. His pounding is almost violent as he repeatedly withdrew to the tip of his cock, then plowed back into me even more forcefully.

Approaching the end, he thrusts faster and faster, as we filled the room breathing and the ring of his balls slapping against my bottom.

I whimper and plead for something I can't even name until with a reverberating growl, he began to fill my cunt.

2008-01-21T07:27:00.000-08:00

Last night, I was hanging out at a bar with some of my friends, and the guys started talking about strip clubs. Of course, some of the women wanted to know what the fascination with strippers was, so the guys suggested we all go to a strip club together so the women in the group could find out.

We had all had a lot to drink, so everybody was game to go.

The women at this club were totally sexy. Perfect breasts, perfect asses, all in high heel shoes and little thongs, and they all want to fuck and be fucked. It's a turn on for anybody.

We stayed there for a long time and kept on drinking. Later in the night, one of the strippers came over to us and asked if any of the women in the group wanted a lap dance. She was so fucking hot. She was Hawaiian, and she was tall and slender but with really full breasts and curvy hips. All of the other women in the group were scared of getting the lap dance, but she was so hot I couldn't resist. So I said yes, and she sat on my lap and danced around and rubbed against me, and she let me feel her breasts. They were so perfect. She finished and gave me the most beautiful kiss I have ever received.

I started to pay her for the lap dance, and she told me not to bother, that is was her treat. But then she said if I wanted to pay her back later, I could take her home and do nasty things to her. By that point, I would have eaten that girl out right there in front of everybody, so I asked her what time she got off and we made plans to meet outside the club.

I could barely drive back to my apartment with her in the car, mostly because she kept putting her fingers into my pussy. By the time we got into my bedroom, we could barely hold it all in. She had showered before she left the club and she smelled like oriental oils. Our clothes were off before I even realized we'd been undressing each other, and I put her breast in my mouth while her fingers went inside me with one hand and to my clit with her other hand. I was so wet you could feel it on the sheets, and I was sure I was about to come, but she told me to wait and pulled her fingers out.

"Do you know what a girl tastes like?" she asked, and she pushed my head toward her shaved little sweet spot. I couldn't even talk anymore. I tasted her and it was like sexual honey. I could have stayed down there all night long, but not long after I started, her moaning got louder and pretty soon she was drenching my face and I could feel her stomach quivering as she came over and over again. I knew exactly what to do to make her hot.

"Your turn now," she said when I was done. And before I knew it her fingers were back in me, with one finger circling my clit, and she was gently biting my nipples. I could barely stand it. I'm sure the scream I let out when I came woke up every neighbor in the building, but I didn't care. It was the most powerful orgasm I ever had, and she knew it.

We fell asleep, and I woke up this morning to the feel of her mouth licking me again down there. The girl was unstoppable! And I've never felt so satisfied.

Me ~ A to Z

2008-01-11T11:23:00.000-08:00

Me: A to Z

A If you were an ANIMAL, what would you be? ~ A Cat. They are sleek, independent and love to purr. If you've been with me ~ you know how much I can purr.

B BOOKS: What's on your reading list? ~ I received 100.00 worth of Amazon Gift Certificates for Christmas. I have about 50 books sitting in my bedroom right now just waiting to be read. I am in heaven.

C COMPULSIVE about anything? ~ I am a compulsive reader. I am a compulsive Sephora and Lush shopper

D DREAMS - Do you ... dream in color? remember your dreams? keep a dream journal? I don't know if I dream in color. I do remember some of my dreams. I don't keep a dream journal.

E EATING - what's your usual snack? ~ All unhealthy. I love Doritos and Cheetos

F A Few of your FAVORITE Things ~ Bath Bombs from Lush., Wine from Wine Direct, Beauty Products and Books.

G GIGGLES! What (or who) makes you laugh? Do you have a good sense of humor? My son, is one of the funniest people I know. I do have a good sense of humor.

H major HOT Button: Stupidity.

I I am ___________ The best bbbj girl in the city of Chicago.

K Also KNOWN As... Aliases? Screen names? A non de plume perhaps? Too many aliases to mention

L I LOVE ... Animals

M How do you feel about MEETING people? Do it all the time? Rarely? Parties or 1-on-1? Look at the occupation I am in. I love meeting people. I do prefer 1-on-1 ~ LOL

N What's the story of your NAME? were you named after anyone? Do you go by a nickname? Any aliases? I was named after 2 saints. My middle name came from a nun (I shit you not) that my mom was friends with.

O OBSERVANT - What's around you right now? What do you see? My desk, my couch and love seat and my brand new television.

P Who are the special PEOPLE in your life? My kids.

Q Any Little QUIRKs About Yourself: I have absolutely no tolerance for abuse of women.

R What do you like to do for RECREATION? Read, crafts, and in the summer ride my bike.

S Do You SING in the Shower? In the car? For your friends? I don't sing in the shower, but I do sing with my ipod.

T What's at the Top of your TO DO list?: Plan the rest of my tour.

U Any UNUSUAL Experiences: I actually had one very creepy experience when I was 6 years old that I still remember to this day.

V VEGAS, Vienna, Venice, Vladivostok... How far have you traveled? What's your favorite City? I've been to the West Coast and East Coast. My most favorite city is VEGAS baby.

W WINTER, Spring, Summer, Fall... What's your favorite season? What makes it special? Summer. There is just so much to do outside.

X EXes - Things You Don't Do Anymore (but did, once (would you, again?)) I don't drink very much anymore.

Y Any secret/deep YEARNINGS? They are way too dirty to mention here.

Z ZERO to ZENITH - Where are you in your life? Still growing? On an upward (or downward) curve? Just skating along? I am most definitely on an upward.

