Sexual Changes

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

9. What changes if any would you like to make about your sexual self? What sexual changes would you like to see your partner make?

If I was going to be blunt about my answer, I would say that I wish I was getting sex more frequently. However, that seems harsh. While yes, I do feel that sex is lacking in my current relationship, but I also know that he has a lot going on. I like this guy more than anyone else I ever dated, and he treats me better than anyone I have ever called my boyfriend.

For the most part I like that our relationship isn’t solely based around sex, and that he truely likes me for me. However, I do wish we had more sex. I have been craving that intimacy lately. That is one reason why my masturbation habits have went from once a week or every other week to once a day or every other day.

So, to answer the question, I want to change how I see myself. I want to grow confidence. I want to feel bold enough to make the first move instead of being so afraid of rejection that I don’t try at all. A lot of times I found out after the fact that he was in the mood or could have easily gotten in the mood had I just taken that extra step.

One thing I wish he would change is the fact that if he wants sex or any kind of intimacy, he needs to tell me. He has confessed to feeling like it would be using me or “rude” to give me a booty call. I told him it would be a compliment at this point, because I tend to spend all week convincing myself that hes not physically attracted to me.

I need to learn to communicate my true feelings to him. I am just so afraid of scaring him away from me, or pushing him away by trying to pull closer.

The Best Sex Partner

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

8. Write about the best sex partner you have ever been with. Describe a special time together.

I have thought about this one for quite some time. I really wish I could pick more than one because *most* of my partners have been special or my favorite in some different way or another. After much back and forth in my head, I think I am going to have to go with D as my best sex partner.

First of all, I have had sex with D more than any of my other partners put together. I also got to explore the most with D when we were friends with benefits. I always wanted more with D, relationship wise, but I am still happy with what I got. The fact that D read my blog at the time we were seeing each other helped a lot, as he learned what I wanted and always aimed to please.

When it came to sex, I was able to explore the most with D. He had my first (and only) MMF threesome with me, he was the first to ever let me aim his dick while he peed, he was the first one I ever let inside of me without a condom, the only one I have ever had outdoor sex with, and the only partner I felt the most comfortable with telling anything to. We have had sex in other fun places (like his ex’s bed), unlike everyone else that has just been in a bedroom. I do wish we had gotten a chance to do it at his work like we had always fantasized about.

Every time I got with D it was special, but the most memorable and special time was the time that he gave me birthday sex. He made it feel like a scene from one of my favorite movies. I have a feeling that if we had kept seeing each other,I would have had a lot more firsts with him. We still talk to this day and I appreciate his friendship greatly. I have a feeling that if situations allowed, we would definitely have sex again. Right now its not in the cards, but maybe someday. If not, I still have a really good friend. Thank you D, for everything. 😀

Sexy Poem

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

7. Write a poem about a sexual experience.

*Oh gosh, I haven’t written a poem since high school, which was over ten years ago. I used to write them all the time, I am not sure why I stopped. I was never good at rhyming, but I had good flow. I will give it my best shot. I ended up getting my old notebook and writing it out first. I am very rusty and my words feel a little cheesy. However, this little exercise has encouraged me to try poetry a little more often.*

Sensual. Touch. Intimacy

Seeing you gets me
Every kind of worked up.
Nothing gets me hotter than
Seeing you, kissing you, touching you.
Usually I am too shy to make a move, but
All I can think of is
Latching on; Kisses that linger, hands that wander.

Touch me there, touch me everywhere.
Over my soft skin, your hands explore.
Under my shirt is a sexy, lacy bra. Under my pants are
Crotchless panties. I whisper so and you grow hard.
Hard like the way I want to be fucked.

I let my hands wander down to your growing bulge.
Needing you so bad, I grow wetter with every
Touch. My pussy clenches in anticipation.
I want you so bad.
My mouth, my pussy, my hand, my ass;
Anywhere you want it, you can have it.
Can you feel that? This is what you do to me.
You feel so good, I don’t want it to end.

Real Fiction

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

6. Turn a sexual experience into a piece of short fiction. Describe the setting. Use dialogue. Write erotic descriptions.

Chatting with a sexy friend, I admit to being horny. I told him my toys were charged and ready for me to come to bed. He reciprocates the feeling of being horny, and said he wished he could hear me play with myself. We talked about it and decided on an app that allowed for voice calls.

