I'm no. 41!

Rori over at Between My Sheets has compiled a list of the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2009 (with the help of some fellow bloggers). Please go show Rori and the other judges some love and don't forget to check out those on the list. There are quite a few familiar names.

And now, without further ado, the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2009:

1. Coquitten (website)
2. Alexa (website)
3. AAG (website)
4. Bad, Bad Girl (website)
5. TBK (website)
6. Mistress Matisse (website)
7. Miss Mia (website)
8. Thursday’s Child (website)
9. Roger (website)
10. Sinclair (website)
11. Sylvanus…
12. and Mina (website)
13. Natt Nightly (website)
14. Jake (website)
15. Lyn (website)
16. Adriana Ravenlust (website)
17. Sexy Sadie (website)
18. Shay (website)
19. Lilly (website)
20. Nadia (website)
21. Joan Price (website)
22. Madison (website)
23. Anal Amy (website)
24. Z (website)
25. Essin Em (website)
26. Easily Aroused (website)
27. Blacksilk (website)
28. Sleeping Dreamer (website)
29. Melen…
30. and rayne…
31. and Master KKT…
32. and cinnamon (website)
33. That Toy Chick (website)
34. Red (website)
35. Tom Allen (website)
36. Vix (website)
37. Coy Pink (website)
38. Lady Pandorah (website)
39. BackseatBoohoo (website)
40. Epiphora (website)
41. Aurore (website)
42. Miss KissThis (website)
43. Storm (website)
44. Ron Jazz (website)
45. Josie Jacobs (website)
46. Distracted (website)
47. Deviant Dyke (website)
48. Joanna Cake (website)
49. Sapphire Jay (website)
50. Sarah (website)
51. Kimberly (website)
52. Duchess (website)
53. Figleaf (website)
54. The Caged Songbird (website)
55. Kaya (website)
56. Ms. Justine (website)
57. Luka (website)
58. Ang (website)
59. Perverted Negress (website)
60. Harlot (website)
61. Vixen (website)
62. Anakan…
63. and Padme (website)
64. Wilhemina (website)
65. Axe (website)
66. Amber (website)
67. Lucy Vonne (website)
68. Rogue (website)
69. SSS (website)
70. Kyle (website)
71. Amorous Rocker (website)
72. Sera (website)
73. Lolita Wolf (website)
74. Elle (website)
75. Scarlet St Syr (website)
76. Charlotte Thorpe (website)
77. An Unassuming Girl (website)
78. Maymay (website)
79. True Pleasure (website)
80. Bad Influence Girl (website)
81. Diva (website)
82. Raven Quince (website)
83. Autumn (website)
84. Vanilla Impaired (website)
85. Wil (website)
86. Robin (website)
87. Panthera Pardus (website)
88. Ell (website)
89. Miss Communication…
90. and Captain Pants…
91. and A.E. (website)
92. Roxy (website)
93. Secretly Naughty (website)
94. Abby Williams (website)
95. Subheart (website)
96. Sequoia Redd (website)
97. Innocent Loveboy (website)
98. Liljgrrl…
99. and Nawa*G (website)
100. YOU! As always that last person on the list is you. Please, please, please leave a comment below promoting your own blog (or the blog of someone you love). Links are welcome, as long as they lead us to a sex-related blog, not a retail website or porn aggregation site.

Taboo

I shouldn't want it but I do.

It's completely crazy but I am obsessed with the idea.

I want his cum in my cunt.

I don't remember how it started, all I know is that the fantasy between us is so strong, fuelling our lust for each other. We have shared countless orgasms online and over the phone pushing the boundaries, testing our limits.

His cum in my cunt.

So many reasons why this is taboo.

So many reasons this makes me soaking wet.

Seeing him walk through the door. Dropping his pants. Pulling his long thick cock out and guiding it into me slowly, watching my face closely as my cunt welcomes his naked cock. Feeling him sink deep inside me. Moaning our pleasure. No words are spoken. He knows I want this as much as he does.

I can tell he's close now as he pushes my legs towards my chest and he fucks me harder. Faster.

We lock eyes as I feel his cock twitching inside me coating my cunt in his cum.

As he collapses into me, his voice raspy between breaths, he says,

How does it feel to have my cum inside you?

Oh! It feels so damn naughty!

Yippeee!

