The reason for my rant...
Give me a fucking break!!!
They will sell you a neck massager and relaxer. A back massage cushion for your favorite chair. A foot massager and bubble bath. Why would anyone buy these things, you ask. Well, because when you use them, they make you feel good, right? Leading me to the age old question...Why should the intimate muscles of our bodies be such taboo? It's not like we would use the bubble bath in public. If I am not mistaken, it is a private thing you do completely naked, right? Why? Because it is quite pleasurable. It stimulates your senses. It makes you feel good, doesn't it? So how is selling a product that you would use in private, to stimulate senses that make you feel good suddenly turn ugly? Oh that's right...when it involves anything sexual.
Give me a fucking break!!!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Cumming on your fingers...
My pussy dripped between your probing fingers,
As your cock fucked the depths of my throat.
Saliva covered your balls.
Cum covered your hand.
My moans vibrated against your shaft.
My pussy tightened around your fingers.
Sucking them in as my orgasm exploded.
My pleasure, became yours.
Gagging on your cock.
Cumming on your fingers.
My pussy dripped between your probing fingers,
As your cock fucked the depths of my throat.
Saliva covered your balls.
Cum covered your hand.
My moans vibrated against your shaft.
My pussy tightened around your fingers.
Sucking them in as my orgasm exploded.
My pleasure, became yours.
Gagging on your cock.
Cumming on your fingers.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
I am so horny tonight.
I wanted you so badly.
Now, I must wait.
Wait until morning, to feel your tender touch.
I am still so very horny.
My body still wants.
My needs are still present.
My mind begins to wander,
As do my hands.
I cannot wait to have you snuggled up behind me.
Your hard cock sliding between the wetness you create.
Holding a nipple in each hand.
Your fingers playing me like an instrument.
The thought makes me wet.
I start to touch and feel my nipples
I twist and pull them,
Making the puffy and pink.
I want them tender and slightly sore,
When your fingers find them in the morning.
I want to feel you take control of my cum.
I want you to beg it from me,
With tender whispers in my ear.
I want to give it to you.
I want to bend to your liking.
I want the wetness you have created, positioned to take your cock.
I want you to pleasure yourself,
In the depths of my lust for you.
I want to watch you as you cum.
I want to lick and suck your aching balls,
As spurt after spurt of lust comes pouring from your core.
Then I want you curled up close to me,
Holding me tightly to you.
Caressing my tender nipples.
As our bodies meld together and create one.
And every beat of my heart screams...this is love.
I wanted you so badly.
Now, I must wait.
Wait until morning, to feel your tender touch.
I am still so very horny.
My body still wants.
My needs are still present.
My mind begins to wander,
As do my hands.
I cannot wait to have you snuggled up behind me.
Your hard cock sliding between the wetness you create.
Holding a nipple in each hand.
Your fingers playing me like an instrument.
The thought makes me wet.
I start to touch and feel my nipples
I twist and pull them,
Making the puffy and pink.
I want them tender and slightly sore,
When your fingers find them in the morning.
I want to feel you take control of my cum.
I want you to beg it from me,
With tender whispers in my ear.
I want to give it to you.
I want to bend to your liking.
I want the wetness you have created, positioned to take your cock.
I want you to pleasure yourself,
In the depths of my lust for you.
I want to watch you as you cum.
I want to lick and suck your aching balls,
As spurt after spurt of lust comes pouring from your core.
Then I want you curled up close to me,
Holding me tightly to you.
Caressing my tender nipples.
As our bodies meld together and create one.
And every beat of my heart screams...this is love.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
I read a post the other day about "vanilla" dirty talk.
It got me to thinking about how lucky I am.
My lover and I first had "sex" over the phone.
Many naughty words and thoughts were exchanged.
Enhancing the self inflicted cum.
Making it better!
Many years later,
We still have better sex,
When words and thoughts are exchanged,
Along with the bodily fluids.
I thought I might treat you to a peek into my bedroom last night.....
I opened up the lingerie drawer to find something pretty to greet lover in after his shower. I came across the leopard print bikini top and ragged skirt bottoms of a Halloween outfit I wore last year. It's very hot. Made of soft fur-like material. A "taken little cave girl" scenario began to conjure up in my mind. He exited the shower very pleased. However the cave girl fantasy I had already started playing in my mind was thrown out the window quickly, when the leopard skin print caused him to utter these words....
"Come here little kitty."
"Come get up in my lap"
I crawled up into his lap and nuzzled his neck with kisses as his hand snaked down my body nestling itself on my needy little mound. I opened my legs to him instinctively.
