What does it feel like to have every hole filled, pussy, ass, mouth, cock in each hand, a cock being stroked in front of my eyes, hands all over me, mouths on my breasts, sucking hard on my cherry nipples? All of them reaching into the shadowy depths of my body, into the soul and secrets of those hidden places. Discovering what demons or angels they bring out in me. What sounds will come out of me? Will I feel everything or will some things overpower others? Will the sensations weave around each other, pulsing into consciousness with the pounding of each member? Or will each sensation be clear and distinct? Feeling myself being covered in hot jizz, rubbing it into my skin to feel it slip and slide over me. I want to go insane and not know what hit me. Fucked senseless would be the right way to describe what I want.
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Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Make me gag
I'm horny as hell again and I've been having good sex with the bf recently.
I had a pretty good cyber moment with Chicken today. He told me all about what he wanted to do to me. Pull my hair, force his cock into my mouth, make me gag on his huge cock head in my throat, make me suck his balls, tie me up, bend me over, spank me. He said that I'd stretch his imagination. He called me a dirty bitch, and I liked it.... it turns me on, just like being called a slut does too.
I want to be used and abused (all within reason of course).
Bf doesn't seem to get how much I want to be forced around. I've tried to tell him, hinting at it, but he's too shy I think. He got the spanking bit, but that's about it. I even tried to convince him to take pics of us fucking. But he said no. I'll try asking him again, or just bring the camera myself.
He's out for the day today, so I'll have lots of time to play.
Rob doesn't seem to be around, I'm not sure if he's on holiday or what, but he hasn't answered any of my text messages since I was on holiday.
I might have to go on to justchat to see what I can find. No-one is around to play when I've got the time and I'm this horny.
I had a pretty good cyber moment with Chicken today. He told me all about what he wanted to do to me. Pull my hair, force his cock into my mouth, make me gag on his huge cock head in my throat, make me suck his balls, tie me up, bend me over, spank me. He said that I'd stretch his imagination. He called me a dirty bitch, and I liked it.... it turns me on, just like being called a slut does too.
I want to be used and abused (all within reason of course).
Bf doesn't seem to get how much I want to be forced around. I've tried to tell him, hinting at it, but he's too shy I think. He got the spanking bit, but that's about it. I even tried to convince him to take pics of us fucking. But he said no. I'll try asking him again, or just bring the camera myself.
He's out for the day today, so I'll have lots of time to play.
Rob doesn't seem to be around, I'm not sure if he's on holiday or what, but he hasn't answered any of my text messages since I was on holiday.
I might have to go on to justchat to see what I can find. No-one is around to play when I've got the time and I'm this horny.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
I fuck myself daily aka IFMD
I go through periods where I fuck myself up to 3 times a day. I have to admit that I love my body. I've always loved it.
I think the first time I noticed that I liked my body was when a boyfriend once said that it was "impossible to turn yourself on". I didn't say anything at the time, but I disagreed. I think of my body when I masturbate. I don't often think about other people.
I like to fantasize about myself in tight clothing. If I have tight clothing to put on while I masturbate it's even better. I like to think about myself being rammed by a guy with a big cock, but I concentrate on the myself part. I like to watch myself in a mirror, I like to watch myself on video, I like to take pictures of myself and fuck myself while looking at them. I turn myself on. I guess I'm narcissistic. I'm not sure it's a bad thing. I'm not sure it's a good thing either.
I even took a video of myself fucking a bedpost once.
I like to think that other people enjoy it too so I send these pictures and videos to other people and I video chat.
Conclusion: narcissism could be the reason why I like to strip online.
I think the first time I noticed that I liked my body was when a boyfriend once said that it was "impossible to turn yourself on". I didn't say anything at the time, but I disagreed. I think of my body when I masturbate. I don't often think about other people.
I like to fantasize about myself in tight clothing. If I have tight clothing to put on while I masturbate it's even better. I like to think about myself being rammed by a guy with a big cock, but I concentrate on the myself part. I like to watch myself in a mirror, I like to watch myself on video, I like to take pictures of myself and fuck myself while looking at them. I turn myself on. I guess I'm narcissistic. I'm not sure it's a bad thing. I'm not sure it's a good thing either.
I even took a video of myself fucking a bedpost once.
I like to think that other people enjoy it too so I send these pictures and videos to other people and I video chat.
Conclusion: narcissism could be the reason why I like to strip online.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
secret diary of an online stripper, the birth
Day 1
It all started one summer about 8 years ago. I had just bought my first computer in the small Italian city where I live. Internet connections here were generally per hour rates, and I was adamant on getting a flat rate. As an interpreter and translator I needed the internet for work, although it was very scarce at the time.
It was one of those hot sticky days where you feel horny no matter what you do. my boyfriend was working during the day and I was at home waiting for someone to call me to offer me work.
I logged on to a UK chat site called justchat.com and had my first chat sex experience. I was hot and wet before we even started, and there was no smalltalk before the dirty talk whatsoever. I'll never forget it, the guy was amazing. He knew exactly what I wanted to hear. We took turns describing what we would do to each other. I bent down in front of him, under his work desk, undid his jeans and ran my tongue down his hard cock. He then had me up against his desk, licking me from behind, and slowly pushing himself into me. And all this went on until we came to a certain climax in the story. It was so exciting and invigorating that i wanted more.
It all started one summer about 8 years ago. I had just bought my first computer in the small Italian city where I live. Internet connections here were generally per hour rates, and I was adamant on getting a flat rate. As an interpreter and translator I needed the internet for work, although it was very scarce at the time.
It was one of those hot sticky days where you feel horny no matter what you do. my boyfriend was working during the day and I was at home waiting for someone to call me to offer me work.
I logged on to a UK chat site called justchat.com and had my first chat sex experience. I was hot and wet before we even started, and there was no smalltalk before the dirty talk whatsoever. I'll never forget it, the guy was amazing. He knew exactly what I wanted to hear. We took turns describing what we would do to each other. I bent down in front of him, under his work desk, undid his jeans and ran my tongue down his hard cock. He then had me up against his desk, licking me from behind, and slowly pushing himself into me. And all this went on until we came to a certain climax in the story. It was so exciting and invigorating that i wanted more.
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