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David Walliams and Watermelon Juice

2010-06-30T00:55:00.000+01:00

What is it about married guys that they're always checking out single girls? Last weekend I caught David Walliams checking me out, while his wife, unbeknownst sat next to him.

Last weekend I had to make an emergency run to Lidl. Lidl, for you Americans, is a very cheap supermarket that has a 1980's Cold War feel to it. It's the antithesis of Whole Foods. In fact, if you were on food stamps, or down to your last welfare dollar you could buy a meal for 4 - I kid you not.

Now, you're probably wondering why I'm shopping at Lidl. Earlier in the year my ex-friend / fuck buddy Gary and I went to Lidl and bought lots of different juices. Cherry juice, peach juice, apple juice and curiously enough watermelon juice. We thought that was a riot. Who would buy watermelon juice? What the hell would it taste like.

So we bought one container of watermelon juice. When we got home, I had one sip and thought it was okay. It was literally like drinking a watermelon. Gary, however, LOVED it. He couldn't get enough of the juice. He drank the whole container in one evening.

Later that night he had a hard on. It wouldn't go away. We fucked, he stayed hard. We fucked again, he stayed hard. We fucked 6 times that night and he kept staying hard. He never ended up cumming and I was so tired I just didn't want to have sex any more. We figured out that it was the watermelon juice that made him so hard.

We did a bit of googling the next day and found that watermelon is a natural aphrodisiac. [See Viagra in Fruit Form]. Ever since then I kept it in the back of my mind that watermelon juice = hard cock!

Anyhow, so I'm driving from my place in Canary Wharf down to that oh-so-luxurious area Popular. I'm on East India Dock Road.

It's a hot day. My windows are rolled all the way down. My dog is in the front seat with her head hanging out the window. I'm about to make a right turn onto the street that Lidl is on when suddenly my dog starts barking. Through my peripheral vision I can see that the guy in the next car over is checking me out.

I turn my head to the left and realize that the guy in the next car is David Walliams. I quickly look at the car to check that it's a nice car that a celeb would have and not a hoopty belonging to some DW lookie-likie. I look back at David, who's looking at me and or some reason I start laughing hysterically.

He quickly looks away. I look at the light, which is about to turn green. I look back at him and see that he's looking back at me. I just smile. I find the situation so surreal that it's funny.

My light turns green and as I drive away I see a blonde head of hair in the seat next to him; his wife I presume; completely unaware that anything had gone on.

I give that marriage 2 years tops.

Dry Pussy, Hard Cock

2010-06-28T00:59:00.000+01:00

We had woken up within minutes of each other. I was pressed against the right side of the waterbed. The dog was between us and he was curled up to the left side.

My eyes were barely open when I could feel him fingering my dry pussy. I apologized for being dry-- I'm not sure why I apologized. Certainly one can't be expected to be wet moments after awakening.

My breath was awful. I dared not kiss him. I thought about giving him a blow job, but before I could fully process the thought he moved my hand onto his cock; it was rock hard. He wanted to fuck. Yes, in principle I wanted to fuck too, but I just needed a few minutes to wake up; or maybe even some morning coffee to wake me up or something.

He rolled on top of me. I didn't object. No sooner than he was on top of me did he position his cock at the opening of my pussy. With one swift move shoved it in. I groaned. It was a groan of pain and surprise. I hadn't anticipated him entering me so quickly and with such force.

He once mentioned that he derived a perverse pleasure of fucking me when I'm dry. He said it was like having forbidden fruit. It made me wonder if other guys feel the same way?

We fucked for ten minutes before he unloaded his cum into me. Suddenly I went from very dry to very wet. It wasn't a bad experience, per se. I just wish I was more awake so I could enjoy it.

The Pregnancy Lie

2010-06-25T21:20:00.000+01:00

When I was a teenager I felt that the world conspired against me to tell me how bad and evil sex was.

Yes, sex was okay for adults-- TV, magazines and movies told me that. Yet adults put the fear of God in me that IF I had sex I WOULD get pregnant. No if ands or buts. I was nearly beaten into submission into thinking that sex = pregnancy. And for those few times I had sex as a teen condoms were ALWAYS essential. I mean, you wouldn't have wanted me to end up a teen mom, right?

But now I feel resentful of that message. Sex doesn't equal pregnancy! It's harder to get pregnant than you'd realize. Waaay harder. I was so fearful of getting pregnant when I was in college that once I thought I could get pregnant by dry humping a guy. I freaked out that time freshman year that my period was 2 weeks late after a hot night of dry humping. Turns out I was just stressed by midterms!

