From the vault:
1. Where you live what is the current season?
Autumn. Or fall. Whatever you call it. It's mostly still summer here.
2. Do you measure/report the weather temperature in Celsius or Fahrenheit?
So are we trying to narrow down my location based on these clues? I live in the US. We don't cotton to metric. However, I can share with you the Great White North official guide to metric conversions: double it and add 30. So if it's 20 degrees Celsius, then it's roughly 60 Fahrenheit. Seriously, fuck Fahrenheit. It's a bullshit measuring stick which starts at 32 and is spelled in a way I have to look up. But it's what I grew up with, so I'm stuck with it because no matter how I try, I can't determine what the temperature outside means in Celsius unless I do a conversion. Also, if the speed limit is 100 kph, it is not 230 mph. But I have no idea what it actually is without looking it up. Pity us poor Americans and our backwards ways.
3. Describe your ideal day of weather?
Most of the time, clear with enough clouds that the sun isn't oppressive, 65-70 F (or whatever that is in Celsius because who am I kidding, it's too late to be doing that kind of reverse conversion), and preferably in a shady area with a nice cool drink and a cute girl. That last isn't weather, but it's important anyway. Sometimes though, I like snow if I don't have to shovel it, and sometimes I like rain if I don't have to be out in it. And a lot of the time I don't care because I don't want to go outside anyway.
4. When it is cold outside I want to:
a. Run outside naked because it is exhilarating.
b. Bundle up in warm clothes and take a winter walk.
c. Turn the heat up, stay indoors, hibernate until warm weather returns.
d. I do not pay attention to the weather.
I don't turn the heat up. I like it a bit colder. But running naked in the cold is a young girl's sport. I'm too old for that shit. And I don't really like taking walks in any weather. But I do pay attention to the weather. Maybe just stay indoors whether it's cold or warm, but enjoying the cold a bit because it means I don't have to put on the AC.
5. Do you go “commando” in cold weather or in winter?
Depends. I tend not to go commando in pants much; the fabric of most of my pants is a bit rough. And I wear fewer skirts and dresses in the winter. But really, what's the weather got to do with going commando? If you think my panties are keeping me warm, you're wrong. If I'm going to go out in something which will let cold winds blow against my crotch, a thin scrap of fabric isn't going to help matters, so I do what I'm going to do with little to no regard for temperature.
Understand that I'm a lady who wears sandals outside unless there's a foot of snow on the ground, so my mileage may vary.
6. For 10,000 USD Would you rather ride a bike for one mile (1.6 km) in 7 degrees F/ 14 degrees C weather or jump naked into a freezing cold Alaskan lake in winter?
7 F isn't 14 C as we've established. 14 C is, according to my estimation method, more like 58 F. So on the one hand, we've got below freezing; on the other, sweater weather. I'm not scared of 58 F. I might not even put on a coat if it were a short trip or I was doing something strenuous.
But let's go with 7 degrees Imperial, which means below freezing. Still not terrible. Also, it doesn't say how much clothing I'd be wearing, but let's assume worst-case scenario and they meant to imply that I would be naked while riding. No mention of wind, so let's assume no wind, no precipitation, no snow on the ground. Maybe just me, naked, in an industrial freezer, riding a mile on a stationary bike. So as to keep this all scientific. Also, since they were so far from the mark in their temperature conversions I don't trust their distance conversion, I'll be riding a mile because I have no idea how far a kilometer is.
I'm not a great fan of exercise for no purpose, and if this were running a mile naked in those temperatures I would definitely bow out of competition because I hate running. I hate running in any weather. I love the feeling of being running for about ten seconds, then I have to breathe and my lungs decide they've had enough after one breath. I hated running in gym class in school. Don't see the point, don't see the enjoyment. No judgments on those who enjoy it, but I'd rather do pretty much any other exercise than run or jog.
But this is about bike riding. And I like riding bikes, particularly if I don't have to work hard at it, which nothing about this experiment says I must.
I've also dived into water which was cold. Not freezing, but cold enough that if I had stayed in for too long I would have suffered hypothermia. And diving into even that temperature is dangerous and unpleasant. Your brain shuts down and you sink, and it takes all your strength of will to force yourself to do much of anything besides drown.
Riding a bike, I'd be cold, but I wouldn't be wet and I wouldn't die and I'd likely actually get warm through the exertion and thus wouldn't feel the cold much. And if I could immediately decamp the cold after completing the mile and be warmer after, I doubt it would cause any lasting damage.
So, after exhaustive reasoning which probably isn't terribly interesting and definitely isn't sexy, I'd choose the naked bike ride. You may feel free to imagine me riding a bike naked and shivering if that turns your crank. No polar bear swim for me, thank you.
7. What is your favorite piece of winter clothing?
I actually like coats. If I lived somewhere where I could wear them year-round I'd probably own more of them as fashion accessories. As it is, I have a military greatcoat which I got for a song from a surplus store that I absolutely love. It doesn't really make me look sexy or anything, but it buttons up and I can wear it with nothing underneath if I want, although I never have. Feel free to picture that too if you like.
And before you ask, I don't go naked under my greatcoat because it's wool and it itches. Wonderful coat but my skin is delicate porcelain.
8. Have you ever worn Long Johns aka long underwear or thermal underwear?
I have. I've rarely been in a situation where I needed them, but I was once in a cabin which was so shockingly cold that I slept in my clothes huddled up for warmth, and I wore thermal underwear that night because there was no heat at all and I was afraid I might freeze to death. I don't think I would have, but it was fucking cold.
Other than that, I've worn thermal bottoms and nothing else, but that was for sexy times, not for warmth. I'm really not cold a lot of the time, and if I am I just put on layers because then I get too hot and have to take the top layer off. Having to take off my underwear to fix that problem is just impractical. I layer from outside in.
Bonus: Do you have more or less sex in the winter months vs. other times of year?
I don't think it makes much difference, really. I don't keep track, but I think I have about as much in all seasons. Definitely less outdoor sex in winter, but it just moves indoors until spring, and anyway I have a lot less outdoor sex now than I used to.
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
TMI Tuesday
Please send questions. I get bored and fun stuff doesn't always happen on schedule.
From the vault:
1. I am in need of an intervention for my obsession with _____ .
Porn? Probably porn. I am a porn collector. I like downloading pictures, sorting through them, cataloguing them, tagging them, categorizing them, etc. I probably spend more time collecting porn than I do looking at it, and the stuff I've collected I rarely return to. I did go through a period where I had no internet connection and I revisited some of my collection in the interim, but really it takes something more than a picture to get me off any more. So I watch a fair amount of video too, but I don't download that. I was collecting bookmarks for a while, but that's just not the same.
2. You are being auctioned off. What is your unique selling point?
I cook, in the kitchen and in the bedroom. And also in the kitchen. And in other rooms. But I can make pretty good food, or so I've been told. I'm my own worst critic when it comes to food prep, so I don't usually like the things I make as much as other people do, and if I'm cooking for myself I pull out precisely none of the stops, but I do enjoy cooking for others.
