www.lospecesdecolores.com

Sonia was coming around slowly, finally opened his eyes, looked at me,

"- What things do I do, I said, smiling
- Bothered much?, Because it seemed
- At first a little, but after a while I forgot "

and looked at them.

Remained in the same position, leaning back on the bed, she in her lap. He had removed the clip at some point, and her hands on her tits, while her hand moved between her legs, I had not made any case when I asked him to wait.

"- Would you have us go? he asked.
Sonia looked at. He looked at me and smiled again
- No, I said, we want you to stay, it's up to us to see "

And they changed their position ... took to undress for the first time I saw him the whole body. We can say that he was "happy." A man splicing, showing that his desire is his, even for a man. And we can say that our neighbor boasted an erection that I dare call with a remarkably high. Or even very high.

He lay back in bed, and she first took the erection in his hands, as offerings to Sonia, Mirandola, leaned toward her. But Sonia declined the invitation.

Then she fell straight to eat it. Sonia did not miss a second of the show, and she looked at Sonia, as her mouth up and down. Sonia's legs instinctively opened, and I take the opportunity to put my hand between them. I will not move, I said, knowing of its sensitivity after orgasm, but let me have your hand there.

She straddled him, grabbed him and put him in position, but before entering said: "From here you will not see anything, wait", and moved both to Sonia could have fore. And we could see the sex of the in and out between her lips, while her breasts rhythmically throwing them ... were not so long time, already had warmed up enough before, she quickly put her hands between her legs, rubbed, while accelerating the movement, until she ran him first and then ... but somehow was an anticlimax, because unlike Sonia (and a bit myself), they just pointed out his orgasm. We saw in the change of pace, in the absence of the face expression of both, but that was it. They stayed embraced for a few minutes until he came out of her body with a sound wet toilet.

She stayed motionless, legs and open sex, as calls, as throwing less and that was the moment of great erotic content because of their sex opened like a flower out drops of semen that slid into the mattress ... Sonia looked at hypnotized ...

He returned from the bathroom

"Phew .... that well, I rest, when we were in the room and I listened, and did not know what to do
- I like you liked it
- We go to the room, I leave an email address if you want to repeat another day "

dressed and left.

And Sonya said, later, during the night:

"I do not take them off of the head (which was not very flattering for me), we could repeat?
- With them?
- With them at another time perhaps ... the had touched at some point ... they were fucking, and she was masturbating, I would have liked it to me ... we can go to any place of those you know, to see one, but if I dare ... "

So probably going to Cap d'Agde in the near future. But I do not do exchanges. Our relationship is still too young ... but if we go and I will tell you.

They rose and came, timidly at the foot of the bed. I looked at Sonia, her eyes closed, locked up in itself, mumbling, moaning, screaming in pleasure was near ... not going to be right next to the bed, I pointed to the illuminated eye, which did not occupy, to sit there

When they sat on the edge, Sonia noticed the movement of the mattress and opened eyes for a moment. He saw two feet from her, she looked at me, question ... "Do not worry, we will not touch." I felt his joy away ... in a way not already there. I was giving massage in its center was about, I had noticed in the undulations of the inside of your body, and suddenly, she had gone away.

I felt I needed something more than being exposed. I stood over her, holding her, covering her with my body, protecting it. My erection clashed with his body, touched her, but felt that any hasty step could break the moment, so I hugged her, kissed her eyes, I asked that opened, I looked:

"Sonia, are you okay? want to be away? want to leave? "
"No, I is the same, you stay and how are you, hug me, kiss me, but do not move"

And I did for a few minutes, she got used to the situation, to forget about everything ... While kissing thought they were going to bore you ... but I was like we were there for us not for them. Gradually I noticed that she came back, I returned the kiss, her mouth down my chest, I returned to my lips, always, that if, with your eyes closed. Sonia often make love with their eyes open. But he had obstinately closed, even when I took it in her mouth.

I looked at the time, I did have my eyes open, and wide open. He was leaning against the headboard of the bed, sat her on his lap, with her shirt unbuttoned, and the hands of the playing with breasts. She was opening the zipper.

