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Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Stanley Clarke "Justice's Groove"

Pheromones

I have got to get this shit off my chest. It's been close to 16 years now and I have to talk about it. Have you ever met someone and for whatever reason things didn't work out between the two of you, but you have never forgotten about them? Yeah! Me too!!! This story happened back in my tittie dancing days. Yes, I'm a former pole swinger if you didn't know. How else do you think I got into this business. Again, use the world as your classroom. Here's the story. It was close to closing time at the club. It wasn't one of the best places that I had previously worked nor was it the worse. I saw him walk in and to be honest he didn't grab my attention right away. His sparkly jacket covered in rhinestones, let me know he liked to be seen. I was finishing up my set for the evening and attempted to keep my distance from him. I had been working since 7pm and was genuinely tired. It takes a lot of physical and mental energy swinging around a damn pole all night (seriously). So, my set was over and I headed straight for the dressing room, avoiding any and all detours. I sat there with some other young ladies and listened to their stories about their adventures of the night. My 5inch stilettos were removed from my feet for the evening and I was in the process of putting on my everyday wear clothes...you know the outfits that doesn't draw any attention to you (sweatpants, t-shirt and gym shoes). As I was putting on my t-shirt, one of the young ladies entered the room and yelled "Dallas, there is this guy that is requesting to see you". I knew who she was talking about immediately "Fuck!" this meant, that I had to get re-undressed all over again. I could always use the extra money and back in those days lap dances were $10 a song. There was enough time left in the evening to get at least four more dances. So I began the process of putting back on my thong, stilettos and bikini top and pranced my ass back to the sparkly man's booth. "Hello" I said as I sat to the right of him. He replied with a somewhat faint "Hi". I put my hand out and introduced myself as did he. His name was Chuck. Chuck had a story to tell as he sipped on his Hennessy and Coke. It was a terrible sad story that brought tears to my eyes and this is probably where all this shit began. Chuck had to put his best friend to sleep earlier that day and he needed a way to release some of his emotional stress, so he did what most single men did in those days...he found his way to the tittie bar. His friend was a German Rottweiller that we will call "Silver Girl". Silver Girl had been sick for quite some time and Chuck had to make a decision to put her to sleep. I'm an animal person and his story touched my heart. We gained a rapport with one another and finally I asked him if he would like a dance. Now, I need for you to understand something before I tell you about this dance. There were regulars that came into the club that never got a dance from anyone, you know the type of men that would walk in, sit at the bar, get a drink, laugh and talk with the owner and all the girls knew them. Well one thing these tittie rats knew about me is that I had a basic routine that I would do for any and every man that I danced for. It was always repeated with no emotion. However, I straddled Chuck and made the biggest mistake of my life. I put my head on the left side of his neck and I smelled him. I was done! There was no routine involved. I made passionate dance love to this man, moans and all. It was so passionate, I can even tell you what song we danced to. Actually I will do better than that, I will play the song for you (total sexiness). When the night was over, I had to walk past the tittie rats to get to the dressing room and answer questions about who Chuck was. They knew me better than that. I wasn't going to tell them shit.

As weeks passed my friendship with Chuck grew, but we had a slight problem. I was involved with a man that I was going home to every night, but I was so far gone with Chuck that I didn't give a damn. Chuck and I would take long drives with one another and try to spend as much time in each others company. Pheromones will make your ass do some crazy shit. I had gotten to the point that I told the guy that I was living with that it was over because I was in love with someone else. I never hid what I did from him, but he wouldn't let me go. He demanded that I stop seeing Chuck. That was an impossible request. Eventually Chuck made the decision to leave me for fear that my "room mate" may impose harm on me. It was my first heartbreak! Now the beauty of this story is as time went on Chuck and I somehow remained in each others lives, whether it was at a friends family function or just plain "come see me" meetings. Chuck and I have been secretly talking, fucking, fighting since August of last year and I am trying to keep myself grounded around him. But the reality of everything is his pheromones overpower me and if he knew better, he would know that he is one of the very few men that could actually have me in the palm of his hands. Shhhh....don't tell him!

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Sunday, March 27, 2011

Ustream Me!

I have successfully uploaded my first audio video on Ustream. Take a listen to your girl at wwww.ustream.tv/user/Dallas_Roman_Talks. As always, Thank you for your support.

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Numb

Do you recall when television and radio were restricted to saying words like "hell, shit or damn?" Well I do. I remember as a child how shocked I was to hear my favorite television show use what they called profanity. Things are different these days and my objective is to have words like "fuck, pussy, dick, cum, etc., become as common as shit or damn. This is my objective people! You know I don't hold back by now. Think about how many times you may have thought these words but wasn't in a position to say them. I use them everyday without shame. I take honor in being an outlet for some of you and I enjoy the fact that I'm pure entertainment for others. Hungary!!!!!Damn It! I really want to talk to you. You have proven to be dedicated to reading my blog. I want to know about your culture. You don't have to give your name, just tell me a little bit about you.