3. On a scale of 1-5 how many stars did your mom or dad give your current significant other or your favorite, longest lasting love? (1 is bad, 5 is great)
5. Mom and Dad love Sveta. They haven't cared for some of my other long-term relationships, but in many cases they turned out to be right, so I've learned to at least take their opinions into account, even if I don't let them be the final arbiter.
4. Most of the meals I eat are:
a. Cooked in a microwave
b. Cooked in the oven/stove
c. Made by someone else
I think I average more meals prepared on a stove than either of the other options, but as I said, if I'm cooking for just me, I am frugal to the point of ridiculousness and lazy to the point of stupor. "Meals" is perhaps a charitable term for what I make for myself, although I'm sure many other people would be in awe that I bother to cook anything rather than just heating up a microwave meal.
The microwave gets a bad rap, in my humble. It's a tool in the kitchen just like everything else, and you can make crap on the stovetop just as easily as in the microwave, albeit perhaps with a bit more effort. I think the ability to have a baked potato in minutes without heating the house up, for instance, is wonderful.
5. When work and life stress me out, nothing relieves the tension like _____ .
An orgasm. Come on, it's me. Is there really any other answer to this question that I would give? That said, when orgasms elude me, as they often do these days, chocolate and comedy are good fallbacks. Not as nice nor as relaxing, but fallbacks nonetheless. And if all else fails, there are drugs.
Bonus: Write and answer your own bonus question.
No. No I won't. Someone else needs to write my questions. I'm lazy.
From the vault:
1. I am in need of an intervention for my obsession with _____ .
Porn? Probably porn. I am a porn collector. I like downloading pictures, sorting through them, cataloguing them, tagging them, categorizing them, etc. I probably spend more time collecting porn than I do looking at it, and the stuff I've collected I rarely return to. I did go through a period where I had no internet connection and I revisited some of my collection in the interim, but really it takes something more than a picture to get me off any more. So I watch a fair amount of video too, but I don't download that. I was collecting bookmarks for a while, but that's just not the same.
2. You are being auctioned off. What is your unique selling point?
I cook, in the kitchen and in the bedroom. And also in the kitchen. And in other rooms. But I can make pretty good food, or so I've been told. I'm my own worst critic when it comes to food prep, so I don't usually like the things I make as much as other people do, and if I'm cooking for myself I pull out precisely none of the stops, but I do enjoy cooking for others.
3. On a scale of 1-5 how many stars did your mom or dad give your current significant other or your favorite, longest lasting love? (1 is bad, 5 is great)
5. Mom and Dad love Sveta. They haven't cared for some of my other long-term relationships, but in many cases they turned out to be right, so I've learned to at least take their opinions into account, even if I don't let them be the final arbiter.
4. Most of the meals I eat are:
a. Cooked in a microwave
b. Cooked in the oven/stove
c. Made by someone else
I think I average more meals prepared on a stove than either of the other options, but as I said, if I'm cooking for just me, I am frugal to the point of ridiculousness and lazy to the point of stupor. "Meals" is perhaps a charitable term for what I make for myself, although I'm sure many other people would be in awe that I bother to cook anything rather than just heating up a microwave meal.
The microwave gets a bad rap, in my humble. It's a tool in the kitchen just like everything else, and you can make crap on the stovetop just as easily as in the microwave, albeit perhaps with a bit more effort. I think the ability to have a baked potato in minutes without heating the house up, for instance, is wonderful.
5. When work and life stress me out, nothing relieves the tension like _____ .
An orgasm. Come on, it's me. Is there really any other answer to this question that I would give? That said, when orgasms elude me, as they often do these days, chocolate and comedy are good fallbacks. Not as nice nor as relaxing, but fallbacks nonetheless. And if all else fails, there are drugs.
Bonus: Write and answer your own bonus question.
No. No I won't. Someone else needs to write my questions. I'm lazy.
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
TMI Tuesday
From the archives. I'm eventually going to run out of these. Feel free to send me questions (hint hint).
1. Have you ever had sex in three or more positions in one session? Name the positions.
Ever? All the time. Name the positions? You pick 'em, I've probably done 'em.
Let's see: with a guy, momma likes to get some missionary. I think my go-to positions are missionary, cowgirl, and doggie, in whatever order. If anal is on the table, the positions are going to be slightly different; I find that missionary anal is more difficult for a lot of guys and it's best to either be on the end of the bed (or wherever I'm lying) and have my ass over the edge so the angles are better. Or prop my ass up somehow. But for anal, doggie is just a better solution, so that might be the lion's share of the action. Although reverse cowgirl is definitely a fun anal position. I really enjoy the guy sitting down, leaning back a little, and legs apart, so I can plant my ass on his cock between. It tightens things up too.
With a gal, I confess that I like eating out more if she's on her back with legs spread and I'm between them. Call that the "missionary" of pussy eating. Sveta and I have been doing more ass-up oral though, partially because of the whole rimming thing. And with dildos and strapons, anything goes.
I like switching positions. They all feel different. But some people are better at some positions than others. I don't think I'm great at the particularly acrobatic ones, myself.
2. Have you ever had sex continuously for more than an hour? Was it all intercourse or other methods of sexual pleasure?
For more than an hour? Of course. Quickies are terrific and I love them too, but I love a long session. Most of mine go for more than an hour unless there are time restraints. Hell, I'll masturbate for more than an hour frequently. I need a hobby that takes less time.
If it's going to be a longer haul, with a guy there are usually breaks. Most men can't go continuously for an hour and that's totally fine. I love a guy who has stamina, but eventually even I want to change things up. Switching positions helps, as above, but an hour of constant thrusting can get tiring for everyone involved.
With the ladies, a solid hour of pussy-licking by one tongue is asking a bit much too. Tongues get tired. Pull out the toys, switch sides, and there are other places to kiss a girl than between her legs.
I guess if the question is, "Have you ever had one constant sex act for an hour?" my answer would be, "Rarely but it happens." The key, if you're going to be pumped for an hour, is lube. Not just for the ass. Keep applying lube every few minutes. Otherwise, I'm going to get a little raw. I know ladies who can fuck for hours and not have a problem, but for me, maybe 15 minutes or so and I start to need a little outside help, even if I'm cumming buckets and enjoying myself immensely.
3. Have you ever planned and devoted an entire day to sex and sexual activity (with breaks for eating, etc)?
All the time. I've told plenty of those stories here. The key is proper hydration, actually. You can lose a fair amount of liquid during sex in all sorts of ways. I don't think the key to a day of sex is constant, frenzied activity either. Having a day means you can be as slow as you want with things, try out new stuff, maybe switch up your location every so often. Start in the bedroom and move to the living room and the kitchen, maybe.
Partners help with this. It's easier to keep a threesome going than a twosome, and as you add partners it becomes even easier. But it's nice to just take a day, or as much of one as you can manage, with just your significant other.
Plus there are all sorts of fun games you can play to make a day of it even if you've got to break off for other things. See how many times you can make your partner cum over the course of a day at home. See how many times you can cum. See how full of cum your pussy can be at the end of the day. Collect all your guy's cum in a glass over the course of the day and then drink it at the end while being fucked one last time. The possibilities are pretty much endless.
