Wednesday 29 December 2010

squirting

squirting is always somthing that ive found sexy and hot when ive seen it in porn and described by others but i just can't seem to do it!
i do have a g spot, and i can feel it ( when its described by people they say it feels like the roof of your mouth, but i think personally it feels a bit like the head of a cock more than that) and others can feel it too. at least toyboy could when we had (disasterous) sex. Unfortunatley my g spot is just out of reach of my fingers, and i have no toys that seem to help me at all at the moment.
I do have the fun factory delight which is in the post, and yet to arrive as i only ordered it a few days ago.
and i have this thing, which is unfortunatley too soft to find my G spot.
Its one of the things ive wanted to see if i can do for a while, so if you have any hints and tips i'd be keen to know!

Sunday 19 December 2010

mixed blessings

so, i finally got laid :D
however it wasn't that special, and it wont happen again ( boo)
I met a man online who attends uni in Cambridge ( will be known as toyboy cause he's a bit younger than me) , and was looking to have a relationship, so we met up a fair few times and then i stayed the night.
A lot of mind fuckery was involved in this relationship, with the benefit of hindsight its not perfect and i know now there is no chance of a relationship as a BF/GF thing.
so there we were laid on his single bed squashed together, skin on skin kissing roughly and passionately. I pull my leg around his side and grind myself into him, his cock all ready hard. he grabs me and shifts us both round on the bed so that he's on top of me and starts sucking and licking my nipples hard. i moan in pleasure and find his big cock ( the largest I've ever had. i struggle to wrap my hand around it when hes fully errect) and wank him off with one hand while stroking my clit with the other.
he stops licking my nipples and slides his fingers into my wet pussy, rubbing my g spot giving me amasing sensations as i stroke his cock. I shudder to orgasm as he continues fingering my pussy. I find some condoms ( large ones) and he lets me put it on him.
sliding his cock into my pussy felt Divine, stretching and filling me up so well, and his thrusting bringing me closer to orgasm. he stops suddenly, he's come as well, which was kind of anti climatic as i was so near again.
toyboy had explained that he wouldn't last long because of "first night nerves" but i didn't really expect it would be as quick as it was. I had come though so it wasn't all lost.
What happened next made me feel fucking awful. the moment he came he rolled over and accused me of pressuring him into sex, and that he hadn't wanted it. If you read my blog regularly you know that i hate the absence of consent and i would never do something like that! In hindsight i shouldn't have had sex with him knowing full well the amount of mind fuckery he willingly employs and that it was more than likely to turn out like this.
toyboy seems to enjoy relying on the "suffering creative type" cliche that people employ to avoid any responsibility they have over their actions and how they treat others. and i fell for it, hook line and sinker. what a fool I am.
Sometimes i feat i will never find a partner who's, dependable, honest and sincere or get regular, satisfying sex!

Monday 30 August 2010

sex drive and mood.

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Tuesday 3 August 2010

tester review time! satin bondage kit and touche ice.

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Sunday 25 July 2010

toys for boys

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Monday 12 July 2010

sex ( or lack thereof)

what to write about?
other than the fact i have not had sex in so long and i don't think i will get any soon there's nothing really thrilling going on in my life. the heat affects my health ( dyspraxia and joint issues flare up in really hot and really cold climates)
i keep fantasising about some really hot rough sex too which does not help as it makes me so horny.
i want someone to bite my nipples and drag rough hands and scratchy stubble across my skin, alighting my desire. I want to feel those hands against my clit and vulva, rough and demanding. forcing me to come hard and fast and expecting nothing else.
i want my head forced into the pillows, my hips pulled up and a cock pushed into me hard and fast, demanding and wanting instead of needing. i want to hear balls slapping against my ass, a thick cock filling, fucking and stretching me. i want to feel that cock so deep inside me throbbing and pulsing with desire, to feel hot come shooting deep inside me and my orgasm thanking him for treating me like the little slut i am. i want to feel that heady mix of satisfied and tired that comes after fantastic sex!

Tuesday 15 June 2010

sextoys.co.uk review, Nipplettes clamps




nipplette vibrating nipple camps by doc Johnson come in attractive packaging and a tasteful shade of pink. there's no gawping naked women on the cover and the clamps are clearly displayed
they run off of three watch style batteries in each clamp and come with one set pre loaded and another set to change them. It would not be too hard to find replacement batteries but the two sets are more than plenty to be going on with
using them is simple, just press on the clip end to attach them to the nipple and push the black button on the end
there are several problems with the clamps. I couldn't really feel the vibrations on my nipples and they didn't really "clamp"
the vibrations were fairly weak and the motor was quite loud considering the size of the bullet. the clamps feel quite light too and if they were slightly weightier it might have helped with the transmission of sensations.
these would be perfect for those who are not so keen on pain or the tight grip of more traditional clamps or a great way to try nipple play.
because of the weight of the batteries the clip will sort of hang off and the style of them means they can't be tightened as much as i would like them to be.
there is a little screw that means they can be adjusted to be more open if you do have bigger nipples. Personally i feel that a better choice would be a pair of clover nipple clamps and a cheap bullet to give similar sensations.
all in all they were not my kind of thing. I couldn't really feel the vibrations on the nipples and the high pitched buzzing became a little annoying after a while
plus points are the tasteful packaging and colouring of the item, the ready and plentiful supply of batteries
the major negative seems to be that they didn't really clamp as hard as i wanted to and that the vibrations were not strong enough for me.
these clamps are available from both sextoys.co.uk ( where this review appears and where i got the review product from) and lovehoney.co.uk (where the images of the clamps are from)

