CafeGlow - Sophia Santi in Pulp Friction

Sophia Santi in Pulp Friction [trailer] from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

The Trailer - CafeGlow IV

CafeGlow - The Trailer from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

Gray's Provocation

Ode to 2011 NSFW from grayagent on Vimeo.

Copied from kako korikatsi, go and visit her, she has a very sexy blog!

Burlesque

Dita von Teese

Burlesque

I recently saw the movie "Burlesque" with Cher and Christina Aguilera, it was very entertaining. It is a genre I never paid much attention to (we don't have stippers clubs like in the US over here, and so, I've never been to any), but now that I'm more into all things sensual and erotic, it tickled my imagination - the costumes, the lingerie - ah! the lingerie! - the feathers, the girls' sometimes very voluptuous bodies...  a very erotic world!

Burlesque

The Trailer - Cafeglow III

         

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Furious Love - CafeGlow II

Tiffany in Furious Love [trailer] from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

Don't Explain - CafeGlow I

Brenna in Don't Explain 3 [vignette] from CafeGlow on Vimeo.

Bath - Part Two

He lives in an old apartment, decorated in style, in a lovely old house, near the Royal Crescent.

Water splashes on the bathroom’s black and while tiles. She locks her legs around his waist while he cups her buttocks in his hands to bring her closer. He entwineshis fingers in her long wet hair, she gasps when he pulls her head back to devour her neck. His lips gently bite her earlobe, she coils against his shoulder; lustful half closed eyes get a glimpse of their reflection in the fogged bathroom mirror, over his glistening shoulder. ……… “Fuck me!” Her hips swivel down on his shaft, she impales herself to the brim, a moment suspended in time, her mouth wide open, almost in surprise, her eyes closed. She wraps her arms around him, whispering “Fuck me slowly, make me scream”. As she moves her hips in swirls and slides on his soapy skin, kissing and sucking his neck, his chest and nipples, in sloppy noises, she steels a glance of them in the mirror through the running water drops. His hands on her waist impose the rhythm, faster, harder. He closes his blue eyes, unaware of their image behind him. She cries out of pleasure, she likes what she feels, what she sees. Both their voices become louder, she can feel him reaching all her sensitive spots in powerful thrusts. She knows he is about to cum, she tells him “not yet, wait for me”. He grabs her face and kisses her savagely, moaning as he bites her lower lip, then cups a breast and suckles her nipple. Their guttural moans fill the room, there is barely any water left in the tub.

She loved what she saw in the mirror.

Bath - part One

“Come on, hurry!” Clothes are flying. He is so gorgeous, she is mesmerized - a statue of white marble in the moonlight, a snapshot of his dimples… Awwww! What a lucky girl she is! “Come on, take my hand”. They make it to the water, it is nice and warm, they immerse themselves and swim to the middle of the river onto a rock. Some people have gathered on the opposite side, whistling and cheering. “Ready for the show?” Like a mermaid, she curls up on his lap. He delicately takes her head in his hands, his lips softly kiss the corners of her mouth, her chin, her neck. His desire grows as the cheering becomes louder. She soon looses track of what is happening around them. His mouth is everywhere…on her nipples, her neck, between her breasts. He bends her over and offers them a glamorous Hollywood kiss. A mixture of shyness and boldness overtakes her, her hands explore underwater curves and mounds. She can feel his heart racing under her touch. Another ravenous, breathtaking kiss, the audience applauds. She had forgotten about them. They swim back to the opposite side of the crowd. She feels a little self-conscious getting out of the water with all these people watching, but finds her composure in the dark. They get dressed, the onlookers have disappeared.

T. had this Jim Morrisson look, less angelic, more carnal. They had met at the local disco, where she spent most of her Saturday nights in Bath. That evening, she had immediately spotted the sexiest guy around, as had most of the females in the audience. She could see them elbowing each other and commenting as he made his way to the bar. She was standing next to the wall between the bar and the dance floor. Her auburn hair was long, curly and delicately framed her oval face, her big round green eyes looked shyly across at him. It was the spring and she wore a flowery emerald, turquoise and purple skirt, a matching emerald blouse with an adjustable cleavage closed by a ribbon. When he stared at her, she checked if someone stood behind her. She blushed


“Let’s pretend I am madly in love with you, you look like a pre-Raphaelite painting, can I invite you for a dance?” How did he know about pre-Raphaelite paintings? She had just seen an exhibition in London and she had loved it. How could she resist? They danced several slow songs. He was definitely a gentleman, they engaged in a conversation about art, they liked the same artists. And while they danced and talked she also noticed the way he moved, and he moved well. She wondered if he could feel her heart pounding. She also wondered how his skin felt under his white shirt. After a while, he proposed to go for a walk to enjoy the warm evening. They walked on the edge of the river where he made his bet. “Can you swim?”




Gabriel Dante Rossetti - The Beloved

Fly Me To The Moon

Hello Darling,


How was your week-end in your faraway country?  On Saturday, we had great weather. No pressure, prepared a cake listening to music, belly danced when my son told me "mum, you look perfectly ridiculous, are you having a mid-life criris or what?" "No, darling, I'm just happy and don't give a damn about what you are thinking!" Poor thing, he just doesn't remember me in my happy days, the real me, a very long time ago!


Today again, a perfect day and woke up with this old Frank Sinatra song in my head, don't know where it came from.


Fly me to the moon
Let me sing among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars


In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me


Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore


In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you


What would they say if I took some belly dance, or lap dance, or even pole dance lessons? I would just love to see their faces! Ha ! they would think I've gone crazy!


