Bunny's Blog

It's been too long

2011-11-22T17:54:00.000-05:00

I ache for the taste of warm flesh, slightly sweet on my lips. Touch escapes me, and my hips beg for the grip of firm hands. Imagining the tone of gutteral groans in my ear makes my body tense. These things, I crave. Even the random man walking on the street gets my lingering gaze as I imagine his cock inside of me. Unsated desires further boil my blood and I envy the virgin, not knowing and therefore not needing.

Breakfast

2010-07-18T21:27:00.002-04:00

so tough to concentrate on eating breakfast this morning. when i got to the restaurant, the counter was empty. when my plate arrived, so did 6 hot, young British guys, each one uniquely gorgeous and fuckable. out to eat after a night of partying, they chatted me up asking about eggs over easy, french toast (whats the syrup for) and where to party (venice, hollywood). made my fucking day just to get all of their attention at once. so young and innocent, so out to have a good time, so willing to listen. all i could think about was having them all at once, like my ham & eggs. i wanted to be in the middle of them, in a naked circle, each one stroking his cock while i watch, getting more and more turned on. i go for the blonde one first, his cock slightly curved to the left. the tough looking one comes over and pushes his way in. i take him into my mouth and....well, hello there bunny lebowski, its nice to see you, its been a long time... :-)

If only I could make this at my day job...

2008-04-04T01:32:00.002-04:00

Pow

Happy Easter

2008-03-23T14:08:00.001-04:00

Domme poem

2007-12-16T14:11:00.000-05:00

I don’t care about you. don’t you see,

You really should forget about falling in love with me.

I won’t even remember your name by next week,

I will barely remember it after I reach my peak.

Youre just another cock to fill my desire,

Another attempt at quelling that fire.

That’s all you are, you had better get used to it,

Now get down there, suck my clit!

Another part I

2007-12-16T11:00:00.000-05:00

Its 11:00 at night. Im driving into Boston, going over the Tobin. God, I love this view of the city. I spy the customs house and a smile creeps across my face. Different areas of this city remind me of some very naughty times and the memories are absolutely priceless.

I make my way through the narrow and decliningly busy streets to the tall Back Bay building. Parking is a bitch but I managed to luck out as your neighbor was leaving for what looked to be a very hot date. Her dress was innocent enough but the stockings, shoes and look in her eye hinted at hopes for carnal delights.

I climb the seven flights of stairs, slowly, taking in the sounds and smells of each floor. Laughter, lonleiness, smoke, and pride fill the corridor and character the walls. Upon reaching your door, I see that you have left it cracked open for me. I walk in and find you, still in your work clothes (that tie is adorable) sitting in your chair and watching the news, having a martini.

"Change it to SportsCenter, I want to see what's new with the Sox", I declare.
"I will, but only if you get on your knees right here in front of me"
"Dream on", I reply flippantly.

Scale

2007-12-16T10:55:00.000-05:00

Makes sense to me, what do you think?

Scratching an itch - (Part I of ?)

2007-12-16T10:53:00.000-05:00

I had been experiencing nice, convential, loving sex for a good period of time. Granted, it was good sex...it was great sex. It quite literally blew my mind in the spiritual and soul senses.

But, you know me, I had a need, an itch, a deep desire to be physically ravaged. I had to be taken, be fucked and afterwards held without regard. No pedestal for me please, I ached to be quaffed and rid myself of this ever growing hunger.

I thought about the stable, the boys of my past and present; anyone that could take care of me in this way was just purely geographically unavailable. And so, for the first time in several months, I wandered into the digital realm.

Craigslisting and getting exactly what you want is part art, part luck. The art requires an understanding not only of sexuality, but of psychology and sociology as well. I could tell you what I did and how, but the outcome is that not only did I get exactly what I was looking for, I got more.

We met at 2 for coffee. He was everything he said he was, though from the email exhange, I wasnt worried. He was open and confident and didnt back down; he was inquisitive and engaging but not pushy; he was natural and made eye contact, freely showing off his interest and picking up on mine. He was sexy, everything I wanted and it was driving me wild.

After some short, easy chat he invited me home with him. While I followed behind his car, trying to look cool, I anticipated the fun that was to be had.

Immediately upon entering his apartment, I met his impressively well behaved dog. Soon I was to discover that he could tame woman, as well as beast. He made me comfortable with chat and we shared a bone while getting to know each other a bit more.

"Would you like to go upstairs?" was quickly followed by the two of us climbing up to the spare bedroom/workout room. I spyed the workout bench first and was wondering just how kinky he was but then as we entered the room, I saw the bed. He threw me down on it, coming at me as to kiss me but instead pushing my shoulders and throwing my back down onto the mattress - I was stunned. I looked up at him and he just smiled and began to loosen his tie...

wild man

2007-12-16T10:47:00.000-05:00

It must be the breathtakingly beautiful and soulfully inspiring surrounding nature that reminded me of you. The wild danger and thrill of discovery parallel my feelings when with you. Your raw masculinity captivates me much like the wilderness. A wolf howls and I hear you calling my name. I cant shake your memory any easier than I can forget the image of stars seen from the desert.
Its such a shame that we live in cities, real and metaphoric.

Ok so its been a while.

2007-12-15T16:05:00.001-05:00

I know its been a long time since I have devoted any energy to my blog. I think I totally killed the readership of 10 that I had. But...fuck it, it was always for me only anyways. This was a space for me to express my inner narcissistic slut. Shes still there, oh trust me, but Ive re-started the old career and its taking off brilliantly. Ive also become a caretaker for a close family member - that has proved to be both a challenging and life-enriching experience.

Adventure goes on though and I do still manage to keep a few studs in the stable at all times. Hopefully I will get the chance to update more regularly as I get more time and energy to myself. Right now I need to go work on Christmas cards.

Subconscious desires

2007-12-15T16:01:00.000-05:00

Ive had several wet dreams about this man, just look at those hairy forearms.

Erotic Personality Test

2007-08-26T11:30:00.000-04:00

I took Sage Vivant's Erotic Personality Quiz and discovered I'm a Student!

What is your Erotic Personality? Find out now..

Sapiosexual

2007-07-19T13:46:00.000-04:00

Today's Urban Word of the Day from www.urbandictionary.com is sapiosexual. I had never heard of it until I got this in my email but boy does it describe me. Big brains are soooo hot. :-)

Sapiosexual

One who finds intelligence the most sexually attractive feature.

"I want an incisive, inquisitive, insightful, irreverent mind. I want someone for whom philosophical discussion is foreplay. I want someone who sometimes makes me go ouch due to their wit and evil sense of humor. I want someone that I can reach out and touch randomly. I want someone I can cuddle with.

I decided all that means that I am sapiosexual."

The contest (a memory from Mr. Yikes)

2007-07-12T01:04:00.000-04:00

What a strange but fun contest - you're lying on your side, I'm lying behind you, I'm taken back by your beautiful bottom, still a bit pink from the spanking I gave you, and I'm also able to put my hands on you, on your curvy hip, around onto your breast, your erect nipple, putting a finger in your mouth, moving down your tummy, trying to access your clit, and my cock is slipping in and out of your pussy, and I'm trying to hold back, trying to hold off the inevitable, trying to keep this fuck going forever, while you fight against me, squeezing my dick with your pussy, moving your ass all around, doing your best to make me cum. We're at cross purposes, fighting each other, but creating something really special and long lasting - to the extent that I couldn't hold out as long as I would have liked before cumming, I keep that memory with me and it keeps giving me pleasure - so I win.

Turning tables

2007-07-07T17:11:00.000-04:00

Right now I'm thinking about restraining you....tying your wrists to the headboard, no blindfold though. I would start massaging your calves, dragging my fingertips through your tender flesh, stroking up and down. Then I'd drip some oil onto the tops of your feet. With the balls of your feet in my palms, I'd run down from your arch all the way around your foot. you're relaxing nicely for me now and I continue to take your body into my hands, slowly working up your thighs where I begin to kiss all over, from your hips to all the way deep inside where my tongue meets your balls. I hear you moan as I cup one with my tongue take it inside of my mouth. I slowly suck on it as I look up at you. Maintaining eye contact, run the tip of my tongue up the center of your scrotum and press it against the base of your cock. You’re so nice and hard for me now. I spread your legs open, my thumbs cupping your ass. The smell of you is intoxicating and I take your throbbing cock into my mouth, deeply, all the way down into my throat. I pull my head up and suck at the tip, running my tongue all over the base of the head. Sucking you down again, you moan for me which only makes me want more. as I make love to your rod with my mouth, I run my hands down your thighs and back up, first to your hips, then waist, sides and stopping to stroke your gorgeous chest. Taking your member deep in again, I begin to play with your nipples. My pussy is soaking with anticipation, imaging your cock inside of me as I suck it, only stopping to rub it all over with my tongue. You don't know how much I enjoy this. When I can no longer take it, I come up to untie your hands and kiss you passionately. You push your tongue into my mouth and I suck at it intensely. Holding your head in my hands, I suck at your earlobe and kiss your neck. The taste of your sweat overwhelms me with desire and I grab your cock into my hands. Sliding up further on top of you, I rub you against my clit. My pussy twitches with anticipation of your big dick inside of me. I slide onto your cock and take you inside of me. My pussy is warm and pulls you inwards as I push my hips down. You’re deep inside of me now, quelling an ache that's been there too long. As we thrust together, I reach down and rub my clit. My tits bounce up and down as I ride you and you reach out to suck at my nipples. This drives me over the edge and I quake with a flood of orgasm. You don't miss a beat though, fucking me through it continually, pushing me to a higher plane. I'm going to cum again soon, harder, shuddering all over your cock. As this happens, you grunt fiercely and pull down on my hips, shooting your load deep inside of me.

Happy 4th.

2007-07-03T20:07:00.000-04:00

As I essentially have killed this blog by a lack of posting, and killed my sex life by a lack of fucking, I thought this picture was appropriate for the holiday.

Hopes to revamp exist but reality is pretty crushing, isn't it?

For more bunny suicides click here.

I'd buy it

2007-06-22T20:17:00.000-04:00

Sex blogger comic.

2007-05-04T17:57:00.000-04:00

From Mark Stivers

Well......yes! I actually find that guys that know about the blog really want me to write about it. Talk about pressure.

Shotgun Sally

2007-05-03T19:18:00.000-04:00

I'm not a violent girl, I'm really not. Although I could always take care of myself, I always preferred to talk my way out of situations than to use my physical capabilities. I even talked my way out of an armed robbery once. I dont recommend the mindfuck that comes with PTSD through violence,, unless youre a real deviant. In that case, call me. ;-)

So, every liberal has an issue they are right wing about. Mine is gun control. See Penn and Teller's "Bullshit" episode on the second amendment here (28 mins) to be convinced. In order to maintain a free society, it is necessary for the citizens to have the capacity to take control of their government when it no longer represents their best interests.

Anyhow, this current locale, its urbanization gone wrong through total naivete. This once-rural setting has grown to the point where crime is uncontrollable and you are forced to take care of your own, on your own. The police department is completely incapable, the city government is totally corrupt and inept, and the only laws strictly enforced are code violations. Its got me going gangster up in the mutha fucka.

So...I thought that I'd share some artwork featuring my newest "toy". Hope you enjoy.

Life. Fire. Quote.

2007-04-30T12:54:00.000-04:00

"I only believe in fire. Life. Fire. Being myself on fire I set others
on fire. Never death. Fire and life.
Les Jeux ."

- Anais Nin, "The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol 7", 1980

Cyber sexual frustration.

2007-04-29T04:10:00.000-04:00

You bore me AFF,
you bore me Craigslist,
you bore me with your nameless, faceless cock pictures,
(those alone will never turn me on)
you bore me with your stupid screen names like thckcock4u and pu$$ylicker300,
you bore me with your misspellings and lack of personality,
You
all
fucking
bore
me.

Happy April 20th

2007-04-20T13:50:00.001-04:00

Some people actually thought this pic was me. Go figure. We'd need a lot more leaves for something like that. ;-)

long since

2007-04-18T22:45:00.000-04:00

When you stood behind me and cupped my ass and pussy in the palm of your hand, me standing there in your kimono, watching the nastiest but horniest porn, high, aroused, feeling your breath on your neck, giving into the carnal urges that had been tugging at me all night, wanting you urgently inside of me fucking me hungrily, I was long since putty in your hand.

From the west...