4. Have you ever been so loud having sex that housemates/neighbors commented or complained?
My parents used to have to come upstairs and tell Mike and me to keep it down when company was expected. In college, I had neighbors who told me they were impressed, although one year I lived next to a gay guy who seemed to have sex every day, usually with a new partner. He had me beat in promiscuity and volume, and his bed was up against the wall next to my bed. After his partner du jour had left, I would pound on his wall sometimes and cheer if it were a particularly strenuous session.
That's just some of the answer to this question. I'm not tremendously loud myself, but with thin walls and a creaky bed I can make plenty of noise.
5. Have you ever had your sexual technique/style/skill openly praised by someone?
This is such a humblebrag question. Yes, frequently. Let's just leave it at that.
6. Have you ever gotten really turned on by saying or hearing dirty talk?
God, yes. Whispering something incredibly dirty in my ear in an inappropriate place can get my motor running something fierce. And I love to talk dirty too. I can be filthy at times. I've actually turned a few people off going too deep into that well, so I have to self-censor until I know what people are going to be like.
Bonus: What word or words said during sex totally turn you off or distract you from the task at hand?
Getting called names when I'm not into it can turn me off. I remember once I was getting hot and heavy with a guy who seemed like the most meek, nice guy imaginable, but then he grabbed my head and pushed it down, saying, "Take that cock in your slutty mouth, bitch."
For whatever reason, it totally brought me out of it. I stopped and said, "Um, what are you doing?" And he replied that he was just trying to get into it. "What made you think that I'd enjoy that?" I asked him. He said porn. Poor, sweet, gullible boy. If he had been an asshole about it, sex would have been off, but instead he was practically crying he was apologizing so hard. So we had a talk about porn and what's sexy and what isn't. To his credit, he talked with me about it rather than getting pissed he wasn't getting laid, but he also said that I had seemed like I was into it. So I apologized too, because maybe I was giving him the wrong impression, but I told him that just because a woman was eager to fuck him didn't mean he had to call her names. I'm so progressive.
I think he figured okay, teachable moment, now we'll go our separate ways. But when he got up like I was going to throw him out, I told him that I was going to do no such thing, and that I just wanted to help him. Lots of ladies don't go for name-calling. Remember that. And porn isn't real. But then I said, "If you ask nicely, I would be glad to take that cock in my mouth." So he grinned sheepishly and asked, and I pulled off his pants and said, "Okay, now you can call me dirty names if you'd like," and then we got back to it.
Other times though, I'm totally down with being called names. I'm fickle. I guess the lesson is that it never hurts to ask, but it usually hurts not to.
1. Have you ever had sex in three or more positions in one session? Name the positions.
Ever? All the time. Name the positions? You pick 'em, I've probably done 'em.
Let's see: with a guy, momma likes to get some missionary. I think my go-to positions are missionary, cowgirl, and doggie, in whatever order. If anal is on the table, the positions are going to be slightly different; I find that missionary anal is more difficult for a lot of guys and it's best to either be on the end of the bed (or wherever I'm lying) and have my ass over the edge so the angles are better. Or prop my ass up somehow. But for anal, doggie is just a better solution, so that might be the lion's share of the action. Although reverse cowgirl is definitely a fun anal position. I really enjoy the guy sitting down, leaning back a little, and legs apart, so I can plant my ass on his cock between. It tightens things up too.
With a gal, I confess that I like eating out more if she's on her back with legs spread and I'm between them. Call that the "missionary" of pussy eating. Sveta and I have been doing more ass-up oral though, partially because of the whole rimming thing. And with dildos and strapons, anything goes.
I like switching positions. They all feel different. But some people are better at some positions than others. I don't think I'm great at the particularly acrobatic ones, myself.
2. Have you ever had sex continuously for more than an hour? Was it all intercourse or other methods of sexual pleasure?
For more than an hour? Of course. Quickies are terrific and I love them too, but I love a long session. Most of mine go for more than an hour unless there are time restraints. Hell, I'll masturbate for more than an hour frequently. I need a hobby that takes less time.
If it's going to be a longer haul, with a guy there are usually breaks. Most men can't go continuously for an hour and that's totally fine. I love a guy who has stamina, but eventually even I want to change things up. Switching positions helps, as above, but an hour of constant thrusting can get tiring for everyone involved.
With the ladies, a solid hour of pussy-licking by one tongue is asking a bit much too. Tongues get tired. Pull out the toys, switch sides, and there are other places to kiss a girl than between her legs.
I guess if the question is, "Have you ever had one constant sex act for an hour?" my answer would be, "Rarely but it happens." The key, if you're going to be pumped for an hour, is lube. Not just for the ass. Keep applying lube every few minutes. Otherwise, I'm going to get a little raw. I know ladies who can fuck for hours and not have a problem, but for me, maybe 15 minutes or so and I start to need a little outside help, even if I'm cumming buckets and enjoying myself immensely.
3. Have you ever planned and devoted an entire day to sex and sexual activity (with breaks for eating, etc)?
All the time. I've told plenty of those stories here. The key is proper hydration, actually. You can lose a fair amount of liquid during sex in all sorts of ways. I don't think the key to a day of sex is constant, frenzied activity either. Having a day means you can be as slow as you want with things, try out new stuff, maybe switch up your location every so often. Start in the bedroom and move to the living room and the kitchen, maybe.
Partners help with this. It's easier to keep a threesome going than a twosome, and as you add partners it becomes even easier. But it's nice to just take a day, or as much of one as you can manage, with just your significant other.
Plus there are all sorts of fun games you can play to make a day of it even if you've got to break off for other things. See how many times you can make your partner cum over the course of a day at home. See how many times you can cum. See how full of cum your pussy can be at the end of the day. Collect all your guy's cum in a glass over the course of the day and then drink it at the end while being fucked one last time. The possibilities are pretty much endless.
4. Have you ever been so loud having sex that housemates/neighbors commented or complained?
My parents used to have to come upstairs and tell Mike and me to keep it down when company was expected. In college, I had neighbors who told me they were impressed, although one year I lived next to a gay guy who seemed to have sex every day, usually with a new partner. He had me beat in promiscuity and volume, and his bed was up against the wall next to my bed. After his partner du jour had left, I would pound on his wall sometimes and cheer if it were a particularly strenuous session.
That's just some of the answer to this question. I'm not tremendously loud myself, but with thin walls and a creaky bed I can make plenty of noise.
5. Have you ever had your sexual technique/style/skill openly praised by someone?
This is such a humblebrag question. Yes, frequently. Let's just leave it at that.
6. Have you ever gotten really turned on by saying or hearing dirty talk?
God, yes. Whispering something incredibly dirty in my ear in an inappropriate place can get my motor running something fierce. And I love to talk dirty too. I can be filthy at times. I've actually turned a few people off going too deep into that well, so I have to self-censor until I know what people are going to be like.
Bonus: What word or words said during sex totally turn you off or distract you from the task at hand?
Getting called names when I'm not into it can turn me off. I remember once I was getting hot and heavy with a guy who seemed like the most meek, nice guy imaginable, but then he grabbed my head and pushed it down, saying, "Take that cock in your slutty mouth, bitch."