I did not want to end up like, I did not finish yet ... so I asked Sonia to put himself on all fours, looking at the foot of the bed (and thus not seeing the guests, but teaching them what they wanted to see) , and stroked her sex, first with the mouth, and then with the hand, opening the petals of your body like a flower.

And by the way, the showing.

She had been in his underwear, and his hand was lost, still, in her sex.

Sonia took on that position, which I know he likes, while giving cheeks that sounded like shots in the hotel room. And the noise became wet, the clash of our bodies, their purrs of pleasure, her screams ... but we had not finished.

They both did not dare to make any move that might have to break the magic.

I turned to Sonia, I got over it, I asked him to open his eyes ... this time, the penetration, I think the most important, the most sensual intercourse, and I see the look of the person I allow into your body. Opened them. Brought together into a look, her green eyes open, staring into mine as I sank into it, which I accepted with a sigh, but, above all, a smile.

I did what we usually do in these cases, indifferent to the world, indifferent to the guests in the room next door. Maybe I was leaving your body more times than I usually get to me more a spectacle, not be lost to the open body of her calling me, so they could watch it.

And she began to scream, as if her life depended on it, as usual, as if to the whole hotel, the whole neighborhood participate in their pleasure ... picked up the pace, put her legs around my back, got in position to know that fires my pleasure ... and fell exhausted in a last gasp.

Almost before I recovered, I looked at. Her hand moved between her legs beneath her underwear.

Extend my hand, took hers, and made a sign, as stating: "after"

He understood

(Continued)

Summary of previous post: Sonia and I were in a hotel room with two strangers, neighbors room.

We turned off the central light, and left the lights on the bedside table, which at the hotel are lamps that are oriented. Since I could not turn them to bear an indirect light, directed toward the middle of the bed, leaving the other in the gloom. While playing with the lights, I was thinking what would be the next step ...

Sonia was not convinced, however my situation I was excited and did not want you mess. So I went back where we were sitting, took Sonia's hand, and said, "Come!"

We were both wearing the bathrobe provided in the hotel, while they were fully clothed, she, I remember, was a clear shirt and jeans. And boots.

Sonia and I as we went to bed, while they were sitting on the couch. Sonia looked at me with wide eyes, trembling a little worried ... how far away was his Mistress up!. (Yes, this is the same Sonia Sonia from previous posts).

I had forgotten to do that, not see them. I asked him to lie face down on the dark side of the bed, I was going to do a massage. I put my hands on the shoulders, above the robe, I asked to breathe deeply with me ... it's like massages start really. Our rhythmic breaths, notice loosen the tension in your back, and, without losing touch, I took off the robe.

And I took it off me.

It is not easy, you have to work with one hand only, but is important. We had forgotten everything that was not us. I put oil on your hands, I started with a strong massage to move quickly to what both we wanted (we had left half), which was sensitive massage, fingers like butterflies crossing the skin on your back, pressure on the coccyx to open your pelvic area, effleurage inside of her thighs, legs imperceptibly open, giving access to its center.

I noticed the look of them on the back ... did not bother me. I was excited, but not enough to put me up for show.

In any change of position around the body of the saw Sonia, looked, I knew that they could also see my body erect. I did not care, I would have worried more who were not.

Sonia turned gently. She wanted to stay in the darkest area of ​​the bed, I continued to massage in the center ... opened her legs so that my fingers could enter it, and making the massage of your life ... began to purr, they were leaning forward instinctively.

They were not very far, less than two meters from the foot of the bed, but a little far to see all the action. But if they heard the moans of Sonia, wet noise oil in your body.

I put it under the light, to shine the oil on his body, but not nearly enough. They got together, came a little more ... (continue)

The phone rang as the eleven p.m.

-?
- Hello?
- We are your neighbors room, or you lower the volume or you invite us, so we can not continue
- Sonia ... neighbors are the room, say you lower the tone or come
- Well, tell them you no longer hear us

And is that Sonia is outrageous. That to me is an incentive, I love feeling macho, I love to hear your female pleasure, I love smelling it, seeing and hearing right now. Of course, I had the feeling of sharing it with half floor of the hotel where we were, give to give, from a half hour ago.

