My Secret Hobby

Waiting Game

2012-01-25T07:45:00.001-05:00

I hate confrontation. I get extremely anxious and it sends me into a panic.

I was wound up the other day because Shortstack said something that implied that I won't continue playing with Monster when he gets back in about a month. I couldn't let him continue on with that assumption but I feared it would be the start of a Huge Deal. It ended up being less dramatic than I expected yet still uncomfortable. We still have shit to sort out.

Monster and Shortstack are pulling me in two different directions. I'm ultimately loyal to Shortstack but I still see the discomfort I'm causing both of them. It's hard.

And I know once Shortstack gets back for good there will be an emotional transition period for everyone. I can't help but fear the worst. And I'll be to blame. I'll be the bad person (even though everyone knew what they were getting in to). I remember the ugly hate that Nibbler spat at me when I broke his heart and I don't want that ever again.

All I can do is wait and see what happens.

Fuck

2012-01-23T12:27:00.000-05:00

I've got myself into a sticky situation and I don't know how to get out. All I know for certain is that I cannot handle a long distance relationship even under the most lax arrangements. I'm in trouble. Why am I always the bad guy?

Also, why do men put up with my shit?

Magical

2011-12-06T15:22:00.001-05:00

I vaguely remember saying this while basking in twitchy, post-orgasmic bliss and Monster just loves facetiously repeating it but since it's true I don't mind.

"Your dick has magical properties."

Sneaky

2011-11-22T21:12:00.000-05:00

Monster is sneaky. I can see right through his unnecessary tactics but it's cute.

I went over to his place and got cozy while he set up his laptop to play the next episode in the series - except he put on the last 10 minutes of the episode we watched the week before. It took me a minute to figure out that it wasn't just a quick recap of the previous episode but I figured I'd let it play out to see what he was up to.

The credits rolled shortly after and he started to nibble on my neck. He told me he couldn't have waited 45 minutes to play.

"Nice try. Settle down and put on the new episode. You have to wait." Teasing the fuck out of him is half the fun.

"You know... I could just pull you over the edge of the bed and throat fuck you right now." Oh reallllllllly. It was out of character for him and I liked where he was going with it but I didn't think he'd initiate it so I simply said, "I know."

It looked like he really had to think about it. An internal struggle. Is that a yes or a no? I kept a straight face while I laughed on the inside. I really didn't think he'd go for it. He grabbed me under my arms and yanked me closer to the edge so my head dangled off and thrust his cock in my face. Attaboy :)

We eventually got to the show and watched half an episode before pausing to strip down for ultimate teasing. Watched the remainder. Play break. Caught breath. Played again.

I wanted to watch one more since it wasn't that late (and wanted to play again) but Monster slept through most of it. I'm selfish so I waited until the episode was over before heading out. Once I had all my clothes on, a sleepy Monster still cozy in bed, put his arms out for a goodbye hug. I climbed on top and being a tease started a slow grind.

5 seconds later he said, "Okay. Let's play again."

I can be sneaky too.

Hair Puller

2011-11-14T13:04:00.000-05:00

I'm a hair puller. Put me on my back and I will have a solid grip on both sides of your head. I will be pulling hard not only to get you to closer and deeper but so I can moan and whimper right into your ear. Maybe I'll throw in a nibble or a bite amidst the fuckmefuckmefuckmes, harderharderharders, moremoremores and yesyesOHMYGODyeses (forgive my habit of mumbling in threes.)

So I was extremely disappointed when I saw a picture of Shortstack's new buzzed haircut. I know I can't actually touch it for months but still! His hair was too cute and he ruined it! At least Monster's hair is pull-worthy, right? Wrong. He also went and got it cut and now it's too short on the sides to sufficiently grab. Is it my own fault for pulling too hard and not giving a shit when he complained? No way! Okay, maybe. Good thing hair grows fast.

Hooked

2011-11-10T06:45:00.002-05:00

We managed to watch one episode before he pounced. I honestly didn't think he had it in him since he was so adamant that he's a classy guy and doesn't put out on the first few "dates." So he's either a liar or I'm simply irresistible.

Monster had sent me a dick pic before we met but I didn't really study it in detail. I took a glance to confirm he had a cock and that it wasn't horribly disfigured. Check and check. So it was an extremely delightful surprise when I gave into his advances and wrapped my hand around the hard bulge in his pants. Or at least tried to.

It is a thing of beauty.

It's definitely big. Considerably bigger than average. And thick. And rock hard. And just wow. A two-handed grip with sizeable room to spare! It beats out R2 and he has a cock to be proud of.

I was beginning to wonder if it's not really as monstrous as I think it is but rather my lack of cock access these past two months has skewed my perception.... except my throat is super sore and I definitely don't have a cold (deep throat trauma?). Oh, and it makes me scream. And twitch uncontrollably. And mumble incoherently.

Yup, it's a monster.

And now I'm hooked on the show he introduced me to. I just hope we can get through more than one episode at a time.

Monster

2011-11-07T06:44:00.000-05:00

So apparently I'm the worst blogger ever and can't even maintain a weekly post about my some of my absolute favourite things (ie: porn and cock).

I blame this on a few things:
1. I rarely sit a computer and I hate editing text on my phone.
2. I'm afraid Shortstack will read or misread everything.
3. I haven't had any adventures... until now!

Because I found myself a playmate! From the skeezy cesspool that is POF. It's a mixed bag of total fuckups, inept weirdos and seemingly normal people. Now the problem with POF is weeding out the 85% notafuckingchanceinhells from the 15% okaymaaaaaaybes. I could blame a lot of my inbox flooding on my aggressively sexual intimate encounter profile but I honestly think I would still attract the same 3 general types of messages:

1. "Hey. Wanna chat?"
2. "Send me pics."
3. "I wanna lick yo pu$$y"

I cannot tell you how many people have sent me phone numbers or addresses in their first message. I was still getting about 50 messages a day even with extreme mail restrictions so there was plenty of bullshit to sort through. Playmate caught my eye by having cute/funny photos instead of the typical douchebag muscle-y mirror shot or the grainy side angle or the extreme dick close ups. And he sounded like a normal person! Really. That's all it took -- sounding like a normal person. And the fact he didn't push me for pictures worked in his favour.

We texted a lot over a couple of days before actually briefly meeting face-to-face. I actually thanked him for "being a normal person and not murdering me" after our meetup. He was cute, friendly, polite and not a basement dweller. Success!

A few days later we had our first real "hang out." He had me under the impression that I was just coming over to get hooked on a new TV show.

Let's dub him Monster.

Hi!

2011-10-27T11:35:00.003-04:00

I'm alive and well, I swear. Well maybe not well. I need a solid fucking. I've started a playmate search with a go-ahead from overseas Shortstack. It's almost been 2 months. I'm slowly dying.

Reminiscing with R2 isn't helping.

R2:
do you remember that time you came with a big hand print on your ass and we fucked...i never told you but i loved the fact someone else fucked you hours or days before

I sure fucking do.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Somebody fuck me. Please.

Porn Star Sunday #1

2011-09-25T09:00:00.005-04:00

One of my favourite things about my Brazzers subscription is that you can sort vidoes by Star - female or male! I've always found it to be a huge pain in the ass to track down the men I like in free vidoes because they're always titled something stupid like "Big Tittied Slut Fucks Her Trainer Like his Dick Was Catnip" and there are never helpful tags. So this solves my problem! All men and ladies are tagged with links to profiles and all kinds of other things.

So to shake things up for the next couple Sundays I'll link to a couple of vids featuring one or two stars (male or female) that I totally dig. Why Sunday? Because I've got to counteract all those anti-pornography prayers coming my way.

It turns out I discovered Scott Nails and my love for the Porn Star Punishment series way back in TYTTT #9. Wow. He's buff. He's rough. He's hot. Delightful cock. Mmmmm! Not a fan of the big tribal tattoo but it makes him easy to spot in tiny thumbnails. There wasn't much of a vid selection on the few free sites I trolled but these will give you the idea.

Who do you absolutely love? Who do I need to check out?

Additional Awesome Alliteration

2011-09-20T06:45:00.001-04:00

I know we've had a long Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday hiatus but it will have to go on one more month -- just until my Brazzers subscription is up and I'm back on the free porn. Never fear though! This weekend we'll start a new segment. Get excited for more alliteration!

And I'm almost back in my regular routine which means regular-ish posts will be coming soon. I have a bunch of awesome tales from the summer that I know you'll enjoy.

Fraud

2011-09-16T06:45:00.004-04:00

Can't a girl subscribe to some porn online without having her credit card suspended for suspicion of fraud? Really? I appreciate the security but really? Come on now, Visa, let me see some cock!

(Yes, I technically paid for porn even though I said I never would. It was a birthday gift from Shortstack. What a thoughtful gent, eh?)

Ever-Ever

2011-09-12T06:55:00.005-04:00

I was waiting for the right moment to put them on. It was too hot to cuddle through an entire movie wearing them.

I waited until the tear-jerking chick flick I made Shortstack watch was over before I stealthily put them on in his bedroom. Then I scampered off to the kitchen to cook up up a midnight snack. I casually stood at the kitchen doorway chatting with him until he abruptly stopped talking - he finally noticed the socks.

While we waited for the oven timer to chime I teased him from the couch across from him. Except my plan was backfiring because he seemed totally disinterested. He was more preoccupied with his computer than the sexy girl nearby wearing thigh high socks, panties and a tiny top. Oh well! Mozzarella sticks were in my future so no big deal.

Turns out he was mad. Angry because I had put the mozza sticks in the oven and he'd have to wait a whole 15 minutes before we could play. He had to distract himself to keep from fucking me then and there. Once I devoured my snack we quickly moved to the bedroom.

I climbed on top and fucked him hard. It was unbelievable. I don't know what got into me. I was wild and Shortstack was even wilder. He had a crazed animal look in his eye - more so than usual. He grabbed me in rough handfuls. He pulled himself deeper into me by my hair. He spanked my ass. Slapped my face. And in one quick motion his arms went from my hips up my back and RRRRRRRRIIIIP.

He tore my shirt perfectly in two. He hulked it apart.

I didn't think it was possible to fuck him harder than I already was but having my shirt torn off of me kicked it up a couple more notches. I was riding to win. And I certainly did.

When Shortstack finally regained his ability to form coherent sentences he told me, "That was the best girl on top ever."

"Me-ever or ever-ever?"

"Ever-ever."

"Yesssss! And by the way you owe me a new fucking shirt."

Schoolgirl Surprise

2011-09-06T06:45:00.010-04:00

This outfit was Shortstack's going away present. His all time favourite fantasy is the classic naughty school girl so of course I had to surprise him the night before he left. I had it in the works for weeks but the skirt was impossible to find. (Ladies, I suggest stocking up soon since it's Halloween time.)

I wanted this outfit to be the last thing on his mind before bed and his flight across the world the next day so I waited until the last possible moment. I knew the bar of the hotel we were in was closing shortly so I told him to go down for a beer or two while I "got a surprise ready."

As soon as the door shut behind him I jumped out of bed, tidied the room, made the bed, changed the lighting and cleared off every possible surface we could fuck on. Then it was time to dig out the outfit hidden in my suitcase. I had been getting a lot of snarky comments for over-packing and bringing an necessarily large suitcase but this tiny outfit takes up more space than you think... well it's mostly the 5 inch heels - I got them for pole dancing but they're perfect for playing dress-up too!

Once everything was good to go, I texted him. "Come back up. Have your camera ready. Ps. Toys are on the desk."

When he came in I was standing at the desk with my back to the door. I wish I could have seen his face. He was stunned into silence. I casually said hi and slowly turned around then cheekily flashed him the top of my stockings. He snapped a bunch of pictures on his phone then sat down and told me the bad news; that I was going to fail my class. My daddy was going to be so mad if I failed so I was going to do whatever it took to pass. I had to ask for directions because I was a good girl that never played with boys even though Professor Shortstack claimed he knew I slept with the entire football team.

I sucked his cock as best I could for not knowing how. "Am I doing it right? Is this good?" My grade was slowing improving but if I really wanted to pass I was going to have to be a bad girl and let him take my virginity. He took my skirt and panties off, bent me over the sofa and grabbed my pigtails. "You're such a horny slut. Such a bad girl." He popped my cherry in a few hard strokes before demanding I ride him on the bench. "But I don't know how." "Come here. Turn around. Sit. Just like that. Good girl." We moved to the dresser. Then the desk. Then the bed. It was an absolute fuckfest.

