Keep Calm and Masturbate!

Before Masturbation month comes to a close:

(THE CHALLENGE)

Here are 5 reasons to take matters into your own hands right now. (You’re welcome.)
It prevents cancer.

A 2003 Australian study found that men who ejaculated more than five times a week were a third less likely to develop prostate cancer. Disease-causing toxins build up in your urogenital tract and when you rub one out, you flush the bad guys out of your system, says Brame.
It makes you harder.

As you age, you naturally lose muscle tone … even down there. Regular sex or masturbation works out your pelvic floor muscles to prevent erectile dysfunction and incontinence. “It keeps the angle of your dangle perky,” says Brame. Aim to (ahem) arrive 3 to 5 times a week for rock-solid results.
It helps you last longer.

Taking yourself to palm prom may help you stretch your sack sessions. “[Masturbating] an hour before a date will give you more control,” says Brame. Train yourself by timing how long it takes you to orgasm, suggests Ava Cadell, Ph.D., founder of loveologyuniversity.com. If it usually takes two minutes solo, try for three next time. Or count how many strokes you need to get to your happy place. If you’re spurting after 50, shoot for 60. “Most men can double the number of strokes and the time within one month,” Cadell says. Practice makes perfect, right?
It ups your immunity.

Ejaculation increases levels of the hormone cortisol, says Jennifer Landa, M.D., a specialist in hormone therapy. Cortisol, which usually gets a bad rap as a havoc-wrecking stress hormone, actually helps regulate and maintain your immunity in the small doses. “Masturbation can product the right environment for a strengthened immune system,” she says.
It boosts your mood.

Masturbating releases a slew of feel-good neurochemicals like dopamine and oxytocin that lift your spirits, boost your satisfaction, and activate the reward circuits in your brain. “An orgasm is the biggest non-drug blast of dopamine available,” says Brame. “A brain scan of someone having an orgasm looks like a heroin addict’s."

Furniture to be naughty with Kiwi Candy

The original title of this blog entry was going to be "Fucking Furniture", and I didn't want to give the wrong impression.  But now I'm thinking, but there are pieces of furniture that I've used to get off on.  A chair, where I've rubbed myself against until I come, or even the corner of my bed.   I'm a complete sex addict and just looking at something hard turns me on.  That might be a bit of an exaggeration, but I just wanted to get that point across.

But this post is actually about furniture I like to fuck on.  Looking around my apartment, I can say that I've had sex on every piece of furniture, or done something naughty on it.  Hehe.  I'm sure you can say the same about your own house, and if not I hope this will give you some ideas for when you're on the phone with me.

Can you think about how many pieces of furniture you would like to bend me over and fuck?  There's chairs, which can be fun as long as they're armless.  A bed which is of course very normal and ordinary, unless I'm tied to it and you're pounding me so hard, that I squirt while I come.

The other pieces of furniture I love to be fucked on are the couch, coffee table, bath tub, basin, sink and even the washing machine (which I know is not furniture, but still hot).  I love trying out new furniture, and would love to test out my desk with you.    Simply because when you call me, I am usually on the couch, floor or my bed, and I think it would be hot to bend over my desk and fuck myself to orgasm for you.  So definitely call me on NiteFlirt, and if you don't have an account, get one!  You get free minutes to join.

Feedback Spotlight:

Candace is always fun to take control of, it's obvious she enjoys serving as a good slut should. Treat yourself and let her kneel in front of you.

Morning Fun!

How much fun would it be to share a morning sunrise over breakfast in bed with me?  I had a caller describe how he would like to pamper me first thing in the morning, to let me know how much he enjoyed and appreciated the way I had serviced him the night before.   I love the idea of being able to curl up in the blankets, left warm by you and basically purr myself back to that in between awake and asleep moment, basking in the warm feeling in my tight little belly knowing my man is taking care of me.

The scent of the coffee and the food drifting into the room is enough just to keep me from falling fully asleep, anticipating the wonderful flavors he would soon bring in to me. After a few delicious minutes of just enjoying the smells, I sneak even further under the covers, hearing him waking back down the hall to the bedroom. I can't make things too easy now can I?  Hearing him say my name, I feel my desire starting to well up in my chest, fighting with my hunger for attention.  He sets the tray down next to the bed, and opens the window, letting the morning twilight into the room. As he sits down and pulls the covers off of my head, I can't help but smile, stretch and giggle a little at him.

Not letting me move much, he is insisting on feeding me as I lay in bed, the brightening rays of the sun beginning to heat up the room, and my naked body. After a few minutes of letting him feed me, I can't stop my hands as they wander towards him, snaking under the blanket, and finding their way to the breakfast sausage I really want,  hehe. As the morning sun fills the room all the way, I decide to send him to work with a smile, and pull him down on top of me, getting the enjoyment of having sex with my man to start both of our days of right.

Sound fun? Call me and tell me how you'd like to start the day with your favorite Kiwi.