Life gets in the way

Of me feeding my vagina the D.

Work has been crazier than usual which drastically cuts down on my hunting time.

Then throw in the fact that I broke things off with The Contractor (adios, dick bag) and Fernando got himself a girlfriend life has been relatively sexless since Fernando and his friend DP’d me.

So I decided to go out and purchase a new vibe and decided on a Rabbit. I’ve only used it twice, and both times it didn’t disappoint. Especially the first time…that was the best time. Why you ask?

Because Texas was at the helm of it and even when he’s not fucking me with his glorious dick I have multiple orgasms. I don’t know if it was because of the attraction to him, the rotating head inside me, or the way he was fucking me with it but I sure as shit couldn’t replicate it on my own…don’t get me wrong, I eventually came, but it took three times as long on my own :\

But anyways, that’s where I’ve been lately. Working and not fucking. 😦

A brief rundown of my day

Usually, I wake up, get a work out in, get showered & dressed for work, then spend 8 hours gettin shit done only to go home and get more shit done around my place if I don’t have plans.

But today has been completely off. Probably because I woke up hornier than ever and craving to be punished…hard. I didn’t work out, I went into work late because I spent 3 hours playing with myself…thinking about being hit over and over again with a paddle.

When I finally got to work, I spent the first 2 hours looking at porn on Tumblr and WP. Decided to get some work taken care of, only to find myself sitting in my office with the door shut rubbing myself to a GIF of a woman getting railed in the ass by a Humongous BBC.

Then I went out for lunch. And found myself so attracted to my waitress I had to get her number. Her tits looked amazing under her white button up shirt and in that moment all I wanted was to motorboat the shit out of her. We have plans to hangout this weekend 🙂

Went back to work, did some more stuff there, went back to tumblr porn and got myself off in my office…. I should note that the people in the building directly across from me can see clearly into my office…which means they most likely watched me throw my leg up on my desk, pull my tits out of my dress and go to town.

That was about 30 minutes ago. And I’m still aroused. I’d make plans with someone tonight but I have family visiting that I have to spend time with and honestly the kind of fucking I need won’t do from just anyone.

I really just need to be fucked out of my mind, left limp and covered in cum to satiate this arousal. I need to be tied up and spanked and used tonight.

Fernando PT. 2

I love booty calls. Especially when I’m the one making the call.

I called up Fernando this morning around and he came running. Made a 45 minute trip in just under 30 minutes.

I told him if we’re going to continue to fuck he needs to take charge while we’re having sex because I was tired of “teaching” him what to do. He apologized and said it was because he didn’t want to “hurt me” which was funny since last time we hooked up he was way too gentle.

So we got a little tipsy off beer, wine and Machete Kills and he did that thing all guys do…started rubbing my knee and SLOWLY worked his way up my thigh…it was so slow I just grabbed his hand and stuck it up my nightie. He told me he was more interested in watching me cum than watching the movie. I just wish he wasn’t so directionally challenged when it comes to a vagina.

AGAIN I had to hold his hand in place for him to hit my spots…granted when I found it and he started working my clit, it wasn’t long before my first orgasm. And I really love it when a guy tastes his fingers after getting me off. UNF. After giving me a couple orgasms that way, he got down on his knees to use his mouth. And I’ll give him props…it was good. Almost as good as Texas. I don’t understand why he has such a hard time navigating my pussy with his digits, but with his mouth he just attacked it and before I could cum he stopped, pulled me up, took me to the side of my bed and bent me over and gave me a good, hard, luscious spanking.

He kept saying I shouldn’t boss him around because it wasn’t my place and that I need to ask his permission if I want him to do anything to me. It was hot and I was wet. I begged him to fuck me like that for what felt like hours.

He basically told me he’d fuck me if I was a good girl by letting him throat fuck me again, and how could I turn down that deal? Granted, I puked on his dick again and that still just as gross to me…but after he came he mounted me and pinned me down, one hand on my neck and the other pressing my wrist against my bed post.