Remember the case of nerves from Monday?

Well I landed the job! I'll be starting in January.

And yes, for the moment it is merely a co-op position but they've already stated they would be looking for someone (me!) to stay on over the summer (I'm supposed to be back in class in May) at least part time. So I may only take a few courses and work part time in the summer - all to be determined. Eventually leading to full time employment. My boss made it very clear at the end of the interview that she like to promote from within. So all signs point to this being a really, really good thing.

*bounces around*

HNT #25: All Dressed Up And Nowhere To Go!

I love these shoes but sadly, oh so sadly, I've never worn them out of my apartment! I have worn them in the apartment to the delight of a few of my suitors. And once, they were part an elaborate fantasy but I won't bore you with the details of that!
HHNT!

525,600 Minutes

An entire year. My little blog is growing up and so am I.

I could measure it in orgasms (hundreds), conquests (a dozen), or heartbreak (a couple).

In the grand scheme of things it's not that long and yet this year has seen so many things happen. How would I describe the last 365 days of my life? Let's review some of the highlights (and lowlights) shall we?

~ I decided to have causal sex for the first time (and then some!), which led to seeing: The Teacher, The Pizza Guy, The Engineer, The Politics Guy (though he had relationship potential), The Boy/MO, some guy named Eric (not even worthy an entry), R, The Communist & The Conservative.

~ I discovered my true submissive nature and my masochistic streak, which have been sources of comfort and confusion as I struggle to make sense of it all.

~ I was owned (briefly).

~I turned 30.

~ I left academia and returned to college (it feels like taking a step back but I haven't been this happy about my chosen career path in years!).

~ I was involved in an emotional affair, which was to have been consummated last April - it wasn't.

~ I was sick for so long. Two surgeries later and I'm healthy again.

~ I have been depressed, disappointed and hurt.

~ This little blog has been featured on FleshBot 3 times!

~ I started reviewing toys for Eden Fantasys (I love toys!)

~ I have been hopeful, cared for and cherished.

~ I have pushed my boundaries.

~ I have participated (sporadically) in HNT, baring my body and so much more.

~ I have met wonderful people through my blog: PO, Duchess, Andy, Lev, Sir J, trinity-pup, SG, Topaz, Kimberly, Button and so many more! Love you guys!

So many things have changed for me this year and while I've stumbled, fallen and been knocked down, I cannot wait to see what the next 365 days bring my way.

So to answer my own question I would say this past year has been life-altering for me and for the first time in a long time I think I know who I am, what I want and, most importantly, what I need. Now someone come over and give me some celebratory spankings!

Nerves

I am going on my second interview in the last 5 years. The first one was last week.

To say I am nervous is an understatement.

And while it is only for a 4 month coop position (a requirement of my program) there is the potential to lead to a full time job once school is done.

26 of my classmates applied, 7 of us got initial interviews and now it's between myself and one other person.

My suit is pressed, I will be hopping in the shower shortly.

I intend to wow my interviewer who will also be my boss.

I'm going to try to get some of my nervous energy out before I go ;)

On Masturbating

I don't really remember how I discovered the pleasure that can be found between my legs but I do know I was fairly young, probably around 8 years old.

Initially, I would rub myself again things; the couch and an oversized stuffed elephant, were my main sources of fun. At the time I was sharing a room with my much older cousin so I learned to be stealthy.

One night, however, I must have made too much noise or not waited long enough after I went to be to assure that the coast was clear. My aunt walked into my room while I was effectively humping my elephant - can you say embarrassing? What followed next was a stern lecture that I was not to touch myself in that way because it was bad and good little girls don't do things like that. There was also some mention of god and I believe some praying. My lecture only stopped me briefly and when I started up again I was more careful and I graduated to my fingers. Having to conceal my new found discovery, I learned to pleasure myself silently in the dark.

Oddly enough all these years later I still prefer to masturbate silently and generally at night before bed (obviously I do it at various times during the day but there is something comforting about doing it before I drift off to sleep). I can be noisy when I'm with someone else, voicing my pleasure but I prefer to concentrate my energies on what is happening between my ears and my legs, which brings me to last weekend's milestone...

I squirted!