For whatever reason, it totally brought me out of it. I stopped and said, "Um, what are you doing?" And he replied that he was just trying to get into it. "What made you think that I'd enjoy that?" I asked him. He said porn. Poor, sweet, gullible boy. If he had been an asshole about it, sex would have been off, but instead he was practically crying he was apologizing so hard. So we had a talk about porn and what's sexy and what isn't. To his credit, he talked with me about it rather than getting pissed he wasn't getting laid, but he also said that I had seemed like I was into it. So I apologized too, because maybe I was giving him the wrong impression, but I told him that just because a woman was eager to fuck him didn't mean he had to call her names. I'm so progressive.
I think he figured okay, teachable moment, now we'll go our separate ways. But when he got up like I was going to throw him out, I told him that I was going to do no such thing, and that I just wanted to help him. Lots of ladies don't go for name-calling. Remember that. And porn isn't real. But then I said, "If you ask nicely, I would be glad to take that cock in my mouth." So he grinned sheepishly and asked, and I pulled off his pants and said, "Okay, now you can call me dirty names if you'd like," and then we got back to it.
Other times though, I'm totally down with being called names. I'm fickle. I guess the lesson is that it never hurts to ask, but it usually hurts not to.
Saturday, October 29, 2016
A Fancy Dinner Party
So I said I was going to have Zoe over. I said it and said it. And planned. And plans fell through. And life intervened. And I figured okay, I'm probably going to let this one slip away, at least until we do another show together. And that's fine.
But then the stars aligned and we were free and she was free, so, expecting every minute that something would again come up and ruin the fun, I invited Zoe over for dinner and a movie and whatever else might happen. No pressure.
She was naked within five minutes.
Getting ahead of myself. She arrived, did introductions with Sveta, they kissed, Sveta said, "I love this gal," and they were fast friends, by which I mean that they were making out pretty much instantly. As I've said, Sveta is still shy about picking up girls. Plus, this town, not so great for picking up girls if you're a girl anyway. So she was thrilled to have this coed presented to her like a present.
Zoe was wearing (and I stress the past tense because she didn't wear anything long) these extremely form-hugging leggings which showed off her delightful curves, and I noticed when I ran a hand over her ass that she didn't seem to be wearing anything else. I slipped my hand between her legs (she was busy sticking her tongue down Sveta's throat) and yep, no undies. I could feel the outline of her labia through the fabric. She had been wearing a sweater (it was cold) but with that off, she wasn't wearing any bra either. "I figured why waste time," she said, grinning, as Sveta wasted none getting the blouse up and going to town on Zoe's breasts.
I think Sveta likes bigger breasts than I do. Or rather, she may be more of a "breast man" than I am; I like them all sizes, but Sveta fixates on boobs. Since she's got a very nice pair of them, nicer than mine, I'm spoiled. I feel bad that she has to make do with my not-so-ample bosom most of the time. But this was her chance to have some nice big ones, and she took advantage.
At a certain point, Sveta and I realized we were still standing basically in the doorway, fully clothed, with Zoe basically naked. We all laughed and moved away from the door. I said, "If you'd like to eat first..." which was drowned out immediately by two voices telling me to shut up and get in the bedroom.
Once there, I kind of sat back and kibitzed while Zoe and Sveta went to town on each other. Once Sveta was between Zoe's legs, I did jump in and kiss all over Zoe's body because it was just so kissable, and she in turn snaked a hand between my thighs and slipped a finger into me, but she was pretty distracted so it was basically just friendly. I'd warned Sveta that Zoe is pretty orgasmic and to keep at it, and Sveta is no slouch, so between us we had the poor girl rocking and rolling.
Eventually she begged us to stop or she was going to completely evaporate into a mist of pussy juice (well, she didn't say that, but the intent was clear) and so I grabbed Sveta's hips and went to town on her. Zoe eventually came around to watch, and I basically tagged her in because I wanted her to get a full-force Sveta orgasm. She didn't disappoint. Zoe may not have the moves, but I warmed Sveta up and Zoe knocked her down.
Then, because I think ahead and am hopeful, I said, "Now, I've got plenty of lube and some toys, let's see what we can do with Zoe's ass." Sveta grinned and Zoe looked a little nervous, but once we started lubing her up she totally forgot the nerves.
I'm still holding out hope that the first thing Zoe gets in her ass that's like a cock will actually be a cock. I have a few people in mind for that. But no one said I couldn't bend the rules a little and use plugs, and I have plugs aplenty. "I'm going to start you off with a small one," I said, showing her one of my entry-level, everyday plugs. She had no idea what it was, bless her heart. So I offered to show her how it worked.
"Maybe once you're used to it, you can graduate to something more like this," I said, pulling out one of the bigger ones. Sveta drizzled lube over my asshole and then she and Zoe had fun pressing the plug in.
"That's so sexy," Zoe said after watching my anus pucker over the cone and then lock in just below the base.
"It feels even better," I said. It absolutely did. "We'll be plug buddies. Thank goodness I've got enough to go around." So pretty soon Sveta had her favorite, a medium hard plastic one, up inside her, and then we turned back to Zoe.
First anal insertions are always a little tricky. Plus I had no idea how prepped Zoe was, in terms of not being ready to shit all over everything. But while it took a little pressure, the plug went in pretty easily and she gasped and said, "Is that all of it?"
"Yep," I said, stroking her ass. "You've got your very first buttplug in your ass, dear."
"I can't believe it's in there," she said. "It feels full, but it doesn't hurt or anything."
"Do you like it?" Sveta asked.
"Yeah. Pull it out and push it in again. I want to feel it."
No, twist our arms. Sveta giggled and started playing with it, pulling it just enough to spread Zoe a little, then letting it pop back. Zoe was getting really turned on, I could tell, and I wanted a taste, so I let Sveta keep playing games with the rear entrance while I started working on the front. We got her going again, to the point where Sveta was basically fucking her ass with the plug and I was working her clit like a jackhammer, and Zoe was cumming, cumming hard.
After she finally pushed us both away, the plug still seated firmly in her ass, we lay around for a few minutes idly chatting, then we went and had dinner. Zoe asked if we needed to take the plugs out, and we said, "Not unless you want to," so we all sat around the table naked, feeling plugs in our butts and eating pizza.
"Do you want to watch that movie, or are you wanting something else?" I finally asked Zoe.
"I'm still a little worn out, but... could I..."
"Anything."
"Could I watch the two of you? I've never seen two women, you know..."
She asked nicely, and Sveta and I didn't want to be bad hosts. We went back to the bedroom, and basically let Zoe tell us what she wanted us to do. She was fascinated with the idea of the strapon, which she knew was a thing which existed (I mean, she's in theatre and people are crude, so she knew what a buttplug was too but she didn't know what one looked like) but had never seen.
I wish we had one of the double dils which are built for strapping on so you've got the hooked up part inside the strap-er with the other end available for the strap-ee. But all we have is a harness and regular dildos. The sex toy budget has suffered with finances being tight. Still, Zoe was fascinated with it, and that a woman could basically fuck another woman with a cock. Damn it, I'm going to turn her off men completely. I took pains to stress that while yes, it was similar, it wasn't identical and there was no semen and other nice things about cocks, but I'm not sure it wasn't falling on deaf ears, particularly once I started fucking Sveta with it.
