That feeling

This is going to be kind of a departure from my usual blogs…be forewarned

I hung out with Texas last night and we discussed the possibility of me being addicted to sex. I’m no stranger to hyper-sexuality and am definitely horny all the time.

But I realized that I’m pretty close to my happiest when I’m having sex. Actually not just sex…great sex. And not even just sex as in fucking someone. If there’s a mental or emotional connection with someone my orgasms are stronger and more intense and last twice as long.

I noticed that last night while Texas and I were having sex. Number 1 it takes quite a lot of effort for me to cum while on top usually. But last night it came effortlessly while I was on top of Texas.

Number 2, when he was fucking me I couldn’t get my legs to stop spasming. It was kind of embarrassing…I couldn’t hold them up they were shaking so bad.

My favorite part is when I can feel everything building and building and when I’m teetering on that edge and finally do fall over and give into that feeling it’s pure fucking ecstasy. My mind goes blank and I lose control of my motor skills.

So yeah…I’m addicted to the feeling I get from sex. And I’ll happily chase that feeling until I’m satisfied. 🙂

Shit. I’m sitting here on my break replaying everything in my head and I’m soaking wet. I wish I had time to get myself off before my next meeting…

Bruises are fun little reminders..

You can still see the discoloration from my adventure with Texas and The Biter a couple weeks ago.

Nice little something to remember them by 😉

Something that turns me on

This song. All of it. Everything about it…

Because I’m a dirty, dirty girl and I want it filthy 😉

http://youtu.be/5ZF5m-vmDzM

I want…

It’s probably because i can’t have sex, but I could really go for some aggressive sex.

I want to dominate a man and make him pleasure me for hours on end before I let him cum.

Someone let me sit on their face for a few hours!

Question

I’m thisclose to calling my doctor and asking the definition of “pelvic rest.”

I understand I can’t do anything vaginally, but what about anal? Is that off limits too?

I’m horny as fuck.

Phone sex isn’t sex right?

I’m still supposed to be on pelvic rest according to my doctor, so you can imagine how frustrated I am.

Especially since The Contractor is in town and wants to see me. I don’t think I’ve mentioned it yet but he and I are casually seeing each other. It’s VERY open. When he’s out of town on business we’re single. When he’s in town, we’re both still single but want to spend time with each other.

Sidenote: he caught feelings, is jealous of Texas even though he has nothing to worry about (Texas and the girlfriend).

Anyways, the contractor is home for about 30 hours and wanted to see me, but what’s the point when my vagina is angry and hurty. He of course didn’t understand why I didn’t even want to see him but I would have have jumped his bones so quick I would have completely split in two. No seeing him was the only thing I could do..

So we chatted on the phone for a bit about life and “us” and me being me I started to get a little naughty and slowly walked him down the road to phone sex.

I forgot how much I love a good phone sex session…I’m a very imaginative person, so getting to close my eyes, use my mind and play with myself is like the ultimate orgasm.

He didn’t cum, he said he needs the real thing…I don’t care. I can’t have anything in my pussy until I’m healed so I get to flick my bean to my hearts content.

Thanks Contractor…now go back to your job on the east coast.

I’m out of commission

Between Texas, the biter, Fernando and his friend, I broke my vagina.

As in tore it (TMI) and now I’m horny, miserable and in so much pain I need to go to the doctor soon.

It was worth it though.

DP that pain away.

okay…so I got half of my birthday present earlier in the week…fucking Texas’ roommate then fucking him shortly there after that same night.  Having him basically lick the cum off my mouth and neck, blah blah blah.  Then he tells me he’s going to be monogamous with this girl he’s known for two weeks.

Let me tell you why this lead to whats about to come in this blog:

1. He’s known her for 2 weeks and is already trying to relationship her, hasn’t met her yet and is talking about crossing a body of water for her…when he couldn’t be bothered to drive 35 miles down a freeway to see me.  So that brought up a lot of hurt.

2. I realized that I’m still in love with him.  Part of me at least. I thought I’d gotten over him but now I’m left to try and fall out of love the only way I know how and thats by calling up Fernando and getting DP’d by him and a friend.  Yep. I’m still in love but for those 3 hours I was feeling like, “I was in love once?”