If Only You Could Be Here Again

2008-01-08T07:05:00.000-08:00

You just left and I am thinking that if only you could be here with me again….right now, to feel, taste and breathe you, for you to be deep inside me. I can only fantasize and dream…dream of seducing and making love to you again. I am so erotically hot right now, my panties and inner thighs wet with desire to be with you again. I hunger for you, my mind and body needing you desperately.

I am thinking about the next time, that when we are together again and when I see you I greet you with the biggest, deepest kiss, wrapping my arms so tightly around you to feel safe again. Your hands reaching under my skirt, your fingers gliding through my panties as my body is pulled into yours, feeling your hardness. Unbuttoning your shirt, moving my fingers over your chest as yours have found their way inside my wetness. Whispering softly how bad I have needed you, how much I still want you and to tell you to take me. You pick me up and carry me to my bed. As we embrace, I remove your shirt running my fingers ever so lightly over your back. I feel like a volcano ready to erupt.

Still feeling your hardness against me, you tease me, knowing how much I want you inside of me, When neither of us can wait no more, I slide off your pants, kissing down your chest, licking your nipples following down around your belly button as I taste every delicious inch of your body working my way down to your greatness.

Teasing you now, my tongue slithers like a snake around a pole, from the base to the top. I reach the top, taking in every inch into my mouth, do you feel my mouth wrapped around you ever so tightly, sucking harder and faster. I know that is the way you enjoy it. You tell me you need to be deep inside of me. I move on top…but you want to enter me from behind. I feel you enter me and my hips start to move up and down on you to feel every inch of you. Your hands are between my inner thighs; your fingers are teasing me to an ecstasy beyond words. I feel you thrusting harder and faster, as I tighten around you, whisper in my ear to cum for you. My body begins to get tighter again as I honor your wishes. I want to feel the shot of your hot warmth shooting inside me.

You can tell by my moans of desire I want more, I need more. Slowly you slip out and down, needing to feel "all of you" again. Your hardness glides back in only lower to a world I've never gone before you. I scream with pain but this pain is so pleasurable. My fingers digging into the pillow, your fingers sliding inside of me, watching your stiffness pumping me, you pull my hips into you so I can truly feel "all of you". The heat builds as this burning intense feeling needs to be released. Now becoming so hot, so very wet, my one free hand grips to push your fingers deeper inside of me as I bare down on you, wanting you to come so deep inside me.

As I feel and hear your moans, I know you are close, so I tighten even more bringing my legs together. Burning to explode, my body starts spasming and you feel me contract my walls around you. Back and forth you thrust faster as I meet your pumping hardness with sheer ecstasy, I am so ready to cum, my walls ready to collapse as I want to release the hot lava ready to explode, but I need to feel you, your warmth pulsating through me..."Cum for me baby, fill me deeply with every ounce of your desire".

2008-01-04T07:04:00.000-08:00

I am blindfolded and bound in bed by scarves. Interestingly the blindfold lets in light but only indistinct outlines…I can see and yet not quite, which is almost more tantalizing than complete dark. But that matters not.

He has been gentle and kind in binding me, and when he is through, he caresses my thighs, my belly, and my neck, careful not to touch any sexual areas. The beginning of the torment. I want so to be touched, caressed, fondled.

He traces an outline with his right index finger starting at my lips as he tells me what he so loves about my body ~ from my sweet, luscious pink lips that drive him wild with desire when I kiss or suck him , to my breasts with the tender, pink nipples he gets so hot sucking, to my wet, pussy with the thick, black curls and darker pink lips, to the darkest pink of all: my rosebud. All the while I tremble in aching anticipation.

Lying down on my right side, I feel his breath in my ears. Interminable minutes seem to go by that I realize must only be seconds, when the tip of his tongue grazes my earlobe. It is like an electric shock, and it flashes to my clit. A low moan escapes my lips, and his mouth now covers my ear; enfolded in the wet warmth, his tongue traces every curve and hollow. I can feel my nipples are tight and erect, I can feel my pussy lubricating copiously, I can feel my clit standing stiff and engorged, and he hasn't even touched those tender, yearning, aching places yet.

Suddenly he stops, and kisses my ear. I can feel him smile against it.

Abruptly, he stops. A moment later he kneels on the bed. I see his outline, faintly through the blindfold, and something in his hand.

Bending down, he quickly sucks my left nipple into his mouth. It is so warm, and wet, and that tongue just flicks back and forth and back and forth. I want him to suck the other one NOW, and as if hearing my thoughts he obliges, sucking it in deeply. The cream pouring out of my pussy must be considerable because he leaves quickly and returns with a thick terry towel that he places under my ass before returning to torment my nipples further.

But I soon discover the real torment hasn't begun. "God, you like to have your nipples sucked as much as I like to suck them. I know you're going to love this," he says huskily. And at the word "this," I simultaneously feel something very cold on my left nipple. Ice! It almost hurts it is so cold, and yet…

Just as I am about to say "Please, don't…don't do that anymore!" his warm mouth encloses my stiff, cold nipple, and I am transported to a place I have never been before. He applies the ice, or whatever the frozen thing is to a nipple for 15-20 seconds and then warms it back with his mouth. First one, and then the other, over and over again, until I am sure I am about to go out of my mind.

Somehow amongst all this intense cold, I feel sweat forming under my breasts! I am panting, I realize. It is arousing him considerably because I can feel his stiffness as it touches my leg.
"I can tell you like that. You'll like this even more…and so will I." I know then what is next and I shiver, and not just because of the intense cold.

