Back on Panytydeal

January 26, 2024

I have gone back to selling panties and other things on pantydeal.com. I don’t know how long I will be on this site. I’m just checking it out again to see if it’s worth my effort and paying the fees that are involved.

I can see already that my attitude has really changed about the site. I used to be a little more sensitive. I see it more now as a business venture dad anything else. I am offering a service. I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do. I don’t chat and I don’t sex, but I’ll do almost anything for photos or video

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Real Male Enhancement Training With Real Results

“Sex sells!” This is a simple two-word phrase that holds so much truth it isn’t funny. What’s the world’s oldest profession that still offers the potential for untold riches today? Prostitution! Although sexual exploitation has evolved over the years, the threat of the everlasting negative impact is still there. If anything, the potential for someone to be harmed by sexual exploitation is far greater. The simple fact that men worry about their members being too small is the perfect example. 

The Emergence Of Male Enhancement

There is an entire industry built around people exploiting the fear of other’s sexual inadequacies. The available solutions can vary from something as simple as a specially designed diet or it can go as far as complex corrective cosmetic surgery. There is nothing wrong with wanting to look and perform at your best. Unfortunately, some people can get far too caught up in their worries to the point they become overwhelmed.

This is especially true for people who rely on public perception. It is not uncommon these days to turn on the TV or go online and see some kind of sexual male enhancement advertisement. Most people probably can’t recall a time when enhancement pills didn’t exist. These medications are miraculous and can greatly improve the quality of life but they are medication. All medication comes with potential side effects and simply taking it can do irreversible damage to the body.

 

The Truth About Increasing Ejaculate

Most men have migrated from worrying about the size of the members to worrying about the amount of ejaculation they produce. This is an understandable fear when you consider what ejaculate can represent. For many men, a powerful orgasm is about a lot of ejaculation. It’s not only an incredible sensation that most desire but it can be seen as a sign of masculinity.

While this might be true, men need to understand that increasing ejaculation does not necessarily increase potency. Just because your loads are larger doesn’t mean you’re actually increasing the sperm count. Sperm and Semen come from two different parts of the reproductive organ. Sperm is the substance that fuses with the female sexual organs and leads to pregnancy. Semen, on the other hand, is a mixture. In many instances, increasing semen production can lower sperm production.

Natural, Easy, And Fun Training

Exercising is supposed to be fun, exhilarating, and exciting. Whether it is working out or trying to achieve multiple orgasms, the lack of real results oftentimes leads to many giving up. That is where the all-natural semen-increasing program is different. With this program, you’ll see the results so fast that you’ll be truly amazed.

Even better is that the training is easy, fun, and something you can do alone. These steps can, however, be practiced with a partner if you want to make them even more entertaining. With no special equipment and no potentially harmful medications, real people can start seeing real results in no time at all. It’s easy to stay motivated when you are getting real results. When your partner notices those results, it’s an entirely different kind of satisfaction.  

Developed By A Real Man With Real Problems

There is nearly no end to amount of enhancement exercises, medications, and enhancement operations available today. The problem is that most of them don’t work. While that’s not the case with this training program, it’s the fact that it was developed by a real person struggling with small semen loads that makes it better.  

There is no better way to understand one’s struggles than to face them yourself. That’s why this program not only far exceeds others but doesn’t become boring and routine.

https://bigger-loads.com/

GUEST BLOG – Kylie LuverGurl

December 12, 2023

So here is a secret for all of you…I like to suck my thumb when I am cuddled down in my bed in my nightie and nothing else. I have a teddy bear I like to cuddle with, since none of my guy friends seem to like to spend the night after they have fucked me or I have sucked their cocks <<pouty face>>. You would think after they have filled my pussi with a load of man-juice, they would at least let me drift off in their arms like a good gurl, but no.

They are in too much of a hurry to get home to their boring wives and their otherwise boring, sexless lives.

So… back to sucking my thumb. And before I go any further, things are only going to get raunchier from here in this article, so feel free to unzip your pants and pull your cocks and balls free. And if you are of the female persuasion, you might want to take your panties off and get your favorite toy ready. Personally, I hate wearing underwear of any sort, though I do like the idea of eventually being able to wear panties. 

And guys, if you have a favorite toy you like to fuck yourself with, I certainly won’t stop you! If you’re reading this, I think it is safe to say you’re not prudish, and I love that! 

So are we all comfortable (and if that involved you getting naked or dressing in something slinky and feminine, just know that I love that idea too!

Your favorite gay cockslut is just full of love for all of you, especially those of you with seven or more inches!

Thumbs.

So one lonely night, I was feeling particularly alone and childish, so I curled up with my teddy bear and stuck my thumb in my mouth in impulse. To my mild surprise, it had a very calming effect, so I continued sucking (yes, I was wishing it was some guy’s cock, just in case that thought had crossed your filthy little minds).