I quickly shut off the computer and hop in the shower before getting in bed. I message him that I am ready once I have my Womanizer and Mimi next to me. He starts the call and I realize I forgot one thing; headphones so that I can talk hands free. I quickly grab them from the other side of the room and get back in bed. Once I get the headphones positioned, I place the Womanizer on my clit and turn it on.

“Mmm, this feels really good,” I say out loud.

“Mmm, I am glad,” I hear him say. He starts moaning as well and I hear him play with his cock.

“Ooo, are you playing with your cock for me?” I ask, smiling.

“Yes. I am guessing you are naked right now?” he says.

“Oh, of course I am.”

“Good,” he says.

We listen to each other masturbate for a bit. I tell him it feels so good, and I shouldn’t be long. Of course in saying that, I made myself take even longer. We made some small talk, and I talked while switching between Mimi and the Womanizer when my wrist started cramping up. I told him it was one of my kinks to hold a conversation on the phone while masturbating.

After switching toys again I told him that on the bright side, my orgasm would be stronger since its taking longer than I had thought. He told me to take my time. Him saying that put me at ease and got me closer. We listened to each other’s moans and heavy breathing while we masturbated together.

“I am getting pretty close,” he told me eventually.

“Ooo, me too,” I said. “I am close. Oooh I’m coming, I’m coming,” I said as I started to orgasm. Him saying that he was close was what I needed to push me past the point of no return. As I came, my moans and breathing getting heavier, I listened to his moans as he reached his climax with me.

Once we were both done I giggled a bit. I explained that when I have a big enough orgasm I tend to giggle. It felt that good. I really enjoyed the fact that we were able to come at the same time. That made it so much better. I thanked him for the chat, but we both had work the next morning. We wished each other a good night and a smooth work day and hung up.

I went to sleep smiling to myself. That was just the release I had been needing. Thank you, if you are reading this. 😉

Sexual Fantasies

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

5. Describe a sexual fantasy you have.

This one was harder to answer than I thought. I obviously have a lot of dirty fantasies, but the one that appeals to me the most is just sexy fun time in general. I haven’t had much of that lately. Any that I get is a huge treat and welcome surprise. To go along with the theme, I will describe a scene I wish and hope for every time I get some snuggle time with the boyfriend.

We are snuggling on his bed. I am trying to keep my wandering hands in check as I lean in for more kisses. I let my next kiss linger on, then finally getting a hold of his bottom lip between mine. I give a light suck and run my tongue along  his lip before giving the lightest of nibbles.

I feel him smile and his lower lip becomes free of mine. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer before taking my hand and resting it on his growing bulge.

“You see what you did?” he asks playfully.

“Sorry, not sorry,” I say with a mischievous grin. “I feel it, but I don’t see it,” I say, egging him on a bit more.

“Oh, you asked for it now,” he said, grinning. He let go of my hand he had placed on his pressing need and reached to undo his belt and shorts. I grinned and watched, my pussy clenching and tightening in anticipation of getting to play. I licked my lips as I watched his hard cock spring free of his boxers when pulled down.

I scooted myself down on his bed and got positioned at his hip. I put a pillow under my elbow and wrapped my hand around the lower half of his shaft. I slowly circled my tongue around the tip of his head. Once I get the head wet with my swirling tongue, I take it into my mouth. I begin massaging his head with my tongue while beginning to suck.

I start to slowly move my mouth up and down his cock, taking more of him each time I slide down. Once I get a good rhythm I pick up my pace, making sure to keep my tongue swirling with massage as I go. I let a low hum build in my throat and he starts to moan in ecstasy.

I take that as a sign that I am doing a good job and take my free hand to cup his balls. I gently massage them as I keep up the magic of my mouth. I am a terrible multitasker, but I manage to keep a somewhat steady rhythm and I work his cock with my mouth and his balls with my hand.

When I notice him start to seem close I change it up a bit and switch my mouth and hand. I begin sucking on his balls while I trace my index finger around his head before beginning pumping motions with my wrist and his cock. Each time I feel him start to get close I switch between mouth and hand, cock and balls.

I could do this all night, but I want to see him some for me. One last time I put my mouth over his cock, my hand cups his balls, and I get back into rhythm. This time when I feel him get close I let his climax build enough to let his hot load shoot into my mouth. As he comes, I slow down with the tongue massages, knowing hes sensitive there. I feel him pump his load down my throat and I swallow every last drop. Once his orgasm is over I slide back up to cuddle him before he kisses me goodnight.