With the fingers of his left hand, he spreads my labia apart, and engulfs my pussy with his mouth, heating it up with his tongue and mouth. As I begun to moan, he pulls his face away and starts to glide the ice up one labia and down the other. But just for a few seconds at a time. As he tormented my nipples, he now torments my labia, first the inside, then the outside; my clit, my perineum, my thigh creases, alternately with the ice and then the heat of his mouth. My moaning is now mewling cries, and then I feel the ice posed at the opening to my cunt.

As he slowly slides it in I realize in a flash it is a Popsicle! Oh, Christ, the feelings are almost too much to bear! So intense! He chuckles and slips down my blindfold so I can see him.

"Yes, it is a Popsicle. Cherry-flavored," he laughs and pops it into his mouth. "Mmmm…this is my favorite frozen treat. My own version of a Cream-sicle!" he laughs again as he strokes it in and out of his mouth and then back into my frozen cunt-hole.

And all I can do is submit and moan and feel I will pass out from the intense stimulation. Just as I feel I will, he pulls out the Popsicle, and straddles me. My hole has shrunk to virgin dimensions it seems, and he slowly stretches it, grunting and groaning in his effort. "Ah, it feels like I'm fucking you back to life baby. Oh, yes, you're definitely heating up."

In minutes he explodes, his cries echoing my own orgasmic ones just moments before.

2008-01-03T07:01:00.000-08:00

I was not in the mood to work today and I had a full schedule of people to see.

The doorbell rang and I went down to answer it. Walking up the stairs, I could feel his eyes on my ass the whole time. When I stopped at my door, he nearly crashed into me. I gave a little sigh under my breath.

I told him to have a seat and excused myself. He caught my arm and murmured softly, "Bad Day?". I nodded and went into the bathroom.

I came back into the room and said, I really want to apologize to you for being so rude. I'm not having and good day…as I trailed off I sneaked a peek at his very muscular male body…and the definite erection he had.

He interrupted my thoughts by saying, "It's ok, I figured you were in a bad mood.. I didn't take it personally. Pointing to his obvious erection he said, this is definitely your fault.
Well, then, it's only right that I do something about it. I sank to my knees before him. He planted his bare feet more firmly on my floor as I began to work my magic on him. I licked gently around the head of his penis and then began taking him further and further into my mouth, applying just the right amount of suction.

"Oh yeah", he breathed, grasping me gently by the hair. I found myself getting more and more aroused by him. I always loved giving head.

He was really getting into it now, thrusting his hips toward my face and groaning softly.
I was getting wetter by the second and was licking and sucking him with abandon when I suddenly felt myself being pulled to my feet.

He turned me around so I was facing the bed. He pushed me forward so I was bent over it, then yanked my black skirt up to my waist. He pulled down my panties and nylons and spread my legs, then dropped to his knees and began licking my most sensitive areas from behind.

I gasped at the feel of his hot, wet tongue probing me in this way, and instantly began wriggling on the bed, moaning in pleasure.

He tasted my entire slit, exploring all my intimate folds, then began focusing solely on my clit, licking it hard and fast. I felt the orgasm approaching and began moaning in time to the rhythm of his tongue, but he stopped then and stood up, prolonging my agony further. I felt one, then two fingers being inserted into my pussy as he leaned forward over my back and whispered, "You like that?" I was whimpering now, nodding my head.

"Tell me you like it," he urged.

"I like it, I like it, do it harder!" I groaned.

He complied by thrusting his fingers into me deeper and harder, bringing me to the brink of orgasm again.

My legs were spread as far as they could go, which wasn't far considering my panties and hose were still around my ankles, and I began rocking my body back in time to meet his thrusts. I could feel the heat building deep inside as he pumped me hard with his strong hand. But before I could climax, he withdrew his fingers and I was ready to scream with frustration!

His fingers were immediately replaced by his thick, hard cock. He began fucking me hard and fast, just the way I like it, and this time he didn't deny me the pleasure of release. I bit down hard on my knuckle to keep from crying out as the spasms rocked my body. Without giving me time to catch my breath, he withdrew and turned me around to face. In one smooth upward motion, I was lifted onto the bed and maneuvered into a reclined position. My feet over my head, my ankles still bound by satin and nylon. He began rubbing his hardness along my pink wetness, not quite penetrating me yet.

I groaned at his teasing, and begged for more. He entered me slowly, going deeper with each gentle thrust, until he was buried in my soft warmth. "Oh yes, that feels so good . . ." I moaned, and he began pumping harder and faster, reducing my monologue to gasps and urgent moans. I felt another orgasm building, and began chanting, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck me...." my contractions began tightening around him. My moaning and the squeezing of my vaginal muscles were enough to send him over the edge and he came with a few more deep, hard thrusts and a muffled cry of pleasure.

2008-01-02T06:54:00.000-08:00

I went to the home of a client, but when I got there a surprise awaited me.

The house was filled with candles and he had drawn a hot bath full of soothing bath salts for me. He lead me to the bath and slowly removed my clothes while he looked longingly at my body.

I get into the bathtub and soaked in the aromatic scent of the bath salts. The ends of my long hair fell into the water.

He brought me a glass of my favorite wine...how did he know???

While I am soaking he takes my foot in his hand and massages it and kisses it , lingering over it until eventually he moves to the other one. After I've soaked to a silky softness, he pulled me from the bath and wrapped me in a large, thick towel, luxuriously drying me. He lead me to the bed and slowly moisturized my body with lightly scented jasmine lotion. By this point, I'm so relaxed I feel as though I'm floating away into the sky.

