O.K. all of you groovy, sexy people out there, I have a message for you. Safe sex is sensual, erotic, energetic, atmospheric, cosmic and best of all not life threatening. I am inviting you to listen to a story about Naomi and Rich, two smart lovers who make love the safe sensual way.

Both characters could be any skin color and age. They ultimately could be of any economic status or level of education. They could live in small town U.S.A. or abide in a huge metropolitan city. They each could be chic, a college preppie, a punk rocker, a new ager, a musician, an artist, an entrepreneur, a homemaker, a craftsman, or doctor or lawyer, a sci-fi technician, or just a plain laborer, but one thing that they have no control over is a strong natural desire for sex.

A typical outfit for Naomi is any long or short skirt in stretchy knit with a matching fitting blouse. She wears great fashion earrings and necklaces. Underneath she matches French-cut pantyhose over a sexy thong panty or pretty silky brief, topped with a titillating push-up bra and a sheer lacy camisole. She always wears her favorite perfume and her hair is always clean and so well groomed.

A typical outfit for Rich is a crinkly satin-like rayon blend sports outfit in a geometric pattern in cool colors. Underneath he wears the sexy men's bikini briefs, sometimes in satin or cotton, or boxer shorts, in wild patterns and in the new color schemes that surprise his partner. His cologne is hot and he too is always fresh and sexy clean for his date.

A simple, relaxed, but highly romantic and sexually stimulating date for Naomi and Rich goes something like this...

Naomi is at home on a Friday afternoon. She is perched at a desk mulling over storylines for an English essay. The window is half open and scents of spring air fill her room. The phone rings, she picks it up, it's Rich. Her heart beats fast while she breathlessly waits on his every word. She feels her legs tingle and the inside of her thighs get warm. Butterflies somersault in her tummy and she thinks to herself, "I can't wait to see him." Rich tells her in a low, penetrating voice, "I would like to see you tonight and I won't take no for an answer. Naomi, be ready at 7pm. I'll pick you up and we will have a great time." Naomi is so excited, smiling and sweetly, but passionately tells Rich, "I'm all yours from beginning to evenings end..."

When Rich arrives, Naomi is happy to see him and she has her perky, playful attitude on. She hops in his car, lays a sweet, luscious, lip tingling kiss on him and he swings both strong arms around her, pulling her close to him, while tonguing her lips and chin and he tickles her with is tongue up and down her neck. Of coarse Naomi is enjoying this and every hormone in her body begins talking to each other. Naomi is wet and her desire is flowing. Rich can feel her hotness through every cell sensation in his body and his penis gets very, very, very hard.

Rich pulls himself away from her, turns the ignition on and they begin to drive towards the freeway. They exchange light details about their week with lots of loving concern for each others lives and give each other words of love and support while they hold hands and glance into each others eyes.

It's a sweet scene on the freeway at dusk. All headlights are beaming, cars are humming, quickly moving and the pace is exciting and the closer they get to Rich's place the more steamy each moment gets. They hold hands so gently, each one trying to impart that sensuality that they both can't wait to express to each other. It has been 20 minutes. They pull into the driveway. Rich slowly turns off the lights, then the car. He leans towards Naomi and gently rubs his left hand along her thigh while he kisses her lips, while strongly squeezing her hand in his right hand grasp.

Not two minutes later they are in his living room. Rich has her favorite music ready to be played. Hot popcorn, melted butter, cookies, candy, and cold beer are on the table. The sweet smell of vanilla candles scent the room. The lights are dim. He has a present for her. It's a fluffy white polar bear with a bottle of new perfume tied ever so snug around its neck with a white ribbon.

She gently unties the bow and takes the perfume, opens it and caresses her neck and wrists and gently lifts her shirt and touches the perfume bottle to her navel.

"It smells so good and I like it a lot. Thank you so much. I love my polar bear. I'm going to name him White Satin," Naomi says genuinely with sweet satisfaction in her eyes.

While the music plays, they move toward each other, sensing the others mood, the others needs, each weighing the moments, thinking how they will satisfy the other, make the other feel it, want it, love it, come in it and enjoy it, endlessly so, making the hot, hot feelings better and better.