My hands were cuffed in front of me when I was yanked off the bed and on to my knees. My mouth caught what it could and he wiped up the rest on his finger for me to lick off. "Good girl.You pass. A+"

Ps. I didn't fuck the entire football team, I just blew them ;)

I'm Alive

2011-08-19T00:25:00.000-04:00

I've alive I swear. I know it's been a while. Don't worry, Shortstack is trying to get me back to work. He is literally fucking me while I write this. I'm bent over the bed in the hotel, typing away while he just rails me from behind. He tells me to "Keep on writing" when ever I put my head down and just enjoy it. "Keep on writing."

Captive

2011-07-11T06:15:00.001-04:00

All of my toys have been taken captive! Every single one. Smuggled out of my house in an inconspicuous shoe box by Shortstack. He came up with the idea to take possession of them this week because I have a lot of work to complete and I get easily... sidetracked. I'm interested to see if this will keep me focused or drive me absolutely insane. I'm betting on the latter. Or maybe! Just maybe I'll be forced to get myself off without battery assistance. Oh no! I just realized we never discussed if I get to use them over at his house. That'd just be absolutely cruel.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #41

2011-07-05T06:45:00.001-04:00

New Favourite Toy

2011-07-04T06:45:00.003-04:00

The We-Vibe II is the best invention ever -- I know I said the Lelo Lily was but this is absolute genius. The concept of being "worn while making love" sounds a little cheesy and gimmicky at first, I know. I had seen it around online but never really looked into it. While at the Sex Expo a few weekends back, a sales lady pushed it onto Shortstack and I. After a quick demo, I was sold. Basically, pop the smaller end in to rest against the G-spot and the outside curves up and hugs the clit. Throw a hard cock in the mix and BAM!

I can't even explain the sensations it creates. Magical? Extraterrestrial? It's like heaven x 1,000. A white hot burning. Sparkly. Tingly. Tense. You forget where you are and who you are. My hands were clenched so hard one time they ached for hours afterwards.

The best part (aside form it's general awesomeness) is that you can go hands free! This is especially handy when you're restrained in some manner. Or if you just want to yank on some hair or clutch a shirt collar until it almost tears or gnaw on your fingers to muffle the sounds that will no doubt escape you.

I had the best orgasm of my entire life while on top of Shortstack with this toy. It was in its own class. Record book worthy. I've never felt anything like it. Ever. Orgasm 2.0. My orgasm expectations have now changed. My mind was blown and I was in a daze for quite a while. I had to drive to my pole class afterwards and I couldn't stop grinning like a psycho. Both my mind and body felt like I was tripping out so I probably shouldn't have been driving.

This is a must have for any lady but especially one that needs a vibrator to get off. It doesn't feel like you're trying to make it happen - it just does. Shortstack loves it too. It adds a little buzz for him, doesn't get in the way and it makes me go craaaaaazy. And of course, it's super fun for solo play.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #40

2011-06-28T06:45:00.004-04:00

Black & Blue

2011-06-24T15:50:00.001-04:00

There are bruises under there -- I promise. Happy Friday!

Basement Surprise

2011-06-22T07:35:00.001-04:00

Shortstack had been saying that he had a surprise for me for over a week. Despite my attempt one night to make it down to the basement where it was hiding, it remained a secret. And while we were out for dinner the other night he told me I was going to have to wait another week for it. Are you fucking kidding me?

Luckily things worked in my favour! Dinnertime conversation consisted of talks of threesomes (both a potential and of this one) and riled us both up considerably. And when we retired back to his place, his brother and friend had miraculously made themselves scarce. I swear I saw lights on in the house when we pulled up but they were nowhere to be found; trust me, we searched the house from top to bottom.

So it was surprise time! Shortstack grabbed my hair, led me downstairs to a dark section of his basement and told me to close my eyes and wait while he went into an empty room to prepare things. When we came back out he tied a blindfold across my eyes - I couldn't see shit, not even a peep out the bottom. He guided me into the room and I stood still while he stripped me and fastened leather cuffs around my wrists. He had me get on the ground and crawl over to the wall where there was an exposed pipe about a foot off the ground. He clipped my wrists around it and I couldn't go anywhere.

Naked. Helpless. Blind.

Time seems slower when you can't see. I had no idea what he had in store for me. Shortstack had gotten up and walked away to collect his tools - various clangy, metal sounding things. He dropped them all on the floor and started going through them one by one. There was a wooden ruler that produced quick swats and lingering traces. I distinctly remember the scissor blades that sounded like knives or garden shears being sharpened before being drawn across my skin.

And I can't forget the belt - he went to town. All over my body. Until I practically curled into the fetal position against the wall. Probably mumbling, "Okay, okay, safeword, safeword!" (And yes, our safeword is 'safeword'.) Pain is a tricky thing. It's awesome but sometimes I don't realize it's too much until it's too much. I just want more and more. I want it to escalate but the line between just right and too much is really thin; and it can really fucking sting.

Shortstack looped an old dog leash around my neck, which in the darkness felt like rope, and kept it pulled tight while he fucked me from behind. It was hard to brace myself since I was still cuffed to the pipe so my knees took a beating on the carpet. When he turned me onto my side my cuffs accidentally disconnected. That earned me a hard smack across the face for being a bad girl. Don't worry though, shortly afterwards I earned a hot load across the face for being a good girl.

Of course after a brief rest we just had to play again. (I don't think we ever just play once.) I took him for a ride until he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me all the way back upstairs to his bed to finish the job.

HotWife & HotHusband

2011-06-17T06:45:00.002-04:00

I was given the cell number of Hotwife by the guy I met on POF last summer. I had only met/blew him once but we had kept in contact via text message trying to set up various MMF threesomes. He had played with them a few times and told them that I was interested, so things started rolling albeit extremely slowly. I didn't get my hopes too high up as things like this usually don't work out. This married couple didn't just want a threesome though, they wanted a foursome. 2 cocks and a lady to play with? Yes please.

After a brief chat and a picture exchange I was totally down. The only downside was that we'd have to wait over a month before our schedules allowed it. But when the day finally came, I flaked. Work and other commitments had me stressed to the max and I didn't think I could squeeze it in. There was a little bit of anxious fear too but that wasn't the sole reason. Thankfully, I didn't quite flake out completely -- I just said work was crazy and I might have to meet them later that night than planned.

So the 3 of them went out to a club while I finished my assignments. It was late and I pretty much wrote off meeting up with them. I was just going to tell them I fell asleep, apologize and try and meet up in the future. I went out for a brief nightcap with Shortstack to celebrate the end of a crazy week and it was just what I needed. When he dropped me off 2 hours later, what should have been a simple goodbye kiss turned into a bit more than that and I was significantly riled up when I left his car. Buzzed and horny, I checked my phone. Turned out the couple had just dropped POFGuy at his house so I asked if they were still in the neighbourhood. They were.

They picked me up in less than 10 minutes and we drove to the parking lot near my place since their hotel was across town and it was already 1am. It was a little awkward being alone in the back seat while trying to make conversation. Hothusband eventually came back and unhooked the child seat beside me and threw it in the back so all three of us could all fit beside each other comfortably (thank god for bench seats).

We were all nervous but somehow we decided to play strip rock paper scissors to get things started. Hotwife was naked quick - that's what she got for wearing a dress with zero underwear. I was second to lose and Hothusband was the winner. We congratulated him and told him to get naked anyway. There were some awkward giggles then Hotwife made the first move and gently started to stroke my leg. That's all I needed to start my exploring. I wanted to jump right to her fantastic rack that had kept me mesmerized ever since it was unveiled but I played it slow. I leisurely traced lines and spirals on her thighs and arms. I worked my way up her arms and brushed her blonde hair off her shoulders before working my way back and forth across her collarbone. I stopped in the middle and worked my way down to her tits. Delightful! What a handful. And those nips!

I went in for a kiss and she seemed hesitant. Then I kicked myself because maybe they are one of those couples that isn't down with kissing others. But really, fuck it. I wanted to, so I did. A bunch of times. Hothusband was just sitting back and taking it all in but he wanted us to move faster. Hotwife countered, "But we're virgins!" So we gave him a little attention to make up for our lack of speed. I felt his all over his ripped body, except his cock. I never actually touched it. Not sure why. Maybe I was just far too distracted by the beautiful female body I was playing with. Light touches turned to hard grabs. And kisses left our faces and went everywhere. Nibbling and sucking on a breast is far more interesting than I thought it could be. I had to remind myself there were other fun spots.

The absolute best thing was when I reached down and felt her pussy for the first time. Oh. My. God. The heat was just radiating. The softness. The wetness. It was like feeling a hard cock for the first time. Just awesome. Kind of like the first bite of your favourite food, or sliding into a hot bath, or fuck it, I don't know... simply amazing. Her pussy pulled me in and I was under its spell. I could not stop touching it. It was so slick and wet that my fingers found their way inside awfully quick.

I had to get a closer look, obviously, so I knelt on the ground so she could lie back. I officially do not understand how any man could dislike going down on a lady. It was like there was an invisible rope around my neck drawing me in closer until my tongue made contact with the warm sweetness. Wow. Super fun. I totally forgot about Hothusband watching and went to town. Hearing Hotwife gasp and moan and feeling her squirm about had me touching myself at the same time. And that's far more coordination than I'm capable of. Hotwife saw me playing with my own pussy and told her husband to help me out. I declined because mother nature is a cockblock extraordinaire so he stroked my back while I dined on his wife. I could have been down there for hours. It's completely fascinating. Unfortunately, I suck at consistency which is obviously a big problem. I just want to do all kinds of things! I don't want to be stuck in one motion. I did my best though and got her close a few times.

I eventually snapped out of my trance and tapped out. "I can't do it, Hothusband. Show me how it's done." Hotwife suggested he demonstrate on me but again I declined. He worked his tongue magic on her while I nibbled on her chest. She was extremely vocal when she came and it was incredibly sexy. I understand the appeal of calling out someone's name now. She barely had a moment to relax before he crawled on top and started fucking her. I could not keep my hands to myself. They were all over her. Watching a couple fuck literally inches from your face is amazing. Unbelievably incredible. Hothusband rolled her over onto her knees and got to work. He meant business. I had my hand on her clit and a tit in my mouth while he pounded her hard. She made all kinds of noise and repeatedly muttered both our names until she came again. Hothusband followed suit but with less dramatic flair.

Clothes were eventually put back on and they took me home. Hotwife said I ate her out better than POFGuy. Yessssss! I'm not sure what they thought of the situation overall or me. I don't know if I was quite what they expected. I didn't tell them why I kept declining their advances so I think they thought I was just shy and nervous. I would definitely play with them again if they wanted to. And not in a car. And with more cock time. And when my pussy is fully operational. And possibly with Shortstack.

Again! Again!

Threesome?

2011-06-11T03:59:00.000-04:00

I went down on a girl! A hot one! With fake tits! And then her husband fucked her! Hothothothothot. Her naked husband only stroked my back, so does that count as a threesome? I must go to bed now, but I had to share!

Outdoor Playtime

2011-06-02T06:33:00.001-04:00

I have so many stories to tell you guys but I just don't have time to write them up right now. I'll do my best to get on it early next week. For example, the other night Shortstack and I fucked up against a church. Literally up against the brick wall and beside the surveillance camera. Of course this was shortly after we got it on in a park... on the swings and the climbing structure. This upcoming weekend will be a story to tell for sure - hotels, strippers, sex shows, hot tubs, bars, drugs and alcohol. I'm super excited! Have a good weekend! :D

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #39

2011-05-31T06:32:00.002-04:00

Two Girls, a Guy & a Strip Club

2011-05-26T06:45:00.001-04:00

They told me to be ready at 9 but I was raring to go with bells on by 8:30. Unfortunately, Shortstack and Girl were late and showed up around 10:30. I hadn't met Girl or seen a photo of her so my only glimpse of her was when she turned around from the front seat to greet me while I got in the back of the car. It was dark and the interior lights didn't quite work but I guess she looked cute.