Monday 14 June 2010

sorry for no posts for a while!

apologies for not posting for a while, moving back to my home county from uni and other things meant it was a bit hetic.
as way of apology heres my boobs covered in strawberry lube :Pok, well i have not got a clue what to write about at the moment, as ive not had sex in about 5 and a half months ( 25th november 2009) so can't really blog about it!
the phone sex and things like that have dried up so it looks like its the end of that all.

Saturday 22 May 2010

Summer sun

another of my fantasies
the fresh sea air and the breeze wafts round me as the sounds of crashing waves and seagul calls. he's beside me, the scent of his aftershave and the lasy grin around his face teasing me knowingly.
he takes me by the hand and drags me past the scores of seaside tourists into a secluded dune and laughs, his eyes glittering with intent.
his had brushes my thigh. I gasp as he laughs. he's known I'm not wearing any panties from the moment we met! his fingers etch over my warm skin as he presses himself into me, kissing hard as his hands reach my already wet pussy. I can feel his cock is already hard, the urgency of his kiss telling me he needs me right now.
he twists me round and bends me over, hearing him unzip his shorts and the tip of his cock flick across my clit. He has me how he wants me and its his turn to tease me. he wants to hear me moan, turned on by the senses surrounding me and the nerves that we could be caught at any second. feeling his throbbing cock on my hard clit, I bed him to fuck me hard and fast.
i feel him sink his cock into me, every delectable inch while his hands grab my hips. each thrust brings me closer and closer to coming while i stroke my clit, his hard fast thrusts rocking my body as my senses overload and i come, squeezing his cock inside me as his come explodes into me. He shudders as we're both gasping for breath and stay entangled for a few moments while we recover
smoothing out our clothes i can feel his cum running down my thighs. this will be a very interesting day out!

Thursday 13 May 2010

fan writing

it was mentioned breifly that i was trying to be Domme as a way of exploring the whole scene and knowing ultimatley what i like. I'm still in contact with the "sub boy" and he's written this for me
"I would arrive and you would check that I was wearing my chastity cage. Once you'd confirmed it was locked and I didn't have a spare, you'd take my key and hide it away from me until further notice.
You would be getting ready for BB's arrival, so I would help wash you, dress you and clean your shoes to ensure you look your best. During the dressing stage you would be trying on different outfits and underwear, posing provocatively, teasing me knowing that I can't get hard no mattter how much I'd like to.
When BB arrived you'd greet him at the door, and after a short conversation, you'd be making out in front of me. You'd tell me to fetch drinks, and I would, while you continued to make out. When I come back, you take the drinks - and mine too, leaving me empty handed. All the while you're insulting me, verbally abusing me..
The two of you are getting more aroused by eachother, and start undressing eachother. Noticing I'm watching you intently, you ask me if I'd like to join you.. I nod a shy 'yes' but you just laugh and continue playing with BB.
Eventually, you begin to go down on him, sucking his cock and jacking him off. I notice now how much bigger than me he is, and how much more he deserves your mouth and touch. You see how horny it makes me and ask me when I last got given head.. I tell you, and you remark that you hope it was good, as it's likely the last head I'll ever get, and go back to sucking BB.
After a while, you decide you're both too horny to keep away any longer, and you both run to the bedroom, dragging me by the hair. You hang a sign around my neck, reading "limp-dick loser" and take a photo, making sure to get my small, caged cock in shot. You mention that it will definitely be going on the blog and then you and BB leap into bed and force me to watch you fuck. He takes you in every conceivable position, and fucks you as hard as you feel you've ever been fucked. You make sure to let me know that I will never, ever, be allowed to fuck you like he does. He makes sure to come inside you, and come lots.
After that, you force me to lie down and you facesit me, your cum-drenched pussy over my face, insisting that I clean you out and swallow all of his cum and your juices. I do so eagerly, my cock straining against the cage harder than ever.
You restrain me tight, making me unable to move my hands or feet at all, and don a glove. You remove my cage, finally, and mention to me that I never even get a bare handjob from you as I don't deserve even that much. You clamp my nipples and pull them tight, jacking me off until finally the pain and pleasure of it all brings me to a huge orgasm.. which you inevitably ruin, laugh, and leave me tied and go back to BB"

Monday 3 May 2010

sevring

Firstly apologies for not updating weekley as promised/intended uni's been a bit of a bugger recently with exams and all.

