I was in Pompeii on the 31st of December. This is an unearthed ancient civilization just outside of Naples, its ruins are approximately two thousand years old. When I saw our private tour guide I was taken aback by his “antiquity” too, he must have been near eighty, but I became fascinated immediately as soon as he begun talking and I knew that he was the best guide we could ever have been assigned to.

I soon started seeing real shapes of dicks etched into the stone slabs lining the paths. Life-sized and also bigger than life-size. I asked Ettore, our guide, what this meant, they seemed to point at something. He told us how in this town when sailors came from the sea and looked for women, these “signs” were provided along the way (like arrows, he said) to guide them to the nearby “bordellos”, or lady’s houses of pleasure. I was blown away. He told us that back then sex was spoken of freely, same as today Italians speak of coffee. What freedom of expression! I must be a reincarnated Pompeian woman! Of course this was before the official adoption of Christianity by the Roman Empire in the third century, which stifled sexuality and made us all feel guilty.

The Italian word for blowjob is “pompino”, so I texted Max: “How much I would love to give you a pompino in Pompeii, loads of places where we can hide, perhaps we can come here on a warmer month, hide behind an old rock, and unzip you….” I looked at the paintings on the walls of one of the bordellos, doggy style positions, threesomes, mutual masturbation, I smiled once it occurred to me that I was visiting the abode of my ancient colleagues.

On we went…… but before Pompeii we were in Florence. No I didn’t reach out to Lorenzo in the end…….. (those who read my previous blog know who Lorenzo and Max are), my body has learned Max’s body, my skin has learned Max’s skin, I preferred to “suffer in silence” and just chat with him throughout my journey.

My friends………. it was so difficult for a person like me to be sexless for 10 days……..

We visited so many churches, more than I could ever remember, but there was a simple one in Montepulciano (a medieval little town atop a mountain just outside of Florence) which was empty and silent. In each and every one of these churches there were confessionals and in this particular church in Montepulciano confessionals were very simple, there was only a curtain behind which the priest sat in the old days….. (maybe in recent days too??) ….. so I texted Max again: “If I was here with you I’d take your hand, seat you in this confessional, draw the curtain to cover us and kiss you, touch you, feel your beautiful crotch, uncover it and finally suck you Max, I am so hungry, I’d eat you here in this very church.” Truly there was nobody around and I imagined those moments…….. Tourists were busy at the Christmas markets, at the wine-tasting bars, at the restaurants lining the cobblestoned steep streets……… we could have easily hidden in this confessional, I could have kissed him and touched him and maybe, even if just for a moment, felt his beautiful erection inside me. Such a turn on……. all these empty confessionals everywhere, why wouldn’t one want to make the most out of them I thought…….

Our first tour though was on the 26th of December when we visited the Uffizi and Michelangelo’s David at Florence’s Galleria dell’Accademia.

My gaze lifted, the naked body of the David fed me no end of fantasies…… to be on my knees, a naked man standing in front of me, I admiring his thighs and all that’s in between…… this is one of my favorite positions ever and the David wasn’t helping me at all………. am I the only one whom this statue distracts the hell out of? I wished my hands could touch those beautiful strong marble legs and like in the fable where the kissed frog becomes a prince I imagined how if I gave a lick to that marble dick he would become flesh and erect and…………………..

Ehm……. next……. we were in Rome. In our hotel bathroom there was a very big bathtub and as everywhere in Italy, a bidet. Why doesn’t England have bidets ????!

When we were in the car driving back to Rome from Naples, Max told me that when we meet he’d like me to wait for him blindfolded, in the bathroom, in sexy lingerie and on my knees. He’d enter, remove his shoes, turn immediately right where I was, wash his hands and stand in front of me. I’d then be able to touch him, kiss his dick through his jeans, massage my face on it, remove the belt, unzip his jeans and take it out to suck without delay.

This particular scenario turned me on so much that once I got back to Rome and in our hotel room, even though I could not lock myself in the bathroom I sat on the bidet, positioned the hot water jet directly on my clit and begun playing with myself. Max’s messages today toppled me over, I needed release even if there was a small percentage of risk that someone might walk in and see me! A few days ago I’ve noticed that this bidet was particularly efficacious for pussy stimulation, now that I was finally at it, it felt amazing, I loved it, I wished I had one just like this in my bathroom in London.

I massaged myself, I touched myself, I imagined a man standing next to me, his dick in my mouth, I courted orgasm until it eventually ignited itself, engulfed my whole body, I savored it as much as I could, in silence…… which is a shame because I think that if I could have let myself go fully in that moment I would have been Really loud.

This allowed me to breathe……. but only for a little while, I laid on my bed and told Max what I’d just done, how much I had wished he’d stood beside me by the bidet giving me his dick to eat, that would have been so hot…….. but I sadly had four more days to wait until him and I finally met and “burned alive”. All I could do is court patience…… it was really hard…………..

Thankfully most of London’s five star hotels have bidets, the next time I’ll be in one I know what scenario to propose to my companion, mmmm, maybe while I joined the hot jet with my fingers and played with my lower lips I could have my upper lips kiss and grip a beautiful dick  by the way……….. sounds like I’ve got my first fantasy for 2026 ;-))) anyone interested? Which one is yours?