2007-04-18T22:30:00.000-04:00

Sliding up next to you in bed, I pull my body up onto yours. You look pleased with yourself, and you should after such a sweet and wonderful session.

I spy your underarm and that nice piece of flesh that sticks out and I set my lips upon it, like it were the rim of a bowl. Your skin is musky and you twinge at the gentlest touch of my tongue, deep in your pit. Your reactions encourge as I lay favonian kisses all upon your arm. You shudder and sigh, accepting my passion, letting go and becoming mine.

Genital Power

2007-04-18T22:21:00.000-04:00

My life has left me little room for sexual adventures and escapades lately. I havent had anything in weeks apart from some beautiful phone sex yesterday that left me sweaty and shaking. But, Im not complaining. Im happy doing what Im doing right now and the future looks promisingly delightful as I set to head to out travelling with the best friend.

With hopes of keeping you entertained at completely uncertain intervals, I offer the following gem: Vagina Power vs Penis Power.

Be well.
Fuck often.

Fiction: One girl's first time

2007-03-24T09:42:00.000-04:00

I remember my first sexual experience like it was just yesterday. We were 14 and had gone down to the quarry swimming hole after school to cool off. We had been doing this since our Mamas would let us out of their sight for more than ten minutes.

It was hotter than a witch’s tit that day and my jeans stuck to me as I worked impatiently at peeling them off. When I got down to my bra and panties, I yelled “Geronimo!”, jumping from the highest rock into the water below. Jake and Donny were already in the water, watching me as I came splashing down. The instantaneous release from the days heat seemed to take away all of the worlds problems with it.

Glancing down into the clear water, I noticed something different. These boys were as nude as the day they were born. I hadn’t ever seen a real life penis and this intrigued me. They must have noticed that I was looking because I saw Donny smiling at me in a weird way. Either that or he saw Jake coming up behind me.

Jake jumped up and pushed my head down into the water as I grabbed a big gulp of air. We did this a lot and I knew that if I relaxed, it would be over soon. I turned in the water to see him, bent on retaliation and noticed that his member was large and stiff. Something in my stomach fluttered and I forgot all about getting him back.

Coming up for air, Jake planted a big kiss on my lips and that stomach flutter made my knees weak. I was paralyzed by the feelings that came over my body. This ain’t never happened before, I thought to myself, but I sure as hell like it. I pressed my soft flesh up against Jake’s tan and toned body as he moved us up closer to the shore.

Donny swam over and pushed his body up behind me as Jake began to paw at my breasts. I could feel Donny’s cock up against my back, one hand on my waist, the other gathering my long hair into a ponytail. Jake yanked my bra off and I swear he acted like that was the first pair of tits he ever met up with. He clumsily fondled them as the nipples grew harder, reacting to the cold water.

I could feel the water getting warmer between my legs as Donny reached around and began to tug at my panties and stroke my pussy. Normally I would have tried to fight them off, but I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations as these boys grabbed at me everywhere.

Donny pushed down on my shoulders so that I was squatting in the water, my head at Jakes crotch. “Suck it” was all he said as Jake held his cock up to my lips. The skin was warm and it had a large mushroom head. When I pressed it all the way into my mouth, Jake let out a soft sigh and smiled at Donny.

Donny grabbed me by the shoulders again and turned me so that his cock was now in my face. Although it wasn’t as thick, his cock was much longer than Jake’s. Donny didn’t make any noise as I began to suck him; he just bucked his hips back and forth, causing the water to slosh around his thighs. I could see Jake out of the corner of my eye, stroking his cock and watching me and Donny intently.

“I think we should fuck her”, Jake said.
“Mmmm yeah, I want to fuck her real bad”, Donny responded.

Pulling Donny’s cock out of my mouth, I chimed up, “don’t I get a say in this?”
“Don’t you want to?”, Donny asks.
I just smiled and stood up.
“Come on Annie, it will be fun. Like that time we played around in the hay barn”, said Jake.
I replied, “Mmmm, I don’t know, two boys at once, and it being my first time – seems sort of wild”.
“Girl, you aint fooling no one, youre as wild as they come”, said Donny.
I couldn’t wipe the huge smile off of my face, nor the pure lust I could feel deep down inside. I wanted to see what one of those tools felt like inside of me.

“Well, we better get out of this water then, someone might run up on us.”, I said. Walking over to the shore, I couldn’t hide the huge grin on my face. The boys stared at me as I bent down to pull off my panties and hung them to dry on a tree branch. They looked funny standing there, their pricks hard and sticking out, wagging in the air like a puppy’s tail.

I sat down on a nice patch of grass and leaned back, propping myself with my elbows. The boys lay on either side of me and began groping and touching my tits and pussy. They weren’t soft and sensual about it, it felt more like I was being examined.

“No, like this, pet it”, I slide Jake’s hand between my legs, pulling up and pushing back. I began to tingle hard as Donny took a nipple in his mouth, sucking like mad. “And you, kiss all over, suck a little, licks are good too”, I told him.

I was growing more and more eager at the thought of trying this for the first time. Sure, Id seen bulls take their cows and knew how tab a fits into slot b but I had no idea how it all felt. Right now, it felt like I could just burst with excitement.

“So, who gets to go first?”, I asked.
“Go ahead”, Donny says to Jake, “You take her first”.
Jake slid in between my legs and on top of me. I watched him as he slid himself inside of me. I wasn’t prepared for how painful this was going to be. Slowly, he got a little bit of it in and then all at once, he pressed completely inside of me.

The feeling was more pain than pleasure but the pleasure was enough to keep me going. Jake began thrusting into me, back and forth a little at first. Then let out a deep groan and began sliding in and out at his full length. It was sliding on a banister, riding my horse and playing footsies all at once. The look in Jake’s eyes was pure concentration. At once, he stopped all motion, seized up and sighed deeply.

As Donny lay next to us, watching and stroking himself, the look in his eyes was much different. He didn’t look mean or angry, but he had intent and was focused. Jake slid off of me and down onto the grass. He looked drunk.

Immediately, Donny got up and pulled me up with him. “Over here”, he said, “Bend over and lean against the tree”. I silently wondered if this would feel any different. A deep gasp escaped my lungs as he pushed his cock into me. It felt like he was pushing against my stomach, deep inside of me. A gigantic shiver took over me after just a couple of thrusts and I felt the most amazing rush of energy, from deep inside of me, eminating outwards in all directions. “Damn Annie, you got a torque wrench up there or what?”, Donny asked. Truth was, I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but I felt like doing this for ever. He and me and Jake.

Donny also tensed up like Jake had earlier and moaned loud enough that my older sister found us much sooner than I would have liked.
“Have ya’ll been swimming all afternoon? Naked as jaybirds even. Come on Annie, Mama’s staring to get worried. Dinner is on the table and Daddy wants to talk to you.”

I looked back at them both as I left, gathering their clothes quietly. It was going to be a great summer.

Soup is good food

2007-03-15T16:30:00.001-04:00

I must apologize, readers, for the lack of content lately. You know the story...life is busy, life is full. While recently shopping in the Carribean foods section of my local supermarket, I came across the following delicious item:

Since it was just sooo perfect, I mailed it off to Gracie. You know...for emergency cravings.

Retro bod

2007-02-15T09:50:00.000-05:00

Im digging these 70's bodies. This beauty comes from an old Speed Stick advertisement; his chest hair is fan-fucking-tastic! If I saw this coming out of my bathroom, you can bet that the next stop is the bathroom floor. Grrrrr!

Happy "V" Day.

2007-02-13T20:05:00.000-05:00

Happy Valentines Day, ya'll. I hope that you get what you are lusting after. My gift to you is a bit of art. If it inspires at all, drop me a comment.

The scent of a man

2007-02-12T08:13:00.000-05:00

Apparently, researchers at the University of California at Berkeley did a study to test the influence of androstadienone, a chemical found in male sweat, on women's cortisol levels. Cortisol levels in the women who smelled androstadienone shot up within roughly 15 minutes and stayed elevated for up to an hour. The women also reported improved mood, higher sexual arousal, and had increased blood pressure, heart rate and breathing. The study, published this week in the Journal of Neuroscience, represents the first direct evidence that people secrete a scent that influences the hormones of the opposite sex. (Full story)

If we see evidence of pheromones influencing behaviour in other animals, why are we surprised that it happens in nature. As a civilization, we sure spend a lot of time rejecting the idea that we are, essentially and naturally, animals. However, the evidence abounds. Detach yourself and go to a singles bar, you'll see it.

Confession: I love sleeping with the used, sweaty t-shirts from my men.

Barechested Sean

2007-02-11T16:16:00.000-05:00

To add to the retro sexy men photos from before....one of my close, personal favourites:

Free Porn!?!

2007-01-29T14:28:00.000-05:00

Ok guys and gals of the porn-watching persuasion, if youre into free, amateur porn check out yuvutu. I recently found some pretty good stuff by checking out the "Hottest" tab, including these bodacious ta-tas, this amazing doggie style, and this self-proclaimed, king of sex.

Bon Appetit!

Discovered old writing

2007-01-25T16:19:00.000-05:00

I found this recently, its about a year and a half old. It sorta sucks but hey, you dont have to read it. ;-)

I had a friend come over last night. This was the first time that we had done anything sexually and I should probably feel bad for having him over for that - but I don't. He is married and gets very little attention in addition to working way too hard and being a pretty super dad. He was really apprehensive about doing anything for a long time but just this week, he has started showing some interest in seeing me like that. He came over and was super nervous, not like the other times that Ive seen him. We must have bullshitted for like an hour or something about motorcycles, martial arts, bachelorette parties. I didn't want to push him into something he wasn't interested in. Finally he suggested that we take a shower. SCORE.

I turned out the lights in the bathroom and lit a candle. As soon as he got into the shower he kissed me. It wasn't what I expected, very soft, very sensual, no playful element at all. He was pretty serious. While he was kissing me, I made sure to press my breast up against his arm. He took control from there, tweaking and twisting my nipples, sucking them and licking my entire breast. I reached down and stroked his hard cock and big, hanging balls. He turned me around and I leaned up against the shower wall. He began to rub his cock all over my ass and pushing it in between my ass cheeks. I stood up and bent over, completely in half. He knelt down and began to lick my ass and finger my pussy. That was such an awesome feeling. I think he made me cum two or three times and the water started turning a little cold. I suggested that we get out and go lay down.

I half dried off and playfully jumped on the bed. He came to me and kissed me once more, then dove right into my pussy. He clearly seemed to enjoy eating pussy and who am I to deny him. ;-) I reached over and started stroking him but he stopped me shortly thereafter. I came again for him then laid him down on his back. I ran my hands all over him, very lightly, teasing his cock by just barely brushing my fingertips against it. He was playing with my hair (love it!) but soon I realized that was just a ploy to get my head closer to his cock. Hint taken, I took just the head of his cock into my mouth, running my tongue all over it while it was in my mouth. He moaned really well for me as I slipped him entirely into my mouth.

He reminded me that he was still nervous (are you serious?) and that it might affect his erection. He was right, he grew a little soft. I think that he was thinking about everything too much. So, I stopped sucking him and laid next to him, my hand still on his cock. I asked him if he wanted to talk about it or if he wanted me to continue. He really didn't give me a clear answer so I just kept stroking him. A minute or so later, I asked him if it was ok for me to use some lube and give him a hand job. He was enthusiastic about that so I broke out the warming Astroglide (love it) and gave him a super duper hand job. He was soon cumming all over himself - not really squirting but pumping out huge gobs of come. I didn't stop stroking him, but lightened my touch up a little and ran long soft strokes from his ass up his balls and up his cock. When he had completely come down, I got a warm washcloth and cleaned him up.

I laid back down, expecting him to get up and dress and go. But I guess he wanted to make me cum one more time. He went down and began licking me again. This time I had these building waves, I felt like I would come, and another wave came - sort of lifting me up to a higher plateau of excitement. I would feel like I was going to come again and it would happen again - another plateau. When I did come, it was a huge, pulsating, flooding orgasm. I was so spent.

That is when he got dressed and let himself out. I was just too gone to even get up. I laid there in complete exhaustion and satisfaction for about 15 minutes.

Southern Comfort

2007-01-22T17:22:00.000-05:00

I love the transgendered. I had always had an open-minded curiosity for the transsexuals...you can thank growing up with Donahue but my experiences with cross dressers and transsexuals really opened my eyes a ton. I absolutely support transgendered rights and respect their plight in society.