Id absolutley love to have a dom/me to serve and be their little slut, kneeling at their feet ready and willing to do whatever my dominant wants me to do. feeling their approval and pleasing them turns me on so much and drives me crazy. being their fucktoy and knowing what an honour it is to be in that position licking and sucking and driving them crazy.
i love the thought of being bound and seeing them standing over me, wanting me and having the power to do anything they desire. them holding me down and grinding across my body letting me know how much they need my tounge and body to make them moan, resting between their legs taking them to pure extasy.feeling their excitement and eagerness on my skin, tasting them and seeing their face as i lick and suck them to orgasm.
them biting upon my nipples as my breasts are bound in rope and the little jolt that sparks down to my pussy as my nerves fire with the extasy that comes with the pain, some whipping and being called an absolute whore, it feels so sexy to act as a wanton slut and whore and to please someone by doing so
having hot wax dripped over my naked body while feeling the rope and tape used to bind me pressed against my skin, the stickyness of some fizzy white winde dribbled across my nipples for my dominants enjoyment. mmmm so hot and sexy

Saturday 24 April 2010

Bitch whore Slut

Name calling is never nice in everyday life, but like many people I absolutely love being called lots of things while I’m having sex. I love to be called a slut and a whore in instances where I’m being dominated and acting like one. In real life I would be really offended if someone used these words to describe be, as anyone probably would. Psychologically name calling is very interesting (though I’m no psychologist). it’s the idea of power play and degradation and humiliation that does it for many, while others claim that its empowering to use such terms in a more positive light. While playing in a BDSM sense I’m usually called “my slut” or “my whore” when I’m submissive. I find this really helps set the scene, (I’m a little pleasure seeking thing that deserves no respect until i prove i should have earned it from my master) and it helps me feel “owned” by the dominant. belfast boy will call me his filthy little cunt, and gets me to repeat it as hes coming. it feels so good to be called that, to hear him moaning and knowing ive been a good sub, and feeling like an object to be used and toyed with while imagining his cock deep in my mouth, him pulling my hair and calling me his slut as i swallow his cum.

Some people hate being called names, while others love it, and it can be a good idea to discuss things with your partner before starting to use the terms. Clearly state if there are any words you do not like,
one thing i do not like is the use of parental names such as "mom/mummy and Dad/daddy" the whole thing just feels a bit weird and wrong to me, those titles are to me asexual ( although i know parents are not) and it just kills the moment.
I'd love to hear what other peoples favorite names and words are while they are having sex too, so comment, or email

Thursday 22 April 2010

photograps and a HNT

this song has got me thinking.

sexy pictures can be a great gift for a partner especially in a long-distance relationship. it helps remind them of you, and if youre anything like me will be a massive turn on to send or reveive them.
theres a few usual tips that can be good practice, such as taking images from the neck down if you are not sure if they will stay for your lovers eyes only, and removing anything identifiable from the background or yourself, for example tatoos and peircings.
the other massive question is what to take, and how!
personally i find that black and white images can hide a multitude of sins, such as bad skin tone and things like stretch marks. it can make you look slimmer too. Sepia colours to me feel romantic, and can look just as good as black and white.
the content of the photo is really to be more what you feel comfortable with, and how much nuidity you want to show. it is worth noting that if you do want hard copies of any images than printing them at a shop may be a problem, for one you run extra risk of the images been shared with people you may not want them to be, and some providers in the UK may not print them due to laws or their own company policies.
for me it is easier to take pictures using my digital camera and a timer, or just to use the automatic mode.
here follows an example of my work

Friday 9 April 2010

Fantasies

I have plenty of fantasies, and i think they are a brilliant things to share with partners. Fantasies can fuel sexy texts, e mails and calls. I just love laying next to a partner, caressing and stroking and talking openly about our fantasies. A definate turn on.
My main fantasy involves a fair few elements and its been a main one thats been in my mind since my early to mid teens. the main elements are BDSM, medical fetish and orgies.
I'm taking part in a medical experiment to test reactions, though i do not know what it entails. I turn up to my appointment and am sat in a bland doctors office. A doctor in a suit and a white coat comes to greet me and takes me into the consultation room. im told to stip naked and lay on an examining table. I do as im told as i am nevervous. A nurse come in at that moment. the doctor looks at me and tells me that it is a study to test sexual reactions.
my feet are then put into stirrups and tied there. the nurse starts caressing my breasts and neck as the doctor strokes my thighs. the doctor reasches my clit and starts stroking, getting me wetter and wetter as the nurse pinches my nipples, making them hard and turning me on more than ever.I feel gloved fingers pushing inside me, trying to find my g spot roughly and i get closer and closer to comeing.