"Now you're relaxed enough," he said, and began kissing me, moving his mouth slowly from the curves of my ankles up the inside of my legs, over the roundness of my belly, between my breasts, up and down my arms and finally to my mouth. Gently, he rolled me over. I expect to feel him kissing my back, but instead I feel his hands parting the cheeks of my rear and his hard member probing my anus.

Normally, I would push away, but this time it feels like it might be right. I feel the wetness of a lubricant as he moistens my rosy spot and his hard shaft, and then I feel a sudden spurt of excitement as I feel the resistance of my tight anus give way to the head of his penis.

Gasping with excitement and surprise at the pleasurable sensation, I told him to keep going. He entered into me slowly, as though even he couldn't believe how amazingly good it felt-a tightness unmatched anywhere else, a sense of violation so sweet, a level of trust we've never shared before. He finally pushed all the way in and, before he started moving again, we lay there with him fully penetrating me anally. We enjoyed the feeling of the fullness and the power and the anticipation of what was to come.

He couldn't take the wait any longer, and he began thrusting into me in long slow strokes that eventually get harder and faster. I was feeling some light pain, but it' was the most erotic, best pain you can imagine, and it made me more aroused than I ever knew I could be. I could hear him breathing even faster, knowing that soon I was going to experience the feel of his hot cum in my ass for the first time. I wanted it.

"Come, baby, come!" I screamed, feeling and sharing in his passion and excitement.

Before I could catch my breath again, I felt the hot spurt of him inside me. We were both screaming in simultaneous ecstasy. It's the most amazing feeling I've ever experienced. I felt the hotness of his cum moving through me and his manhood begin to soften inside of me. .I was acutely aware of every movement of his body and mine where they are connected.

Afterwards, we lay panting and recovering in the soft evening light of the bedroom. Waiting until we're well rested enough to try again.

2008-01-01T06:51:00.000-08:00

He slipped the shoulder of my jacket down and began to spread kisses from my shoulder to my neck and finally to my lips. We kissed deeply, letting our hands glide all over each other's bodies. His hand would lightly graze my breast, gently touching my nipple, then fall lower, underneath my skirt. He ran his fingers over my panties, over my wetness, then let his fingers come back up to my shoulders.

I was in pure agony as he did this several times, then finally he slipped a finger inside of me. As he pumped his finger in and out of my hot cunt, he circled my swollen clit with his thumb, my moans only making him go faster and harder.

He rolled me over on the mattress so that I was on my back, and left a trail of kisses down my stomach before plunging his tongue inside of me. He suckled on my clit and flicked his tongue all over my cunt in ways that I'd never felt before.

Finally, I'd had enough, and I pulled him up so that his hard cock was right there to enter me. He teased me at first, just lightly brushing my pussy with it. Then he would slide in an inch or two then pull out again.

Just when I was getting into his act of teasing me, he slammed himself into me balls deep. And as I let out a cry of both pleasure and pain he withdrew and did it again. He continued to pump in and out of me until finally I felt him come hard, both our wetness mixing and leaking on to the mattress.

2007-12-30T06:47:00.000-08:00

Gently, he pulled me over so I was sitting next to him. He put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to his side. I snuggled up close, and again offered no resistance when he cupped my breast and began twisting my nipple, in fact, I moved even closer and rested my head on his shoulder.

For quite some time there was only silence while he touched my chest through my shirt and bra. "What a wonderful touch," I thought, and I felt the gnawing feeling between my legs due to the persistent tit play. He seemed to sense that I was now under his control, and leaned his mouth to my ear and whispered, "Take it out of my pants, now!"

Growing more excited, my shaking hands fumbled with the belt and zipper of his jeans. Finally getting them loose, I slid my hand inside only to discover he wasn’t wearing any under wear! Reaching farther down my fingers encountered the largest cock I had ever felt! My pussy lurched as I wrapped my hand around the massive organ. My breathing became shallow as I tried to fish the monster out of its cotton prison. His penis felt alive in my hand, and I had an overwhelming desire to put it in my mouth, the only problem was that I couldn't get it out! He sensed my frustration; chuckled and reached down to help me.

When it finally came out, I let out a groan at the sheer sight of his organ! Without another word, I dropped my head into his lap and let the head slip into my mouth. Overcome with desire, my head bobbed up and down on the stiff shaft. Every few seconds he would urge me on with the words, "Suck it, suck it!!!" Being only too happy to oblige, I strained to get as much of it into my mouth as possible. It only took a few minutes until he was blowing it into my hot mouth! I moaned when the cum jetted into my throat, and I struggled to swallow it all down. Even after he had cum, I didn’t want to let it out of my mouth. Finally he pulled me away and turned and kissed me full on the mouth, again causing my pussy to throb.

Looking me in the eye, he said, "Lay down on the bed!"

"Let me have your cock again….please," I implored.

Pulling me to my feet, he asked, "Would you do anything to have my cock?"

"Yes, yes, anything," I begged, "just let me have it, please!"

Letting me go I was right at his groin, pulling it out to my eager mouth. This time, he didn't want to cum in my mouth, he wanted it in my pussy.

Pulling me to my feet he ordered me to strip. Lying back on the bed, he watched as I removed all of my clothing.

Seeing the big pecker erect on his stomach, I leaned down and tried to put it back in my mouth, but he just pushed me away and laughed.

"So you want some more of it," he asked, as he took it in his hand and gave it a few quick jerks?

I reached for it again and said, "Please let me have it!"

Shaking his head no, he offered, "Sit on it for a while and I’ll let you suck afterwards!"

