Half Orgasm

After hearing so many great things about the Hitachi lately, I decided to pull mine out again and give it another try. Honestly, I wish I hadn’t.

First off, it took forever to get to orgasm just because it seemed to kill the sensation in my clit. I used both a barrier between the toy and my clit and without a barrier. Both lead to a loss of different sensation types.

When I finally did reach orgasm (after a lot of time and work), I have never felt so disappointed. I definitely feel like like I had a half orgasm. Normally when I cum with my bullet I first feel the build in my pussy and pelvis. That build quickly spreads over my whole body and I lose myself.My body tenses up, I moan (and the louder I moan, the more I feel it). I feel my pussy clench and release rapidly. After orgasm I feel satisfied and refreshed, sleepy and relaxed.

However, this time when I had the orgasm, I felt no build in my body, only in my pelvis. After a lot of coaxing and concentrating, I felt my pussy give a few clenches and then nothing. My body didn’t even tense up, so I wondered for a while if I really did have an orgasm. That is when I decided to classify it as a half orgasm. So, note the “.5” on my orgasm count sidebar.

I am half tempted to make myself have another half orgasm, just to make it a whole number, since that half kind of drives me nuts.

Easy to Read

I have always been a bad liar. I am even worse at hiding my emotions (situation pending). Lately this has become a problem, leading to some very awkward discussions and weired out coworkers.

My coworkers know how to push the right buttons to make me flustered. They know what embarrasses me, but most of the time they are just joking and I give myself away.

For example, a few weeks ago a coworker was feeling my head. A security guard jokingly said that touching me was a bad idea because he didn’t know where my head had been. It just so happened that my head had been in D’s crotch giving him head just a week earlier. My face turned beet red and I asked what he meant. He said I knew what he meant, that if I didn’t want people to know then I shouldn’t post it on the internet.

I gave him the dirtiest look, my mind reeling on whether or not he found my blog. He saw the look on my face and said he was kidding. I asked where he got that idea (that I post my stuff online) and he just laughed saying he made it up. I believe him mostly, but there is still a little part of me that wonders if he knows the truth, though I doubt he does. However, my reaction to his (very accurate) insinuations almost gave me away.

Another time, I had just stepped back out onto the casino floor from taking a break and two coworkers were there. I stopped and chatted. When I got to them, the male said to the female “Tashamber would come over and show your husband a good time.” The other attendant (female) just let her mouth drop in shock. I got a huge grin, about to ask if they were looking for a threesome. SO GLAD I DIDN’T!!!

Next thing I know, I am getting teased for “thinking about it,” and turning beet red. My grin gave my dirty side away. They then started to question it, and the male repeated himself to test my reaction. Unfortunately it was the same result, where I grinned and blushed. Security then walked up and asked what was going on because we were all cracking up by then (me for different reasons). The male coworker explained to security. Same reaction from me. Eventually they dropped it, as she walked away pretending to be creeped out and the other two left to go do something.

It’s funny sometimes how red I turn, or how much I grin at a dirty idea, but it is very risky because it could totally give me away someday if someone takes it a little too far.

Dedicated Orgasms

So I had an idea the other night while working away at some orgasms. I thought of this: dedicated orgasms. Now, what does that mean you might wonder.

In an effort to work on my lack of masturbation inspiration (and to give some naughty listening pleasure), as well as get over my turn off to/fear of name calling, what about if you request me to say your name while I orgasm (and I would record it and either send it to you privately or post it, your choice)?

I don’t know how this idea sounds to you. The idea kind of got me going. I like it. Heh, I also kind of like the idea of hearing you say MY name, though I like “Tashamber” a hell of a lot better than my given name. I want to hear how sexy it “could” sound.

Also, as kind of an undeveloped thought and mentioned on my notes (smartphone next to bed is a great way to make notes on post ideas), I mentioned specialized fantasies. I could write a fantasy that YOU want to read about. Whether its us hooking up, me and another girl, threesome, etc. I think that would be a great way to get more posts written. (Ha, I need fantasy at this point, since I sure as hell am not getting anything in real life).

Again, just a thought. I would love to hear what you think (and requests if you have them).

Nervous

I always get nervous when I think about being naked in front of someone for the first time. As one of my exes always said, the scariest thing is being naked in front of someone for the first time. For me, it doesn’t matter who it is, I get nervous. However, once they have seen me, it’s fine.

I am learning to not be so self conscious around people. I am fat, and am learning to accept that. When I am ready emotionally, I will go back to dieting seriously. There is no hope for me to succeed if I am not ready emotionally. I am getting the mindset that if I am gonna be judged by the person I am naked with, they wouldn’t be there in the first place.

