Dec 192010

My mind wandered the other day, thinking about my upcoming trip in April. I think I’ll ask her to bring a skirt for sure. And maybe a dress. You know….easy access. Will it be too cold in early April for the hotel’s outdoor pool to be open? I conjured up a few naughty things in my head of pool activities. Pity there’s not an indoor one. Maybe we’ll go drive somewhere and park and mess around in my back seat. Two chicks wearing nothing but easy access dresses, making out in the back seat…I wonder how far we’ll get before we’re spotted in the bad sort of way and made to leave wherever we are? Related Posts:Oy With The Poodles Already! I wouldn’t quite say that I have Obsessive-Compulsive Planning Disorder but it’s close. I got…Between Raising Hell and Amazing Grace: We Are Woodhull When it came to past conferences, I wrote about my experiences

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Jun 072010

I no longer consider myself “bicurious”, and I haven’t for a number of years. But some days I still feel that way, due to a lack of even one good Girl Date.

I’ve been with women sexually…..less than a half dozen, all encounters that happened through either planning to have sex or something similar. I’ve never actually *dated* a woman. Not for lack of trying!

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Apr 222010
Confessional: Fixation/Addiction

Am I fixated on things simply because I cannot have them? I have found that in the last year or so, I’m not much interested in most men. It takes a *lot* for me to have an interest in a man (perhaps because I’m still comparing, and most are still falling short). Even then, that interest seems to want to stay firmly online. Oh sure my cunt might have some opinions and want to sate the need but then we will both just get disappointed because casual sex is just not satisfactory to me or my cunt. In porn, both video and photo, I have little interest in the men. It’s the women who get my full attention, who arouse me. I seek them out. I flick past hetero couplings, bored. Blow jobs? Meh. Oh wait, close-up of her pussy? Her coming? Ok I’ll watch now. The only thing that interests me would be group

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Apr 182010

So the other week I wake up to an email notification in my inbox from the kinky social networking site I belong to. I’m not very active there, so I don’t get a lot of messages. I’ve had a few recently……dominant men who make me snarl and snap, but they’re not worth mentioning. Everybody gets those sort. But this morning in question I was fresh into my self-imposed hiatus and easily irritated. When I read the message in my email I had no clue who the sender was other than their name but could see that the subject line was “hi honey” and the message was merely: “nice titties sexy girl”. I logged into the site with guns a’blazin’ and was all ready to fire off a “fuck you” email for the offensive and assumptive content (I told you I was feeling cranky and pissy! I’d normally brush it off) but wait. It’s not from

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Jul 262009

She will occasionally send me photos. Sexy photos. Cute photos. Beautiful photos. But it is her husband that will send me the naughty photos. The downright dirty photos. The pervy photos. Her husband will send me life-size close-up photos of her beautiful cunt and it makes my own cunt ache. It makes my tongue and lips ache to be on her. (It made me wet and it made me come hard) Her husband will invite me to watch them over webcam, naked and beautiful. While she is my friend and we are vocally mutually interested in each other, it is her husband that indulges the horny pervert in me. Will I whisper in her husband’s ear, in the noisy bar, “Does your wife want to kiss me?” Will I ask her husband, before I check for myself, “Is your wife wearing any panties?” While her husband watches guard, I will sneak my hand up under

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Jul 202009

As we headed home from an afternoon of driving around and getting lost, we started driving past one of the many “adult” places on this stretch of highway. For some reason there’s a lot here, be it a store or a strip club. The stores all look shady to me, and I wouldn’t likely ever step foot in one, but there’s usually a car or more at nearly every one. There’s one strip club that’s a little more out in the open, with regards to what is surrounding it. It’s right next door to a gas station, I think. I honestly don’t recall because I never pay much attention to what’s surrounding it. Especially this day. It was a fairly hot day, not too bad, and late afternoon. I interrupted our conversation and whip my head around, eyes completely off the road in front of me, and stared at the girls washing cars outside the

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