Being a lusty woman as well as a profound movie enthusiast, conflict arose when I had to choose between a hot, hairy chest and the latest Netflix envelope. Not being a total idiot, the hairy chest won.

Back at the ranch, many hours later and with a bite mark on my chest, I watched Southern Comfort, an extremely intimate documentary about Robert Eads, a 52 year old FTM transsexual living in Georgia, and his battle with ovarian cancer. This film won the documentary Grand Jury Prize at the 2001 Sundance Film Festival.

I was introduced to Robert, his brothers and the love of his life. As I got to know them, their stories and struggles, any "differences" between them and me totally disappeared. I absolutely fell in love with Robert's partner, Lola Cola, her inner beauty and femininity just shine and her relationship with Robert is inspiring. Ah to be loved like that...

More generally, this movie is about equal rights to medical care. Robert and his brothers talk about their gender reassignment surgeries and the inferior care that they received. Robert's ovaries were not removed during his surgery and when he developed ovarian cancer, he was denied treatment from dozens of doctors. It's really heart wrenching to see wonderful people discriminated against because they are different. I was left with an ever-growing feeling of needing to personally do more. I'm not sure how.

I wholeheartedly suggest viewing Southern Comfort for yourself. If you want, shoot me an e-mail (lebowski.bunny at gmail), I would be delighted to chat about it with someone else. I also suggest Ma Vie En Rose, a Belgian movie about a young girl trapped in a boy's body.

Found my nursing home!

2007-01-22T09:35:00.000-05:00

Amen sister!

2007-01-08T10:48:00.000-05:00

Apart from the 'most men are idiots' crap, I like this girl.

Do You Take It?

2007-01-06T13:41:00.000-05:00

Great song by the Wet Spots:

Well.....do ya?

Dildo song

2006-12-07T19:08:00.000-05:00

The Dildo song is worth a watch, even if just for the out takes at the end. You have to love a girl so determined to stick a huge dildo to her forehead.

Tagged: Im it.

2006-12-03T20:12:00.000-05:00

Ok, lucky me got tagged TWICE. And both are slightly different rules. The first set comes via Bored Senior:

"THE RULES:Each player of this game starts with the '6 weird things about you.' People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says 'you are tagged' in their comments and tell them to read your blog."

Some of my weird things about me:
1. I have to read the newspaper in order.
2. I love the snow.
3. I wipe my ass with my left hand, always.
4. I had a crush on my high school principal, english teacher and biology teacher.
5. I smoke a lot of pot but have never tried any other "drugs".
6. Apart from in the shower, I always masturbate in my bed, usually lying down.

And the second "tagged" comes from Gracie Baby:

"THE RULES (modified by grace):
Each player of this game starts with the “6 wicked things about you”. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 wicked things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “you are tagged” in their comments and tell them to read your blog."

1. I dont do it often, but Im good at lying.
2. I can be conceited at times.
3. I have slept with married men and not thought twice about it.
4. I own oil company stocks - you better believe its a wicked business.
5. Ive had a threesome where I was the entire focus.
6. I generally get what I want. Cant you tell?

So, now Ive tagged Expei. If he doesnt do it, let me know, he will get a spanking. If he does do it, hes still going to get one. :-)

Just add bubble bath

2006-11-27T22:57:00.000-05:00

From tonight's bubble bath, one watercolor and two photographs, inspired by a renewed personal appreciation for hairy pussy.

For my panda

2006-11-27T22:09:00.000-05:00

I crave you, and its bad. I told you that it would be.

See, I knew we had chemistry from the time I first laid eyes upon you. You cannot hide the type of raw sexiness that you possess.

It's in your smile. My pictures say "Sweet" while yours...yours say "I'm a devil in the sack". At least we are both honest with our expressions.

And its true, you fucking were a devil. Even as I sit here now...hot bubble bath surrounds, scribbling this into my puzzle book, I cannot forget that afternoon spent. And, the time in the car. Getting-to-know-you coffee was never more fun.

Here's the news: I've got it so bad, still...so bad for you.

Hot pussy

2006-11-21T22:58:00.000-05:00

I came across this site today. Its full of hot nude pussy.

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Giggles! I'll be the thanksgiving turkey. ;) I hope you all have a happy one. As for me, Im thankful for a group of kick-ass friends (true angels) that have helped me survive and grow these last couple of years. I count my blessings every single day.

If you still have a sense of humour, check out this porn video. This guy screws America like no one I have witnessed before.

Lakewood to Newport (fiction)

2006-11-09T10:42:00.000-05:00

I can only offer you a phone call.

Yes, but in 3 hours, we can both be in Portland. You can offer me so much more.

Except I have to be in Seattle in 7 hours.

They don't need you as bad as I need you.

It is a commitment I have already made, and its been re-scheduled twice.

You wont be thinking about it when you are strapped to a hotel bed in Portland, blindfolded, ears plugged, completely unable to move, barely able to breathe. You're panting, dear. You wonder, but you cannot know. Oh look at that, you're not even in Portland anymore, you're someplace way further away. You're so far away, even though I'm in the same room, we are universes apart. Where you are, its dark, and its scary. Where I am, its light, I can see all, and its amusing. You're waiting, but not thoughtlessly. Do my hands feel rougher than normal? Are my thighs seeming to be a lot more hairy? You cant tell, it is all amplified. And you wont know, not for sure, ever, what happened this afternoon.

I'm leaving now. The Holiday Inn, right off the freeway, 3 hours.

Finding Beauty

2006-11-08T19:03:00.000-05:00

tasteful discretion
in the air of friendship
an afternoon delight
in the arms
and cock
and lips
of a handsome, eager man
beauty is not always found
by following the rules

Squirting

2006-11-05T16:12:00.000-05:00

I have had a few squirting experiences before. Mostly they were just a bit of fluid coming out after intense g-spot stimulation. The first time it was confirmed by another person, it was in a wonderful Spanish accent ,'yes, you are a squir-teahr', that I can still hear in my mind today. But even though he could confirm it, I wasn't certain about what had happened. Today was different.

Mr. Wonderful was here today and on our second round of play, he came before I did. I wasn't disappointed, in fact, I had been trying hard to make him cum and he didn't disappoint me by quickly shoving his fingers into my hungry pussy. I asked if it was OK with him if I used a toy on myself while he continued to finger me. He is so cool about everything, it wasn't a problem at all and I probably didn't need to ask...but, you never know.

Anyhow, after several minutes of heavy fingering by him and me using a vibrator on my clit, I set the vibrator aside and began rubbing myself with my fingers. The orgasm that was building didn't feel like anything that I had experienced before. It felt like a train getting up to speed. There were several short bursts of intense feeling that kept coming closer and closer to each other. Then, all of a sudden, the orgasm hit me and it felt like something was pushing out.

The next thing I knew, a huge gush of liquid poured out of my pussy, spilling into his hand and over onto the sheets. This had to be the infamous squirting orgasm, I thought. I instantly understood why some women first think that they are urinating. The volume and consistency seemed to be potentially mistakable. The feeling was, however, much much different. It felt like a fountain had went off between my legs and that there was an extreme release of energy - exiting rather than fluttering about.

Mr. Wonderful and I both laughed and analyzed the event, lying there. It was fairly amazing for both of us to experience and was something that he had never witnessed before. Its not a myth, I said aloud to which we both responded with a chuckle.

I was more than my usual amount of soaked, and could feel it had drenched the bed below. After we stood up, I checked the sheets to see just how much had come out and was delighted that there was a spot on the bed about 7 inches in diameter that was absolutely soaked. My estimates of the volume are about 1/3 of a cup. I tasted it out of complete curiosity but to me, seemed to have no flavor at all.

So, today was my first time having a complete squirting orgasm where there was no mistaking what had occurred. Now I just need to figure out how to reproduce the results.

I'm lucky - and feel as grateful for this as I did when I discovered multiple orgasms. But, at the same time, I'm so saddened by the fact that multitudes of women have experienced any type of orgasm. My hope is that as a society, our ideas about sexuality open up enough so that attitudes that work to repress female sexuality will some day seem as backwards as archaic racist stereotypes seem today.

Hairy Mail

2006-10-29T18:54:00.000-05:00

Hairy Mail (http://hairy-mail.com)
The world's first web-based back-hair messaging system.

Because of my attraction for body hair, I found this highly amusing. You can type a message or freehand it. Have fun. :)

Happy Halloween!

2006-10-27T17:15:00.000-04:00

By Miravi at CattHouse

Happy Halloween Indecents! I hope you get the chance to really enjoy yourselves this year. ;)

Revised Haiku

2006-10-26T20:00:00.000-04:00

i want to suck your cock, greedily
while you smoke a cigar
and watch sportscenter, growing with need

bend me over the ottoman now
take me and pound away
my sweet, tight pussy is yours mister

let me feel you, throbbing and swolen
fuck my cunt hard and deep
squirt inside of me, let it run out

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9
6
9

ok, so for this post, my creative conscious was working a bit. i had this idea about sucking someone while they smoked a cigar and wanted to turn it into a haiku. the traditional haiku meter is 5-7-5, but i couldnt seem to fit my idea into that. so, i free-versed it and tried to see what meter felt right. it ended up that i had a meter of 9-6-9, which seemed *extremely* appropriate. :) then, since 3 was a factor of those numbers, three stanzas seemed to just make sense. i hope you liked it.

If this was better, you would like it

2006-10-24T23:42:00.000-04:00

We swam the waters of the seven seas
for fifteen days and nights
unending sandy beaches beneath our feet
no, it didnt really happen like that.

We dug a big, deep hole
chasms in the clay made from souls
and burrowed in for the winter
no, it didnt really happen like that.

We flew above the clouds and mountaintops
on purple carpets of silk
whizzing by the world
no, it didnt really happen like that.

We went to the surface of the sun
and spoke to the ultimate energy
we quaffed powers unthinkable
no, it didnt really happen like that.

Arnold

2006-10-23T11:13:00.000-04:00

Im developing a genuine liking for nude male shots from the 70s.

Caution: staring at this for too long may make you vote republican. ;)

Yummm

2006-10-23T10:34:00.000-04:00

A friend sent me this picture today, Im finding it to be a huge turn on. Im pretty sure most of you will understand why. ;)

And no, this isnt me.

Isn't he lovely?

2006-10-23T10:33:00.000-04:00

An other

2006-10-21T12:30:00.000-04:00

I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I wish that I knew why. You sometimes talk with your teeth clenched, just a little, I noticed it and it endears me.

You have such a sexy way about you, your style captivates me. I know that you're underappreciated and it hurts me, not because I want you for myself, its that I want all the best for you.

In another life, another time. Early Sunday sunrises would be watched from our front porch with a cup of coffee in hand. You're shirtless and in jeans, dashingly handsome as always. We would read the paper together, our lab napping in front of the fire. Id make you pot roast. We would make love.

Preventive Medicine Article

2006-10-21T11:31:00.000-04:00

A friend sent me the following article. Although breast cancer is a serious issue, I find some of the quotes to be amusing.

Study: Fellatio may significantly decrease the risk of breast cancer in
women

Thursday, October 2, 2003 Posted: 9:19 AM EDT (1319 GMT)

(AP) -- Women who perform the act of fellatio and swallow semen on a regular basis, one to two times a week, may reduce their risk of breast cancer by up to 40 percent, a North Carolina State University study found.

Doctors had never suspected a link between the act of fellatio and breast cancer, but new research being performed at North Carolina State
University is starting to suggest that there could be an important link
between the two.

In a study of over 15,000 women suspected of having performed regular
fellatio and swallowed the ejaculatory fluid, over the past ten years, the researchers found that those actually having performed the act regularly, one to two times a week, had a lower occurrence of breast cancer than those who had not. There was no increased risk, however, for those who did not regularly perform.

"I think it removes the last shade of doubt that fellatio is actually a healthy act," said Dr. A.J. Kramer of Johns Hopkins School of Medicine, who was not involved in the research. "I am surprised by these findings, but am also excited that the researchers may have discovered a relatively easy way to lower the occurrence of breast cancer in women."

The University researchers stressed that, though breast cancer is relatively uncommon, any steps taken to reduce the risk would be a wise decision. "Only with regular occurrence will your chances be reduced, so I encourage all women out there to make fellatio an important part of their daily routine," said Dr. Helena Shifteer, one of the researchers at the University. "Since the emergence of the research, I try to fellate at least once every other night to reduce my chances."

