Bad Bad Girl

If the conversation is engaging and interesting and hot… all the other stuff is just gravy right??

I like to talk. I’m always disappointed when you reach that point in a new ‘relationship‘ that the conversation stops being all the time and dwindles down to like twice a day. That point is usually right after the first time you have sex. It’s a shame, but I admit I’m sometimes guilty of it too. Even if two people are really in to each other, or at least still very interested in fucking… that constant contact doesn’t last.

The Chef, however… that conversation is still so hot. So hot it has me twisted and at this point I don’t look at his pictures, but I just listen to his voice and wonder. and wait. And hope that once I have him… it doesn’t stop.  I would be disappointed.  Someties I wonder if we are just good on the phone, on email, text and IM.  I hope we don’t totally fizzle in person.

I highly doubt it.

(picture from le chagrin)

The conversation is like edging.  His words, like sliding my fingers down inside my panties to stroke my swollen labia.  He tells me how much he wants me, as my fingers soak in my wetness, skidding my fingertips over my clit.  He talks about licking my pussy I make circles around my clit with two fingers.  His breathing, the fast rhythm of his words building me up.  I can feel the blood rushing through my body.  Deeper than the head of my clit, down deep along each side of my pussy.  My body shakes as his words bite at me.  My orgasm burns from deep at the base of my sex and explodes as his name pours from my lips.  again and again….

I’m left sweating and breathless.  Yet still unsatisfied.

Yes, it’s just edging.  Teasing.

For now.

He asked for pictures of my coochy….

“Ummm… sure if you promise NEVER to call it that again!!”

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Have you tried this stuff??  Do you use Coochy Cream?

coochy cream

It really is awesome.  Sometimes I gotta take a break from the sex toys and go for something different.  I was first introduced to Coochy Cream about 4 years ago and when I do shave downstairs, I use it all the time.  It’s thick, almost like lotion, but with consistency like hair conditioner.  It’s shaving lotion, you know, for your coochy.

Really- I hate the name.

I’m 37, I just…. can’t.

Anyway- despite the name… this is really awesome stuff.  If there was ever an awesome sauce, this is it.  It is a nice thick lotion that will reduce bumps and razor rash, it will over time often the follicles, making the hair grow in thinner.  You can use it on your bikini area, your legs, armpits.  Guys, you can use it on your hair, your balls, and even your face!!  It’s smooth and smells good.  Now, I have pretty coarse hair, and I really like this stuff.  It does make it come in a little thinner.  It leaves my pussy supple and smooth.  It also works GREAT as a conditioner for your hair.  You know, the hair on your head.  There’s even directions for ‘hair conditioner’ on the bottlee.

It comes in three scents, Pear Berry, Green Tea, and the Original Scent which is kinda powdery fresh.  I got the travel kit, which comes with all three scents in small one ounce sizes.  You don’t need much, really.  I think a 16oz bottle would last a year!!

What also comes in the travel kit is the Shave Protection Mist.

This is great stuff.  It’s a mist that you spray on after shaving.  It creates a nice barrier over your newly shaved skin, protecting you further from razor burn, or chafing.  My brother uses this stuff on his face.  It is made with all sorts of extracts.  You know, or chamomile and other flowers and stuff.  It has kind of an alcohol-y smell, so it’s not really a great idea to spray and play.

So use the cream and the spray and you’ll have smooth, skin with minimal bumps and razor burns!!

Here’s some shaving tops I’ve learnd over the years about shaving your pink parts.

• if you’re new, or it’s been a while, trim it down a bit
• exfoliate the first using a loofah or firm shower scrunchie
• if you have coarse hair- apply the coochy cream and let it soak in a little.  I usually put it on before I get in the shower, it doesn’t rinse off quickly.  I wash my hair and my body and let it rinse off with my shower, and then reapply a little to shave.  Like I said, it doesn’t take much.
• use a single blade razor

If you have any more tips, feel free to leave em in the comments.

I got the Inflatable Love Pillow from eXtremeRestraints.com and I was curious to try it.  Despite what I had heard.  When it came in the box with the rest of my stuff from eXtremeRestraints.com I simply had to giggle.  What it is, based on the packaging is “The Pushin Cushin.”  I went from giggling, to laughing when I showed it to my husband and heard him say, outloud, “The PUSHIN Cushin??”

Unfortunately the pictures on eXtremeRestaints.com are copywrited, otherwise I would post them.  It’s only with those pictures that you can get a good idea of what this pillow is supposed to do.

Measurements are 34″ long x 22″wide x 14″ deep.