We had a nice conversation all the way across town to a strip club. When we finally got out of the car I got a good look at her. Tall! She's significantly taller than me and that's saying something. She's got to be like 6'1 in flats. She had facial piercings which aren't really my style but she was cute overall so I was totally down. There was an interesting giddy-yet-shy vibe between us, typical blind datey feeling.

We chatted in a booth for a bit before moving to the main stage with Shortstack in between us. There were 2 older men facing us on the other side of the stage and one of them had a penetrating stare. I did my best to avoid eye contact but I couldn't foolishly help locking gazes with him a few times -- I just had to be sure he was staring at me and not the naked lady twirling around inbetween us. Yup. I was the fascinating object, not the dancer. Oh dear god. He eventually stood up and came over to our side of the stage and plopped down beside me. This should be interesting.

I couldn't hear most of his side of the conversation but the jist of it was that he found it completely fascinating that I admire the female form. He kept giving me this disgusting satisfying smirk while quizzing me on my "lesbian" history. When did you know? I mean really know? What's it like? Are men disgusting to you? And despite being under the impression that I only liked women he kept trying to put his arm around me or would playfully punch my arm. Shortstack being a gentleman asked me if I needed help with this guy but I thought it was hilarious! We shared a pitcher and I met his nephew before he slinked off into the darkness.

After some private dances for everybody, we hit the road. While driving back we pulled over so Girl could jump in the back to "keep me company." Total green light, right? Wrong! I did all I could aside from actually going in for the kiss. I sat close, pointed her direction, hair out of my face, lingering glances, hand out near hers. Nothing! Shortstack kept sending me texts while driving telling me to stop being a pussy and to make a move. I couldn't man up.

When we got back to Shortstack's I made everybody some more drinks and we sat on the couch with him in the middle. All was going swimmingly. He made out with Girl first and then turns my way for some frisky fun. When he turned back to Girl she was having absolutely none of it. She had curled up into his shoulder and was shaking her head. Fuckkkkkk. They whispered some stuff and in the end Shortstack offered to take me home. Girl did her best to ignore eye contact with me while I gathered my things. My sincere, "It was nice to meet you, Girl, I had lots of fun tonight," brought her head up for a few seconds while she mumbled bye.

As soon as Shortstack and I got into the car we both let out a huge "What the fuck!?" We were confused. What just happened? She was excited all day, she was totally into the ladies at the club, she enthusiastically jumped into the back seat with me, she kissed Shortstack hard. So naturally, I felt responsible. She didn't like me. I'm an unattractive beast. I was unknowingly a jerk to her. I didn't make the first move. Did she think I was more into the old creepers than her?

Turns out when Shortstack returned and asked her what the deal was she said it's because "she likes him too much." As in wants to be exclusive with him. After knowing him for 2 weeks.

Sigh. Cross her off the list. Who's up next?

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #38

2011-05-17T06:45:00.002-04:00

Wide Awake

2011-05-13T13:38:00.000-04:00

"Whoever marries you is going to be screwed. How are they going to handle you? Do you honestly need a dick inside you at all times?"

I laughed in Shortstack's face and carried on grinding my hips into him. I think this was after I had just begged for round 3 despite his protests that he needed to go upstairs to sleep.

He tried to tuck me into the makeshift bed of blankets on the floor (far away from his visiting parents) but I kept unfurling the covers and squirming out to pull him back for more.

"Put some clothes on and go to sleep."

"But I'm not sleepy. I still want to play!"

Eventually he pried himself out of my grip and bounded off to the stairs before I could catch him. He left me writhing naked on the floor laughing and playing with myself.

"Oh god. Put a fucking shirt on at least. 'Night, beautiful

Threesome

2011-05-11T17:27:00.000-04:00

I had a threesome today! A nice older couple that was really into role playing. It was all just so slippery and he just made me feel so full. I'll admit it was pretty awkward though. Luckily, the girl held my hand through it all. Literally. I mean the nurse held my hand while the sixty year old doctor probed me with a metal speculum (apparently you can buy them on Amazon btw) and his fingers. Super duper fun time. It wasn't bad though. Pelvic exams/paps are way over-hyped and feared for nothing.

And who are we kidding here, of course I was turned on a little. No really, after I drove home I had to get off. Not to gynaecological porn however! I'll never be able to look at that shit the same way again -- it just went from bad to worse.

But let's get down to brass tacks... that technically counts as a threesome, right? I mean she complimented my pedicure and he touched my ovaries.

Bee's Knees

2011-05-09T07:31:00.002-04:00

My knees are so bruised from fucking Shortstack on a basement floor that it actually hurts to walk. It reminds me of the time when I popped outside of a bar for a bj and came back inside with dirt and mulch stuck to my knees.

So now that the weather is warmer and everyone is wearing tiny shorts, check out the wear and tear on girls' knees and ask yourself how she really got that bruise.

Bag Lady

2011-05-05T09:00:00.005-04:00

My purse is out of control. It's unbelievably overstuffed and disorganized. I would be so embarassed if I lost it and someone had to look though my bag for ID. It's bad. I decided to clean it out so I would no longer carry it around in fear or neurotically make sure it was zipped up at all times.

Aside from normal innocent items I found the following:

- 2 pairs of underwear

- a bra

- a vibrator

- lube

- torn open box of condoms

- 6 condoms of 3 different brands

- an empty wrapper

- Pole dancing class schedule

The most random find was 2 temporary tattoos. I'm going to assume they came with the box of condoms. Un/fortunately, they're French and English variations and not a cheesy his/hers matching set. It's a trashy heart with flames. Honestly, what target demographic is this? 8 year olds? But of course I put it on anyways. :P It didn't last more than a few hours so I couldn't snap you a pic though.

Now my purse is super clean now and is no longer a travelling beside table drawer! We'll see how long that lasts.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #37

2011-05-03T23:59:00.011-04:00

I watched a lot of porn the past few days but these two were still up in browsers on my phone.

One. Someone commented that I haven't linked to any Sasha Grey. False! I'm sure I have. I must have! (Or at least, now I have.) I watch her quite frequently but she's just not as near and dear to me as Tori Black.

Two. Way too fucking loud. I had this one muted. And I skipped to the goods. I hate that intro-girl-twirls-around-rubbing-herself-all-over-bullshit.

Ps. I know this post is late so I lied and changed the time-stamp to Tuesday. ~~Forgive~~ Punish me?

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #36

2011-04-26T23:55:00.002-04:00

Because I like cheesy alliteration and porn I have decided to combine them both in to a totally titillating semi-weekly segment. It's simple. I'll share a link of a NSFW video or two that left me shaking. Maybe I'll comment on it, maybe not. Get a glimpse in to what gets me off. (And if you come across anything similar in your porn trolling that you think might do it for me, share that shit! Nobody likes a greedy porn hog.) Finally, make sure you touch yourself this thrilling Tuesday too! Why? Because I told you to. And because it's fun. :D

I usually don't like retro porn. The guys are usually creeped out tothe max and the girls looked washed up. These creepy old men somehowmanaged to turn me on though -- keep in mind I watched this on my small iPhone screen and not my huge monitor. Overall it was more the concept theywere rolling with rather than the images. Usually it's 50-50 concept-images, I'd say80-20 this time.

I want to be stripped down and spread out on a coffee table. I want tofeel hands all over my body. You are in complete control so dowhatever you want. Sit on the couch and play with yourself or shoveyour cock in my mouth. Fold me over and fuck me. Make me fuck you.Whatever you want, I'm yours.

Sexual Compatibility Roundtable

2011-04-25T06:45:00.002-04:00

I participated in a sexual compatibility roundtable that Lance put together a few weeks ago. Here are all the links, so check 'em out.

Honey: Honey on Sexual Compatibility

The Beautiful Kind: The Key to Sexual Compatibility

Hot Alpha Female: The Irrelevance of Sexual Compatibility

Single Mommyhood: The 3 Best Ways to know if you’re ready for single parent sex

Thoughts From a Soldier: Sexual Compatibility

My Secret Hobby: Are You Wearing A Belt?

Lance: Killer Technique for Identifying Sexual Compatibility

Ps. A female hooker coked out of her mind asked me if I wanted to play with her this weekend while I was in a bar in Toronto.
Pps. I'm loving the texts Shortstack has been sending me lately. Ones like, "You are such a fucking tease. You're so getting punished." I cannot wait until he has a place we can play in next week.

Double Trouble

2011-04-20T07:12:00.001-04:00

Shortstack is back. He had been out of the country for a few months and now he'll be living in my city until his new contract starts up near the end of summer. We've kind of had a 'text thing' going while he's been overseas with plenty of talk of all our future sexcapades. He loves strip clubs as much as I do and is totally down with the idea of threesomes. He's rough and knows how to spank. He's totally cool with being open and non-exclusive. Annnd he wants to fuck everywhere. I'm quite excited!

The only minor issue is Nibbler. Now, Nibbler and I are in a an open relationship at the moment so technically it shouldn't be an problem. There's always room for jealousy though. And to make matters worse, Nibbler has been super emotional about our situation lately. I think he's coming to grips though, poor guy. Sometime I think I'm being a bitch and dragging him along but I'm not. I frequently and explicitly outline our scenario. He knows what's what.

I had a nice little reunion with Shortstack tonight. It was brief and in his car but I blew him like a champ. I was somewhat disappointed last time we hooked up because... er.. let's just say he's not equipped like R2 so there isn't quite room to get overly fancy. BUT! Tonight he went crazy just slamming my face down on his cock. Choking and gagging all the while. It was super hot and enjoyable compared to other experiences since I could handle it without needing breathers. Not only that! He even pulled me up mid-blow for a kiss. I'm not sure if he regretted it once he felt how sloppy my cheeks and hair were. I get quite messy since my whole face is in on the action. And in case you were wondering, I did get a post-blow kiss as well. No tongue though :(

I welcome tips on handling two guys at once for an extended period of time. I could handle a few weeks easy but this could be months. My biggest worry is bruising. For example if Shortstack beats my ass and Nibbler sees a hand print that isn't his... They will both be aware of each other's existence but rubbing the evidence of one another in their face is a dick move, no?

Pole Dancing

2011-04-04T06:45:00.002-04:00

I started taking pole dancing classes! It's run by the same company that put on the lap dance class that I took in February. The lap dance class was super super fun by the way! It was only an hour and a half long session but my quads were literally sore for a week. It was an amazing workout and it's very sexy when done properly. I've yet to perform the routine because I'm a perfectionist and I feel I need to practice more but it's hard to find a time when I can drag a suitable chair into my room and rock out. I'm working on it though. By the end of the month I'll put on a show for someone! I promise.

When I walked into the studio for the first time and saw all the shiny poles I knew I would fork out the cash to learn. And it's fucking hard. I've had two classes so far and my shins are bruised and my arms are aching. The upper body strength and flexibility needed is intense. The spins are complicated and I can't imagine how scary inversions are going to be. It's really fun though and I can't wait to get better. I have a feeling I will eventually have to buy my own pole... which would be quite hard to keep a secret. I could ask my parents for one for Christmas, right? We could set it up in the family room and call it a permanent Festivus pole. Or I'll just keep practising at the studio for now.

(Seriously ladies, if you've been thinking about taking some kind of exotic/erotic dance class, do it! I guarantee you'll have a wonderful time.)

Sick

2011-04-01T00:14:00.006-04:00

I’ve been sick, guys. I haven’t been this sick in years but I think I’m finally starting to shake it loose.

I think I caught the bug on St. Patty’s day. That’s what I get for swapping spit with 8 different men. Whoops! I almost think it was worth it though. I still get tingly thinking about this one moment when I was locking lips with one guy when his friend came back over for more. I held on to both their collars and pulled the new guy in for some action before I went back to the first. Swoon. I could have gone back and forth all night. And then fucked their brains out, naturally. Unfortunately, it wasn’t meant to be.

I’ve been in the works for quite some time to set up a threesome with the guy I met on POF a while back. Our plan is to secretly spring it on his out-of-town friend. So of course the friend was in the city when I was sick! There was no way I could swallow 2 cocks if I couldn’t even swallow my own saliva. I had to turn my dream down for a night in with my Kleenex box instead.

I haven’t been completely without cock these past 2 weeks though. Nibbler still finds me attractive amidst the sniffling and coughing somehow. Even though I didn’t have the energy to actively participate I had a front row seat to watch him jerk off a bunch of times.