Sonia put a damper to their cries, and told me: is that not the same ... and no, it was the same.

We stopped a little frustrated and asked ...
- The way you care?
- What do I have to import?
- To come
- What?
- To look
- Only to watch? What then will we see?
- I can tell you just to look, I can not say that sex in front of us.
- Well, if you do not care ... because the truth is that I have been so-so, as half ...

I call:
- I have thought, and you can come, but the condition is that no exchange.

and she tells me:
- That's not what I said it.
- As you tell her when they enter

And, two minutes, knocking on the door. A middle aged couple from Sonia and me, about the early forties, reasonably well, seemed a marriage that a couple as we were unholy, and brought a bag of laundry where they had emptied the minibar.

- We thought that we could drink before ... we have seen that I had interrupted

We drank something, we knew we were called a little exotic names such as Antonio and Maria Angeles (not their real names, but they were the same style), who were married for 10 years, and who had come two or three days in Barcelona, because the Christmas holidays. And the cries of Sonia had left them a bit misplaced at first, had never imagined that anyone could moan so (rather than moaning, purring or roaring Sonia), believed that only happened in porn movies, which first had not wanted to interrupt, but that they had placed the two horny, who had never seen another couple and maybe if we called with the offer ... and if so they were here, we followed them and love it (as if to say, we will not pass here the night). Sonia told them to see if, that she also made him, but please, we touched. They answered that certainly did not think about it and that they would terminase

- If you desire to stay, so I see it, said Sonia.

looked, did not answer.

And resume what we were doing

(Continued)

After a few months, such was the confidence he had, which I did not care that Rachel saw how I masturbated. It is the only person in this world I've seen it and many times. Face up, touching her breasts, after having received so much pleasure, I masturbated with my hand. And I found pleasure in doing so in different ways for her to see. I asked him not to look. At first, she closed her eyes, but at times I opened them and smiled.

From the first moment I said I did not care that I looked, but it took two or three sessions to do so outright. Since then no longer closed. With your smile, with their faces, sometimes with a slight laugh, encouraged me. One day, at the end of a massage, told me he liked to watch and I realized that for me was part of the pleasure, and became more intense. The massage had begun very seriously, it had become the greatest pleasure I have ever seen.

I still remember and curse the hour that I could not control myself and in a very unconscious, maybe not, in many sleepless nights I imagined that she touched his genitals and masturbated me-when I was rubbing his belly, took his hand and closed it over the penis with my hand on him. Rachel took it immediately and became very angry. The massage ended as usual, but Rachel was not looking or smiling at me.

Antes de irme le pedí perdón. But she said before returning the call, because I was not sure she wanted to continue the massage. And when I called told me no, not again. That was in January 2009. A few days ago, when he planned to write this story, which is entirely real, I have called back but does not answer the phone. Yesterday I called my friend who introduced me and told me no longer in Barcelona, ​​which has gone with her son to an Andalusian village where his mother, who is very old and is dying. Rachel was a single mother. Probably be to live on their land.

This story made me think about another, this much older, I'm a grown man, 'when a friend of mine married, older than me, asked me several times he touched the breasts and caressed her nipples because her husband it did and when I called, lasted a moment. He went straight to the point, he said. Now I know why I asked what I learned from her to do and I've always worked with women. I did not know before I met Rachel, was that I could enjoy as much or more than them. Then I know, but unfortunately, I have also discovered that very few women, but very few!, You know, touching the nipples of a man and take him to the stars.

Lately, I have to tocármelos myself because, in this respect, I go from failure to failure. Furthermore, it is the same. For that, a woman is even more necessary than for masturbation.

In September 2009.

So with unknown patients is often necessary to "navigate view." Because there are patients who do not know which is the tantra, and are surprised that, at one point touching hot spots that cause an erection. And ashamed of it! As if that a problem debiese for Tantric Dakini!