I'm excited about the new quest of USTREAM (www.ustream.com) I will be doing a test broadcast later this evening to make sure all the bells and whistles are working properly. If you would like to chat with me, I will be going live at 10:30pm EST this evening, and as always you are more than welcome to continue to send me emails at talk2dallasroman@comcast.net

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Technology

I am going to ride this technology whore until they demand that I stop. I love freedom of speech and with all of the tools and resources available, my goal is to make it easier for you to read in and soon listen in. I am preparing for my first live broadcast on UStream. If there is a topic that you would like to have discussed live, please send me an email at talk2dallasroman@comcast.net. I will keep you posted on the status of the broadcast in the next few days.

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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Professional Pussy Eater

I can recall a time when I was dating this lad that had no clue how to eat my pussy. It was as if he was using me as his guinea pig to learn how to do it right. I'm not the type of woman to pretend it's good when in reality it isn't. So after two failed attempts on his end. I begged him to stop. There I was, legs wide open, butt naked and he takes his inexperienced tongue and proceeds to mouth fuck me with such timid and uncertainty. Talk about disappointment! In previous posts, there have been two men in my life that did A+ jobs. The others were okay but nothing to brag much about, so I thought I would help us out a bit ladies this time around.


The same rule applies to the ladies as it does the men. Ladies make sure your coochy doesn't stink. The better you smell, the longer your mouth fuck experience may be.

Fellas, quite honestly when you use the tip of your tongue on our clit, it doesn't do shit for us, we need you to use the entire tongue. When you use the tip of your tongue in the beginning, it gives us the impression you don't know what the fuck you are doing. Keep in mind that a woman's clit is one of the most sensitive part of a woman's body. 93% of women achieve orgasm by clitorical stimulation (take heed). Let's move on. While your tongue is circling around the clit, make sure you put your lips on it and suck it good! While sucking also use your tongue in up and down, circular, left to right motions. We like this (a lot)! Now, take your tongue and put it nice into our pussy. While your tongue is there, use your fingers to rub on our clit. You will know if you're doing it right because at this point our pussy will be rocking back and forth like we are fucking your mouth also accompanied by a few moans and a few choice words. Now here's a move to surely give you the medal of "Professional Pussy Eater" Take your mouth and place it on the clit, make sure your tongue is locked into position which is usually the bottom half portion and shake your head from left to right really quickly but gently, like you are shivering from a cold winters day. Take your fingers and penetrate her pussy while you are doing this move, not too slow, not too fast. The vibrations that you bestow upon your woman are surely to make her scream in ecstasy. Continue these movements until you feel the clit swell. if you didn't know, a woman's clit will become swollen from stimulation and if it's done right. She will cum.

There is also a product that we sell that will assist you in your oral sex adventures, "The Accomodator". Visit our website www.shoppssst.com for ordering information.

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Vanity 6 - Nasty Girl

I Didn't Forget You Ladies

Yes, we have talked about sucking dick and have given a bit of direction on how to do it. What a plus for some men. Men it's time for you to learn what we like as well. Tonight we will discuss how to eat our pussies (the right way). Some of you may think you're a pro, but some of you honestly don't know what the fuck you're doing down there.

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Friday, March 25, 2011

Mr. Officer Part II

His eyes concentrated on my breast and from my breast to my ass. There were no need for any words, we both knew what we were there for. We had already mind fucked one another throughout the few weeks from when we first met. There were tons of emails, sext messages and phone calls exchanged. We were there to physically fuck! He walked over to me and grabbed my ass in a way that made me moan. He was all "Man" and I was woman enough to mount all 6 feet of him. Passionately we began to kiss, I moaned again and he took me back to what passion was meant to be. He placed his lips on my neck and kissed it in a way that made my clit jump and yell "take me". I began to run my hands through his shirt and felt the beating of his heart. From there my hands moved to the area that would eventually please me. His dick was hard and ready. I was beginning to sweat due to the rise of my body temperature and I liked it. I began to undo his belt but had difficulty because of the pressure he was placing on my body, I felt restricted but in a good way. "Could this man take the control?" I wondered. I think I already knew the answer to that. He pushed me onto my bed and began ripping my clothes off and from there I was able to continue my quest of undressing him as well. There we were naked, hot for each other, wet pussy and hard dick. I was throbbing for him. He placed his naked body on top of me and grabbed my arms as we continued to kiss. From my lips to my titties to my stomach to my mmmmm...to my clit. Another moan was released from my body but it was also accompanied by hard breathing. It felt good to have warm lips and tongue on my pussy and it was even better that I was in a position that I couldn't move in due to the restriction of his 230 pound of a man. He sucked, he licked my pussy and my ass and I exploded in his mouth. Mr. Officer knew what the fuck to do! I in turn wanted to bring pleasure to him, so I placed my hot mouth on his dick and began sucking and licking as if he were my favorite meal. He moaned, I sucked. He moaned again and I continued to suck. There was no time to use any PopRocks or Halls, this was au naturelle. Sometimes the anticipation can be greater than the act itself, but this shit was priceless. He pulled my hair as I continued to suck and unexpectedly he pulled his dick away from my mouth. He looked at me and said "come here" as I did. We both knew who was in charge at this point and I'll be damned, it wasn't me. I had a man that was controlling me in the bedroom. What a fuckin turn-on. He took his dick and began rubbing the head on my wet and ready clit and as you can guess....I moaned. I couldn't resist him any longer and began moving my body so that his dick would meet the inner walls of my pussy. Mmmmm, he went so deep and it felt so good. Our bodies began moving with rhythm and I found myself whispering in his ear "fuck me" and with those words...he did just that. My body was placed in so many positions (doggy-style, missionary, spoon, scissors, etc). The great thing about all of the moves is that he didn't ask for permission. He took it upon himself and he physically put me how he wanted me. He took the control! As I felt myself reaching climax, I was rudely disturbed by a loud banging noise, I tried to ignore it the first time, but there it was again, and again...

