Les nuits d'une demoiselle

Pour mes lecteurs francophones - For my French speaking followers

Une délicieuse chanson de Colette Renard de 1963, plutôt osé pour l'époque!

Que c'est bon d'être demoiselle
Car le soir dans mon petit lit
Quand l'étoile Vénus étincelle
Quand doucement tombe la nuit

Je me fais sucer la friandise
Je me fais caresser le gardon
Je me fais empeser la chemise
Je me fais picorer le bonbon

Je me fais frotter la péninsule
Je me fais béliner le joyau
Je me fais remplir le vestibule
Je me fais ramoner l'abricot

Je me fais farcir la mottelette
Je me fais couvrir le rigondin
Je me fais gonfler la mouflette
Je me fais donner le picotin

Je me fais laminer l'écrevisse
Je me fais foyer le cœur fendu
Je me fais tailler la pelisse
Je me fais planter le mont velu

Je me fais briquer le casse-noisettes
Je me fais mamourer le bibelot
Je me fais sabrer la sucette
Je me fais reluire le berlingot

Je me fais gauler la mignardise
Je me fais rafraîchir le tison
Je me fais grossir la cerise
Je me fais nourrir le hérisson

Je me fais chevaucher la chosette
je me fais chatouiller le bijou
Je me fais bricoler la cliquette
Je me fais gâter le matou

Et vous me demanderez peut-être
Ce que je fais le jour durant
Oh! cela tient en peu de lettres
Le jour , je baise, tout simplement



Paroles: Colette Renard. Musique: G.Breton & Raymond Legrand 1963
© Disque Vogue

Lovely Day

While on vacation, a band sang this song for someone's wedding anniversary, it struck me as a beautiful song and the singer was in his early 20's.  When I came back, I searched youtube to see who wrote it, and it is Bill Withers - Ain't No Sunshine and The Two of Us.  Great songwriter and singer.  Here is the Maroon 5 version

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

There is beauty in the world

I haven't posted in a while, too busy, very emotional, lacking sleep, but life seems to be smiling at me these days!  I know this is a completely cheezy post, but there are days like this when you feel like under the influence of some illicit drugs or weeds, lol!  So be it!

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Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird fly, blackbird fly

Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

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!

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Picture by Kassandra www.photosight.ru

Taking a moment just imagining that i'm dancing with you

I'm your pole and all you're wearing is your shoes
You've got soul, you know what to do to turn me on until I write a song about you
And you have your own engaging style, you've got the knack to vivify
And you make my slacks a little tight, you may unfasten them if you like
That's if you crash and spend the night

But you don't bode, you don't pay, you got everything you need
Except for me, sister you've got it all
You make the call to make my day
In your message say my name
Your talk is all the talk, sister you've got it all

Curl your upper lip up and let me look around
Ride your tongue along your bottom lip and bite down
And bend your back and ask your hips if I can touch
Well they're the perfect jumping up point
Getting closer to your butterfly

You float on by
Oh kiss me with your eyelashes tonight
Or Eskimo your nose real close to mine
And let's mood the lights and finally make it right

But you don't bode and you don't pay, you got everything you need
Except for me, sister you've got it all
You make the call to make my day
In your message say my name
Your talk is all the talk, sister you've got it all

You've got it all, you've got it all, you've got it all
You've got it all, you've got it all, you've got it all

Mmm mmm And all I really need to see
You pull your knee socks up
Let me feel you upside down, slide in, slide out
Slide over here, climb into my mouth now

Butterfly
Well you landed on my mind
Actually landed on my ear but you crawled inside
And now I see you perfectly behind closed eyes
I wanna fly with you
But I don't want to lie to you

But I can't recall a better day
Sun coming to shine on the occasion
You're sophisticated, lady, you've got it all
You've got it all to make my day
In your message say my name
Your talk is all the talk, sister you've got it all

You know that fortune favors the brave
But let me get paid while I make you breakfast
The rest is up to you, who makes the call
I never forget a face, 'cept maybe my own
I have my days, let's face the fact here
It's you who's got it all

I can't recall a better day
Sun coming to shine on the occasion
You're an open-minded lady, you've got it all

You've got it all, you've got it all, you've got it all
You've got it all, you've got it all, you've got it all
You've got it all, you've got it all, you've got it all

You've got it all, you've got it all, you've got it all

Butterfly, baby, you've got it all

Butterfly - Jason Mraz

I love this song, it makes me feel happy.  Jason Mraz is very popular over here.