Monday 5 April 2010

Threesomes

FFM threesomes are a topic me and Belfast boy have talked about in some detail while having phone and text sex as well as talking occasionally about MMF and even foursomes and orgies.
FFM would be ideal, as I am bi, and he's straight. We both love the idea of me and the other girl kneeling in front of his hard cock. kissing each other with his cock between our tongues, one of us with the his of his dick in our mouth and the other sucking and licking his shaft in a deliciously wet and sloppy blowjob. Positioning ourselves on the bed I leave the other girl sucking and licking his cock as i manoeuvre myself to lick her pussy.
I want him to dominate me, order me to put a show on for him, sat at the end of the bed in a chair with his video camera in hand. Ordered to lick and suck and slide my fingers in and out of another girls wet cunt. being told to crawl over to him and let him suck her off of my fingers. I love making my partners writhe and moan in pleasure, making them come, just knowing Ive done a good job.
I want Belfast boy to come on the other girls chest, grab my head and make me lick all of his sticky hot semen off of her tits. sucking and biting gently on her nipples as i do so, while he has his fingers inside of her again.
I ride him as she sits on his face offering her sweet pussy to him to lick and suck. grinding down on him until we both come hard, his cock filling my pussy and his excitement seeping out of me. pausing as the other woman cleans me, her warm wet tongue lapping around my pussy and clit. then changing places, him fucking her until we all collapse, spent and exhausted.

Thursday 1 April 2010

HNT


not something i am planning on doing reguarly, but it can be fun.

Tuesday 30 March 2010

phone sex.

that northern Irish accented deep voice, my heavy breathing. it can only mean one thing. " i want to see this on your blog slut" i hear, my fingers working my clit. "yes master" if only you were with me, stood in front of me while I'm kneeling, watching you stroke your cock ready to come on my face. properly make me your cum slut just like we both know i will be. taking your cock in my mouth, sucking, licking and teasing you till you cant stand any more. with every fibre in my body i want to suck you till you come over and over several times a day. I don't think you realise just how much i love the silky feel of a warm throbbing cock on my lips and the ooze of pre come showing me how much you like it. the feel of your thighs and arse cheeks under my nails. even how it feels to have your ass clench around my fingers as i massage your prostate, hoping upon hope you come harder than ever before right down my throat. Loving the feeling of your hot cum splash across my face and neck, your hand on my jaw and feeling the head of your cock smear the result of my frantic sucking and licking of you across me. but that's not the end.
you pinning me onto the bed, your fingers finding their way deep inside me, hitting my g spot, your other hand holding me down, knowing when the time comes i will shake and moan so hard for you. trying to make me squirt all over your hands and maybe even into your mouth will be so brilliant I can hardly wait. Just the thought of having your cock inside me, filling me with your come makes me so wet and horny.
you tease me on the phone, telling me how your hands will find my pussy and clit through my jeans, you holding me across my neck, whispering into my ear as i get wetter and closer and closer to coming. your fingers inside me and your thumb pressing upon my clit making me more and more horny until i am on the edge of orgasm. you stop, cruelly laughing into my ears, taking your fingers from inside me and smearing my pussy juices across my face. making me go out to the shop or on some menial errand with my come all over my face...
upon my return kissing me frantically checking that I haven't wiped my juices from my face and that i am being a good little slut. just the threatening of an undisclosed punishment gets me going so much. irregardless of if it is going to be pleasant or not.
I need you now, your cock, your lips, to feel the breath on my ear and neck as you talk dirty to me would be just Divine.

Sunday 28 March 2010

horny

just imagining his hands on my hips, his breath on my neck as he whispers what he wants to do to me into my ear. His big strong hands pulling my ass into him, feeling the urgency and need as his already hard cock strains in his jeans. Getting wetter he knows how much i want, i need but he teases.
turning me around and kissing me roughly, sliding his warm wet tongue tantalisingly over my lip, then biting and pulling knowing how it turns me on. his stubbled face venturing down my neck, his warm breath and soft lips contrasting with the scratch of his stubble, sending shivers down my spine.
his hands slide down my back and onto my bum, squeezing and pulling my hips closer to his hardened cock, grinding against my clit, making me even wetter and more in need of him deep inside me. He pulls my top off and releases my breasts, sliding his tongue over the flesh, licking sucking and biting each nipple in turn. I find the buttons on his shirt, pull it off of him, wanting him naked in front of me, his cock to my lips.
he undresses me, finding my clit with his hand and my pussy with the other. I'm so wet he slides two fingers inside me, fucking me, but its not good enough. i need his cock inside me. I push him to the floor and straddle him, my pussy just inches from his cock. it's my turn to tease now. taking his dick in my hand i rub the head across my wetness, flicking it across my clit, making me wetter. he moans and thrusts his hips. i take him inside me, grinding down on his hips, making us both writhe in pleasure till we come.

