So I've been neglecting my blog but not so much my orgasms. About two weeks ago I has one in the shower. That was a bit of a spur of the moment decision on my part. It was nice, though.
A few days after that my friends with benefits decided to try out the rope skills he had learned at the class we went to. He tied me up fairly well for a beginner and flipped me around in all sorts of ways before fucking me while I was still bound up. It was fun to watch him struggle with the mixed tide of emotions I saw in his eyes as he realized I was entirely at his mercy and was completely dependent on him to move. Ahh, beginners.
A few days after that I felt oddly horny and was remembering that nice night. So I pulled out the hitachi and stared it down like an old foe. I am happy to report that I was able to orgasm from it rather easily and it was as big as I remember them to be. That made me very happy.
In sadder news, my fwb is moving a few states away. Yesterday I saw him off and as I was saying goodbye I couldn't help but tease him. He carted me upstairs to his mostly empty room and took me on the floor, teasing me in every way he could. He made sure I got mine. It was a nice goodbye, if a sad one. But he shall be back to visit. I'm sure I'll have tales of him in the future.
Four more to add to my growing count which puts me at 17/100. The par for the end of April is 33/100. That's a 16 point difference.
In other news, today my dom finally text me. Haven't heard much of him in a few months outside of that day at the mall, have you dear readers? Well, he half assed his way through some commands. I didn't do any of them. Never had the intention to. I wanted to see how long it would take for him to respond. What he would do when he did. And if he would retain focus. The answers were: About four days; simple, vague demands; no. I'm begining to wonder if the other 83 orgasms are even worth keeping track of...
I suppose I'm not entirely blameless. I've been stubborn and naysaying a lot of his requests. I've just grown weary of pretending that what he asks is physically compatible with me, arguing against hard limits for the umpteenth time, and purposefully provoking him into anger. It's as if punishment is the only time he's involved enough to work through & finish a scene. So instead of succumbing to bad behavior for attention, I'm going to lay it all out there for the public to see. It's was he asked of me with this blog. To share all my intimate moments with strangers for that subtle feeling of being exposed and embarrassed. That can work both ways, though. Good thing he's a switch.
So, miffed and sadistically satisfied with my venting, I'm off to bed. Good night random readers.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
Catching up
Wednesday night my friends with benefits came over. We always have such a good time together. Again he took me on the couch. My first orgasm came from his face between my legs. The second was his determination to rub another one out. And it succeeded. He tried another one while he was in me but that was pushing his luck and making me crazy. Abandoning that he flipped me over on my knees and took me that way. My hair was wet from the shower when we started. When we finished it was a dry, disheveled mess. But apparently it suited me, or so he said. heh
Last night I was catching up on an orgasm denial blog. He posted a challenge for the women out there. Another synchronized masturbation video that was twenty minutes long. The girl in the video came more times than I could keep track off. I was having a hard time keeping off that edge by the end of it, but I made it and according to the rules I was allowed to cum. A good thing since it only took me one second after the video stopped for it to happen.
For some reason I still find myself craving more despite the fact that I'm a bit sore from last night's vigorous rubbing. Unfortunately I have to get to work.
Doing a bit of quick math, the average for the first three months of the year is 25. I'm at 13. Only somewhat concerning. My friends with benefits might catch me up a bit but he's leaving at the end of the month. At that point, it's going to be a bit more difficult to keep caught up.
Last night I was catching up on an orgasm denial blog. He posted a challenge for the women out there. Another synchronized masturbation video that was twenty minutes long. The girl in the video came more times than I could keep track off. I was having a hard time keeping off that edge by the end of it, but I made it and according to the rules I was allowed to cum. A good thing since it only took me one second after the video stopped for it to happen.
For some reason I still find myself craving more despite the fact that I'm a bit sore from last night's vigorous rubbing. Unfortunately I have to get to work.
Doing a bit of quick math, the average for the first three months of the year is 25. I'm at 13. Only somewhat concerning. My friends with benefits might catch me up a bit but he's leaving at the end of the month. At that point, it's going to be a bit more difficult to keep caught up.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Wet
Friday morning I woke up insanely horny. After a lazy morning of staying in bed and daydreaming sexy things for an hour or so, I finally started masturbating. I almost failed at doing so considering how wet I was. I couldn't get a good grip! I have never been so soaked in my life. It ended up a very nice orgasm.
Friday night I learned how to do a whirrly bird and it was amazing. But that's off topic.
Saturday a friend came over. We hung out for a while watching TV and it got late. He was going to leave and I stood up to hug him. I teased him a little bit because that's who I am. He decided to retaliate. I have no idea how much time passed. But eventually he was behind me, holding me firmly, and had me overwhelmed with need. Pinching my nipples, pulling my hair, raking his hands over my body. He unzipped my pants and rubbed on me until I was moaning and humping the air. When I tried to move to the couch for better positioning he held me firm against him and told me I was going to cum standing up. Not entirely sure how he managed to do it, but it happened.
