
in Ask Lilly, personal information, random thoughts
A couple more Formspring questions to answer!
Do you have a favorite ‘go-to’ fantasy while masturbating?
Usually I don’t fantasize. My mind is too much like a tv that the channel-up button on the remote is being held down, scenes/words/noises flicking by. Or I’m already reading erotica / looking at photos or videos or hot chicks (particularly hot chicks jerking off). But on the off chance my mind wanders in a singular direction, it’s usually based off this piece about R.
What’s your favorite part of being a sex blogger?
My favorite part? Hmmmm….. it’s the friendships I’ve made. Our community isn’t all rainbows and puppy dogs but I concentrate on the wonderful people I’ve met in real life and or those I communicate with often to keep me sane and grateful. Plus I can talk excitedly about my latest favorite sex toy with these people and not have them go all wide-eyed and “uh huh…..” and shuffle away like I have a disease.
What do you enjoy most about making to love to woman vs making love to a man?
*cringes* ok well no offense to the asker, but let’s remove the whole “making love” bit from the equation here because I don’t do that, and if I do, it’s with my husband. Everything else is hot, sweaty fucking. Can I help it if I share a deep-rooted motto with Lady Gaga? “And baby when it’s love sex if its not rough it isn’t fun.” Of course, I generally never got it rough from women like I can get it from guys but that’s just because I haven’t been with enough as many women. I appreciate the body parts and persona of whomever I’m with be it strong arms, cock, cunt, tits, etc.
PSA TIME!
e[lust] Edition #19 – Publishes on September 1st. Submissions will be accepted during August 19th-24th. The eligible post date range then will be anything published from July 28th – Aug 24th.
The Sex Blogger Co-op – I’m going to be closing down the Ning.com location in the next day or so, so be sure to get the new address of the private forums and register! Just a reminder to anybody who’s a “sex blogger” and not in the Co-op….you don’t have to be a certain type of blogger, just one who blogs about adult topics/sex in any way.
ToySwap Network – TSN is staying at its Ning.com location, I paid for the cheapest plan for a year. Anybody who reviews sex toys and wants to swap away their “not my favorites” toys for something bigger or better can join, just email me.
Wanton Wednesday – I haven’t been participating lately but I think that’ll be changing soon! I’m excited that we’ve got a good, firm group and some newbies joining us here and there.
Also, my hectic schedule is slowing down enough that I’ve turned my Yahoo Pingbox back on, over there in the sidebar.
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in real life
Remember this swimsuit?
It worked well for me back when I wore it for physical therapy.
But now I’m wearing it for my newly-joined water aerobics classes. Thankfully the class takes place in the deep end of the pool so class participants can’t see but I am sure that people walking around the pool could see, if they looked.
I keep slowly popping out. More than a few times at last night’s class I had to surreptitiously tuck my nipples back into the swimsuit.
It just ain’t cool. So this weekend I’m going to try and fix the suit. Perhaps by sewing the straps a little tighter. I can’t really think of anything else. Maybe sewing a frog in between the cups?
in random thoughts
The time is beginning to approach once more……
The annual NYC Sex Bloggers Calendar party is happening on October 1.
And despite being in the calendar, a part of me is really waffling on whether or not to go. You see, I’m a bit of an oxymoron. I don’t do well in big groups, but I also don’t do well alone. The sheer madhouseness of the party gives me the twitches a bit, and given the stellar guestlist this year it will be an even bigger draw for attendance.
But my trips to NYC aren’t just about the party itself. It’s equally about spending time with blogger friends I don’t see much, as well as trying to get in a little sightseeing, a little NYC Experience. I’ve seen some great little things here and there over my 4 past trips but there’s still a LOT I want to see and experience.
However…
I need a guide, a buddy. It makes me nervous to just go there with no mostly-firm plans to fill up my time. And I’m just not the type of person who likes to explore and sightsee by myself. I love sharing the moment and the “Wow look at that!” with another kindred spirit.
Places I’ve seen:
~Parts of Central Park, Chinatown, Little Italy, Astor Place, LES, Financial District. Just parts, though.
