The Prosperity Protocols call me to initiate Operation FAV (Fuck Antonella and Vanessa). In July we’re going over to Argentina to visit her family. Antonella is one of her friends who is hot and into pole dancing, with strong thighs I want. Vanessa is her cousin, my age, and a wila—I want her too. This is going to take some discipline and skill.
Within my understanding of sexual prosperity I have to try and develop my capacity to enjoy sex with as many women as possible—learning, accepting, growing. I have found that women want this too, or that at least many of the women I’ve encountered want that, to fuck, and that in many cases the problem is more in our own heads than in reality.
This blog has now become NSFW and probably not the type of reading I’d like to write but some of these things, the things that are happening in life just have to be put down. It’s just for biographical purposes, for myself, not much hope of it being useful for others. So here we go.
Woke up. Just lying there for a while, probably somewhere around four, decide to get up but also to fuck. So I start grabbing her, we kiss, she’s sleepy, I’m on top, she grabs my cawk and puts it on her pussy, she’s tight and dry, we go slow, real slow, we get the head in—we start fucking. It’s good, intense, we’re trying not to make noise. I feel the animal in me. Her parents, visiting for the holidays, are next door while I dick my wife, she’s such a horny little slut. She came good. I later went into my studio and took a pic of the cawk and liked it.