I pulled out every so often and let Zoe suck my "cock" because I wanted her to be able to show off her skills. Sveta was impressed. "You just go straight down," she said. "I love this girl."
Then it was a natural progression to go from fucking Sveta with it to fucking Zoe from behind while she ate Sveta out. I was gently; Zoe was pretty worn out from all the attention, but she wanted it so I did it. I took the plug out first though; she wasn't ready for even ersatz DP.
And then Sveta said it was high time someone went down on me, so I had two giggling girls between my legs playfully fighting over my pussy, which I have to admit was pretty amazing (I don't have to admit it; who would disagree with me?). Sveta showed Zoe how to get into the harness and then said, "I'm going to keep eating her out; you should fuck her ass."
I finally had a small O while sitting on Sveta's face as Zoe gingerly ground into my ass, and then I told them both I was done for the evening, because I was. I tried too hard to cum, I'm afraid, and I didn't let it happen organically, so it hurt and wore me out and depressed me a little. But Sveta said it was her turn, pulled out her own plug, and squatted over my face. And while I might have been done for myself, I wanted her to enjoy herself, and I wanted Zoe to get to keep practicing her technique.
As an aside, if you're a woman used to making certain moves in bed and you've suddenly got to make the opposite set of moves because someone has given you a cock, it takes a bit of practice. But Zoe mastered the basics pretty quickly, and everything else is just... I can't think of a word to use here that doesn't also mean a cumshot, so I'll just embrace it and say, everything else is just gravy. Plus, Sveta is still a bit less able to take a hard knock at the back door, so Zoe being a little gentler and more gingerly was a blessing.
We offered to let Zoe spend the night, but she couldn't, sadly. Busy college student and all that. But she did go home with a party favor in the form of a buttplug, which she, despite my stated concerns that it would be pretty obvious under those leggings, insisted on wearing home. I've met few women who went from 0-60 that quickly on anal. Last month she'd never done anything like it, and now she's wearing buttplugs around. I also told her that I was going to take her shopping for some other toys, because I think she could get herself off in the privacy of her own room if she just had a little help from a vibe or something. And she's got money. And, sadly, there's a small hope in my mind that she might buy something for me. I could use a new toy or two.
Sveta was pooped; she fell asleep on the couch while we were barely starting the movie we'd planned to watch. So I took her to bed and immediately felt sorry for myself because while I had been done, suddenly the horny rolled over me like a tsunami and I wished I could have had them both for breakfast. Ah well.
But given how this went, I think Zoe is going to make an effort to be here more often.
And like I said, I have some thoughts on the subject of guys who can deflower her ass properly. I'm still holding out hope there. I know some people who would treat her right.
But then the stars aligned and we were free and she was free, so, expecting every minute that something would again come up and ruin the fun, I invited Zoe over for dinner and a movie and whatever else might happen. No pressure.
She was naked within five minutes.
Getting ahead of myself. She arrived, did introductions with Sveta, they kissed, Sveta said, "I love this gal," and they were fast friends, by which I mean that they were making out pretty much instantly. As I've said, Sveta is still shy about picking up girls. Plus, this town, not so great for picking up girls if you're a girl anyway. So she was thrilled to have this coed presented to her like a present.
Zoe was wearing (and I stress the past tense because she didn't wear anything long) these extremely form-hugging leggings which showed off her delightful curves, and I noticed when I ran a hand over her ass that she didn't seem to be wearing anything else. I slipped my hand between her legs (she was busy sticking her tongue down Sveta's throat) and yep, no undies. I could feel the outline of her labia through the fabric. She had been wearing a sweater (it was cold) but with that off, she wasn't wearing any bra either. "I figured why waste time," she said, grinning, as Sveta wasted none getting the blouse up and going to town on Zoe's breasts.
I think Sveta likes bigger breasts than I do. Or rather, she may be more of a "breast man" than I am; I like them all sizes, but Sveta fixates on boobs. Since she's got a very nice pair of them, nicer than mine, I'm spoiled. I feel bad that she has to make do with my not-so-ample bosom most of the time. But this was her chance to have some nice big ones, and she took advantage.
At a certain point, Sveta and I realized we were still standing basically in the doorway, fully clothed, with Zoe basically naked. We all laughed and moved away from the door. I said, "If you'd like to eat first..." which was drowned out immediately by two voices telling me to shut up and get in the bedroom.
Once there, I kind of sat back and kibitzed while Zoe and Sveta went to town on each other. Once Sveta was between Zoe's legs, I did jump in and kiss all over Zoe's body because it was just so kissable, and she in turn snaked a hand between my thighs and slipped a finger into me, but she was pretty distracted so it was basically just friendly. I'd warned Sveta that Zoe is pretty orgasmic and to keep at it, and Sveta is no slouch, so between us we had the poor girl rocking and rolling.
Eventually she begged us to stop or she was going to completely evaporate into a mist of pussy juice (well, she didn't say that, but the intent was clear) and so I grabbed Sveta's hips and went to town on her. Zoe eventually came around to watch, and I basically tagged her in because I wanted her to get a full-force Sveta orgasm. She didn't disappoint. Zoe may not have the moves, but I warmed Sveta up and Zoe knocked her down.
Then, because I think ahead and am hopeful, I said, "Now, I've got plenty of lube and some toys, let's see what we can do with Zoe's ass." Sveta grinned and Zoe looked a little nervous, but once we started lubing her up she totally forgot the nerves.
I'm still holding out hope that the first thing Zoe gets in her ass that's like a cock will actually be a cock. I have a few people in mind for that. But no one said I couldn't bend the rules a little and use plugs, and I have plugs aplenty. "I'm going to start you off with a small one," I said, showing her one of my entry-level, everyday plugs. She had no idea what it was, bless her heart. So I offered to show her how it worked.
"Maybe once you're used to it, you can graduate to something more like this," I said, pulling out one of the bigger ones. Sveta drizzled lube over my asshole and then she and Zoe had fun pressing the plug in.
"That's so sexy," Zoe said after watching my anus pucker over the cone and then lock in just below the base.
"It feels even better," I said. It absolutely did. "We'll be plug buddies. Thank goodness I've got enough to go around." So pretty soon Sveta had her favorite, a medium hard plastic one, up inside her, and then we turned back to Zoe.
First anal insertions are always a little tricky. Plus I had no idea how prepped Zoe was, in terms of not being ready to shit all over everything. But while it took a little pressure, the plug went in pretty easily and she gasped and said, "Is that all of it?"
"Yep," I said, stroking her ass. "You've got your very first buttplug in your ass, dear."
"I can't believe it's in there," she said. "It feels full, but it doesn't hurt or anything."
"Do you like it?" Sveta asked.
"Yeah. Pull it out and push it in again. I want to feel it."
No, twist our arms. Sveta giggled and started playing with it, pulling it just enough to spread Zoe a little, then letting it pop back. Zoe was getting really turned on, I could tell, and I wanted a taste, so I let Sveta keep playing games with the rear entrance while I started working on the front. We got her going again, to the point where Sveta was basically fucking her ass with the plug and I was working her clit like a jackhammer, and Zoe was cumming, cumming hard.
