Killing the Buzz

To me, there is nothing worse than have my batteries go dead while doing my naughty business. I invested in rechargeable batteries a while ago, and thinking that having at least one set of batteries charged at all times, just in case of an emergency. Boy was I wrong.

I swear, the worst thing ever is putting in some batteries (ones that should have a full charge because they have not been used since they were last charged), and have them work well long enough to really get you feeling good. However, after about three minutes you think that they are dying, but it isn’t that obvious. But of course, that is when their power goes from high speed to nearly dead in about twenty seconds, probably less than that. That is what starts to kill my buzz.

Luckily, I knew I had some brand new emergency batteries that are not rechargeable. Grudgingly I got back out of bed, turned my light back on, and changed the batteries. I got back in bed, determined to get off. As I lay there, pumping my wand in and out of my pussy with my left hand and rubbing my clit with the bullet using my right, I realized I needed some visuals. Damn.

So, very reluctantly, I got out of bed once more to get my laptop so I could watch some internet porn. Third time is the charm. I had the batteries, I had the porn, I was good to go.

After about only 2 minutes of watching the male actor strip, while his partner rubbed his penis, I was ready to cum. And cum I did. It would have felt better the first time around if there were no interruptions, but it was worth it. My determination to orgasm got me so horny, wet, and worked up that the end result was awesome.

Speechless

The other night, I was wet. Wet and horny. I had to masturbate, knowing that there was no other way to get some, especially with all the crap that has went down in the past half week. In the end, someone sent me naughty pictures. I love naughty pictures. I loved seeing his hard cock when I opened up my new picture message on my phone.
I told everyone on my messenger good night, that I was off to bed. Of course I didn’t tell them I was leaving to go be naughty.

I thought that just the bullet could get me off. After about two minutes of running the bullet all over my wet pussy, I ached for something more. My favorite glass wand. It slid in so easily, and I could hear my wetness.

Slowly, I started to thrust it in and out with my left hand, as my right hand worked the bullet. That felt good, but I needed more. I turned my bullet onto full blast, and began sliding the wand in and out a little bit faster.

As I rubbed my clit and attempted to satisfy the hunger in my pussy the best I could, I thought about all the bad and naughty things I had done in the past few days. Wanting to suck his cock, feel his hardness in my mouth and pussy, looking at all those pictures he sent me of his throbbing erection.

What turned me on even more was knowing that I was able to use my imagination for once, not needing to watch an X-rated movie as I fucked myself. Normally I do need to watch a porno. It was just something I got used to. But not this time. This time it was all my imagination. I imagined what I would do with his cock, imagined it sliding in and out of my dripping wet pussy.

Eventually, and too soon I might add, I came. I came hard. I came so hard that it took everything I had not to scream out. Now, normally I am a quiet cummer, just for privacy purposes, but there are some that make me almost scream. I almost wish there was no one home, then I would have let myself scream out. I even squirted.

Afterwards, I felt relieved, relaxed. But, for at least ten minutes after I came, I was breathing heavy still with my heart pounding, my soaked pussy throbbing in pleasure of being fucked by my wand. I just kept muttering the word “WOW!” I was speechless.

Horny

I am so horny right now. I think my birth control shot is wearing off. You are probably wondering why I am on birth control if I am not having sex. Well, that is because I went on it as a precaution. When I first got together with my boyfriend, things were really hot and heavy, and my hormones always wanted to fool around. So, we decided that, just in case, I would get the shot just to be safe. I didn’t know that the shot would make me less horny (probably why it’s called birth control).

Well, since I am not having sex, the shot was starting to make me depressed, and I would always get these mood swings, I decided to go off of it. Today my next shot was supposed to take place, but I am not getting it. And it is around the last week of the shot before the next one due that it starts to wear off, making me extremely horny.

I am too horny to masturbate. I masturbated twice in a row the other night, and twice last night, about 3 hours in between sessions. I took my favorite bullet, rubbing it in circles around my clit. When I was dripping wet with need, I took my glass dildo, thrusting it in and out of my tight, wet pussy. With those two toys combined, I came. I came hard. I even let myself squirt, feeling the need for that added release.

I am also horny for cock. Nice hard cock that I can just take into my mouth, running my tongue around the head, up and down the shaft. I want to put my lips over the head, slowly putting it deeper and deeper into my mouth, sucking on the head, while still using my tongue to tease it.

I want to get the nice, hard cock nice and wet. When it is dripping with my saliva, I want to take it in my hand and jack it off. As I jack it off I want to take his sweet balls into my mouth, licking them with my tongue, and then gently suckle on them. Next, I want to move my mouth back up to his cock, and start kissing it. Up and down the shaft, all around the head. Slowly, I will start licking it, then eventually put it all into my mouth and suck, running my tongue all over.

