TMI TUESDAY - Sex and Romance

This week’s TMI Tuesday is about sex and romance. Who doesn’t enjoy a little romance or the art of seduction before engaging in sex? Often times the prelude is better than the actual ‘event’.

1. You are sitting alone in a restaurant because your lunch date is late. Do you:
a) Throw something and then make out with the waiter.
b) Check to make sure he or she didn’t get into an accident, then wait patiently for two hours and use the time to compose a love song or poem.
c) Send a nasty text followed up by a voice mail telling him/her that “romance is dead and so are you!”
d) Wait for 20 minutes, and then text-message a pal to join you for lunch.

Interesting question. Depends, if this is a first date, a blind date, I choose D. Why waste a lovely opportunity since I am already all prepped for a night out. However if this is a steady date, someone I have been seeing constantly or regularly,  I would try B, but I would not wait patiently and scribble some romantic boohoos. I just want to make sure he is fine and in one piece, then choose D, for practical reasons.

2. What’s more important, a romantic relationship or your career?

Career or romantic relationship? Neither lasts a lifetime. At the moment, and I prefer to answer in the here and now, I have a good career, and I would love to have a romantic relationship. And if push comes to shove, I will choose the romance any given time!

3. You love to role play in the bedroom, which one of these is more likely to be your kink?
a. Doctor and the naughty nurse
b. You’re the gardener, I’m the hoe
c. Persnickety principal and the wayward pupil that needs a spanking
d. Me Tarzan, you Jane
e. Scattered-brain boss and the seductive secretary

I love playing doctor and naughty "patient". Not the night Nurse, that is way too common a role play. I would rather be either the doctor and you are the patient that needs a good probing. 

4. When you want sex, who tends to make the first move?
a. Me! I like to go for what I want.
b. It varies. Sometimes my partner/significant other/date or sometimes me.
c. Oh definitely the other person. Even if I want it, I’m not about to admit such a thing.
d. I drop subtle hints hoping he/she will pick up on it.

A and B. When I want it, I don't wait to drop hints and for him to get it. I can be subtle but subtlety has its use. Most times, I go for what I want.

5. When it comes to lovemaking, select the answer that best describes you/your attitudes
a. vanilla – meets society’s middle of the road standards
b. adventurous
c. kinky
d. trisexual – I will try anything once, twice if I like it, three times to make sure.  –Mae West

I am teetering between b and c. But I dare say, Mae West is spot on.

6. You want to seduce that sexy someone, what is the sweet-nothing that you’ll whisper in his/her ear?

Does it have to be a whisper? Fine, I will follow the instructions. I will blow in his ear and whisper, "I know you want it because I can feel myself ready."

Bonus: What’s your idea of a romantic getaway?

Five whole days in an island with white sands, clear waters, a lovely cottage, 24/7 housekeeping, full Spa facilities, sinful cuisine, wine and chocolates, and non-stop sex and romance till our spines squeak.

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PAIN. Based on a True Story

Maricela sobbed hysterically. Her face twisted,wrought with agony. She looked up to see Rafael's face, trying her best to catch his eyes. He was looking away. Far away.
"I beg you mi amor, por favor, answer my question. Do you love her?" her voice was shaky and cracked.
"I don't know. I swear to God, I don't know how I feel." Rafael replied solemnly.

Rafael and Maricela have been married for almost 12 years and they have been blessed with three kids, 2 boys and a girl in between. Marriage can be called a little too early for both of them, but she was pregnant and they mutually decided to tidy things up in their life. The family life has been peaceful and happy. They have their usual spats and trials like most married couples. except until the last few months.


Maricela just knew there was something wrong, not right. Something in her gut gave her acid reflux each time she noticed little and slight things that made her feel that Rafael had become distant, detached, less caring and attentive.


He had always been a quiet, reserved man of few words. Hard-working. Simple. Maricela also knew of his dark, passionate side. Over extended work hours for Rafael were rare, but lately, have become always. At home, he would close the door to his study, a unique thing he had never done, and this is where he tinkered on his laptop until the wee hours of the morning.
The sex had become more and more infrequent. However, it has been that way for several years. The last 2 or 3 times they had sex, he was savage, almost brutal and lustful like a beast. Maricela knew he was different.

It felt magnificent, except Maricela knew in her core he was fucking someone else. Her body just happened to be available for the taking. She recalls the last time, she tried her best to be a whore in bed for him to reciprocate the wild sex. 