Anyways, back to the point of this post. There is a couple at work that I am talking to (the wife mainly). I recently learned how sexual they are. And they love threesomes. The wife (who I will call Tori) thinks I need a sex makeover. A chance to have just pure, great sex, with an orgasm. She’s pretty confident they can change my ‘problem.’

She decided that I needed one when I told her I couldn’t cum without a vibe, Toby was a terrible screw, Will was never in the mood, and I rip every time with D. I like the idea of a threesome with them very much. She wants to get to know me first though, (which I totally understand).

I hung out with them today for the first time outside of work and we got along great. We went to the movies, and after went back to their house where she cooked dinner and did my nails. I had a blast. Heh, she even put on a couple of her sexy bustiers for me to see. They were hot.

The whole time I was there I tried picturing us doing things. I can definitely see the potential, especially since at one point her husband said that he wanted to play with pierced nipples. I don’t know if she told him or not about mine.

Every time I tried picturing the three of us, I got nervous at the idea of being naked in front of them. It’s just the fact that it’s someone new. It’s an excited type of nervous.

Mount’n Dew

“What would you like to drink?” D texted as we were making plans to hang out the next night, this time at his place.

“Mount n dew me, please,” I texted back. There was definitely a double meaning there. I wanted to drink mountain dew, and I wanted him to do me.

“Can do,” he replied, with a wink.

The next night I arrived right on time, met his room mate and got the grand tour of the place. We ate dinner (he cooked roast and potatoes in the crock pot). It was delicious.

We all chatted for a bit, until D pounced on his room mate (who was sitting on his bed in the living room). We all got into a tickle fight, his room mate (who I will call Brad) being the one being tickled.

When Brad couldn’t take it anymore, we all calmed down and settled to watch some shows on Netflix. I made myself at home by sitting up next to Brad along his headboard. D turned out the lights and we all sat back and relaxed.

At one point during the show, one of the characters said something about doing things to unsuspecting people in the dark. I looked at Brad, grinned, and said “Like tickling!” and attempted to tickle him. He grabbed my hand and held it down. We ended up holding hands, with him eventually snuggling up next to me. It was nice.

After a few episodes, D came over and sat with us. He attempted to harrass Brad, but Brad stopped him. I rested my right leg on D’s lap, with my left leg behind him. He began rubbing my foot, travelling up my leg, eventually rubbing the inside seam of my crotch. My breathing got heavier.

Brad snuggled up closer and began rubbing his hand all over my cheeks, neck, and chest. I just laid back and relaxed, no longer paying attention to the show.

Brad began kissing the side of my face, while D situated himself between my legs, kissing and nibbling up my legs, to my inner thighs, the rubbing of my crotch getting heavier, along with my breathing.

Brad had me sit up and began to take of my shirt. D went for my pants. I was now only wearing my black lacy negligee. D and I kissed, then, Brad and I kissed. I reached up to unbutton D’s shirt. He got that wild, sexy look in his eyes that turns me on (I was already way turned on at this point. I could feel my wet pussy throb in anticipation of what was going to happen next.

Brad got my tits over the built in bra cups and began sucking on my left tit while D went for my right. I reached out my hands and began to feel and rub their awaiting hard ons. While D was sucking on my tit, he moved the cloth of my underwear to the side and began fingering me, then rubbing my juices around my clit. I arched my back and Brad began kissing my neck and chest.

D got up to run to his room to get condoms. While D was getting condoms, Brad got his pants off, as well as his boxers. D came back and undid his pants, then slid off my thong. Brad took off my negligee. I was completely naked and the guys were just wearing shirts.

As D mounted me, I took Brad’s cock into my hand. I began (attempting) to jerk him off while D fucked me. They both felt good. It was such a turn on to have a dick in my hand while another was in my pussy. D and I kissed, and then he bent his head to whisper in my ear that he wanted me to suck him. I said okay and he pulled out.

I moved the pillows to the foot board and leaned against those. D took off his condom (green apple flavor I think) and I began to suck while Brad got his condom on. I helped him guide his cock into me while I suckled on D’s. It was hot; I was doing my two favorite things at once. I had cock in my pussy and mouth.

After Brad had his orgasm, D put on a fresh condom and climbed back on top of me. We kissed a lot more, and under his breath he whispered how hot I was that night. I thanked him and kissed him some more. D soon had his orgasm, and we all got dressed.

It was a great night, and I definitely hope it can happen again. Also, Because there were so many things going on in the heat of the moment, I feel like I have missed a lot of details. This may or may not be true. Either way, it was hot. Thank you D and Brad!

Faked

I got back to Leah’s apartment, where her and The T were waiting. I cuddled with The T a bit, before heading into the bathroom to change into my sexy clothes. I wore my yellow negligee with a black thong. They both told me how sexy I looked. The T and I made out for a bit, then we went to Leah’s room. Leah stayed in the living room to finish watching her show.