Basically I’m the type of woman where when I’m hurt or emotionally vulnerable my vagina takes over for my brain to ease the pain (heh, that rhymed!)…

I need to back up though.  I didn’t just call up Fernando. I actually had a date with someone I met off OKC…and it went terrible.  I’m not going to get into the details but it bombed so bad I had to tell Texas AND my lyft driver as soon as I left.

So I get home and I’m sitting there wondering what to do with my time.  My pussy is still sore from Texas and The Biter and I wasn’t sure if I should even bother trying to fuck anyone.  But then I started thinking about Texas and felt stupid and vulnerable so I decided to call up Fernando.  He happened to be in my area at a buddies house so I invited them over for beers. We’ve fucked a few times since the last time I wrote about him and it’s gotten pretty vanilla.  nothing out of the ordinary so I wasn’t expecting much.  Maybe I’d blow him while his buddy watched and they’d both cum on my face…

Well they both came on my face but it was after they fucked me at the same time and DP’d me.  Which was my first time experiencing Double Penetration in that respect.  I like things in my pussy, I like things in my ass…so when Fernando asked if he could fuck my pussy while his friend was fucking my ass of course I said yes.  I’d be lying if it was unlike any other pain I felt at first…being stretched like that wasn’t anything I was used to and it took them getting into a thrusting rhythm for me to get any pleasure…but being that I can come from vaginal penetration and from anal separately you can imagine what it was like once I finally began to enjoy myself.  What I like about Fernando and his friend was that any time they’d switch holes, they’d change their condom…but one at a time so I was never left without a cock.

By now Fernando knows what I like when I’m being fucked.  Choke me so hard you leave bruises on my neck, pull my hair hard enough to give me whiplash, spank me hard enough that three days later I’m still black and purple.  And granted he couldn’t exactly do much of that with his friend pounding away at me…he could choke me and whisper dirty fucking things to me.

you’re just a dirty fucking whore

you’re my whore

we should cum inside you for being such a whore…fucking my friend while I fuck your ass

Yep.  I’m feeling fucking awful before Fernando came over and being told that made me feel a shred better about the Texas situation.  I really loved that when Fernando was about to cum he pushed his friend off of me, me off of his dick and onto the ground and sat on my chest so he could cover my face with his load.  His friend stood there jerking him self and watching and knealt over me so that he covered my tits in his seed.

The best part was that they cleaned up and left and I took a shower and fell asleep.

Granted…I woke up feeling even more sore that I was from Texas and The Biter, could only make it through 20 minutes of my hour long workout and emotionally I’m still in the same spot…but at least I got to sleep without crying last night!

A bit of a late birthday present pt. 2

This is part two of the late birthday present I got this week.

So after I get dressed and walk out of The Biter’s room, I walk straight across the hall into Texas’ room. He’d been in this really weird mood because he’s been talking to this girl for a couple weeks and is head over heels ready to relationship the hell out of her. So, me being the person I am I talk to him about her and help him with a couple things where she’s concerned. After a while I started to get cold and decided to get into his bed to warm up. I had completely innocent intentions at that time. I could see that he was really into this girl and I don’t want to do anything to potentially ruin that for him,.. Eventually he comes up to me and playfully bit me on the ass and I told him to stop since he had a girlfriend. When he got in bed with me it was like every other time we’ve had sex…he pulled my pants off, nestled his dick between my ass cheeks and stuck a finger up my ass.

Every so often he’d stop and then start that up again. At one point I rolled over and told him if he’s going to fuck my ass he needs to fuck my pussy and make me cum because he always makes me cum and The Biter couldn’t get me to cum.

In my mind I knew I shouldn’t even be in his bed…but when it comes to sex, once I’m aroused it takes a lot to turn it off. At one point he made a comment about throwing me on the bed to suck The Biter’s cum out if my pussy if I had let him cum inside me.  I mean…That alone made me want to back across the hall and have him pump a load inside me just to make him happy.

By now I’d completely forgotten about my experience with The Biter the sex, the rhythm, the terrible aim and the bad kissing…one thing about Texas is that he’s never really been big on kissing…but tonight he couldn’t keep his lips off mine and I couldn’t figure out why.  I mean I wasn’t going to complain because shit. He’s a great kisser…but it definitely caught me off guard.

Jesus fucking Christ. I’d forgotten how much I loved the feeling if him inside of me. The way he fills me up is unlike any other man I’ve been with. I can’t describe it other that sheer fucking ecstasy. He knows exactly how to move his body and how to hit all of my spots. I came within a couple minutes with him entering me.