Oh Baby, give me that drilling, I need it so!

As a non-American, I have not had a chance to become acquainted with “double entendre” song lyrics (in French it is actually “double sens” or “sous-entendu”). Only recently, when hubby was listening to some blues did I realise the double meaning of the words. I found that very funny, especially that most of these songs came out in the 30’s or 40’s. Here are some of them.

Dinah Washington - Long John Blues

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I've got a dentist who's over seven feet tall

Yes I've got a dentist who's over seven feet tall

Long John they call him, and he answers every call

Well I went to Long Johns office and told him the pain was killin'

Yes I went to Long Johns office and told him the pain was killin'

He told me not to worry, that my cavity just needed fillin'

He said "when I start drillin', I'll have to give you novocaine"

He said, "Yes, when I start drillin', I'll have to give you novocaine

Cause ev'ry woman just can't stand the pain"

He took out his trusted drill

And he told me to open wide

He said he wouldn't hurt me

But he'd fill my hole inside

Long John, Long John, you've got that golden touch

You thrill me when you drill me, and I need you very much

When he got through, he said "Baby that will cost you ten"

Yes when he got through, he said "Baby that will cost you ten

Six months from now, come back and see me again"

Say you're supposed to see your dentist

'Bout twice a year, that's right

But I think I feel it bobbin'

Yes I'll go back there tonight

Long John, Long John, don't ever move away

Say I hope I keep on achin' so I can see you every day.

Big Long Slidin' Thing by Dinah Washington

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Bull "Moose" Jackson - Big Ten Inch Record
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Got me the strangest woman

Believe me, this chick's no sinch

But I really get her going

When I whip out my big ten-inch

Record of a band that plays the blues

Well a band that plays its blues

She just love my big ten-inch

Record of her favorite blues

No no babe

Last night I tried to tease her

I gave my love a little pinch

She said now stop that jivin'

Now whip out your big ten-inch

Record of a band that plays the blues

Well a band that plays the blues

She just loves my big ten-inch

Record of her favorite blues

I, I, I cover her with kisses

And when we're in a lover's clinch

She gets all excited

When she begs for my big ten-inch

Record of a band that plays the blues

Well a band that plays the blues

She just love my big ten-inch

Record of her favorite blues

My girl don't go for smokin'

And liquor just make her flinch

Seems she don't go for nothin'

'Cept for my big ten-inch

Record of a band that plays the blues

Band that play the blues

She just love my big ten-inch

Record of her favorite blues

Harry Roy - My girl's pussy - 1931

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There's one pet I like to pet, and every evening we get set.

I stroke it every chance I get, it's my girl's pussy.

Seldom plays and never purrs, and I love the thoughts it stirs.

But I don't mind because it's hers, it's my girl's pussy.

Often it goes out at night, returns at break of dawn.

No matter what the weather's like, it's always nice and warm.

It's never dirty, always clean. In giving thrills, never mean.

But it's the best I've ever seen, it's my girl's pussy.

There's one pet I like to pet, and every evening we get wet.

I stroke it every chance I get, it's my girl's pussy.

Seldom plays, never purrs, and I love thoughts it stirs.

But I don't mind because it's hers, it's my girl's pussy.

So often it goes out at night, and returns at break of dawn, break of dawn.

No matter what the weather's like, it's always dry and warm.

I bring tidbits that it loves, we spoon like two turtledoves.

I take care to remove my gloves, when stroking my girl's pussy.

Julia Lee - King-size Papa

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I got a man that's more than eight foot tall. Four foot shoulders and that ain't all.

King size papa, He's my king size papa. I take the door off the hinges when my baby comes to call.

There's such a lot of him, the way he grew. Enough to last 'til 1992.

King size papa, he's my king size papa. He's a real super daddy and he knows just what to do.

No one can thrill me like my baby can. He's such an extraordinary man.

King size papa. He's my king size papa. Never was nothin' like him since the day the world began.

When he's around there's not a thing I lack. When he loves me he holds nothin' back.

King size papa. He's my king size papa. Everything that I need he carries in his king size pack.

They built the Boulder Dam, the Empire State. And then they made my man and is he great!

King size papa, he's my king size papa. He's the one in a million who can really keep me straight.

He's got big strong arms to hold me tight. Then he squeezes me with all his might.

King size papa. He's my king size papa. He's my one big moment and I'll keep him right in sight,

I would be curious to know about your own discoveries of “double entendre” songs.