 

TMI Tuesday – Social Norms

TMI Tuesday…play it, enjoy it!

Times keep-a-changin’

1. Does your workplace have a “casual Friday” or a day when you can dress down or out of uniform?

My workplace does not. For my department we are required to wear office casual every day of the week. Sadly that means no jeans. Luckily, we are one of the few departments that does not require a uniform.

2. Has the growth of social media and unabashed sharing of personal info on social media made you MORE or LESS cautious about your privacy?

I am more cautious in some ways, like when it pertains to my  personal identity. Other ways, like blogging, I love to kiss and tell.

3. Is gay marriage legal where you live?

Yes.

4. Is smoking marijuana legal where you live? Under what circumstances?

Yes. Recreational and medical.

5. Give us a hashtag that best describes your weekend. Hashtag must be 15 letters or less.

#DogSittingForTheBF.

Bonus:  Have you ever stalked a celebrity? Who?

No, though I used to be obsessed with Justin Timberlake as a kid.

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My Views on Sex Over Time

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

4. How has your views of sex changed over time?

I used to be afraid of sex. I was uneducated about it, and all I knew was that sex lead to pregnancy and STD’s. I knew that it was for making babies, though I did not know it was for pleasure as well. I went from being afraid and grossed out by sex, to wanting it to be special. Something that I had on my wedding night.

I was technically raped the first time I had sex. I did not say yes. I told him as he entered me that that was not what we agreed on. All I got was “my bad” as he continued for 30 seconds before he came. I quit caring about sex being special after that. I am so glad that it didn’t scare me away from sex even more. Instead, it made me fear sex less, and explore my sexuality even more.

After what seemed like forever of having only “friends with benefits,” I finally experienced sex with a boyfriend. I fell in love with the idea of “special” sex all over again. I realized how much friends with benefits was just not for me. I loved the intimacy of being with a boyfriend, rather than just a friend.

After the boyfriend and I broke up, I turned back to friend with benefits. I felt like I would rather have no strings attached sex instead of no sex at all. My list nearly tripled since that first serious relationship that I had sex in. After looking at my list, I see that I have a 3:1 ratio; the 3 being casual sex, 1 being non-casual.

I went from being terrified of sex, mostly due to lack of education, to being in love with sex. I love the intimacy, the closeness, and the thrill. I have come a long way since the day I lost my “virginity.”

Sinful Sunday – All of Me

I took some pictures a while ago, but never shared them. I kept them to myself. They showed more of me than I ever intended. Mostly I was afraid to show so much of me, but then I started to see them for the beautiful treats that they are. I have finally gathered the courage to share. Unfortunately it was long enough ago that I did not have my piercings. I have been unsuccessful at recreating  said pics.

 

 

Sinful Sunday

Sex and Growing Up

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

3. What were you taught about sex as you grew up? What did you not know that you needed to know?

I grew up extremely sheltered. I was made to believe that words like sex and condoms were bad words. I wasn’t explained what they were, just that they were inappropriate to talk about. I got the gist of my sex education from middle school health class. Luckily we got safe sex education, rather than abstinence only education.

I remember not getting the “sex talk” from my mother until I was almost in high school. We were driving home and a commercial for Viagra came on the radio. She acted offended, and surprisingly explained everything there in the car when I asked her what it meant. It wasn’t a very detailed talk, just that the male penis got hard, was inserted into the vagina, sperm came out, and fertilized an egg.

One time in high school I asked my mother what an orgasm was. Her response was a little horrifying. She said it was when a man shot his sperm. I find that answer very sad and uneducated. A few months ago I asked her why she gave that as her answer, and she admitted to only having one or two in her life.

I didn’t know what a clitoris was or where until I was almost 18. It was when my sister came home drunk and drew me a diagram when I asked. What prompted it was when she asked how I liked the toy her and my mom’s friend got me for prom. I had admitted that it was kind of ok, I just didn’t know what to do with it. She explained where I needed to focus my vibrations, but I was clueless. So, she drew me a map on a napkin. The next night I took her advice and had my first orgasm.

I wish my parents had been more open and honest about sex. I appreciate that I got safe sex education, but I wish they had been a little bit less shaming about it. I wish they didn’t make it seem scary, or that it was a bad thing. They could have taught me, rather than make me terrified of it. I wish I knew more so that at school I wasn’t the only kid on the playground that didn’t know where babies. came from.