I feel somewhat angry that my parents, church, sex ed class, and planned parenthood used scare tactics to warn me off sex. I am having more sex now than I've had in my whole life and if it were so easy to get pregnant I would have been so by now!

In this day of AIDS and STDs/STI's yes, it makes sense to warn teenagers against having sex. But I don't remember that message. I don't once remember my mother saying that I better not have sex because she didn't want me to get AIDS or any other STD. The predominate anti-sex messages I received was that sex led to pregnancy. And for the 2 unfortunate girls in my high school that did manage to get knocked up they served as a cautionary tale. "Watch out, or this could happen to you too!"

I lost my virginity when I was 15. Between the time I was 15 and 20 I had sex a mere 10 times. That's twice a year for 5 years-- yet I was paralysed with fear that I was going to get pregnant. Now here I am in my 30's have sex 10 times a month and I feel that I'm not even close to getting pregnant.

I could almost forgive my parents, church, sex ed class and planned parent hood for scaring me into not having sex-- if it wasn't for the fact that no one pulled me aside and explained that it was just brainwashing. It's almost as if no one told me that Santa doesn't exist-- and I'm going around this adult world waiting for him to bring me something on Christmas.

I just would have appreciated the truth. If they had come to me and said, "Anjelika, the odds are you won't get pregnant, but you might get a nasty STD, so don't have sex," That would have been a much more honest approach.

What do you think?

Cuckolds, Oil Spill and 2 Tampons

2010-06-25T21:18:00.000+01:00

Wanda, Anjelika and Jolanda chate about Wanda's Date, Up the Oxo Tower, Bald guys, Dating, Cuckold, fanmail, oil spill, No Agenda, Pussy Eating, Conspiracy theories, Electric Cars, G-Wiz Cars, Car Club, Periods, Period Tracker, 2 Tampons, Spongeworthy, The pill.

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"Your life doesn't mean anything unless you have someone to share it with."
"I met my guy online, so what!"
"How do you get the tampon up there without the applicator?"

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Fruit Fucking

2010-06-20T10:37:00.000+01:00

Have any of you ever considered having sex with fruit?

I'm asking because Lidl is having a sale on Watermelon. So we bought this big-ass watermelon and now it's just sitting in our lounge on the coffee table.

I said to my man, "You know, you could drill a hole in that thing and fuck it. Would you do something like that?"

He looked at me as if I were some morally depraved human being. "Oh come on," I pleaded, "you can't tell me that that thought never crossed your mind?" He gave me a disapproving look and walked out the room

It got me thinking that there must be some men into it, if even in a curious way?

I've only had one experience with fruit. About four years ago, my boyfriend at the time, the Ex, decided that we should get really kinky and use a banana in bed.

What we didn't realize was that YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO PEEL THE BANANA before sticking it in your vagina. So he peeled the banana and stuck it in my pussy. It broke off inside my pussy and we couldn't get it out. We spent a half hour trying to cajole this banana out of my pussy, but it was quite difficult because it was slippery and there's nothing to grip on to.

We eventually gave up and went to sleep. The next morning, I woke up first. He was still in bed sleeping. I reached down between my legs. I gave a little kegal push and voila, the banana popped out. I had to rush on to work, so I showered, got dressed and left the vagina banana stood upright as a present on his kitchen table.

Obese Women Bad Sex

2010-06-20T10:32:00.000+01:00

Obese have worse sexual health despite less sex

(Reuters) - Obese women have four times as many unplanned pregnancies as healthy-weight women despite having less sex, and obese men are more likely to have sexual diseases despite fewer partners, scientists said on Wednesday.

In a study showing how obesity can harm sexual health, French and British researchers also found that obese women are less likely to ask for contraceptive advice or use the pill, and obese men are more likely to suffer from erectile dysfunction.

With obesity epidemics overwhelming many wealthy nations and threatening increasing numbers of developing countries, experts said the public health impact of the findings was important.

In the United States, for example, two-thirds of adults are overweight or obese.

"In public health terms, the study lends a new slant to a familiar message: that obesity can harm not only health and longevity, but your sex life," Sandy Goldbeck-Wood, a specialist in psychosexual medicine at Britain's Ipswich Hospital, wrote in an editorial on the study in the British Medical Journal (BMJ).

The research, led by Professor Nathalie Bajos of France's National Institute for Health and Medical Research (INSERM), is the first major study to investigate the impact of being overweight or obese on sexual activity and other factors such as sexual satisfaction, unintended pregnancy and abortion.

The authors surveyed the sexual behavior of 12,364 men and women aged between 18 and 69 years in France in 2006. Around half of them were normal weight, with a body mass index (BMI) of 18.5 to 25, around 2,500 of them were overweight, with a BMI of 25 to 30, and around 750 of them were obese, with a BMI over 30.