Like it’s name, it’s inflatable.  It’s basically a triangle shaped air mattress with a velvety cover.  It comes with a pump. Lilly also did a video on the pump that really cracked me up.  Now I did notice the squeeky noise, but it only did that when I was actually pumping it.  The pump went relatively quickly for me, but of course we were not in the heat of the moment.

I can see how this is something that you would need to have ‘ready.’  We did fool around a little bit on the pillow once it was blown up.  We pulled it on the bed.  Laying on it,  it supported my back in the missionary postions, but with my legs up, it did make me feel a little more folded in half.  Also on the bed, it felt wobbly.  I didn’t feel like I was going to roll off, but it didn’t feel very secure.   I bend over the hig end for doggy style, but tt didn’t do so well at the edge of the bed, my weight sort of pulled the pillow backwards.  Perhaps it’s because my legs are not long enough to rest my knees on a matress with give, and still bend forward.  We moved it to the floor, and that was better, but then he was kneeling on the floor and that wasn’t exactly what we had in mind.

The picture on site, picture number 1, shows the girl inverted.  I tried that, and yeah, it didn’t work.  When the pillow is fully inflated, it makes quite a slope.  And you know, I’m a big girl.  Gravity- you can imagine.  It was pretty fucking funny and at this point the sex had kind of stopped.  We let some of the air out, and it was a little more comfortable but then sort of lost it’s purpose.

I am hoping to get a Liberator Ramp soon.  I think what is needed for this kind of thing is not an inflatable pillow, but an actual pillow that will lift and support, not JUST lift.  It’s like comparing an airmattress to a REAL mattress.  The airmattress will do- but if you want real comfort, it’s best to pay a little more.

Oh, do you have a Hitachi yet??  And OMG can someone teach me THIS rope tie???

I’m feeling less than sexy lately.  I’m feeling… blah…

I don’t think I’m going to stay with these dating sites when my month long paid memberships are done.  I’ve recieved a total of over 500 emails, and I’ve sent over 150.  Rarely did I send the first email.  Some were more than once, obviously.  I have been on 4 dates.  #4 (the coffee date guy) and I have a second date scheduled.  I have not met The Chef yet (the one with the eyes who I will not be meeting for coffee), but I will.  We are having some scheduling conflicts, but he’s worth the wait, for sure.  There’s another guy I talked to on the phone today, and we’ll see how that goes but I’m wondering if maybe it just happened at a bad time because right now I’m feeling a bit too detached to make a connection.

I just had something kind of personal happen to me this week- that is making me feel disconnected and sad.  While part of me wants to deal with it by fucking my way through the emotional pain of dealing with tragedy.  Actually meeting up with this dbags who email with things like “open wide” and “have some a dis!”  and just pretend like I feel fine, and fuck many and often, until I feel nothing and move on.  I know that I just can’t do that.  I’m not THAT dead on the inside.  This would be a good time to have some sort of relationship, even it if was with a friend I occasionally had sex with.

Part of me simply does not want to deal with this, because I just don’t know how.  I tried to reach out to someone, maybe he was the wrong person, but really he was the right person, just for some emotional support, because, well- I thought I could.  However, I guess I can’t.  So I just don’t know what to do or how to deal right now.  I think I’m kind of faking my way through this week because I feel kind of dead.  I work with sick people, I live with a sick person.  However this is different.  This is death.  I just don’t know how to… I just don’t know how.

My plans with The Chef fell through, and honestly, I’m kind of glad they did.  Not because I don’t want to meet him, but because I’m emotionally and physically not present.  I want to be present for him. I want to experience him.  I think I even have a sex crush on him.

However, my heart hurts right now.  I’m angry and confused and just sad.  I’m  going through the motions because life goes on, for now, apparently.

I had a coffee date yesterday.  Another guy I met from one of the sites I am trolling.  He was friendly and open minded and his pictures were pretty hot.  The problem was that he didn’t have a picture on it.  You know… I need a face picture.  After he showed up on my page time and time again… I finally emailed him.

Sorry it took me forever to get back to you. I have this weird prescreening thing, that I don’t respond to people won’t show their face. I guess it’s shallow, but I don’t assume that is not part of the reason that guys contact me- cause they’ve seen my face and they think I’m at least not ‘unattractive’. I’m really not hung up on looks either, I just just figure, fair is fair right?? Besides, what if it turns out that you are someone that I know??

However, so often the picture of that really great ass comes up on my screen so this morning- I decided, maybe if I ask- he’ll send a picture and we can be even!!  So- what do ya say?? Can you ease my mind that you are not a co-worker, a cousin, or a husband of one of my friends??