"Good kitty." he whispered into my ear as I purred into his.
"Let me pet the little kitty."
"Oh, that makes kitty happy, doesn't it?"
I lick his neck in appreciation.
"Oh that's nice, kitty,"
"Help me pet the kitty, baby" he whispers,
As he guides my hand down to my needy little pussy.
"That's a good girl, help me pet the kitty."
"Help me make the kitty purr, baby."
He takes my fingers entwined with his and begins to rub circles around my greedy little clit. My hips lunge forward with the need to be filled as my face nuzzles into his neck and I purr.
"Good kitty." he whispers,
As he leaves my fingers circling my clit,
And plunges two of his into my needy, wet cunt.
"Good girl, rub the clit baby."
"Help me make the kitty purr."
"That's good, baby."
"Let's make the kitty purr nice baby."
"Good girl."
"Make it purr for me"
I want to feel it vibrate, baby."
"I want that pussy to squeeze my fingers tight when it purrs."
"Good girl."
"I can feel it baby."
"That little pussy's gonna cum for me isn't it, baby."
My face nuzzles his neck and I nod between whimpers and animal like cries.
I lay spread legged in his lap. His arm cradles me, his fingers on one hand pinch my nipple while his other hand assaults my pussy. He knows my pussy well. He knows when I am going to cum. The closer I get to it, the more he begs me for it.
"Oh baby, there it is."
"There's the cum, baby."
"Good girl."
"Help me get the cum, baby."
"Good girl, pet the kitty with me."
"Help me make it purr."
The dirty words throw me over the edge,
It got me to thinking about how lucky I am.
My lover and I first had "sex" over the phone.
Many naughty words and thoughts were exchanged.
Enhancing the self inflicted cum.
Making it better!
Many years later,
We still have better sex,
When words and thoughts are exchanged,
Along with the bodily fluids.
I thought I might treat you to a peek into my bedroom last night.....
I opened up the lingerie drawer to find something pretty to greet lover in after his shower. I came across the leopard print bikini top and ragged skirt bottoms of a Halloween outfit I wore last year. It's very hot. Made of soft fur-like material. A "taken little cave girl" scenario began to conjure up in my mind. He exited the shower very pleased. However the cave girl fantasy I had already started playing in my mind was thrown out the window quickly, when the leopard skin print caused him to utter these words....
"Come here little kitty."
"Come get up in my lap"
I crawled up into his lap and nuzzled his neck with kisses as his hand snaked down my body nestling itself on my needy little mound. I opened my legs to him instinctively.
"Good kitty." he whispered into my ear as I purred into his.
"Let me pet the little kitty."
"Oh, that makes kitty happy, doesn't it?"
I lick his neck in appreciation.
"Oh that's nice, kitty,"
"Help me pet the kitty, baby" he whispers,
As he guides my hand down to my needy little pussy.
"That's a good girl, help me pet the kitty."
"Help me make the kitty purr, baby."
He takes my fingers entwined with his and begins to rub circles around my greedy little clit. My hips lunge forward with the need to be filled as my face nuzzles into his neck and I purr.
"Good kitty." he whispers,
As he leaves my fingers circling my clit,
And plunges two of his into my needy, wet cunt.
"Good girl, rub the clit baby."
"Help me make the kitty purr."
"That's good, baby."
"Let's make the kitty purr nice baby."
"Good girl."
"Make it purr for me"
I want to feel it vibrate, baby."
"I want that pussy to squeeze my fingers tight when it purrs."
"Good girl."
"I can feel it baby."
"That little pussy's gonna cum for me isn't it, baby."
My face nuzzles his neck and I nod between whimpers and animal like cries.
I lay spread legged in his lap. His arm cradles me, his fingers on one hand pinch my nipple while his other hand assaults my pussy. He knows my pussy well. He knows when I am going to cum. The closer I get to it, the more he begs me for it.
"Oh baby, there it is."
"There's the cum, baby."
"Good girl."
"Help me get the cum, baby."
"Good girl, pet the kitty with me."
"Help me make it purr."
The dirty words throw me over the edge,
Into the bliss of orgasm and I cum all over his fingers.
Cradled in his lap.
Purring into his neck.
"Good kitty." he whispers to me.
Cradled in his lap.
Purring into his neck.
"Good kitty." he whispers to me.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Was it a knock I heard,
Or was it part of the fantasy?
The dream sucked me in,
As I bowed to suck his cock.
Tasting the flavor of him.
Relishing in the naughtiness of it all.
Swallowing every sinful inch.
Gagging on the desire.
Taking what I wanted.