"Ms. Roman?" Ms. Roman?" The judge yelled. "I need your undivided attention to this matter" Court case #04864784157. The City of Detroit VS. Dallas Roman for Disregarding a red signal at the intersection of Greenfield Road and I-96. DAMN!!!!I quickly snapped out of my daydream. Mr. Officer looked at me from across the room and we shared a slight smile. I was slapped with a $120 fine. As I said before, I know when I'm wrong and accepted my punishment and paid the fine. Mr. Officer walked over to me before leaving the court building and handed me his business card. Again, no words were needed!

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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Recovering

Hi Loves! I wanted to take a few minutes and just say "hello". I so miss sharing my thoughts with you. I have had the flu for the past 3 days and bed-ridden (no sex). I appreciate all of you that have continued to support me during this time and promise to be back, possibly tomorrow or Friday at the latest to get back on track.

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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Suck It - Part 2

You didn't think I forgot did you? Well, I will be honest, I'm feeling a tad bit under the weather, slight fever, but I couldn't let you down. Besides, its the weekend and that's the time period when most of you fuck. Yes...fucking happens throughout the week, but statistically speaking most fucking happens during the weekend.

I've sold books, videos and toys on how to properly give head, but when I think about it, no one has really given instructions verbally on how to give head. I remember talking to a co-worker of mine years ago and this was her complaint. "The books don't really help" Well, thank you to Ms. Superhead (Karrine Steffans) for capitalizing on this topic. I'm certain quite a few people learned a few things from you and you helped open the door a bit more to administering oral pleasures.

Folks...here we go! Men, I said it before - make sure that ass of yours is clean! There is nothing worse than a stinky dick. No lubrication is needed. Ladies your saliva is your lubrication. Simply start off by stroking his shaft in an up and down motion. Now most men have their preference, but I think its kinky as hell when I'm on my knees giving my man head. Your man may have a preference all his own, make sure you know what it is. This is not a race. The objective of this is to "please" your partner. Take your time! Start off by using your tongue. I put the Lil Wayne video up for a reason. He said it best. "Lick it like a lollipop" Treat it as such. Take your tongue and start licking it from the bottom to the top, left to right front to back, not so bad huh? Next, take your tongue and make continuous circles on this head while also making sure to put your tongue in the small hole that is in the middle of his head. Its time to pull up your big girl socks and take it in Folks. Put the dick in your mouth and suck it. You will now if you're doing it right, because your man won't help but to be able to A) start moaning or B) start grab you by your head. Now while you're sucking it make sure you use your hands to continuous stroke up and down his shaft. Be careful not to scrape your teeth across his dick, this is uncomfortable for men and will throw them off their enjoyment game. When your mouth and jaws become tired, don't stop, give your mouth a break for a few minutes yet continue to stroke his shaft with your hand for continual pleasure. I believe gagging is psychological. Get over it. Remember he ate your pussy and you know what the fuck comes out of your pussy. All that comes out of his dick is semen. Buck up damn it!

My man thoroughly enjoys it when I deep throat him. This primarily means taking all the dick in your mouth til it reaches the back of your throat. This is also helpful when your man is on the verge of cuming and helps you to bypass the majority of his semen if you so decide to swallow. Keep in mind most men prefer the swallowers as oppossed to spitters, so if you're not comfortable with the taste of semen, again use the deep throat method. There are also a few items I use to please my man which can be purchased at your local drugstore or even candystore. Pop Rocks and Halls menthol (yes, the same shit you use for coughing). Do not, I repeat, Do Not use these 2 items together. It will give you a horrible stomach ache when the two are combined. Place 2 cough drops in your mouth and begin the process of sucking his dick. The menthols will provide a cold/hot sensation and the Pop Rocks (don't put the whole damn pack in your mouth) will provide a pleasurable popping sensations while your sucking it. Folks, lets not forget the "balls" they like attention too! Put the cold sack in your mouth and warm it up for him. Licking them are fine also, but based upon surveys and research, the majority of men prefers a nice warm up of their balls from a hot mouth.