He asked me for my phone number and said he could text me one.  I sent it, and we chatted a bit back and forth before he sent me the picture.  He wasn’t familiar- and was a decent looking guy.  He looked pretty young though.  Much younger than his claimed 35.

So after a day worth of chatting it turns out we had a lot in common and we decided we’d meet for coffee.  Coffee, because neither of us had the time for much more than that this week.  If he had time for sex, I’d have preferred that instead.  I fucking hate the coffee dates.  Really.  I hate that preliminary stuff.  I mean, everyone is on thier best behavior on a coffee date, right?  Nobody is themself on the coffee date before the sex date.  Even if the sex doesn’t happen, you can be sure that they person you met on the coffee date was on his best behavior.  I mean even I try to watch my mouth and not say ‘fuck’ all the time.  I try to be less obvious of a slut.

Luckily I got there first.  I like arriving first, I hate walking into a room looking for someone.  So I was there, sipping my WAY TOO BIG iced coffee when he arrived.  He had texted and said to look for the crazy fucking handsome guy in a blue shirt.  We’ll I’d seen his picture… ok, sure.

So when a crazy fucking handsome guy in a blue shirt actually walked in… I thought- wait, that can’t be him.

Oh- hells yes it was!!!

Turns out- the photo he sent does not do him justice.  No, not at ALL.    It’s promising- we’ll see.

Which brings me to a question.  Almost every guy I’ve met looks better in person than in thier pictures.  What about me?  Do I look better in person than in pictures?  I’m always afraid it’s the opposite.  I’m always terrified that the guy is going to leave thinking, ‘ah- she’s prettier in her pictures.’  So a handful of you know what look like, in person and in photos.  What do you think?  Am I prettier in person??

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I hope to have a date next week with a different guy.  A sex date.  Tall, dark hair and these eyes that drew me in.  By the second conversation, I was in my bed, jerking off on the phone to him while he was at work in a room full of people.  He was able to talk- and talk he did.  It didn’t take much, and I was cumming.  Once, and twice… while he told me how much he wanted to finger my pussy and ass.  How he wanted to fill me deep and feel me shaking beneath him.  And a third time.

Delicious.

Even hotter that he was surrounded by people.  Able to speak outside of earshot- but clearly in plain view of people.  It was torture for him, and sexy as fuck for me.  And it’s been that way ever since.  We talk often, and the attraction just grows stronger.  His voice makes me ache.  His tone and his words and the way sex just sorts of drips into my ear.

I don’t think I’ll be meeting him for coffee.

Unless there’s a place that you can get coffee and fuck.

The Strapless Strap-On

or… how to scare the hell out of a guy who says he’s ‘open’ to anal play

or… how to tell if your kegel exercises are working

or… how BBG fucked a silicon pussy

Take Your Pick

The first time I saw the Feeldoe was at one of those sex toy parties.  The consultant was talking about how she wore it around the house, tucked into her jeans but pretty much soaked through them from all the extra lubricant her pussy was making due to the g-spot vibrations.  It was at this very party that I bought my first rabbit vibrator, and it changed the way I jerk off forever.  She wasn’t kidding about the extra lubricant from the gspot play.

The Feeldoe Slim is obviously a strap on, that doesn’t strap.  You CAN however, use a strap on that has a hole, for extra support.  In the absence of that- it’s supported only by your pubococcygeus muscles and your closed legs.  Are we doing our kegels ladies??  Now I’ve used the Share from Fun Factory before and I could not keep it in.  Of course I was also not in the right position to do it, but I don’t think I could have walked and kept it in, to be honest.  Why? Well the shape of the insertable end on the the Share is more oblong-ish and the insertable part of the feeldoe is more round, kind of a large egg.  4 inches around.

It was large enough, without a pointed end for insertion that it took some lube and a little bit of force to push it into place.  Once it was in, it felt pretty securely in place.  I was able to walk around a little bit. Without feeling like it was going to slip right out.  I stoop with my legs open, and it did stay in.  When I bent my knees, it started to slide out, but that didn’t surprise me really.  I was impressed that it stayed in with my legs apart, and that I was able to bend my knees quite a bit before it slipped out.  Yah for those Kegels!!!  I have a supervag!!  Well, who knows, maybe with MORE practice I will be able to hold it in while in a squatting position.

So my test on this- originally, my goal was to fuck someone.  Isn’t that always my goal?  However- without an ass or a pussy to fuck- I decided to try the next best thing.  Fake pussy.

