Wednesday, February 08, 2006

Confession #1

I have dreamt about the touch of another woman for a long time now. I can't help but wonder what she'll do to me, how it will feel, and will it feel different to a man's touch?

I also wonder what my touch will do to her, how she'll taste when I delve my tongue into her soaking wet cunt, whether she'll gasp with pleasure when I do so.

I know that my OH's favourite fantasy is a threesome with me and another woman, but I don't want the first time I experience another femaile to be witnessed by him. I want to be able to show him what I've learned if we ever have a FMF scenario.

My biggest fear is that if I tell my OH about my fantasy he'll instantly think threesome, about what two women could do to him, about how good he'll feel. What if he totally forgets about the curse of emothion that women have to deal with? I don't want to be a bundle of nerves if we ever find ourselves in this situation, but somehow I don't think that this would ever occur to him, nor the fact that I would have to fancy the female in question as well.

I'd really appreciate some comments about all this, because I'd love to make my (and his) fantasy become a reality but my nerves and doubts are holding me back. Have you been where I am now? How did you overcome your fears? If you're a guy reading this, let me know if my fears are unfounded, or how might be best to tell my OH. In fact, any advice you can give me would be great!


Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Losing a Cherry

Just a couple of days ago I experienced something that makes me horny whenever I think about it. I fulfileld one of my OH oldest fantasies and I lost my anal cherry.

I was in bed reading, and my OH was feeling a bit frisky. His hands were wandering all over my body, trying to distract me. "Are you going to let me read?" I asked, smiling at him. "No" came the response. Acting like I was really annoyed, I threw my book to one side.

Thinking that I really was pissed off, my OH lay on top of me, pinning me down so that I couldn't resist, then pushed his shaft deep into my sex. Releasing that I was actually very wet he began to really thrust, pushing himself deeper and deeper inside. Just a minute or so later he pulled out and spurted his seed all over my stomach.

I hadn't come, I was very frustrated, and I was covered. What would any girl do now but take a bath and invite someone to share it? That's exactly what I did. Once in the bath, I demanded an orgasm. He slid his hand up my long legs, and thrust a couple of fingers into me before withdrawing them and moving to my clit. A few seconds later I came very noisily, but I still wasn't satisfied. I turned around, offering my ass for some doggy-style action.

You can imagine my surprise when I felt his cockhead pressing against that tightest of holes. Slowly but surely he pushed his shaft into me, trying not to hurt me, but at the same time desperate to bury himself to the hilt. Once inside he began to thrust as if his very life depended on it, and he reached around me to play with my clit.

I have never felt anything so good. If I'd known that a cock in my ass would intensify all the lovely feelings, I would have lost my cherry ages ago. I came two or three times in quick succession, barely recovering before the next wave of pleasure swept up my body. When he came inside my ass it felt incredible, such a turn on.

Finally satisfied, we returned to bed. I fell asleep almost instantly and had hot dreams about what had just happened.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Innocent Beginnings

Can you remember your first orgasm?

I was very young when I had mine, no more than six or seven years old. I was exploring as any kid does, finding out the differences between my body and that of boys when I touched my clitoris. The sensation that shot through me was amazing, like a bolt of electricity shooting through my body. I was intrigued, and I wanted more.

No orgasm stands out in my memory like that first! I’ve been hooked ever since, constantly craving the release of orgasm. I’ve masturbated in so many different places and in so many different circumstances I’ve lost count.

Perhaps that’s why I wasn’t particularly interested in having a boyfriend when all my friends were pairing up. I remember friends talking about their first orgasms, singing the praises of their boyfriends for making them feel so good, and thinking “I don’t need a boyfriend for that!”

Of course, one boy did eventually catch my eye. We got together when I was eighteen, and he showed me that there is so much more to the orgasm…but that’s a story for another time!

Frustration (2)

I’d been feeling extremely frustrated all day, something my OH picked up on the minute he walked in the door. He decided to make me feel hornier by teasing my nipples into stiff brown peaks with his tongue, spiralling in ever-smaller circles till I was groaning with delight. I was willing him to lick his way down my body, teasing me deliciously until he reached my soaking wet sex, before bringing me to the first of the many orgasms I desperately craved.

It wasn’t to be, after a few minutes on my nipples he walked away from me. I would have done anything, absolutely anything, for him to continue, but I could not convince him to finish what he’d started.

I thought I was frustrated before, but now I’m on the verge of destroying something. I could use my vibe to bring me to orgasm but (unusually) I am not interested. I long for human contact, for the feeling of skin on skin. I want to have his throbbing cock quivering inside me, want to feel his muscles tightening as he gets closer to his orgasm, bringing me to the edge of my own. I want to come with an intensity I’ve never felt before.

He's looking at me with a smile on his face, enjoying seeing me so worked up. I wonder if he will take advantage of my mood...

Thursday, February 02, 2006


As a 20-something female, I know that there are lots of sexual acts I've yet to experience. Reading easily aroused's blog has opened my eyes to a few more (he has an amazing way with words!) and I find myself yearning to try some.

Herein lies my problem. My partner and I have vanilla sex. I'm getting bored, but when I've brought up the subject or tried to introduce something new I've hit a brick wall. I love him, and I'm not looking to leave the relationship but I'm getting more and more frustrated!

Now, if anyone has any suggestions as to how I should deal with my frustration, or you're in a similar situation, please leave a comment!