The study is reported in Friday's Journal of Medical Research. In 1991, 43,582 women died of breast cancer, as reported by the National Cancer
Institute.

Dr. Len Lictepeen, deputy chief medical officer for the American Cancer Society, said women should not overlook or "play down" these findings.
"This will hopefully change women's practice and patterns, resulting in a severe drop in the future number of cases," Lictepeen said.

Sooner said the research shows no increase in the risk of breast cancer in those who are, for whatever reason, not able to fellate regularly.
"There's definitely fertile ground for more research. Many have stepped forward to volunteer for related research now in the planning stages," he said.

Almost every woman is, at some point, going to perform the act of fellatio, but it is the frequency at which this event occurs that makes the difference, say researchers. Also key seems to be the protein and enzyme count in the semen, but researchers are again waiting for more test data.

The research consisted of two groups, 6,246 women ages 25 to 45 who had performed fellatio and swallowed on a regular basis over the past five to ten years, and 9,728 women who had not or did not swallow. The group of women who had performed and swallowed had a breast cancer rate of 1.9 percent and the group who had not had a breast cancer rate of 10.4 percent.

"The findings do suggest that there are other causes for breast cancer besides the absence of regular fellatio," Shafteer said. "It's a cause, not THE cause."

Junior

2006-10-19T17:45:00.000-04:00

Im sitting out on my balcony, watching the seagulls fly away from the setting sun. And Im thinking of you. Im thinking of those wonderful times spent with you, how tender and dear you were to me. You will never know how much I fell in love with you that first night, how you made my homesick heart feel safe and comfortable, wrapped up in your furry arms. Your sweet, sparkling eyes brought me coffee in bed...one of my life's delight's still. I taught you that birthdays are for blowjobs and Ive never tasted cum so sweet. I really do carry a piece of you around in my heart, I always will.

3D Vulva

2006-09-30T16:25:00.000-04:00

Guys and gals, I ran across this today and you have to see it. There are 3D diagrams of female anatomy, I really had no idea that it looked quite like this (especially the clitoris).

Pictures

2006-09-30T14:45:00.000-04:00

I took these as part of a post on my IB Mirror site but thought that I would share them here too. :)

New Rogers Post

2006-09-21T12:43:00.000-04:00

Absolutely spendid, I think. I hope hes serious too...I have some car knowledge, just like anything else, I know enough to get myself into trouble. ;-)

Auto Erotica with Rogers:

Hello my doves, Roger’s here with another proposition. This time I’m looking for a woman willing to “get down and dirty”.

For this escapade you will show up at my house dressed in coveralls stating you are a service technician who has arrived to inspect my Bentley. I will be playing myself this time. I will cordially invite you in and show you to the garage where my Bentley Azure resides (truly magnificent car as you will soon see my love).

You will begin your inspection but as I am extremely protective and inquisitive I will constantly be looking over your shoulder, occasionally taking the opportunity to press up against you as I ask inane question after inane question until, in colloquial terms, you tell me to back off. I will persist in my annoying behavior until you can longer take it and resort to strong arming me! You vixen! In one swift move you will have me handcuffed to a conveniently placed chair. Damn you!

After restraining me you will continue your inspection. Not wanting to soil your coveralls you will remove them to reveal that you are completely bereft of clothing underneath! Slowly you will check underneath the hood and throughout the car making sure to titillate and tease me you minx (a full bottom would be appreciated, Rogers is a meat and potato man!). After you are assured that the car is up to snuff you will ask if there is anything else that needs a going over. Completely powerless you begin your inspection under my hood. But Rogers has few tricks of his own. Using a technique learned on the Canary Islands I will have already freed myself of my bonds
and as you are upon me I will be upon you! Ta rah, ta rah!

Around and around we will go, back and forth. I will take you on the floor, the workbench, and on the plush upholstery of the Bentley. Just relax my dove; Rogers will get you there with no doubt, over and over again.

Afterwards we will relax on my balcony overlooking the Charles. We will take in the scene with a fine wine from Italy, maybe a nice Chianti. As Edith Piaf plays in the background we will enter into a malaise as only lovers can. Casually you will begin to move away. I will ask you where you are going to which you will reply that you need to change the oil in the car. Upon this utterance you will run for the garage and the game will be afoot again! Back and forth we will wrestle both of our engines in the red. Eventually we will end up on a cleverly placed drop cloth with strategically placed cans of oil which we will liberally pour onto to each other. We will continue until my piston finds your camshaft at which point the throttle will be pushed full to the floor until pleasure and exhaustion find us spent. Can you imagine it my little marmoset?

Afterwards a shower, a slow sensual massage followed by a slap on the ass as I show you the door.

So what do you say? Are there any "grease monkeys" looking for a "lube job"?

Rogers

Baby's Blood

2006-09-11T15:41:00.000-04:00

Your cock is less a dagger than your pen but Baby, you make me so hot, spewing your words like fireballs. Each one pierces my mind and like blood, flows to every part of my being. In that, you course through my veins, travelling with me through my day, ever present, not often visible. And like blood, I need what you offer in order to survive, youve made sure of that. Necessary and repulsing. Im certain thats an irony that you delight in.

Booty shot

2006-09-06T11:34:00.000-04:00

Ive been getting some requests to see the booh-tay. Here ya'll go.

Hunger

2006-09-04T17:06:00.000-04:00

Im so hungry with desire, I can taste sweet flesh.
I cant stop thinking about a pleasure mesh.
When will I have some next and who will it be?
My panties flood with anticipation...gosh, I hope he can satisfy me.

Rogers

2006-09-01T13:33:00.000-04:00

Because I just love creativity, brains and sex...I find Rogers to be totally brilliant. I think that you will too.

He occasionally gets the whim to write these amazing posts and paste them up to the Boston Craigslist. I first stumbled upon him seeking a vixen to ride his mechanical bull and ive been dazzled by his writing ever since. I hope you enjoy dear readers, let me know how much and I will share more in series format.

He adds the following note to this post: It's easier to understand if you have seen V for Vendetta. Enjoy. :)

R for Rogers - m4w - 59

On this most auspicious of nights, permit me, in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona.

Ta Rah! In view, a humble regular recitalist regaled as both respectful androgue by the rank and file of Boston. This countenance, no mere ruse ofvanity, is a remnant of the vox populi, now removed. However, this rabidrevenant of a by-gone rendezvous, stands rigid, and has ruled to roger those both robust and raring to go, retaining vice and the rigorous realization ofraging raucousness and rapacious ravaging of innocence.

The only ruling is raunchiness; a ribald revelry, held as a reminder, forthe rate and reality of such shall one day prove right the randy and the less than righteous.

Readily, this rambling requiem of run –on sentences ricochets along mostrudely, so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you andyou may call me R.

Yes it is Rogers here, and I am looking for my Evey. Not the bald, militant Evey, rather the totally delectable dressed as a schoolgirl Evey. Yummy.I of course will be dressed as the hero V from that smashing film. However underneath the cape you will not have to fear knives my love, but there is aformidable weapon looking to impale you. Excited yet my love? Ha ha!

We will start with me rescuing you from some imagined menace. I will console you and bring you to my lair. There I will inspect your body for any hidden wounds. Alas, I shall discover that you have a weak pulse and will seek to strengthen it with some imaginative foreplay. I have saved up a technique from Borneo just for this occasion (please be somewhat flexible and wearless than a size seven shoe). Soon you will release yourself to me, completely. Once, twice, thrice, until we are completely spent. Delicious.

Afterwards I will share fine wine and cheeses, obtained with much daringfrom a government convoy, as we enjoy the view from my balcony overlooking the Charles. In this sublime moment of peace you will mention that youintend to reveal my location to the Fingermen. What! You ungracious cur.Hand to hand combat will ensue and around and round we will go. After much struggle I will have your petulant body laid across my lap ready to receivea vigorous spanking. After your hind quarters have been made thoroughly redI will gently slip my fingers into your womanhood. Passion will ensue and wewill be at it again, ta rah ta rah!

Afterwards a slow sensual massage, a slap on the ass and a kiss good night as I show you out.

So, any freedom fighters out there?

Rogers

The looking glass

2006-08-28T21:52:00.000-04:00

I was taking my evening bath, trying to relax away all my annoyances of the day, when I noticed that I could see my pussy in the reflection off of the faucet. I have looked at my pussy in the mirror before, examined it and discovered where everything was. But, I had never watched myself masturbate.

Curious, I let my fingers do the walking while tried to make them out in the chrome. First it was like I was watching someone else but then I saw my pussy lips become swollen and begin to blush. I thought to myself, "I guess I do have a pretty pussy". I had heard it a few times but never really understood.

This led to wanting to see more, in more detail. I remembered the full length mirror that I bought for the new apartment. I could set it against the wall and straddle it on the floor. I could even watch as I fucked myself. Excitedly, I pulled out the glass dildo - chosen completely for theatric effect.

Sitting on the damp towel, I spread my legs wide in front of the mirror. I stroked the outside of my pussy lips, watching them puff up. This was a lot of fun. I slowly spread them open, peering at the wetness inside. With complete delight, I brought the dildo up to my skin. The glass was cold and caused me to clench up a bit.

I slowly worked it in small circles between my inner lips, eventually pushing it inside. As I fucked myself, I could see how my pussy reacted. In and out, I could both feel and see every bit of pleasure. I scooted closer in to get a better view.

I imagined the mirror to be my lover, watching me take myself - my legs spread wide for him. I thought of his cock, dangling between his legs, ready for me. Its warm skin was emulated by the heat now contained in the glass dildo, warmed by my body. He fucked me constant and definite. Straddling his glass body, I came on his glass cock. Waves of translucent orgasm washed over me.

When it was all over, I opened my eyes, looking back into the mirror. I saw a woman. I had heard it a few times but never really understood.

Hot stuff for the aurally inclined

2006-08-09T14:46:00.000-04:00

This gets me so hot...

Serge Gainsbourg Et Brigitte Bardot - Je T'aime Moi Non Plus

I wish I could clone you

2006-08-09T13:25:00.000-04:00

I wish I could clone you.
two beards, two tongues, two silver flocked chests
two intellects, two expressives
two in the palm of my hand.

Two whispering those mots doux, deep into my ear.
two pairs of those eyes, those loving, kind eyes
two warm bodies, three into one
the universe unwinds.

Tell me, tell, me
would you
would you go along and play with us?

Been Moving...

2006-08-05T12:37:00.000-04:00

My posts have been light because ive been wickedly busy securing a life: new apartment, car, job, etc. But the good news is, my appetite is back...with a vengeance.

Im really digging the new digs. I can see the ocean from my balcony. A fantasy comes to mind:

midnight
bent over the railing
my dress pulled up
you pressed into me from behind, reaching around,
pinching my nipples, caressing my breasts
your cock is hastily pulled out of your zipper
im squirming into you, grinding against it
your lips graze my neck, your tounge flicks at my ears
if they could be fucked, they would be yours
my drink is spilling
your breath, your moans, pluck the intensity in my mind
i could melt into you as you pound against me
im trying to be quiet and not call attention
but it all just feels so good
deep moans eminate from my core
a shuddering wave of orgasm floods over me
dousing you in my juices
your cock twitches and i grab on tight
riding out your orgasm, comforting the spasm

Sit down my dears

2006-07-16T14:34:00.000-04:00

Sit down my dears and let me tell you a story. It begins like all good stories, a boy places an advertisement on Craigslist...

He was looking for a safe place to change into his female persona and gave the option of going out with him to a t-bar afterwords. I was home alone and fucking bored out of my mind, having rented a couple of new releases and looking forward to yet another movie night. This ad caught my eye though, I had a place to offer, an empathetic spirit and a divine interest in men that dress as women.

I first saw a transvestite at a Mensa convention party where the theme was royalty. There was someone dressed as Secretariat, the triple crown winner; someone else was the Prince of Tides decked out with Tide laundry detergent. There was a Jack in the Box covered in fliers from various nightclubs - the Jack of Clubs. And my husband (at the time) and I dressed as basketball players from our region - me as a Monarch and him as a King. Those Mensans, they know how to party. :-)

Anyhow, I responded to his ad with a genuine interest and enthusiasm. After the normal back and forth along with the obligatory picture trade, we had a date. I was really surprised when this cute, young man rang my doorbell. He looked like he jumped right out of the Harvard freshman register. We were both nervous but it quickly subsided as he began to dress.

