Lola’s private hotline!

June 8th 2007,

Once i called a hotline, i remember it like yesterday. The voice that met me on the phone was adorable, soft like a summer breeze, slow and low like a whisper, it gave me chill, i loved it!
I was nervous, since i never done this before i didn’t really know what to say or do, “the phone rang, one, two signals went by before i connected, “Wellcome to Lola’s private hotline, i am here to pleasure only you, for now i’m all yours, please make a selection after the beep, love lola.”.
Press one for Live chat with Lola,
Press two for dirty and sexy sounds to pleasure your mind,
Press three for my ultimate collection of novell’s where i tell you my most inner secret toughts.
Press four for my lessons in how to pleasure your self as a man,
Press five for my lessons in how to pleasure your self as a woman,
Press six to hang up and hopefully you be back soon, kiss n’ love Lola.

I wanted soo bad to speak to a girl, since i was soo shy when i was out in the real world this might be a away for me to express my inner dirty toughts and pleasure my self at the same time? A way to get close to a girl, well talk to a real girl a real voice. I was nervous.
I pressed one, after a little while a voice met me, “hi young sexy one how may i pleasure you tonight?” i mumbled, “hi Lola” that was all i managed to get thru my mouth at the time, i could tell by the voice that she could hear it on my voice once i started speak that i was nervous, she said “don’t be nervous young one, maybe you would like to give me your name sweety?”
“Michael” i said, “or Mike” her soft voice was soo calm and sexy i imagine i could speak to her all night, my toughts started to spin away trying to make sense of what i was doing, she spoke “Hi Michael what a lovley name, would you like me to call you Michael or Mike?” my voice was still a bit shaky when i answerd her “Mike would do” she said “aww i loove Mike, sounds like a bad boy, are you a dirty bad boy Mike?” i didnt really know what to say, was i a bad boy? My fingers trembled on the phone as i tried to find the rights words” ye ..yes i guess i am Lola” “ i think soo to Mike, what is it that you fantasies about right now? what’s on your mind?” her voice was so wonderfull, i didn’t belive i was speaking to a girl, less Lola, i was thrilled about it but at the same time very shy and quit.
“me having you Lola” ooh shiit i tought, did i say that out loud?
“ aww sweety, cutie Mike, do you know what i look like? “ yes Lola i do”
“describe me” she commanded! It spooked me, i have never described a girl, and never one i liked so much as Lola, she got me horny everyday thinking about her, she was the ultimate rush, “don’t know if i can” i said with an unsure voice, “ ofcourse you can Mike, tell me what you see when you think about me, are you touching your cock while you fantasies about me?”
“yes i do always” gosh, i don’t know if i can do this i tought, my pulse was rushing right now and i felt dizzy, she was good at this and i was really bad, never talked about my self in this way. I went over to my bed to lay down “so tell me Mike what you see while you touching your cock?” “you” i said again.
“yes you told me, but what do i look like to you, what makes you come?”
“am i doing something to you? tell me Mike”

To be continued…

Male Nympho?

..Sometimes I wonder If i am a Male nympho somehow, or if it’s just lack of female attention, coz i am constant horny, just a few times during the past 2 years i lost the lust of sex, due to the fact taht i got raped by a big drunk girl, when i was still a virgin, was in total chock tath night and paralized… aswell, an other happening that i don’t wnat to talk about much.

How come female friends, can take pictures of each other, naked pictures play with each other and just tease and have fun, squeeze one other boobs, and just live the sexuality out some how? somtimes i wish i had a friend like that(female ofc. DOH!) a dare devil who could do stuff like that to tease me and pleasure me some how, touch me.

I still looking for love, and affection, attention from a girl, i am 32 and never really had sex, i dont know what it feels like to have pleasure, besides the horrific night when i lost my virginity which i don’t rem. much from nor did i ahvea ny pleasure from it, i didn’t even come…i dont know much about sex other then that, and from porn movies which i watch kinda often. YES Angelina..i can hear your taughts!! *smile* but i do like it to be honest, and won’t hide that.

i just wish i could share that intresst or pleasure somehow with a girl. and not a tv!!!
Is it weird to ask for a girl to be bold to watch me do it or ask her to give me a hand job? or how do you do it if u don’t know the person, it seem like it’s most common thing when it comes to young ppl. me my slef never had the guts to be like that, even if i wanted to i never had the chance or the mental str, to talkt to women when i was younger, how can i find someone like that who wanna tease n pleasure me jsut for the sake of doing it for me now when i couldn’t do it then?

its hard to feel this, and have all these sexual emotions with in me and never get it out, just build it up, emotional jail…writing about it, watching pix, and movies can only do so much… what to do?
someone would say, find a girl friend, ..- i wish i could, but i lack something with in me that many other has, “guts” afraid, many other things i belive which makes it harder for sure…

well nuff said for now,

a few beautys maybe? i love the female bosom!! i once touched one, ty =)

All pictures can be found here, just swap around.

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Californication!

The new era of tv shows? Well it was fun to see David D. Being plain ass bitch for starter, aswell as the show brings us some doubtable subjects and things to talk about,Provoking!! no more censur or drama BS worked around shows, Californication brings us Hank!? What a name by the way..well Hank is a writer..well more like one time hit writer, he wrote the book “a crazy little thing called love” and it hit big, everyone “loved” it, number one best seller…

The funny thing about being famous, ppl just adore u, shout ur name, care so much about uuuuu …that u throw up in the end, puke around. write you letters give you offers, powerful ppl hand you opportunities like breakfast a bad morning..

They even “love” you! Yea looove you….can you feel the word in your mouth? saying it…looove you!!
..that is when u done something good, and hit the top of the mountain, easy money easy fame..hard fall! Boom u are done mate..
And when u are out noone cares, u are out of the picture till u do something else someone loves, during that time nobody cares, noone loves you or shouts your name..noone remember the times…when u actually did something good! And now he is stucked with a writers block! Well like my self to be honest…

I love this show coz i can see my self in him, i got the words worked up good, ppl allways complain about my filthy mouth, but hey´ ..i only live once..like me or just fuck me sideways..dont care!! But i got a problem that “hank” doesnt, i am to nice..allwyas ready to make nice..or being nice in anyway i can and allways “care”…i hate the fucking word “care”…tired of it… sux really…i care toooo fucking much if u ask me…almost nobody else does so why should i “care”? And allways to many “i must do this and that” why? Do what the fucking hell you want and don´t care about it nor look back.

Well even tho i speak like a maniac on speed, i really need to work on being a ironic fucktard towards ppl. Take life with a pinch of salt and just fuck around like everybody else does.

That´s the fun part of the show, we see what ppl do! not what the screenwriters want us to think we see and they do.

Life is like crossing the line between a woman legs..sadly!

P.S And remember girls, my name is “Michael” i am a fucking angel !! D.S