But then he started moaning. She heard it. It was very faint, softer than a whisper, but he had said a name. Right in the middle of her multiple orgasms her tears flowed and she tried her best to choke back her whimpers. Maricela stared at her husband's face. He was in orgasmic ecstasy. His head thrown back, his eyes rolled up, his whole body shaking and profusely sweaty, he was biting on his lower lip. Then somehow his soul escaped. He mumbled a girl's name. Maricela felt her heart stabbed a hundred times with a jagged knife. As he rolled to his side, he turned his back on her and started snoring. Maricela was wide awake, she stared at the ceiling while her tears gushed uncontrollably.


She needed to know. She had to.
On that fateful, horrible night, Maricela crept stealthily into the study where he worked. He had headphones on and he never even noticed her presence. He was chatting with someone. She was appalled to see her husband playing with himself. He was saying things that made all the hairs in her body rise. He kept calling out her name, professing his love, lusting about her.

She stood frozen behind him in the dark. When she could no longer take it, she sat on the floor, covered her ears and quietly sobbed.


Maricela decided to confront him about that night and what she saw and heard. Rafael went crazy angry that she swore he was about to hit her.


She however has decided she will never give up her husband. He can lie. He can cheat. He can fuck "her" in bed or fuck her in his head. It doesn't matter. He comes home to her and their kids. She knows herself enough that she can live with the pain of another woman in his life, but she can not live with the pain of losing him in hers.

TMI Tuesday - 14 February 2012

Whether you celebrate Valentine's Day or think it is a consumer oriented, manipulative and shallow interpretation of romance, just have yourself some fun by answering this weeks's TMI Tuesday questions.


1.  Cupid is the god of desire, affection and erotic desire. As the myth goes, a person shot by cupid's arrow is filled with uncontrollable desire. On your behalf, who would you like cupid to shoot?

Do I really need to say more? Yes, that's Johnny Depp.


2.   Earlier in the evening, you had dinner at the Fook Yue Chinese restaurant. You are feeling quite amorous. You open a fortune cookie in the bedroom. 
Three fortunes appear: 

• "Your patience will be rewarded." What would you like that reward to be?

30 minutes of foreplay.

• "Try something new." What is the something new you want to try?

I would not mind being shared by my current squeeze and his hot best bud. I am feeling amorous and generous. (wink!) And maybe some kind of sweet bondage when I am not allowed to reciprocate but just take it all in. 

• "'tis better to give than to receive." What would you like to give?

30 minutes of the best oral sex that will make him forget his grandmother's name.

3.  If you were to write a special Valentine message (e.g. card/letter) what is that message?

You don't have to wait for the next Valentine's Day to get all the loving I can give you.

4.  Are you doing something special on valentine's day or is it just another day?

Did you say doing?

I was thinking of him. But then again, he crossed my mind too.

Otherwise, it is just one of those regular days for me with the possibility of getting it hot and steamy depending on how the wind blows.

5.  You must give chocolate to your secret Valentine on Valentine's Day. The chocolate is in the shape of your what?

I wonder how he will think of vajpops?

BONUS:  you can make your own Valentine Candy. Go to this link.  (Create your candy and post your generated candy on your Blog)

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TMI Tuesday - Let's Go To Bed

TMI TUESDAY this week was submitted by Undercover Metamorphosis.  Thank you.  Show her some love, stop by her page and say hello!

1.  A friend is coming to have sex. There are 3 twin beds and an air mattress in the room.  what do you do? (choose one)

• Have sex where ever we land first? who needs a bed?
• Have sex on a single twin mattress
• Have sex on an air mattress?
• Or (tell us your solution?) 

I don't know why you are asking me for a solution? I don't honestly see the problem. Whatever is available will be fully utilized. This will include the walls, the kitchen table, the bathroom, the tub.  Do you suppose I have to stick with only one location? It is highly unlikely.

No problem, no need for a solution.

2.  What is the oddest thing you have in your bedroom that someone would be surprised to find? Why is it there?

Hmmm interesting question. My bedroom would have a huge altar and a crucifix. And they are prized antiques. Heirlooms from my ancestors. I can move flats but one of these items will always go with me. It's part of the family tradition. It has never stopped anyone before to do anything in my room. At least not me. (wink)

3.  What are your favorite sheets?

• Flannel
• Cotton I love cotton sheets, clean, crisp and fresh
• T-shirt cotton (jersey)
• Satin Used for very important occasions and house guests (my guest) 

4.  Do you sleep with sheets tucked in or out? Why?

I generally start with the sheets properly tucked in. I said generally. But this will likely end up all over by the morning as I am quite a bed mate. I kick the sheets off somehow and the pillows beside me can be all over the place. Except for the pillow on my head.

