Sunday, May 1, 2011

Carrying a Torch

I'm carryin' a torch for you
I'm carryin' a torch
You know how much it costs
To keep carryin' a torch

Van Morrison

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Venezia, ti amo

Canal Grande, the Venice's Main Street

Donna Leon, the Queen of Venezia. You have to read her books.

It's not the same, but there exists also a Second Venice.

He, he. Some spanish people was here.

[Pulita = clean, in italian]
[Putita = little bitch, in spanish]

Friday, April 17, 2009

Sappho - Safo - Σαπφώ

Safo llançant-se al mar (1881)
Sappho throwning herself into the sea (1881)
by Miquel Carbonell, catalan painter.

Sappho's Hymn to Aphrodite

Iridescent-throned Aphrodite, deathless
Child of Zeus, wile-weaver, I now implore you,
Don't--I beg you, Lady--with pains and torments
Crush down my spirit,
But before if ever you've heard my pleadings
Then return, as once when you left your father's
Golden house; you yoked to your shining car your
Wing-whirring sparrows;
Skimming down the paths of the sky's bright ether
On they brought you over the earth's black bosom,
Swiftly--then you stood with a sudden brilliance,
Goddess, before me;
Deathless face alight with your smile, you asked me
What I suffered, who was my cause of anguish,
What would ease the pain of my frantic mind, and
Why had I called you
To my side: "And whom should Persuasion summon
Here, to soothe the sting of your passion this time?
Who is now abusing you, Sappho? Who is
Treating you cruelly?
Now she runs away, but she'll soon pursue you;
Gifts she now rejects--soon enough she'll give them;
Now she doesn't love you, but soon her heart will
Burn, though unwilling."
Come to me once more, and abate my torment;
Take the bitter care from my mind, and give me
All I long for; Lady, in all my battles
Fight as my comrade.

En español - Spanish version

Who's Sappho? Quién es Safo?

Lesbos Island - Isla de Lesbos

Monday, April 13, 2009

Oooooooooooooo Marge!!!!

I never could have imagined that you were so...

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Customize your cock!

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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Fes país: llegeix erotisme en català

I'm so sorry, my friends, but you cannot still enjoy all that great catalan erotic stories. Ask for them to Random House, Harper Collins, Viking Press, Penguin, Simon & Schuster and all that stuff. They deserve to be translated to english!

I en castellà també, només faltaria.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Have you ever read a declaration of love stronger than this one?

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of de tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo.Lee.Ta.

'Lolita' by Vladimir Nabokov. 1955.

Lolita, luz de mi vida, fuego de mis entrañas. Pecado mío, alma mía. Lo-li-ta: la punta de la lengua emprende un viaje de tres pasos paladar abajo hasta apoyarse, en el tercero, en los dientes. Lo.Li.Ta.

En español no suena tan bien, verdad? Sobre todo, se pierde la fuerza poética de 'light of my life'. Y lo de dientes en lugar de teeth... pero bueno, no está mal.

A veure, provem-ho en català:

Lolita, llum de la meva vida, foc de les meves entranyes. Pecat meu, ànima meva. Lo-li-ta: la punta de la llengua emprèn un viatge de tres passes pal·ladar avall fins a repenjar-se, en la tercera, a les dents. Lo.Li.Ta.

Psxè. La millor és l'original, sens dubte.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Hello people from Second Life

Hiya, darling. Welcome to my blog. Please leave a comment, hun. Lol, lmao, brb, afk, rl, <3, wb, cu.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

NYC tale, by Ailsa Cortes

samara[UC] said: 'I think you should start, so we can start introducing our stories to your blog... Why don't you write one of your fantasies... after I read yours, I will be happy to share at least one of my fantasies or experiences'.

Ok, you're right, sweetie. I'm going to shoot first. Here goes a short story based on real facts, from my loved friend Ailsa Cortes. It's specially dedicated to you, samara[UC], cos it happens in your city, NYC. Mmmm!