But if you know me, I always try to put an erotic spin on everything I do, so… The next night, I sucked on my thumb again a bit getting it nice and wet, then slid the pad over my pussi hole, getting it nice and coated with my juices from down there before popping it back in my mouth.

The flavor was a little bit bitter, a little earthy, the texture a bit oily, and sent what felt like an electric shock from my tongue straight to my clitty. As soon as I had sucked all the flavor off my thumb, I slid it over my pussi again and started sucking again.

I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face, my nightiepulled up around my waist and a cool breeze from the fan blowing across my bare legs and ass.  When I woke up later, I was still sucking my thumb and outrageously horny, even by this gurl’s standards. 

There was only one solution: I fumbled for my favorite dildo and slid it deep into my pussi. I was so revved up I did not even bother with lube. Continuing sucking on my thumb, I began fucking my hungry pussi, pulling it out occasionally to replace my thumb with the dildo to suck itclean of my pussi juices before sliding it back into my hole. I repeated this to three consecutive sissy anal orgasms (and pissed the bed; I’m glad I had put a towel down before I fell asleep) before my clitty finally exploded with a squirt of gurl-cum.

When I had caught my breath, I reluctantly pulled the dildo free, exhausted and satiated, though my pussi ached gently from being empty. I took one last long lick to clean it up before setting it on my nightstand, then stuck my thumb up my pussi for a few seconds to get it nice and coated with my fluids again before resuming sucking on it.

I did not even clean myself up before I drifted back off to sleep, happy in the knowledge that tomorrow I would wake up horny again, and have more opportunities to be a slut.

I have to admit here, I did embellish a few details, but for the most part, this is happened as I recounted it.

Well, all of you out there, I hope you enjoyed my little story and that it maybe inspires you to engage in a little kinky and carnal fun of your own.  Until next time, know that I love you all, and I would love to express that love in every way possible, with both holes!

Right now, I think I am going to lie down for a nap, and yes, I will be sucking my thumb after I’ve swirled it around deep in my pussi.

Kisses, Kylie Cockwhore

Eight Years

September 24, 2023

September marks eight years that I’ve known my guy and basically fell in love with him in our very first conversation. We’ve had our ups and downs. We’ve been off and on and even right now I worry about him since he has Covid and I’ve barely talk to him this week. (I really wanted to see him this week on my trip because we would’ve met up on what would’ve been my exes birthday. And also very very close to the date we first started talking.)

It’s more than sex. I feel like really have a connection with him. And it kills me that I can’t be with him all the time. Being 600 miles away really hurts. Especially now that I am “free”. Last year at this time I was still taking care of my ex-husband. Now he’s gone in for the first time in 30 years I have my own life. And I went to spend it with his man. And I can’t. And I don’t know if I will ever be able to.

This year has sucked also because I haven’t felt well a lot of the time. I’ve had some major problems healthwise, but I think maybe (fingers crossed) I’m starting to come out of in a little bit.

I just want him.

I have the opportunity to go on a date with a 28 year old man – literally half my age. And truthfully, it’s scary to me. I feel because I’m on Pornhub that he has some preconceived notion of what I’m like, and that expects me to go down on him or fuck him immediately. Even though I’ve tried to explain that I’m just an insecure old woman compared to him, and that I have fears. I obviously overthink too much. I don’t think he understands that I have hours and hours and hours of relationship filled up with my guy. And when I started talking with my guy, it was an immediate connection. I don’t have that with this man. I don’t feel any real pull to see him. I’ve tried to explain that I don’t have a connection with him, but he just kind of laughs it off and says because I haven’t tried. And that could be true because I am so full of my guy that I can’t see another person. But really I just think it’s that I don’t trust anyone that much younger than me.

I’ve talked with a few other people about the situation with this new man and they’ve all encouraged me to meet up with him. But they are all men also and I don’t think they quite understand the nuances I feel. And I even know my guy would encourage it.

But overall, I just want my guy.

Eight years is a long time. And I have a yearning for my guy. Maybe I am not giving the 28 year old a fair chance but then again, there’s no reason why I should.

I love my guy. That’s all there is to it.

Shit Show Trip

September 21, 2023

This year has just kind of sucked.

For the past few weeks I’ve been planning to go on a short trip and hoping to see my guy in the process. I had received a free ticket to a amusement park in Pennsylvania but it needed to be used by September 16. So I planned on getting there on that final day. The park itself was very nice; lots of shade, some good rides. The stupid part was I faceplanted on the carousel of all things, and whacked up my knee a bit. Despite that, I had fun. But I’m getting tired of traveling by myself.