I practically leaped on top of him, begging him to stick it in me. Positioning myself just right, the big dick slowly entered my tight little cunt. I lowered my cunt inch by inch until the whole monster was buried deep inside of me. My excitement was now turning into delirium! In my whole life I had never felt so full of cock! My ass rocked back and forth, packing the big pecker deeper into my straining slit. Even though we were hardly even moving, I was wracked with a cunt wrenching orgasm, my pussy convulsing around the big stud that was deep in my vagina. He pulled me down so my nipples rested on his chest. He reached around my back, held me tight, and with one quick motion rolled me over onto my back, leaving him on top of me.

"Now I’m going to show you what a real fuck is," he hissed through clenched teeth!

Slowly at first he moved his penis in and out of my tight vagina, gradually picking up speed until he was literally pounding me into submission! I groaned in ecstasy as my pussy was being ravaged by the massive intruder!

As he fucked me, he whispered into my ear, "You’re mine now, whenever I call, you see me, do you understand me!"

Barely able to speak, I shuddered back, "Whenever you call, I’ll......Oh God," I cried out, "I’m fucking cumming so fucking hard!!!"

His penis was now almost a blur diving in and out of my pussy. Hearing me scream out, sent him over the edge and both of us climaxed like animals in heat! Collapsing on my chest, he struggled to regain his breath, finally rolling off me, both of us panting like over heated dogs.

2007-12-30T06:40:00.000-08:00

Ever since I can remember, I've been of the firm opinion that the key to giving great head lies in a person's attitude, not raw technique.

The first time that I gave head, I certainly didn't have much of a technique. But my enthusiasm and attentiveness to my then-lover's reactions easily made up for my inexperience. I have retained that attitude about giving head over the years, thus giving me the opportunity and motivation to develop my technique. I'm now quite pleased to regard giving great head as one of my many talents.

Yes, really, I love giving head. I love slowly kissing down a man's side, torturing him with the knowledge of what I am going to do with him. I love the feel of his cock in my hand as I slowly lick the head. I love taking his cock into my mouth, rolling my tongue over the head, licking and sucking every inch of it. I love the feel of a man's hand gently resting in my hair and the sound of his breathing as I bring him closer to orgasm. I love making him explode in pleasure in my mouth and swallowing every drop of cum.

For me, giving head isn't my duty as a lover. It isn't about selflessly giving myself to my lover. I don't believe in duty or selfless giving, particularly not in sex.

It is my own selfish pleasure and desire that motivates me. It is my desire for complete control over my lover's pleasure, to be the one to drive him to the heights of sensuous feeling. I want him to ache for the feel of my warm, wet mouth wrapped around his cock.

But I want more than control. Giving head is a way for me to make all my abstract feelings about my lover concrete. I don't just suck his cock; I make love to it. Every pleasure that I give with my lips, my tongue, my hands is the ultimate expression of emotions ranging from pure lust to passion.

This pleasure that I get out of the control and expression aspects of giving head serve a higher purpose, namely a reminder of my nature as a highly sexual creature. It is an acknowledgement to myself that I'm a sexy, sensual person. Knowing that I have the capacity to drive a man wild with the touch of my lips and tongue on his cock gives me an amazing feeling of sexual power. I love it. In order to get this sort of purely selfish pleasure out of giving head, a person has got to already have a sense of their own sexual power and autonomy. A woman must regard herself as a sexual creature. She must be able to freely enjoy the sensuous pleasures of the flesh. She must feel completely in control of her sex life, not driven by obligation to perform sexual acts.

I relish the thought of giving head, particularly to a rock-hard, freshly showered cock. I begin to salivate just at the thought of taking my lover's cock in my mouth, slowly making love to it until the motions of my lips and tongue drive him to explode.

If you like what you read....email me....lets make it happen!!!!!

2007-12-28T06:40:00.000-08:00

Let me be your sweet indulgence

An oatmeal cookie filled with nutty tidbits

Or maybe a frosted orange cupcake

I could be a creamy chocolate milkshake

Or even a tempting apple tart.

The choice is yours: come eat me

I'll be anticipating thy luscious lips

As they close around me in sweet desire

Tasting my goodness with an eager tongue

Oh! What a sweet feeling you give me!

2007-12-27T06:25:00.000-08:00

It was a Saturday night, and I was alone.

A few years ago I would have been frantically calling people trying to find somewhere to go and something to do, but I guess the years changed that. Tonight, especially, the silence and break from humanity was a blessing. After fixing a dinner and cleaning up, I felt a calm take over my body and looked forward to simply being with my thoughts for the evening.

I love my apartment. When I rented it, I said, "The higher the better." I was on the 9th floor - not the penthouse by a long shot, but up high enough where the rest of the world was at a distance. Even though windows surrounded my apartment, the view was not spectacular as my building was surrounded by other buildings, but it still had that "Up On The Roof" feel to it.

I put on a bunch of C.D's, turned all the lights down, lit one candle on the end table next to my favorite place to sit, and poured a glass of Merlot. I undressed and put on a light robe and snuggled into my corner of the couch.

I sat there for a few minutes, lost in my thoughts and the music, sipping leisurely at the wine. I suddenly noticed that in the building across from me, a couple had entered an apartment and turned on all the lights. I had seen her before and knew that she lived there alone. I could not take my eyes off of the two of them. She looked coy and confident. He had a confident appearance, and it looked as though he was very taken with her. As I watched them this Saturday evening, I saw her turn to her "date" and fall into his arms, kissing him deeply. I watched his arms engulf her body. I stared as his hands roamed over her back and caressed her body. I could almost hear the muffled moans and heavy breathing.

I shifted my position.