After that we moved to the couch. He came very close to making me cum while he was inside me, but I couldn't quite reach it. Still, a show for him since he sat still and I was the one wildly working my hips on his cock trying to obtain that which was so far out of reach.
Sunday I went to a porn shop and found libido enhancing pills for women. I don't know how well they will work but it may be a few days before I can find out. In the meantime I'm sitting happily and number 10. Possibly more to come soon since I'm also rather horny this morning. Work might kill that, though. Oh well.
Friday night I learned how to do a whirrly bird and it was amazing. But that's off topic.
Saturday a friend came over. We hung out for a while watching TV and it got late. He was going to leave and I stood up to hug him. I teased him a little bit because that's who I am. He decided to retaliate. I have no idea how much time passed. But eventually he was behind me, holding me firmly, and had me overwhelmed with need. Pinching my nipples, pulling my hair, raking his hands over my body. He unzipped my pants and rubbed on me until I was moaning and humping the air. When I tried to move to the couch for better positioning he held me firm against him and told me I was going to cum standing up. Not entirely sure how he managed to do it, but it happened.
After that we moved to the couch. He came very close to making me cum while he was inside me, but I couldn't quite reach it. Still, a show for him since he sat still and I was the one wildly working my hips on his cock trying to obtain that which was so far out of reach.
Sunday I went to a porn shop and found libido enhancing pills for women. I don't know how well they will work but it may be a few days before I can find out. In the meantime I'm sitting happily and number 10. Possibly more to come soon since I'm also rather horny this morning. Work might kill that, though. Oh well.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Girl's Day Out
So me and my friend Anne decided to have a girl's day out. I feel I deserved it after working all the hours I have been lately. Sunday was my only day off. The night before I had been talking to my dom and when he told me I could cum that night I made a joke about him neglecting me. Little did I know, that caused him to form a plan.
Sunday morning he told me I couldn't cum unless I made Anne come. After a bit of a guilt trip I talked her into a "test drive" of the hitachi before she went to buy one. So I was good to go. But, of course, he told me I wasn't going to come for quite a while yet.
So then we went to the mall. I went with a plug in both ends and the bullet resting on my clit, the control cleverly hidden in my pocket. Anne was aware of the whole thing and was terribly amused that every time I sat down or stood up, the vibe would turn itself on. We grabbed a bite to eat and had just sat down when my dom called. The entire time we talked he had me playing with the controls and threatening great punishment if I came. I managed to keep it from happening and then we were off the the nail salon to get a pedicure.
I had a task during the pedicure. Once I was seated in the chair, every 100 seconds I was to turn the bullet up just a little bit. Now I had been terrified that someone was going to hear the buzzing in the noisy food court while sitting on those metal chairs. But inside the quiet of the nail salon? Thankfully the pumps for the foot soak was loud and so were the acrylic nail trimmers. Still, I turned on the vibration in the chair to be safe. I was blushing pretty hard by the end of the pedicure and the guy doing my feet seemed convinced it was due to his good looks.
We finally made it out and I had to brave the stairs yet again due to the elevators being down. Walking the stairs with the butt plug is... chafing, to say the least. After that, we headed home. Once inside my dom had me strip and start exercising while everything was still in/on me. The crunched made me clench around the one in my vagina. But the leg lifts forced both plugs together and squeezed my g-spot. Still, I'm out of shape and my muscles were screaming by the end of it. They're still a little sore.
The entire time Anne is filming matter for my dom and cruelly manipulating the control for the bullet. Finally my dom decided he was tired of trying to make me fail at not cumming and was going to have me punished anyways. Mostly because Anne had agreed to dish out said punishment. So it was that I was tied face down and paddled fifty times, forced to count them out loud. I stopped trying to control my orgasm at that point and started TRYing to cum. Anne noticed and would drop the speed down every time I looked too close. I lost count of how many times she edged me.
Then I was flipped over for fifty more with a flogger on the pussy and tits. Anne did he best to get the nipples with just the tips of the flogger, despite them being sore from an hour of nipple clamp torture. Finally I was done, but still with no orgasm. I felt ready to explode. But my dom finally felt like I had earned it and let me. It was... intense. I do believe orgasm number 8 was the best of the year.
So, that was my weekend. How was yours, dear readers?
Sunday morning he told me I couldn't cum unless I made Anne come. After a bit of a guilt trip I talked her into a "test drive" of the hitachi before she went to buy one. So I was good to go. But, of course, he told me I wasn't going to come for quite a while yet.