While massaging your body to infuse knowledge, teach them to distinguish orgasm from ejaculation premature ejaculation ... if I explain how to masturbate with more awareness, teaching points that determine the "ejaculatory reflex" to precisely avoid.

Often premature ejaculation has a background in autoerotic behavior incorrect when the person masturbates not necessarily sexual, but as a reflex, to escape for a few moments of the stress of daily life, the practice becomes, over time, a Starring compulsive seeking immediate gratification.

Tantra to correct these "bad habits" (no word moral criteria, are poor in negatively affecting relationships), acting on its root immediately. The distant roots, the root causes of this need fall within the scope of psychologists, and Tantra can not and will replace them.

As I continue with my hands .. wrap my movements. The patient is face down on the couch, and you begin to notice a tingling sensation throughout your body that is transmitted to mine in the form of sexual energy. I invite you then to move your pelvis to open your body, open your energy, I point out the hot spots around the anus and perineum ... over two-thirds do not know, or are unable to accept them as points excitation by a fear of being mistaken for gay.

Sometimes I deviate the hand, or say: no, not here. Obviously, I listen, do not try to force uncomfortable situations. What I can say is that to attend a tantric session should go with an open mind, because if the mind is not open is impossible to open the body.

If these patients go to another session (sometimes remain as scared, and I suppose that on another occasion cabinets will go to more "conventional", where they make a straw in a flash plasma Burma) and accept my massage, and know that there are no Uninhibited areas.

I still have my massage ... Eastern oil lubricated all his sex, perineum, and testicles.

I know the patient's receptive state, which, remember, is lying with the belly on the table to see if you are ready to turn around. It is a difficult time for man to appear naked before the masseuse. It is a difficult time depends on the person, because some people may feel ashamed of your erection, but also who may be embarrassed about his sagging. It is best to be the patient who requests to turn over.

This playful hand slid between her body and the couch, feeling his lingam. If you feel a need to strengthen this drive only been stroking his testicles and the edge of your anus. Noto the patient uncomfortable, your pelvis is to find my hand, leaving more space for your center lingam and bringing to my caresses. I ask:

- You want to turn?

and now he gives it, without worrying about their nakedness upright.

If instead I found limp, I try to encourage you, with caresses more focused, with pressures in the first chakra (the pubis) to see if an erection. Often combined strokes in the year, with oil, and the first farm, the Lingam touching also achieve the expected results.

If I fail, there is no choice but to ask him to turn around.

next chapter: the opening of the body

But while the prostitutes involved with discipline in the study by Dr. Masters, provided to its demands supported by the University of Saint Louis, soon discovered that the results would be so devious as those of ministers Anabaptists Dr. Kinsey .

Indeed, one can not generalize about human sexual behavior, based on a deflected base. And do not take diverted in the moral sense, but statistical. It is as if in a city we did a traffic study using only the travel patterns of taxis, or market analizasemos sunflower seeds from the birds taking a sample which had only parrots.

Of course, the advantage of using professionals for their studies is that they were not going to show prim. Once I explained Dr Masters provision, and they announced the price, if any agreement (how I would have liked to attend these talks, I imagine the doctor embarrassed explaining the test, and Mrs. or Miss saying ... that, for $ 200 is done!) they went into the living room to do what they had hired.

But the drawback is that it is the same as the female sexual response (by the way, do not tell the story if besides prostitutes, also hired taxi-boys) who sleeps with her partner after a day of work, that of one that lies with the lab assistant (voluntary, of course) and that is your client seventh day ...

It was discovered by Dr. Masters once, and then did what he had to do, find a statistically valid sample, ie the population to investigate to find volunteers to participate in the study.

Would it be statistically validated this new show? But no. Better than the last, sure, but not statistically valid, since volunteered. And to volunteer in a study of sexual response in the America of the 50 had their degree of ... do not know how call you, morbid?

Because the study was to be the counterpart of Kinsey, who was remote, anonymous and by mail. And it was not as clinical as one was done in this era, looking for female erogenous zones, where the doctor, with the patient in gynecological position and fitted with a wooden stick with cotton on the tip, was pat to the patient while asked, "You increase your arousal feels?" and of course, was to be no.

