Ars Amatori's Public Bath

YAY IT"S THE VEEPS!!!

*hugglesnuggles*

Awwww....how'd you know I had chocolate easter eggs in my pocket!?



*batting my eyelashes*

Bee-cuz!

You are my hunny BUNNY!

Get it?

*knee slap*

AHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHH............. ok maybe not so funny.

Seriously. Because you know I love you and I love chockie

so you'll always have both for me! :heart:
 
Seriously. Because you know I love you and I love chockie

so you'll always have both for me! :heart:

Did I mention the fountain is much bigger than the one in the photo? Big enough for a person to dip themselves under...
 
Make promises: what harm can a promise do?
Anyone can be rich in promises.
Hope lasts, if she’s once believed in,
a useful, though deceptive, goddess.

-AA
 
Excellent quote for this morning. What do ya'll think?

But don’t desert your mistress by cramming on more sail,
or let her overtake you in your race:
hasten to the goal together: that’s the fullness of pleasure,
when man and woman lie there equally spent.
 
Plough the earth with the blade, the sea with oars,
take a cruel weapon in your warring hands,
or spend your body, and strength, and time, on girls:
this is warlike service too, this too earns plenty.
 
Only playful passions will be learnt from me:
I’ll teach girls the ways of being loved.
 
"Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes."



Dare you disobey? ;)
 
i love this thread... i have never read karma sutra. i think now i will... and anything chocoalte is good ;)
 
Good to have some folks stop by. We offer complimentary razors in the shower room. Lawn-mowers are in the shed.
 
Hey fellow men. Ever feel you are blowing smoke to no avail? Getting cease and desist letters? Bah! Just keep on lining those cool as a cucumber ladies. They secretly love the flattery.


She reads and won’t reply? Don’t press her:
just let her keep on reading your flattery.
If she wants to read, she’ll want to answer what she’s read:
such things proceed by number and by measure.

Perhaps at first a cool letter comes to you,
asking: would you please not trouble her.
What she asks, she fears: what she doesn’t ask, she wants,
that you go on: do it, and you’ll soon get what you wish.
 
Here is a similar gem.


Your’s to play the lover, imitate wounds with words:
use whatever skill you have to win her belief.
Don’t think it’s hard: each think’s herself desired:
the very worst take’s pleasure in her looks.

Yet often the imitator begins to love in truth,
often, what was once imagined comes to be.
O, be kinder to the ones who feign it, girls:
true love will come, out of what was false.
 
Yes. Yes I am lame. I enjoy posting to myself on my own thread. But it is fun for me and already a handful of people have been turned on to awesome classic erotica.

Now what I will do is take some of my quotes and try to paraphrase them in very simple, slangy language. :D
 
And speak well of your lady, speak well of the one she sleeps with:
but silently in your thoughts wish the man ill.
Then when the table’s cleared, the guests are free,
the throng will give you access to her and room.
Join the crowd, and softly approach her,
let fingers brush her thigh, and foot touch foot.

Don't badmouth your girl's boyfriend or hubby even if she comes to you with the standard "sexless marriage" line. Yeah you want to rip his wet noodle dick off, but keep it to yourself.

When everybody is hanging out and chilling as the party gets late and folks are getting really toasted, slip over to the chick all smooth-like and fondle her on the down low.
 
Don’t ask how old she is, or who was Consul when
she was born, that’s strictly the Censor’s duty:
Especially if she’s past bloom, and the good times gone,
and now she plucks the odd grey hair.
There’s value, O youth, in this or a greater age:
this will bear seed, this is a field to sow.
Besides, they’ve more knowledge of the thing,
and have that practice that alone makes the artist:
With elegance they repair the marks of time,
and take good care that they don’t appear old.
As you wish, they’ll perform in a thousand positions:
no painting’s ever contrived to show more ways.


Older chicks are kinky as hell, know what they want, and know how to get it without a bunch of romantic bullshit.
 
When Bacchus’s gifts are set before you then,
and you find a girl sharing your couch,
pray to the father of feasts and nocturnal rites
to command the wine to bring your head no harm.

It’s alright here to speak many secret things,
with hidden words she’ll feel were spoken for her alone:
and write sweet nothings in the film of wine,
so your girl can read them herself on the table:

Get your chick good and liquored up. You want her horny, but not barfing in the john, see? And don't get so hammered yourself that you can't get it up.
 
*sneaks in an pours an entire gallon of bubble bath detergent into Ars ol's ol' hot springs and watches the entire thread get covered in soapy goodness*

*throws off clothes and takes a running leap...*


INCOMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!

*and belly flops into the bath getting lost under the bubbles*
 
*sneaks in an pours an entire gallon of bubble bath detergent into Ars ol's ol' hot springs and watches the entire thread get covered in soapy goodness*

*throws off clothes and takes a running leap...*


INCOMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!

*and belly flops into the bath getting lost under the bubbles*

Foam Party!!! *Turns on the ancient roman disco music and gets jiggy under the toga*
 
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