After she finally pushed us both away, the plug still seated firmly in her ass, we lay around for a few minutes idly chatting, then we went and had dinner. Zoe asked if we needed to take the plugs out, and we said, "Not unless you want to," so we all sat around the table naked, feeling plugs in our butts and eating pizza.
"Do you want to watch that movie, or are you wanting something else?" I finally asked Zoe.
"I'm still a little worn out, but... could I..."
"Anything."
"Could I watch the two of you? I've never seen two women, you know..."
She asked nicely, and Sveta and I didn't want to be bad hosts. We went back to the bedroom, and basically let Zoe tell us what she wanted us to do. She was fascinated with the idea of the strapon, which she knew was a thing which existed (I mean, she's in theatre and people are crude, so she knew what a buttplug was too but she didn't know what one looked like) but had never seen.
I wish we had one of the double dils which are built for strapping on so you've got the hooked up part inside the strap-er with the other end available for the strap-ee. But all we have is a harness and regular dildos. The sex toy budget has suffered with finances being tight. Still, Zoe was fascinated with it, and that a woman could basically fuck another woman with a cock. Damn it, I'm going to turn her off men completely. I took pains to stress that while yes, it was similar, it wasn't identical and there was no semen and other nice things about cocks, but I'm not sure it wasn't falling on deaf ears, particularly once I started fucking Sveta with it.
I pulled out every so often and let Zoe suck my "cock" because I wanted her to be able to show off her skills. Sveta was impressed. "You just go straight down," she said. "I love this girl."
Then it was a natural progression to go from fucking Sveta with it to fucking Zoe from behind while she ate Sveta out. I was gently; Zoe was pretty worn out from all the attention, but she wanted it so I did it. I took the plug out first though; she wasn't ready for even ersatz DP.
And then Sveta said it was high time someone went down on me, so I had two giggling girls between my legs playfully fighting over my pussy, which I have to admit was pretty amazing (I don't have to admit it; who would disagree with me?). Sveta showed Zoe how to get into the harness and then said, "I'm going to keep eating her out; you should fuck her ass."
I finally had a small O while sitting on Sveta's face as Zoe gingerly ground into my ass, and then I told them both I was done for the evening, because I was. I tried too hard to cum, I'm afraid, and I didn't let it happen organically, so it hurt and wore me out and depressed me a little. But Sveta said it was her turn, pulled out her own plug, and squatted over my face. And while I might have been done for myself, I wanted her to enjoy herself, and I wanted Zoe to get to keep practicing her technique.
As an aside, if you're a woman used to making certain moves in bed and you've suddenly got to make the opposite set of moves because someone has given you a cock, it takes a bit of practice. But Zoe mastered the basics pretty quickly, and everything else is just... I can't think of a word to use here that doesn't also mean a cumshot, so I'll just embrace it and say, everything else is just gravy. Plus, Sveta is still a bit less able to take a hard knock at the back door, so Zoe being a little gentler and more gingerly was a blessing.
We offered to let Zoe spend the night, but she couldn't, sadly. Busy college student and all that. But she did go home with a party favor in the form of a buttplug, which she, despite my stated concerns that it would be pretty obvious under those leggings, insisted on wearing home. I've met few women who went from 0-60 that quickly on anal. Last month she'd never done anything like it, and now she's wearing buttplugs around. I also told her that I was going to take her shopping for some other toys, because I think she could get herself off in the privacy of her own room if she just had a little help from a vibe or something. And she's got money. And, sadly, there's a small hope in my mind that she might buy something for me. I could use a new toy or two.
Sveta was pooped; she fell asleep on the couch while we were barely starting the movie we'd planned to watch. So I took her to bed and immediately felt sorry for myself because while I had been done, suddenly the horny rolled over me like a tsunami and I wished I could have had them both for breakfast. Ah well.
But given how this went, I think Zoe is going to make an effort to be here more often.
And like I said, I have some thoughts on the subject of guys who can deflower her ass properly. I'm still holding out hope there. I know some people who would treat her right.
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
TMI Tuesday
From the archives.
1.) What was your biggest fantasy once you discovered sexy things?
Once I discovered sexy things, I think my biggest fantasy was getting fucked. Once that happened, it was probably getting fucked in the ass. Once that happened, maybe DP? I can't honestly remember the progression of my fantasy life.
2.) Did you get to do said fantasy, and if so would you do it again?
I've done all those things, obviously. Would totally do them again.
3.) Was it as good as imagined?
Better. Sex was better than I expected, anal was difficult the first time but once I felt the pleasure of it I was down for it all the time, and DP was so intense I might have cried from the pleasure and force of it.
4.) Describe said fantasy.
Once I learned about sex, I think my fantasy was that being penetrated would make me cum in a completely different way. Then, after I got to see Mari and Sheri go first, it became more concrete and I just wanted to feel Dad's cock inside me in the worst way. I wanted to feel that fullness that I imagined. When it happened, God it really was better than advertised. I've been hooked ever since.
As far as anal, I think initially I thought it would be like regular sex but tighter and the guy would enjoy it more, but then I discovered that there are whole new realms of pleasure and erogenous zones. Oh, even after I had anal my fantasy was still to get Dad to fuck my ass because at the time he had the biggest cock I was likely to get. I still have that fantasy occasionally.
And DP, well I was pretty sure it would feel like a combination of the two great pleasures of pussy and ass penetration, but the whole is definitely greater than the sum of its parts there.
5.) What is your biggest fantasy now?
This is sad, but orgasms without having to work for them as much and without pain. Not really a fantasy, a hope.
Bonus: Something you would NEVER do.
I've said this before and... well, I've said I would never do some other things that I've wound up doing, so maybe even this, but I doubt it. I'm never going to be into vomit. And I'm pretty sure I'm never going to just eat shit. Both of those things are definitely my limit.
1.) What was your biggest fantasy once you discovered sexy things?
Once I discovered sexy things, I think my biggest fantasy was getting fucked. Once that happened, it was probably getting fucked in the ass. Once that happened, maybe DP? I can't honestly remember the progression of my fantasy life.
2.) Did you get to do said fantasy, and if so would you do it again?
I've done all those things, obviously. Would totally do them again.
3.) Was it as good as imagined?
Better. Sex was better than I expected, anal was difficult the first time but once I felt the pleasure of it I was down for it all the time, and DP was so intense I might have cried from the pleasure and force of it.
4.) Describe said fantasy.
Once I learned about sex, I think my fantasy was that being penetrated would make me cum in a completely different way. Then, after I got to see Mari and Sheri go first, it became more concrete and I just wanted to feel Dad's cock inside me in the worst way. I wanted to feel that fullness that I imagined. When it happened, God it really was better than advertised. I've been hooked ever since.
As far as anal, I think initially I thought it would be like regular sex but tighter and the guy would enjoy it more, but then I discovered that there are whole new realms of pleasure and erogenous zones. Oh, even after I had anal my fantasy was still to get Dad to fuck my ass because at the time he had the biggest cock I was likely to get. I still have that fantasy occasionally.
