E-Lust 36

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The Cheshire Cat – Alice felt whiskers tickle her skin and was wracked with sobs of fear. �Oh, little girl, don�t cry. You can stand much more than you think you can.�

Vaginal Overexposure? – I see a lot of vaginas. A lot. One of my favorite things to tell Vincent and his friends is, “I see more vagina that you ever will!”

Marionette – “I’m writing out a fantasy of mine, but I’m not sure what to do with some of it. I’m hoping you can help me figure it out.” “Yes Ma’am.”

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Journeys – These insecurities are at the root of my fears. I don�t know how to combat them, how to turn those tapes off in my head.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

I�ve found a new secret to my G-spot – This g-spot thing might be hard to find since it can�t be mapped, but believe me it is real and with time, exploration, a good clitoral orgasm and a willing set of fingers and/or dildos you CAN find it.

 

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Kink & Fetish

A Pixie Calls Me Daddy
Afterwards, kissing
Another Try at Topping
Bent Over and Exposed
Female Orgasm: Where Do You Get Off?
Hurts
Letting the Sadist Out to Play
more con-slut…
pain & sadism: how they intertwine
Tied Up and Tossed in a Corner
Waiting My Turn
Warm Up

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Fifty Shades Of Me

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Buying a Toy: What You Need to Know
Bring on the wanks
I want your sex
My Mother, The Whore
Poly Fallacies #4
Q&A # 3: Childhood BDSM Fantasies
Sticks and Stones…
Small World of Swinging
The Gauge
Us Lately
White and Nerdy

Erotic Writing

Around and ’round
Down
Golden girl
Hard Love
Hot sunny sex on a rainy day
It Ain’t Sex
I Want to be Watched
I made him watch me masturbate
Jealous
Lazy Day
Lost in Submission
Making out
On Display
Pussy Doctor
Perfect Cover
Pussy Eating- The Fun Way
Rack and Ruin part II
Shower Scene
The Third Date
Tickle Monster
Waiting for It
Watching Skylarks

Dropped Call

It started last night before work. CB was horny and texting dirty to me. He wanted to have phone sex, but I told him I was getting ready for work and we could do it in the morning when I got off work. We exchanged pictures for the first time. My tits and pussy for his cock. I must say, he has a very nice looking cock.

So, I get off of work this morning, take a shower, get in bed, and set up. This time I give myself a visual aid and start a porno because I don’t want this session to last forever like it normally does; I want to go to bed. I get warmed up, then call him.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“Playing with my pussy, what are you doing?” I ask.

“I’m playing with my cock. It’s getting so hard. I love hearing you play with yourself. I want to make you cum.”

“Mmm, thank you for the picture last night,” I say.

“Oh, did you like that, baby?”

“I did, very much,” I tell him.

“How are you playing with yourself, baby?” he asks.

“I’m rubbing my bullet in small circles over my clit. It feels so good, but it would feel even better if your cock was inside me.”

“Ooo, baby, you make me so hard. Tell me what you want to do,” he says.

“I want to start by laying next to each other, me running my hand up and down your chest, eventually making my way towards your cock. I wrap my hand around it and start stroking. Once its hard I straddle you and slowly slide my pussy down and over your cock, burying you into me. I slowly ride you up and down, then once I have a rhythm I speed up.”

“Mmm, that would feel so good. Next I want to get you into doggy style position and start by rubbing the tip of my cock all over your pussy. Slowly, I will stick my cock in, inch by inch. I stasrt fucking you slowly, then go faster and faster.”

“Ooo, that feels so good,” I moan. It does feel good, me rubbing my bullet over my clit, watching a scene with three guys and two girls. We spend a few minutes breathing heavily while we play with ourselves. He tells me he can cum anytime and encourages me to keep going so that he can cum with me.

I finally start to feel my orgasm building, and I tell him I am cumming. My breathing gets heavier as I start to lose control.

“Oh, come on baby, I’m cumming too—”

That is when our call got dropped and we lost connection. We were both past the point of no return so we finished our orgasms without listening to the other. I called him back once my orgasm was over. We laughed about the bad timing, and planned for a retry in a few days. I laughed myself to sleep, and am still laughing now.

Hair(less)

One of my favorite physical features about myself has always been the hair. Its a natural blond, with beautiful natural highlights. I feel it is super sexy when it is long, and its hanging down my back. Last July I ended up getting it cut shorter than it has ever been. I loved the cut, and thought it was super cute and made me look/feel more adult.

