Virginity Auction Passes $275,000

A hurricane of media coverage is swirling around a Sacramento State graduate who is auctioning off her virginity.The 22-year-old, who is using the pseudonym Natalie Dylan for safety reasons, announced the decision to sell her v-card on the Howard Stern radio show on Sept. 9."We live in a capitalist society," Dylan said on the show. "Why shouldn't I be allowed to capitalize on my virginity?"Dennis Hof, owner of the Nevada brothel Moonlite Bunny Ranch, brought Dylan to Stern's attention. Dylan approached Hof with her sister, Avia, who worked at Hof's ranch for three weeks two years ago."I've seen a lot of crazy things, but this is very unique," Hof said in a phone interview.With hundreds of offers already and bidding up to $275,000, Hof also claimed that a "rock star" and a "well-known male actor" contacted him and told him that they would outbid any other offers.The amount of media attention did not surprise Hof, but Dylan, who could not be reached for comment, told CBS13 News that the coverage was a little overwhelming."I didn't expect it to take off this much," Dylan said. "I'm a big fan of anonymity and I did not expect any of this happen."Hof said that Dylan had already passed a polygraph test verifying the authenticity of her chastity, but added that she is also willing to submit to a physical examination."I think I'm very intuitive and I can sense if a person is genuine or not, so I'm definitely going to be looking for that," Dylan told CBS13 News.Dylan said she first got the idea to auction her virginity from a news story she read on the Internet about a Peruvian girl who attempted a similar cash out. The girl received an offer for $1.5 million from a Canadian man, but didn't go through with it. Dylan is pursuing the idea largely because of debt incurred when her father allegedly took out student loans in her name.Dylan earned her bachelor's degree in women's studies from Sacramento State and said she plans to use the money to finance her graduate studies in marriage and family therapy.Hof defended Dylan's choice to put herself out in the public and said that he wouldn't be surprised to see more of this in the future. "Once you get past the moral issue, all this is is a girl trying to get through school," Hof said.The auction will be conducted through and consummated at the Bunny Ranch, Hof said. Hof stands to receive 50 percent of the winning bid, but was uncertain how much the auction would pull in."I don't have any idea, but it's gonna be a bunch," Hof said. "Maybe you should get the school-get everybody to kick in (some money) and send the homecoming king down here."

Making Us Defenseless

I like to think of myself as a gentleman

I didn't say it was but I like to think that way. I'm 40 years old and I have pretty much gotten that going crazy when I see parts of a woman's body out of my system. Don't get me wrong. I still look, just not obvious.
But the other day a friend was over and she was standing there fully clothed. And all of a sudden I felt like I was staring at her boobs and even though I wasn't (she's a good friend she would have told me)
I felt like I was. I felt like they were the only thing in the room, and I had to look actually started getting embarrassed I felt defenseless like a 40 year old pervert. I mean, I hadn't had this feeling of raw infatuation in a long time well I have it every day, but it doesn't make me lose control like it did that day

I think women know of the power that they possess when they get dressed in the morning some women are very obvious about what they want you to look at and some are very discreet. Like in this video. I don't think she was being discreet, but there she is exercising her power... I love women

Man and wife... Handicap Sex

First Lamborghinis and spaghetti Now This

Normally I'm not into long leg exotic beauties that happened to be models. I kind of go for the girl next door who turns into the exotic beauty of this woman encompasses all of my fantasies. Born in Caracas Venezuela and raised in Italy.

Ainett Stephens is officially my new fantasy now I have three reasons to want to go to Italy Lamborghinis good Italian food, and her... I can always dream :-).

I have no idea what she's saying in this video... but I could care less she looks good saying it.

What if we Kissed?

This song by Bridget gray. I e-mailed out to a few female friends all my list I initially was turned on through Bridget gray through Mrs. Butter love that poem was entitled “a letter to hip-hop.” But for the past few days. This spoken word poetry means a little something different to me.