I'm on the mend though! I had the energy to pounce on Nibbler the other day and had the stamina for a longer session (albeit with coughing breaks). I've also been waking up with a need to watch porn every morning this week so things should be getting back to normal soon.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #35

2011-03-29T14:01:00.000-04:00

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #34

2011-03-22T10:33:00.001-04:00

Are You Wearing a Belt?

2011-03-15T00:08:00.000-04:00

In the past year I’ve only had one brand new sexual partner. Did I become less of a wandering whore? Fuck no. Is it because I’m content with the action I’m getting? No. Am I concerned about my “number”? Not really. It’s because I haven’t found an effective way to screen potential playmates for compatibility (regrettably, fucking everybody isn't effective).

Since I’ve become more in tune with how rough I like it in the bedroom, my desire for someone who complements me in that regard has sky-rocketed. When I first started having sex my only request was that he was good looking and could kiss well. That’s a pretty large pool of contenders. Now that I know what I like and what I love, the restrictions have cinched way tighter.

How can you casually ask someone if they’ll spank your ass until it’s black and blue? Or slap you across the face? Or hold you down and make you struggle until you’re out of breath, or hell, choke you until you’re out of breath? You can’t. I think you can talk mildly about rough sex and skirt around the gritty details in conversation but you can’t get that descriptive right off the bat. It’s been my experience that most guys will either bullshit me, tell me the dirty things I want to hear and flake out when it was time to deliver that stinging smack or just flat out tell me I'm crazy.

I don’t want to have to ease up on my wants and enlarge the pool of candidates. The thought of coaching every new partner through the entire experience exhausts me. Yes, you can hit me harder. No really, that doesn’t hurt. Harder. Even harder. You’re not going to break me. Unfortunately, I don't see any other options. Maybe once I've met a few more men that are capable of putting me in my place, I'll be able to recognize common traits. Until then, my only strategy is to cross my fingers and hope for the best.

If only it was as easy as asking a potential if he’s wearing a belt. If he’s confused by the question, forget him. If he grins mischievously or there’s a twinkle in his eye, sign me up! Because I’m compatible with someone whose mind flashes to this...

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #33

2011-03-08T06:45:00.000-05:00

I'll Pray For You

2011-03-06T16:27:00.001-05:00

What do you get when you let 4 devout Christian women and an atheist whore drink wine together?

An intense conversation on the immorality of porn.

Basically, I'm going to hell.

It was a really interesting discussion and I'd love to have it again with a notepad and without wine so I can accurately remember their position. What I do remember is tainted with cynicism and consternation so I feel it wouldn't be fair to share.

One girl hugged me when she left and whispered in my ear that she'll pray for me. Thanks. I'll need it.

Story Time

2011-02-24T08:55:00.001-05:00

I'm not quite sure how it came about but in the midst of a sexual intermission with Nibbler we got to talking about the blog. He's really keen on the idea of me writing him a fantasy that we can try out so I suggested that in the meantime I could read him something from the blog. I grabbed my iphone and straddled him so I could grind into him while I read into his ear.

I only read the steamy portions of posts about him and personalized the pronouns. We both really enjoyed it because believe it or not, I'm not that adept at talking dirty. I've got a smutty dialogue continuously running through my mind but I can't easily vocalize it. This is something we're going to definitely do again -- in fact he's already asked (multiple times) when we'll have the next story time.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #32

2011-02-22T07:45:00.000-05:00

Right Place, Right Time

2011-02-18T01:50:00.000-05:00

This is a prime example of being in the right place at the right time.

It's late and I just stumbled out of a bar into the street with some girlfriends. We are walking down the main strip to flag down a cab when I spot someone I recognize - Cuddler!

He had 4 things going for him:
1. I was already turned on and raring to go. I had been dancing my ass off and kissing guys all night.
2. I worked up an appetite and was starving.
3. I know he’s not a total dud.
4. He lives nearby.

We hug and chat and as soon as he mentions getting food, we link arms and take off. I honestly think my friends are following but we lose them pretty quick. Oh well. I don’t care because all I can think about is the french fries I’m about to devour.

After eating we stand on the sidewalk chatting again, completely ignoring his friend (what a good wingman). Talking soon leads to making out. Which soon leads to Cuddler dropping an extended, “Soooo…?” “So let’s go. Now.” We ditch his friend and scamper off to his place. We have a few “breaks” along the way despite my protests about the cold weather and the large amounts of snow in my shoe.

Then we’re in the door. On the bed. My clothes are gone. I’m on top wildly writhing about. His clothes come off. Oh how I love belts. I go down. He makes the most delightful noises. I come up. Fuck me. Now. I claw at him while he pounds away. He asks me to ride him. No. Fuck me harder. He does. His cadence is unbelievable.

When he finishes I’m no where close. I’m still out of control and ridiculously would up. I keep pressing and rubbing my body all over his. I can’t stop moving. I need more. I continue until he asks what’s wrong with me. I lead his fingers to where his exhausted cock should be. Fuck me. He more than obliges until calmness overcomes me. I roll over, steal the amazing duvet (that I literally have dreams about) and pass out.

What about Nibbler? He was in the wrong place. He turned down an offer to meet me after the bar hours earlier.

Time for a Safeword

2011-02-16T03:50:00.001-05:00

I was hanging out with Nibbler the other night and I was in a terrible mood. I was super stressed and buzzing on hormones and caffeine while he was infuriating me beyond belief. I wanted to go home and sleep it off but he wanted to talk about it.

I’m not sure why (or how he got the balls) but Nibbler playfully hit me on the shoulder and told me to talk. That was a risky move in this situation. I was so upset; I easily could have blown up in his face and took off. I knew I was being irrational and moody for no reason and then Lance’s post about dealing with bratty girlfriends flashed in my mind. Why not try to resolve this with a rough fuck?

So I hit him back. Hard. And I told him he was irritating me and hit him again. Will he remember his lesson from last week? He lightly pushed me. Maybe he understands. I grabbed his wrist and wrenched it away from me. With a smirk on his face he told me to “stop being an annoying bitch.” “Make me.”

I climbed on top of him, straddled his chest and pinned his arms down. This turned in to a full on wrestling match. I was on top. I was on the bottom. I was pinned. I wriggled free. Pinned again. Twisted free. At one point I had his arm and head in a lock with my legs. My hands were free to tickle and hold his other arm. He was pissed and I was feeling way better. I was having fun for the first time that night. He challenged me to throw him from the bed with my legs. It took some readjusting but I managed.

He got up from the floor and sat at his desk chair. Hey, sir! I’m not done over here. Be a fucking man and make me admit defeat. Don’t be a pussy. I tried to taunt him back to play by claiming I won and that I’m stronger than him. It didn't work. He was “tired”. So naturally, I was upset again since we were back to square one, except he was being more of a baby. He came back to the bed to try to calm me down and I gave him a two-handed shove to the chest and demanded he play with me. He whined some more about being tired so I shoved him again. I sensed a light bulb going off. He grabbed a handful of my hair and told me to stop it. Or what? I swatted his face.

“That’s it! You’re going to get it.” Finally!

He was on top of me fast. I was folded up like a rag doll and all of his weight was pressing on to me while his hands went wherever he wanted. He rolled me on to my side and yanked my pants halfway down. I tried to push him away, close my legs and pull my pants up. He put his weight on one of my arms, grabbed the other and shoved his fingers inside of me. I kept struggling until I had worked my knees up enough to push him off. I was spun on to my stomach and he pulled my sweater off but left my hands tangled up in the sleeves while he took his pants off. When he came back at me, he ripped the sweater off, tore my pants away and went to town. While he fucked the shit out of me I kept pushing him away—I was pushing back so hard against him that my arms were sore the next day. I didn't pay attention when he announced he was going to cum. He could do whatever whenever he wanted. He had won.

Once he slowed down, I pushed him one last time and told him to get the fuck off. I jumped out from under him, dug my vibe out of my purse, grabbed his hand and finished myself off.

Nibbler was dazed. “So that was kind of like… uh… rape.”

“Just about. I guess it’s time we made a safeword.”

Eye for an Eye

2011-02-10T01:57:00.000-05:00

I like it rough sometimes. Grab my hair, slap me and shove my face in the mattress, rough. And it’s really been lacking lately. I don’t want to have to ask to be hit or spanked. I don’t want to have to put his hands around my throat and I certainly shouldn’t have to tighten his grip once they’re there. It’s a total buzzkill for me.

So instead of explicitly telling Nibbler to get rougher I’ve been trying a more indirect approach which I thought would be effective.My plan was to be bratty and annoying to legitimately anger him into hitting me back. The last couple romps I started out subtly by just swatting him on the face – no effect. I decided to amp it up this most recent time with a trifecta of irritations.

1. I repeatedly swatted him on the face, sometimes with sting.
2. I rolled out from under him, climbed on top and pinned him down. (I’ve always found this fun but I think he finds it emasculating.)
3. And lastly, he hates being tickled so of course I exploited that as well.

I thought my three-pronged approach would certify a spike in aggression but no-fucking-dice! It completely turned him off and gave me more work to do since I had to backtrack and explain everything. Sometimes I forget men can be simple creatures and direct is always the best course of action.

I hit you --> You hit me.

Mission accomplished though. My neck was still red the next day. Let’s hope he can remember this simple concept.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #31

2011-02-08T06:45:00.000-05:00

Traveler Take Two

2011-02-04T02:00:00.001-05:00

“Kiera? I'm on the right side -- in the black BMW.”

I hung up my phone, threw on my coat on and headed out of the Starbucks into the cold winter air. I spotted his car, waved and climbed in. He looked exactly the same as he did over a year ago. We drove across town to a hotel and parked in the back. Traveler rambled on about how pleased he was with the private entrance while I memorized his license plate -- safety first ;)

We made our way inside. Traveler walked quickly and with his head down whereas I strolled at a leisurely pace, said hello to the maid and gave a cheeky wave over my shoulder to the security camera.

Once in the room he suggested I get changed. I took my sweet time in the bathroom and folded my clothes into a neat stack on the counter. I slipped into my black and pink merry widow. Slid on my stockings and fastened the garters. I hopped up on to the counter to put my heels on. Then I sat and waited. Just because I could. I could hear that he wasn't moving in the other room. He was sitting in anticipation. So I waited a few more minutes.

When I walked out I found him sitting in the corner armchair with his camera ready. He started snapping pictures as I slinked onto his lap and then on to my knees. The pictures didn't stop while his cock was in my mouth. Or while I was playing with myself on the bed. I knew he must have put down his camera though once he pulled me roughly by the ankles to the edge of the bed and unclipped my stockings.

Game on.

The rest is a blur. I remember the reflections on the huge mirror and the large TV were enticing to watch. It was a main floor room and the curtains were wide open and I was dying for someone to walk by. We fucked on the desk until my legs couldn't take it any more. And I have no idea how long I went down on him for but it must have been a while since he asked what my longest bj session was. Back on to the bed. Back on my knees. Even after he was spent, I kept going until it was decided he couldn't be revived for round two.

We dumped the photos on to my flash drive. And then came the matter of reimbursing me for my lingerie purchase since it was supposed to be his treat. He handed me a bunch of bills -- It felt a bit like prostitution and I was surprisingly okay with that.

Traveler dropped me back off at the original Starbucks meeting point and that was that. I got what I wanted (an adventure, a photo set, new lingerie and a cock to have my way with) and he got what he wanted.

My 2 Favourite Things

2011-01-27T07:25:00.002-05:00

1. Lelo Lily
2. Dreamtoys Glassworks Tutti Frutti

The combination of these two is unbelievable. I could play with them all day. Glass > silicone. It glides like a dream. Hits all the right spots. Both ends are wonderful. Perfect length. Easy to clean. Heat up it up or cool it down. The only downside is that I can't put it in my mouth - try explaining that chipped tooth to a dentist. I don't mind imagining though because one of these days I will have the fucking of a lifetime and a cock in my face.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #30

2011-01-25T06:45:00.003-05:00

Sign Me Up!