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Lil Wayne - Lollipop ft. Static

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Politically Correct Answers to Giving Head by Elf Sternberg

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Friday, March 18, 2011

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More Spring Things

If you have any questions, concerns or emotional outburst regarding any of the products from the upcuming Spring Collection.  Please send an email to talk2dallasroman@comcast.net.







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Suck It!!

I have received several communications from male friends, daily readers and even some family members about an ongoing concern.  Ladies!!! this one is for you.  Men you are more than welcome to read, but I'm primarily talking to the ladies today.  Now ladies, we enjoy having our pussy sucked and licked as well as our titties, don't be afraid to return the favor, and furthermore, don't just suck it once every blue moon. SUCK that shit!!!  We all know how good it feels when the dick enters your pussy, stretching it to the max if its a good dick, but ladies, the majority of the men you are fucking would really appreciate it if you suck their dick  I have touched base a bit     in my previous readings about how this topic was such a taboo in the past, but it has become accepted and expected to some degree by many.  If there is a concern on how to properly "suck the dick", don't hesitate to send me a private email at talk2dallasroman@comcast.net.    Keep in mind, if you don't suck it, there are plenty of women out there that will.  So pull up your big girl socks and take it or risk the possibility of losing it.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

A Little Taste...


Howdy Folks!  I wanted to be a woman of my word and allow you to be the first to have a sneak peak at our Spring Collection.  There are so many new products cuming in on a daily basis, so I will post any new ones as they catch my eye.


















2 Lady Friends Talking in Heaven

1st Woman:  Hi Wanda.

2nd Woman:  Hi Sylvia! How did you die?

1st Woman:  I froze to death.

2nd Woman:  How horrible!

1st Woman:  It wasn't so bad. After I quit shaking from the cold, I began to  get warm and sleepy and finally died a peaceful death.  What about you?

2nd Woman:  I died of a massive heart attack.  I suspected that my husband was cheating, so I came home early to catch him in the act, but instead I found him all by himself in the den watching TV.

1st Woman:  So what happened?

2nd Woman:  I was so sure there was another woman there somewhere that I started running all over the house looking.  I ran up into the attic and searched and down in the basement.  Then I went through every closet and checked under all the beds.  I kept this up until I had looked everywhere and finally I became so exchausted that I just keeled over with a heart attack and died.

1st Woman:  Too bad you didn't look in the freezer--we would both still be alive.

Thank you to Nadine from Maryland for sharing this joke with us.

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Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Spring Things

PSSST... We have made a decision to create gift baskets on a continual basis. Baskets will be for the Single Female,  Single Male, Couples baskets, Bachelorette Party baskets, Honeymooner's basket's, Anniversary baskets, Divorce baskets and Alternative Lifestyle baskets. Please send an email to pssst1008@yahoo.com, for your free profile evaluation. You can go anywhere to buy a "toy" basket, but only PSSST....will design your basket to tailor YOUR specific needs!!!

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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Spring Collection

I have decided to let you guys be the first source to see the new spring collection of "toys".  In the past, I have shared the new stock with my Facebook friends and Twitter secondary.  However, I feel a much deeper connection with you guys, eventhough you don't talk back, I know you're out there.  Step outside of your box and talk to me!  I would love to hear from you.

Speaking of Twitter, feel free to follow me at Shop_PSSST and for Facebook click "like" on my page "Dallas Roman Talks".





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Monday, March 14, 2011

School is in Session!!!

Pimps, players and hustlers are in my back pocket of life experiences.  I've learned from them all.  Sometimes silently watching and other times just a straight forward question and answer session.  The Pimp in my life is named Scooter.  Yes, I know what a name for a pimp.  I met Scooter at a gas station one day while I was on my lunch break during my Corporate America Days.  He was about 6ft 2inches, slim build and had the ponytail that looked as if lard was the ingredient to keep every strand of his hair in place.  Scooter lived in Vegas and was visiting family and making an honest attempt to get new hoes (that's how he put it) from Michigan.  I approached him at the gas station because I saw that he was purchasing every box of condoms that the facility had to offer.  He intrigued me.  My first thought was that he was fucking quite a bit and I was happy to see that he was practicing safe sex. I approached him and asked if I could give him my business card, he graciously took it and left.  We met up again outside while I was pumping gas before the cost was an arm, leg and your first born and that's when our connection was made.  I speak with Scooter maybe once a month and we try to get together yearly when I am in Las Vegas for the AVN (Adult Video and News Awards).  His conversations are always entertaining and downright funny. He tells of his most recent experiences with his hoes and their johns.  I could write about those stories for months.

Now the player in my life, I tend to speak with on a daily basis.  Why, because I as a woman have taught him how a woman thinks and how she will react to a certain circumstance.  The only ingredient I need to profile whatever female he is seeing is her age, previous relationship status..ie; single, married, divorced and her date of birth.  Once I profile an individual, he then has the tools needed to make the decision of putting her into his pot of females or leaving her on the side or leaving her alone altogether.  If you want to know more on how to profile an individual whether male or female, send me an email and I will give you the ingredients needed.  I have learned from him also, how a man thinks, how he may respond and how he may not respond.  I have allowed him to become an unofficial member of the "Girls Club" and he in turn has allowed me to become an unofficial member of the "Gentleman's Club" . 


