Why am I showing this picture again?? Well, for one- I love it. I absolutely love having a cock. However- the other reason is that this cock is different from my original one. The harness comes with a jelly dildo. This is no jelly dildo.

This is the Purr from Tantus Silicone. Bravo to them for creating another fantastic toy. It is a vibrating dildo- that has a micro bullet that fits into the end, or you can remove it. This is my second Tantus vibrating Dildo (remember Goliath?…. sigh…..) I usually remove the microbullet, the watch batteries… ugh. However….

When used with the harness- the top of the bullet rests inbetween my pussy lips and hits my clit. Not the vibrations I love, but you know, when I was stroking my cock and it was vibrating my clit- well let me tell you that I was not complaining at all. Minus the harness, this dildo fucks pretty well.

I laid in bed last night moving it in and out of my pussy. Feeling the ridges- the vibrations at the base of the dildo massaging me and the curved end pushing against my g-spot. I thought of Marcello, and what he said about wanting to make me gush on his face. I have yet to do it on my own. I try, but it just doesn’t happen. Quickly the dildo warmed to my body temperature and I spread my legs to take it deeper. It curved right to my body- the ridges and the vibrations filling me. Pushing against my g-spot, I buried it in deep and rocked my hips as I thrust, feeling it- that delicious graze against my g-spot. That scratch that makes me melt.

Groaning, I thought about Z. How very much I miss him lately, always. The wonderful way he controls my body and how much I really need that right now. I am overwhelmed lately- and I just want to surrender my body to the arms of someone I trust. I don’t know who to trust anymore, really I don’t. Submission is my refuge, and with someone I trust- I can let go of it all and find true release. I really do have these ridiculous fantasies about having a loving relationship that is sexually satisfying, with a man that I can keep. Sometimes those fantasies are sexier than anything else.

I continued to dig that dildo deep into my cunt, feeling that strange pressure that makes me feel like I need to pee- but knowing that I don’t. I rocked my hips back and forth, letting the head of the dildo push and tingle on my g-spot until it felt like it swelled over and engulfed it. The images in my head, when I allow myself to think about them, are so decadent and vivid in my brain- it overwhelms me. I held on to the wide base of the dildo and thrust it faster and harder. I spit on two fingers and rubbed circles around my clit. It was fat and swollen.

The burning inside me took over, my hands started to cramp from the intensity of my movements, but I did not stop. I tried to breathe, and not tense up my muscles. I did not want a headache, and I wanted to let my body feel every ounce of this. The change in my breathing almost threw me off, but I quickly regained momentum and with wider thrusts of my hips- my sex opened up and the burn inside my gspot spread throughout me. Me legs opened wide, my hips raised off the bed as I furiously rubbed my clit and fucked my pussy harder and harder. I cried out Z’s name, which I don’t do all the time anymore like I used to, but it still makes me cum so hard. My nipples were hard and my skin tingled. I could feel each of the ridges inside me rattling my sex as I groaned harder, the waves washing over me- consuming me.

When I pulled it out- my juices were dripping off of it. Purring, indeed.