2011-01-23T22:58:00.000-05:00

I thought I should let you guys know that I just signed up for a striptease and lap dance class. Unfortunately, it's not for two more weeks. Maybe a trip to a strip club is in order in the meantime... for you know, research.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #29

2011-01-18T07:45:00.000-05:00

Because I like cheesy alliteration and porn I have decided to combine them both in to a totally titillating semi-weekly segment. It's simple. I'll share a link of a NSFW video or two that left me shaking. Maybe I'll comment on it, maybe not. Get a glimpse in to what gets me off. (And if you come across anything similar in your porn trolling that you think might do it for me, share that shit! Nobody likes a greedy porn hog.) Finally, make sure you touch yourself this thrilling Tuesday too! Why? Because I told you to. And because it's fun. :D

XNXX has a decent mobile site and a pretty good library overall. I haven't had any problems yet but I pretty much only stuck to this video my last three visits. I've said this before but I love Tori Black. I could watch her all day.

Today is also the third anniversary of losing my virginity! Thanks Toronto-Boy! I've got a busy day today so I really hope there's room for playtime because I want my ass's cherry popped tonight.

Virginiversary: 2009, 2010 and as a bonus I came across this (I miss nights like that).

I Kissed A Girl

2011-01-14T22:41:00.000-05:00

Actually I kissed two. Well they kissed me and I kissed them back.

I've never really understood why drunk girls kiss each other all the time. Now I know. Because it's fucking awesome. It's soft and sparkly, hot and delicious.

Ladies, I'm officially open for business. Now I need to find a nice girl with a little experience to show me the ropes.

The two girls I briefly made out with are out of the question. The potential for awkwardness is way too high. Even though the one girl asked me to be in a threesome with her boyfriend. I just might have to get in touch with a guy I met on POF that had an interested lady friend.

Gas Money

2011-01-11T16:44:00.001-05:00

It started after my official break up with Nibbler. On a whim I messaged Doc on his Ashley Madison profile. I had a story I thought he'd get a kick out of and well... I wanted attention. We've talked on the phone a bit and had a few failed attempts to meet up. Now I've remembered how annoying he is. I'm bored with him and he keeps texting. And wanting to hang out.

He suggested we meet up tonight. I agreed because... well honestly I don't know. I wanted to suck a dick? Then guess what he asked me. Guess!

Doc: Well if I came there could you chip in $20 toward gas? Just because it's long to drive two hours plus round trip, etc.

WHAT.

Me: You want me to pay you to blow you? I don't think so.

Doc: Obviously not lol. Friends chip in toward gas all the time - that's like saying I'd be paying to enjoy your company if it's the other way around, which it is, etc. It's hardly an unreasonable request lol

FRIENDS? Definitely not.

Me: You realize I've been unemployed for months right? I can't easily toss around 20 bones.

Doc: I understand...nor is $30-$40 something i can afford to "toss around" given a mortgage and countless other expenses. I wouldn't ask if I was still making huge money.

WOW. A grown man 10+ years my senior asking for gas money so he can pick me up and get a fantastic couple of bjs. New low. How did I ever associate myself with him?

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #28

2011-01-10T06:45:00.002-05:00

Happy New Year!

2010-12-31T07:45:00.002-05:00

This is the leggy portion of my New Year's Eve dress. I know it's extremely short -- that's what I get for ordering it online. According to my trial run I just can't bend my legs much further than that. Stairs will be interesting. Oh well... sheer black hose and alcohol will help.

Happy New Year! I'll be back in a week or so! :D

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #27

2010-12-28T06:45:00.001-05:00

Because I like cheesy alliteration and porn I have decided to combine them both in to a totally titillating semi-weekly segment. It's simple. I'll share a link of a NSFW video or two that left me shaking. Maybe I'll comment on it, maybe not. Get a glimpse in to what gets me off. (And if you come across anything similar in your porn trolling that you think might do it for me, share that shit! Nobody likes a greedy porn hog.) Finally, make sure you touch yourself this thrilling Tuesday too! Why? Because I told you to. And because it's fun. :D

I just got back from an innocent and "friendly" hangout with Nibbler that turned a little feisty. I had been trying to distance myself entirely from him and it wasn't really working. Then I decided to just emotionally distance myself. Didn't work. Then I tried to distance myself sexually... temporary success!

Some cuddling while watching the best show ever turned into trouble when we had some internet connectivity problems. Whoops. I held strong though! Clothes stayed on. I felt young again.

Then as soon as I got home I jumped across my bed and opened the middle drawer of my bedside table (the drawer with all the fun) and it broke! Damn you, Ikea! I can probably fix it on my own as I'm handy like that. I just hope I don't have to ask my father which would mean taking everything out and placing fake items in their place.

Anyways, I popped on some porn and got to it. Nothing fancy. Didn't take long since I was pre-wound up.

Go porn it up, Reader!

The Key

2010-12-16T06:45:00.006-05:00

Where does one draw the line between appropriate and inappropriate? Friendly and too friendly? The other day I was wearing an inconspicuous outfit with this key necklace.

Nothing crazy, right? Then why did a licensed medical practitioner 30 years my senior start a conversation about swingers with me while I was in his office?

MD: I hope you don't mind me asking... but what does that key symbolize for you?
K: Nothing actually, I just thought it was cute.
MD: Did you know that in the 1970s girls wore these if they were into the swinging scene.
K: *Blank stare & stifled laughter*
MD: You know, swingers? When couples get together at parties and swap partners... sexually.
K: Uhhh... yeah, sure.
MD: Well they would wear keys to symbolize to the public that their men shared them with other men.... at parties... in the same room.
K: Oh, very interesting...
MD: I know you're not wearing that with that intent of course. I know you're not like that. At. All.
K: *What the fuck?*
MD: Keys were all the rage. Even Penthouse--an adult... pornographic... magazine--they had a key as their symbol.
K: Oh, wow. Very interesting.
MD: Yeah they had "key clubs." But you'd never do anything like that.
K: *Nervous laughter* No, of course not.
MD: I just wanted you to be aware in case anyone made weird comments to you about it.
K: Oh okay, thanks.

There was way more to this ridiculously creepy conversation but you get the jist. After he dropped the key thing he went on a rant about how "pretty girls" shouldn't wear rings on their right ring finger (like I was) because it symbolizes they've been divorced and turns off single men from approaching.

Awkwardawkwardawkward! It felt like I was trapped in the tiny office with this man for an eternity. The door handle was so close, yet seemed so far.

I'm sure he was just being nice and sharing quirky facts but it was still totally inappropriate, right?

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #26

2010-12-14T07:33:00.000-05:00

Because I like cheesy alliteration and porn I have decided to combine them both in to a totally titillating semi-weekly segment. It's simple. I'll share a link of a NSFW video or two that left me shaking. Maybe I'll comment on it, maybe not. Get a glimpse in to what gets me off. (And if you come across anything similar in your porn trolling that you think might do it for me, share that shit! Nobody likes a greedy porn hog.) Finally, make sure you touch yourself this thrilling Tuesday too! Why? Because I told you to. And because it's fun. :D

When I started looking for a vid today I thought I wanted some wholesome amateur stuff. Like this. Mmmm at 1:22! But that just wasn't cutting it for me. So I jumped to this and started around 13:20. It literally only took 30 seconds. Bam.

We've been through this before but I abso-fucking-lutely need to try being fucked while having a cock in my face. It would make my life. I'd be the happiest girl ever! Call me a "whore" at the same time and I would do anything.

Can anybody recommend some good mobile porn sites? I'm sick of pornhub limiting me to only the first pages of each category and I lovelovelove watching it on my iPhone while in bed.

Research

2010-12-07T07:22:00.011-05:00

I tried to find some porn tonight but my internet connection has been shady. So I used my usual Monday night porn trolling time to conduct some intense and focused research with my latest sexyfuntime purchase. It's absolutely delightful! A few more sessions and I'll give you the run down.

Maybe some links later tonight... depending on what the research calls for.

Tell Me What I Am

2010-12-03T07:45:00.002-05:00

"You're such a fucking whore." Spank on the left. Spank on the right. "Dirty fucking slut." Slap to the face, then a hand around my throat.

Oh, Nibbler, you have no idea. You have no idea you're hitting the same bruise made by someone else. You have no idea I was parked in this exact spot 3 days ago. No idea I was getting fucked and spanked just as hard as I am now. No idea I fucked a man hours after blowing you. No idea that this filthy whore was planning a sex-road-trip this week.

"Hit me again." He hits the cheek with the bruise. That's all it takes and I'm screaming in delirium.

"Whore."

There was no doubt when I came. It was hard, loud and I was out of control.

It was the best sex we ever had. (And we had a lot.)

"You realize you were screaming, right? What got into you?"

"I have no idea." I guess there's a difference being called a whore for fun and being called a whore when you know you are. A big super fun, fantastic and awesome difference.

Before & After

2010-12-01T07:20:00.004-05:00

Remember the guy that bought me my first lap dance? He was in a town this week because of some family stuff so we hung out a couple of times. He's been in the friend zone ever since I met him this summer. There was no way I would do anything with him. Plus he's my friend's cousin. Even though she's pushing for it I hate the idea of it. He's super friendly and nice but not my type. Or so I thought.

Let's call him Shortstack, since I've got a few inches over him (being tall sucks sometimes). He's been into me since we met and he's been a complete gentleman about it. We even shared a bed one drunken night and he didn't even cross the imaginary centre line (much everyone's surprise). Whenever we hang out though the conversation topic always turns to sex, porn and strippers. It doesn't bother me. I can talk about sex casually with men all day without a problem but Shortstack likes it too much. So shame on me for letting the conversations continue and escalate because I know it riles him up. I'm a tease in that sense, fine, sue me.

He came to visit at the absolute perfect time. I was 12/10 on the horny scale all week. I was dying for action. I had been pulling strings all week to make something happen with anyone -- but that's a post for later. I found it completely fascinating that as soon as I'm single and desperately horny after a long dry spell, Shortstack shows up. I knew it was going to be trouble.

I joined a bunch of his family and mutual friends for drinks early last week. It was awkwardly obvious to everyone there that he was digging me. I wasn't really interested. Later that week Shortstack, my friend (his cousin) and I went to the movies. I got stuck in the middle seat. Sitting in the dark for 2 hours somehow drove me absolutely crazy. I wanted to pounce. We went our separate ways after the movie because it was late but I wanted to play. 20 minutes later in a moment of weakness I texted him asking if he wanted to hang out. Logistically it didn't work out and I was pissed at myself for putting my cards on the table.

We made plans for just the two of us to go out the next night. I didn't like that it felt like a date, I just wanted to play. Regardless, I was optimistic and based on all our previous conversations I was hoping for at least a spanking... so I took a before picture.

Before - Saturday Night

We went to a few different bars trying to find the right scene for us and we ended up at a strip club. We should have just went there right from the start. This was the same club I went to with Nibbler and crew a few months ago. The girls were considerably hotter and the dancing had improved since than last time I was there. It was hot. I sat in a trance and Shortstack was intrigued... along with the other male patrons that kept making eye contact and sleazily waving at me. All we talked about was sex sex sex. He escalated his usual quick soft touches and grazes to longer lingering ones.

Eventually we walked back to the car and he dropped me off at home. He didn't make a move. I lingered longer than I thought was necessary. So I shook his hand, wished him well and left. We started texting shortly after. He asked if he should have made a move. I said yes. He accused me of being coy. I told him to fuck off. So he got in his car and came back. I didn't even have my front door locked and I was pushed up against the wall being absolutely ravished. We moved to the car and then to the trusty parking lot a few blocks away.

Somehow I ended up pantsless in the back-seat with Shortstack's face buried between my legs. Then he's fucking me. And choking me. And holy shit does he have an amazing face slap. The perfect spot and the right curvature to the hand. Once he had finished and pulled his boxers back on, I climbed on top and started to ride. That's when the spanking started. There wasn't much room for a backswing and the angles were off but he did pretty good.

So the after shot is a combination of Shortstack on Saturday night, Nibbler Sunday afternoon and Shortstack again Sunday night. Now I've had waaaay better markings but this is a nice start to get back into it.

After - Monday Night

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #25

2010-11-30T06:45:00.013-05:00

Broken Up

2010-11-20T00:30:00.000-05:00

It's done and I'm sad.

I've never voluntarily pushed someone who loved me away. I care about him way more than I let on here. But it's what has to be done so I can be me. All I can do now is hope he keeps his promise to never try to find the blog. That would be A Fucking Disaster of Mega Proportions. I don't want him to be hurt by what he could read and I'm not quite sure how to safeguard against that. I don't want to erase history or censor myself in the future. I welcome suggestions via comments or email.