Wednesday 24 March 2010

an update

just a quick blog as I'm away over the bank holiday weekend.
b.b is still texting and teasing me and it feels so great at the moment.
As i am a giant sadist i got the April issue of "Company" magazine. It's all about "bloggers" though most of it is about women who somehow are magically empowering every female by writing about fashion or something else totally insignificant in the bigger picture. It could mean so much more if you featured strong independent women who blogged about politics or philosophy or something other than "this dress is so pretty lolz". There's some mention about sex blogging and the obligatory article by "belle de jour" in there about how blogging is so liberating and "kinky". Then overleaf there's a 3 page article on "can a blog get you a boyfriend" and how its all super and dandy to blog about any potential date you have. This may sound hypocitical as I myself blog about b.b and the sub boy but i don't really think its all that important. they both know about this blog, and both read it and like that other people know these things, i just think it gets unfair when your potential paramour has no idea about you blogging, and when you use full christian names. Yes you can do it if you wish, but don't think for one second people are desperate to know how the date you went on was, or anything like that. There's extracts from the writers blog in the article, and it just reads like some whinging self piteous stuff that should remain in a teenage diary, not all over the Internet. Never use names, never expect readers to pity you, and above all else never ever expect anything good to come from writing a blog!
there is also a heck of a lot of other prattle in the generic "women's monthly" magazine styles. they even go as far in the "sealed shocking STI" section to try and say that there's "his and hers STD's". last time i checked herpes wasn't gender exclusive..
There is also a main article on "Saturday night sexism" about the club scene and how women are "at risk" of lewd comments from drunken men. Company then have a quote form a women's advocate quickly blaming the lad's mags and television for treating women like objects. but its all quickly forgotten in the back pages of the "e flirt" section! its over sensationalised fear mongering to rival the daily mail! I've been out plenty of times and yes, I've seen it happen sometimes, but I've also seen a lot of women groping and fondling men and acting inappropriately. women are not some needy victims that the article portrays and it just annoys me!
the other parts i have issues with are more subtle and could be lost in nuances. One article by company's "blogger of the year" suggests that you flirt like mad to get what you want, and also suggests you get a rich partner so you can use them "like a credit card". yes, its supposed to be humorous, but there is still this thinly veiled ideals there that do not sit easily with me!
Another piece in the advice column states that the readers new partner should cut all ties with his best friend because she used to be his fuck buddy. this one annoys me because of the presumption that its inevitable that he'll cheat on the girlfriend (um hello? self restraint!)
heh i guess I'm a bit more of a sadist than i guessed.

Saturday 20 March 2010

anal adventures

I have never had full penetrative anal sex with a partner, but it sure sounds an amazing thing to do. Belfast Boy teases me over the phone a lot, the thought of his hot come dripping out of my ass and onto my thighs sends us both wild!
This afternoon i had my first foray into the world of anal sex toys.
following various advice from different sources ( but mainly lovehoney's user forums) i purchased my first toys, and a douche. firstly i tried the douche which was tricky to use, i must admit as it was solo play i skipped this part, i knew from past times when id used my fingers it wasn't too messy, if at all. then came the fun part...
I started with the basics slimline butt buddy, which is a lovely little ( and i do mean little) toy, which slid in with no problems whatsoever when coated in some water based lube. this did feel nice, but it wasn't too thrilling for me personally, especially as I'm working up to being able to take Belfast boys gorgeous cock in my ass. After relaxing a little and having the basic toy inside me, i moved onto the bigger glass toy i treated myself to. This toy is stunning to look at with its swirls and paint, and feels so amazing in the hand, little but weighty it feels Divine sliding inside me too. It took a lot longer sliding this toy into me, but with patience and waiting before sliding deeper i took it into me. then the phone rang.. damn.
in any other circumstance this would be such a passion killer it would have been game over. but it was Belfast Boy, calling after my sexy picture taking of me wearing a ball gag. i told him what state i was in, how I had a toy in my ass and just wishing it was his cock instead, or he could be here sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy, with his cock in my mouth filling me so deliciously. with his sexy accented voice telling me what he will do to me down the phone and the plug inside me, i worked my fingers on my clit, and came harder than i have in a long time
It is kind of weird, that i felt my ass contract around the plug when i came. it felt like a different kind of orgasm too, i felt satisfied as usual, but i felt this eery calmness and weariness fall over me. so much so i almost forgot Belfast boy on the other end of the phone. one things for certain, i didn't make much sense after that.