He needed some help with his makeup as he only does this about 3-4 times a year. He had the worst woman in the world helping him but we managed to make him look great. I picked the pink miniskirt for him as well as a rocking wig. I had to keep apologizing for using the wrong terminology (boy/girl/etc) but he was cool with educating me.

He also suggested that I get dolled up and go with him. To be honest, I wasn't into going out with him at first but watching him get all dolled up excited me. I put on way too much makeup, a blonde wig and fake eyelashes (complete with sparkles). It felt quite silly, as I often do when all made up, but with him around it turned into a lot of fun. Surprising to me, I got used to the fake eyelashes after a short time.

During his transformation, his voice changed and I noticed that he got an erection. I smiled as it was really cute pushing out against his skirt. Eventually, with a lot of makeup, jewelery, a wig, false breasts, press on nails, and attitude, he became she.

I actually found her to be quite attractive as well. She had very nice legs and an utterly pure sugar personality. I could be friends with this chick. :-)

It was already 11:30 and the t-bar closed at midnight but we caught a cab with the goal of meeting up with other girls for some sort of after party. There were a ton of t-loving guys out in front of the bar trying to pick up chicks after closing time. It was really fun for me to walk around with her, these guys could have given a shit about me but were dragging their tongues across the pavement for her.

Since the bar had closed and we were just getting started, she asked around for fun places to go after. One of the performers suggested a gay bar in the Fenway area and lucky for us, there was no shortage of guys willing to give us a ride. Even more lucky for us, our driver wasn't into the gay bar scene.

She had told me earlier that she isn't really interested in men, except when dressed and even then, only men at the far end of the handsome spectrum. She has dreams of one day marrying a woman and having children - unsure of whether the dressing up will continue. I cant imagine how tough it must be to have parts of yourself in constant conflict.

At the bar, we had to show our IDs at the door. She got in without a problem but they didn't believe that I was the person on my ID. It was the blonde hair, I'm sure. Ive GOT to get a blonde wig of my own! Upon further inspection, I was allowed in.

I had never been into a gay bar before but this place was fucking fabulous. As someone who really gets off on people watching, this was a circus of wonderment. I was completely entranced. Gender roles were all over the map. There was a leather bar (complete with tack shop), pool tables, a dance floor, lounges, and bathrooms where the "Men" and "Women" signs on the door didn't matter to anyone.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of all the hotties and with a male to female ratio of like 99.9%, where absolutely none of them were interested in a natural female, I felt quite safe to check them all out.

There was no shortage of men interested in her. Men were buying us drinks and all the bartenders were total flirts too. One (not so subtle) fellow kept asking me to "tell your home-girl to meet me in the bathroom". Luckily, she had the same response as me, Ewww. While we were watching the drag show, another very interested fellow started feeling her up, rubbing her ass, kissing her back and holding her close. Once she suggested that he either buy us drinks or knock it off, he was gone. :-)

At closing time, we headed out and back to my place. She commented that the change from drag to drab is really tough on her psyche. I can imagine that it must be hard to let your wild side out completely and then have to stuff it back into the box and go on with normal life. Freedom is my mantra and I really cant imagine the turmoil that comes with having to deny such a strong desire most of your life, but I do understand the dire need. Our society is such a puritanical hypocrisy, forcing all but the very bravest to lead double lives.

There is a lot about her attitude and spirit that I can learn from. I also think that there is a lot that I can learn about being a girl. I tend to be very subtle with my sexuality, in dress and makeup. But I think that some part of the transvestite dressing is to just go way over the top. I like that flamboyant expression of femininity, its yet another aspect of my personality that I would enjoy getting to know.

All in all, I had a great time. Strike that, I had a fucking wonderful time. We have plans to do it again, soon. Maybe even go shopping beforehand. I cant wait.

Raindance

2006-07-12T01:24:00.000-04:00

I got caught in a thunderstorm a few weeks ago. I was wearing a thin t shirt and no bra, jeans and flip flops. I had just run to turn in the Zipcar and was waiting to grab the bus home. The sky opened suddenly and just poured, buckets and buckets, and me without an umbrella.

I was drenched, soaked head to toe, all the way and everywhere. The cool rain against my nipples had caused them to harden. The wetness made the thick fabric of my jeans to cling to my body. The boys waiting just a few feet down had obviously noticed. It was pure exhilaration.

I imagined being in the middle of a Midwestern field, naked, turning in the rain. The water slip sliding along my skin, was tasted on my lips. The sweet smell of the earth emanated from under my feet, I joined the water in pounding away as I danced my own raindance across the prairie.

Used Rubber

2006-07-12T01:22:00.001-04:00

Used rubber
tossed aside
its once precious cargo
coagulating
on the bedroom floor
travelling from silvery package
to the golden heights of ecstacy
to dusy bunny heaven
its owner now nodding off
and his woman
rolls over and sighs

Monday Night

2006-07-12T01:22:00.000-04:00

She was antsy, restless and desperately needing him. Any him would do at this point. Her search began with a couple of good prospects but being Monday evening, no one too interesting seemed to be around. Then he contacted her with an idea, hang out with him on the deck of his boat, listen to music and have a few drinks. Now this, this was something that she could handle.

Within an hour, he had picked her up and they were on their way to his slip in Boston harbor. It was dark and quiet, the water still and glass like. The Boston skyline was reflected on the water, along with the perfect half moon.

They laid on the deck, checking out the clouds through the stars. She sipped on some red wine while he quaffed beer that had been left on the boat. It had been a long time since she finished an entire bottle of wine on her own but tonight, it was a goal.

Very smoothly, he slipped his hand beneath hers and they were playing handsies while talking of nothing all too interesting. He wasn't dumb, and they had a few shared interests. She could tell from his hand holding that he was a sweet boy. She wanted to see how dirty she could make him.

He stretched his arm out and she slid into him, laying her head on his chest. She ran her hand up and down his side, sliding it under his shirt now and then while he played with her hair (I told you he was sweet).

He pulled her into him and began to kiss her. There wasn't a lot of suction and a little too much tongue. She thought to herself, "If I see him again, I'm going to have to teach him how to kiss me". She could tell that he was getting very hard under his jeans, and was curious about its shape.

Before long, he suggested that they go below deck to the v-berth. She happily agreed. They snuggled in, continuing the cuddling and caressing, this time topless. The feeling of his chest pressed next to hers was breathtaking. Skin on skin, his almost as soft as hers, smoothly sliding across as he climbed on top of her.

She grabbed his neatly pulled back hair and let it go. The thick mane falling down around his face. She was surprised that she enjoyed pulling on it and playing with it as he devoured her breasts. She pulled it back and let it fall all over, brushing against her skin, over and over.

He rolled over onto his back and she pulled his jeans off, making sure to leave on his underwear. She slid down between his legs and kissed his cock through the cotton. She could tell from his deep sigh that he hadn't had anything like this in a while. She wondered how he would react to being sucked while she mouthed and bit him through his shorts.

He pulled her up and grabbed at her jeans and she happily slid them off for him. He knelt between her legs and slid her panties aside. He dove directly into her pussy, lapping at the clit. She had been fairly quiet up to this point but could not contain it any longer. The moans began and since there was no one around that could hear, she really let go.

He moved up between he legs and she got a little nervous. "Its way to late to be asking this, but do you have a condom", she asked. Thankfully he did. "Would you like to put it on me?", he queried. She happily took the opportunity because it meant that she could fellate him a bit first.

With a smile on her face, she took the condom from him and leaned down, allowing his cock to slowly enter her mouth. He gasped and when she got it all the way in, he sighed deeply. For a moment, she forgot about the fucking and paid all of her attention to worshiping his cock with her mouth.

After a thorough deep throating, she slid the condom on him and laid back. He got up between her legs and when he pushed into her, she lost all composure. Her eyes rolled back into her head, she was taken. His cock had a slight outward bend and it stretched her in all the right ways. As she opened up, he was able to slide deeper and deeper into her until he was pushing against her cervix. The pain and pleasure combination made her crazy.

Without pulling out of her, he turned onto his side. She was still on her back and perpendicular to him, with one leg between his and the other being held against his chest. The depth of penetration and intimacy of this position contented her. With deep sighs and moans, she rubbed her pussy feverishly. Within seconds, she was coming and calling his name.

After she recovered he rolled her onto her side and fucked her from behind. This time he began grunting and groaning, pushing hard and talking dirty into her ear. "Do you like me fucking you? Do you like my cock inside of you?" She responded with several "mmmmm"'s. Once again she came.

"I bet you're fun on top", he whispered to her. Without missing a beat, she turned around and climbed on top of him. She doesn't normally enjoy this position too much but soon found a rhythm that banished all apprehension. Maybe it was the rocking motion of the boat, but soon he was crying that he was going to come. She rode him steadily through his orgasm and brought him back down with slow, smooth bucking of her hips.

He reached down and held the condom onto his cock while she slid off of him. Because he was such a sweet boy he held her and played with her hair while they both floated on cloud nine for a while. A short while later, they got dressed and he drove her back home. When they got to her place, they made out for several minutes before he would let her go off into the night.

For Bad Boys

2006-07-12T01:21:00.000-04:00

Your ass is mine today. Thats right, get over here.
Youve been a very bad boy lately, and you know it.
Youve been trying to push my buttons. Youve been begging for this.
Well, I hope you actually wanted what you wished for.
Today is your lucky day, boy. Im going to take your ass.
Thats right, this is what it has come to. Im not taking it from you anymore.
Look here. Do you like my cock?
My fake cock, bought especially for you. Especially for this.
Well, suck it boy. Suck my fat cock. Think about it inside of you.
Just because its silicone and purple doesnt mean it wont hurt.
Imagine being bent over, sweating, begging. My thighs pressing against the backs of yours, grinding.
Soon it will be a reality.
You wondered if I could be mean. Youre about to find out.
Do like this, boy? Do you like being my bitch? I bet you do.
Now fetch the lubricant. Prepare yourself.
And relax, it will be over soon.

A good place

2006-07-12T01:20:00.000-04:00

I spent Friday evening through early this morning in a good place, a good place all around: mentally, physically, spiritually, etc. The last two meetings with the French guy have been really good. We've gotten back on common ground and I'm getting the 'quality over quantity' that I needed.

Friday evening he came over and found me fresh out of the shower, lying out naked on the bed in a half slumber. I wondered if he would dismiss it or climb in with me. A week plus without seeing me and I got what I wanted. He immediately stripped down and snuggled up next to me.

The next two hours were spent with us reconnecting using our bodies in an ethereal plane. I cant recall everything that happened but I remember at the end, we were fucking for the third time in an amazing position that must be listed in the Kama Sutra. I was lying on my back, with my left leg between his legs, my right leg draped over his side. He was lying on his right side, completely buried inside me. We did this once before while back in New York for Thanksgiving. Both times, it just happened but led to the most amazingly intense lovemaking.

After lying there, glowing and chatting, we finally mustered up the energy to get dressed and rustle up some dinner. After having Chinese take out and catching a DVD with my head in his lap, we changed the sheets and settled in for the night. Since we were both pretty drained, we drifted off pretty quickly. Sleeping with him is one of the most calming and peaceful experiences. There really is nothing like drifting off next to someone that comforts and soothes your soul.

Inspiration must have struck him during the night as I woke up to him stroking my body, head to toe. He insisted that I lay there and take his 'abuse' (his term) while he treated me to a full body massage, followed by kisses from head to toe, and back down again. He began to suck my toes.

Ive experienced this a few times before, but never felt totally comfortable. Self conscious and all about certain body parts, I never felt like my feet were something that could turn someone on. But I looked down at him, and when he saw me looking, he winked at me. At that point, I completely relaxed. He must be enjoying it, and in such, he totally accepted me. That thought allowed me to just let go completely and revel in the sensation. His wet mouth sucked and licked at my feet, it tickled but also seemed to cause feeling to run straight to my groin. I was totally and completely soaked, it was like I had wet the bed.

He kissed my ankles, the back of my knees, and came up to meet my pussy. He looked up at me again, smiled, and in an instant, delved face first in. The night's worth of facial growth brushed against my inner thighs as he licked and sucked me. I moved my hips up and down, grinding into his face as he slid a finger into my pussy. I grabbed at it and held on tight.

He always makes sure that I cum several times before he slides into me. This time was no exception, I came softly at first then small ripples of orgasm slid in and out of me until finally I exploded into uncontrollable spasm. He rode it out in its entirety, afterward casually kissing the insides of my thighs and rising up on to his knees.