Ok, ok… stop laughing.  Fake pussy and a fake cock??  What’s the purpose of THAT??  Fake or real, I’m not going to feel whats at the END of the Feeldoe Slim.  I didn’t have access to a REAL person to fuck, so I compromised.  I wanted to fuck something- I wanted to feel what this baby could do, against resistance.

So fake pussy in place on my bed- and Feeldoe jutting out from my girl parts I went forth with my experiment.  I turned on the bullet, which is actually very unfortunately placed if you are already WEARING the Feeldoe.  Not inaccessible, just not convenient.  I turned it on, and immediately felt that warm buzzing inside me, against my G-spot.  If I didn’t know better, I’d think that there was a vibrating bullet inside that egg that was inside me.  It was a perfect transfer of vibration.  Soo good.  I looked down at my blue cock.  Wishing for just a moment that I actually HAD hair on my pussy, just cause that would have looked kind of cool.  I stroked it for a second, feeling the movement inside me.  I lubed it up, and lubed up my fake pussy.

The bed was a perfect height for me, so I slid my cock into it.  How does that feel?  Hmmm- the hell if I know!!!

What I did feel though, was the vibrations against my G-spot.  The Feeldoe is shaped somewhat like a check mark.  If you press down on the shaft, it pushes the egg forward.  Right against my g-spot.  I thrust a few more times- feeling my gspot start to swell and feeling noticeable anxious about this.  I could feel SOME vibrations on my clit, due to the ridges on the Feeldoe, but they are not prominent enough to give direct clitoral stimulation.  It was definitely stimulation my gspot though.  With each thrust, again and again- I would thrust, and hold it there- making it PRESS against my g-spot, hard.  Oh I love that feeling.  Of course- after a few seconds of that- I wanted more.  I thrust harder and faster.  Laying over the bed, holding myself up with my hands.  The motion was of course not at all doing anything for the cock or the pussy- but for me, the holder of the cock, the one with the g-spot.  It felt really  really good.  So much that I wanted more than it was giving me.  So much that I could feel (and hear) how wet it was making me.

So much that after a while, I could not wait any longer and I removed the Feeldoe Slim- it sliding out of me with much more ease than it went in.  It was already lubed and I was now aching to get fucked- so I laid down on the bed and held it by the base and fucked my own pussy with it until I came, desperate, and dripping down my leg.

Yeah… I’d call that a success!!

Now I’ve never used it on a person.  Who knows how much more or less complicated that would be?  I think it would be best served with a harness.  Just a little extra support to keep it in place.  I think the resistance would be even more so on a real person, pussy or ass- but the pressure against my g-spot would keep me going- I have no doubts.  While this is the slimmer version, I think any guy looking at it is not going to think it’s slim at all.  It’s also pretty long.  Not really for beginners or guys who say they are into ass play don’t have not much experience with being penetrated.

Thanks to Adam and Eve for sending this to me.  I’ve been holding on to this toy to review for a while now.  I hope I find someone to use it on soon.

Check out all the other great items at Adam & Eve

Nobody likes the wet spot…  I really think that guys come to our side of the bed and fuck us there so the wet spot is not on thier side.  Of course, when I’m on top, I’m on his side- then I roll off- back on to my side.  There’s a wet spot again, on MY side.  I almost ALWAYS have to sleep on the wet spot.

Another thing about me… I LOVE blankets.  I hate to admit that I’ve kind of become my mother in that I’m kind of cold when it’s 70 degrees.  

Ugh…

Well here’s something that will be good for both of those things.

The Fascinator Throe.  I have heard a few things about it, but what I love the most is the look.  It’s soft on one side (microfiber or shag) and a beautiful shiny satin on the other side.  I got mine in red, like you see here.

So unlike many of my other sexy blogger friends, I’m NOT a squirter.  I don’t shoot out like that.  Nobody has ever had to duck and cover when I’ve had an orgasm.  unfortunately.

I do, get very wet though.  I do… sometimes… cum alot.  Occasionally I get so went that there’s no friction.  Sometimes…. just sometimes I gush cum, but it’s never that sexy hot spray you know?  On the occassion that I do get it the right way to make me gush all over… usually with a glass dildo and a tongue, well- lets just say that is as close as I get to that squirty goodness.

The Fascinator Throe is two things.  It’s a great throw blanket.  The vibrant colors make it great for any peice of furniture or laying over your bed.  I slept under it last night, and while it keeps me warm, it is still a ‘light’ blanket.  I love it.  It’s ALSO the greatest ’sex towel’ ever, in blanket size.  The satin side will take up any fluid you can get on it.  I poured some water on the soft side and it balled up and rolled right off.  Thicker fluids don’t do that- but they do absorb in quickly in the shag and leave you to keep playing.  When you’re done, throw it in the wash!! 