And DP, well I was pretty sure it would feel like a combination of the two great pleasures of pussy and ass penetration, but the whole is definitely greater than the sum of its parts there.
5.) What is your biggest fantasy now?
This is sad, but orgasms without having to work for them as much and without pain. Not really a fantasy, a hope.
Bonus: Something you would NEVER do.
I've said this before and... well, I've said I would never do some other things that I've wound up doing, so maybe even this, but I doubt it. I'm never going to be into vomit. And I'm pretty sure I'm never going to just eat shit. Both of those things are definitely my limit.
Monday, October 24, 2016
Tight Like Prom Night
Another mini-episode. Please ask questions. Or something. I don't know. Is anyone even reading this?
This isn't a question, but rather a conversation I had with a friend made me ponder vaginal tightness.
As a lady interested in other ladies (as well as gentlemen, but that's beside the point) I get my hands on a fair number of lady parts. I would like to stress, for the benefit of anyone who might see this while I'm running for political office (yeah, right) that this is entirely consensual (and that's all you'll hear from me about politics).
But I know there's been a fascination among men about "tightness" which has probably been going on for as long as there were virgins but which has been coming to the forefront lately, probably because of porn and unrealistic depictions of sex and women in mainstream culture. If it's not "thigh-gap" it's "tight pussy."
Now, I don't possess a cock, so I can't speak for that, but as far as I'm concerned, while there is a bit of a thrill which comes from sliding a finger or two into a nice tight pussy, for the most part, in my interactions with the vagina, tightness doesn't really make much of a difference.
I think that most of what people mistake for "tightness" is actually "lack of foreplay." Guys, if your lady is so tight that it takes force to penetrate her, you're hurting her and you're doing sex wrong. A pussy should be able to accommodate a gamut of penises from the small to the large without much effort, provided they've been warmed up first. The vagina is elastic, and most of them, when they're not prepared, are too tight. Too tight isn't sexy, it's unpleasant.
Or if you'd like to look at it another way, if a lady is "too tight" for your monster hog, that's like trying to stick a pencil up your urethra. Sounding might feel great, but you don't want it to be "too tight."
I imagine it stems from both a desire for the virginal and from a desire to think that your cock is massive. Guess what? Virgins aren't any tighter than anyone else. Being a slut doesn't stretch your pussy out. "Too tight," is just "unprepared," which many virgins are because first times tend to be nervous, speedy, rough, or all three. They absolutely do not have to be. First times can be wonderful. Mine was, but that's because it was loving, slow, and while there were some nerves, there was plenty of prep.
Now, for the ladies, "too tight" isn't pleasant. Taking something which is too big, I mean really too big, not just big enough to make you think, "Wow, that's going to be pretty big," is painful. And the thing is, if everything's always "too tight" even with plenty of gentle, loving prep (read: he ate you out for an hour, you used a bucket of lube, and still he's not able to work his way in), that's a medical issue. So aspiring to "tightness" isn't necessarily a thing one should do.
That said, some people want to tighten things up a little. Not "too tight" but just maybe a little. And that's fine. But the more I read, the more I become convinced that there's very little you can do. Sure, you can do your kegels and so forth, but abstaining from sex isn't going to make you tighter. And most women don't need to be tighter. Pussies are all different and they're all wonderful, and if you've got a guy who's complaining that you're not tight enough, chances are he might not be the guy for you. I understand that childbirth can affect things, but sex will not make you loose and flappy.
Arousal makes the lady parts more elastic (it has to because the lady parts are pretty shallow and tight without it) but it also makes them swell up, so proper foreplay can help make things more pleasant for everyone. And kegels... well, doctors now seem to be on the fence about them, but even if you do them, it's not going to make your pussy shrink. You don't want it to.
Enough of a PSA, I think.
I have had "tight" and "not so tight" but I've never had "pencil down a well." I don't have the requisite pencil, so maybe that's just me. Ladies, if your man is complaining about tightness and being a jerk about it, find yourself a nice lady friend because she's unlikely to care. I certainly don't. And "tight" doesn't necessarily mean capacity either. I've been with women who were quite snug, but who could take a baseball bat. Just not first thing in the morning with no foreplay and no lube. Everyone's tight without prep. Guys, try jamming something up your ass without lube and see how tight that is.
Sorry, that was nasty. I'm sure there are exceptions and that not all guys and so forth. Just please, foreplay. Foreplay. Foreplay.
This isn't a question, but rather a conversation I had with a friend made me ponder vaginal tightness.
As a lady interested in other ladies (as well as gentlemen, but that's beside the point) I get my hands on a fair number of lady parts. I would like to stress, for the benefit of anyone who might see this while I'm running for political office (yeah, right) that this is entirely consensual (and that's all you'll hear from me about politics).
But I know there's been a fascination among men about "tightness" which has probably been going on for as long as there were virgins but which has been coming to the forefront lately, probably because of porn and unrealistic depictions of sex and women in mainstream culture. If it's not "thigh-gap" it's "tight pussy."
Now, I don't possess a cock, so I can't speak for that, but as far as I'm concerned, while there is a bit of a thrill which comes from sliding a finger or two into a nice tight pussy, for the most part, in my interactions with the vagina, tightness doesn't really make much of a difference.
I think that most of what people mistake for "tightness" is actually "lack of foreplay." Guys, if your lady is so tight that it takes force to penetrate her, you're hurting her and you're doing sex wrong. A pussy should be able to accommodate a gamut of penises from the small to the large without much effort, provided they've been warmed up first. The vagina is elastic, and most of them, when they're not prepared, are too tight. Too tight isn't sexy, it's unpleasant.
Or if you'd like to look at it another way, if a lady is "too tight" for your monster hog, that's like trying to stick a pencil up your urethra. Sounding might feel great, but you don't want it to be "too tight."
I imagine it stems from both a desire for the virginal and from a desire to think that your cock is massive. Guess what? Virgins aren't any tighter than anyone else. Being a slut doesn't stretch your pussy out. "Too tight," is just "unprepared," which many virgins are because first times tend to be nervous, speedy, rough, or all three. They absolutely do not have to be. First times can be wonderful. Mine was, but that's because it was loving, slow, and while there were some nerves, there was plenty of prep.
Now, for the ladies, "too tight" isn't pleasant. Taking something which is too big, I mean really too big, not just big enough to make you think, "Wow, that's going to be pretty big," is painful. And the thing is, if everything's always "too tight" even with plenty of gentle, loving prep (read: he ate you out for an hour, you used a bucket of lube, and still he's not able to work his way in), that's a medical issue. So aspiring to "tightness" isn't necessarily a thing one should do.
That said, some people want to tighten things up a little. Not "too tight" but just maybe a little. And that's fine. But the more I read, the more I become convinced that there's very little you can do. Sure, you can do your kegels and so forth, but abstaining from sex isn't going to make you tighter. And most women don't need to be tighter. Pussies are all different and they're all wonderful, and if you've got a guy who's complaining that you're not tight enough, chances are he might not be the guy for you. I understand that childbirth can affect things, but sex will not make you loose and flappy.