Compared to normal weight men, obese men were 70 percent less likely to have had more than one sexual partner in the past year and two and half times more likely to suffer from erectile dysfunction. Obese men under 30 years old were far more likely to have had a sexually transmitted disease.

Sexual dysfunction was not linked to BMI in women, but obese women under 30 years old were less likely than women of normal weight to seek contraceptive advice or use oral contraceptives and were also more likely to report an unplanned pregnancy.

The study also found that obese women were five times as likely to have met their partner on the internet, more likely to have an obese partner, and less likely to view sex as important for personal life balance.

Bajos said social pressure, low self-esteem and concerns about body image may help explain these findings.

Goldbeck-Wood said there was evidence that doctors find it difficult to discuss sex and weight issues with patients, but she said they must be more prepared to do so: "We need to understand more about how obese people feel about their sex lives, and what drives the observed behaviors and attitudes."

http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE65E6LC20100615?rpc=64

Another article you may find interesting:
Obesity and Relationships

Pussy Pounded

2010-06-18T00:09:00.001+01:00

After work, we spent over an hour fucking bareback.

He ordered me to the bedroom. I took off my blue dress revealing a blue bra and blue knickers. He pushed me down on the bed.

Since it was a waterbed, it didn't have the dramatic affect of being pushed like you would see in the movies.

I hit the waterbed with a swish and spread open my legs. I smiled at him, beaconing him closer. He quickly took off his shirt, jeans and trousers. He climbed into bed with me. We kissed, licked and touched each other.

He nearly made me cum just by kissing my ear. I was wet for him. His cock slid into me like a knife through butter. His thrust were slight, but grew harder and harder and harder. Soon I realized my pussy was getting pounded really hard. It hurt but felt great at the same time -- if that makes any sense.

He pounded me for nearly an hour. I just wanted him to cum in me, but he kept pounding. Just when I was about to tell him to cum, my front door buzzer rang. We ignored it. It rang again, and a third time.

It kept ringing and ringing until neither of us could concentrate. "For fuck's sake!" he yelled. "Indeed," I replied. He finally got up and answered the buzzer. It was the next door neighbour who had locked herself out. (Stupid bitch cockblocker, I thought)

By the time he got back to bed my pussy was so sore that I couldn't continue, cum or no cum; which is a shame because I really wanted him to empty his load in me.

Desperately Seeking cum

2010-06-16T02:22:00.002+01:00

I haven't had any cum in me for nearly a month and it's driving me freakin' crazy!

Some women need Prozac, some women need Zoloft, but I need at LEAST a weekly dose of cum. If I could get two shots a day, that would be ideal but there's part of me that knows that will never happen. Cum makes me happy, giddy, euphoric. I simply can't describe it. Here's a few articles about how cum makes women happy:

Back to the problem at hand, I am having sex. Sometimes vaginal. Sometimes oral. Sometimes I give and sometimes I receive. The sex is good, however, lately there seems to be some issues.

It is so damn hard to coordinate both of our schedules. Sometimes I'm too tired and sometimes he is. His sex drive has been really high this month, whereas mine has been unusually low. I have turned down sex in lieu of sleep several times this month.

He likes to fuck in the morning. Normally, I like this too, but I've been having problems getting wet. Sure, when I finger myself for a while I get wet, but I don't have the sort of instant wetness in the morning that would make spontaneous sex fun. I tend to be somewhat dry. Yes, there's no feeling like a cock being shoved in your dry pussy!

He likes to take his time cumming. I often want his cum so badly, that I just want him to cum in me immediately. I know, most women want a guy with staying power. Admittedly, yes that is nice. But I want my fix of cum so badly, that I sometimes find myself daydreaming about Goldiecocks - who came in me instantly.

This past week I have been horny like crazy (probably because I'm fertile) but there has been shit getting in the way of us having sex: Working late, going to the gym, helping friends move, going to bed early for an early start at work.

I just want time, a wet pussy and lots of cum to make me happy. Am I asking for too much?

The Vagina Drill

2010-06-16T00:56:00.000+01:00

This is one of those facts that I wouldn't believe if it weren't on OMGFacts

The female bedbug has no sexual opening. To get around this, the male uses his penis to DRILL A VAGINA into the female.

The process, known as "traumatic insemination" is a practice used by mites and bedbugs, and a species of spider in Israel called "Harpactea sadistica".