The Craving

2010-11-15T07:35:00.002-05:00

I haven't felt sexy in quite some time. I feel attractive when I go out to the bars because men are looking and approaching but I don't feel sexy. I don't feel the need to have sex or to think sexually at all. I barely felt the urge in Niagara the other weekend but I put out anyway. And I gave Nibbler a low-effort bj under a blanket outside one night last week because he practically begged. I was not into that one at all.

I'm not sure what my problem is. I think it's largely to do with the fact I don't want to be in a relationship any more. (I tried to break up with Nibbler last week. It failed. He's way too smitten and optimistic to see that I've already mentally checked out. I really don't want to break his heart. It's going to be hard.) But if that were solely the case, I'd be itching to fuck other people or at least myself, right?

I'm a 0/10. I miss flying high at 9s everyday. I don't feel like myself at all. I miss The Craving.

The Sex of Sex Weekend

2010-11-05T11:03:00.009-04:00

Nibbler's jaw hit the floor when I stepped out of the washroom decked out in my surprise. My hair was big and curly and my eyes were loaded with dark heavy makeup. My tits looked fucking huge in the best black lace bra ever. My fishnets were attached to a garter with a teeny-tiny skirt. And heels of course.

At first I thought he was disappointed because he just kept staring awkwardly but as it slowly digested he changed. He was like a little kid at Christmas! He kept trying to compliment me but he was unable to form coherent sentences. I can hardly remember what we actually did although I will never forget the look of pure joy on his face.

We stood for a long time while he admired and felt my body from head to toe. We had the curtains open on the wall of windows so I had fun watching the reflection (and waving to passersby). Nibbler loved just looking so he would direct me into various poses.... bent over the desk, on my knees, bent over the edge bed, on the chair with my legs wide, on all fours... whatever he wanted I did.

Since my memory is shady I tried to piece the events together from the torn up room description but that didn't give me much to go off of. Basically there was spanking, fucking, sucking, more spanking, more fucking, more sucking and a shower.

Sadly, we only really had sexy time on the Friday night... so much for "Sex Weekend." It somehow turned into "Be A Tourist and Walk Really Really Far in the Rain Weekend." I did put on a quick show for him to jerk off to Saturday night before we went out on the town. We should have locked ourselves in the room all weekend. Fuck.

Good news though! We're kind of having a re-do this weekend. We got a sweet deal to head to Niagara, so we'll try again. Nibbler has been begging me to wear the outfit again. Begging. Every single time he sees me. He says it should be a permanent staple in our playtime and that I should "carry it around everywhere in my purse with my toy."

My Bald Hero

2010-11-05T01:33:00.000-04:00

Lately I haven't been feeling it. It's fucking insane! How have I survived! My little electronic best friend has sat in my suitcase since Sex Weekend (the weekend before Halloween -- which was super fun! I loved my costume because it was equal parts sexy and ridiculous). I hadn't consumed a pixel of porn in over 2 weeks. My hand ventured south a few times but after a few rubs, I'd give up. Until tonight! I was packing for the weekend and tested the charge on my toy. It buzzed sufficiently but I figured I should test it on the real deal just to be safe. Just a few seconds and bam! It was like the first time it ever touched me. It was fantastic! I was grinning like a fool and set it aside. I gave it a little pat and said, "I'll see you shortly."

Once I finished packing and such I jumped into bed and pulled up pornhub on my phone. In the first tiny thumbnail I saw a bald man. Bald men never used to get me excited ever but now it brings to mind my absolute favourite "porn star." You may remember him from such acclaimed films as Dude Unleashed Cock of Thor on This Bitch among others in my TYTTT collection.

I waited patiently to hear his memorable voice. "Good girl." It was him! I would do anything to have that man call me a good girl. I eventually came and it felt like getting hit over the head by a sledgehammer. I waited far too long. Thank you for giving me my groove back, Bald Hero.

Maid of Honour

2010-10-25T07:15:00.008-04:00

The hotel room was a fucking disaster Saturday morning. It was absolutely wrecked -- you'll find out how later. We had two beds so we decided to dedicate one for fucking and one for sleeping.

The fucking bed was torn apart. There was a sheet draped over a chair awkwardly wheeled to the centre of the room. The comforter was sprawled out on the floor. Pillows were everywhere (except for the ones with cum stains... they were in a neat pile in the corner). My bra was thrown over a different chair. Fishnets were on the floor. The heels had been carelessly tossed. A large box of condoms was torn apart on the beside table with the contents everywhere. A bottle of lube was knocked over nearby. I had no idea where my vibe or garter had gotten to. There were soaked towels in the bathroom from a shower I hardly remember. The champagne bottle was empty and there were cups and water bottles everywhere.

It was fucked up. And that's just the "dirty" stuff. We woke up late and wanted to get out shopping so we left the room as is. We made sure the "Do Not Disturb" sign was still on the door and took off.

When we got back after a long day of shopping in the rain, all I wanted was a hot bath and a glass of wine. I was filling up the tub before Nibbler even had his shoes off. But WAIT a second! All the towels are folded and we have new soap.... nooooo! I ran out into the main room and it looked absolutely perfect. Fucking balls.

The beds were made. The chairs tucked in where they belonged. All of my clothing articles were in a neat pile at the end of one bed and Nibbler's on the other. The maid even straightened the bedside table. Spilled condoms were put in the box. My vibe sat neatly beside the lube.

I'll repeat. My vibe sat neatly beside the lube. As in, THE MAID HANDLED MY VIBRATOR that I had lost amongst sheets and pillows.

Yes, I guess it's her job. Yeah, she's probably seen worse. But I was mortified and I'm still embarrassed about the mess. Awkwardawkwardawkward.

Sex Weekend

2010-10-22T13:20:00.004-04:00

I will shortly be off to Toronto for a sex filled weekend with Nibbler!

The only goal is to fuck as much as possible. In every which way. On every surface in the hotel.

I've got a saucy little surprise for him. I've pieced together a bunch of things he's mentioned and concluded by trends in his porn stash (trashy blue makeup, heavy eyeliner, wild sex hair, thigh-high fishnet stockings, garter belt, cheeky "skirt", lacy push-up bra, etc) and I'm going to bring it to life. Think: typical-porn-star-meets-stripper-meets-call-girl. Classic whore. It'll be good.

We're going to be aching by Sunday. I better be fucked within an inch of my life.

Recap next week. And I'll try to convince him to take photos.

Ps. I fucking love this guy -- "Swallow bitch! there's people starving in Africa."

Turkey!

2010-10-12T01:06:00.003-04:00

Happy belated Thanksgiving! I won't be around for a week or so. Troll the archives if you miss me.

Busted

2010-10-07T07:45:00.003-04:00

Ever since September rolled around Nibbler and I have been left without an adequate place to fuck. We both live with our parents and they are home all the time. Nibbler used to have a dirt cheap sublet that was perfect but it has now expired. We were fortunate a few times with my folks going out of town... even if they came home early - sometimes 2 whole hours - it was better than the parking alternative.

Car sex. I love fooling around in a car, don't get me wrong, it can just be a pain to find a spot to park sometimes. The other night Nibbler and I decided to park at my usual go-to spot. It's an abandoned country property with a huge overgrown driveway. Plus it's only like 5 minutes from my place. The owners of the property have slowly cracked down on trespassers and chained the drive way off about 4 car-lengths off the road. It's still enough room to be secluded though.

I've been here so many times, I've lost count (over 50 less than 100). I've never had any trouble. Well... besides that one time Doc's car battery died so we had to call a cab to come and jump us. Or that time another car (with similar intentions) pulled in behind us then took off.

I've only taken Nibbler here a few times and he was curious about the house at the end of the road. Since there was still daylight we decided to walk down and check it out. It was eerie and I was afraid sketchy dealers would jump out at any moment. I didn't have my contacts in and couldn't see very far so Nibbler kept being a dick saying he saw things. We started our walk back and soon enough he started saying that there was a guy walking towards us. I brushed it off, no way. “No really, there's a guy.” “Fuck you there is not!” There was. Some crazy European man was yelling and jogging towards us. He was livid. We were trespassing on private property, blah blah, he takes care of the place, blah blah, he should call the cops. We apologized and kept quiet while he freaked the fuck out.

We walked back to our car (which was now blocked in by this guy's rapist van) in silent shame/bewilderment. This guy then sat in his car for what seemed like 10 minutes before backing out so we could leave. Thank god we decided to walk down and check out the house rather than getting to business. That would have been embarrassing. So that place is now off limits... at least with Nibbler and with Nibbler's car. I'll go again when there is less of chance of being remembered.

This has forced us to use the not-as-secluded park parking lot super close to my house as well as scout for new locations. I think we found a really good one even though it's a bit of a drive. It's super dark with no overhead lighting. Traffic can only enter in one direction and you can see it coming in time to cover up. We had a true test of Nibbler's tinted windows as a couple parked their car two spaces away and walked obliviously by us twice. I just hope they plow it in the winter.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #24

2010-10-05T07:45:00.000-04:00

Because I like cheesy alliteration and porn I have decided to combine them both in to a totally titillating semi-weekly segment. It's simple. I'll share a link of a NSFW video or two that left me shaking. Maybe I'll comment on it, maybe not. Get a glimpse in to what gets me off. (And if you come across anything similar in your porn trolling that you think might do it for me, share that shit! Nobody likes a greedy porn hog.) Finally, make sure you touch yourself this thrilling Tuesday too! Why? Because I told you to. And because it's fun. :D

I was craving some amateur stuff (and apparently blondes) this session.

I started off with Cute Blonde Amateur Sex Tape. Soft and sweet. When he folded her up around 4:00 I was good to go. He should have just gave it to her.

I Moved on to Big Tittied Blonde College Girl Sex Tape. The guy is too focused on the camera and dogs keep walking in on the shot but she goes to fucking town around 8:00. And I don't know how this douche guy kept his hands off her tits the entire time! Mmmm...

And I ended with Adorable Blonde Gets On It. This girl's body is just wow. I'd bury my face in her ass. I love porn with a "euro" feel like this. The boy is super cute in an young/innocent kind of way. I'd love to rock his world.

Urge to Stray

2010-10-01T06:45:00.006-04:00

I've had my first real urge to stray since Nibbler and I became monogamous. The thought has fleetingly crossed my mind before as in "Oh, it'd be fun!" or "Oh, that's a sexy gent!" Now it has become a little more "UGH! Fucking rules!" and "This really sucks."

I've been a good girl though. Even when I have strange and super hot dreams about Cuddler and Doc and R2's magnificent dick. Even when tempted with text messages from a POF potential and an email about a possible threesome, I held my ground. Even when hit on at the gym. Even when having a conversation with Mono-Boy I resisted the need to bring up sex at all. I didn't even visualize a single cock when I walked by the POF Hookup's house. Even when it's 3 in the morning when Nibbler is asleep and R2 is online - I resist. I haven't logged into any of my mischief accounts (email, chat, "dating" or otherwise) even when I'm bored out of my mind.

It's actually hard and to some it must sound fucking ridiculous. "Boo-hoo. It must be sooo hard to only sleep with your boyfriend." I have to make a conscious effort to turn off my mind all the time. It's hard to say "no" to yourself 10 to 50 times a day. I want Nibbler to tell me he's proud of me. I want him to acknowledge the effort I put in for him. Even though it's basically like saying, "Thanks for not sucking any other dicks, baby!" I want something sincere. (Seriously though guys, I really really want to suck a fantastic dick -- now I'm not saying Nibbler's isn't fantastic but it just wasn't built for my beejay technique.)

I think the problem is that we've been having too much sexy time and not enough other time. I need the other time to justify the monogamous sexy time. I need to find the right balance.

I Just Want To Play!

2010-09-28T07:25:00.001-04:00

For some silly reason I never save my porn links throughout the week. I think it's because I subconsciously want an excuse to troll the smut every Monday night for you guys. Tonight I didn't need it though. I played it in the background but I never even glanced up.

I've been so uncontrollably horny since Saturday that it has gotten out of hand. I need relief.

On Saturday I went over to Nibbler's house to innocently watch a movie. Nibbler had plans to go out with the boys afterwards and I was going to go home to study. Fail. After the movie there was some cutesy cuddling then next thing you know we're fucking.

Round one - I rode that cock to the finish line.

Minutes later I'm begging to play again.

Round two - He jerks off in my mouth.