Using him for my pleasure.
As I pleasured him with my pussy.
Leaking the liquids of my lust,
All over his balls.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
I found this very interesting...
10 Quirky Facts About Kissing
Posted: 2008-06-19 13:20:45
By Laura SchaeferCourtesy of Match.com's Happen magazine
Think you know a thing or two about kissing? You probably do. But the facts below are so off the beaten path, we'll bet you don't know them all -- and they could come in handy. Not only could they provide some steamy "Did you know...?" chit chat, but they'll help you see all the benefits a satisfying lip lock can bring into your life. Happy smooching!
1. Two out of every three couples turn their heads to the right when they kiss.
2. A simple peck uses two muscles; a passionate kiss, on the other hand, uses all 34 muscles in your face. Now that's a rigorous workout!
3. Like fingerprints or snowflakes, no two lip impressions are alike.
4. Kissing is good for what ails you. Research shows that the act of smooching improves our skin, helps circulation, prevents tooth decay, and can even relieve headaches.
4. Kissing is good for what ails you. Research shows that the act of smooching improves our skin, helps circulation, prevents tooth decay, and can even relieve headaches.
5. The average person spends 336 hours of his or her life kissing.
6. Ever wonder how an "X" came to represent a kiss? Starting in the Middle Ages, people who could not read used an X as a signature. They would kiss this mark as a sign of sincerity. Eventually, the X came to represent the kiss itself.
7. Talk about a rush! Kissing releases the same neurotransmitters in our brains as parachuting, bungee jumping, and running.
8. The average woman kisses 29 men before she gets married.
9. Men who kiss their partners before leaving for work average higher incomes than those who don't.
10. The longest kiss in movie history was between Jane Wyman and Regis Tommey in the 1941 film, You're in the Army Now. It lasted 3 minutes and 5 seconds. So if you've beaten that record, it's time to celebrate!
Article found here.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Aaaah...nipples.
The moisture, evident on my panties,
As I lay cradled in your lap.
Naughty fingers work their way below the elastic.
My legs spread in invitation.
A sigh escapes my lips.
My clit grazed ever so lightly, stands erect.
Begging.
Your mouth finds my nipples.
First one, than the other.
Sucked, nibbled and bitten.
I squirm with delight.
Your hand cups my moist pussy.
Holding your treasure.
Your other hand grasps onto my nipple.
Tightly squeezing it between two fingers.
Twisting, pinching, tugging.
Your mouth feeding on my other bud.
Sucking and biting,
Listening to my moans.
As my body writhes,
And fills your waiting hand,
With hot, liquid desire.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
My latest fantasy...
I want to be a naughty little tart.
I want a longer version
Of a one night stand.
A want a naughty weekend.
I want to be in pig tails,
When he meets me at the bar.
I want to be seventeen.
I want him to like me.
I want him to buy me drinks,
And when I am good and drunk,
I want him to take me home with him.
I want him to have his way with me.
I want to be a teenage whore.
A naughty little girl, rebelling against daddy.
Taken captive, by an older man.
Who will make her cum,
Over and over, in every way imaginable.
Doing the naughtiest of things.
With a stranger,
For an entire weekend.
I want him to fuck me.
Morning noon and night.
I want him to fuck me,
With my own dildo,
As I cook his breakfast at the stove.
I want to be told to suck his cock as he eats.
I want to be told what a good little girl I am,
When I paralyze him with pleasure.
I want to be rewarded with orgasms.
I want to be a seventeen year old whore,
For an entire weekend.
With a sexy stranger,
Who wants only one thing...
The pleasure that dwells within my core.
I want to be a naughty little tart.
I want a longer version
Of a one night stand.
A want a naughty weekend.
I want to be in pig tails,
When he meets me at the bar.
I want to be seventeen.
I want him to like me.
I want him to buy me drinks,
And when I am good and drunk,
I want him to take me home with him.
I want him to have his way with me.
I want to be a teenage whore.
A naughty little girl, rebelling against daddy.
Taken captive, by an older man.
Who will make her cum,
Over and over, in every way imaginable.
Doing the naughtiest of things.
With a stranger,
For an entire weekend.
I want him to fuck me.
Morning noon and night.
I want him to fuck me,
With my own dildo,
As I cook his breakfast at the stove.
I want to be told to suck his cock as he eats.
I want to be told what a good little girl I am,
When I paralyze him with pleasure.
I want to be rewarded with orgasms.
I want to be a seventeen year old whore,
For an entire weekend.
With a sexy stranger,
Who wants only one thing...
The pleasure that dwells within my core.
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