In traumatic insemination the males pierce through the females' body wall to inseminate directly into their body cavity. Their penises (or rather, the bug equivalent) are sharp like hypodermic needles (they're pretty terrifying to look at actually)

Read the rest of the article here

That is really crazy. Imagine if human women didn't have vaginas and men had to drill a hole in us? I would ONLY date carpenters then. Interesting fact, Jesus was a carpenter. I'm just sayin'

Safari Pants & Deleting Crusty Cock

2010-06-14T08:02:00.000+01:00

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Indonesian man claims cow seduced him for sex

2010-06-13T12:04:00.003+01:00

What? How is that possible?

BEIJING, June 13 (Xinhuanet) -- An Indonesian young man claimed that he was seduced by a cow into having sex, according to The Jakarta Globe on Sunday.

Gusti Ngurah Alit, 18, was caught having sex with a cow by his neighbor on last Sunday, which has caught a sensation among locals.

Alit said he did not see a cow but a beautiful young woman. "She called my name and seduced me, so I had sex with her," he said.

In order to cleanse his village, Alit was forced into marrying the cow on Friday – he was bathed and the cow was drowned in the ocean.

During the ritual, Alit passed out for overstrain and it was unclear whether vows were exchanged before the cow was killed.

Alit had to pay 2,000 old coins as a traditional punishment while the village chief paid the owner of the cow 5 million rupiah (545 U.S. dollars) in compensation.

From: http://news.xinhuanet.com/english2010/world/2010-06/13/c_13348820.htm

Working Up a Sweat

2010-06-08T17:58:00.002+01:00

From: Larry
To: me@naivelondongirl.com
Date: Tue, Jun 8, 2010 at 4:26 PM
Subject: Playlist

I sent you an earlier email and forgot to ask will you post a playlist of your favorite songs. I know you workout using your iPod/iPhone and the Nike+ system and I am curious what you workout to. I have discovered a lot of good music simply by asking people what they are listening to. This song is on the top of my playlist now (Feeling Good by Origins of Symmetry) I am not sure how old or new it is but it is new to me.
Larry

Hi Larry,

I like that song Feeling Good, which I think is by Muse on their album the Origins of Symmetry. I also really dig that song New Born. Anyhow, to answer your question, yes I use Nike plus. Usually I run on the treadmill or use the cross-country machine. My playlist is below. I've also included links to them in case you want to have a listen.

SaySayism Allstar Jam - DJ Lobsterdust
Where's your URAQT Austin Powers - Dr. Waumiau
Kiss Britney's Boyfriend -Titus Jones
Clock a Minute (Coldplay vs The Pussycat Dolls) - Pheugoo
U.G.L.Y. - Daphne & Celeste
Work it - Missy Elliot
You've Got the Love - Florence & the Machine
Chase the Sun - Planet Funk
Great DJ - The Ting Tings
That's Not My Name - The Ting Tings
Who We Be - DMX

Hope that helps. I got most of the mash ups from MashUpTown.com

Cheers,
Anjelika

Platform 8

2010-06-08T14:02:00.003+01:00

Yesterday I was required to work at a client site in Manchester. With my laptop on my back and my handbag on my shoulder I approached platform 8. Suddenly a flashback: January 2006, the same train platform. There stood the BFE with his laptop and bag. He going out of town from work. I insisted on meeting him at the train station to give him a good-bye kiss and hand job.

He looked so very cute. So vulnerable. So lustful. I could tell that every inch of his body wanted to be pressed next to mine. I could tell that he wanted me just by the way he looked at me.

I greeted him with a kiss. I always loved feeling his tongue in my mouth. I loved the way he tasted. I slipped my hand down his trousers. He sighed with pleasure. I wish I could have given him more than a hand job.

I hated that we were there in public instead of at his home, in private, where we would be fucking madly, no doubt. Every date with him had ended with amazing sex. We often had two, sometimes three sessions of hot uncompromising sex.

His cock was surprisingly large and feeling it in me always felt fantastic. Sometimes he’d cum in my mouth and I’d swap it back to his mouth.

I remember feeling really alive when I was with him. I guess our ‘relationship’ was a bit of an anomaly as we never had bad sex. There were bad moments, bad dinners, bad attitudes but never bad sex. We were both extremely passionate and sexual. We both loved cumming. We both couldn’t wait to fuck each other again... until eventually he went back to his wife. Oh, there's always a complication, isn't there?

I boarded the train bound for Manchester and took a seat near the window. I can honestly say that I really feel happy about the relationship that I’m currently in. The sex is good, but different. Even calling it sex seems wrong. It’s love making. It’s a totally different experience. I love the fact that my partner loves me so much that he want to get me pregnant and he wants to be with me, forever. That in itself is sexy.

Sex with the BFE was mindblowing. It felt exhilarating and illicit. Sometimes even now I find myself craving that level of exciting sex. On the downside sex with him felt ephemeral; transient; as if it could end at any moment so we had better make the best of it.