Again he smiled at me as he lifted his cock up to me. With a little pressure, he pushed his cock head up to my hole. My hips were already pushed all the way out and there was nothing that I could do to get him further into me. He just waited there for a moment, he must know how much that teases me. Then, fairly quickly, he pushed into me completely, causing me to lose my breath.

I was so wet that it was tough to get too much friction. That didn't seem to bother and I think it made him last longer than usual. At this point my eyeballs were permanently in the back of my head and I took his deep thrusts with loud moans and heavy breaths. He began grunting and I knew that he was about to cum. I squeezed down on his cock, massaging it with my pussy. After several more thrusts, he sighed, heavily and loudly, and collapsed on top of me.

We showered together and had a wonderful breakfast, spending the rest of the day driving up the coast and enjoying the beautiful weather. When we got back into bed that night, I was dying to suck him. I had been wanting to do it all day but the opportunity just wasn't there. Since he had to be up in a few hours for work, I told him that I wanted to play but asked if he would rather sleep. He told me that he could nap after work (GOOD ANSWER! - see previous post). I told him that there had been something that I had wanted to do all day as I dove under the sheets.

He had his underwear on and I kissed his belly, dragging my lips downwards across the front of his briefs. He tried to pull them off but I made him keep them on. I teased his cock through the cotton until he was rock hard. I drug my teeth along the shaft, making little bites; I breathed hard and heavy through the fabric, making his cock hot and moist; I kissed the head and stuck as much as I could in my mouth, all through the material.

Finally, I pulled down his shorts and went to town on his balls. I licked them up and down, kissing and sucking at them. His moans and hip thrusts were encouraging me to take his cock in my mouth, but I love to tease him so I grabbed his cock in my hand as I continued to enjoy the scene. I took his balls, one by one, into my mouth and flattened my tongue out, rubbing it along the skin. Finally, I kissed the base of his cock, and ran my tongue up the entire shaft.

When I got to the top, right underneath the head, I flicked my tongue across his shaft, all the way back down to the base. I laid little kisses up and down the shaft for several passes and just before he vocally begged me to take it in my mouth, I did. I slid his cock all the way down, deep down, and just waited. I stayed there and didn't move for as long as I could, pushing his cock back deep into my throat, as far as I could. Then I sucked at it and came up again. I did this many times, each time, his breathing got harder and his moans got louder.

Eventually he asked to be inside of me. After teasing him for so long and enjoying having him in my mouth, I was more than ready for that. He got up on his knees and holding my legs up, he slid into me. He likes this position but sometimes it can be too much for me. Hes not small and sometimes he bumps into my cervix, which is a little more than uncomfortable. I had to wiggle around and bend to make sure that it didn't hurt. Doing this, I found an unbelievable angle where he was rubbing right against my g-spot.

Needless to say, I was having quite a time and when he came, it happened to coincide with one of my many orgasms. There is something very satisfying about cumming at the same time. Its an intensity and satisfaction that is unmatched. He collapsed onto me again and almost instantly, we were asleep. I woke up this morning after he had left for work, I was still wet and in need of a shower and strong cup of coffee but satisfaction brought me back, back to a good place.

Balls

2006-07-12T01:19:00.000-04:00

Ive been obsessed with them lately. Balls. Even the word.
Like everything, I prefer them hairy.
And I like the ones that hang just a little, hang down, like succulent fruits for my pleasure.
The soft skin and sensitivity make them a nice place to stop and take some time.
I stay there and just tenderly play.
Little kisses on his balls make him moan.
Taking them into my mouth, one at a time, makes him climb the wall.
I love how they slap against my ass when he gets to going hard.
I love, even more, how they slap against my pussy when he is in me from behind.
But my favourite is watching them pull up as he gets closer and closer to cumming.
Like the rest of his body, they tense up just before the moment arrives.
They pulse when he releases.
And after it is all over, I love to kiss them back down again.

I'm back!

2006-07-12T01:18:00.000-04:00

I'm back in the good old U.S. of A. and Ive completed my list of things to do when I get home. The french guy picked me up from the airport, brought me a homemade hamburger dinner (complete with Boddington's), waited while I showered and pampered myself, and then we went to bed....

My big, fluffy, freshly sheeted bed, topped with my fuzzy blanket. Pure heaven. In Asia, I slept on plywood, literally. I longed for this feeling. I slipped in between the sheets and watched as he undressed.

There is a reason that I am so hot for him. He is absolutely gorgeous. Everyone I know seems to comment on his handsomeness but they have not seen him naked. The real beauty of his body is in its glorious nakedness. His golden skin, his perfect chest (dusted with hints of sliver), his incredible legs, and his thickening cock. Oh his cock....I had dreams of this while I was gone. Its quite thick, and somewhat veiny - thin veins run up and down the shaft. Its long too and when he is fully erect, I cant fit all of him in my mouth, no matter how hard I try.

He climbed into bed next to me and grabbed me up into his arms. He felt so warm, so nice. This is the oasis that I had been wandering in the desert for. I couldn't help but to rub up and down against his body. I stroked his chest, his hips, his thighs and brushed my pussy up and down against his knee. I arched my head up to look at him and he smiled at me, kissing me tenderly.

He rolled over on top of me and began to suckle my stiff nipples. "I missed you so much", he moaned, as he took it back into his mouth. Conveniently, I left the light on and was able to watch him: eyes closed, mustache brushing against my skin. It was almost too much, yet there was so much more to come.

He moved down between my legs, and groaned at my protest. "You smell so good, you feel so good", he says. I cant remember when my pussy was so wet, my clit so stiff. He licked and sucked at me for what seemed like hours. I couldn't tell you how many times I came. I just let go, I was his completely.

With that snarky french laugh, he moved up and kissed me. My juices were all over his face, his mustache soaked. Damn he looked so good. He slid his cock into me and I gasped. My pussy ached for him, he filled me up completely. Sliding up and down, I rubbed at my clit. It is normally very sensitive but I couldn't rub it hard enough this time. It all felt so good. Normally, he comes relatively quickly but this time, he just kept going. I came again, numerous times, so powerfully.

I was losing energy though, I think he could sense it. Traveling 30 hours does not come without its toll. He slid out of me, and placed his mouth on my pussy, once again. This time he sucked my hole, and I could feel his mustache brushing against my clit. He was rubbing his cock up and down against the bed, keeping it hard. I love watching his ass move up and down when he does this.

After what seemed like several minutes, and several hundred orgasms, I had to wave the white flag. I had to give up...I tried to communicate that but he wasn't having it. He slid up my body once more and thrust his cock into me. That feeling sent me into another body-quaking orgasm. His body tensed up and I knew that he was going to come. I talked him through it, stroking his ego as he stroked in and out of me.
With a few, short and tight thrusts, he was squirting come inside of me. His body relaxed and he collapsed beside me.

I cant tell you any more of what happened because for the next 12 hours, I was out, out cold....but happy. I'm home again. There's no place like it. Home.

Thoughts of the colonel

2006-07-12T01:17:00.000-04:00

I'm laying on my bed, on the fuzzy blanket, naked. I love the feeling of the fluffy softness against my skin. I begin to slide up and down against the blanket, pressing myself into the mattress.

I imagine your hands all over me, rubbing away the aches and pains. I imagine you sliding your body up and down against mine. Your cock hardens against my ass. My pussy wettens between my legs. You reach up between my thighs, up further and push a finger into me. I purr at the pressure and move my hips up. You kiss my shoulder and I shudder, wetness spilling out of me onto the blanket.

I come out of my dream like state...and write you an email.

awful, trashy, indecent poem

2006-07-12T01:16:00.000-04:00

I just sucked his cock
his married, long, slender cock
and I licked his balls
his hairy, sweet-smelling, delicious balls
I laid back on the bed,
the big, fluffy, squeaky bed
my head perched over the edge
face up, neck bent, careened over the edge
he went at me, fucking my throat
I struggled to force air down that throat
his cock throbbed as he shook my tits
he pulled out and squired all over those tits
the sounds of his moans filled my ears
the dripping come flowing down my neck and behind my ears
and after he left I went and wrote this poem
I wrote this awful, trashy, indecent poem

He made love to me.

2006-07-12T01:08:00.000-04:00

I was disappointed, two weeks and no sex for me. I was going crazy; I was looking around, somewhat desperately. I needed to be fucked, I craved it, and I had to have it.

Friday night, he picked me up; I was so horny I could have humped him in the car. I wished that he would pull over and take me right there. After all, he drives a van.

We got to his place, had a quiet dinner of Chinese takeout and a German white from California. He schools me in many things, wine included.

Soon after the dishes were cleared, it was time to head to the bedroom. He has started a new job that has him waking up at 4am. But, I have never been one to object to going to bed early with a man.

I lay in his bed, hair spread over the pillow, with that seductive look on my face. He joins me and asks if I would mind rubbing his head. He loves it but I was a bit disappointed because it usually puts him right to sleep.

So, I did rub his head, but made sure to run my hands all over his body, lightly touching his scrotum as I ran my hands between his thighs. A nice, long body massage tends to get me in the mood but it wasn’t working.

Disappointed as I heard the snores emanate from him, I rolled over on my stomach and drifted off to sleep. I slept in, well past the time that he left for work, annoyed, pissed and disappointed.

Saturday afternoon rolls around and he makes it back to me. In the door for a few minutes, he announces that he would like to take a nap, and asks me to rub his back for a few minutes.

Even more annoyed, but trying to be understanding, I follow him into the bedroom and rub his back. He thanks me and I get up to leave the room.

"Where are you going?” he asks.
"I was going to go in and do some reading while you take your nap".
"Get your clothes off and get your gorgeous ass into my bed".

Hmmm...was it time for an attitude adjustment? I loved that commanding tone from him. Maybe I would be getting what I’ve been waiting so long for. Maybe this time he would finally spank me.

I slowly peeled off my clingy magenta Henley, impishly stripping for him. I love the feeling of a bra and jeans; it makes me feel like the sexy farmer's daughter. I turned my back to him and slipped off my bra, allowing my heavy breasts to hang. My nipples stiffened as they hit the cool air. I turned back around, slowly unzipping my jeans and pulling them down my hips. I got them halfway down my thighs and again turned my back to him. I bent over and slid the jeans to my ankles.

"Nice red underwear, baby".

I smiled as I slipped them down my ass, still bent over. I hoped that this was working.

I hopped in between the sheets and pressed my nude body against his. He feels so good, so warm and his arms are my favourite place to be.

"This feels good, it's my favourite place to be", I tell him, "I needed this".

And I did...I was in such a funky mood. I had needed this since Thursday afternoon.

I don’t know how long we lay there but I was a little startled when he began petting me. First my hair, then my ears, my neck. Things were awakening within me. He moved to my breasts, slowly petting circles around them both until he zoned in on one nipple, pinching and plucking.

I was surprised how quickly it stiffened, this felt wonderful, tingly and exciting. He moved to the other breast and goose bumps spread across my body. My breath quickened as he kissed my neck. His tongue flicked at my ear and my body instantly tensed up. He probed my ear with his tongue and a flooding orgasm washed across my body.

Then I felt it, instantly, deeply, unbelievably. I felt Love. He was making love to me, pure love, coursing through me; he was playing me like an instrument, making love to every pore of my skin, every beat of my heart, every blink of my eye, every fibre of my being.

His hand moved to my pubic mound. Fully grown out, I haven’t shaved since our first date in February. My curls were moist and his fingers felt so good, pressing against my flesh in tight circles. He spread my lips apart, exploring every fold.

Instantly and consecutively, waves of orgasm hit me, crashing over and spilling waves of pleasure out of me. He held onto me tightly, kissing me slowly and moaning at my delight.

"I feel like I am being made love to".
"That’s because you are silly", he says as he slides down between my legs.

I think, this is not real, he is completely spoiling me. What is this going to do to me? Can I take this?

He pressed his tongue up against my willing pussy. He kissed my clit as I slid my hips open more, grabbing at his hair. I love looking down and seeing him enjoy my pussy so much. His coy, boyish looks and endearing dimples make me think of a six year old eating the last bowl of ice cream on the planet.

Soon he moved downward to lick and suck at my hole. I thought that I might die instantly as yet another wave of orgasm swept over me. This felt so different, so amazing. I had to relax and just enjoy his amazing efforts, I was powerless, I couldn’t have moved a muscle if I had to.