Growing up, I was not allowed to get my hair cut. My mom finally let me get it cut (after incessant begging) when I was ten years old and it was past my knees. I hated my hair then, as I could never let it down and my mom had to brush my hair and braid it every morning. I got it cut just past my shoulders.

A few years ago, I started to miss that long hair, and attempted to grow it out while still getting regular trims to keep it healthy. It took forever to grow. I soon realized that I didn’t want my hair that long again, with how hard it was to up keep.

When Will and I started having sleep overs, my hair was at my mid back. Will always complimented my hair, and loved the way that the sun would catch it. Both him and ex #4 thought it looked like “I had a halo like an angel when the sun shone on it.” I would wake up with him rolling over on my hair, pulling it to the point it was painful and waking me out of a dead sleep. When the hair was almost to my lower back last year, I started waking up with it wrapped around my arms and neck, especially sleeping naked. Thats when I got it cut last year.

In February, my room mate and I dyed my hair a really pretty red. Because my hair is so light, the color soon washed out and became a dull coppery red. When I first got it dyed, I was talking to my cousin (girl) and we somehow got on the topic of head shaving. I have always joked about “just shaving it off.” I admitted to my cousin that I have always secretly wanted to do it, just for fun, see what it was like, etc. I “jokingly” suggested that when my roots start to show that we get it shaved, since shes been wanting to do it too.

A few weeks ago my cousin sent me a picture text with her heard shaved. She asked when it was my turn. I debated for a while. I wanted to get it done, since the day weather has been getting warmer (I work nights), I wanted to start fresh and get rid of the dyed part without dying/bleaching it again and losing those natural highlights, and when pulled back for work, my roots showing made it look like I had a bunch of bald spots.

I finally decided to go ahead and do it. I mentioned it to a lot of friends and coworkers. A lot of them said I will look like shit and regret it, a few girls were like “wow, I wish I had the guts to do that,” a few others thought that it was great that I was making such a big change in my life (as I have been feeling on the verge of depression lately).

Today (or yesterday, really) I got my hair shaved off. My cousin made a hair appointment for me, took me in, and we got it done. I must say, I love the way it feels. I love reaching up and feeling the stubble all over my head. Its probably about a half inch long. It looks different, definitely, but I don’t regret it in any way. It doesn’t look as bad as I may have anticipated. I just can’t wait to see Will’s reaction to the cut.

Whats Going on in My Life (Or Not)

I apologize for the lack of real life updating and naughty stories. Sadly, my life is not the exciting anymore. I haven’t heard from D since March, so I kind of gave up on him. I think he found someone new to play with and just doesn’t want to tell me. Whatever, I don’t care. As good as sex was with him, and with how sexy he made me feel, his penis was so damn big that it ripped my vagina every time.

Things with CB are a little slowed down. We did meet up for coffee the other day, because he had some errands to run in a neighboring town. It was kind of awkward, and I didn’t feel like we had much to talk about. We only spent about 15 minutes together in total. He was trying to get me to go eat with him, but I had dinner plans with my room mate for after. He showed me his pick up, which I found totally sexy. I love big pick ups. We still kind of sext, but don’t really have much phone sex anymore. He told me I had gorgeous eyes, and he found me really sexy. He was pretty damn hot himself. Total country boy, I loved it.

The back up guy (that I only kind of mentioned in passing) turned out to be a total flake. HE would say “Oh, lets meet up,” then I would not hear from him until a week later.

I answered a guy’s CL ad the other day, since he seemed pretty cool. I feel like a bitch saying it, but hes the total opposite. I am sure he is a really nice guy once you get to know him, but hes depressing as hell. He is always talking about how lonely he is, and how depressed he is. I feel bad for him, and I want to give him the benefit of the doubt, but I don’t know how much longer I can take it.

It has been over two months since I had sex. I miss it. A lot. I miss it so much that on my weekends, when I am bored and alone, I consider texting Toby. I just really don’t want to go there again.

So, I apologize for my lack of updates, but I just don’t have anything sexy to write about. Do stay tuned though, because I am actually writing a very sexy story with one of my twitter followers. I am looking forward to seeing where it goes. I will definitely post it (with his permission) when it is complete. I also will be receiving a book in the mail to review on here written by Shanna Katz.

