Dear Santa

I have been a very good girl. I would love to have one of these. I would love it forever. Please?

Quote of the day

Don't cum in my ass, okay?

Oh god. I already did... why?

Cuz my girlfriend said it would be like a cum enema.

((laughter ensues while he's still inside... of my ass))

Girl(s) Interrupted

As much as I enjoy the furry man-ness of my LMF, the allure of feeling the soft supple skin of another woman is so tantalizing. I dream of touching another woman's breasts, kissing her delicate skin, pressing my body to hers, entwining my legs with hers, exploring her body completely.

I dreamt of having sex with my best friend two nights ago. She was wearing a strap on and was fucking me but with every thrust, as the dildo filled me, her pussy also met my own. Our two sets of lips meeting each other, melding, fusing, melting into one another. Grinding against her in my dream, I came over and over.

The sexiness of the dream was interrupted by her jack-off of a husband entering the scene and flipping out on the two goddesses that were making love in his bed. It would have been so much better if he'd only sat by the bed watching, or maybe gently caressing us both as we had our way with one another. But even in my dreams he had to have it exactly his way. And that meant no more hanky panky for us.

In my dream at least...

A Post Script added by my best friend I dreamt about ---

mhhhh nice beginning, no a good end...let see if i can add a nice ending to that for you...

As our lips meet, Rapunzel squirts her juices on my lips and yells my name in ecstasy. I take off the strap on and kneel down between her legs to lick and suck at her juicy lips. Well, Rapunzel is no one way lover and turns herself so we can please each other.....after we are both very wet and have made a mess of the bed, we smile and each other, finish drinking our wine and feeding each other chocolate.....

now that's a fucking dream!!! every pun intended....

Love you & miss you every day!

Something about ....

Anticipation

I lay prone, my ass up, his arm wrapped around one of my shoulders, the other hand tangled in my hair. He glides into me. Stroke after stoke. My juices spilling out of me, down my thighs, everywhere.

He slowly pulls out and I feel him thrusting his cock between my ass cheeks. I am so wet that from almost waist to knee we both are covered in my sweet nectar. Effortlessly he moves between my cheeks. I arch my ass upwards to meet him. He knows what I want to explore. He's teasing me.

Every time I think he is going to enter my ass, he slips down and drives himself forcefully into my pussy. Every time my orgasm begins to build, he withdraws from me and starts fucking my ass without ever being in my asshole.

Again and again he teases me.

And I love every moment of it.

Down Sparky... be quiet and listen.

Inevitable?

Before the bottle of wine even arrived, she leans across the table and says, "So you're bi..."

"...curious, yes", I reply.

She looks at me. I return her gaze. She looks to my LMF. He gives her a nonchalont shrug. She resumes looking at me. Dear god... is she hitting on me?

"You are totally bi, sweetie", she pronounces.

I laugh, she laughs, my LMF's baritone roar answers the silence that was filling the table.

She is a friend of my LMF. I wonder if he had talked to her about my curiosity. I wonder if she asked me because we (LMF and I were) discussing the adorable hostess. Tiny, petite, dark curly hair and wonderfully large breasts on her small frame. But to be pegged by someone within 5 minutes of meeting them... What does that mean?

Burlesque 101

I can't wait. I signed up for the class along with a lovely lady friend of mine. Not until next month but I can't wait! Now all I have to do is come up with a fabulous stage name... ???

The first night

My head is spinning.

A loud bar is somewhere behind us now ignored.

Pumpkin ale (yummy, yummy, newly discovered pumpkin ale ) has been consumed and the glasses sit unattended.

Televisions everywhere, tuned to random sporting events but nothing is being watched.

Music blaring and not a note is being heard.

All of it evaporated into nothingness as the focus is centered on this man I am kissing.

There is electricity in the air as our lips brush together for the first time. A hint of his tongue on my lips. Ever so slowly at first. Exploring the plushness of each others lips. Tongues timidly darting into each others mouths. Probing, tasting, exploring. Building until it is a frenzy of lips and tongues moving together. His hands reach up to the back of my neck, pulling me in for a deeper and slower kiss. I hold onto his arm as he pulls me in. He kisses my lips, centering on my lower lip as he pulls it into his mouth. He forcefully but gently bites it. Teasing me, testing my limits. He slowly drags his teeth across my lips.

I moan into his mouth as the warmth spreads between my legs.

A dildo with special features

We are laying in bed, entwined in each other but fully clothed.

"But I'm still horny," I tell my LMF. We'd already had sex twice in the past 4 hours.

"Well, I am feeling supper lazy but you could use me as your personal dildo... with Kung Fu action," he replies.

I leave the bedroom to pee and consider the offer. It'll be a week before we are together again. Why not? I don't mind doing all the work.

I back to him and look at him. Take him in with my eyes. He's laying on the bed, with his arms behind his head. There is music on now. And a look in his eye, as if he is judging my desire, questioning my need to be fucked. He knew I wanted it but wasn't going to do one thing. Not one single thing. He was willing to be the dildo, nothing more.