Wednesday 17 March 2010

Sexy soundtracks

Music has always been a very important part of my life, and in this is a key ingredient for setting the mood for me.
I’m a romantic deep down (very deep!) and I tend to love music that takes a twist on the usual soppy romantic ballad. I’m not the kind of person who goes all gooey listening to Robbie Williams or Aerosmith, but there’s definitely a subtle kind of weird melancholic romance in the cure and Leonard Cohen songs that appeal to me.
Hallelujah is just so hauntingly beautiful (the Cohen version) and “so long, Marianne” is a great song too. “just like heaven” by the cure has to be one of my favourite songs and has romantic connotations. Nine inch nails “closer” is one of the LH forums peeps favourite sexy songs, for obvious reasons! “Forever” by papa Roach is romantic to me with the lines “Because days, come and go, but my feelings for you are forever”. Evanescences “breathe no more” is a haunting, sad yet romantic song. Least I think it is peronally.
One of my favourite bands of all time is HIM, they describe themselves as “love metal” and most their music is on romantic themes. On their latest album my favourite song has to be “the foreboding sense of impending happiness” which I can’t find the album version of on YouTube. “killing loneliness” is another firm favourite and is on the bands myspace here
so do you have any favourite sexy songs? I’d love to hear them and add to my playlist.

Saturday 13 March 2010

BDSM beginnings

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Wednesday 10 March 2010

lingerie and toys

I have been using sex toys for just over a year now. Toys are a passion of mine. They’re so useful they should be given to everyone. My favourite material has to be glass, the feel and touch and the coolness of the material on my skin, the way it shines with my excitement after it’s been used. Dildoes are more common than vibrating glass toys, and are usually cheaper too, at the moment I have two glass dildos. The Lovehoney dotty glass dildo , and the ribbed one . My other favourite material has to be silicone, I love the way it slightly warms to your body temperature as you use it, and that it feels lovely and firm but with just enough give. Lingerie has to be a love of mine. I adore dressing up and teasing someone, stripping slowly for them, caressing and rubbing my skin, tying their hands with my stockings, then bringing myself to orgasm sat or stood just inches away from them!. Lingerie gives me so much confidence to feel sexy and I hope all the extra confidence makes me perform better. Corsets have to be my favourite basic pieces; I just love the feeling of compression and tightness around my body. The way it alters my breathing and makes me stand straighter, the feeling as the cool silk caresses my breasts, definite turn on for me.
the other thing i absolutely love is stockings, the way my legs feel and how they make my legs look and sometimes even the exquisite pain of a suspender snapping! stockings definatley feel and look so much better than tights. I just feel so sexy wearing stockings and high heels, even under simple clothes, the excitement and anticipation of someone slowly peeling my clothes off of me. growing more and more excited by what they see.

Tuesday 9 March 2010

“dear john letters”

>A lot of the inspirations for some of the topics I want to discuss on here come from the Lovehoney forums. One of the threads that has been popular for some time is the “dear john” thread, where users discuss, have a gripe about and generally getting over partners and people who have done them wrong. I myself have written several letters to some of the delightful people mentioned here. there’s a copy of the things I’ve said on the community boards. And I’ve added and put some more details in to make this post worthy. There’s some websites in a similar vein to this. Excellent ones are sorry mom and im so bad at sex
Dear G the 1st
Thank you for not answering my texts and messages. You have obviously saved me from years of anonymity to your friends and family and the bother of chasing you. Thank you for commenting on my "nice boobs" and then being an immature prick. Thank you for telling me your embarrassingly toe curling fantasies which you nicked from this month’s porn mag. We may have only been 16/17 but I expect something more sophisticated from such a dedicated wanker as you. I thank goodness every day that i did not fuck you in the park like you suggested, and wonder why the hell i would want to. Your hygiene was subpar as you didn’t seem to wash your hair very often and shaved even less. Your affinity for black underwear was confusing at that age. Oh and a little tip, phrases such as. “I only wanked once on holiday, but I thought of you the whole time” are not as endearing and sexy as you think they are.

Dear G| (the second) although you were physically older than me by 7 years though you were mentally about 12. Trimming your hair down there and having a wash and a shave before meeting me might have made a better impression then you did. I have news for you, sex doesn’t have to be just in the bedroom, with the lights off, and next time you move please make sure your bed is put together properly, I hate it when what little sleep i get is disrupted. Another thing, if you share a bed with anyone else please make sue you only occupy your half of it, as sleeping diagonally is incredibly annoying and cold as you take all the duvet. I prefer a man and not a mouse, if you don't want something say instead of changing the subject or engorging it. I know you were very vanilla and fairly shy but i would have wrecked you given half the chance. :P. plus I know you’re not THAT vanilla as you regularly watched porn and have admitted to making films with an ex! Also I know you are in full time work but would it kill you to text back? If you are feeling sleepy say so that the person on the other end doesn’t worry what has happened to you.
The Canadian Dear Canadian ass, you bragged about your sexual prowess and experience, yet you were selfish and just plain rude to me. Yes, we had no emotional connection which we both were happy with, but when were in bed and you’ve finished it is downright rude to refuse to help me get off, or to talk to me about fixing Xboxes. Sex for sex's sake is brilliant, when both parties get satisfaction from the sex! when I’m kissing you and straddling your lap or caressing your thighs it might be nice to acknowledge that I am horny cause I wasn’t satisfied the first time, and to stop watching top gear on your computer and do me! I do not think i could have sent you stronger signals if I had a neon sign above my head! your oral skills were horrible and even the slightest kink I had was refused to even be attempted about you, yes i like being spanked, this doesn’t mean that a few limp wristed taps will be dynamite technique you can have an ego massage with. It’s not unusual for a woman to like her hair being pulled while she is giving head, so don’t treat me like some kind of freak! Your cum tasted awful due to your rubbish diet and the amount of drugs you took. I don’t care if you're trying to "find yourself" with it, it’s not a good idea and probably why you are unmotivated enough to not get a proper job! Oh and also, when a lady is about to orgasm through penetrative sex, do not speed up or bring your orgasm on in 30 seconds. And when she's pissed off at you because of it, please don’t try to say it’s her fault ‘cause she was moaning...Thing is, your dog was a better companion and ten times more affectionate than you, and I miss him more.
Do you have a rant you need to get of your chest? Or a dear John letter you’re just dying to write? I’d love to read them if you’d like to comment, or e mail them.