My god, fucking him this time was a completely different experience. I had zero say in what happened to my body. He wasn’t trying to be something he’s not…but he was just forceful enough to slightly scare me and turn me on even more.

The thing I really enjoy about him was that he didn’t need much downtime between blowing his loads. Dude is like a fucking machine.

I think I’ll keep him around to fill the Texas void for now.

OKC, Sir…

One thing I enjoy about being on OKCupid is the propensity for men to act out their fantasies….most men think they’re this real life Christian Grey, when in reality all they want is to talk the talk…

One guy messaged me from Vancouver, CA and we went from talking about Daniel Day Lewis to him jumping straight into “owning” me…..Now, because this is the internet I happily obliged him…

Truth be told I miss being owned and sometimes I struggle with the want going back to that and having a “normal” (whatever the hell that means) relationship with men.

But it was fun while it lasted with him….

The hockey player

Texas was out watching hockey with his friends today and that reminded me of the time I dated a hockey player when I was younger….he was a friend of the family I always had a crush on growing up. He ended up playing on a WHL team and on the ice was an aggressive powerhouse of a right wing. Watching him move over the ice gracefully only to collide with the other players with the force of a freight train was amazing to me. Granted, he had a lot of aggression that landed him in the penalty box most of the time but it was still hot.

After a while we started dating and I became that obnoxious girlfriend in the stands. But it was because I knew depending on how the game went, I’d get a good rough fucking afterwards. I needed them to win…my vagina depended on it.

There was one particular night that they won and I was waiting for him to come out so we could go grab dinner and go home so I could score (wink, wink). He called me and told me to come into the locker room because he had something to show me. When I got in there everyone was gone except for him and he was sitting on a bench. He said he always wanted to fuck in the locker room. He was a big dude naturally. 6’5, 250lbs and looked menacing as hell in normal clothes…his pads doubled his build. His cock matched his body. Average length but thick like a summer sausage. I was addicted to his dick.

The fantasy of fucking him in the locker room had passed through my mind before but I never thought to act on it. So I walked over to him and asked him why he wanted to do it tonight and he told me it was because he didn’t have enough on the ice. He unzipped my pants and slid his hand around to my backside and started massaging my ass roughly. Grabbing it and holding on like it was going to run away. I told him we could get caught (which turned me on) and that he should just wait until we got home. He slid a finger into my cunt and pulled me closer so he was kissing my pubic bone….god damn it felt so good. It was sensual and exciting and just enough to make me orgasm after a few minutes. I sat on his lap while he started to finger my ass slowly. One finger then two. At that point I hadn’t really toyed around with anal so the feeling was interesting. But all I could focus on was his cock, hard under the weight of me. He had gym sweats on and I could feel him reacting to me grinding my hips on him and biting his neck.

He told me to get up and bend over the bench so he could fuck me. He started slowly, teasing my pussy by running it back and forth over my lips. He’d stick the tip in then take it out. It felt like torture for me. All I wanted was to be fucked and used. When he finally decided to enter me he did it slowly and meticulously. I couldn’t figure out why he was taking his time when usually he fucked me with reckless abandon.

When I pleaded for him to fuck me like usual he pulled out all together and told me to take of my shirt and lay down on my back on the bench. He sucked and bit my nipples until they felt like they were going to bleed. He reached his hand down over my vagina and gave it a smack. I’d never had that happen to me before so it shocked me and the second I yelped his hand flew to my mouth to muffle my screams. He continued to slap my cunt until he moved his hand to my throat and closed around it.

He positioned himself straddling me and the bench and pulled my body to his until I could feel his dick against my pussy again. I tried desperately to grab it and make him enter me but he wanted to do that on his own and to this day in glad he did. When he thrust into me he was still holding onto my throat and slammed into me hard like he did to the guys on the ice. He just kept ramming me, grabbing at my tits and slapping them as they moved in motion to his stroke. He ran his fingernails over my breasts and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I screamed, SCREAMED his name and was grasping for anything I could hold onto.