No doubt I’m in a better place now, but I still have cravings that are particularly hard to shake.

He is probably the only guy in this world that could still tempt me. But no, we don't want to revisit that again, now do we?

Surprise

2010-06-08T14:00:00.000+01:00

Anjelika's shocking surprise

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Exercise and Blow Jobs

2010-06-07T02:33:00.000+01:00

How would I sum up the past 4 days? Exercise and blow jobs.

I've been spending lots of time at the gym attempting to get fit. My goal is to lose 20KG by December. I'm having horrible sugar cravings, which I've been trying to stem off by eating sunflower seeds. I have been watching my diet-- not as closely as I should, however. I have also been spending lots of time at the gym.

Last week I went for a fitness test at the gym. I was dreading it. Yes, I know I need to get into shape. The fitness test made me realize that I soooo need to work on strength and flexibility. Guess how many push ups I can do in a minute? None. That's so pathetic. If I ever have a cliffhanger moment, I will probably just go over the cliff and land in a big pile of dust like Wile E. Coyote. So far my gym routine goes something like this:

10 minutes running on treadmill
10 minutes walking on treadmill
20 minutes on the ellipticals (cross country machine)
44 lengths (1 km) in the pool

The whole workout takes me about 2 hours to do. It's been difficult clearing my schedule, but I am trying to make it a priority. But some days, I just don't have the energy.

Besides exercising, I've been giving quite a few blow jobs this weekend-- all to the same guy, of course. I even discovered a new technique. Well, it's new to me. I'm pretty sure I didn't invent it. Instead of just bobbing my head up and down while I'm sucking on his cock, I lean my whole body in-- then my full lips grasp hold of his cock and I pull back using my whole body. I guess what I'm trying to do is to create the sensation of him fucking my mouth -- and make it as pleasurable as him fucking my pussy.

No complaints so far.

Andrew Charles Leonard - Still Cheating

2010-06-03T12:26:00.000+01:00

Remember last June when I blogged about a dude I dated a while ago named Andrew Charles Leonard? It turns out he was married, had kids and in relationships with several women at once.

Since I blogged about him I've have received about 20 e-mails from women who have been deceived by him. In the past couple of days I have received 2 more e-mails from distraught women wanting to know what's going on.

It's almost farcical how he cheats on so many women. I have a list of 30-40 women he's cheated on his wife with. So I've decided to set up a new blog just to report on the farce. If it wasn't true it would be so funny. Here's the blog address: http://andrew-charles-leonard.blogspot.com/. Please check it out. Thanks.

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http://www.naivelondongirl.com/2009/06/18/update-on-fuck-face-andrew-leonard/

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Caviare, Champagne, Blow Job

2010-06-02T00:01:00.000+01:00

Last Friday was payday so Saturday morning I woke up nice and early and went to Billingsgate Fish Market. It's walking distance from my place in Canary Wharf. I came home with a bunch of fresh seafood which we proceeded to eat over the bank holiday.

Monday night we indulged ourselves. Lobster, Caviare, Champagne. Funnily enough, it was the bottle of champagne that the BFE bought me as a house warming gift when I moved in there 4 years ago. It was my first experience with caviare. The champagne went straight to my head.

As soon as we finished our plates we collapsed in each others arms and pretended to wrestle each other. While he was flat on his back on the floor, I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his fly. I took is cock out of his pants.

"Theoretically, If I weren't on my period, would we be having sex now?"

He thought about for a few seconds. "No actually, I already jerked off 4 times today. I couldn't get hard now if I wanted to."

Is it weird or that I feel cheated. He came into a tissue four times that day. I somehow feel entitled to his cum. He was wasting Kleenex when that cum should have been inside me.

Oh, but I do love a challenge! "You wanna bet?" I said to him. He nodded yes. "If I win, after my period you have to cum in me every day. And if you win I will do the washing up for the rest of the month." I know the bet was a bit strange, but it's what I wanted. I want him to cum in me every day; twice or thrice a day if possible. Maybe I have become a bit of a cum whore. The thing is, I don't want cum just anywhere. I don't want a guy to cum on my face, for instance. Nor do I want cum in my hair. But when I think about cum in my pussy I get really excited.

Maybe I get excited because I'm broody and I'm thinking baby, baby, baby. And maybe I'm craving cum because I've never had an extended period in my life where I've had enough unprotected sex for a sustaining period of time. Now, here's my chance, and I want it baaaaad.

I cup his balls with my hand. I gently move my hand up to his cock and slowly massage the base. I lower my head down onto his cock. I suck him off for a good ten minutes-- even though I feel like I'm about to get lockjaw. He groans in pleasure and tells me how great I am at blow jobs. He asked where did I learn to give a blow job like that? I felt sort of weird telling him that I've had significant practice. I don't think guys really want to know that much about their girls.