Arousal makes the lady parts more elastic (it has to because the lady parts are pretty shallow and tight without it) but it also makes them swell up, so proper foreplay can help make things more pleasant for everyone. And kegels... well, doctors now seem to be on the fence about them, but even if you do them, it's not going to make your pussy shrink. You don't want it to.
Enough of a PSA, I think.
I have had "tight" and "not so tight" but I've never had "pencil down a well." I don't have the requisite pencil, so maybe that's just me. Ladies, if your man is complaining about tightness and being a jerk about it, find yourself a nice lady friend because she's unlikely to care. I certainly don't. And "tight" doesn't necessarily mean capacity either. I've been with women who were quite snug, but who could take a baseball bat. Just not first thing in the morning with no foreplay and no lube. Everyone's tight without prep. Guys, try jamming something up your ass without lube and see how tight that is.
Sorry, that was nasty. I'm sure there are exceptions and that not all guys and so forth. Just please, foreplay. Foreplay. Foreplay.
Sunday, October 23, 2016
Swallowing
I've got a few mini episodes I'm going to post over the next couple of days because I've got to keep posting. I'm sorry they're short. And they're just Q&A. But please ask questions because I need to have writing prompts. You can comment (I read them all even if I don't say anything back), or email me at lexinaughtygirly[AT]gmail, or hit me on Twitter. Or if you've got another suggestion for platforms where you can AMA, while I don't think reddit is a possibility, please let me know. Anyway, on with the show.
Here's one I get in various forms.
"Lexi, do you always swallow? Like, always? Really always? You say 'good girls swallow' but is that fair? Aren't you judging people who don't like the taste?"
First off, I'm not judging. Okay, I am, but I shouldn't, because while I think it's the bee's knees, semen isn't for everyone. I've met plenty of women who don't like it or can't do it for whatever reason.
However, if you don't like the taste, my suggestion is to keep it out of your mouth entirely. I know, he wants to nut on your tongue, but gently tell him that there are plenty of other sexy things he can do with his seed. If you're going to wind up with it in your mouth, spitting it out isn't going to stop you from having to taste it. Just don't wind up with it in your mouth. That, at any rate, would be my suggestion. I know there are women who aren't put off by the taste but get squicked by swallowing or who get indigestion when they swallow, and to them I say, "Sorry, you can still be a good girl and I'll try not to be judgmental about it in future." Except I'll probably say, "Good girls swallow," without thinking about it.
Second, I don't always swallow.
Cue aghast looks from my audience, who now think I'm a horrible liar and hypocrite.
I usually swallow. I enjoy the taste (it is a slightly acquired taste, I'll admit, but I acquired it early). Of course, I confess that I prefer other things than swallowing a load. But if it's not going to be in my pussy or in my ass, I like it in my mouth.
That said, there have been a few times, maybe more than a few, where something wasn't right, biologically, or something. I've been with a few guys where once or twice their cum tasted absolutely foul. Supposedly diet can affect it, but I've also seen things which say that's not true, and I can't point to a culprit. A few times I've been drunk and feeling a little queasy and it wasn't them, it was just my taste buds being fucked up. But sometimes it just doesn't taste good.
Sometimes I swallow anyway, because hell, it's in my mouth already and as I said spitting isn't going to wash away the taste. At least not for me. I've had to go get something to drink after (not necessarily alcoholic, although that's happened too) to wash out the taste. But sometimes the taste is so off-putting that I either spit without really thinking or I can't stand the thought of swallowing something that tastes that bad, so I don't.
I've been with a couple of guys who were always terrible tasting. Without fail. That's got to be personal chemistries not meshing or something. I've been with a few guys who, no matter how clean they were, always smelled bad to me too. Just a few: smell is a turn-off for me, not BO but smelling bad. No pattern there either, but it happens.
When I was giving a lot of blowjobs to the exclusion of other activities (read: high school and college) I usually didn't make a scientific study of it, so I don't know whether a lot of those were always bad or just on that occasion. If it's going to go further than head and he tastes bad enough I have to worry about it, some other option is on the table and most guys don't complain if you tell them to cum inside you rather than cumming in your mouth.
So no, I don't always swallow. I make it a habit, but sometimes it's just not happening. And I think at this point I've had more cum inside me and on me than in my mouth, although there was certainly a time in my life where that wasn't true, at least per capita (by volume I don't know, because I got a lot of semen from a few guys in my early years.
Here's one I get in various forms.
"Lexi, do you always swallow? Like, always? Really always? You say 'good girls swallow' but is that fair? Aren't you judging people who don't like the taste?"
First off, I'm not judging. Okay, I am, but I shouldn't, because while I think it's the bee's knees, semen isn't for everyone. I've met plenty of women who don't like it or can't do it for whatever reason.
However, if you don't like the taste, my suggestion is to keep it out of your mouth entirely. I know, he wants to nut on your tongue, but gently tell him that there are plenty of other sexy things he can do with his seed. If you're going to wind up with it in your mouth, spitting it out isn't going to stop you from having to taste it. Just don't wind up with it in your mouth. That, at any rate, would be my suggestion. I know there are women who aren't put off by the taste but get squicked by swallowing or who get indigestion when they swallow, and to them I say, "Sorry, you can still be a good girl and I'll try not to be judgmental about it in future." Except I'll probably say, "Good girls swallow," without thinking about it.
Second, I don't always swallow.
Cue aghast looks from my audience, who now think I'm a horrible liar and hypocrite.
I usually swallow. I enjoy the taste (it is a slightly acquired taste, I'll admit, but I acquired it early). Of course, I confess that I prefer other things than swallowing a load. But if it's not going to be in my pussy or in my ass, I like it in my mouth.
That said, there have been a few times, maybe more than a few, where something wasn't right, biologically, or something. I've been with a few guys where once or twice their cum tasted absolutely foul. Supposedly diet can affect it, but I've also seen things which say that's not true, and I can't point to a culprit. A few times I've been drunk and feeling a little queasy and it wasn't them, it was just my taste buds being fucked up. But sometimes it just doesn't taste good.
Sometimes I swallow anyway, because hell, it's in my mouth already and as I said spitting isn't going to wash away the taste. At least not for me. I've had to go get something to drink after (not necessarily alcoholic, although that's happened too) to wash out the taste. But sometimes the taste is so off-putting that I either spit without really thinking or I can't stand the thought of swallowing something that tastes that bad, so I don't.
I've been with a couple of guys who were always terrible tasting. Without fail. That's got to be personal chemistries not meshing or something. I've been with a few guys who, no matter how clean they were, always smelled bad to me too. Just a few: smell is a turn-off for me, not BO but smelling bad. No pattern there either, but it happens.
When I was giving a lot of blowjobs to the exclusion of other activities (read: high school and college) I usually didn't make a scientific study of it, so I don't know whether a lot of those were always bad or just on that occasion. If it's going to go further than head and he tastes bad enough I have to worry about it, some other option is on the table and most guys don't complain if you tell them to cum inside you rather than cumming in your mouth.
So no, I don't always swallow. I make it a habit, but sometimes it's just not happening. And I think at this point I've had more cum inside me and on me than in my mouth, although there was certainly a time in my life where that wasn't true, at least per capita (by volume I don't know, because I got a lot of semen from a few guys in my early years.
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