The power of a kiss. I’ve always loved kissing. It’s one of the third favorite things I like to do with my mouth. J it’s funny because when you’re with someone new who you want to kiss it saying like the window of opportunity is always there. But the act alone is merely initiated by the right type of eye contact. It’s like your bodies instantly know when you’re going to do it your eyes connect both of you come closer to one another her head tilts right. Yours may be left but by some instinct. You know already.

As a high school kid I would go for the marathon type of kissing. LOL and don’t get me wrong that has its place and time. But these days it’s about connecting with someone, because when you’re start kissing your on the knife edge and this can be a good thing if you’re with the right person to seconds too long. And you find your clothes coming off and maneuvering yourselves to position of another type of expression. J J or two seconds less,and not to mention the whole matter of tongue and saliva lip biting and tongue sucking which is a good thing also and you both for your separate ways.(nothing like the anticipation of another day). J

Only to spend all night on the telephone with one another talking about “what if” either scenario will leave you wanting more if it’s done right. I was remembering a few days ago about the first time. I was kissed by a woman and what I mean by that is. It was the first time, the female had initiated the kiss up until then. It was always mutual, and it was always very stimulating. But in the back of my mind I knew it was going to happen.

But her kiss was different I had met this girl at a classics nightclub runouts out of Andrews Air Force Base. It was my first time purchasing a woman a drink. I thought I was Mr. big shot conversation was good. She seemed to be a very ambitious and goal oriented woman (I would love to say, I took her home that night), but I didn’t. She was very respectful and reserved… so I thought my mother used to say. It’s always the quiet ones you have to worry about.

The next day she came over. She sat on my bed, and I was over at my stereo making a cassette tape. She came over and stood behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. I didn’t think anything of it than she came around redirecting my attention away from my stereo with a gentle nudge from her finger under my chin and she leaned down and kissed me words cannot describe that kiss. Oh my God!! It has everything spontaneity sensuality smelled good, she tastes good, and then other things happened that I’m not going to type about, because gentlemen don’t kiss and tell. But sometime no gentlemen. It was the best spontaneous sex I ever had. LOL.

A far cry from my very awkward initiation at 10 years old. When I kiss my best friends cousin, and she rammed her tongue down my throat. Do you remember your first kiss? What do you consider the perfect kiss? Speaking to a friend this weekend. I’ve always known the importance of a good kiss, but I will quote from her “a man can screw the hell out of me. But if he does not know how to kiss. I won’t even begin to have my first orgasm or have any type of attachment to him.” I’ve heard that before, but considering her all I can do is look at her and say damn

This song by Bridget gray. I e-mailed out to a few female friends all my 360 list I initially was turned on through Bridget gray through Mrs. Butter love that poem was entitled “a letter to hip-hop.” But for the past few days. This spoken word poetry means a little something different to me.

The power of a kiss. I’ve always loved kissing. It’s one of the third favorite things I like to do with my mouth. J it’s funny because when you’re with someone new who you want to kiss it saying like the window of opportunity is always there. But the act alone is merely initiated by the right type of eye contact. It’s like your bodies instantly know when you’re going to do it your eyes connect both of you come closer to one another her head tilts right. Yours may be left but by some instinct. You know already.

As a high school kid I would go for the marathon type of kissing. LOL and don’t get me wrong that has its place and time. But these days it’s about connecting with someone, because when you’re start kissing your on the knife edge and this can be a good thing if you’re with the right person to seconds too long. And you find your clothes coming off and maneuvering yourselves to position of another type of expression. J J or two seconds less,and not to mention the whole matter of tongue and saliva lip biting and tongue sucking which is a good thing also and you both for your separate ways.(nothing like the anticipation of another day). J

Only to spend all night on the telephone with one another talking about “what if” either scenario will leave you wanting more if it’s done right. I was remembering a few days ago about the first time. I was kissed by a woman and what I mean by that is. It was the first time, the female had initiated the kiss up until then. It was always mutual, and it was always very stimulating. But in the back of my mind I knew it was going to happen.