Monday 8 March 2010

Belfast boy

Belfast boy is the reason this blog exists. We met rather randomly and got chatting. we struck it off and clicked on quite a few levels. B.B is a natural dom and its something that intrigued me. I’ve never had the chance to play in any d/s or BDSM styles. his constant teasing and encouragement has helped me release the inner pervert and has boosted my confidence no end. I love nothing more than waking up to our morning text sex and sending and receiving pictures and calls. His accent turns me on when he whispers filth in my ear

what can i say? I’m a lucky girl ;)
NB. pictures posted with Belfast boys consent

Sunday 7 March 2010

The Canadian/ "A"

The Canadian marked quite an interesting chapter in my life. It’s quite hard to piece together what happened with him in terms of a historical timeline as there are many similar events and booty calls. I lost my virginity to him, in the sense that he was the first man I’d had penetrative sex with which could be classed as important, though it’s not something i particularly rue or something I have fond memories of. Personally i class myself as being sexually active since the days of G the 2nd. It was quite clinical, quick and no frills. We’d met through the internet again, a dating site where he’d introduced and we chatted online for a while before things turned sexual. Things started off when I said I did the sex toy testing, and we got onto the topics of fantasies. I never told him I was a virgin, which in hindsight I probably should have, as it basically made part of the downfall. Throughout the time i knew the Canadian he was struggling with finding employment and the prospect of having to move back to Canada. He would often whine about having no money, and how life was so terrible to him, i took pitty bacuse of these things. So we met each other in the town he was living in. At his house we started kissing in the kitchen of the little back to back house he lived in. I can remember enjoying the kiss and grabbing and groping him, as well as the surreal feeling of his Pembrokeshire corgi whining and scraping around my feet. A pushed me against the wall. By this time he was hard, and holding my hands he started this weird dry humping that must have been some benefit to him, but I’m not totally sure it was for me. We managed to make it up to his bedroom and we stripped off and started foreplay on his bed. Obviously because of his country of birth he was circumcised. The first cut man i had encountered, and at the time i was unsure of how to deal with this difference. Undeterred I started to lick and suck him. This wasn’t made much easier by him being sat on the bed and I leant across from the other side. He came none the less and I swallowed his cum, which was very bitter tasting. Then what followed was him sliding his fingers in and out of me and toying with my clit. I remember being too nervous to enjoy it fully, but my orgasm creeped up on me, his fingers felt so amazing on my g spot. Then came the sex. We hadn’t spoken about anything about relationships or where we stood with each other before that, so a three second conversation ensued, where we agreed “we’ll see”. The sex was ok, but not one of our best sessions for obvious reasons. I struggled to take him all inside me and the condoms we were using felt kind of weird too, but I guess it’s something that you get used to. We started off with missionary him on top of me, kissing me and talking dirty in my ear, I loved it. Missionary has quickly become my favourite, I love seeing a man’s facial reactions when they come, head tipped back, eyes rolled into their head and moaning so sexily. We would fuck like this many more times, occasionally changing into doggy and girl on top. The first time we fucked was in the august that I moved back to university for my second year. We were well and truly over with each other by that December. “A” got increasingly selfish every time we met. He only used to think of himself, and sex was often a frustrating routine of me sucking/stroking/fucking him till he came. Then him talking absolute nonsense, or me having to beg him to help me get off! The most memorable of these occasions is one day when I’d stayed up most of the night listening to him whine and moan about how bad life was. Upon seeing him the next morning and ensuring his orgasm we started the usual routine of me masturbating and him reluctantly sliding his fingers in and out of me, so far so good, that is until he shouted out something about a patch for the computer and ran off to fiddle about with the computer! Eventually we saw less and less of each other, and stopped talking.

