Posts Tagged ‘masturbation’

He can’t be seeing anyone else. We haven’t discussed it and I never brought it up, but I know it’s just improbable. That concern and uncertainty is gone now. I’m with him almost every other day and we both enjoy the company. I’m glad I kept my mouth shut. I’m patting myself on the back. […]

Ever since Homeboy and I parted ways for the summer we’ve taken up cybering. It’s more like we write erotica for each other while the other masturbates. He’s got a webcam and I don’t, so our conversations are speckled with photos of him displaying his cock or showing off the globs of cum that line […]

flicking beans.


I just made myself come three times with the tiniest, cutest little vibrator I’ve ever seen. (Check out my toys page and you’ll know which one I’m talking about.) I’m always really surprised by how much punch this little key chain packs, but I’m not complaining. It gives me some really pointed intense clitoral action, […]

girl in heat.


Every month, I get deliciously horny for about a week. I’m usually pretty wet on a daily basis, but for a few days every month my panties are perpetually coated in my dripping fluids.  Every other thought turns to sex, partners, tastes and smells. I squirm in my chair at my desk, crossing my legs […]

a 3 year loss.


Our friendship was shrouded in 3 years worth of sexual tension. From that first night we met, every glance, every phrase took on a double meaning. “How have you been” meant “Are you single?” “I haven’t seen you in awhile” meant “I’m horny as fuck.” I finally broke down, hoping that the pent up energy […]



I think I’ve discovered I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, although I don’t know what that means in terms of my sex life. I’ve gotten much better at defining my sexual preferences and I’m well on my way to solidifying a few fantasies. Writing has helped me to do those things. For the record, I’m […]

I have this urgent need to be abused. A girl can only do so much with her own two hands and a vibrator — especially when she needs the first to use the latter. I want my hands tied above my head and something, anything, violently shoved into my cunt. I find that I can’t […]



I’m a lot colder than I have been in a long while. Not to say that I’ve ever truly been that cold to begin with, but I’m usually a decent enough person not to mess with other people’s hearts. Or egos. After spending 4 days tied to his bed, moaning and screaming and sweating my […]