But her kiss was different I had met this girl at a classics nightclub runouts out of Andrews Air Force Base. It was my first time purchasing a woman a drink. I thought I was Mr. big shot conversation was good. She seemed to be a very ambitious and goal oriented woman (I would love to say, I took her home that night), but I didn’t. She was very respectful and reserved… so I thought my mother used to say. It’s always the quiet ones you have to worry about.

The next day she came over. She sat on my bed, and I was over at my stereo making a cassette tape. She came over and stood behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. I didn’t think anything of it than she came around redirecting my attention away from my stereo with a gentle nudge from her finger under my chin and she leaned down and kissed me words cannot describe that kiss. Oh my God!! It has everything spontaneity sensuality smelled good, she tastes good, and then other things happened that I’m not going to type about, because gentlemen don’t kiss and tell. But sometime no gentlemen. It was the best spontaneous sex I ever had. LOL.

A far cry from my very awkward initiation at 10 years old. When I kiss my best friends cousin, and she rammed her tongue down my throat. Do you remember your first kiss? What do you consider the perfect kiss? Speaking to a friend this weekend. I’ve always known the importance of a good kiss, but I will quote from her “a man can screw the hell out of me. But if he does not know how to kiss. I won’t even begin to have my first orgasm or have any type of attachment to him.” I’ve heard that before, but considering her all I can do is look at her and say damn

Anna Stesia (Story of my first LAP DANCE)

This song has been on my mind, and been one of my favorites for years (if you listen to my blast. You will hear a sample of it). Its prince and his song Anastasia. The reason this song is so special to me. It was the first time. I had gotten the full effect of a very sensual lap dance. I was still living down in Miami so strip clubs nightlife etc.. I was very accustomed to but I must admit I was always a little bit cheap. When it came to strip clubs. When friends from up north or out of town would come to my home. That was the first attraction. So they normally paid for the dancers, but to be quite honest it was more eye candy for me, because if you have ever lived in South Miami beautiful women are a dime a dozen and seeing them nude was no big deal either. Almost half the women in Miami, walked around with little or nothing on.

But this night, my cousin was in town from Tampa. He was in the Air Force, and in his travels he had heard about the cocoa lounge. So we did our normal South Beach Miami club hopping, and eventually after seven or eight different clubs later we finally made it around to the cocoa lounge. Personally, I had never been in this club before, after entering the club. Looking around, we could see it was pretty crowded. Some of Miami’s finest gentlemen (gold teeth everywhere. If I had to do racial profiling. I think we were the only two that did not have grills or a police record).

So this was definitely not are seen both my cousin and I are allergic to bullets. But then, almost simultaneously, we spotted her about 5 foot eight, curly black hair and what seemed to be a biracial, ethnic background. She came over and sat between my cousin and I she was absolutely beautiful. From what someone can gather from someone physically, and with about 10 minutes of conversation. You could tell that she had a nice personality. She wasn’t cold and repulsed by her job (like I had seen on the faces of many other dancers or she did a very good job of hiding it.

Then eventually, the business side of her kicked in. After all we were at her job, and she asked. "Would either one of you, or both. Like a lap dance" I made the motions like I was searching my pockets. Like I had done many times before in the strip clubs. But this time I was actually looking for money, because I did find her very attractive. Upon opening my wallet. I did not have a dime. I’ve forgotten that I had been paying for drinks all evening slightly panicked. I looked at my cousin for a rescue. It was like we went into a small huddle. "Man, I only have a 20 spot." Was his replied to me and he wanted her to dance for him. "I pleaded with him "come on, Karl. I will hook you up next weekend. If you come down, let me have this one."

He reluctantly gave me his last $20. I knew she had done a good job of selling herself with her personality and her obvious feminine form. I wasn’t stupid, that was her job to make me feel like I was the only man in the club to separate me from my money. And for one song be a fantasy. She took $20 from my hand and asked me "what kind of music do you like?" Anything from Prince was my reply, she said. "I will be right back in one minute, let me tell the DJ" she started coming back, and shortly after she got close to me. This song from Prince came on Anastasia.