I have to say I was feeling a little out of sorts that night so I bound my breasts until they turned a lovely shade of purple, gagged and plugged myself. Just the process did wonders to calm me and strip away my worries, leaving only the comforting and warmth I was craving. I felt centred for the first time in awhile. Initially, I just laid there admiring my handiwork, sucking on my gag, which is shaped like a soother. I was calm. Happy. Aroused. Piled beside me on the bed were 2 dildoes, nipple clamps and a new vibe that I'll be reviewing soon. Apparently, all those things weren't necessary that night.

There was some porn playing on my laptop but I wasn't really following it. I'd been purusing a little bit of everything that night: gay porn, men being fucked by women (which is so on my to-do-list!), squirting, etc...

Instead I became focused on the coolness of the glass as it circled my clit the ease with which it penetrated me and how quickly it warmed to my cunt. I lazily fucked myself drawing out my arousal while lightly slapping my perfectly purple tits. Each time my palms made contact with my extremely sensitive nipples I felt an intense spasm of pleasure in my cunt. The bulbous end of my dildo was rubbing that sensitive spot over and over again, bringing me closer to my orgasm. I picked up the pace, in and out, frantically now. I could hear that sloppy, wet noise. And then, after such a long, slow build, every muscle in my body tensed. My cunt spasmed around the dildo, clamping down on it while my ass attempted to force the plug out. I grunted and moaned my pleasure unable to keep silent underneath my gag. I was overwhelmed with the pleasure of the moment - it went on and on.

Laying there, glistening in sweat, basking in the afterglow I had no thoughts - absolutely none - I was blank.

When I finally forced myself up 20 minutes later, I looked down to find that the towel I'd been laying on was soaked. As in a giant puddle. I picked it up off the bed and noticed that the sheet was also soaked so I looked underneath and the mattress was too.

I cleaned up and went to sleep that night beside my wet spot feeling quite content with myself.

Age - Ain't Nuthin' But A Number?

Is it that simple - is age meaningless?

I ask because as of late men who are older than myself by 10+ years seem to be quite interested in me.

Now before anyone jumps to any conclusions I'm not looking to get involved with anyone right now, I am merely asking because until now, I've put age limits on my dating (25-40).

Should I be expanding my range?

Am I ignoring a whole section of potential mates because of a number?

Is it really that important? Or am I making much ado about nothing?

Thoughts?

On Being Celibate

This past week found me writing 6 midterms. And yet somehow, in the midst of all of that I managed to make arrangements to hook up with someone. As I was in the shower to meet said lover he sent me a text telling me he wasn't going to make it - this after he hounded me for days and then chose the time. I was pissed. I was angry but I crammed in some more study time before tooling around online and finding another previous hookup to mess around with.

When he arrived I was laying so my head was hanging over the bed with my favourite toy of life (I have an even better story about what happened with it tonight but that deserves its own post!) buried inside me. Smart man that he is (he's not really - kind of dumb like a post but he has a great cock and a body you can bounce quarters off!) he dropped his pants after a brief hello and placed his cock over my mouth. Immediately, he planted his face in my cunt and his hand on my toy.

What followed was this.

I think the hottest sound I ever heard was me moaning and gagging on his cock through the intense orgasm that wracked my body that night.

BUT...

As soon as I caught my breath I really wanted to kick him out. Send him on his way and thank him for the service but I didn't he was here for about an hour and I was well fucked when he left. As soon as I locked the door behind him, I showered wanting to forget the entire thing.

The hole, the particular craving for some kind of attention, affection, connection with another person was still there only it seemed greater then it had been hours before. So after a fitful sleep, I decided to be celibate for awhile. It seems like the smartest option at least until I sort a few things out in my head.

I know this will be hard because my instinct, even now is to reach out to someone, anyone for some kind of contact - it's a pattern I have repeated over and over again in my life. A bad habit that will be hard to quit cold turkey but I am.

I am also making a conscious effort to stop eating my feelings - literally. Between the boy drama and the school stress, I've been eating soothe myself and it's starting to show. So this week while I'm off, I'm going to try to get that under control too.

I just need to start taking better care of myself. So I'm starting here and now.

Fixation: Aural

The cacophony of our lust ringing in my ears.

Your moans into my clit as I suck your cock.

The wet sounds emanating from my cunt while you fuck me with my dildo.

The guttural gagging noises as you fuck my face and I struggle to take the length of your cock.

All culminating in my gushing release.