She broke the kiss and hurried to the windows to pull the shades, but he came up behind her and pressed her against the window. He leaned over to whisper something in her ear. She peered out into the night, seemed satisfied that no one was watching, and nodded. His mouth found her neck. I watched her reach around to bring his hands to her breasts. I knew that she could feel him pressing between the cheeks of her ass. Her breath on the window formed a temporary fog that momentarily blocked my view.

The belt of my robe came loose.

He pulled her back from the window. I saw her mouth open as his hands kneaded her body. They slid down from her breasts to her stomach and disappeared into her slacks. She leaned her head back, and I felt the hot air he breathed into her ear. She placed her hands on his hips and began a slow dance against his body, moving up and down while pushing against him, rubbing what I knew to be a hot and straining cock.

I put the cool glass of wine against my nipple.

His hand moved down inside her pants. I saw the intake of breath and knew that her apartment was filled with the moans that she emitted. He brought his hand up to her mouth and whispered something to her. She took his fingers into her mouth and sucked her own taste from them, closing her eyes. The affect made him close his eyes and savor the feeling of her lips and tongue drawing his fingers in. He slowly removed his wet fingers and allowed them to trail down her chin and massage her throat. Then he began to undress her.

My hand moved down my body as I spread my legs.

He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, softly caressing her breasts through the fabric. Her hands went to the button on her pants and undid it, sliding the zipper down. He pulled the blouse down her shoulders and arms, and I felt her shiver. Her pants fell to the floor. She was wearing a lacy black bra and panties. She stepped out of her slacks, and he turned her around to face him. His hands delicately traced her form - down her arms and over her waist. His fingers pulled the top of her bra down, and he bent down to taste her nipple. It looked as though her legs lost their strength because she grabbed him to steady herself. His hands reached around and unfastened her bra, and it fell to the floor.

I was so wet.

He held her tightly as his mouth kissed and sucked and pulled on her breasts. I could see her chest expanding and contracting with her hard breathing and her mouth moving as I guessed she told him how good it felt. He slowly lowered himself to the floor in front of her and slid her panties down her legs slowly. Her hands grabbed his head and pulled him into her. I could feel his tongue darting out to taste her. I could feel his five o'clock shadow grazing her skin.

I let my fingers play over my body.

I watched his head move into her as he licked her. I saw his hands move up behind her and his fingers dig into her cheeks, pulling her hard against his mouth. Her own hands moved up to cup her breasts and pinch her nipples. As I watched, I saw her breathing increase in speed and intensity. I knew she was reaching orgasm.

I set my drink down and spread my legs further, feeling between my lips.

Her hands gripped his shoulders as she came hard. He continued to lick her during her spasms until she backed away from him and pulled him up from the floor. They both struggled with his clothes. When he was free of them, he took her by the shoulders and backed her up against the wall.

My fingers slid in and out of me, brushing my clit with each stroke.

He pushed her against the wall. He forced her legs apart and brought both of her wrists up over her head, pinning them against the wall. With his other hand, I knew that he grasped his cock to enter her. I saw him move quickly and deeply into her. Moving faster. I felt the ecstasy she must have been feeling. I watched him move in and out of her - slowly at first, then faster and faster. I could feel her body being pushed against the wall. I felt the restraint on her wrists.

An orgasm rose within me.

Maybe she hurt, but I knew that she loved it as he shoved himself into her. He suddenly dropped her wrists and grabbed her shoulders. He moved hard and fast... I knew he had lost himself in his passion. She grabbed him and clawed his back. He froze against her, and I knew he had exploded inside her.

I closed my eyes and moaned.

When I opened my eyes, the two of them had collapsed to the floor, their bodies entwined. I waited until my breathing had returned to normal, then reached over, blew out the candle, and sat in total darkness with the strains of soft, romantic music in my ears.

2007-12-20T06:21:00.000-08:00

When he came in, we immediately embraced and started kissing and groping each other He grabbed my ass and I began stroking his hard cock through his pants. We discussed sex ideas and decided we were going to have oral sex and just oral sex.

We undressed and he was going to start by getting me off ~ but I pushed him back on the bed. His cock was straight up in the air as I crawled over to it and took it in my hand. I started stroking it up and down ~ I was stroking the full length of his shaft. I stroked him hard and fast and then started licking the tip of his dick.

I licked it as thought it were an iced cream cone, then put it in my mouth and swallowed. I took his whole cock and gave him some great deep throat action. He held my head in place and I sucked it up and down. My head was bobbing back and forth. As I sucked his cock, I looked up and smiled.

"Oh yeah baby that feels so good", he moaned as his cock became even more hard and erect in my mouth. I could feel that he was going to come and he began fucking my mouth with his cock. I sucked even harder and faster. Suddenly he pulled out and came all over my tits, face and hair.

He then laid me on the bed, opened my legs and buried his face between them. His mouth and tongue were working all of my sensitive parts. He grabbed my breast and started playing with my nipples.

He took a vibrator from my drawer and put it inside me. He kept putting it deeper and deeper. As I started to scream that I was going to come, he removed the vibrator and started working on me with that talented tongue again. I screamed hard as he licked me clean.

2007-12-20T06:17:00.000-08:00

I was to be the main entertainer at a bachelor party.

There were only three guys there ~ what could happen?

I arrived and they offered me a glass of wine. Since I hadn't eaten all day, the wine immediately went to my head. These men were very muscular. One in particular was a bit scruffy and older than I, but this older man's appeal was undeniable.

I was feeling heady and began fantasizing about each of these men and what it would be like to be with them. We began to taking off our clothes and I started kissing each of them. One leaned over and started kissing me and soon I felt another pair of hands on me and realized that the second man was caressing me from behind.

