May 292012
 
Wanton Wednesday.....The End

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Jan 092011
 

When I think about my face and what sexual things get to me, it’s really my lips that take center stage. I am very orally fixated. I like doing things with my lips and my tongue; sucking and biting and licking and engulfing. But it goes beyond that. Beyond just how high kissing ranks for me. My lips just simply like touch. I’ve noted before that when I’m highly aroused and not physically near a partner I will find that I unconsciously rub my lips lightly with my fingers. Tracing, touch, brushing. When I’m aroused the one body part that I want attention spent on more than even the very-obvious clitoris is my lips. I like when other lips hover over my skin and my cheeks. The teasing of the kiss to come. Many people like having their eyelids lightly kissed but due to some spatial-related eye phobia I can’t tolerate having something that close

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May 112010
 
Hesitation

The most delicious part of a perfect kiss is not the pressing of lips together. It is not the claiming, lustful engulfing. It’s the moment of hesitation. When lips are millimeters apart, when time freezes, when your brain stops thinking and just reacts, just feels. Perhaps it is the hesitation before lips meet for a first, tentative kiss. Or maybe it’s a hesitation in the transition between small, explorative kisses and giving in to lust. It could be that the hesitation is due to uncertainty. Or fighting a losing battle over lust. With an established partner that hesitation could also be intentional and meant to merely be a maddening tease. Draw out the longed-for moment of contact. The hesitation is one of those times where so much more is said in the inaction than the action. And I keep coming back to it in my mind, and it is just as prominent in my memory

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Jan 182009
 
Confessional: Oral Fixation

It’s all about what I can do with my mouth. And lips. And tongue. The need starts before anything else, before I even meet the person. When they arouse me, my mind first and foremost craves a kiss. As flirtation and seduction continue, even though I might crave a whole host of sexual things, when my desire is at its deepest my need to make-out with that person is nearly overwhelming. Even in dreams this is evident. For some reason my sexual dreams never include actual penetration. I rarely remember what anyone’s hands were doing or what they felt like. It’s just the kissing. One last thought on the kissing aspect – how a person kisses is a make-or-break for me. If they can never get beyond soft, gentle and tame…yawn. Loose and sloppy….blech. Worse are the guys whose style is akin to a retarded lizard. They just open their mouths wide, the only thing

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Nov 032008
 
Sensual Food

I’m starting to love grapefruit. At first I bought the jarred kind, as I had never had the “real” thing and hadn’t a clue how to go about properly eating one. I liked the red, only, not just because it is sweeter but it has more….texture, I guess. I don’t know the technical name for the little individual pockets of goodness that make up each segment. But in the red grapefruit, once peeled, those little pockets easily fall apart and you’re left with a mouthful of these gems. I eat my grapefruit slowly, and savor each tiny bit. I roll the segment around on my tongue to break it up. I might try to burst each pocket individually. The grapefruit sees a lot of tongue action ;) I started out with a grapefruit spoon. I’m not sure why these are the supposed preferred method – all it did was land me with a mutilated mass

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Oct 312008
 
Happy Halloween, Lilly Style

  Why yes, those are hands. And yes, I’m on top and we’re both naked. Any more questions? I don’t really do much for Halloween anymore. Last year or the year before, I picked up the devil horns you saw yesterday. Wore them to work (old job). How sweet my coworkers to ask where my costume was, “how fitting”, etc etc. Ha. Ha. Ha. Little did they know…. It’s been since college that I last attended an actual Halloween party, and got dressed up. I was 19 and a lot thinner and more bold. This was my sophomore year of college, and my roommate that year was a great girl I went to HS with. We were bad, smoking too much pot, skipping too many classes, etc. When her boyfriend decided to rush a fraternity that meant we had to attend frat parties. Wait, back up here. C and I decorated our room quite a

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