So then we went to the mall. I went with a plug in both ends and the bullet resting on my clit, the control cleverly hidden in my pocket. Anne was aware of the whole thing and was terribly amused that every time I sat down or stood up, the vibe would turn itself on. We grabbed a bite to eat and had just sat down when my dom called. The entire time we talked he had me playing with the controls and threatening great punishment if I came. I managed to keep it from happening and then we were off the the nail salon to get a pedicure.
I had a task during the pedicure. Once I was seated in the chair, every 100 seconds I was to turn the bullet up just a little bit. Now I had been terrified that someone was going to hear the buzzing in the noisy food court while sitting on those metal chairs. But inside the quiet of the nail salon? Thankfully the pumps for the foot soak was loud and so were the acrylic nail trimmers. Still, I turned on the vibration in the chair to be safe. I was blushing pretty hard by the end of the pedicure and the guy doing my feet seemed convinced it was due to his good looks.
We finally made it out and I had to brave the stairs yet again due to the elevators being down. Walking the stairs with the butt plug is... chafing, to say the least. After that, we headed home. Once inside my dom had me strip and start exercising while everything was still in/on me. The crunched made me clench around the one in my vagina. But the leg lifts forced both plugs together and squeezed my g-spot. Still, I'm out of shape and my muscles were screaming by the end of it. They're still a little sore.
The entire time Anne is filming matter for my dom and cruelly manipulating the control for the bullet. Finally my dom decided he was tired of trying to make me fail at not cumming and was going to have me punished anyways. Mostly because Anne had agreed to dish out said punishment. So it was that I was tied face down and paddled fifty times, forced to count them out loud. I stopped trying to control my orgasm at that point and started TRYing to cum. Anne noticed and would drop the speed down every time I looked too close. I lost count of how many times she edged me.
Then I was flipped over for fifty more with a flogger on the pussy and tits. Anne did he best to get the nipples with just the tips of the flogger, despite them being sore from an hour of nipple clamp torture. Finally I was done, but still with no orgasm. I felt ready to explode. But my dom finally felt like I had earned it and let me. It was... intense. I do believe orgasm number 8 was the best of the year.
So, that was my weekend. How was yours, dear readers?
Monday, March 7, 2011
You Have The Right To Remain Silent
So I was driving home Tuesday, an hour long endeavor, when I saw someone pulled over by a cop. I thought about how dark that interstate was at night and even with all those cars, nobody can see you when that happens. I thought about all the unmarked cops around this area and how easy it would be for someone to pretend to be a cop. But then I started fantasizing about a dirty cop pulling me over and doing bad things to me. I don't really have a cop thing... But it was something new to muse over for a change.
It was pretty arousing and I was very hot and bothered by the time I got home. Using only fingers I spent about thirty minutes masturbating before I got off. It was nice.
Thursday I woke up horny. I knew my dom never responds in the mornings but I tried anyways. Receiving no response I took matters in my own hands. I edged for about an hour before finally allowing an orgasm.
So that puts me at 7/100. The monthly average for 100 orgasms is 8.3 and here it is March already and I've yet to make it to that number. It'd be kinda nice if I had some tasks to do that would make me want to bust out the remainder of January and February... To catch up, I'd need to have 17 orgasms before the end of March. That's a lot for me...
It was pretty arousing and I was very hot and bothered by the time I got home. Using only fingers I spent about thirty minutes masturbating before I got off. It was nice.
Thursday I woke up horny. I knew my dom never responds in the mornings but I tried anyways. Receiving no response I took matters in my own hands. I edged for about an hour before finally allowing an orgasm.
So that puts me at 7/100. The monthly average for 100 orgasms is 8.3 and here it is March already and I've yet to make it to that number. It'd be kinda nice if I had some tasks to do that would make me want to bust out the remainder of January and February... To catch up, I'd need to have 17 orgasms before the end of March. That's a lot for me...
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Finally...
After an upsetting and disastrous evening of being unable to cum a few nights ago, I was successful today. It all started when I realized that a local fetish flea market had a booth for Locked In Steel. I ended up getting rather aroused whilst browsing their site and mooning over the female chastity belt options. Snatching up my bullet I kept it on low and browsed a few denial blogs and forums I was behind on. And hour later I was able to crank up the intensity a bit and finally manage to cum. It felt better than normal somehow, yet I know it wasn't my normal style. Maybe something's wrong with me? I'll take it slower for the next few weeks and see how things progress.
I'm 5 out of a 100. I think I'm stockpiling fairly well. It's my nature.
I'm 5 out of a 100. I think I'm stockpiling fairly well. It's my nature.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Double Time
Sunday I hung out with me fwb. I dropped him off at his place so he could get ready for a party that night for -uhg- football. He decided to be late. He made that decision while pulling my clothes off. He tongued me to my first orgasm, pinned me down and kept going until I built again. Then he added fingers to my anus until he could fuck me with a plug and managed to pull another orgasm out of me. I was rather impressed.
That brings me to 4, I believe.
That brings me to 4, I believe.
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