Fifty Shades Trilogy

Last week I decided to try and read the Fifty Shades Trilogy. I am on the third book already. I love reading them. They kind of give me hope, and get me off all at once. I am not sure where this post is going to go, but I will warn: there ARE some possible spoilers in this post.

I want what Ana has. The relationship with Christian seems amazing. Some of the scenes the books has actually kind of act out some of my fantasies. It also has me somewhat intrigued on the BDSM and Dom/sub lifestyle.

The books fascinate me. I mean, I know its fiction, but it makes me kind of wonder. Is it possible for a guy to come, and then be ready to go again within minutes? That is damn hot. I also find her nipple orgasms fascinating. Those i know are real, as I have met (lucky) people who can have them. I also found it incredibly hot when Ana came from the riding crop being used on her.

I get lost in these books. They are a great read. I would definitely recommend them. They have a great story, along with great erotic writing.

Sexting

Here are some sexts that CB and I exchanged over time.

Him: Imagine the bed is all warm and made up. I’m laying in it, waiting for you to get naked and join me under the blanket. I wanna cuddle up next to you and start kissing you all over and making out while we grind closer and hold each other.

Me: Mmm, that sounds so nice and fun.

Him: Well just picture, I’m there holding you and we just got done having great sex. I’m cuddling you and kissing the back of your neck while I rub your back.

Me: Mmm, that sounds wonderful. I wish you were here.

Him: Me too, baby.

Me: Hehe, now who’s the tease? I look forward to your kisses, feeling your arms around me and you next to me, touching me, exploring me.

Him: Mmmm, yes, exploring everywhere while you play with me and I make you wet.

Me: Mmm, you’re making me wet now. I bet your cock is gonna feel so good.

Him: I bet it will too. I can almost feel your wet, warm pussy as I take my hard cock and tease you with just the tip as the head slips in. You start to moan a little bit, so I shove the rest in, starting out nice and slow, but getting deeper with each thrust.

Me: Oooo, that feels so good. I scratch my fingernails down your back, pulling you closer while grinding my hips up and down, trying to match your rhythm and take more of you in, softly pulsating my pussy around your cock.

Him: Mmmmmmm, yes more, that feels so good.

Me: I scratch more, grind more, pulsate more. I pull your face closer to me and kiss you deeply, exploring slowly, sucking on your lip, then move my lips down to your neck, suckling softly then giving a light nibble.

Him: Mmm, that sounds good. I wish I could be there to hold you.

Me: Mmm, I wish you could too.
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Him: I feel your hands wrap around my cock as you start to stroke it.

Me: Mmm, I can feel it getting hard.

Him: You start sucking it and rubbing your tongue over the head while you work the shaft with your hands, faster and faster, hoping I cum all over the inside of your mouth before I get on top and slide my cock into your wet pussy.

Finally, the Favor is Returned

I don’t hear from Forbidden Fruit very much anymore, but Saturday afternoon, I got a text from him telling me that his best friend, Eric, was in town. I didn’t care much at first, because I was sleeping, plus I remember him telling me a couple months ago that he had a girlfriend. I asked about said girlfriend, and he said that ended a while ago. I began to care very much, but told him I would get ahold of him when I woke up.

A couple hours later, when I woke up, I called Forbidden Fruit and asked what they wanted to do. He suggested that they come over to my place and we play it by ear. When they showed up, I gave them a quick tour of my newest place, then we all went for coffee at starbucks in a neighboring town. After coffee we went and picked up pizza to take back to my place.

We ate the pizza, then tried to figure out what we wanted to do next. Somehow, we all ended up naked, and I really don’t remember how. It started with Forbidden Fruit taking off his pants, then him taking off Eric’s pants, then Eric taking off mine (after struggling with the double buttons).

Next, Forbidden Fruit took off his shirt, Eric took off mine, then I took off Eric’s. Forbidden Fruit took off my bra. Forbidden Fruit then suggested that Eric and I kiss. I made a joke about de ja vu, since that is kinda how we started with things last time.

Eric and I kiss, and it was nice. We did a lot of sucking on bottom lips, and it felt amazing. I remember the last time we sucked on each other’s bottom lips he ended up giving me a hickey on the inside of my bottom lip that lasted a long time.