He moved up to kiss me. I voraciously suckled his lips, bathing in the intimacy. I love tasting myself on his lips. My come covered his face, moustache, sexy smile and all.

"I love you so much baby, you are so good to me", I offer up, between pants.
"That is because I do love you, and I’m going to make sure that you know it. Now, get on your stomach".

I happily roll over. This is what I wanted. This is what I desperately needed.

I laid flat on my stomach as he entered me from behind. His cock is somewhat large and feels so good inside me. I moan and sigh and can’t help but to buck my hips back against his. He rocks his hips and begins to fuck me.

An earthquake shudders through me and it feels as if my soul strings have been plucked. I melt into the bed below me. But, as he continues to fuck me more, my strength rises.

“Honey, you are so wonderful, you are so perfect”, dribbles out of my mouth. I have no censor at this point as I am basked in waves of pleasure. “You are so good to me, I love you so much”.

He grunts and seizes up; he is coming, coming hard. “Unh, unh, unnnnnnnnnnh”, he moans as he thrusts into me.

I scream and collapse into the pillow. He collapses on top of me. I was slain, I was dead, I didn’t know my name or where I was. I didn’t care; I was just there, in the moment, completely wasted.

He rolled off of me and I slid over, into his arms. It felt better than ever. The first snow was falling outside and we could see the snow piling up on the branches. It was more beautiful than ever. My life was changed; everything that I knew about sex, intimacy and this relationship had changed. It is better than ever.

I have been made love to. He made love to me.

Mr. Yikes strikes again

2006-07-12T01:07:00.000-04:00

I got the booty call. He seems to pop up when I'm in the funkiest of moods. Its good though, he seems to pull me out of them. There are no expectations here. I can be completely honest with him and he thinks I am a sex goddess. Poor guy.

He came over wearing a suit. Very nice look for him though I think he might be a little self conscious, he called it a costume. Though I didn't get the chance to undress him, if I had, Id have left that tie on him. He stripped down quickly to his t-shirt and boxers and laid down on my bed. I laid next to him and he asked me to take off my clothes. He admitted to enjoying watching me undress. If I hadn't been so self conscious myself, I would have had more fun with that. Maybe next time.

I don't recall too much of how it started. I think he dove mouth first into my chest. He was really enjoying sucking and nibbling on my responsive nipples. It felt great and I let him know. He ran one hand down my back, to my ass and began to lightly spank me, then a little harder, and a little harder yet. The intensity of it had me dripping.
He ran his hand down my ass and felt the wetness that he had produced.

He asked to taste me and I must oblige with such requests. This time it didn't take long, I was coming all over his mouth and fingers within minutes. I think he brought me to orgasm two or three times before stopping. You can tell that he enjoys it, hes very enthusiastic about eating pussy and he can locate a g-spot like no one I've ever met.

We laid on our sides, my back to his front. He was tweaking my nipples and I writhed around and tried to entice his cock with my ass. I reached back and began to stroke him while he fondled me. Still on our sides, I slipped the condom onto his stiff cock and he slid into my pussy. I bent forward a bit so that he could drive deep inside of me.

I don't know how long it went on, it felt like ages, me grinding on his cock, him sliding back into me, pulling out, stopping when trying not to come. I orgasmed so many times that I was reaching exhaustion.

I could tell that he was very close and I wouldn't stop grinding on him and making my pussy twitch for him. It became too much and he began thrusting hard into me. He is silent during most of our play, but he does let out some noise when he comes.

We laid there for a few minutes more, catching our breath and basking in the glow of what had just transpired. Yikes indeed.

Is there anything sexier than a man in a white t-shirt?

2006-07-12T01:06:00.001-04:00

He picked me up from the airport. As sweet as he is, there were multiple gestures of thoughfulness. It is very touching.

His dirtier side is just as appealing. I took a quick shower to wash off the red-eye staleness that I was feeling and wrapped myself in a short white robe. He was already in my bed, that coy boyish look in his eye. I hopped in between the sheets and rested my head on his chest. In my drowsy slumberish state, I rolled onto my side and he didnt miss a beat, he snuggled up behind me and as I wiggled around just a bit to see if he might be interested, he didnt disappoint me. He began to grind into me a bit. It was playtime...

I rolled him onto his back and then realized that he was just wearing a thin white t-shirt and nothing else. He couldnt have looked sexier, an oasis after my 2 week dry spell. The cotton tightly clinging to his gorgeous body, the white shirt contrasted by his golden skin, I could have devoured him forever.

I lifted his shirt and ran my face and mouth over his belly, chest and up to his neck. After sharing some of those signature deep passionate kisses, I worked my way back down as I removed my robe. His thickening cock was my target and I began to lick it all over. From the tip to the base, I let my tounge run wild, finally slipping it into my mouth. He was moaning for me and began to thurst into me. I could tell he missed me.

He pulled me up to him and kissed me. "My turn", he says as he slides in between my legs. I really dont remember how many times he made me come. He alternated between using his mouth and his cock in a cycle of pure bliss. Eventually he slid into me and began the quick thrusts that indicate that he is going to come. I felt his body tighten and back arch, he looks so adonis-like at this moment. I wrapped my legs around his body and pulled him deep into me as he collapsed into me.

We laid like this for a while until he finally slid out of me. He began to suckle my breasts and reached between my legs. I think he was trying to eke one more orgasm out of me. It worked, I totally lost it and felt like I was sent to another dimension. Im sure that we shared some pillow talk and such but the next thing that I actually remember is waking up two hours later. What a day.

Wow!

2006-07-12T01:06:00.000-04:00

First BDSM experience...
Bondage tape,
tight around my eyes,
he tapes me to the post
Just panties on,
pink lace
The feel of the whip across my shouders,
across my back,
across my ass
Light at first,
the intensity builds,
He backs off,
whipping the air,
I can feel it rushing past my body.
The handle,
taps me lightly,
runs up my body,
then back down,
Smacking hard on my ass now,
I have soaked my panties,
he tugs them up between my ass cheeks,
He kisses me,
it is full and perfect,
I try to be a good girl for him,
pressing my body up to him as he nears me,
curling under his touch.
He begins to whip me again,
it stings,
its too much,
Safe word spoken,
he stops,
He comes up under my arms and suckles my breast,
biting now,
I take it.
He tugs at my panties again,
what is that?
One side is cut,
then the other,
He slowly slides them up between my legs,
flirting with my cunt.
Do I want him to fuck me,
he knows that I do,
But we have agreed not to.
He pulls my hands loose,
he tells me that now I am to get off for him.
I am led away from the post,
he strips the tape away from my eyes,
I rub them,
he produces my vibrator.
I am laid on the couch,
I begin to rub my pussy.
He asks if I need lube,
no way....I am dripping wet.
he takes over,
fucking me with the vibrator.
I came numerous times,
each time more intense than the last,
Its too much,
I close my legs tight,
I curl up into a ball,
He kisses me,
we talk,
I have few words.....Wow....

It's going to be a wonderful day

2006-07-12T01:05:00.000-04:00

I got some last night, it was great.

We got back to my place after dinner and he was having a headache. He laid down on my bed and was trying to relax. He loves having his head rubbed and fingers run through his hair so I laid next to him and just stroked his forehead, hoping to make him feel better. Well, he fell asleep. I wasn't sure what to do, should I stay there, should I get up...then I remembered that there is this lingerie outfit that I have been wanting to show him.

I got up and went into the bathroom and put it on. Pink and black striped corset with a pink ribbon running up the back, fishnet hose (my first time wearing those, very hot I have to say) and black lace cheeky panties with a pink ribbon running up the back. I thought I looked pretty damned hot.

When I came out of the bathroom he had gotten a little more comfortable, getting under the sheets and just wearing a white t. He looked so good in it, his skin is nice and tan and the contrast is alluring.

I laid on the bed next to him and when he opened his eyes, he was very happy, he had such a grin on his face. He ran his hands up and down my legs, feeling the stockings under his fingers, ran them across my ass and gave it a nice squeeze.

I'm very into his chest and lifted his shirt, exploring the now familiar territory. I began kissing him all over from chest to belly to his sides, occasionally teasing his nipples with my tongue. His skin was warm and soft and my lips pulled at it like I was eating a peach. Something came over me, I became really turned on and feverishly began devouring him. I nibbled at his side a bit and looked down to see his rather ample cock fully erect.

I moved to his belly button, kissing all around softly, then without warning, slid his cock deep into my mouth, but just for a second. I pulled it out and licked all the way down the shaft while running my hand between his legs and cradling his balls. I imagined that I would like more of the all over playfulness but I reminded myself that he isn't a woman (grin) and focused on pleasuring his cock. He reached down and began playing with my tits, pulling them out of the top of the corset. I wrapped them around his cock and the feeling had me on the edge.

I pulled up and took off the corset, then straddled him and kissed his lips, his neck, his chest. He was grinding into my pussy and pulled me up so that he could suck my nipples. It felt so good and with him grinding into me, all I wanted to do was fuck him and fuck him hard. I got up to take the rest of the outfit off and made sure to give him a nice visual. I bent over and slid the panties and stockings off in one move. From the side and completely bent in half, I watched him watch me as I slowly ran my hands from my ass down to my toes.

Not wasting too much time, I climbed back on top of him and soon he slid his cock into me. The feeling was indescribable. Pure pleasure. I bucked my hips and rode him to I don't know how many head swimming orgasms. When I could tell that he was close, I intensified my grinding. He tends to give it four or five, slow deep thrusts when he comes. But I think I gave him at least a 3 to 1 ratio on that. For each time he thrust into me from below, I pumped my hips to get a few extra in. It felt so damned good all I could think about was what a good fuck he is.

After we both came, I was exhausted and had to get off and rest, so I rolled off of him and laid next to him on my back. It was just about 30 seconds and he was between my legs lapping at my pussy in such intensity that I came again for him very very soon. It was too much for me but he would not stop, kept going and going fucking me with his fingers as he slayed me with his tongue.

When we were finished, I truly did not know who or where I was. It felt like I was high and I hadn't had anything more than one glass of wine at dinner. The endorphins were doing their job. He was talking to me but I couldn't tell you what he was talking about. I was in a state of ecstatic bliss.

He got up and we shared a glass of some wonderful muscat that I picked up on my latest trip out to California. I love the taste of wine on his lips. He was talking to me about wine and corks but I kept interrupting him with deep, full kisses.

He stayed and slept over all night. I don't recall when I have had such a restful slumber. He left just about an hour ago now and although I haven't looked outside yet, I can tell you that its going to be a wonderful day. :-)

Early morning with no need for coffee

2006-07-12T01:04:00.001-04:00

When he kissed me, he told me that it was the first time he had kissed a woman in a long time. There is nothing sadder than a neglected husband. Here is this man, beautiful light brown bedroom eyes, soft full lips, handsome as hell, yearning for the pleasure of a woman's touch.

Lucky me, I suppose, he didn't want much, I doubt he expected much. But I wanted to make him feel like a man.

He said that he had never been with a woman with such big "uhhhhm" as he removed my sweatshirt. I had nothing on underneath and felt very exposed. He took off his shirt and t-shirt revealing a delightfully hairy chest and belly. The dark hair swirled on top of his deeply olive skin.

He laid me down on the bed and lowered himself onto me. He delighted in squeezing my breasts and suckling them like an ace. His mouth was wonderfully soft and sensual.

He reached for my belt and zipper, soon exposing my panties. He pulled my jeans down to my hips and I stood up for him. I pulled off my jeans, throwing them down to the floor. He removed his jeans to reveal a charming wet spot on his boxers.

He knelt before me, sliding my panties down to my knees and slipping his hand in between my legs. He rubbed around the outside of my pussy before finding my clit and gently caressing it. I came surprisingly quickly as he kissed my hip.

He again laid me down, this time on the corner of the bed. Asking me if I liked my pussy licked and getting an approving answer, he opened me up and set my legs on his broad shoulders. His tongue lapped at me in quick, short thrusts. I could tell that he liked it and it felt incredible. I am naturally vocal but I made sure to make noise for him and let him know that he was doing great.

He started moaning a bit, I couldn't hold back anymore, I love hearing a man in pleasure. I came all over his face as he continued licking me. He moved up to kiss me, wet chin and all. I enjoyed tasting myself off of his lips.

His cock rested on my belly and I slid my hand down to begin stroking him. His ample amounts of pre-cum made a great lube as he slid over my stomach and between my breasts. His sweetness motivated him to kiss my forehead.