5.  What is your usual bedtime? Why?

• 8-10 pm
• 10 - 12 mn
• 12 mn - 4 am
• whenever my eyes won't stay open any longer Honest to goodness answer. It really all depends on the day of the week and the schedules I make. One word best describes it, totally unpredictable and off schedule.

6.  Do you sleep with closet doors shut or open? Bedroom door shut or open? Any particular reason why?

I will have to attribute the habit of checking and rechecking if my closet and bedroom door is shut from the ghost tales my Nanny used to tell me about. I know, I am such a loser. But to this date, it completely spooks me if the closet door is ajar and the bedroom door is half-open. Everything should be shut and tight. I don't like to give the bogey man an easy time to get me.

7.  Have you ever broken a bed or other furniture during sex?

Well, once, a bedside lamp.  Would a framed painting count? Okay, so twice.

8.  What's your favorite type of bed for sex?

If you have ever been to any of the Four Seasons Hotel, their Queen bed is total heaven. soft and fluffy and ooh la lah, just feels so good to lie naked all the time.

9.  What do you sleep in?

• Lingerie
• Underwear
• Day clothes
• T-shirt
• Nothing

I am a lingerie girl, but more the cotton teddy type. Or a tank top and boy briefs.

I am not the silk or lacy lingerie sleepwear type, if I want to sleep. 

If the question had been, what do you wear to bed when I am with someone, then I'll give a different answer. Nothing.

Morning after, I love to wear his shirt.

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RESTRAINTS

MIGUEL.
"Good god, her intoxicating beauty just weakens me. She sits there at her favorite table here in the Coffee Shop, reading the papers, stirring her coffee and taking a sip slowly.  Damn it, everything she does exudes such sensuality. I wonder how the mug feels when it touches her lips. Here I am, seated 3 tables away, choking on my lust, desiring her. I want to touch her lush brown hair with subtle curls on its ends; caress that glowing bronze, velvety skin; trace my fingers down her neck; bury my face in those full breasts; spread those long shapely legs and thrust my cock deep inside her and fuck her till I am completely drained. I want her so bad it is practically driving me insane."


Miguel shifts on his seat subtly adjusting his crotch as his hard on was making him uneasy. Absent-mindedly, he stroked the silver band on his right ring finger. He sighs, deeply, almost mournfully.
It's been close to two months when Miguel first laid eyes on Kamilla at the Coffee Shop. He was drawn to her the instant he laid eyes on her. She was leaving the shop and was using her back to open the door, given the armful of things she carried with a take-away coffee paper cup. He held the door for her as he was going inside. She smiled at him, warmly and to what sounded to him like a whiskey soda voice, she said "Thank you", then turned and walked briskly away. He caught a whiff of her scent. Fresh, sweet with a little hint of musk. He could hardly breath with the speed of his heart's beating. Since that day, Miguel had stealthily stalked Kamilla. He researched just about everything he could find out about her and has not missed a single day to be at the Coffee shop whenever she is. Several times their eyes would meet. He noticed that slight smile in those captivating pale auburn eyes. One late afternoon she had smiled broadly at him, almost a grin. She dropped her fork and in an instant, Miguel handed her a fresh replacement.
Miguel knows he is treading on very risky grounds. He is very much married and has two young sons. But not unlike all addictions, he couldn't help himself. His mind is filled with images of Kamilla. He makes love to her in his fantasies. Even on occasions he dutifully fucks his wife, he thinks of her and groans her name in his mind. A full-grown adult, he has started habitually jerking off, sometimes twice a day; imagining her nakedness while he feasts on her body.
Once Kamilla strutted into the shop wearing a really short and tight skirt. Miguel strategically chose a table across hers. She seemed too casual and relaxed, confident that her legs were tucked under the table she was sitting with her legs apart. Miguel peeked and nearly choked on his own breath when he saw clearly her pink and bald pussy; commando. His dick jumped in excitement but his erection was now full he rushed out to jerk off in his car like a sexually preoccupied 14 year old boy.  It was torture for him. He can smell her in his waking hours, taste her juices while he works, feel the heat from her soft walls as he drives home. Miguel is aware he is losing it but he allowed himself to wallow in his obsession,
Today Miguel resolved to act. Now would be the best time or never. He moved deliberately to her table. She looked up at him, her lips moist and half-open. It took him all his conscious will to stop himself from ravaging her and ramming his cock inside her sexy mouth that very moment. She smiles. Miguel decided to throw all his restraints.