She smiled at me, as she straddled my wheelchair. I looked to my left and admired her, almost endless longlegs this particular club was a completely nude club. I felt like a childish 12-year-old boy who had never seen or been with a completely nude woman before she started rhythmically moving her hips to almost the words of the song I could smell her intoxicating perfume mixed with the smell of her hair. She whispered in my ear as she grinding, not just her hips, but her entire body against me. "I have never done this before, with a guy in a wheelchair. And I can tell you’re enjoying this to" my face was already red with embarrassment. All I could do was just smile. I felt her trying to push her breast and to my face. I was turned on, but not that turned on. I knew this was this woman’s job, so it probably wasn’t the first time. Someone had licked or sucked her nipple and judging the clientele in the club. I resisted the temptation and then all of a sudden, what seems like an eternity to me. The five-minute song was over.

She sat in my lap, for a few minutes. We both smiled at one another and started to laugh. I looked out for corner of my eye, and I could see my cousin sitting there in almost a disbelief shock. She gingerly started to raise herself out of my lap. I quickly grabbed my coat. throwing it into my lap. She gave me a kiss on the cheek told me what time she dance and what nights and walk with us half way to the door. I almost felt like I needed to give her a rose or something, like we had just been on a date. LOL walking out into the parking lot. My cousin told me "GOD dammit. I knew I should have taken that dance that was my last $20 you to look like you were dry fucking." I was still in a bit of a daze yes, I was turned out. LOL. I made a promise to myself that day. When I do go to a strip club. I look, but I do not let them touch, and I do not like to be touched, because those women have the power to make you give them you’re a whole will check and I have enough common sense. To avoid addictive behavior, but I must admit every time I hear Anastasia. I think of her( photograph up top is not the dancer. Just a close resemblance of her from what I remember. And thank you Iris for the song)

The G. Shot

I was watching Dr. 90210 a few weeks ago it’s a show on E entertainment (just like with a lot a television shows. I just happen to watch it was on the channel, that I turn to originally watching talk soup). Anyway, there was this young 33-year-old black woman, who was a single mother and a personal trainer, and she was getting a procedure called (G-Shot). Turning my attention to the television, because she was extremely attractive. I became curious to know what that was and why she was getting it well. It is a procedure where collagen is injected on her G spot to increase the size and sensitivity of that area for greater sexual pleasure. I will admit, my jaw almost dropped. I was like wow, because if you have ever had the pleasure of being with a woman and learning her body. And knowing where different erotic zones are that’s incredible and then intensifying them. OMG. That’s all I could think to myself. So as a program when on. They showed her in different aspects of her life working out training, her clients. Getting feedback from her really good friend. So on and so forth, her defense was “I love sex. I’m single, and sometimes I simply don’t have time to wait for him to hit it or to try to find it. So making it larger increases my chances.” They had a camera in the kitchen with her and her 14-year-old daughter and she absolutely didn’t want to talk about it at the mother playfully taunted her the day of the procedure was interesting. They showed her laying down on a table with stirrups. The doctor came in and examine her, and then told her in order to inject her in the right spot. He had to have it stimulated so the two male doctors, and one female nurse left the room while she masturbated. I’m assuming when they returned, she had that look like she had just finished running track. LOL he injected her with the collagen. She was visibly a changed woman from a big smile on her face and then the next time you saw her. She was at dinner with a gentleman she was seeing. And ironically enough, she was telling him about the procedure. She had had done. I’m assuming they had not slept together yet by the reaction on his face. He look like a kid with the keys to a candy store. LOL. So of course I had to call my brother and tell him what I just saw. He told me he had seen something. Just like that on the television series Nip Tuck were the woman injected could hardly walk. After having the procedure done. I tell you, the marvels of modern medicine. I love them :-)http://www.thegshot.com/what.htm