Slut Holiday

I'll be silent for a week or two as I'm in the middle of an out of province move.

I fully intent to resume my slutty activities in mid-september, so stay tuned!

Moving day

The fun thing about moving is finding creative hiding places for your sex toys.

I'll still write "Sex Toys" on a box containing very innocent stuff, or perhaps kitchen utensils. Frankly, my friend expect this of me.

I also took the opportunity to do a clean up in my sex toys and throw out a few. I'll say a garbage bag with a little hole on the side is normal. But when you know you have quite a large dildo in it, you are afraid that it will poke out of the hole. Or what if the bag rip open when the garbage men come tomorrow?

Hopefully I don't have any personnal info in that bag!

The dangers of monogamy

It's a pretty loaded title, I realize that.

I also know how it goes. You met someone new. You spend hours discovering each other in bed. You don't call your friend as often as usual. You start every sentence with "My boyfriend said this" or "My boyfriend and I did that".

That's it. You are in a relationship.

The danger of monogamy, for my account, is that it's taking away a bit of my freedom. Of my mojo. Of myself.

See, I'm one who gets a little bit diluted each time I'm in a relationship. I tend to get involved with people who give too little, and who take too much out of me. It's one of the many reasons I try to keep an open mind and live my life thhe way I want: I'm happiest when I don't have someone to answer to.

I get it, my ways aren't for everyone. But I'm a slut. I don't care much about being loved. As long as I fuck.

Filthy mouth

It's always awkward, fucking in silence. I need moaning, grunting, but ideally, some dirty dirty talk.

I just prefer being called a whore when a guy shove my head in the pillows while fucking me from behind.

I respond well to being called a greedy slut when I lick the last cum drop off a cock.

I purr with pleasure when a few "fucking cunt" are being whispered in my direction when I'm being pounded hard.

And I especially love hearing "I'm going to fill you up with cum, slut" when a guy is fucking my ass.

Embarrassment

Embarrassment is an interesting part of D/s play. I forgot how exquisite it was, until yesterday afternoon.

There is nothing more delicious than a lazy sunday spent in bed with a lover. Fondling, kissing, cuddling, and having sex.

It's the way I have my butt up in the air, his hands grabbing at both cheeks, spreading them, and looking at my eager wet cunt before fucking it that drives me wild. Making me feel so submissive, as if I was indeed nothing more to him than an eager fucktoy, a wet cunt, a whore.

And the grunting when he's about to cum, that pushes me over the edge each time.

Overflow

I love feeling his cum filling me up.

Especially that last time: he was taking me roughly, from behind, doggy-style. And I had an orgasm right when his cum started hitting my gspot while cumming out. His grunting and slow thrusting at that moment pushed me over the edge.

But he didn't stop there. He buried himself further inside my cunt, now overflowing with his cum. It felt like he came for a good minute.

I could feel his seed slowly dripping out of my eager pussy, dripping on my clit, while we were both moaning in extasy.

Did you ever got caught?

That was an interesting question to get thrown my way while we were mutually masturbating each other.

"Did you ever got caught masturbating?"

I smiled. I had. Both in a sexy and unsexy anecdote.

And since, the question sprung some naughty fantasies of being caught.

May be by a stranger, in a public setting? May be by my lover, who then ravage me?

A mix of shame and arousal is slowly rising in me, being discovered. What are they going to do? Keep watching? Join in?

So many direction this fantasy can take...

Have YOU ever been caught masturbating?

The more, the less

It's not a surprise, in fact this hapenned before as well. The more sex I have, the less I write.

Which is sad for those who come here to read about the sex I had!

If I could make a synopsis of my week, I realized that I love making out in pubs and I should do this more often. Especially with girls. Or a girl in particular. My attraction to girls is very different than my sexual interest in guys. I want guys to be rough with me. I like being all soft and cuddly with a girl.

Perhaps that's why I enjoy 3somes that much, it's really the best of both worlds.

In fact the night almost ended in a threesome on wednesday night. I was having a night out with a girl friend of mine (can we call it a date?!) and we were making out and generally enjoying each others' company. Then a guy I met off OKCUPID came and joined us.

Little did I know the evening ended up in a 3 way make out: me with her, her with him, him with me.

Good sexual energy overall. Loved it.

Splash Mountains!

I love feeling a thick cock inside me rubbing on my gspot, making me squirt from delightful pleasures.

I like being with a guy who is absolutely turned on by the fact I squirt. Who wants to pin my hands down over my head, leaving my body defenceless while they finger me roughing and bite my nipples, watching my reaction as I moan, squirm and cum all over the place.

I want to lick and play with a girl until she too rewards me with her sweet love nectar. Savouring her on my tongue while I hear her low whispers of pleasure.

Dammit, I don't know which of the 2 scenarios is the hottest!