I trade off between sucking and jacking it off. I can hear him moaning, encouraging me to go faster. While his cock is in my mouth, I bob my head up and down, making it go partially in and out of my mouth. I can tell he is close. I take his cock as far as my mouth will allow, and start softly massaging his balls. I can feel him tense up as his moans get louder and more urgent. Suddenly, I feel a warm substance fill my mouth. I softly use my tongue to tickle his head as he shoots his sticky cum into my mouth. He asks me to swallow. I do. Every last drop.

Toy Box

Last night I decided to rearrange my toys. Not to say I have too many, because you can never have too many toys. Before I moved and rearranged everything, they were just a jumbled mess in my smallest drawer, with the most used toys on top and the least used/never used toys on the back and on the bottom of the drawer.

I took some recent boxes I had from my most recent Amazon purchases and tore the flaps off. Then I switched my jeans that don’t fit from the big dresser to the empty dresser drawer I had made from taking out all my toys. Perfect fit.
I set the boxes inside the newly emptied drawer and began to sort. I connected bullets to their remotes, cleaned and jelly toys that seemed sticky (by the way, can anyone tell me why jelly toys get sticky? Is there any way to prevent it? Cleaning helped, but I have a feeling they will eventually end up sticky again).

Next came the organizing inside the drawer. Inside one box I neatly arranged my dildos, and in the other I neatly arranged my bullets. Now, most of the dildos I own I cannot use because, well, obviously I can’t unless they are skinny enough to not hurt when inserted. I didn’t realize this at the time when I bought them, but some of them still make nice vibrations on my clit. Bullets, on the other hand, are my favorites. I am absolutely hooked on them. They fit perfectly between my pussy lips and on my clit. Those went into the other box.

Next to the boxes I placed my movies I like to watch while I masturbate. Under the movies went the magazines (which just don’t get me to cum as much as the movies can, but they still can get me horny.

In the front left corner of my drawer I placed a small gum box (one of those boxes that hold 12 packs of 16 pieces of gum). Inside the box I neatly arranged my condom collection. These I haven’t ever needed to use, but I have them in case I do decide to go to the next level and have sex….They will probably expire before I am ready. But, they also come in handy when/if I ever use my dildos.

And of course, in the middle of it all, I have my Hitachi magic wand. It’s nice to have around for when I want a quick orgasm or don’t have any charged batteries, and I can just simply plug it in.

However, within the next week or so I will be receiving more toys that I ordered this weekend, so I have a feeling that my drawer will no longer be as organized.

Below are my two favorites: A glass wand and a bullet. Together they are amazing. The pink swirls on the glass dildo are raised and they are amazing inside. The bottom of the dildo has a ring and it is perfect for putting a small bullet inside or my finger to pump it in and out of me.
Next is the end result of my organizing:

Experimentation

She was just about to get off of work. I texted her and asked if she wanted to hang out, me maybe see her new place. She said sure, she would meet me in about 20 minutes. She picked me up, we went shopping for groceries for dinner, then stopped by my place so I could get my overnight clothes, since we decided that I wanted to talk more about the other night and I could stay the night.

After we got back in her car, we decided to head to the nearest sex toy shop and look around. I ended up buying a small bullet, and she got a strap on dildo.

So, after our little shopping trip, we went back to her place, she showed me around, and we had dinner. During dinner, we talked about how I felt, her experiences as being bi, and what I wanted to do about everything. I told her I would like to be able to experiment, but I was afraid. She said if I wanted that I could experiment with her, but only if I felt comfortable. I knew I wanted to, but still I was scared.

She showed me her sex toy collection. Man, I never saw so many dildos. Before then I only owned a few select bullets and the vibrator she had gotten me for prom (yes, she was the one that got me that).

After dinner, showing me her toys, and talking, we took turns taking a shower. I jokingly (yet with a hint of seriousness) asked if she wanted to take it together. She said no, but that was ok, because I was still feeling a little bit shy. However, before our showers we had talked about “shaving down there.” I had always been afraid of cutting myself accidentally, but she explained how I could be super careful and demonstrated a few techniques. She told me the benefits of having a hairless pussy, such as more comfortable, a lot cleaner, and less odors occur when shaved.

So, during my shower, with a brand new razor, I shaved. Afterward, she had me apply some scentless lotion to my pussy. That helped a lot, as I have always hated shaving my legs and under arms because of the razor burn that comes after.
After we each had a shower, it was pretty much bedtime. She asked me what I wanted to do. I said I wasn’t sure still, so explained that she first experimented with her bi curiosity by masturbating with her best friend during sleep overs as a kid. To me, that sounded like a great way to start, a nice ice breaker.