John was a retired firefighter and from him I learned the hustling trade.  He always had money on him and if it wasn't on him, just give him 30 minutes and he would have it.  It didn't matter if it were $5 or $5000, the amount was never an issue.  Now John and I dated for 6 years and within that time, I learned the game of hustling.  His trade generally took place during the day, not at night like I originally thought.  The only problem with this chosen field, is that when people know you are a hustler, they tend to conveniently pick up their phone and call you when they are in dire straights.  Well here's the thing.  John taught me how to rid of that tantrum as well. For this, I will always love John.  He was the only one out of the 3 that I have previously mentioned that I fucked.  He didn't fuck my mind with his words, which I normally appreciate, but John fucked my mind with his skills.

I love my classroom of life.  Find yours.

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Sunday, March 13, 2011

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

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Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Cuming Soon! Threaded Interview on this topic!

Careful!

I met him when I was 21, my first  night out in the club with my girls.  The nightclub life was a new experience for me, so I was excited to have a cocktail, dance and socialize all in one place.  As my eyes gazed across the room, I couldn't help but to notice him in his brown polyester suit.  The suit didn't matter to me. Hell, I was financially strapped in those days too.  Ladies, if you wanna have my definition of fine...he was it!  6ft 5inches, 240lbs, nice brown cocoa complexion and the light brown eyes.  I creamed my panties for the first time.  My girls noticed we had made eye contact with one another and insisted that I go and introduce myself.  Yet, I was reluctant, primarily because I was shy..yes, I was a bit shy back in those days if you can wrap your mind around that.  Somehow, I managed to give him a flyer that gave all the details of our next upcoming fashion event.  I almost passed out when his hand touched mine.  We were fuckin' less than three weeks later. (Men: a woman knows within 90 seconds or less if she will fuck you).

By now, you know my weakness is a man in uniform, preferrably in police and marines gear.  His name was  James and he was the first man in history to steal my heart.   Now James and I had an on again off again relationship, those are the type of relationships I advise you to steer away from, in my opinion, the breakup is harsh, but the getting back together is the best part.  You're always on a honeymoon.  So anywho, yes, yes, James stole my inexperienced heart.  Back then my personality trait was that of a shy, reserved, submissive and afraid to say whats on my mind individual.  Imagine that.  James dragged my ass through the mud, but he had my heart and I welcomed him with open arms each and everytime he darkened my doorstep.  The sex was awesome when I got it from him and if we were in between our honeymoon and divorce phase, who ever I was with at that particular time knew that if James came around, whatever form of a so-called relationship we had, it was over.  Well, the tip of the ice-berg was when James moved away to Canada.  Talk about heart-break.  I knew he was fuckin' someone else and he had his own way of telling me, yet it didn't matter.  My mind was gone.  Our torrid affair ended about 2 years later.  That's when I came in contact with my first crazy stalker (I didn't know he was crazy at the time) that demanded I stopped seeing James.  However, I always felt James was nearby, he had a way of knowing who I was dating and what that person was about without me even telling him.

Lets jump to 9 years later.  There I was working and my attention was drawn to the car that parked in front of my home.  It was an unfamiliar red mustang.  "who the hell is this" I said to myself.  The driver's side door opened and out comes the love of my life.  Damn you James!  By this time, My tongue had grew a few swords and I wasn't as shy as the first time we met.  I allowed him in my home and we began talking about life experiences to bring each other up to speed.  If my memory serves me correct, we fucked a week later.  Here we go with that on again off again shit.  Yes, I was seeing someone.  Remember we talked about those stereo-types in previous posts?  I was seeing the "Italian" at that time, but James didn't give a damn and I was terrified to betray the order, yet I felt safe with James.  We will discuss that entire story at a later date.  So here we are again, almost a decade later, fucking, sucking, spending quality time with family and friends. Life was good.  I was happy and I experienced my first orgasm with him.  I was on top riding his dick and I felt something I had never felt my body do.  It was the best, I still remember it to this day.  I was observant of the fact that James stopped moving and paid attention to the movements, temperatures and convulsions of my body.  He was quiet and observant as well, as if he was learning my body.  I figured at that point he knew all the other orgasms I had were "fake".  Sorry baby, I was youthful then and didn't know my body.  Then, one day he vanished.....no call, no mail, nothing.....he just vanished.  I was worried.  My thoughts quickly shifted to "they got him!" I had the police and the damn Italians watching my home.  Did I mention that James was the police?  I probably didn't in the beginning, Odd enough, I never saw him in his uniform, but I did take a cruise or two in his police car.  James didn't need the uniform, he was the total package.  So with James missing in action and the Maf...I mean the Italians watching me like a hawk, what else was I to think.  As time went on, I went on with my life, but I could never shake the thought of what happened to James.  I did what anyone would do in my situation, I started looking for him.  I went through newspapers, internet social sites, and any other source that would give me closure on what happened to him.  I began my investigative work with full force but as the years went on my search dwindled.  Yet, I never forgot about him.

