Author: aphroditefatoz

I have released a new book on Amazon ‘Great Sex is Reason Enough‘. It is free for two days. It came to me like bouts of nausea; I would wake up from daily life to vomit them on paper. It gave me no choice, it would wake me during the night, assault me at work. I had to carry pen and paper everywhere.

One day I went to the post office and saw myself seated on the curb, my back against a tree trunk, like a five year old doing homework. My little notebooks got filled, sometimes there was not enough space so I had to write on my hands.

Driving I recorded ideas on the phone…

The produce was as badly behaved as was the way it got to me. Words with no respect, politically incorrect, invading any relationships, crossing boundaries and being rude.

I have been through a divorce, after decades of a committed-almost-celibacy I was thrown into the pond of single life, practically without knowing how to swim. Since then, I have faced infidelity, mine and from partners and discovered a world where so many friends are in crisis in their relationships.

At the core of all problems one issue stood out: Sex.

This book is a book of thoughts, small paragraphs with what I have learnt, my lessons and breakthroughs. What I noticed from my experience and those around me. There is no escaping Sex. If you don’t create a fulfilling sexual life in your relationship, most probably it will not last or it will create a conflicted and painful existence.

To give you an idea of what ‘Great Sex is Reason Enough’ is about, here is an extract:

“Extraordinary Sex Beats Perfection If you and your partner are in a perfect relationship, except in bed, with all the reasons why you should stay together and someone comes along offering chemistry and extraordinary sex, all those reasons will lose every time.

It may not be enough to end the relationship but you will doubt whether you’re with the right person; you will entrap your soul. Temptation and extraordinary sex are always trying to find a way into our lives.”

The book will be free at Amazon this weekend. I ask you to buy it and review it.

The promotion should start any minute now, Amazon is not very precise. It is scheduled to be free from the first minute of Saturday, Standard Pacific Time. This means from 5pm in Sydney, 3am in New York, 5am in London.

Reviews are very precious to writers, write one for my book and I will be eternally grateful.

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The excuse was to raise money for the Foundation for National Parks & Wildlife, but what I really wanted was participate in this fantastic adventure where over 1000 people shed their outer skins to reveal what was underneath.
It was a swim for liberty, as the main purpose was to push people out of their comfort zones. Even though I am a frequenter of naturalist’s events, this one was special. For one there is a crowd of outsiders that pushes the sensation of being among my own farther than usual. Therefore even I was pushed outside my comfort zone.
Also, I had never adventured too far from the shore when undressed somehow exposing your parts to the depth is scarier than swimming in the shallow.
Another interesting sensation was the water passing between my legs, my thighs, and my lips. The lower ones, it gave me kind of a frisson. I love swimming breast stroke and with such a name for the style I could not think of anything more appropriate than swimming it in the undressed condition.
Though a few days before the swim this preference caused me to almost drown. I was training for the swim in a pool, with a proper bathing suit, of course. In front of me another lady swam her breast stroke and I looked at her… covered… well, flower. I realised If she had been naked I would see her flower perfectly and started laughing. Even though I was swimming I couldn’t control the laugh bubbling up and me bubbling down swallowing water. I had to stop, laugh, then continue to swim thinking people were probably going to see my fanny, and maybe, my uterus, during the swim.
So when I was swimming it was a relief to be a bit far from the next swimmer in front and behind. That is, until a man swam over me, gliding over my body with so much contact I thought I was going to end up pregnant on his way out (or in). A pity it wasn’t one of the boys from the support team. There must have been around 15 of them, most around the 30’s, I would be happy with any one (or various of them) for some fun. A shame they were all dressed those ones, they shouldn’t have been, it would be a much better view if they had stuck to the spirit of the event.
All in all it was a great swim, except for the part that every reflex of sunshine in my goggles made me think there was a shark underneath just out of my peripheral vision, all the rest was great.

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On casual Fridays my productivity drops by half. Not because it is casual, or Friday for that matter. It is because of the case of the white t-shirt.
My current workplace is plagued by a boringness that is only counterbalanced by two hot guys that deal within our premises.
One of these hunks has the habit of wearing a white t-shirt on casual days.

My issue with it is that I can see through the white fabric and there is a tantalising tattoo on his back.
He is strong, one of those that go to the gym every day, when he open his arms I feel like sighing like a besotted teenager. My imagination goes much farther than a teenager’s though.
I feel like getting a pair of scissors, cutting a hole on the shirt to see the design on the man’s back, and then lick it. Don’t ask me why I don’t want to remove the whole shirt, or why lick it. Only my twisted mind knows.
And that explains why my concentration levels are so low on Fridays and I salivate a lot.

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‘How many threesomes have you done?’ he asks me.

My brain freezes. He is on top of me, inside me, around me. I don’t really know him or anything about him. I know where he works and that he has had fantasies about me. I bet he still does.

The funny thing is that he is not asking if I ever did one, but how many. My mind is trying to absorb the sensations, it has been so long since my last sexual encounter. It is good to feel a dick inside me. Even if the alcohol is not helping with the hardness. It is a good one.

How does he know? I kind of think when a woman is too unblocked, open, unlimited, it shows in her love making, or should I say, in her fucking… Either he was baiting me to see what kind of lover I was or he simply felt in my body that I had done what he asked.

After that the question was, what to answer, the truth? For some reason I thought it was better to lie. Instead of twice, I said: ‘once, I’ve done it once’

‘Any orgies?’

What?! ‘No, not yet at least’

‘What was it? Two guys and you?’

‘Yes’

‘Only once?’

‘Yes’

‘Why? Why not more?’

‘Hey threesomes are not that easy to arrange you know?’

‘How was it? Did you have one in your mouth one in your pussy? Or one each side?’

‘Both.’

‘Do you want to be on top now?’

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‘Gosh Mr. D. you have a fine piece of an ass!’ I think to myself while watching my oblivious work colleague carry a box of files in front of me, climbing some steps.

My friend told me I’m lucky to be a woman or I would have the problem of sporting hard-ons at the most inconvenient places. In my defence I say I’m appreciative of the masculine form, the shape of the male body, the kinaesthetic process. Of course the drooling gives me away.

I watch men as, I’ve been told, men watch women. I imagine them in bed, naked and sweaty doing the funny business, with me, of course. I create fantasies and day dreams about them. I go to a swimming pool to watch the nice semi-naked bodies prancing around. I look at cyclists calves and want to bite them. I think my friend is right and I am defenceless: I am most definitely, and pleasurably, a perv.

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