When I'm done sucking him he does indeed have an erection. I win. I get up off the floor and feel my vagina. I'm wet. I didn't realize that sucking my man off could make ME so horny! There's a wetness between my legs-- it's not blood. It's my own vaginal secretions, wet and slippery. I want him to fuck me, regardless. When I ask he quotes Meatloaf, "I would do anything for love, but I won't do that."

Sex and the City 2

2010-06-01T04:51:00.000+01:00

I liked Sex and the City 2 better than original Sex and the City movie. The original SATC movie had a lot of sadness in it. Steve cheats on Miranda. Big leaves Carrie at the Alter. Miranda betrays Carrie. It was all really deep stuff. I felt that Carrie was so devastated from her break up with Big that I didn't see how it was ever possible that they would get back together.

The original also had lots of exposition. It had to account for what had happened to the girls since the series ended. It had to introduce the girls to an audience who may not have seen the series.

What I loved about the original TV show were the nuances and details in the girl's lives. I liked how Carrie was the first-person omniscient narrator. They took that away in movie. Actually, the producers took away Carrie's omniscience during the last two episodes of season six. We used to see the world of the girls through Carrie. Everything was filtered through Carrie even if she wasn't in the scene. I found it annoying when this started to change. Example, Season six in the last episode when Big asks Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha what to do about Carrie. Miranda responds, "Go get our girl." We no longer are seeing the world through Carrie's eyes.

The first film had amazing fashion. Some of those wedding dresses were to die for. And who can forget that hilarious zinger from Candace Bergen, "40 is the last age a woman can be photographed in a wedding dress without the unintended Diane Arbus subtext."

All the action that happened in the first SATC movie would have been better off in a Series 7. Too much was going on. The time period it covered was too long - 9 months.

So in comes SATC2. It starts off with the wedding of Stanford Blatch and Anthony Marentino. If you recall they kissed in the last movie. So two years later they're getting married. Stanford is a stunning "broom" in white. Miranda is the best dressed of them all. But the absolute show stopper is Liza Minelli singing Single Ladies (Put a Ring on it) and doing the dance. Liza has never looked so great.

There was so much humour in this movie, I was laughing through out. Samantha is even funnier than in the series. And Aiden. He looked hot, and I can definitely see why Carrie was tempted.

The girls had a lot of costume changes, but it wasn't rally the clothes that grabbed me in this movie. It was the humour. Miranda was light and jovial. Such a switch from the original SATC movie where she was cold, dark and bitchy.

I really enjoyed this second movie. My only complaint is that it wasn't really, in the city. NYC is like a fifth character in the series and in this movie it was almost entirely excluded. On the flip side Abu Dhabi looks like a great place to visit. Oh, if only I had the money to do a trip there properly...

If you are a fan of the series I encourage you to go see this movie. You will be laughing and laughing and laughing the whole night long.

Image: Warner Bros/Craig Blankenhorn

Raspberry Swirled

2010-05-31T15:50:00.000+01:00

My sleep cycle is all out of whack from the bank holiday. I woke up at 12:30 AM and watched Sky news until 4AM. He comes into the lounge at 4. He just woke up. His hair is all messy. I love his bedhead. He's groggy. The next thing I notice is his massive hard on. I look up at his cock.

He's telling me the TV is up too loud or something. I'm not really listening. I'm just looking at his cock. "Anjelika, Anjelika" he snaps his finger. I look up at his face. "Wow, I can't believe you're hard!" I say to him.

He looks down and is surprised at his own erection. How is it possible for a guy to have an erection and not realize it? Is there some guy that can explain that to me?

I crawl over to him and take his cock into my mouth. He doesn't have to ask. He doesn't have to say anything. I cup my hands around his butt cheeks and bob my head forward. I pay extra attention to the tip of his cock. I flick my tongue on it intermittently.

"Stop. Bedroom. Now."

Off goes the TV and we head straight into the bedroom. I pull down my panties as I crawl onto the bed. He positions himself over me and slides his cock into my pussy. Even though I'm not as wet as usual, we're able to get into a good position. I deeply feel each thrust.

He tells me how sexy I am. He tells me that he hasn't cum in days. He tells me how good it feels to be inside me. He tells me how he hopes the load of cum that I'm about to receive will make a baby.

He thrusts harder and harder. Each time he pushes into me I groan; it's pleasure and pressure. After 10 minutes of thrusting and grunting he tells me that he's going to cum. I wrap my legs around him tightly. He shoots his load into me.