Without a word, I shed every piece of clothing. His eyes never leave me. I knelt between his legs and reached for his belt. I feel him hard already within his jeans. OFF come his pants, boxers and socks in one fluid movement. I grabbed his cock and licked it from base to tip, slowly and softly. He lifted his head to watch me as I took his cock deeper into my mouth. (I love this. To have him watch me as I suck his dick.) But I didn't spend much time there... Remember I wanted to fuck. I wanted to feel him buried inside of me, I wanted to get my rocks off.

As I straddle him, I asked, "So you really aren't going to do a thing... are you?"

He smiled his Cheshire cat grin and replied, "Nope".

I am usually super wet in anticipation by the time my LMF is ready to enter me. Ther is always a lot of precursory action - kissing , fondling, kissing, licking, sucking, biting, stroking and teasing... this time, not so much.

As I guided him to me, I realized that he wasn't going ot slide into me in a single stroke. Nope. Not going to happen. A quarter inch at a time was all that was going to work. Slowly. Lowering and raising myself onto him. Bouncing gingerly on his cock until just the head of his cock was in me. My hands were on his chest as I continue to ease him wholly inside of me. It was lascivious. With every stroke, I fully raised up. Taking advantage of every sensation. Feeling him reach deeper inside of me with every bounce. Bit by bit until he was buried to the hilt inside of my now very wet pussy.

He never moved more than to raise his hips up to meet me. I rocked, I thrust, I ground into him, I gyrated and rolled my hips.

I

FUCKED

HIM

He gasped, "I'm going to cum".

I stopped. COLD.

"Not yet. I'm not ready for this to be over. I want more"

I waited a bit and started off slowly again, concentrating on the building orgasm within me. Rocking my hips back and forth, grinding on his cock. Mashing my clit against him. I could feel this orgasm building with such force. I was so close but there was something that was holding it back.

WTF?

It wasn't long until he growled, "I'm going to CUM NOW!"

I beg to him, "Grab my ass'.

And in and instant his hands flew to my ass, firmly digging into my backside, kneading my cheeks, grinding me into him, more deeply, more forcefully, more completely. He exploded inside of he as the wave of my own orgasm almost immediately washed over me.



As we layed there, I feel him pulsing inside of me. A heartbeat almost. He was flexing his cock inside of me. I asked him "What are you doing??" as I squeeze him back.

He grins at me and says, "But didn't you order a dildo with Kung Fu action?". We both giggle at this as we continue to throb and squeeze each other in post coital after glow.

Next time I order a human dildo, I'll make sure it has the ass grabbing feature standard as well as the Kung Fu action.

While he watches me

From a distance I catch his intent stare.

My breath catches in my throat. My heart once again races.

With his gaze, I can feel myself start to flush. Heated only by the anticipation of what could be.

I yearn to feel his strong body against my supple flesh.

To yeild to him fully.

Something to find out

When he came inside of me all I could do was wonder what he tasted like. What it would be like if instead he was cumming in my mouth.

I haven't allowed a man to cum in my mouth in years. Granted, Schmuck-a-do is who I am talking about and his spunk tasted like bleach-y dirt. I'll pass, thankyouverymuch.

I've only swallowed once and that was a total surprise since I had no clue the boy was any where near cumming. It wasn't that bad but still had to spit all the remnants I could out as to prove I wasn't "that kind of girl".

Note to self: blow him until he cums... in my mouth. Swallow it. Enjoy it. And then kiss him on the mouth, deeply.

And who are YOU?

One of my favorite lines from Disney's Alice In Wonderland. The Caterpillar sitting atop his magnificent toadstool, looking down at Alice while drawing off his hookah. The smoke letters pointedly aimed directly at her, questioning her very existence.

It seems only fair as I venture into the online form of my life long journaling, that I answer this question myself.

I'm an almost 30 year old woman, very Rapunzel-esque. I've been put away in my tower that was built by a marriage and my life as a stay at home mom, with little else. Little for me as a person, woman or sexual being. I was too busy cleaning up after the ex or wiping one of the cubs' snotty nose.

Finally I've "let down my hair". After almost dozen years of being married, I built up the nerve and admitted that I was not longer able to live so unhappily with in a marriage that was dead.

Now I am figuring put my life PS (Post Schmuckado) with my troupe of MCs (Man Cubs), enjoying time here and there with my LMF (Lovely Man Friend - a friend with many benefits in and out of the bedroom) and learning what in this world will make my life my own.

This blog will mainly center around my sex life and discovery there of.

Having been vanilla thus far I am discovering a whole new world that I want to take by storm. I am just beginning to explore the fact sex can (and damn well should be!) more than "Insert Tab A into Slot B and thrust as required".

Exploring the Kama Sutra, public sex, strap ons, vibrators, learning to squirt, anal, sensory deprivation, Shibari, tradition bondage (on the lighter side), liquid latex, finding "FUCK ME" shoes that don't FUCKING kill my feet!!, burlesque and strip tease, being more assertive/confident in bed, rougher sex, gender bending, cross dressing (me as a man with all the fem trimmings), bisexuality, swinging, and BDSM come to mind... and there is a whole lot more that I am sure I will add (and explore, hopefully) as time goes on.