And then I think of us, of a perfect day together, next to the ocean, in a Zanzibar-style thatched-roof house, in a huge bed with a mosquito net around it. The breeze flies in through the terrace window. Some nice music playing, not too loud, and we lie on the bed. I massage you with some exotic scented oil, first your legs, your feet and your calfs, then your chunky black buttocks and your back, all along your spine and your shoulders, your neck, your arms. Doesn't that feel wonderful? Then you turn around and I splash some oil on my breasts and my stomach, and gently rub your magnificent dark skin with my body, MMMMMhhhhhhh! Nice, can you feel it?


You moan and kiss me with you gentle lips and caress my breasts, sweet tender kiss, becoming more and more passionate, I feel you becoming hard. I gently put my lips around the tip of you dick and lick it around and around, then go down along the shaft and take it all in my mouth, deepthroating you until you moan. How does it feel? I come back to your lips and suck your tongue, I inhale your breath and lock my eyes into yours. You caress my thighs and insert your fingers inside me, I am so tight, yet so wet and I cannot resist moving my hips up and down becoming completely breathless. I want to lick you all over, this is so good, I come down on you, slowly insert the tip of your cock inside me, and move my hips like a belly dancer, round and round, just a few inches, almost out again, and slowly inside again, start to moan very loudly and suddenly take you all inside of me. You whisper how good it feels, and I start again. I move up an down, our hands entangled, lick your neck, your ear, can feel goose bumps, your chest, suck your breasts, your lips, My lips feel all swollen, electrified. You roll me over, spread my legs apart and lick me, I lean towards you and take your cock into my mouth while caressing your balls. You then take me side-wise, my thigh on your hip, insert your rock hard dick into my slippery slit and caress my breasts as I pinch your nipples, moving my hips so that you feel my inside at different angles and every inch of it, I squeeze you more with each thrust, it drives you wild, I start to cry and pant. This makes you groan and grind even harder! We cum together, can you feel my inside pulsating? Can you be as loud as me? I look at you all the time because this is bliss. And then you take me in your arms, kiss my neck and we slip into unconsciousness, our bodies entangled, feeling so relaxed and good together. Oh this is so wonderful. I wish this could be true, HHHHMMMMM!!!!! What does it do to you?
And now fly me to the moon, tatata la la la la la le la la!

I love you beautiful darling! And I don't care if I'm crazy!

Angkor Women

HNT - The Dreamer

Dare to dream of far off lands,

Dream of deserts, covered in sand.

Dream of rainforests, trees high above

Dream of finding your one true love.

Dare to dream of lies or the truth,

Dream of never losing your youth.

Dream of battles, dream of a spark.

Dream of light, a light in the dark.

Dare to dream of fighting and sadness,

Dream of men, succumbed to madness.

Dream of warmth and heat and flame,

Dream that your life is just a game.

Dare to dream of hate and mistrust,

Dream of all that’s true and just.

Dream of drowning, drowning in the sea,

Dare to dream of dreaming, yes dare to dream with me.

Lexi Smith

In the dark

The action was getting really intense, the plumber had the biggest cock I had seen so far - and was taking the wife doggy-style, she was moaning and crying, and I was already getting terribly wet. My thighs pressed together, I was feeling the heat building up, when someone sat two seats away from me. Sitting in the back row, I was annoyed. I looked at the man in the blue light, he seemed very handsome and young, long hair, long shirt over his jeans. He was absorbed by the movie.

I had discreetly unbuttoned the front of my dress and was getting inside my underpants. My fingers were doing their job perfectly and my nipples rubbing against the dress’s light fabric. My attention was suddenly drawn to my neighbor. He was slowly opening his zipper and even in the dim light, I could see the tip of his cock shimmer in his hand. Wow! This got me almost to the point of no return. I moved my body towards him so that I could see the movie as well as him simultaneously, getting off. He must have noticed my movement from the corner of his eye since he suddenly looked in my direction. I noticed how startled he was for he immediately stopped moving, his eyes fixed on me, his mouth open in astonishment. My hand was still moving between my legs, I was however on the alert waiting for his reaction. A large smile soon appeared on his lips, he shifted towards me so that we would almost face each other.

At that time, the wife was cuming and her husband had joined in the action, seemingly aroused at the sight of his wife being fucked by someone else. They engaged in a threesome, which set my imagination on fire. I opened my thighs wide enough so that he could enjoy every little detail. His hand worked faster, we stared at one another. We were in our own little bubble, playing our own little game, a duet for four hands. I could feel his aggressive sensuality entirely focused on me, which turned me on even more. I opened the top of my dress for him to see how hard my nipples were, wetting my swollen lips and licking my fingers, I cupped my breast with my left hand, circled each nipple with my wet thumb and index. I pinched them hard. He had opened his shirt, I could see his perfectly chiselled body down to his hips. I, in turn, offered him my almost complete nudity.

The wife was now straddling the plumber while the husband penetrated her from behind. I had to constantly watch my moaning. Mr. Handsome saw me closing my eyes. I heard him groaning softly. I could feel him inside of me, filling me completely as my fingers went deeper and deeper, slick, my muscles contracting, I could almost feel Twin in my ass. This was so intense that my eyes and my mouth opened wide. I was consumed by an incredibly powerful orgasm, shivering in the dim light. A few seconds later, Mr. Handsome jerked on his seat, a silent cry on his lips, his cock throbbing and squirting. The film was almost over; I had quickly rearranged myself and rushed out of the theatre, not wanting to be noticed by any of the other men. Once in the street, out of curiosity, I quickly glanced over my shoulder and saw Mr. Handsome giving me a thumb up in the distance.