"You just got a LOT of cum. I've been saving that cum for your for days," he tells me. He keeps his flaccid cock inside me. He says he wants to make sure that it all hits my cervix.

He pulls out a few minutes later and I'm feeling hornier than ever. I rub my clit for a while. Soon I feel really tired. We collapse in each others arms.

I wake up 5 hours later. The dog is licking my face. I hop out of bed, put on a skirt, no panties, and head out the door with her lead. On the way back from the park I stop in the corner shop and pick up some juice. I feel something dripping down my leg. As I patiently wait in the queue I realize that a tiny bit of cum has managed to come out of my pussy and drip down to my ankle.

I leave the store with my juice. The dog sniffs my ankle but look uninterested. I was wondering if she would lick it, but that would be sort of gross.

Back in the flat I cut up some fruit for breakfast. I feel something gush out of my pussy. I get some toilet paper to wipe myself. Curiously, it's not just cum. My period has started and there's an interesting raspberry swirl effect going on. I guess it's more dark red/ brown and white. It's gross and ponderous simultaneously.

I sigh out of frustration. No pregnancy this month. My period was several days late. Normally it is 28 days; like clockwork, but when I have (unprotected) sex on a regular basis, my period decides not to be so regular. It was this time last year that I started having frequent unprotected sex. Then the sex stopped for a while. Almost 8 months. And now I'm doing it again.

I feel somewhat encouraged that I'm going to have a lot of fun trying to get pregnant next month.

Reminiscing 2006

2010-05-31T12:44:00.000+01:00

It's been a couple of months since I moved from Blogger to Wordpress and I'm still re-formatting all my old entries. I know there are parts of this blog that look a mess. Believe me, I am working on it. There are about 600 entries total and I've formatted about a hundred of them. Sometimes I feel like I'll never finish. The past two days I've been reformatting my blog entries from 2006 when I first started this blog. I have been reading over my old entries and in many ways it's fascinating! It's almost like reading a book where the protagonist is this hot and horny black chick and then I realize it's me.

I seem like such a different person then. I guess that's why I find it fascinating because I feel like I'm reading about someone else's crazy life. But no, it's all me.

Here are a few highlights from them:

Princess Superstar Was Right - Me + a cute guy + hotel room fun
Daddy, Daddy, You Bastard I'm Through - I play the Lolita and get licked out by Humbert Humbert
Heavy Petting on the Northern Line - I get it one with my boss on the tube!
Milk Spilt - A guy I met on Craig's List cums over my face.

I can't believe I did those things. Where did I get the time? Yes, I had lots of sex play but I also had my share of bad dates:

He wants me to have his baby - Dating a way older guy.
Second Date with T: the F word - Just when I find a guy I like, he wants to be friends.
Second date with J: Faking it- Sometimes you just aren't attracted to the guy.

When reading over all these old posts there are two things that caught resonated with me. The guys that I dated and bedded seemed awfully selfish, horny and superficial. But also, I was just as selfish, horny and superficial. My behaviour at times was abhorrent.

I really feel like I'm in a different place now. I'm not claiming not to be completely selfless at this point. When I was in my twenties I just wanted to fuck around. Yes, I guess we all are ultimately looking for "the one," but I don't think that back in 2006 that I was mentally prepared to meet "the one." Maybe I had to go through the rigmarole of dating so many weirdos, cocks and assholes to get where I am now? Which begs the question, where am I now? I am in a relationship. That's really all I can say as he doesn't want to be mentioned in the blog.

When you meet the guy or girl that you know you want to be with all the silly games stop. There's no one-upmanship. There's no wondering if he'll call you back. There are no doubts. Maybe, I'm naive, but what I have found is that there is tremendous confidence. There is a sort of knowing. I want to be selfless for this man. I want to go out of my way to make him happy and he feels the same. This is markedly different to how I felt in the past; particularly in 2006.

I'm not ashamed of any of the sex stuff I've done in the past. If there's anything I could change it's that I wish I were nicer and more honest to the guys I didn't like and wasn't interested in. I just should have been upfront and said I wasn't interested.

I wish I spent less time seeking the attention of Mr. Charming or the BFE. I wish I had been better at identifying men that wasted my time and just moved on.

I wish I had spent more time on improving myself instead of longing for the guys clearly didn't want me.

There are also a few things I'm really happy about:

I'm really happy that I've had safe sex. After all, I wouldn't want to be known as Naive Chlamydia Girl.
After all of the BFE drama, I'm happy that I emotionally detached myself from him. I needed to sever ties with him in a way that could never be fixed. The method that I employed, writing his wife a note and sticking it in his postbox, was shitty, but something had to be done.
I'm happy that I got rid of the Anti-Ones in my life.
I'm happy that I didn't compromise my principles

I am also glad that I have blogged about my life. As I look back on 2006 with smiles and sighs I can't help thinking, "My God, I have REALLY lived." Which is something not everyone can say.

