of porn and whales

Wow, the prudes won; Snow Gathering was canceled. How disappointing.

I think the whale comparison on the current Snow Gathering page is a cheap shot though. From what I've heard, Icelanders aren't hunting any endangered species'. That's just propaganda from overzealous environmental organizations - not all species of whale are endangered.

I've had whale at a restaurant here. It's very good. I have no moral qualms about this; as long as the animals aren't endangered I don't really see how killing whales is any worse than killing cows or pigs or chickens. At least the whale got to live a natural, free life.

It's ironic that the Snow Gathering people fail to understand how Icelanders would fall for the rhetoric of all porn being abusive, degrading and criminal, but happily jump to equally predictable and narrow minded conclusions about Iceland and whaling.

snow gathering

Sometimes I really wish I understood Icelandic.

My Icelandic friends tell me there's quite an uproar in the Icelandic press about SnowGathering 2007. I don't generally encounter the conservative part of the local population, and hadn't really realized that that sort of thing existed here, but during the past few days I've been assured otherwise. Apparently both the church, politicians and some feminists have objected to the gathering. It's somewhat frustrating to know this sort of dialog is going on here, but not understand the language well enough to be able to follow along.

I guess I'll just have to focus on what I do understand: downtown will soon be full of porn stars looking for a good time.

[ Insert predictable fantasies here. ]

fingers

I have my fingers between her legs and my lips by her ear.

"You feel so warm, so wet baby. I love how your pussy lips get all swollen and inviting when I touch you like this," I breathe into her ear.

I slide my finger gently from her clit to her opening and back again, punctuating my words by sliding my fingers gently over her clit and tracing slow circles around it.

"You know I could so easily slide my cock into you now. Your pussy would swallow all of me up at once, it would feel so good. Just sliding back and forth inside you, feeling your pussy grab onto me. She's so strong, baby, it's amazing."

I keep running my finger gently around her small, hard clit. I relish how wet she is by now. How true my words are. My cock is hard, but I'm in no rush to do anything with it, I'm happy to just play her body like some sort of erotic instrument.

She's rocking her hips now, pushing against my hand.

"I love making you feel like this. I love bringing out the filthy little slut in you, I love making you come. Are you going to come for me, baby?"

She gasps out a breathless yes and I slide my finger back down to her opening, teasing it gently. I don't put my finger in her, I just feel how wet she is and tease her a bit.

"Right there. Right there, I could slide my cock into you. You'd grab onto me and your greedy little pussy would try and suck the cum out of me. You know she would. And you know if I let you come on my naked cock I wouldn't be able to resist, I'd just have to come too, fill you with spunk."

She's moaning now, rocking her hips back and forth against me, eyes closed and her mouth open. So beautiful, I watch her move, her flat stomach and perfect breasts. And in this moment, she is all mine. At the thought of me coming inside her an "oh yes" escapes her lips and her breath quickens.

I slide my finger up and down slowly, feeling the wet fullness of her pussy, sliding back and forth over her clit on each stroke. Her wetness has spread to cover her entire pussy, the rest of my hand, her thighs...

"You'd like that, wouldn't you baby? You'd like me to push deep inside you and just fill you with cum. You'd like to feel it pumping into you and filling you up and leaking out of you again."

She would.

"Or maybe, maybe you'd like to watch me do that to someone else. Maybe you'd like to watch me play with some other girl like I'm playing with you now. I'd make her all wet, play with her pussy until she begs for my cock. And you'd watch and play with yourself."

She opens her eyes wide and stares at me as the meaning of my words sinks in. "Oh god, yes," she whispers.

"You'd play with yourself and watch as I pushed the tip of my cock into her."

I touch her opening, caress it.

"Just like I could push it into you, right here, I'd push the tip of my cock into her, just a little bit. I'd slide out and then in again, fucking her slowly at first, then faster and harder as her pussy squeezes me and she moans and moans."

She has totally lost control now, her hips moving frantically back and forth as I slide my finger back and forth over her wet slit, up and over her clit and then back to her opening again. And again and again.

"You'd watch as she starts to come on my cock and I'd lose control and just pump her full of my cum. We'd be beautiful. And then once I was all done, I'd walk over to you and put my sticky, cum covered cock in your mouth and let you lick me clean, tasting my cum and her juices together."

Her body convulses, she's coming. I quickly take my finger off her clit, covering her pussy with my flat hand, giving her something firm to buck and push against. And buck she does, hard, the orgasm taking over her whole body.

"That's right baby, come for me."

It seems to go on forever and it's the most wonderful sight in the whole world.

And when she's done, exhausted and breathing heavily, all snug in my arms, she's still mine. My cock is still hard.

She'll be coming again, and we both know it.

sound advice

Still recovering from a busy weekend in Glasgow.

Still busy cleaning my phone's SMS inbox, which is full of messages from both Rosa and Disa (turns out "deesa" is just how it's pronounced).

In the meantime, I recommend this sound advice from White Ninja.