They begin to kiss, tonguing each others lips and sucking the tips of each other's tongues, roaming hands grab and pull buttocks, fingertips sensually slip over clothing rubbing at nipples, and she is squeezing his hard on from outside of his genes. He pulls her top off revealing two very pointed nipples peaking out of her creamy white push-up bra. He lays her down onto the floor where she glides onto a soft comforter and two big leather pillows. He raises her skirt tickling her thighs and revealing her French-cut pantyhose and silky thong. He lets her lay there on the floor writhing. She lets her pretty fingers caress her nipples and glide over her mound. In anticipation he stands over her, he strips his genes off and then takes a strattle stance in front of her, he grabs his own penis and begins to massage himself until he is erect. She stands with her back to him, she bends over and slips her pantyhose down her legs and over her toes. While she pulls her wet thong down her legs, he rubs his penis over her buttocks that are soft as butter and smooth as silk. She turns to him, bends to her knees and kisses his thighs and in a pleasing motion licks his balls, running her hands up and down his buttocks, spreading his cheeks and blowing hot air against his penis. He takes a bottle of warm lemon-lime soda, opens it and pours it down the cleavage of her breasts, it runs down her beautiful soft tummy flowing over her hot spot and into and through it, bubbling and tingling her. It reaches her thighs. He begins to lick her all over, he chews and sucks her nipples. She is wet and wildly excited. He fingers her hot spot with a yellow rubber over his middle finger, squeezing her

ass cheeks, licking her lips and sucking her tongue. His cock is hard and throbbing, he takes his rubber from its package, slips it on while she tongues and licks his creamy prophylactic covered, hard, hard, very hard penis. She sucks him over his rubber massaging his buttocks while she sucks and spreads the cheeks of his ass and with a full licking motion, she tongues his balls and rubs his legs. He lays her down and gently sucks her nipples while he rubs her wet come all over her hot spot, he puts two fingers in a rubber... they are both ready to reach orgasm. He takes his strong arm and slides his hand under her back, arching her ever so slowly.

She, lying on her back, spreads her legs, he kneels beside her pressing his strong thighs against both sides of one of her own soft, buttery, sun-toned thighs. He takes that strong arm and slides his hand under her back, lifting and arching her towards him. Her pretty sweet fingers, slippery from her oozing come, touch her lips of her own desire. She licks her lips, the sight of her pink tongue sends his hormones into an electrifying frenzy. He massages his cock, he rolls his rubber down and off his shaft. While she is purring and cooing like a cat, he watches her as she reaches her orgasm. Her body tenses for a moment and then she relaxes... her orgasm reached, he takes a long look at her. The sight of this female laying under him quivering and coming sends him wild. He sends out his come and sprays it over her navel. The moment she feels it on her, she smiles and then sighs. She rolls over, exposing her sweet, cute buttocks. He locks his arms around her, and then in this orgasmic embrace, they drift off to sleep...

I Safe Sex You Because I Love You...

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The information and research on this page is brought to you by Woww Sherry.  We hope to allow the public to voice their opinion about the Escort Industry and bring about changes to the legal system that will help adults have a good time safely.

We need to legalize a hand release.  Yes inside of an Escort situation or a Massage Parlor a hand release should be legal.  The men have a biological need to release and this is a safe and unemotional, meaning no falling in love, no unwanted children or risking catching social diseases.  It’s a healthy solution to the biological needs men go through everyday.  Many men single and married don’t need more than that and also it will help Escorts and Masseuses both Male and Female feel comfortable about being Escorts and Masseuses since the question does arise. They ask, “Do you do hand releases?”  If a hand release were legal people shouldn’t go past a hand release, the police will still check.  Many Escorts and Masseuses would provide the service if it were legal.  This way, both Escorts and Customers are safe. 

We need the Laws to change to make the Escort Industry a legitimate industry allowing a legal hand release during the encounter. 

As long as the customer provides the location and there is no incall brothel type of set ups, no endangering minors, or soliciting in public places, bars, restaurants, the street etc. then there is no reason to arrest the escort or the customer. 

We need a clear Escort IRS form that Escorts can use to declare their extra income in their tax return. I use an extra Schedule. 

We need both parties to show ID (identification) at the encounter and then everyone can take a deep breath and proceed with caution to have fun! 

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