Before long I felt the third man's tongue in my ear. Each of them took me several times, and sometimes one of them took me from the front while the other one took me from behind and the third one watched.

We went all night, and as the sun rose, I felt both pain and satisfaction. I spent the whole next day craving the feel of those three men all at once.

2007-12-20T06:04:00.000-08:00

I had anticipated seeing this gentleman.

His letters to me were exciting. I met him at the door. "Kelly", he said as he walked into the room, "This is going to be my first time with an escort.

All his pent-up sexuality was boiling over the top. Even as the words were coming out of his mouth, he had pushed me up against the wall and was roughly fondling my breasts through my bra. He bruised my lips with his impassioned kisses.

"I can't even make it to the bed," he panted, as he pulled me down onto the floor with him. And suddenly, I realized I wanted it just as much as he did.

I was tearing his clothes and my mouth found its way to his manhood. There was such need and want and power. He was harder than I'd ever seen or felt anyone before. And by this point he was begging me to let him inside me. In the tussling, we'd gotten my clothes off, but I still had on my lacy, white lingerie. I laid on top of him as I slid the panties off. He tried to roll over on top of me, but I said, "No, just because it's our first time together it doesn't mean I don't want to be on top. I want to see your face when you cum. Let's do this my way." And his face told me he couldn't take much more waiting, so I grabbed him in my hand and slid down on top of his pulsing shaft.

Of course, we were in the heat of passion, so there was no slow ride to the top. Almost instantly we were grinding full force and going as hard and fast as we could. We were both screaming out. I was sure the people next door could hear us. He exploded inside me. It was the most intense thing I'd ever felt, or so I thought. But then he said, "You didn't get to finish all the way, darling. Let me take you further."

As I lay there on the floor, he went across the room and got the chilled bottle of champagne that I had waiting for us. First he rolled the smooth, cold bottle over my clitoris, driving me wild with anticipation. Then he popped the top off the bottle and poured the champagne all over me. I started shivering with chills until he laid his hot mouth on my sweet spot and breathed onto me.

Before I knew it, his tongue was going mad as he licked the champagne off of me. And he did take me further. All the way to the big O. And again and again. By the time we were finished, we were so tired all we could do was lay on the floor touching each other.

A Wonderful Experience

2007-12-17T06:46:00.000-08:00

He came to visit me and told me he needed a shower. I asked him if I could join him. I was such a good girl as we were in the shower, but, as we started to towel each other off, we stopped several times to embrace. Passion was building in both of us. I ran my hand along the stiffening shaft of his cock.

"I see someone's ready", I said as I grabbed his nearly erect cock and playfully led him towards the bedroom.

I sat him down at the edge of the bed, and with a little push, he flopped onto his back. I knelt between his legs and began to lick the shaft of his hard, erect cock. My tongue moved to the flared knob and began to swirl around the sensitive ridge. Stopping to lick quickly at the "v" shaped groove at the bottom. The groans I was eliciting from him urged me on. I licked down his veined shaft to his loosely hanging balls, sucking each one individually into my mouth. With one hand stroking his shaft and knob, I used my free hand to lift his bag and the underside down to the sensitive area of shin between his balls. The slight musky, heady, aroma filed my nostrils.

I love the smell of a man.

My tongue roamed back to the velvety knob and her tongue swirled the tip. The oozing pre cum at the slit told me he was too aroused for further stimulation, and I ran my tongue up the length of his belly to his nipples. I nipped and nibbled at each one, his returning sighs urging me.

He slid full length onto the bed as I continued to follow and nibble on his nipples. I then began to run my tongue back down his belly. Turning, I lifted my leg across his chest to straddle him. I positioned my moist, fully aroused pussy directly in his face, to receive the attention I desired.

He obliged by beginning to lick the full length of my pussy. I arched my back and pressed my now sodden pussy directly toward his exploring tongue. I moaned softly as his tongue moved across my outer lips.

His relentless tongue, delving deep into me, then flicking between the outer folds of my aroused pussy, was intensifying my arousal. I felt an intense orgasm welling deep in my core, as I ground against him, directing his licking to the most intensely sensitive areas of my pussy. I felt the delicious pressure of his lubricated thumb, pressing against my anus, and with a slight push it entered my tight puckered hole. The sensation of a finger in my ass drove me over the edge, and my orgasmic contractions began. He gently licked the hood of my retracted clit as the pulsations began to subside. As the contractions of my anus on his thumb ebbed, with a slow deliberate movement, he slowly pulled it from me. I wilted on top of him and my ass rested on his chest.

I'm All Yours

2007-12-13T06:24:00.000-08:00

I'm all yours tonight.

Pleasure me in every way you can possibly think of.

Pleasure

2007-12-11T06:06:00.000-08:00

Tiny streams of water flow over my body.

I feel your hands and follow them, feeling them drape over my sensual breasts.

I pause and sense your hardness growing, pushing lightly inside me.

Steam rises, filling the room with anticipation.

I gaze into your eyes, I grasp you tightly and urge your swelling cock.

The water's warmth penetrates our skin helping build our erotic tensions.

Our tongues dance and we ascend upwards towards our destiny; you reach slowly further down between my legs.

You reach slowly, further down between my legs. You feel for my swollen folds and return our moistened hand to your lips.

You toss your head back in pure extacy and my heavenly scents fill your mind.

We smile and we shall quench our thirsts in worlds of endless pleasure.

2007-12-10T07:30:00.000-08:00

I locked the door as he sighed with relief. He had told me that he had a 10-hour day and several cans of Coke. He was aching with tension.

"Now kiss me", he said.

My mouth enveloped his as I was unbuttoning my shirt.