So here we are in the year 2011 and guess who I talked with today?  Yep, you got it James.  Talk about a flashback!  I was on a social site earlier today and almost instinctively, typed his name in and there he was.  Now understand, I am not the same person I was 5, 10 or 15 years ago. I'm done with the back and forth shit.  I needed closure from him.  I needed to know what happened to him and why he wasn't able to share his current predicament with me at that time. I got my answer today!  We talked for about 20 minutes, again catching up on things and it was a good conversation. What's next? 95% of the men I have dated are now "friends" if you want to use that term.  We have good conversation and periodically may do lunch or dinner.  Yet, I know with James I better be a bit more "careful."  It may be a good idea to keep him in cyber world as opposed to bringing him into my real world again.  I know it would be a long fuckin' session!

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Monday, March 7, 2011

I'm Tired Baby

I couldn't turn in for the night without leaving you with something.  Please know that I appreciate all of you that have joined my conversations.  I will be back in a bit (not too long) to give you more education, stories and fantasy's

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Sunday, March 6, 2011

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Can't Cum with your mate = Dead Ejaculation (Retarded Ejaculation)

Masturbation, jacking off, choking the chicken, rubbing one out (what ever term you wish to use men) and for the ladies..we have our clit stimulation devices.  I enjoy the feeling when my man cums inside me, I feel his dick swell and then I can feel my pussy warm up even more from his hot sticky semen. I also like it when my man cums on my titties, ass or wherever it ends up landing. In my opinion the best feeling is when we are able to reach orgasm at the same time. What a phenomenal experience!  I was surprised by the topic of my conversation with a long-term female friend of mine.  We have been friends since our school playground days and have remained in contact through marriages, divorces, heartbreaks and children. Our conversation began with discussing our most recent events of life, you know.....the girl gossip!  The conversations that last for two or more hours.  I was happy to hear my girl (let's call her Lisa) Lisa was in a new fulfilling relationship.  I didn't like her husband when she married him, I always thought he had pent up frustrations.  However, she was happy at the time, so I did my best to be the supportive friend. 

After years of talking to someone, if you're an intuitive being like myself, you know when someone wants to talk about a "particular" topic.  I wasn't used to Lisa beating around the bush on anything, but this time she was.  I wasn't sure if it were due to embarrassment or just being uncomfortable with the topic itself.  She tells me her man is everything that she has always wanted.  He's supportive, he gets along with her children, the family likes him, he has a job and he's great in bed with the exception of not being able to cum.  Listen up! 1+1=2, but pussy + dick doesn't always mean cumming.  She then shared with me, that it had been several years since he had been in any sexual relationship.  Yep, a celibate grown man, that self-pleasured himself by masturbating to porn movies.  Well, she told me everything I needed to know. This is a topic for both men and women. For my single ladies or the ladies that don't want to give pussy to their man for whatever reason and you "sneak masturbate" with your bullet or another form of a clit stimulating device, when he leaves the house of hops into the shower.  You are desensitizing your clit.  When this happens, the only way you will be able to reach climax with another human being is to stop using the device for a period of time..or better yet incorporate it into your sexcapades with your mate.  Maybe it's just me, but I enjoy cumming on a dick.  Please don't misunderstand, I have my bullet and my other devices too, but I like it better when I explode on his dick.  It's sort of the same thing for men. If you are constantly watching porn material and pleasing yourself.  It can become rather difficult to skeet with your partner.  This can become an issue if you and your mate wish to conceive children one day, simply because no cum, means no babies. There are a couple of ways to correct this for both genders. Communicate with your mate your concerns.  If you feel uncomfortable discussing this topic with him or her, then you may want to reconsider your relationship.  I say this because, I strongly believe communication is the key to all relationship forms and if there is no communication, then honestly, there is no relationship.  Take your time with sex.  We all appreciate a quickie every now and then, but in this situation, I recommend to take your time explore your bodies with one another and take a break from the "fantasy sex" of porn materials.  This may not be corrected overnight, but in time.  If all the above fails, by all means seek professional help.  There are tons of Sex Therapists in your area.  There is nothing to be ashamed of.

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Dead Ejaculation?

What is it? What causes it?  We will talk about this topic later in the evening. It can be an issue if you wish to have kids one day.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

I Like This!

I Know You're There!

To my readers in Vietnam, Ukraine, Canada, Romania and the United Kingdom.  Talk to me!!!  Please send me an email or post a comment at the end of the blog post.  I would love to hear your thoughts!