NOO, it was not what I wanted to Masters, he wanted life itself, I wanted to be there, be present, record everything, understand everything. Very masculine position as for the attraction, the desire for closeness, love variables were not eligible.

Overall, he decided to seek volunteers through advertisement in the University and through their colleagues ... Imagine the situation and the scandal, 1954, a small university in the Midwest, seeking volunteers for a study on sexual response!

And they appeared 1273! how 1273 would be released these individuals, who dared to break taboos in the American heartland.

Nor were a representative sample of America, but Masters wanted to analyze only the physiological, and that all he needed was physiologically normal people. One may ask how this sample was psychologically and can not but think of Freud's studies on hysteria and how to cure it. They left many followers of Freud, "curing" hysteria masturbating to the patients, who came out - I guess - the query is not whether cured, but undoubtedly smiling.

But of course, had to do a selection process among the 1273 volunteers, and especially among the volunteers. And sought a helper, woman, Virginia Johnson, social worker (some say that psychologist) to do the interviews, and ultimately selected 694 cases, of which 276 were couples, 106 women and 36 men. And you wonder why this asymmetry. Why 3 times more women than men? was more interesting for the researchers?

And he taught them the equipment they would use, and teach them the place, a room, well lit (you had to shoot), with devices (vibrators, anal pressure probes, electrocardiographs, EEG), film cameras - there was no even television - and one way glass, and were told that if they agreed to participate in the study, they were going to fuck (or masturbation) there. And get used to, they would first without witnesses.

Unfortunately, I have been unable to find photo lab.

And it did, first became accustomed to the apparatus, and place the assumption that no one was looking, and once used as loose and able to make their performance, technicians were summoned to light, sound, apparatus, and volunteers acted.

And of course the findings were useful and interesting, were the stages of sex, the carpal-pedal reflex in orgasm, vaginal reflexes in the moment of orgasm, which causes a suction effect that aspire to sperm, flush post osgarmo and many other things that were already known. Without going further, Giacomo Casanova in his memoirs speaks exactly the same effects. Clear that Casanova probably experience was as wide as the Masters, and it firsthand (so to speak)

And so we see that test (attended by over 10,000 sex acts, which are few) are encouraged each other, because both William Howell Masters and Virginia Eshelman Johnson separated from their partners to rebuild their lives together, and check (I guess) in the flesh their theories. Also had to be fun folleteo a session between the two, analyzing heartbeat, and nervous tics, and color of mucous membranes "Howard Look, I do not fool me, that the tip of the cock is olive-brown in color, not purple accordingly, you have simulated to leave you alone. " Sure separate terms.

Enfin, I know not of general interest, but it amuses me this story

Link to Chapter 1

Well today is history

In 1948, Dr. Kinsey, an American doctor who had suffered childhood sexual abuse, published a book "Sexual Behavior of Man" (original title was more "medical" Sexual Behavior in the Human Male), which It was a scandal and a bestseller. We put ourselves in context, in 1948 America was emerging from a world war, cold war was in full, and there were more than a quarter medicucho three to publish a study which said that 30% of American males had had homosexual experiences!

And in 1953, he published another, "Sexual Behavior in Women", saying that American women, married and all, masturbate!

The study came from 20,000 (yes, I do mean, 20 000) anonymous surveys sent, received, tabulated ... and of course there were those who said the results were no object, because only perverts answered questionnaires about sex, and surely neither shall the shepherds Anabaptists, or the Poor Clares were included in the results

Years pass, and gave the debate to another doctor, Dr. William H. Masters decides to take the bull by the horns and do another study to also know when and with whom the Americans fucked and American (who had studied that Kinsey), how they do. And, to avoid possible manipulation discussion (of results, do not go thinking otherwise), he was going to see de visu, and was going to photograph and film for posterity, in case anyone had doubts about his orthodoxy science.