KAMILLA.
"Exactly how long will it take this delicious man to actually make a move on me? It's not like I am stupid not be aware that he has been following me  like a lost dog for several weeks now. But good lord, look at those hands and arms, they look so strong and tough. Those drop-dead deep set eyes, magnificent jaw line, it's a perfect match to his long thighs that extends from that tight butt. And does he know his crotch is always bulging? His jeans seem to be unable to contain his cock. Hmm... boxers, sexy. Damn, I have played with myself too many times imagining that hard dick inside me, it would kill me not to have it for real. Oh my God, is this real? He is finally coming over to my table? Alright, easy now Kamilla, don't drop to your knees to unzip him and suck on his dick. Relax. Breathe. Smile."


Kamilla has frequented hanging out alone in the Coffee Shop since she and her long-time beau Paolo have mutually agreed that their relationship was pointless.  It has not been easy for her since she worked hard to do whatever it took to keep it going. Eventually she accepted her efforts were futile. In one of those dreary, "alone" days she saw him! Architect Miguel Lobregat. 
Kamilla was a gawky 11 year old girl in braces when she fell madly infatuated with this gorgeous soccer player from her brother's University. Miguel was 19 then, a senior jock, he had all the young  girls swooning and worshipping the ground he walked on. Kamilla was part of the groupies. Over the years, she had outgrown this crush until that fateful day. And he opened the door for her! 
Kamilla saw that Miguel has become more manly and sinfully sexier when he aged. She recalls having heard that very soon after college that he had married and must have young kids by now. However, she has totally relapsed back into her pubescent fantasies and has begun constantly day and night dreaming of becoming his lover. By some sordid twist of fate, why would she see him again and again? And each time she was in the Coffee Shop, he managed to be there too. Miguel has become a fixture in Kamilla's mind. 
Once, feeling naughty, she decided to test him and give him a cock tease. She wore this awfully short skirt, commando all the way and wilfully flashed him. She knew he was looking but it must have too upfront because he scurried away. She decided to play it sweet and demure.  One boring weekend, she relented to peer pressure and finally went out on a date. While she and her date started making out, she unconsciously started moaning Miguel's name. The date ended quickly, after all the guy's name was Joseph.
On her way to the Coffee Shop today, Kamilla planned to initiate some small talk with Miguel. She toyed with the idea on building on her brother's link and being a soccer fan. She's just had too many bath tub soaks each night playing with herself and calling out his name. She visualized his tongue playing on her clit, licking her tits, feeling his length and hardness inside her, being wrapped in his arm, resting her head on that wide, solid chest. She is fully aware that to desire someone this badly and do something about it under the circumstances would mean crossing a line. But the possibility and the idea increases her carnal need for this man she had grown up fantasizing about. How else does one logically explain when each time she thinks of him she gets herself soaking wet? Kamilla resolves not to allow herself to be held back by anything. Absolutely no restraints.

Am Back With TMI - Late But Worthy Cocks!

All about the wedding tackle, twig and berries, pole, fire hose, skin flute, dipstick, meat thermometer or what we all know as the penis.

Now how in the world can I refuse such a favorite subject?

• What's more important - length or width? Why?

Hmm, tough question. Both. It is all a matter of preference and satisfaction. I love both length and girth to have the feeling of being totally "filled up". It is what tickles your fancy. Most times, girth rammed in makes me scream.

• Ever encountered one that was too big for you to handle?

Nope. If it's way too big for me to handle, I may have never encountered it yet.

• Best place to put a penis

Well I am a front door kind of girl, so put it in the v-canal, I love it where it's wet and snug.

• If you had a penis for a day, what would you do with it?

A penis for a day? That's hot! I'll get a blow job; I'll find a real hot girl I am lusting about, and fuck her all day. 

I will be on a prowl like a predator in heat. Wear really tight jeans and be full commando. Constantly rub my cock so it sticks out from my crotch giving the women something to gawk at. 

When I find the perfect lady I desire, I will of course video tape the whole nine yards; from the hand, blow job and fucking. Lots of tight shots of my hard-on; close-up of my dick being licked and adored, my full erection, getting in action, my actual penetration. Man, I will have the whole day documented! At the end of the day, I will jerk off in the shower and have the camera continuously rolling. Hell yeah, I love to exhibit this in the future.

• You're a penis, which love canal (that's a vagina) would you most like to visit:

1. ) short and shallow - not very hot about this
2. ) fall into the gap, gliding smoothly along the slick walls - I prefer friction
3. ) tight suction lip-lock - hell yeah, now we're talking
4. ) None. I prefer the back door, thank you. - I would give this a go!

In short, all of the above! lol!

Penis Envy: largest penis in the animal kingdom is 11 feet - blue whale

BONUS: What is the perfect name for your penis or a penis you use often?

Jake, the Snake; "Huge Cock"; Zeus; "Que Puto"

WORLD PENIS SIZE MAP: Where would you like to visit? Click Here

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