This sex was different though. I couldn’t put my finger on it then but I realize now what it was.

In the middle of fucking me he started kissing me again…I was loving it, and loved it even more seeing how turned on he got when he asked me if the biter came in my mouth and anywhere else on me….it was the hottest fucking experience knowing that he was turned on by another mans taste on my skin.

It felt like we had sex forever. It got to the point that my legs wouldn’t stop quivering from the orgasms. He made me cum so hard I sucked my thumb like a baby and made me feel like I was going to pass out. I love fucking him because he’s just a naturally dominant person and it carries over in be.

The sex wasn’t rough by any means though…in fact I had to tell him I wanted him to hate fuck me to which he responded “I can’t do that. I could never hate you.” And honestly I didn’t need him to hate fuck me. I’ve always told him vanilla sex with him is better than the most hardcore sex I’ve had. Ugh. goddamn Its so good that I’m still turned on just thinking about it days later.

He used a few new positions on me that only made me cum more. He mentioned that to this date I had never ridden him. He’s right…I’ve never been on too with him. I wanted to. God I wanted to but my body and brain weren’t coordinating at that point. If they were I would have flipped is over and fucked him until I came 20 more times.

But I didn’t…instead he asked me to bite him. He’s never done that. So he lifted my head up to his shoulder and I grabbed a piece if his flesh in my mouth and clamped down. He tasted sweet. I didn’t want to let go he tasted so good. But I realized that I was about to break the skin…plus I had another orgasm and would have drawn blood if I didn’t let go.

Then at one point, he’s got my legs around his head he grabs my toe and starts sucking…now, I hate feet. LOATH them and have ended sex on the spot when dudes try to suck my toes…but he did…and it tickled me into another orgasm. Never did I think I’d get off from that. Nope.

By the time we finished I had about 30 minutes before I needed to leave his place for work. So we cuddled until he fell asleep and I left.

The next day when he texted me that he has decided to be monogamous with the girl I realized why that sex with that night felt different…it was like breakup sex except there was nothing to breakup…And unfortunately it caused me to realize a whole slew of feelings that I had for him that I thought I’d dealt with. Nope.  Still in love with him.  Trying to figure out how to unlove…and that will lead to what happened to me last night. 🙂

 

PS:  Here’s the damage they did to me.  Again…I regret nothing.

A bit of a late birthday present Pt 1…

Remember that birthday present I wrote about wanting from Texas a few months back?

I got about as close to that as I could…and I regret absolutely nothing!!! I mean sure my pussy is still sore as hell, I can’t move my back or sit in chairs with high backs, and sure my tits are bruised and swollen and I have to wear a scarf in 90 degree weather to cover the hickeys…but I’m a happy girl.

Earlier this week, Texas texted me that his friend (AKA The Biter) wanted to fuck me. Apparently they share women frequently…not a big deal to me…and being that I had never met The Biter before and hey…who doesn’t love new dick?

So we meet up and hung out for a few and I really wasn’t getting any signs from The Biter that he was down to fuck…he coyly lured me into his bedroom with tales of knowing a very well known rapper. Then he randomly leaves me in his room, alone with the lights off. I don’t know what changed but as soon as he came back he hopped in bed with me and things started moving faster than what even I’m used to. The sex was alright, he’s got a good dick…satisfying in that respect but the stroke game…that makes a different. He was pounding me to a weird rhythm and at one point was in such a weird position on top of me that I could feel him pushing against my asshole from inside of me….very weird…and sadly I came nowhere close to having an orgasm.

I’ll give him props though…he hurt me so damn good. I’m calling him The Biter because my god…I look like a battered woman on my back and breasts. Bruises EVERYWHERE. He may or may not be part zombie because he was gnawing on my flesh.

And he was the first guy that I remember having to actually “tap out” with while being choked. Both hands around my neck with full pressure. So fucking hot. Goddamn. And he was all about silencing me. He had a hand clamped over my mouth and kept telling me to “shut the fuck up”…

YES SIR!

And so when he finally came I told him in my mouth…granted he had the worst aim and missed most of my mouth…but him getting it all over my neck and face came into play later…And even though he needs to work on his rhythm, I’d definitely let him hit it again. His dick was good enough.

So when we finish I get up, put my clothes on, tell him, “thanks for coming on my face” and walk across the hall to Texas’ room….

And that’s part 2 of this adventure 😉