"The record shows I took the blow And did it my way..."

Vaginal Discharge

2010-05-28T01:32:00.000+01:00

When I got home from work yesterday, I immediately stripped off my clothes. That has become part of my daily routine. As soon as I get in the door the bra and panties come off. Usually I slip into something less formal than my work clothes. Sometimes I change in to my "jammy jams" (pyjamas). Sometimes I put on a new pair of bra and knickers. And sometimes I just remain naked.

Today after I took off my navy blue lace panties I fingered myself for a while. I wasn't touching myself in a sexual way; it was more of a curious way. If you assume I'm not pregnant I was due to start my period a couple days ago. Although somehow my gut has told me that my period, if I get it, will be really late this month. So far that's proving to be true.

I stuck a finger up my pussy to see if there was any sign of blood to come. Nope. No red in sight.

I looked down at my clit and saw what I consider to be a lot of vaginal discharge. It was thick, white and creamy. It looked like a guy had spunked on on me. How bizarre, I thought. Then I started fingering myself, in a sexual way, to see if I could get more of it to come out.

My pussy was wet and I was ripe for mounting. I walked into the living room and offered myself to my guy. I showed him the glob of discharge on my clit.

I reached down and fingered myself so I could get a dab of the discharge on my finger. I ran my finger across his lips. He licked his lips, stood up and walked into the bedroom. He told me he wanted to eat me out. I told him I didn't have time for that; that I had to meet a friend at Old Street.

I wanted a quickie. He wanted something longer. He told me to hurry back from meeting my friend and that there will be hard on waiting for me when I get home.

Condoms too Big for Indian Men?

2010-05-27T16:04:00.000+01:00

A survey of more than 1,000 men in India has concluded that condoms made according to international sizes are too large for a majority of Indian men.

The study found that more than half of the men measured had penises that were shorter than international standards for condoms.

It has led to a call for condoms of mixed sizes to be made more widely available in India.

Read the rest of the news story here:
http:/news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/6161691.stm/

Is this news story true? Just out of curiosity, how big are Indian men? Maybe I'm missing out on something

Legs in the Air

2010-05-26T00:58:00.000+01:00

Wanda and I chat about: M15, Make a wish finals, dating the fans, Adam Curry, moving on, Whitney Houston, Whitney's Chuff

"My legs have spent so much time in the air I just can't tell you."

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2010-05-24T03:07:00.000+01:00

I lost my sex drive this weekend. In fact, I haven't felt like having sex since last Tuesday. I've just felt so exhausted and overworked that by the time bedtime comes, all I want to do is to rest my head on the pillow and go to sleep.

I'm thinking maybe the hot weather is contributing to this. Last night I made a half-hearted attempt to have sex, but I just wasn't wet enough. I played with my clit for a few minutes. Nothing happened. Usually I would expect to feel my vagina moistening. I stuck my fingers in my pussy and it felt almost bone dry.

I just haven't been "in the mood." Part of me has wondered if this is an early sign of pregnancy? In this instance Google is no help. If you ever google, 'Early signs of pregnancy' everything and anything is a symptom.

Anyhow, it's only 2 days until Aunt Flo comes to visit so I'll have an answer in that regard soon.

My next dilemma is trying to figure out how to have a sex blog when I don't feel like having sex?

81 Year Old Sex Addict

2010-05-24T02:53:00.000+01:00

London: A bizarre accident turned an 81-year-old man into a sex addict, forcing his family to keep him under house arrest.

Angelo De Luca spent four days in coma after falling out from a plum tree, at his family home in Biasca, Switzerland.

However, after he recovered the granddad experienced a greater sex drive.

In fact, he spent 3,000 pounds of his savings in one session at a local brothel.

"Since my wife died a year ago, Leona has been there for me. It's not only that she's good in bed. She gives me new life force and courage. She is my friend, my only confidant," the Sun quoted him, as saying, referring to the prostitute he has been visiting.

Now, judges ruled that his sex addiction had made De Luca unfit to govern his own affairs and his son Daniele has taken control of his property that includes two houses and bank accounts.

Daniele said: "My father broke seven ribs and his lungs were pierced in the fall. He had to wait for three weeks for surgery."

"He had severe pain and the nurse gave him morphine, maybe too much. My father fell into a coma for four days. That must have wiped out a brain function. The one that inhibits the sex drive."

Original Link http://www.dnaindia.com/world/report_81-year-old-man-falls-from-tree-becomes-sex-addict_1386687