After kissing for a few minutes, I sat on the end of the bed and pulled him with me. We were all in our underwear, Eric in boxers and me in a blue thong. Eric started rubbing my mound, feeling me through the thin, lacy fabric. I started sighing with pleasure. We kept kissing while he rubbed me.

After a bit, Forbidden Fruit and Eric started to pull off my thong, and Forbidden Fruit yanked down Eric’s boxers. We situated ourselves so that Eric and I were sitting at the head of the bed against the pillows. When I asked what he wanted to do, Eric suggested we exchange oral. I was all for it.

I grabbed some green apple flavored lube and got a small amount on my fingers before rubbing it onto his cock. I curled up next to him and went to work. First, I pulled down his foreskin to reveal the head, then swirled my tongue around the head. Finally, after getting his head nice and wet, I slowly lowered my mouth onto his cock, massaging it with my tongue as I went.

Once I got a good rhythm, I began bobbing my head up and down, still massaging. I wrapped my right hand around the base and went a little bit faster. After a bit I started to cramp up, so I grabbed a pillow and rested my left side on it and went back to sucking. It wasn’t long before I heard a sharp intake of breath and Forbidden Fruit saying that Eric was getting close and not to let him finish yet. I looked up and asked if he was close and he said that Forbidden Fruit was right.

I asked if we could have sex, but he said he wanted to go down on me instead. Honestly, after 2.5 years of not getting the favor returned, I didn’t think he was serious about it, but he was. I leaned back against the pillows and spread my legs. He got in between them and began to lick.

He licked up and down my pussy, until finally sliding his tongue into my slit and finding my clit. He gave it a few licks with his tongue, then buried his face in me to suck on my clit and everything surrounding it. I have to say, it felt amazing. All this time I felt like there was something wrong with me, and that was why the favor got returned. No, it wasn’t me, just the people I was with.
I let him continue to lick, suckle, and bury his face. While he ate me out, I moaned about how good it felt, and gave sighs of pleasure.

Sadly, this was a work night for me, and before we knew it it was time for me to get ready. We procrastinated for a bit, all three of us laying on my bed, talking. The guys spent some time teasing me some more, while Eric attempted to give my inside lip another hickey.

Eventually, we did get out of my bed and get dressed. Forbidden Fruit piled our clothes and separated them earlier, so each person had their own pile. It was a great way to start my work week. Thanks guys!

Lazy Day

I woke up on my technical Saturday. I had things I wanted to do (grocery shopping) just to get out of the house, but didn’t feel like doing it just yet. I decided to just read. It was my weekend, and I didn’t really need to go anywhere until work in two nights.

I read, and a few hours into reading, I decided to masturbate. I wasn’t feeling particularly horny, I just wanted to feel the buzzing of the bullet on my clit. I got up to get my fresh batteries and popped them into my bullet. I took off my sweats and hopped under the covers, holding my Kindle with my right hand and rubbing the vibrating bullet on my clit with my left.

It felt good. I wasn’t reading anything erotic, and there was no pressure to orgasm. It was relaxing. I played with the bullet, not paying attention to time. It didn’t seem long before I felt the orgasm take control of my body.

My roommate was gone for the next few days, leaving me alone in the house. I let myself moan loud. The orgasm felt good, and while I came, I put the book down and just paid attention to the sound of my moans, listening closely to the different stages of my climax. It was a turn on in itself hearing myself orgasm, making me orgasm even longer.

The first orgasm wasn’t that strong but it still felt somewhat satisfying. I went back to reading, and not long after I decided to go for round two. The bullet was still on my clit, and all I had to do was turn it on.

I kept the same position as the first time, leaning back against my pillows, under my covers, using the bullet with my left hand, holding the Kindle with my right. The second orgasm came even faster and stronger than the first orgasm. It felt great and refreshing, masturbating not to orgasm (though getting those results), but just to feel good. It was a lazy day, and it felt wonderful.

Early Morning Phone Sex – Part 2

“Hey baby, what are you doing?” he asked in that naughty tone.

“Mmm, just laying here, naked in bed, thinking about you,” I answered back, just as naughtily.

“Ooo, that sounds nice. Wish I could be there with you. You should get your bullet ready,” he said.

“Who says its not already ready?” I ask teasingly, slowly turning the dial with my free hand, feeling the bullet come to life.

“Is it on? What are you doing with it?”

“Yeah, its on, and I am rubbing it in small circles around my clit, thinking about how much I want you right now, pretending you were here next to me.”