I'm still want to play but he's done so we watch his entire porn collection while I play with myself and his hand. I recognized a few of the videos... and "stars." (Does that mean I've seen too much?)

I beg him to let me have at his cock one more time. He was doubtful but agreed to try and cum all over my face.

Round three - Massive load all over my face.

I was in the tiny bathroom cleaning off what my tongue couldn't reach when Nibbler came in. I was still raring to go. My ass was pressed against his cock in no time. I don't know how long we stood watching our reflection in the mirror while we played some more. Eventually Nibbler pulled away and told me it was time to go.

Four steps out of the bathroom, I was on my knees with his dick in my mouth. I knew it would be impossible to get it hard again but I couldn't resist. Even though I was extremely gentle I managed to stiffen it up a bit. I kissed it goodbye and we both got dressed. Soon I'm pawing at his dick again. Really, Kiera?! Take it easy. Once we made it to the front door I was trying to take his pants off. He literally guided me out the door while I had a hand down his pants. The drive home was interesting. I was delirious. I had to use the cruise control since my twitching legs caused my speed to be erratic.

Sunday was more of the same expect there was no Nibbler. It was incredibly hard to focus on anything. So I mostly stayed at home in my bed.

I thought I was okay Monday until I went to the gym. The man smell. The buff bodies. The sounds of exertion. Sexy. I was so distracted that I left earlier than I had planned on to come home and play some more.

Nibbler is going to have a fun time trying to shake me loose tonight.

Help!

2010-09-27T02:36:00.000-04:00

I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.
I need to get fucked.

I'm dying. I'm shaking. I need some cock right fucking now.

Wake up, Nibbler! I need your help.

Horny Slut

2010-09-22T07:45:00.003-04:00

I've been an insatiable horny slut this week -- and yes, I realize it's only Wednesday morning.

On Monday I begged Nibbler to make time for me between work and his hockey game. We only had about an hour but I wasn't concerned. He picked me up, I jumped in his car and immediately realized I forgot something. I ran back inside to get my trusty Lelo Lily. We parked in a lot close to a park and climbed into the back. We had perfect timing as the sun was just setting. The dark sky combine with tinted windows made our public location a little more intimate.

He fucked me long and hard. I was folded up in such a tight ball in the corner of the backseat while he just pounded me. To keep my head from repeatedly banging into the door, Nibbler kept a firm grip on my hair. Whenever I had access, my toy was in action. It was fantastic as I've been borderline coming with Nibbler + toy lately. Nibbler just gave it to me. Once we finished things off he was whining about wanting more while insisting he had to go. I did what any horny slut would do, I dared him to come and fuck me again after hockey. He said "maybe" and that he'd text me later.

I highly doubted that he would text as he's a baby about going to bed at a reasonable hour but he did! We met back at the park lot but Nibbler jumped into my car this time as it's roomier and not leather. Oh boy. I was still amped up from the first session. It didn't take long before he was riding me again. I was far less squished this time and managed to find the perfect position. Combine that with my toy and Nibbler's cock I finally came! And not just a tiny one, it was big. I was dizzy. Dazed and confused. Twitchy. I forgot where I was. It was awesome. I clawed at Nibbler's chest and deliriously mumbled "comecomecomecomecome" over and over until he did.

We chilled in the car a bit longer and talked about all kinds of dirty things. Anal is definitely on the docket now. And we're thinking about having a scandalous out-of-town sex filled weekend in October. Before long I was pawing at Nibbler for more. He straddled my chest and teased me by only letting me have quick licks. He jerked himself off and gave me a tasty treat. Then at home I watched some porn and got off again....

Fast forward [>>] to Tuesday night. I had got out of a movie theatre after seeing a movie with a girlfriend. Literally, as soon as I got into my car I had my phone out texting Nibbler to ask if I could come over. He obliged and I sped over to swoop him up. I had intended to jump him immediately after parking but he suggest a walk first. UGH! Fine. We "played" around on a school yard for a bit before heading back to the car. Nibbler railed me even harder than before. I was making all kinds of noise and the windows were down so Nibbler kept shushing me. There was no way anyone could hear us though! He should have been worried about someone seeing the car shaking or fogged windows. I didn't have my toy given the impromptu situation. I really should start carrying it around at all times. Nibbler fucked me until I started to ache so it felt wonderful when he slowed down and I could feel his cock pulse inside of me.

We rested and cuddled until we decided Nibbler really needed to get to bed. Despite that and the fact I knew I was hurting and wouldn't be able to take anymore, on my way to the front seat I made a mischief-stop on Nibbler's lap. He passively attempted to shoo me away. I eventually relented and drove him home.... then aggressively made out with him, told him I'd text him once I got off later and that I'd try not to bother him tomorrow.

The likelihood I'll be begging for more in a few hours is substantial.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #23

2010-09-21T07:45:00.005-04:00

I recently upgraded my shit phone to the incredibly sexy iPhone. This phone has the potential to be lots of trouble. Let's skip the obvious photos and videos, and jump right to the porn. Yup, handheld porn. I loved it. Until I realized pornhub mobile is a greedy bitch! You can only watch videos on their first page of each category. I guess I can't really complain since it's free though. Oh boy, vibrator in one hand, porn in the other. It's fantastic. It's harder to find solid videos for a good rub session but in a pinch it's worth it.

I have a serious crush on Faye Reagan ever since I saw this one. Her tits are mesmerizing. And that stomach... holy shit. She could eat a steak of two, but wow. I did some extra creeping on her and I'm not digging the ultra-freckle face she sports on her website. Other than that, she's smoking.

Switch Hitter?

2010-09-17T07:45:00.000-04:00

Alcohol + baseball + naked women = a super happy Kiera

A few week ago a male friend and I had gone to Toronto to watch a baseball game (sexiest sport ever, btw). Now this male friend is a cousin of a good friend of mine. We've hung out on cottage weekends a few times and decided we should go to a ball game. I made it clear to him it wasn't a date but I think he was still confused.

Regardless, MaleFriend is a chill guy and we've talked about sexy things before so I didn't feel the need to be a good girl and keep the conversation topics PG. At one point on the way home he sighed and said, "You really only think about sex, don't you?" I don't know how it came about but shortly afterwards he suggested we go to a strip club when we got back to town. Greatest idea ever!

It was going to be too late once we got home so we decided to stop in another city on the way. We called directory assistance to find us one but they were no help. Thankfully we had some contacts in this city to help us out. Trying to find this place with the shady directions we were given was hard but we found it!

We strolled on up to a door that had two bouncer folk and were told this wasn't the entrance but I could come in, followed by a hearty chuckle. Oh men. We found the real door, made our way in and sat at a table with a decent view of the pole but not too close to be tip-obligated. This place was waaay better than the one I went to last. There were so many girls. So many. And the majority were actually really hot.

MaleFriend was really keen on buying me my first lap dance ever so we enjoyed the stage shows while I scoped out the girl I wanted. I picked a busty blonde on a tight frame wearing a sexy black lace ensemble. She wasn't too "porn star" but definitely not "girl next door." MaleFriend chased her down for me and brought her over.

I was like a nervous teenage boy. She introduced herself with some cliche stripper name and asked me if I wanted to go in the back or up in the corner. I chose the corner so that MaleFriend and the other patrons could have a peek if they wanted. She took me up and sat me down in the grossest velvet-y chair I have ever seen. I wish I had one of those little handkerchiefs they carry around. She told me MaleFriend had told her that it was my first time, adjusted me properly in the chair and draped her kerchief over my lap.

I was so excited that literally everything that happened next was a blur. I remember she told me that I could "touch her wherever I wanted" and she got to work. She had her tits all over my face. She whispered things in my ear. She kissed my cheeks. She put her hands down my shirt and felt me up. She made me spank her. When she took my hands and had me feel her tits she told me that "it doesn't count -- they're fake." She worked her magic. Her ass was in my face. Her pussy was in my face. She pressed herself all over me. She rubbed my thighs. It was fantastic. I probably had the biggest smile on my face. All I could think was "This is awesome. This is awesome. This is awesome. This is awesome."

She eventually climbed off and asked me if I had fun. Um, YES. We started chatting about the other strippers and she said that some of the other girls absolutely love dancing for lesbians (Hey now! Make no mistake, I love cock, ok?) and that they'll get completely crazy. So crazy that the stripper will strip the patron and put on a big show. Sign me up? Once the small talk was over, she shook my hand (buzzkill), told me her real name (is she trying to ruin the fantasy?) and asked me where I got my necklace. Typical girl.

I was still in a trance but I managed to make it back to MaleFriend.

"How was it?"

"Fucking awesome."

"What'd she do?"

"Fucking awesome stuff."

"So you liked it?"

"Yup." I was nodding my head with a huge smile then stopped. "Uh-oh."

"Uh-oh what?"

"You started something bad."

"What do you mean?"

"Girls. Uh-oh. A switch has been flipped."

"What! You don't want cock anymore?"

"Of course not! But now I want girls too.... real bad."

MaleFriend just laughed.

The next time I saw him the first thing he asked me was if I switched teams yet. I could never switch. I've always been a little curious about girls. But this was like a slap in the face. I'm officially curious. Really fucking curious. I originally thought I'd only be able to play with a girl in a threesome but I think I could rock it solo. Interesting fact: I think I'd have to be the dominant one. I'd smack her around real good.

Lastly, I need suggestions on how to look more approachable in the club. I'm usually the only female patron and I don't want to deter the girls from our table. I don't want them to think I'm the tag-along-jealous-girlfriend. I want tits in my face and an ass on my lap.

Boyfriend

2010-09-16T07:36:00.000-04:00

Uhoh. I've done it guys. I've sincerely agreed to be monogamous with Nibbler.

After our two week "break" things between us had been like nothing really happened. We had an initial talk and our technical definition of our new arrangement was "friends with benefits." Nibbler was adamant that he could think of me only as a friend and everything would be fine. We'd hang out less and just fuck. So much for that plan.

We hung out a lot. And fucked a lot. It was lovely. Of course there's been a few arguments... ie: the time he riled me up then told me he had no condoms or the time he refused to take a picture of me while fucking!

We both knew we weren't being "friends." So the other day he laid down the law and told me I had to decide if I wanted to keep seeing him or to let him go. It's ultimatum territory, but it really is unfair of me to keep him in limbo since he is mentally incapable of seeing me and trying to find "a girl that will be monogamous" with him. I like him and he really really likes me so why not try it.

It isn't going to be easy. We both know I have a "problem." Nibbler takes this very seriously and believes my addiction to sex is similar to a drug addiction. I don't think I'll tell him that it's an addiction to cock rather than sex. It's going to take considerable constraint but I really want to try this time. It'll be an interesting experiment seeing as I've never been explicitly monogamous before (except for that one week). Will I be bored? Will I go crazy? Will I be less horny? More horny? How long can I last?

I've made all my various online accounts temporarily invisible and have informed a few of my contacts that I will be unavailable for awhile. This experiment may prove if I have a serious problem with the cock or not.

Feel free to place bets. The winner may get a prize ;)

Bye R2!

2010-09-15T06:45:00.000-04:00

R2 is moving about 2 hours away for grad school so we had to have one last fuck. Oh my. I don't understand how he gets me so ridiculously wet so fast.

His room was torn apart since it was mostly in his truck. Aside from his computer, a mattress on the floor and a pile of random shit, it was bare. I put my things down in a neat pile and then I was thrown on to the bed. He held down my wrists, roughly tried to grab handfuls of me wherever he could and bombarded me with questions.

R2 absolutely loves hearing about my other 'exploits.' He eats it up.

"How's POF going?"

"Anyone new?"

"When was the last time you saw your boyfriend?"

"How did you like sucking off that 33 year old?"

"Fuck him yet?"

[One night a few weeks ago while sucking his dick I basically gave him my entire sexual history. Locations, men, cock sizes, positions, kinks, websites, camming, etc... Over this 30 or so minute span, I've never seen him so turned on ever. He also loves hearing about my "boyfriend" aka Nibbler.]

Then out of character R2 started laying on the compliments about how fucking sexy my body was. He said he was going to miss my super long legs and my tight little stomach while squeezing me in tight handfuls. My body was peppered with little fingerprint sized bruises the next day.

I rode him. He rode me. The end.