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Listen to It

I like the sound that is made when his dick is slapping my pussy.  It's definitely a turn on for me. all the squishy wetness,  slapping and licking noises just turns me on.When I turned 40, I had to do a bit of research on my changing body because every single time I talked to my man or heard his voice my pussy was instantly wet.  Yes, he has it like that, but I noticed a difference. My sex drive has always been high (as you all may know by now) but this was different.  I did what any person in my field would do uncensored.  I started asking questions to my "Riper" generation of women.  My thoughts were confirmed by the Group Discussion of willing and hornier than I women 45 and over.  Ladies: If you are under 40 Listen Up!!! and Men: If you have a woman that's about to reach her 40's, go get your prescription of Viagra.  I know, I know, you're probably saying "Shit, I can handle that!" But just keep in mind, I have forewarned you!  I found myself horny and wet 24 hours a day, it didn't matter where I was or what I was doing.  It became so obvious to me that I honestly became a bit uncomfortable with my flowing juices (panty-liner) and being that the sound of sex turned me on to begin with, just the plain act of walking got me aroused, because I could hear the moisture of my coochy juices, simply from a normal activity for me. Damn!!!My man wasn't safe!!! He would be in the shower, eating dinner, on a business call, sleeping, or whatever, it didn't matter to me, I would throw the pussy on him and not once or twice in a day.  We're talking anywhere between 6 to 7 times a day.  Multiple orgasms, but guess what...I was still horny and wet.  Our sex life has always and remains to be wonderful.  He's just as kinky as I am.  We have been told that women reach their sexual peak at age 40.  To my younger women out there, if you think you're having great sex now, just wait, it's going to get better!  To my younger men: if you want to fuck more than once or twice a day.  Get you a ripened 40 plus woman!

My man just walked in and my clit is jumping...gotta go.

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Friday, March 4, 2011

Email address update

I previously gave my email address for any questions or concerns you may want to address discreetly.  I want to be certain I have given you the correct information.  Please send your emails to talk2dallasroman@comcast.net

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The Twins

As you know I'm new to Michigan and haven't had the chance to do much socializing or networking (still unpacking a few boxes).  I found myself extremely exhausted and horny last night.  I needed to cum bad.  I was long overdue.  So I did what any horny male or female (don't be shy ladies, time to get with the program) and I rented a good porn movie.  There is something about watching others fuck that gets me horny, but in my case last night...over the top horny.  So there I was naked laying on my bed, toys beside me, legs wide open but I like a bit of tease, so when I start pleasing myself, I start by being my "own toy".  As I was gently pulling on my clit, I couldn't help but make a comparison to the females titties in the movie.  #1.  They were perfect, #2 a nice good size, #3 they were still standing up, nipples and all when she was flat on her back.  So at that point of observing, I went from pulling on my clit to looking at my titties.  I'm a good cup size 36c and I have somehow managed to avoid the act of gravity taking over my titties but when i'm flat on my back, my girls go off to the side.  I don't like that! I will admit that I have "toyed" with the idea of breast implants, but i'm concerned that I will lose any and all sensitivity with my titties.  I'm the woman that you see at your local grocery store with a t-shirt and no bra.  It's not to please anyone but myself.  Here's how this works.  Ladies, if you're bold enough try it.  Find a standard t-shirt, not too tight, not to loose.  Stand over by the freezer section just so that your nipples get hard.  Once they are hard, go on with your shopping.  The effect you will receive is this: nipple stimulation and possible orgasm depending on your sensitivity level.  I promise it will be the best shopping trip you've ever had.  Let me know how this works out for you.  So, anywho....her titties weren't moving eventhough the rest of her body was, no bounce, no jiggle.  I'm not sure if its something I'm willing to risk, I love my titties and know how and when to use them to my advantage. For now, I think I will keep my own.  If you are a woman that has implants, please give me your tittie experience.  We can keep this discreet if you prefer, send me an email at talk2dallasroman@comcast.net.  You may be the one that helps me make a lifelong decision.

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Wednesday, March 2, 2011

My Neopolitan Life

One thing is for certain,  my family and friends never know who or what I will be bringing home for any given number of Holiday dinners.  I like a variety, a smorgasboard of men if you will.  There have been many stereo-types given to certain cultures by society. For instance, "All Black Men have big dicks"! Well...Kevin didn't!  The anticipation of fucking him was so intense, but quickly became disappointing when his thumb sized dick kept sliding out of my pussy.  I wanted him to cum and go (no pun intended).  He was about 6ft tall, a yellow-brother (light-complexion) and had nice lips, too bad he didn't use his lips for my personal satisfaction.   The next stereo-type is: "All White men have little dicks" Bullshit to that whoever said it.  Ron definitely wasn't my type on the aesthetics side, he was about 5ft 8inches tall.  I definitely couldn't wear my stilettos with him.  I previously had a problem when it came to men that were or had the ability to be shorter than I am.  I have since overcome that.  We will talk about that at a later time.  So Ron, again, really not my type, but what intrigued me was his ability to hold a decent conversation and make the extra effort to do anything outside of the bedroom that I asked.  Now I was somewhat reluctant to giving up the pussy, but I was very curious to see if he could use his mouth skills to make me nutt in his mouth.  Well folks, damn! Ron had the biggest dick I ever saw, excluding those guys in the porn movies.  He had me cumming on the fourth stroke.  As far as eating my pussy...on a scale of 1-10, I give him about a 6.  My Middle Eastern men.  "Short and Stubby" I need to know who the hell said that one too!  I hadn't heard much about my middle east fellas and their pussy eating skills but damnnnnnnn Norwha!  He ate my pussy like he hadn't eaten anything in 6 months and it was the best mouth fuck I have ever had to date!  I still get chills when I think about it.  I came so hard that I was shaking.  This act of shaking is normally out of the ordinary for my behavior, but damnnnn Norwha!  If you see his ass, please tell him Dallas is looking for him!!!  "Italian men like submissiveness in the bedroom"  Well Jimmy, I refuse to judge your entire culture by your one simple act of selfishness, however, I will say "Right Trick...Wrong Bitch!  He still calls periodically to apologize, but only when he's not with his "family"  We won't go into who his "family" is for personal safety reasons! NEXT!!!  "Hispanic men are very passionate" mmmmmm David Aguiar, I just loved the way his name sounded and boy oh boy was he sexy!  Passion was his middle name.  Everytime he was in my presence, my mental background music was that of a tune of a Spanish Love Song.  He didn't eat my pussy and he didn't fuck me either, he made passionate love to me. 