He pulled away from me and said, "Let me shut off the lights. How would it look if those people in the apartment building across the street saw us?

"They'd be jealous," I said, "especially if they knew all the nasty things I'd been planning, waiting for you to show up in those sexy black slacks, wanting that granite dick - "

Off came the lights.

My barbarous kiss equaled the urgency of my hands, as I jerked off his shirt, and unzipped his jeans. I cupped his balls before circling my fingers around his incipient erection.

Guiding his hand under my black skirt, I pressed his hand against my wet undies. His other hand gently massaged my roused nipples.

I ground myself against his hand. "Finger fuck me." I breathed hotly into his ear as I nibbled at his ears and neck.

Sliding his hand into my soaking pussy, he alternated between flirting with my clit and fucking me with three fingers.

I groaned animalistic, pumping my thighs more vigorously. My hands, one pinching, flicking his nipples, the other stroking his raging erection, drove him over the precipice.

He came, staining my shirt, neck and face with his seed and tension.

Withdrawing his fingers from my pussy, I gasped.

"Now look what you've done. My shirt is stained. If I take it off, promise not to take advantage of me?"

An apology was forming on his lips when I kissed him; tasting himself, he smiled as he resumed the former pace of his finger fuck.

I softly pushed his face towards my belly.

Without speaking, he unzipped my skirt while I took off my shirt and bra.

"Lick my outer lips. I love it when you do that.

I bucked as he gently, then roughly, traced my labia with his tongue. Crazed with slow-mounting ecstasy my fingers raked his dark unruly curls.

His fingers stroked the flesh around my thighs, belly and breasts. When he licked that spot he knew I loved . . . my hisses became full-fledged groans.

I came several minutes later.

Who Are You?

2007-12-10T07:02:00.000-08:00

You are a professional with many responsibilities and an image to maintain and you seek a strong, intelligent creative woman to build a fantasy world of words and sounds around you for a delicious, luxurious span of time, a sensual, creative fantasy landscape in which you can loose yourself, escape the day, release the stresses that make your muscles tense, your mind race.

Are you looking for a Courtesan, a girlfriend, a dirty girl? Perhaps you are not sure what you seek ~ but would love to find a woman who can offer you a buffet of arousing erotic choices.

You seek a parter in exploration. You seek a strong, wise and knowledgeable lover, a temptress to entice, to guide you through the dark corners, the back alleys, the secret rooms and deep recesses of this irresistible land of fantasy.

I want to accompany you on this journey of erotic fantasy. I am intelligent and creative, superior yet approachable. I use words, hands and imagination to release the tension from your body and mind. I am an exotic adviser, confidant and experienced in the art of physical and mental sexual arousal and fulfillment.

2007-12-09T06:11:00.000-08:00

I am lying here thinking about you and this intense hunger for you is in my loins.

I imaging you and I together in a room somewhere where we can't get enough of each other. I let my hands caress your face as you suck on my breasts. The feeling is wonderful ~ I touch your body and I feel you trembling with passion. I can't get enough of you.

You move to my wet, throbbing, aching cunt and you suck my clit with deep urgency. I am going fucking crazy. I get that feeling again in my toes and it's coming up my body ~ but I'm not ready to cum yet.

I pull you up from between my crotch and I kiss your mouth and then gently move down your body. I gently kiss your nipples and suck on them for a while. I kiss your chest and move down to your loins where I gently put your hard cock in my mouth. I hear you moan as I suck your dick. You moan as I suck on your balls. I swallow your juices because I want to keep everything for myself.

You are so fucking sweet, I'm going crack for you. I put my foot on your shoulder and beg you to fuck me hard. I need you so badly, and from somewhere deep in the recesses of my mind, I hear you groan, and I know I am going to have your sweet cum inside me. I beg you to cum in my and your body tightens and this wonderous feeling comes over me ~ I am cumming.

I feel the emotions coming through me ~ O God you are just so fucking hot.

We are spent and we snuggle up together and I smile and kiss you. I turn over and drift off into sleep land with a contented smile on my face.

My Needs

2007-12-08T06:20:00.000-08:00

Many people ask me what I need, want and crave. That is a tough question and I am an unsettled, yearning, sensual and intelligent woman.

My needs change day-to-day. But I shall try my best to answer this question honestly.

When I was just a sweet, innocent girl, I spent hours dreaming of my perfect Prince Charming on his magnificent white steed, carrying me off through cotton candy skies up to "Happily-Every-After-Land", where a wondrous ice castle in the clouds awaited my delighted pleasure, so priceless and precious this dream. Purity, virtue, love at first sight, all are ethics of youth. My, how naive and simple I was to dream like this.

Well into years of sophistication and enlightenment, these schoolgirl fantasies fossilized. Innocence is no longer a luxury, but a tangibility, collecting mold in some second hand rose store, Today, my ripened erotic intellect craves succulent sensual equality.

Prince Charming's dashing influence is now one dimensional compared to the whole essence of a totally captivating man, who is 3-D in vivid living color; a devilish find as rare as an enticing blue moon. These carnal journeys he, my sensualist and I, his equal, will lavish together in perfect heavenly bliss, project a kaleidoscope of emotions and desires that my pigtailed, peppermint candied, eyelet laced, puppy love fancies never accomplished or imagined, even in my wildest dreams.

This type of romance or meeting of our erotic auras is what I am craving, what I need and what will make me happy. I believe that YOU could qualify for the role of my spiritual, emotional and physical soul mate. YOU possess these talents that I mentioned above. I would like to embark upon a sensual pleasure-seeking voyage with YOU.

Come, do not be frightened.

Let us begin.