Things were a little awkward at first, so we started slow by just kissing with some heavy petting. Once I felt comfortable, The T and I got naked. I had never put on a condom before, so he had me do it. I fumbled a bit, but finally I got it.

I wasn’t really wet enough, so he decided to go down on me. It felt good, but not quite good enough. Luckily though, that made me wet enough. He slid his cock in slowly, riding on top of me. We kept this position for a bit, until he wanted to fuck me doggy style.

I had a problem keeping my ass higher than my head, but eventually we had the right position. We decided to get the bullet out, to try and make me cum. That is when Leah came in to join us. Before I got the bullet onto my now dripping wet pussy, she asked to go down on me. I said sure, and opened my legs once more.

Unfortunately, she did not last long down there because all she could taste was condom lube. I did not blame her one bit, so I went down on her instead. She was the first girl I went down on, and I hope she won’t be the last. I did just as I had always imagined myself doing with a girl, and slowly traced my tongue all along the pussy lips, then around the clit. She moaned, telling me I was doing it just right, but it would not make her cum. She had me stop so that The T and I could continue and she could use her vibrator.

The T had me put on a fresh condom and told me to climb on top. It was my first time on top, so the positioning was very awkward at first. Eventually I had a good hythm going, where I gripped the top of the head board and he used his hips to move me up and down. Sadly, just when I was really enjoying that position, I got a bad cramp in my hip, so we switched to him on top.

This time I had my bullet ready, and I got it on my clit while he fucked me. Leah stopped what she was doing with her vibe to encourage me to cum.

“Oh God, Leah, shes so close, shes so tight,” The T moaned.

“Ooo, I can tell shes close, by her breathing,” Leah said.

The truth was, I was close, but not close enough. The pressure of needing to cum was building, physically and emotionally. Unfortunately, the emotional pressure to cum outweighed the physical. Leah was so excited that I was gonna cum, I could not disappoint her. I started making the sounds I make when orgasming, and flexing my pussy around The T’s cock. They both encouraged me while I was cumming, and talking dirty to me. After a few seconds, I slowed down on the moaning and relaxed.
After I “came,” Leah went back to the living room to watch another show of hers. Once she was out of hearing distance, The T asked the dreaded question.

“You didn’t really finish, did you?”

I decided to be honest. “No, she was pressuring me so much I just couldn’t. I lost the closeness I had to cumming,” I said to him quietly.

“I understand completely, and thank you for being honest,” he said back.

That was the only time I faked my orgasm. I never really saw the point in faking. I think that if you fake an orgasm with someone, they think they are doing something right, and will never really know how to get you off. The only reason I faked this time was to not disappoint my hostess, who I knew we would never be hooking up again. I was glad The T was so understanding.

We ended up putting on a fresh condom so that he could at least have his orgasm. Leah was right, it was good sex with him. It was easy to turn down Toby after fucking The T. The T and I never got together again, unfortunately, because Leah decided she did not want to share him anymore. She was apparently jealous to see me fucking her “best friend.”

Good Sex

I was talking to a girl in my art class one day (several years ago), who also happened to be my neighbor and friend that hung out with my group in the cafeteria. I told her how much I hated the sex with Toby, but enjoyed the thrill of the moment, even though afterwards I felt like shit. That is when she told me that I just need to have good sex.

I told her thats great, but I don’t know anyone else that will have sex with me. She told me about The T. The T was one of her close friends, and knew how to pleasure a woman. He could not get off unless she got off. She also said she was willing to host us, and that we could stay over at her place.

A few nights later, I went over to her place to meet The T. He seemed nice, but I wasn’t quite comfortable enough to do anything sexual. We did kiss a bit, and I have to say, it was not bad. I was horny, but not ready. He understood and respected that, so we decided to try for next time.

The next time the three of us got together, we made a safeword (tricycle). We also planned how we would do things (her room, her bed, she would come in and watch once in a while, maybe join in). She asked me if he could fuck her too, or just me. I preferred that he just fuck me. She was fine with that.

I went home to get my bag of goodies (something sexy to wear, bullet, and strap on with Raquel), and told my mom that I was going to stay next door for the night.

To be continued…

Safeword

I have never really used a safeword. I have had one once, but it was never used. The word then became an inside joke between me and the people I used it with. The word was tricycle, and it was to be used in a somewhat threesome that I was in a couple years ago (a different post, I promise).

I know a lot of people use words like “orange” or “red” as their safeword. I am not sure how we came up with tricycle. I think it was just the fact that there were three of us, and we were trying to find random words that were unique enough to remember in the heat of the moment.

Our safeword never got used, but it sure did get made fun of. It became our inside joke when one of us would come up to the other (two) and say “I want to ride your tricycle.” No one knew what the hell we were talking about, it was great.