After I finally came down off that orgasm he pulled out to titty fuck me. He fucked them just as hard as he did my pussy. He was amused by giving me pearl necklaces and this was no exception. He always giggled as he was titty fucking me. On his upstroke I sucked and licked the tip of him until he held my head down so he could give me my coveted necklace…

We only ever fucked in the locker room once because we stopped seeing each other shortly after that. Then I found out he got arrested for murder a few years later..I think I dodged a bullet with that one.

My response to crisis

I have been filled with rage and uncontrollable emotions today and I need someone to fuck me back to normalcy.

I need someone to tie me up and force me to comply with something. Punish me for responding to pain. Deprive my senses until I realize the problems of my day are insignificant to them.

Then I need to be fucked into oblivion. Man handled with reckless abandon until I’m just a blank-faced shell of who I was earlier.

But then I want cuddles afterwards. I want to be held and told that I can get through this because I took my punishment like a woman. Then I want to sleep for the next 5 years and wake up like today never happened.

The perfect birthday present

I don’t usually post this much in one day…but I’m hornier than usual so bear with me…

My birthday is coming up in a month and for several reasons my original birthday plans can’t happen. Originally I was going to go to a nearby city for what I dubbed my “sexy 26th”…strip clubs, porn theaters and swingers clubs all weekend long. I really wanted to be able to express my sexuality and fantasies with the people who meant the most to me…weird concept but I have amazing friends lol.

Since that’s clearly not going to happen as planned I’ve been thinking about substitute plans…and I’ve found something just as good and just as erotic….

We have a couple porn theaters up here so I can entertain that fantasy easily…but I would really love being used as a fuck pig for my birthday…

…Specifically by Texas and a guy(s) of his choosing. I want to be fucked, hard and rough, by a man while he watches. I want to see his face as another man makes me scream and moan. I want him to watch other men giving me the pain and pleasure I want and deserve. I want to see his reaction to other men making me orgasm over and over again. I want Texas to cum on my face while I’m being used to fulfill another mans needs.

That would be the best birthday ever in my mind.

The back of a diner parking lot

I met this guy at a rock show one night, and in my tipsy state he could have been in one of the bands playing. I was coming off a breakup and just wanted to be kind of slutty.

So this guy and I start chatting in the beer garden and he asks me to go back to his place after the show. I couldn’t because I had to work the next day, so I opted to offer him a meal at a certain chain diner down the road. The concert ends, and we both head over there in our separate cars. We park in the back of the lot and somehow didn’t even make it into the building. We stood there talking for a bit about his car and I realized that eating food was the last thing on my mind. I kissed him. Ferociously. We made out like teenagers for a bit when he suggested hopping into his car.

Thank god it was a sedan. We got into the backseat and he started to take off my clothes. He really wasted no time getting my shirt fully off before he pulled my breasts out of my bra and started to suck on them. Good god he was good at that…he really knew how to alternate between sucking, licking and biting. Mmm. Yes please.

When he took his pants off I swear he had the biggest dick I’d seem to date. Easily 7 inches and almost as thick as a soda can. I was intimidated and excited at the same time. I couldn’t wait to have him inside of me.

I never realized how many positions you could do in the back of a car…we went from doggy style, to me on top, to missionary to this weird position with me on top with my legs propped up and spread wide along the top of the back seat leaning back with my head on the center console.

I love the feeling of a man just abusing my pussy. Just fucking me like I’m there for him to get off and that’s it. I love it when a man gives no fucks about me getting mine…it actually turns me on incredibly. And that’s all he used me for. I didn’t cum, but it didn’t matter. He just wanted to get his dick wet and cum on my tits.

After we finished, I put my shirt on and went in and had a moons over my hammy with my cum covered tits and left.

For some reason my girlfriends won’t let me live this down…