Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
I Wonder
So I wonder why I do what I do? Why do I feel this need to go get fucked as often as I can? Of course you have all of the normal reasons that a therapist seems to come up with. My dad didn’t love me enough. My mom didn’t hug me enough. My mom hugged me too much. My dad loved me too much. I don’t really think it was any of those things.
Maybe it was the fact that 14 years old I had a man who loved to touch me. He loved to stick fingers inside me. He loved putting me on my knees and making me suck his cock. Sometimes he put me on my knees and fucked my face until I threw up. Only to laugh at me, slap me and keep fucking my face until he shot his fat load down my throat. As a 14 year old I should have hated him and I should have told someone. But believe it or not…I fucking loved it. I loved the attention. I loved knowing that he “loved” me.
As I got older it just got more involved. There were others that I was to play with. Hell, when I was 18 I lost my virginity to 2 men. The same man who face fucked me at 14 until I was 18 fucked me with my boyfriend on my 18th birthday. Instead of just having 1 cock inside me I had 2. Yes 2 cocks at the same time before I even had 1 inside me. Go figure. Most women would have been embarrassed and freaked out if a man wanted that. Not me. Having the attention of 2 cocks and 2 men. Fuck yes. Good times. 2 different cocks being shoved down my throat. 2 shoved in my pussy at once. One man putting his hand around my throat, calling me a whore, a slut, nothing but a cum dumpster. Yes. I fucking loved it!!!
I am currently on a search. I don’t have much time right now to get fucked. Such a shame. But I am in search of a man who can give me what I need. I need someone who is serious. Someone who is either single or a man who’s wife is cool with what he does. I need a man to make me feel completely used. I mean completely used every single time we get together. Whether it’s just him and I playing. Or him and I and a friend or 2 of his while his wife watches. I love being watched while being fucked. Or simply tie me up, blindfold me and have god knows how many men fuck me. As long as everyone is wearing protection and is clean I’m good. Fucking use me. Fuck me. Make me your slut. Put me on my knees. Fuck my face. Fuck my pussy. Shove 2 cocks in my pussy. Line them up and make me suck 20 cocks. Cum all over me. Be patient and work my ass. Get that cock in my ass. Do it the right way. Make me your fucking slut to fuck and use as you see fit.
Sounds like fun doesn’t it? Sounds like one hell of a good time to me. I want to walk away sore. I want to walk away walking funny. I want to be so worn out that I pass out and sleep for 12 hours.
Thoughts?
Friday, February 26, 2010
Movie Moment: Death Becomes Her
Death Becomes Her (Robert Zemeckis, 1992).
Anna: How about a nice collagen buff?
Madeline: “A collagen buff”? You might as well ask me to wash with soap and water!
Anna: I could do your make-up myself…
Madeline: Make-up is pointless. It does nothing anymore! Are you even listening to me? Do you even care? You stand there with your 22-year-old skin and your tits like … like ROCKS and laugh at me…
Madeline: Wrinkled, wrinkled little star. Hope they never see the scars.
Helen: You? You couldn’t lift an eyebrow without major surgery.
Madeline Ashton: What’d she call this one. Forever Young?
Rose: I like that title.
Madeline Ashton: Pfft! “Forever young” — and eternally fat.
Madeline: Bottoms up! (drinks potion)
Lisle von Rhaden: Now, a warning —
Madeline: Now a warning?!
This is a noteworthy film for me because, besides being hilarious and featuring fun performances by some of my favorite actors, it’s the first movie in which I ever saw Isabella Rossellini.
When I found out that on top of being crazy-beautiful, she is Ingrid Bergman’s daughter (she and her twin resulted from a marriage whose scandalous origins nearly got the great Bergman blackballed), I was totally blown away.
However, today’s brief research turned up a surprising fact about what was, for me, one of the more memorable scenes in the movie, when Isabella in the role of Lisle von Rhaden, the sorceress who provides eternal youth to the materialistic L.A. clientele shown in the film, emerges naked from a pool in a rear view.
Come to find out all these years later, it was not Isabella. A body double was used in the scene. It was a chick named Catherine Bell. Even today, at 57, the lovely and talented Isabella Fiorella Elettra Giovanna Rossellini still makes annual lists of “Most beautiful women,” so I can only guess that either (a) Ms. Rossellini’s modesty forbade her to bare all and she requested the body double because she had enough clout between her talent and her lineage to demand that kind of thing, or, (b) her actual ass was so mind-meltingly terrific that the studio felt it would be irresponsible to expose it to the viewing public, fearing it might spark riots, mind control, and catatonia. Almost definitely (b), wouldn’t you say?
Helen: That was totally uncalled for.
Ernest: She’s dead!
Madeline: She is? Oh, these are the moments that make life worth living.
Madeline: I hurt you. And I’m sorry.
Helen: I hurt you, and I‘m sorry.
Helen: Do you remember where you parked the car?
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
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