My beliefs are that all humans are just that "Human".  I have heard some of you say "I will never date this guy or I will never date that girl" simply because of their race or what some foolish, uneducated individual may have pegged them as.  Stop It!  Don't be afraid to explore all the possibilities of ecstasy.  It cums in many shades, sizes and oh yes..ages.

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Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Eyecbeauty

It amazes me how your past can come find you even when you're not looking for it.  Sometimes it can be good and sometimes...well, you know. I never look at my life experiences as regrets.  The world is the best classroom anyone can have.  Embrace it carefully!  Just remember its best to glance in your rearview mirror every now and then, but so important to keep your eyes on the traffic in front of you.  Take heed!   Lets take a step back to about 16 years ago.  Keep in mind, I was raised by my Grandmother THE MINISTER, THE REVEREND!!!  It still puts shock into many of my relatives how I was able to step to the right side when the "fork in the road" was strategically placed before me.  Again, I have no regrets.  My tell-all book is in the works.

My ass and titties were out the night he came into the bar.  I was dancing to my favorite and still favorite band Metallic.  Metallic had power over me, the only heavy metal band that literally brought tears to my eyes.  When I hear the song, I still cry ("To Live is to Die") Very few words are in the song, but I deemed myself a part of the instruments that were playing.  I had to feel the music, I was expressing myself. Topless, yet expressive.  Thats right!  This is how all this "sexpert" shit started.  I was a topless entertainer (tittie dancer). Now where was I?  When he walked in, he didn't immediately grab my attention primarily because he sat at the bar.  Now this was a tell-tell sign that he wasn't there to spend money but to watch and that's exactly what he did, he watched, then he watched the next week and the week after and many weeks after that.  What man goes into a tittie bar and sits there and orders a non-alcoholic drink with titties and ass around him all night and doesn't get excited?  An artist does.  When he started out in his photographer business he was so awesome at the capturing of me that I had the photo enlarged and it hangs on my wall 16 years later.  Now I started this post by talking about your past finding you.  I hadn't spoken to Mr. Miller in almost 15 years since that photo was taken.  He found me through a well known social networking site and the magic began once again.  He has come such a long way and his work, makes me want to cum, squirt and do it all over again.  He has seen my nakedness and has always been professional with it.  Little did he know that my thoughts were not as professional as his.  However, I respect love and the fact that he was in it.  Therefore, my thoughts were kept to myself.  Let's meet Mr. Miller of www.eyecbeauty.com

Dallas Roman Talks Sex: Facebook

Dallas Roman Talks Sex: Facebook: "Oh hell, I forgot one thing. If you have a Facebook Account please feel free to click your 'like' button on Dallas Roman Talks. ..."

Facebook

Oh hell, I forgot one thing.  If you have a Facebook Account please feel free to click your "like" button on Dallas Roman Talks.  I so appreciate you!

Dallas Roman Talks Sex: Discretion

Dallas Roman Talks Sex: Discretion: "Yes, yes, yes! I have been gone for a bit, please accept my deepest apologies. Transitions have been made and I am now residing in Mic..."

Discretion

Yes, yes, yes! I have been gone for a bit, please accept my deepest apologies.  Transitions have been made and I am now residing in Michigan due to business reasons.  I know some of you have been secretly watching and reading my blogs and that's fine.  I wanted to let you know if you have a question or concern, please feel free to send me an email at talk2dallasroman@comcast.net.  I promise you that I am the only person that will read and respond to your emails.  Also on the forefront, you will have an opportunity to hear me..that's right! I will be coming to a YouTube Station pretty soon.  I will keep you updated on the progress.  However, my first at-hand project since my transition will be a threaded interview with Mr. John Miller of Eyecbeauty Photography.  This man is awesome with his work and not shy at all about his ta;ents.  Take a look at his website and judge for yourself. www.eyecbeauty.com

PSSST...I've missed expressing my thoughts and stories!!!