~ Rockafeller Plaza and that area
~ GCT
~Washington Memorial Arch
Places on my list:
~A good italian dinner in the Bronx
~The Worlds Fair globe
~Coney Island
~Battery Park
~ The Cloisters
~ Buildings. Cool, old interesting architecture. Places with history, with a story.
~ Some sort of telescope view thingie that you can see into London? Is that still there?
~Museum of Sex (Thanks UrbanRogue for reminding me!)
~Pirate ship. Elizabeth of Sex in the Public Square shot her Calendar pics there last year and I read it was a restaurant or….something? Am I remembering incorrectly?
I guess my decision to go will be based on what plans I can make ahead of time, and who I can count on hanging out with. Any volunteer tour guides? As you can see I don’t need the “tourister” tour.
in Thoughts & Opinions
Very short post today, as my brain is fried and this sense of being overwhelmed just won’t quit. I’ve been reading a lot of things lately in the sex bloggosphere that make me shake my head in disgust. It’s adding to my writers block because I just don’t know what to say. Validating a ridiculous assertation or argument with a rebuttal seems pointless. So I’ll remind you all of this one point to keep in mind:
There are always two (or even three) sides to every story. If all you’re hearing is one side, one negative side, then perhaps you should step back before you jump on bandwagons and consider how many grains of truth lie in this one side. Jealousy, pettiness, anger, hurt, etc have ways of inflating drama and making half-truths feel real to the listener of tales of woe, betrayal or dismissal and vacuum-cleaner-salesman tales of caution, injury and how your life is miserable relying on product A when what you really need is product B.
At any rate, if you listen to people who are full of hot air, you’ll just end up confused. I know I am, after reading this interview with Prince wherein he proclaims that the Internet is a has-been:
He says: “The internet’s completely over. I don’t see why I should give my new music to iTunes or anyone else. They won’t pay me an advance for it and then they get angry when they can’t get it.
“The internet’s like MTV. At one time MTV was hip and suddenly it became outdated. Anyway, all these computers and digital gadgets are no good.
“They just fill your head with numbers and that can’t be good for you.”
Thank you, Prince, I see the light now. Your music is awesome but you’re a strange little bird.
Here’s some “numbers” for you, dear readers, enjoy:
One of my favorite FM.com participants, Tori Black.
And don’t forget about my Formspring box over there. I allow anonymous questions and some of them I’ll answer here on the blog.
in Thoughts & Opinions
Ask any heavy woman and she’ll most likely admit to have some (or many) moments of feeling a perceived shame against her, just for her weight. I say perceived because the majority of people are not rude enough to say to your face how disgusted they are by your excess fat or your healthy appetite. And by “to your face” I mean in person. Bloggieland gives many people false bravado and arrogance.
Why do we assume they’re giving us the body-check-glance and thinking all sorts of negative things? Probably because of the internet, to be frank. Because we can read their thoughts that they feel safe in saying to the faceless nameless crowd. Perhaps some overweight women were also overweight in the years of primary school and high school, when children can be downright mean.
We might feel like shit when we realize we’re the largest person in the room.
We might purposely under-eat when in the company of thinner acquaintances for fear they’ll think we’re a pig for eating like a normal, healthy person.
And…..we might unfairly be judging people. That which we fear and assume is happening to us.
This weekend I found myself at a family reunion wherein half of the family are people I wouldn’t recognize if I passeed in the street – heck some I’ve never met! There were two women there a little younger than me, both thin, both gorgeous. I felt intimidated. I’m sure they were very nice people but I unfairly assumed otherwise; assumed they were judging me. This didn’t occur to me until I spoke out loud how I felt more comfortable speaking to one of the afore-mentioned women after hearing that she’d spent some time pretty overweight herself and struggled to lose it. Granted, her weight issues and weight loss were nothing like mine. But I still had this newly-perceived camaraderie. Comfort.
I need to fucking stop doing this. I have more than enough friends in this community who are thin and who are NOT judging me based on my weight alone. And I need to lose the pointless body-envy.


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