It was the last week of January of this year. I was in NYC for a training update for the computer systems I work with and it was a week long process. There were 2 of us from my region that went, Paul and myself. I did not really know Paul very well but he was a nice guy and pretty good looking and we got to know each other pretty well over the week long training. It was Friday and we were at lunch talking about everything and we got on the subject of tattoo's and piercings. I told Paul I was going to get both of my nipples pierced with silver bars and my clit pierced with a silver ring at the same time... He called me on it and so I called a place in the East Village and got an 11 PM appointment to have the piercings done.

Paul and I went out to dinner that night and I had a few drinks to release the tension of the week. We finished dinner and took a taxi to the shop where I was to have my piercings done, it was nothing special. It was a little shop in-between a couple of other little shops with a glass door. We went in to the shop and on the walls were many pictures of tattoo's one could get and in front of me was a long vinyl bench and to the right was a door that went to the back. Next to the door was an opening in the wall with a glass display case with the jewelry for piercings. I went over to the display case and was met by the owner and he asked what I wanted. I told him that I wanted both of my nipples pierced and also my clit tonight. He asked me if I had already chosen my jewelry and I told him I had not and asked for his recommendation and what he liked. He said that depends on the type and shape of the breast and clit. He asked me if my clit was out or hooded and asked so many questions about my breasts that I could not answer fast enough for him.

He was frustrated with me and told me to take off my clothes and put them on the counter so we could get started and not fuck around any more. At that point I just submitted to what ever he wanted I don't know what came over me but I turned into a total submissive to him. I did it.... I unbuttoned my blouse and put it on the counter, I took off my shoes and socks, I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down off my hips and they fell to my ankles. I stepped out of my pants and put them on the counter, so there I was standing in a black bra and a thong in the front of the shop. I was really nervous but at the same time... very excited and I could feel my pussy start to become wet. The owner put my clothes into a box on the counter and told me to finish undressing and I asked him if he wanted me to go to the back and finish. He stated, NO just take off you bra and panties and put them here in the box. I undid my bra and my large 40 DD breast were now hanging free, I put the bra in the box. I pushed my panties down and they fell to the floor and stepped out of them and was frozen at that point. He asked Paul, my co-worker who I had forgotten was even there to pick them up and put them in the box.

So there I was standing in the front of this shop NAKED as could be, my pussy was so wet that I thought I was going to start dripping on the floor and I did not care. I was so in the moment that I would have done anything the shop owner told me to and I did. He called me over to the counter and had me lean in toward him and took out the nipple bars and started to put them next to my nipples. He said my nipples have to be erect to get a good feel and pinched each one and I said yes Sir and moaned under my breath. My nipples did not erect right away and he took out a pair of nipple clamps with a chain between them and put one on each nipple. God, I loved the feeling of clamps on my nipples... I can cum just by having them on, anyway he told me that I had to wear them for 30 minutes so my nipples would be ready for the bars and I told him... yes Sir. I sat with Paul in the lobby of the shop for 30 minutes without any clothes and silently had 3 orgasms every time I shifted my position on the bench. I pretended like it was no big deal and he called me to the back and Paul came with me for moral support and to watch, he pierced my nipples and I organized each time from the pain and sensations.

He had me lay back on a table and spread my legs open and he pinched my hooded clit to make it erect and I organized so fucking hard that I did not even feel him put my new silver ring in my clit. He told me that it was over and to get dressed. I thanked him for the excellent work and got dressed. Paul and I left the shop and to this day he and I have never spoken about what he saw me do there... though I may be reaching the ripe age of 34 this year... I was just born sexually.

********** Samara, hun, your turn :D

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Tell me about you

Hiya, folks!

I want to know about your sex experiences, specially in BDSM and other kinky practices. Vanilla? No problem! Real experiences, virtual experiences, or simply fiction will be welcome.

Share your experiences here, with me and with the world, or if you prefer you can write me to ivetwriter [at]

Don't be shy. Feel free to say just what you want. Not necessary to be polite. Write in english, español, català, deutsch, 日本語, 中文, Русский, العربية... no matter!

Kisses from Barcelona, Catalonia, Spain.