The next day I drove into New Jersey. I was on my way to New York City but there was no way I wanted to drive in the city itself – so I had researched and figured out I could park at a mall near where I usually meet up with my guy and take a transit bus from the mall into the city. It shouldn’t have been a problem. Well, I guess I got on the wrong bus – and you’ll find out why later. The bus did take me to city, but in a totally different area than what I had originally planned so I ended up taking an Uber from the station they dropped me off at to the Theatre where I was seeing the show. The show itself was fantastic – my first real “straight play” rather than a musical. And as I left, I walked right into the “stage door experience” and two of the stars came out and signed my Playbill. Well that was exciting. I was really hoping the third actor would come out because he was really my favorite. (I know he usually does not come out to sign however, because of threats and problems he has had with fans. Sometimes though he will come out and wave. I wanted to show my tattoo.)

It should’ve been an amazing experience, because I also won a ticket lottery and actually won front row seats for “Hamilton,” which is the hottest show out there. But I just felt weird overall. I felt that there was something going on with my car. I was afraid that it was going to get towed or something because the area I had parked it had no other vehicles around whatsoever. (The mall itself is closed on Sundays due to Blue Laws in NJ.) I walked up to a bookstore and mulled around there for a while, but I just kept feeling that I needed to go back. I did pick up my tickets, so at least I do have that for a souvenir. (I have seen the show twice on tour, but this was Broadway!)

I hightailed it to the bus station, and this time got on the correct bus to go back over to New Jersey where I was parked. It was already dark, and I was kind of nervous because at the end I was the last person on the bus. We finally get to the mall and the driver drops me off and I immediately realize something is not right. It’s the correct mall, but nothing looked familiar. I could not find my car. I walked around for an hour, looking for my car and could not find it. Now I was starting to panic a little bit. I found a security guard and unfortunately I was not allowed to get into the vehicle so she could drive me around and look, but she did take my key and drove around the mall twice trying to find it.

And of course, it started to rain and I’m standing outside, waiting for the security guard to come back and see if she found my car or not. She had to come back once and asked for more information because she couldn’t find it either. I was out in the rain, huddling under an awning, trying to stay dry. The second time she comes back and she found my car. Hallelujah! It was on the totally opposite side of the mall where I was and on another level. I didn’t know this mall had more than one parking level – I was not parked in the garage. It was out in the open. But I did find my car. The guard was nice enough to unlock the doors to the mall itself and she escorted me through it to stay out of the rain, rather than walk all the way around it and down. And that’s probably why I got on the wrong bus, because I was at the wrong bus stop.

I throw all my stuff in the backseat and I get back to the hotel to dry off and talk to my guy a little bit. He’s all excited for the next day and hoping that his wife would go to work (she often works from home on Mondays). I planned on staying the whole day in New Jersey just so I can see him. I did have a couple minor things planned, but it was nothing. I really had a need to do.

Next day I get up and he calls me and says he woke up with a sore throat and tested positive for Covid.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!

And I believe him because there’s no reason why I shouldn’t. If he didn’t want to see me, he could’ve just said that his wife decided to stay at home rather than go into work. He already had that out.

(I found out he actually called in sick at work for two days – he has only done that one other time in the 8 years I have known him!)

So I just drove 9 hours back home. A couple of things I had planned to do otherwise were washed out by rain anyways so there was absolutely no reason for me to stay. I wouldn’t even be able to see my guy the next morning before I left anyways due to Covid.

When I get home and unpacked all my stuff and realized my bag of souvenirs, got totally soaked in the rain when I was looking for my car – including my signed Playbill, which was basically ruined.

(Sigh)

I’m about ready to give up

TOY TEST – Celani Nipple Sucker

August 22, 2023

I have been jaded over the past few years with suction toys not having enough power to do much for me. That ended with this item.

This toy is deceiving. When I unboxed it, it didn’t seem to have much suction, but when I went to use it, it really did the job quite well.

When I used it on my breasts, it actually left marks that lasted for several days. We’re talking major hickeys here. (Unfortunately, I cannot show you the photos here because of restrictions on the site but you can definitely see them on my porn hub video. Link will be near the bottom of this review.)

The tongue action was also very good to stimulate my nipples. I almost had a climax just from that.

Unfortunately I could not get a good seal when I tried to use it on my pussy because I have hair down there. It needs more of a smooth area to seal onto. I do look forward to the time when I am shaved to try it again down there.

My guy said he would be willing to try it too on there because you kinda do need an extra hand in some areas. The controls are in a good area being easily accessible without being in the way.

I give this toy a 4.8 for it being deceptively devious. This is a toy. I know I will use over and over again.

Pornhub of my full test can be viewed here – https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=64cc61bc90f85

You can purchase the toy here – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BXWWQJ5J?psc=1&ref=ppx_yo2ov_dt_b_product_details