Saturday 6 March 2010

G the 2nd

The next person I had sexual contact with was G the 2nd. Who I’d met on a dating site. He was older than me, 24 to my 18, and talked a bigger game than he played. I fell for the “I’m a nice guy” routine, and the whining self pity that he played, as well as the hints and ideas of a relationship that he had no intention of doing. I must admit I was pretty naive through the whole episode, though i count myself as becoming sexually active with him. He lived in Peterborough, as I lived in a city about 2 hours away. He talked of relationships and wanting to meet, but cancelled every time I attempted to arrange something (later it transpired he cancelled “because he was scared” to meet up, which is pretty pathetic) eventually I just stopped talking to him, because of the waste of time he was. But then he found a way to wheedle back into my life, and we finally met.
That night I travelled from my university town on the train to meet him. It was late evening by the time I arrived in Peterborough and we’d decided I was to stay that Friday might and leave on Saturday morning to make the visit worthwhile. G2 was just like his picture, and drove us from the station to his flat that he had just moved into. It should have been a red flag to me that he had not shaved or showered since coming home from work several hours ago, and that he hadn’t bothered to put the effort in. When we got there he showed me round the flat and we had a drink. By this point it was obvious to me that he was not going to make a move, so I leant in and kissed him. He knew I was a virgin, but he didn’t know I had not even kissed someone. when we paused for breath he mentioned how good a kisser I was and blah blah blah. As I continued to kiss him my glasses became greasy from his face ( eeew). I had fully prepared for the eventuality that I might fuck him, so had packed some condoms in my overnight bag. As we continued to kiss he started to push his hard dick into me, taking the hint I asked him if he wanted to. At that point we were standing in the living room, and he led me to his bedroom. We lay on the bed kissing and fondling each other for a while before we got undressed, what followed confuses me even to this day. As we started the foreplay i did the usual things like oral and masturbated him, he had his orgasm and I went to wash my hands, and then came back to the bed. as we lay back on the bed semi naked it collapsed from under us! G2 had recently moved out of his parental home. So obviously hadn’t put the bed together properly. At this point I didn’t care, I was horny and wanted to get off and would have happily moved to the sofa to continue proceedings. In a show of ignorance or stupidity G2 then set about spending the next half an hour making his bed up, while I sat in the living room, semi naked, horny and frustrated! Later on in the evening I practically begged him to have sex with me, but he wouldn’t do so. Eventually he just started engorging my texts and e mails and just faded into the ether. G the 2nd also used the age gap as a reason to halt the relationship, which is perfect as an excuse because it is something that one cannot change. I think the moral of that episode was again not to trust as much as I did, and not to expect a relationship. I realised that I’d had sex, and it didn’t have to be this emotional thing, that I could have “no strings” sex without going into a massive emotional breakdown.
i'd love to hear if anyone has any similar experiences or annecdotes so do feel free to comment!

Friday 5 March 2010

G the 1st

So far there have been two men, who shared a first name that have been pivotal in my perceptions of sex and relationships.
G the 1st came at a point in my life where I was going through hell. I remember turning 16 while this fling was going on. The only physical contact I ever made with him was one hug, yet it’s been more important than some of my most intimate partners. Even now when were home he tries to get me to have sex with him! It was the summer of 2007 when I got talking to a boy in one of my 6th form classes, we shared a love of videogames and music, and he showed interest in me, which in my fragile state I perceived to be affection. I basically laid it on a plate for him and deemed us to be able to have a “no strings” relationship when I was too young and foolish to know what one truly meant. With the benefit of hindsight I think I thought that he’d end up falling in love with me, and that things would be happily ever after. Pure escapism form going home every night to my parents arguing and things. G1 knew what was going on, some things I never even shared with others, and he knew I was vulnerable, he took advantage. I thank god I never actually slept with him, as I would regret it. For a long time this encounter made me feel like I couldn’t “do” no strings, and that it was bad to trust anyone so much. The furthest I ever got with him was doing a bit of “cyber” which was greatly hindered by the fact that both of us were virgins and did not have the slightest clue about the general mechanics of sex. I seem to distinctly remember that I used to copy phrases from literotica.com, but he seemed to love it! Other than that there was the time I gave him a “webcam show” which involved me showing him my breasts while leaning back against the door to the family study and hoping like hell that no one would walk in or find the msn chat history. We talked endlessly about sex, and what we would do to each other, we even went so far as to make plans to meet in the towns park and have sex there, though it never happened. Eventually G1 got a girlfriend, and became extremely nasty towards me. He spread rumours around our home town, and called me a liar amongst other not so choice things. It upset me at the time, but nowadays I see it as a learning curve. Back then anyone who showed affection or even interest in me had boundless love and trust from me; I guess I had to learn the hard way not to give it. It was a long time after that before I had the will or the opportunity to have a relationship, and I still remember the lessons I learnt from this episode today.

Thursday 4 March 2010

In the beginning....

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