Thanks to Liberator for letting me try this out.  It’s really a great addition for any active couple.  You can fuck like sweaty monkey, and then remove the soiled blankets and sleep on nice clean sheets!!

Check out this, and all the AMAZING Bedroom Gear from Liberator.

As always, I love sex toys from Fun Factory.  The Amor is no exception.  This one is a bit smaller than most of the dildo’s I have.  5 inches of insertable length and 4 and a half inches around.  (1 and 3/8 inches in diameter)

Sent to me from Eden Fantasys, this dildo was perfect for the boys I played with last week.  The CPA knew how to suck cock.  He said he’d never done it before- but ohh he looked so good with this black cock in his mouth.  The slight curve made it perfect for pushing it into his mouth.  He started out slow, but within minutes of hearing me praise him for how good he looked with cock in his mouth, he was slurping it down and enthusiastically choking on it. 

So Hot.

The Sweetboy was a little less skilled at it.  He had more of a gag reflex, so he could barely take it halfway.  With him, I had it strapped on so watching him sucking my cock was truly an amazingly hot experience.  I got on my knees, next to him laying on the bed, grabbed his hair and pulled him towards it.  He opened his mouth and slowly sucked it.  Too slowly.  I pulled it from his mouth and smacked in the face with it.

NOW I know why guys love doing that.  It’s awesome!!!

I questioned him on it while he sucked my dick.  ”Do you like doing that?  Hitting girls in the face with your cock?”  

“Yes miss.”

His answer made me hit him a little harder that time and pushed the cock down his throat.  Every time he would gag on it, his cock would throb a little bit so I know he wasn’t minding it.  I moved so he was on his knees.  Still blindfolded.  I grabbed his hair and pushed him on my cock.  After a few thusts, I realized he was not choking anymore, and I was feeling a but of resisitance against the cock.  The base of this harness compatible dildo is flat and rests nicely against my body.  But I did notice the resistance.?

I pulled his hair back, “What the fuck are you doing?”  Are you doing that dirty trick where you push the top of the cock on the roof for your mouth, and NOT the back of your throat?  Do you think I don’t know that trick?  Do you think I don’t fucking notice, bitch??”

“I’m sorry miss,”  he was breathless, and rock hard.

I leaned down to him, “Open your fucking mouth, bitch, and suck my cock.”

I watched the black dildo disappear into is throat.  Smacking him in the face, and rubbing the black silicon dildo on his lips.  It didn’t matter that I could really only feel the vibrations from the bullet on my clit, but it didn’t matter.  The smaller size was perfect for this kind of teasing play and the black color was perfect as it matched with all the restraints and stuff.  Yes, I think this is my ‘boy’ dildo.  It’s a bit small for me, but it seems perfect for they boys.

Check out more gender play toys from Eden Fantasys.

It’s been a long and fuck filled week.  I need to pace myself or stop going on those damn sites.  Everytime I turn around I have more cock thrown at me.  Ok, maybe not thrown- but at least handed to me.  I think I need to limit, how many new people I can meet in a week- or how long I should talk to these guys before I agree to meet them.  I know- where’s the fun in THAT right??  However, it would at least put a little bit of distance between them.

Last night though, I went for comfort.  Warm hands and deep kisses.  Those pulsing moments before entry- the moans.  The fucking.  

It was unexpected really.  After being  walked out on with a self righteous goodbye, I was hardly about to leave a hotel room mostly unused.  I paid for the room (yeah, thanks for forgetting to pitch in for half) after all!  I knew that an old friend lived and worked in the the city I was in, so I sent a text to him and invited him to come and see me.  No expectations really.  Just an old friend/ lover/ employer from my much younger days.  We still keep in touch, but are just never able to get together to visit.  This was a perfect opportunity- and really I had NO expectations as I was still reeling a little from the spectacular display of pious bullshit I witness just an hour before.

When he showed up- we talked and had some very friendly comfortable moments catching up.  After 17 years of time passed, he kissed me with more passion that I ever remember him having for me.  Touching and caressing my skin.  Kissing me, and making me feel wanted and sexy.  It was what I needed, exactly what I needed.  Not just after the long and crazy week, but after the disappointing and shocking evening.  It was a bandaid for my ego and a warm blanket for my soul.  Not to mention that we fucked for a long time- and I clearly remember it being fast and furious ‘back in the day.’

Part of me felt kind of guilty for rebounding in such a clear and obvious way.  The good thing about fucking friends, is that you can TELL them… hey this is what happened.

“I don’t mind being your rebound.”  

Well then… game on.