The Porn Dude

Naomi

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Day Three - Naomi, Gelfling

Naomi is the fabled Female Gelfling, from the world of "The Dark Crystal."

She is beautiful beyond compare. So I will not.

We dined at Café Brio, on our first evening together. As we drew near the bistro, her eyes widened. "Oh no! Midgets!" she pointed, dismayed. "I hate midgets," she added, agitated. I looked to my left, and sure enough, out of nowhere appeared two smartly dressed Little People walking down the middle of the street. They passed close enough to touch from my window, though I declined to do so. It was a David Lynch kind of moment.

"Be tolerant, dove," I chided her.

After dinner, we stopped for tea, my first time ever at Timmy Ho's.

"Is this the cup holder?" she asked as she puzzled how to place her cup in my CD player.

"No. That's the CD tray. You'll find the cup holder below, with my cup in it. You can place yours in the empty slot adjacent."

Instead, she offered, "Drink this."

"But we ordered the same thing! Hot tea, with cream and sugar."

"Go on, try it," she smiled gleefully. I saw the look in her eye and knew that to oblige her would be folly. She watched eagerly as I prepared to down her concoction. She laughed, pleased with herself, as I grimaced, forcing myself to swallow. "Ha ha! Isn't it great!"

Slurry of sugar, with some tea and cream mixed in, it could have been worse. I was prepared for something far worse and more disgusting

We drove along the scenic shoreline, stopping at a romantic location. We kissed by the ocean, under the starlight. I carried her on my back, keeping her feet from the mud, to her favorite wooden swing.

Later, I exfoliated her. I kid you not.

Day 4 - Tim Horton's

Thursday, I rested, but still met Naomi for tea. By an amazing coincidence, we ran into Vikki at Tim Hortons! Poor ol' Pooh, caught with his paw in the honey jar!
 
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rollerboy

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Day Five - Naomi, In Her Shoes

I spent my last evening in Victoria with Naomi. We saw a chick flick, and I did not die. I let her order food for us, at a late night Chinese restaurant. I nearly died.

She puts Blistex on her lips about once every six and a half minutes.

We returned to our ocean drive, and then up to the lookout on Mt Tolmie. On the descent, we spied two small deer foraging. We stopped by the side of the road to watch. Naturally, the deer found this rather rude, and pretended not to notice us. Naomi, fascinated, wanted to reach out to touch the nearest one, though it was not close enough for that. It turned and shot her a glance, "What?" Naomi became scared that it would bite her, and quickly rolled up her window.

I stole an orange utility cone, which she wanted for her room. "What do you need that for?"

"To keep Emily out."

I brought her back to my hotel room, unable to hold back fierce, unyielding lust for my Naomi. Under the spell of whirling green eyes set within a perfect face, when I gaze at her, I am on fire.

"I've never felt one so hard before. It's like a rock!" she marveled, her green eyes swirling. She has magnificent puffies, perfect skin, and perfect figure.

"I've never been this hard with an escort."

With devouring hunger, I fuck her, forcing my way deep inside Naomi. She is almost unbearably tight. She placed her palm flat against my smooth chest, her other hand against my abs. I held her down with one arm, and with the other pushed her leg back against her body. I rammed her relentlessly and hard. She bucked wildly against my thrusts, making noises like an animal.

Dark thoughts control my primitive mind, "She belongs to me, this night." Her fingers dig into my flesh.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"It feels good. There's no pain." I worry because of her condition. We continued our union now more slowly and gently, until at last she felt pain. I stopped. Naomi is delicate, from injury. I could have gone all night, but would not risk hurting her. Our bodies still entwined, I kissed her and held her. We drifted off to sleep.
 

rollerboy

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Day Six - Feeding the Ducks with Naomi

My favorite part of my Week in Victoria came when we awoke in the morning and went to the park to feed the ducks.

Naomi gets into anything and everything. She compulsively opens things. I went to brush my teeth. When I returned, she stood in front of an opened ventilation panel, peering into the air duct. I looked at her quizzically. "Pirates could have stashed their loot in here. You never know!"

"I already checked. Hurry or we'll be late. Ducks are not as patient with their guests as deer."

We arrived in good time. We drove to the park and found a pond with two flocks of ducks, one of which had already found benefactors. "This isn't it," she frowned. We circled the park until we found another pond with more suitable ducks. "Here we are!" she announced excitedly. "Oh, it's the same pond, from the other side. Never mind, we're here!"

I retrieved our offering from the trunk, a loaf of Wonderbread, whole wheat though not organic, and we made our way to the pond. The mallards, eager to greet our arrival, quickly surrounded us. They were large and small, of many different shapes and colorings; a few even had knobs on their heads. Some looked suspiciously like seagulls. Soon a large, colorful bird arrived on the scene.

"Oh! The peacock! I'm afraid it will eat my toes!" Naomi cried. Without fear for my own life and limb, I protected her from the rainbow-feathered terror, standing between the charging creature and my damsel. "It's so beautiful," she spoke of her splendidly plumed bane, teasing it with pieces of bread, which she would snatch away at the last moment.

I placed a small violet in her hair, to ward off further mischief. I thought I stood next to one of God's Own Angels.

"I wonder if the ducks will go over the waterfall?" she pondered, designing a trail of bread to tempt them over the edge. I kissed her softly on her cheek, savoring my final moment in Victoria.

And so my blissful adventure drawn to a close, I made my way across the Sea, and began the long journey home.
 

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rollerboy said:
Day Three - Naomi, Gurl Gelfling

By an amazing coincidence, we ran into Vikki at Tim Hortons! Poor ol' Pooh, caught with his paw in the honey jar!
BUSTED !!!
LOL
 

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Well, rollerboy, you have peaked my interest with Naomi. I just might have to try and see her. What is her contact information?
 

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thanks

Drummer, she books on occasionally at SU. She can't work too frequently because of the discomfort from her injury. Best bet would be to email Vikki.

Thanks to everyone for sharing their favorite picks, reviews and PM's, and making this trip a perfect sweep.
 
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rollerboy said:
You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree

All you need to do is to take her for another spin at the beach... :D I am sure you will be able to shake a lot of peaches down...from Naomi... :D
 

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Other than when she nearly sweet-and-sour-porked us to death at the Chinese restaurant...she was the sweetest peach of 'em all. And them was some mighty fine peaches in Vic. :cool:
 

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rollerboy said:
Other than when she nearly sweet-and-sour-porked us to death at the Chinese restaurant...she was the sweetest peach of 'em all. And them was some mighty fine peaches in Vic. :cool:
I agree, Dana has one of the best tasting pussies...who else has the sweet ones... :D
 
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