He slid up further on the bed and I moved next to him. I asked if I could suck him, trying to respect any boundaries that he may have had. Once getting approval, I slid his cock into my mouth, softly caressing it with my tongue.

What a nice cock it is, I made sure to tell him. I love giving a man compliments. They never expect it like a woman might.

I really enjoyed sucking his cock and he noticed.
"You act like you might even enjoy that".
"I absolutely do".
"I didn't know that was possible".
Poor guy.

I moved between his legs and kissed the head of his cock while I ran my tongue down the shaft and began to lap at his balls. He was playing with my hair and watching me worship his tool, my breasts pressed against his thighs.

Aesthetically pleasing as he is, I had a hard time keeping my eyes open. I was really getting into feeling him twitch and flex inside of my mouth. I slid my hand down on his shaft, using my spit to lube his cock.

It wasn't too long and he was warning me that he was going to come. I changed nothing, hoping that he would let himself go. He must have thought that I was worried about having some come in my mouth. I beared down on his cock, putting the head at the back of my throat and tilting my head back and forth.

As he came, he wrapped his legs around my back and thrust into me with delightful aurally pleasing moans. I was happy to make him happy, I didn't stop right away, allowing him to enjoy the entire orgasm inside of me. I kept going until I felt him soften inside of my mouth.

I pulled up and swallowed quickly, then suckling the head of his member. I kissed his hips and belly and moved up beside him. We laid there for a bit more, talking and touching. He is wonderfully sensual, something that I can certainly appreciate. I am looking forward to another morning spent assisting in his sexual expression.

I thought this was fitting:
Three billion people on the face of the earth go to bed hungry every night, but four billion people go to bed every night hungry for a simple word of encouragement and recognition. -Cavett Robert

Yikes

2006-07-12T01:04:00.000-04:00

Last night, I was in the funkiest of moods, it was a rough day. Mothers day always presents me with some amount of angst. It was very spontaneous. "come over" and he did. He walked into my place, "got any pot?". My kind of guy. I love mixing pot and sex.

We have been talking for a while, and even met for lunch once, but we had yet to share anything more intimate than a hug. Still, he knew what I liked, what I desired and wasn't getting.

He asked for my feet. I love having my feet touched, its pacifies me in a way that I cannot describe. He began to rub them and tell me how much he liked them.

My husband used to act as if this was a total chore and that made me not want to ask, even though I love it so. I imagine thats how some married men are about oral sex. They love it while their wives hate it. So, when the wife is 'nice enough' to do it for them, they never get to fully enjoy it.

He began to kiss my feet and the strangest sensation washed over me. He was sucking at my big toe. Wow. No one had ever done that before. What a feeling. Warm and wet and he would even bite at them a bit. He moved on to all of my toes, in succession. A very sensual man, a very lucky woman indeed.

We began kissing and this lead to our shirts coming off. Upon seeing my breasts, "yikes". There is a very playful child like quality to him. I enjoy that. I'm still very much a child at heart as well. He was very tender with my breasts, rolling the nipples and eventually suckling them with fervor.

He also knew that I like being spanked, and that I never get it hard enough. He had me lie on my stomach as he laid next to me. He started with short quick swats, building up slowly to just the right amount of sting. I told him when it was just right, I think he would have kept intensifying the force had I not. It felt great, a nice, sharp swat and a rub, and again, and again. He kept up for quite a while. I loved it and it made me come.

When he saw the red marks on my ass, I think he felt bad. But I asked him not to, it was wonderful. As I write, I can recall the stinging with vividity.

He rolled me over and began to service me orally. He was spoiling me, for sure. I cannot recall ever getting better than this. I was on the verge of coming for so long, having several small quakes, but never the full flooding orgasm that I could feel was just right there. One problem with pot, for me at least, is that it takes forever for me to come when high.

Time just stood still for me while he was down there. He was a total trooper, he kept going. His tongue was perfection, lapping at my clit, rolling around my pussy with ease. I came so hard, huge waves transversed over my body. Just recalling it has my breath quickening.

It was my turn. Wow. The shape of his cock was just perfect. I was able to get it deep into my mouth with total ease. He liked it too, I could tell. I wanted to make him come but he stopped me.

I came to lie next to him, me on my side and he on his. He had one arm wrapped around me, over my shoulder and around my neck, holding me. I could feel his stiff cock in the small of my back, I moved my ass around, trying to entice him to fuck me from behind.

I don't recall all of the details after this, because at this point, I had come so many times and so hard my senses were blissfully impeded.

I know that he reached into my pussy while behind me and it made me come instantly. I know that we did end up fucking for what seemed like forever. His cock felt so good inside of me. I remember rotating my hips around with every thrust. He was great, trying to stave off the impending orgasm. He made me stop a number of times. I didn't want to.

At one point, he was fully outside of me and lying on his back. I was using my hands on him and discovered this two handed technique that he seemed to enjoy. He wanted to fuck me again. I offered up my willing pussy and it didn't take long before he did come for me.

What a climax to a marathon session. I wanted to collapse and melt into my bed. It was so fitting for my mood, bringing me out of the funk that I had experienced that day. He felt so good, he was so good, a very comforting lover, extremely sensual and so gratifying. Thank you.

Today's trash of a poem

2006-07-12T01:03:00.001-04:00

I don't want to fall in love with him
he will just end up hurting me
but its probably too late
I probably already do love him
thats what happens when you start fucking
someone that you like
someone that you respect
and care for.
Which came first? I don't know really
He's all wrong for me
ridiculously wrong for me
but he is that warm spot
that warm tenderness that I crave so much
that I need
life's milk really
to be beaten, tortured, slain
left for emotional death
then to have this
these sweet, unreal moments
it's a fantasy
I know
I don't want to fall in love with it
it will just end up hurting me

Mon Homme

2006-07-12T01:03:00.000-04:00

My man
of pleasure
of moment
makes me warm
makes me wet
…Consistently decadent

cannot be awake
cannot be true
A mind like this
And a body too
…I coo

sweet as honey
smooth as silk
velvet cock
life’s milk
…spirits thilk

Paroxysmal excitement

2006-07-12T01:02:00.001-04:00

Transversing through
…Undetectable
Transferring force
Through the flesh
Approaching the target
Waves rising
Rolling along now
Building and accreting
Breath shallows
Cresting
…Breaking
Rushing over
Spilling
Flooding
Engulfing
Pulling back
Draining
…rising again?

Handsome Jack

2006-07-12T01:02:00.000-04:00

Last night I went to a classic rock/blues show with a very platonic friend. It was a good show, people were having a good time and the mood totally relaxed me. Well, my platonic friend had to work the next day and headed out, but I decided to stay for the rest of the show.

About 15 minutes later, I was feeling very enticed and placed what is essentially a booty call to this new guy that I have been talking to. He gets me going as he is very attentive and has a great intuition. He pinned down my submissive tendencies with only a few discrete statements.

So I took a cab to see him. We talked on his couch for a few and he all of a sudden just came to me and kissed me. He is a great kisser, something that I truly appreciate. I enjoy it quite a bit and have found that if someone is a good kisser, the experience is going to be 'all right'.

Very quickly we moved into the bedroom. He told me to take off my blouse and undershirt, revealing a white, silky bra, which he then removed. My breasts were very pert for him, my nipples round and erect, like little stiff bubbles. He was very astute and gave them great attention. I think that I could have came from that alone.

I pulled his shirt off to reveal an amazingly hairy chest. Dark swirls of thick fur and a charming grey patch at the center. I got lost in his chest, rubbing my face all over, enjoying the sensation.

He unbuckled my jeans and told me to take my pants off. I happily obliged. He began to touch my pussy all over, rubbing and stroking the outside. When he reached in a little further, he noticed how wet I was and told me that I wasnt kidding, I really was worked up when I called.

He slid one finger, then two fingers inside of me and began banging away while alternating between kissing me and sucking my nipples. He was very good, soon locating and stroking my g spot. I came quickly and then about 30 seconds later, came in what felt like a second orgasm literally on top of the first.

He said "thats what you needed" as he removed his hand from my pussy and stuck his fingers in my mouth. I greedily suckled them to try to get a good taste of myself. He kissed me again and laid on his back beside me.

I unbuckled his belt and he unzipped his pants. He wasnt wearing any underwear (for shame, I think Im developing a fetish). I placed my nose under his bellybutton and ran my hands down his thighs. I noticed that he was waching me so I made it a point to make eye contact as I slid his semi-flacid cock into my mouth.

He wasnt huge but he did not make it easy for me. I ran my tounge all over, trying to find the spots that he enjoyed. He didnt let on too much. I alternated between fast and slow, but couldnt tell which he enjoyed most. I used my hand a bit but didnt get any response. He reached down and stroked himself a bit while I sucked his balls and that seemed to get a good rise. He also seemed to like it when I took him completely into my mouth and just tilted my head back and forth a bit.

After a while, he pulled me up next to him and told me to show him how I touch myself. I spread my legs wide open and began rubbing my clit with one hand and stroking the outside of my pussy with the other. He was stroking himself for me, which is a huge turn on. I was getting really close to coming again when he got up on his knees and slid his cock back into my mouth.

He shoved his fingers back into my pussy while I rubbed my clit and sucked him like mad. I was so worked up (as I write this, I can feel my pussy getting engorged and moist). He came in my mouth as I was coming on his fingers. It was amazing. I swallowed all of his come and kept him in my mouth for a bit afterwards.

We kissed again. It was a nice release on top of a great evening. He gave me the option of staying over but Ive been really restless lately and I would have felt bad keeping him up all night. I caught a cab and headed back to my environs.

Friday Night

2006-07-12T00:59:00.000-04:00

I guess the deal last night that got my attention was that he said that he doesnt like receiving oral and only comes from oral sex about 10% of the time because "too many women dont know how to do it right". Well, that sounded like a challenge to me. I need to learn how to pass up challenges, but there is great appeal in a challenge, sexual or otherwise. By the way, he came and it wasnt a challenge at all.

We met up and had a couple of drinks. The place was really noisy so discret conversation was pretty easy. We talked about past sexual experiences and likes/dislikes. This is where he told me about his distaste for receiving oral sex. Anyhow, the conversation was easy and he was a 'nice guy' type. I sort of told myself 'what the hell' and we came back to my place.

We started out on my bed, just talking some more. He had been through a breakup recently and seemed to want to talk about that a lot. Apparenly she was strikingly beautiful and they were great friends, but they just didnt have a sex life at all.

We started kissing and kissing lead to his pants and my shirt off. I wore a pink bra and matching panties. He was into that. He told me that he was a 'boob man'. Lucky for him.

I started off sucking his cock a bit. He wasnt very big, deep throating him was really easy. Apparently he had just shaved that night, for the occassion, I suppose. He stopped me after a while because he said that he didnt want to come yet.

His shirt and my bra came off. He was sucking my nipples, which are really responsive. And then he started flicking his tounge back and forth on them, it drove me wild. He got up and sat between my legs 'indian style'. It was really hot watching him unbuckle my belt, unzip my pants and start to pull my jeans off of my hips. Now I know why this excites guys so much before getting head.

He started kissing my thighs and then moved to kissing my pussy through my panties. Watching this was amazing, plus it felt great. He nuzzled my pussy quite a bit and mentioned that my panties were getting wet, that we better take them off. I was soaked and he was into that.

He started licking my pussy all over and went straight for the clit. To be honest, there was a little too much clit stimulation for me, but it still felt pretty good. He put one finger inside of me, then two. It felt like he was petting the inside of my pussy with his fingers, sort of moving them up and down a bit. I came once, fucking his hand and getting my clit sucked on. He didnt stop and in about a minute, I came again.

He was still hard at this point and wanted to fuck me. I reached over and got a condom, he wanted to put it on. He slipped inside of me and began banging away. I grabbed the backs of my thighs and angled up a little to get better penetration. He came in about a minute or so, hearing him come made me go again too.

We laid there for a while talking some more and I dont really remember how it happened but he was sporting another erection in about 5 minutes. This was my chance to demonstrate my oral skills. Earlier he had told me that to him, good oral was a combination of hand, lips and tounge. I paid attention to that and he ended up coming with a fair amount of ease. He apologized for coming in my mouth, I thought that was sort of odd. I dont mind it at all and even then, there was only about two drops worth.

At this point, it was about 1am and so he left. He talked like he wants to get together again. I headed into the shower...