And being an academic, involving his university, the University of San Luis, in the study, and with their support and funding, began to manufacture devices such as pressure sensors now vaginal and rectal, optical glass vibrators ... enfin , all interesting to design a toy, and fun to try.

And guinea pigs sought (and no, the joke will not do you hope) who wanted to put the artilurgios, and demonstrate the same university the entire cast, a bit like the study from the University of Groningen, which give the link because it deserves to be read in its entirety. Groningen University Hospital had a scanner to TACs, as least to put a couple fucking, and see how everything is located? because of course I'm sure you have doubts about where to put it? or how it is when you are inside? because in the page you clarifies everything. And the text is not wasted, they say in particular that had to dismantle half scanner, removing the stretcher, as two people do not, and that the only couple that worked well (without Viagra, with normal orgasm) was one of them, it happened that they were "street acrobats and were accustomed to act under pressure"

And following paragraph of the guinea pig (which ought to be one of cuidao conejazos, astifinos and corniveletos), hired a cast of whores who wanted to use the vibrator glass as half the emotion probe.

And while the usual medical body, looking through a glass mirror.

link the second and last chapter

That's what I've discovered I'm a showboat modesty. Me es igual mostrar mis vergüenzas (o mis honores) a perfectos desconocidos, me sería indiferente aparecer en vivo y en directo follando en la television de Tanzania, pero me sería prácticamente imposible participar (no digo ya ser el protagonista, solamente participar) en un show de Tunik en España, si el show representa algo más que salir desnudo.

A que no es la foto que esperabais?

Y más aún, puedo estar desnudo en un escenario (un dia posteo la historia aqui mismo), siempre que los que asistan al show hayan venido a lo mismo que yo, a ver un show erótico, pero en cambio soy incapaz de bailar algo que no sea un slow en una pista de baile. Bueno, y también un forró, que es un baile brasileño tan sensual que hace que la lambada parezca una sardana. Pero esa es, también, otra historia.

Y es que el pudor (del cuerpo, del alma) es una cosa extraña, es mucho más fácil perderlo ante desconocidos.

Tiene sentido que uno pueda explicarle cosas a su vecina de asiento en el avión lo que no puede razonablemente, explicar a su pareja, con quien comparte su vida? Tienen sentido estos amores apasionados por Internet, de gente que está del otro lado de la pantalla, y que no se conoce?

Tiene sentido escribir este blog?

The situation seemed unreal, I was there, in public, in the gloom, astride my partner, while not one or two, but three guys watching us fuck!

And suddenly, as if it had sounded, come again around us kneel on the seat in front, his back to the screen, watching us. The truth is that I felt overwhelmed for a moment, but only a moment. I hugged my partner who had lost sight of the world. It is an advantage of men, when they cock up, they close their eyes, was plunged in itself. Not me, was perfectly aware of the place, the environment, noise and smells, and my sex to my boyfriend's wrapping of the people around, lewd environment ...

And one of the spectators made me sign that I unzip. And that I do, I open her blouse, I get up bra, and I separated a little from my boyfriend. My breasts sag, the nipples rub against his shirt, and is a strange and exciting feeling. Por el roce, por el ruido de mi piel dura sobre su ropa, por los suspiros que se me escapaban, casi en sincronia con la pantalla, que no importaba a nadie. Nunca lo habíamos hecho así, vestidos, sentados… y con público.

Pero me era igual, el vecino de al lado se masturbaba ferozmente, el de detrás aún me tendía su pija en un vano intento de que hiciese algo con ella, y mi novio estaba a punto de correrse.

Desmonté, él reventaba de deseo, lo tomé con la boca, y en un momento estaba suspirando, y en dos vaciándose con grandes sobresaltos. La mano caritativa de un vecino me entregó un paquete de pañuelos de papel, que pude usar para asearme yo, y, con mucho cariño, para asearlo a el, pasando y repasando el pañuelo por su polla, aún hinchada, mientras nadie perdía detalle.

Y el solo alcanzó a decir, mientras se recuperaba
- estamos locos

Y yo no estoy tan segura

link al anterior