I got my batteries into my new toy I had bought that afternoon, and got in bed. I asked if she was gonna use a toy, but she said no, she could masturbate without one. Shyly, I turned it on and put the small bullet on my clit. As we lay next to each other in her king sized bed rubbing our clits, she asked me if she could play with my breasts. I said yes, and the next thing I felt was her reaching over to grab.

She got closer and bent her head down and begin to suck. She bit, squeezed, and sucked, switching back and forth between each breast. Next she asked me if I was wet. I said yes, and she asked to feel for herself. Again, nervously, I said yes. I felt her reach down and slowly move her hand down my crotch.

“Mmmmm, you are wet,” she agreed. By this time, a considerable amount of time had passed by, and my batteries felt like they were on their last bit of power (it was a cheapo with watch batteries). So, giving up on the thing, I moved my hand and reached with the other to turn it off.

As soon as my hand and vibrator were out of the way, I felt her gently press her finger onto my clit. Slowly, she started to rub in circles, getting faster and slightly harder. “Mmmm,” I moaned. “You like that? Do you like the circles, or do you like it when I rub back and forth, up and down?” she asked in a husky voice. Quietly, I replied that I liked the circles. So she kept up with the circles.

“You are even wetter now. You are really turning me on. Do you want me to put a finger in?” she asked. “Yeah, mmm,” I replied, caught up in every new sensation I was feeling. I wanted to roll over onto my side, facing her and suck on her nipples, as she did mine. I wanted to put my hand between her legs, to see what she felt like down there. There was so much I wanted to do, but something in me was holding back.

So, just as promised, I felt her out a finger in, while she continued to rub my clit hard. It felt good, but it also felt like it was getting a little sore. I wanted to cum. God, I wanted to cum. A few times I felt close, but I never got close enough.

“Tell me what you want to do,” she said suddenly, “Are you gonna cum?”

“I want to, but for some reason I can’t.”

“I wish you would too, because I am so close.”

“So what do you want to do, what would you do?” I asked, staring to feel embarrassed at my inability to cum. I really wish I wasn’t so held back.

“Normally I would go down on you at this point. Would you like that?”

“Yeah, but something in me is holding me back. Sorry to kill the mood.”

“It’s ok,” she said back. “I think you are just really confused right now. You need time to think stuff over.”

“Yeah, I am really confused. I really did like what you did to me. There were so many things I wanted to do too, but something in me was holding back,” I said, a little embarrassed.

She assured me that it was ok, and that the night was about me getting the pleasure, to see how I felt. I was glad she was so ok about everything, but still, a year later, I wish I could go back in time and overcome my fear of giving back to her.

If I ever get the chance again to experiment with a girl, I want to do the things I was too chicken to do before. I would touch her breasts, play with them, suck, lick, and even bite them. I would rub her clit and and finger her. Then, I would want to go down on her. Just to see what it felt like. I love the idea of flicking my tongue all over someone’s clit, licking it, sucking it, rolling my tongue all over her dripping wet pussy.

Bi-Curious Pt. 2

We asked them what they wanted. They said they wanted to see us on my bed, me playing with one of my vibrators while she played with my titties. We put the camera on pause while we figured out a way to fool them, but still make them believe what they wanted to.

Finally, we had it so that the camera was facing my bed, and I was “naked” from the waist up. We fixed the blankets to hide my clothed nether regions and grabbed my favorite silver bullet to tease them with. She turned on the cam, took off her shirt, and got on the bed with me.

The guys fell for it. We “turned” the vibrator on and took turns running it over each other’s nipples, then finally I put the toy under the covers and made it look like I was having a good time while she played with my nipples and tits.
The guys fell for it, but they wanted more. They wanted us to get really explicit and have us eat each other out. That’s where we drew the line. We said it was getting late, and turned off the camera, wishing the guys a good night and “maybe next time.”

That night, instead of sleeping on the couch, she slept with me in my bed. Before falling asleep though we talked about what happened. I was a little confused. I knew she was bi, but I never really thought about me as being anything but straight.

She got me thinking. There have always been signs of my curiosity of being with a girl. When I was little I always tried to watch “just the boob scenes” in movies when my parents were gone, since I knew they never showed any movies with a penis, I felt like boobs were the next best thing.

Another time at a friend’s party I had a chance to kiss a girl. I forget how it really came about, but I do remember that I really wanted to kiss her. She was willing to kiss me, but I was just too afraid.

I also remember that growing up, I always had small “crushes” on some girls, mostly girls that had the bigger boobs. There was just something about them that I was really attracted to.

Bi-Curious Pt. 1

In the past year or so I have come to realize that I am bi curious. That is, I have always wondered/been curious about being with someone of the same sex as me. I think I have always known it deep down ever since I was little, but last year something happened to make me admit it to myself.