I really will miss his monster cock. It's quite divine and I'd say it's almost perfect.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #22

2010-09-14T08:35:00.003-04:00

I don't really feel the need to pay for porn. It's a luxury I cannot afford given the vast amounts of free stuff that does the job. But I really really really really want to see a full length of Brazzers Pornstar Punishment. Like really badly.

I watched a few teasers, then headed over to trusty pornhub. I watched a few snippets but nothing really caught my fancy until I saw a name I recognized from Brazzers!

Carolyn Reese takes it pretty good in this. I wouldn't call it "hardcore" as the title suggests but it's good -- the man is fucking gross though. I started around 16:00 and went right til he busted on her. And I came hard. It was one of those orgasms where you just have to lie in bed trembling and twitching for a while. :)

Now go touch yourself!

Busy Bee

2010-09-13T06:55:00.001-04:00

I've been a busy bee lately. Regrettably, all the awesomeness can't have the lengthy detailed posts they deserve or it'll never get done. I want to get sufficiently caught up this week so expect a bunch of posts.

Met a Man From Plenty of Fish

I was feeling particularity feisty one Sunday afternoon and was chatting with a bunch of prospective guys. One lucky guy propositioned me just right so I decided to meet him for a quick face to face chat. It turned out he lived less than a 10 minute walk from my house. Once again I forgot how old he was and was slightly shocked to find out he was 33. We had some beers while he talked about himself. I steered the conversation towards threesomes, since he'd mentioned he might be able to arrange one.

I guess this gave him the green light to make a move. Next thing you know we're naked in his bed, 69ing. That's something I rarely do and it wasn't bad considering I like to focus on what I'm doing and would rather not be distracted by stubble tickling me. There was a big mirror beside his bed which was fucking awesome for watching. Once I had enough, I hopped off his face, finished him, downed my beer and hit the road.

He satisfied my whore craving at the time but it's not really worth a repeat unless he arranges my elusive threesome. His cock was just okay. Enthusiasm is mediocre. His body was satisfactory. All around just average. I want something awesome.

We've texted a bit since but I'm not really feeling it anymore. No big deal.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #21

2010-09-08T01:28:00.001-04:00

Forgive me... for being late and for the horrible acting.

Sucker

2010-08-26T00:35:00.002-04:00

Nibbler and I talked tonight (the first time since our "break").

And I blew him.

Whoops.

I am such a sucker.

Ps. I hate to keep being brief -- details coming, I promise.

Lap Dance

2010-08-25T00:16:00.004-04:00

I received a lap dance by a hot female stripper last night.

It.

Was.

Fucking.

Awesome.

Reeling 'Em In

2010-08-22T23:22:00.002-04:00

I did it guys! Brand new cock! The first time since Nibbler!

Plenty of Fish pulled through! I'll tell you all about it soon.

Gone Fishing

2010-08-18T00:01:00.003-04:00

I have a feeling I'll be getting into trouble real soon.

Plenty of Fish = sleazy, yet deceptively interesting.

I have some leads. Including one sexy man that I perused with an alternate identity on Ashley Madison. He's a fucking ballbuster (or maybe cuntcrusher?). I like a challenge.

Important Lesson

2010-08-15T12:36:00.004-04:00

A couple nights ago Nibbler was lying on his back and I was kneeling in between his legs sucking his cock like I was getting paid. I had tortured this poor boy enough and really had to get home to bed so I locked eyes with his, reached a hand back to touch myself, made one small moan and he blew.

Instead of lying down and chilling like I normally do with him, I jumped up and put my clothes on. I sprawled out on the couch to wait for Nibbler to get dressed and warned him not to "put his dick in my face." (Because he knows I can't resist that.) I had put my hand over my eyes and turned away from his direction but I heard him creep over. Sigh.

Next thing you know I'm doing my thing again and loving it. 10 minutes later he steps back, zips up and tells me we have to go. EXCUSE ME? Are you fucking joking? I decide when this is over, not you. You're not going to deny me the opportunity to have my mouth around your cock.

I was genuinely upset and he didn't even notice until I swatted him away as we walked to his car. This sparked a huge fight. A week prior I had agreed to try to be "exclusive" with him. So he'd restricted my access to outside cock and now he wasn't letting me have his! Fuck that. See ya later, bud! Because of that and a pile of other relationshit we're on a "break."

So remember guys, anytime your girl wants to blow you, let her.

Filthy Whore

2010-08-12T23:21:00.003-04:00

I need to whore it up. I need to get filthy. It's time to be a bad girl.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #20

2010-08-09T23:53:00.004-04:00

When I think of farms I think of R2. He's a farm boy and it's so fucking sexy. The tan, the muscles, the dirt. Fuck me. So I searched for "farm" on Pornhub tonight. Classy, eh? I skimmed a couple and settled on this one. Start around 4:00. I'm not a fan of either of these "actors" but the girl has a hot shape bent over in the barn like that. And as soon as her leg got thrown up I was done for. A hotter girl comes in shortly after that but I didn't stick around to see what she had up her sleeve.

Have fun!

Update! I just double checked the link and heard the CHEESIEST SOUNDTRACK. It's probably the worst porn music ever. Oh god. It's got some nice banjo twang near the end.

I'm Famous

2010-08-05T18:44:00.005-04:00

I wrote a guest post over at Honey and Lance about my hookup with Mono-Boy and my general dislike of monogamy.

So check it out!

Ps. Nibbler and I are in hot water again. And it's boiling this time. I just can't compromise on monogamy. Even when he gives me the saddest face ever and tells me how bad it hurts him. It's fucking things up hard. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Hat Trick

2010-07-29T23:12:00.002-04:00

3 this week.

Saturday - Mono-Boy

Wednesday - Nibbler

Thursday - R2

Details to come.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #19

2010-07-27T00:05:00.001-04:00

"Suck it. Suck it. Alright... yes, that's it. Suck that fucking cock. One cock's not enough is it? Huh? One cock's not enough, is it? Gotta be two cocks for a nasty fucking slut, right? Right? Nasty fucking slut." *smack* -- I started at 11:00 and watched less than 2 minutes.

I absolutely LOVE this guy. He's so alpha and in control. I would do whatever he told me to. I would agree with whatever name he called me.

I love being asked questions like that when my mouth is filled with dick. You can just hum a nice mmmmhmm and keep on trucking. And if you really wanted to get me going -- combine it with a hard spank. Oh boy :)

DEFCON 3

2010-07-21T06:45:00.000-04:00

Shit. Just when everything was going so lovely something uncool had to happen.

Quick recap!

1. Back in April Nibbler and I had a non-exlusivity talk.

2. 10 days later I started to see R2 every other week or so to fuck around.

3. Today I told Nibbler about R2.

Soooo guess who is unhappy now. And guess who feels slightly guilty.

I'm not sure how it came up but it was after an exceptionally fun romp tonight. He brought up the subject of sleeping with other people so I asked him straight up if he was sure he'd want to know if I had been sleeping with someone else. He wanted to know, so I told him. And now things are "different." We talked about it for quite sometime but it still "doesn't sit right" with him and he needs to digest it further. To placate him I've decided R2 is "on hold" until further notice.

I respected our rules but of course he's still hurt. Ugh! I don't like being the bad guy.

But really... come on, he knows I'm an insatiable sex blogging cockwhore! Did he not think there was a strong likelihood of additional cocks?! Fuck. I hate conflict. The only minor consolation is that it's not my emotional drama causing trouble this time.

I'd say we're at DEFCON 3. I know he'll come around eventually (because I'm fanfuckingtastic) but shit might get worse before it gets better.

UPDATE: Nibbler says we're cool now and we can still continue to see other people. But I'm not quite sure he's thought about it enough. However, I will lower the status to DEFCON 4.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #18

2010-07-20T00:06:00.001-04:00

I found this link saved in a draft with my two sentence post-orgasm review:

"I like it for the bossiness. Too bad the loud bitch is fucking annoying."

Ps. I am alive and will have some new posts shortly.

Bad Girl

2010-07-06T23:55:00.000-04:00

I've been a bad horny girl.

Punish me, please.

Cottage

2010-07-04T22:39:00.002-04:00

Nothing scandalous went down this weekend while I was at a friend's cottage. I did randomly make-out with an American boy (whom I later discovered was three years my junior) on a lawn chair beside a pickleball court.

Touch Yourself This Thrilling Tuesday #17

2010-06-29T00:06:00.000-04:00

I feel like I'm starting to show you guys the same stuff over and over. Here's another MFM with fucking ugly dudes. 5:40 to about 9:00 is what worked for me. 13:00 also looks pretty good. I seriously need 2 cocks. I need to get this out of my system. And I really should wash my computer chair. Annnd now I really need to go to bed.

Rippers!

2010-06-28T06:07:00.000-04:00

I made it to a strip club this weekend! I've been trying to get to one ever since my first time last summer in NYC. I've never had any takers (except for the one time they were closed).

I went out drinking with Nibbler and two of his male friends (TallFriend and HotMarriedFriend). Nibbler had told the guy's before I got there that I wanted to hit up a strip club that night and since it was TallFriend's birthday it was easy to convince them to go.

We went to a few bars and about an hour before close we headed to the downtown strip club. It was way busier than I expected. And there were girls everywhere (working girls that is... there were probably only 4 other female patrons aside from myself). I was disappointed with the quality of girls though. I'd say only 1/5 or less were hot. And the "dancing" on the main stage was subpar. "Amber" the closer for the night was the exception since she was sexy as fuck. Like ridiculously sexy. Mmmm! Aside from her, I felt with 2 hours training, I could be just as good or better than most of the girls.

Only TallFriend got a lap dance. He picked a really, really, really unattractive girl. We all tried to talk him out of it and told him to wait for a better girl but he just wouldn't. Her huge tits were nice but that was only a byproduct of being a bigger girl. Had TallFriend waited 2 minutes he could've had this tight little thing that came up to us!

We were getting far less girls coming up to us than the other tables. I blame that on the fact I was there. Whenever they did come up, they would approach me first and get a feel for the table before even talking to the guys. This one girl was shocked that I was enjoying myself and having a good time. Obviously, if I wasn't having a good time, I wouldn't have been there!

Overall it was a really good night. I wish the lap dances weren't tucked away behind a wall with cut-outs because that's what I liked to watch the most. And I love hanging out with just guys. They are so much more chill than girls. I feel less scandalous around guys. Like I can be myself and less secretive around them.

Nibbler and I are totally going back soon! Maybe we'll even try out the other clubs in town.

Ps. I toked with some strippers in the bathroom. Shady yet hilarious!

Tongues, Belts & Strippers

2010-06-25T08:31:00.000-04:00

I wasn't lucky the other night. Well... I got plenty of action from Nibbler but I forgot R2's phone was busted so I couldn't enjoy a "double feature." Oh well! Another time.

Since Nibbler and I have quite a long list of things we've been meaning to try. (I briefly touched on it here.) I decided to cross some off the list. Two in fact!

#1. He went down on me. For the first time ever. It's a long story about how it never happened sooner. 'A' for effort.

#2. I demanded he tie me up for the second round. He's flaked out on this a couple time claiming there was nothing to tie me up with. Even when I'd held a long sleeved shirt in his face, he'd say it wouldn't work. I'm not sure if I suggested the belt, or if he did. Nevertheless, it was quickly pulled from the loops of Nibbler's pants on the ground. I begged him to hit me with it so he folded it in half and raised his arm to strike but he fucking pussied out and only gave me a light swat since the roomies in the living room would hear. :(

Instead, he climbed on top of me, looped the strap through the buckle, sinched it tight around my wrists, and pulled on the excess to hold my hands above my head. I think he fucked me... I'm really not too sure. I was completely distracted by the belt. It was fantastic. We decided to kick it up a notch and put the belt around my neck. I still wanted my hands restrained so I tucked my hands up near my face so my wrists were against my neck while the belt held tight. This was also a nice way to ease in to having just the belt around my neck. It eventually got awkward keeping my hands up around my face so I pulled them out. Oh boy. Just the belt around my neck, being pulled tight while Nibbler went to town was amazing. We're definitely doing that again!

I'm loving that we're trying new things. So I called dibs on seeing some strippers this weekend! I really hope it works out. I want a lap dance or two from some sexy ladies!

Perhaps I should call this the Summer Series of Salacious, Smutty & Scandalous Sexual Surprises? Hmm.. that needs some work.