“Mmm, yeah, imagine me walking in on you playing with your pussy. I climb in bed with you and start kissing on you all over, loving on you. I take my cock and slide it into your already wet pussy. I go slow, just sticking the head in at first, then slide in deeper and deeper. I start thrusting slowly, then get faster and harder. You rub the bullet faster on your clit, until you’re ready to cum. I keep going, faster and deeper until I feel you cum and squirt all over me. Oh. baby that’s so hot,” he tells me.

“Oh, yeah, that is hot. Ooo, but I want to suck your cock,” I tell him. I say this hesitantly, because he told me earlier that he didn’t like getting head as much as most other guys. I was disappointed to hear this, since it’s my favorite thing to do.

“Oh, baby, you can suck my cock. I want you to suck my cock,” he answers back.

“Mmm, I take your shaft in my hand and lower my lips onto the head. I just kiss it at first, then give it a lick, circling it with my tongue. Slowly I raise my mouth over your cock, taking you in, inch by inch. Once I take in all that I can take, I slowly pull my mouth away, all the while massaging you with my tongue. I slowly start to bob my head up and down, until I get a good rhythm. Once I get a rhythm, I go a little faster until you seem somewhat close to climax, then I pull out, and climb on top of you, sliding your hard cock into my dripping wet pussy.”

“Oh, that feels so good, don’t stop hun,” he breathes into the phone.

“You feel my tits with your hands, then move them down to my hips, helping to guide me up and down on your cock. I take my bullet and rub it on my clit. It doesn’t take long for me to hit that sweet spot on my clit and your cock to hit my g-spot. Oh, yeah, that feels so good,” I moan. I can feel the orgasm take me and I tell him so. “Mmm, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, ahhh, oooo, ahhhhh,” I moan as I orgasm.

“Oh, baby, keep going, don’t stop, I’m cumming to, ahhh, ahhh, ooo,” he moans in unison with me.

We are both panting from our orgasm. It felt good, and the fact that we came at the same time is an even bigger turn on.

Note: Obviously this is a shortened version of the actual phone sex. We mentioned and scenarioized a lot more positions, but it was hard to remember them all. It was still hot, nontheless.

Early Morning Phone Sex – Part 1

CB called me when he woke up Friday morning. We started with small talk, then he started talking naughty. I was in the mood for it, since the night before I went to my first male strip show. I was planning on masturbating when I went to bed, and he just happened to be waking up when I was going to bed.

It started with him asking how big my tits were. I was glad he couldn’t see me roll my eyes, but I answered with “Just the right size. Not too big, not too small.” He asked me what my biggest fantasy was. I said I had one, but it was something I would tell him at a later time (as it involves me being tied up and played with, hard. I didn’t quite trust him yet, as I still barely know the guy). He accepted that and moved on.

He asked me how I liked my sex. I asked him what he meant, and if he meant positioning or something else. He wanted to know my favorite positions and if I liked them slow and easy or fast and hard. I was honest and said I was used to the guy on top, but wanted to work on other positions. I also told him I liked slow and fast.

He asked me If my nipples were sensitive. I said that it depended. When he asked what I meant, I explained the piercings. He thought that was hot. I was kind of disappointed, as I like seeing the reaction to my piercings first hand. I was glad he was ok with them anyways.

He told how worked up he was, and how hard I was making him. I told him that I was getting wet as well. I was actually really surprised at how wet I was, just talking dirty with him. He asked how wet I get, and I told him that I am always surprised how wet I get, that just when I think I can’t get any wetter, I do. He told me how hot he thought that was.

By this time, I was staring at my batteries, and basically the only keeping me from putting them in my toy was the fact that I had to pee really bad. He asked me what I was wearing. I told him I was wearing some pink pajama bottoms and a black top. I added that it was nothing sexy, but it was damn comfortable. I asked what he was wearing. He said he was just wearing boxers, but wanted to be naked with me. He asked if I liked to wear sexy things, so I described my negligees to him.

He asked what I was doing. I said I was being a good girl, though staring at my batteries. He asked what was stopping me from playing with my toy, and I told him that I had to pee really bad. He told me that i should go take care of it and call him back. I did just that and looked at the time. We had spent an hour and a half, most of it talking dirty.

When I got back to bed, I put my batteries on and took off the pajama pants. I got in bed and called him back, the bullet resting on my clit, but not on.