And the Threesomes Continue

I came good and hard that morning. I thought I was good to go for the next twenty four hours. Anna called me at 10:30 AM. I had just went to sleep two hours ago after working all night. I told her I would call her back when I woke up. 1:30 PM came around, and she called again. She said Nathan had a couple errands to run at 2:30, but after that they would come over. This was an unexpected surprise. I hadn’t really been expecting company, but was up for up. I woke up at 2, and they were over in about 45 minutes.

We sat around playing video games. I was playing World of Warcraft (damn Jenny, Ian, and Forbidden Fruit for talking me into playing, haha) while Anna and Nathan played a game on my PS2.

We later walked over to the gas station to get some snacks and some sodas. I am not too clear on what happened in between, as I was still kind of tired from not getting enough sleep, but I do remember that somehow Anna and I started getting really touchy feely with each other. We were grabbing each other’s tits, rubbing each other’s pussies through our pants. Yeah, we got horny fast.

Nathan wanted to join in, so Anna and I scooted over for him. Somehow I ended up gripping the head of my bed with both hands, telling them how hot it would be if I was handcuffed to the bed and they were taking advantage of me. They said we could pretend.

Pretend we did. As I lay there, gripping the bars at the head of my bed, they pinched and pulled my nipples, lifting up my shirt to get a better feel. They ran their hands over my body, down to my waist. I love feeling their hands on me. Eventually Nathan lay down next to me, Anna straddling him. They started making out and I proceeded to tweak their nipples.

Nathan suddenly grabbed Anna’s hair, and Anna let out a loud moan. She then looked me in the eye and said Nathan wanted to have sex. I told them to go for it if they wanted to. They told me to use my toy and watch. My clit throbbed when they said that. I have always wanted to watch people have sex, and not just in the movies.

I got my bullet out and fired it up. Anna put the condom on Nathan, and climbed on top, directing his penis into her dripping wet pussy. That set me off, let me tell you. Unfortunately they finished before me, leaving me even more horny than I was before I masturbated that morning.

They left early that evening, and by the time they left, it was too late to get my “problem” taken care of, since I had to go to work. I decided that I could really tease myself and wear my wireless bullet to work.

To be continued…

Mini Threesome

Wednesday night Anna and Nathan came over at about six. The plan was to watch Wall-e. They brought Wall-e and Don’t Mess with the Zohan. We behaved wonderfully throughout Wall-e. There was no sexual tension whatsoever and we paid attention to the movie instead of each other.

After that first movie we decided we were all hungry, so Nathan drove us to get some dinner. We came back to eat and put the other movie in. Anna gave me one of her fries. I looked Nathan in the eye and ran my tongue around the top, then slowly moved the fry farther into mouth.

The look on Nathan’s face was priceless. Anna got a big smile on her face. “Nathan tells me you have a fabulous tongue.” I told her she would have to find out for herself someday, a day when we wouldn’t have to worry about time limits and my mother being in the other room. She seemed to like that idea, so I elaborated.

I told her how I wanted to start slowly, flicking my tongue on her clit, then write the alphabet, starting with lower case, going to capital case. Next I would spell sexy words, and make her try to guess what I was writing.

In these few minutes of talking dirty, all three of us were incredibly turned on. We looked at Nathan. He had a tormented look on his face. We looked down at his pants so see the bulge of his erection that wasn’t there before. Anna started rubbing it.

I watched as she rubbed him, a big grin on my face. I switched between looking at his face, her face, and Anna’s hand rubbing Nathan’s hard on. I was wet. So wet…I let them know. I also told them how much it sucks that we couldn’t do anything, since my mom was home. That is when Anna took my hand and put it on Nathan’s crotch as well, telling me to rub it. I did.

I about went wild. I told them we should really try to calm down, and they agreed. Yeah, that lasted about thirty seconds, and this time Anna and I started kissing, massaging each other’s tits.

Throughout the rest of the movie, Anna and I switched between playing around with each other and giving Nathan the attention that he so desperately wanted. The room started to get very hot, so I had to open the window to let some air in. We calmed down for about a minute.

After the movie, Anna and I decided to let Nathan cum. He promised he would be fast, as he was so worked up. Nathan let his hard cock free from his pants and Anna and I took turns sucking him and jacking him off. In less than a minute we had him cumming on his chest.

Unfortunately after we all had our little bit of fun, it was eleven at night and they had to get up early the next morning. They went home, with plans of us having a re-do of a threesome, since we really couldn’t do very much this time.

That night I tried to masturbate, but I just couldn’t finish. It really started to piss me off. Then I realized I wanted someone with me, I wanted them to help me. Knowing that that was not possible, I just wasn’t into it anymore, so finally I gave up and put my toys away.