It was about a year ago, I had a friend over and we were goofing off online. I was messing with a couple of my guy friends that I used to cyber with from time to time. So anyways, we were joking around, saying she was my girlfriend (just to get their reaction). That got them extremely horny. They wanted to see us on camera. My friend and I laughed and joked about it together, then decided we would mess with them some more.

Before turning on the webcam, we both changed into really loose tank tops, just in case. We turned on the cam and asked what they wanted to see. Of course they wanted to see us kiss. We didn’t really kiss, but they didn’t know that. We pretended to kiss on camera, my head blocking the view. I never told my friend, but I kinda did want to see what it was like to kiss a girl.

Next they wanted to see our tits. She had no problem flashing the camera. I on the other hand was very camera shy. It took a little coaxing, but finally I did it. Then they wanted to see us play with each others’ boobs. Shyly I grabbed her tit and started to “feel around.” As I was feeling her up she did the same to me. “Suck on her titties,” they told me. Slowly I got down on my knees and pretended to suck her tit, my head blocking the real view as we did for the kiss.

Then it was her turn. This time she really did grab my breast and start to suck it, right in view of the cam. We took turns feeling each other up, sucking, and playing with nipples, but after a while the guys wanted to see more….

To be continued…..

A Little About Me

My name is Tashamber. I am 20 years old and I am in my third year of junior college. Right now I am taking general education requirements, but I have big dreams of having a business major and being a CPA. In this blog I plan to talk about my life, masturbation, share my fantasies, and review the toys I have in my toy box. I have a lot.

I grew up very sheltered and did not discover masturbation until I was seventeen and a senior in high school when my friend got me my first vibrator as a “prom night gift.”

Currently I am in a committed relationship of six months and counting. He is my third boyfriend and respects the fact that I want to stay a virgin until I am ready. When I say virgin, I describe that as never having had sexual intercourse. This does not mean we haven’t done other things together, but I will save that for another post. He is my third boyfriend, however my first one I don’t really count because he was only using me and we only lasted five days when he finally broke up with me.

Ever since I was a little kid I have had a fascination with penises. I loved to see penises. I was fascinated by them. I don’t know what it is about them, but when I see one I just get really turned on. I especially love to watch a guy jack off and see his cum shoot out everywhere. That gets me hot.

Well, now you know a little about me. More to come later.

My First Orgasm

As I sat in my computer chair, I slowly lowered the vibrator down to my clit. When I turned it on, it almost felt like it tickled. I kind of giggled, and then tried again, putting it on a lower speed. What I felt was indescribable. It felt amazing. I held the vibrator to my clit, rubbing it in small, slow circles. As I kept it up, I slowly started to turn up the speed, making the vibrations more intense.

What happened next was something that I had never felt before. I felt my body tense up, having a sense of being in another world, my thoughts racing. It almost felt like de ja vu, like I had been there before. It was almost scary, and I had no idea what was happening to me. Then, all of a sudden I felt like I had to pee, and before I had a chance to turn off the vibrator I squirted out this water like fluid. I was a little disgusted, thinking I had just peed in my chair (luckily it was a metal fold up chair and easy to clean).

So, I cleaned up and reported back to my friend. They informed me that what I felt was an orgasm. Not only did I have an orgasm, but I am a squirter. I found out I did not pee, but in fact I had experienced female ejaculation.
Ever since I have been addicted to the feeling of having an orgasm. I try not to let my orgasm go too far as to squirt, but once in a while I will put a few towels down and let the orgasm finish all the way through.

My First Vibrator

After prom I went straight home. I didn’t have a boyfriend at the time, but the guy I went with was a freshmen and just a friend. I later found out that he only went with me because his mom made him when she found out I asked.

When I got home there was a black bag on my bed. Inside was a pack of batteries, water based lube, and a silver vibrator with a slip on cyber skin penis. I honestly had no idea what to do with it. The only thing I could think of was what seemed the most obvious thing to me at the time. Put it inside.

I put the batteries inside the vibrator and slipped the fake penis on the vibe. Next I got in bed and lubed up. I had no Idea how much to use and where to put it, so I just put it on the toy. I took a deep breath and attempted insertion. All I can say is ouch! It burned and hurt a lot. I turned on the vibrator and it felt a little bit better, but was afraid someone would hear, so it didn’t last long.

After a few minutes of fumbling around, I gave up and put everything away and cleaned up. The next day I left for camp for a week, so I had to put off my attempts with B.O.B. (Battery Operated Boyfriend).

A week later I got home and it was just me alone, so I decided to give B.O.B. another try. I lubed up and tried inserting again. Even with the vibrator on it still hurt. Once again I cleaned up, but then I got online and talked to my friend on the other side of the country on Yahoo Instant Messenger.

They suggested putting the vibrator directly on my clit. Sadly, I had never really understood where and what the clitoris was, so I had to ask for directions. I told them I would be right back, and went to give it a try while I was still alone.

To be continued…..