Two women looking for a man to share.

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among other things, I love reading your hot exploits and fantasies. Love hearing women talk about what a good fucking a big dick gave them. Big dick I ain't but I love to watch and I'm in Nashville. Check out my info and if you want an audience some time lemme know.

I would love to help service you and your woman. :)
I am 28 in KNoxville, TN about half way between both you.

Brownie points to whoever can tell me what movie that line is from.


I am eagerly waiting for the weekend to start. Cathy will be coming in tomorrow evening. We were hoping to house sit for some friends of ours in Bowling Green KY (half way point for both of us), but that is a no go. So...she will slide her pretty ass down and over to Nashville for the weekend. She is planning on stopping and getting us the absolutely fabulous Chinese food from Bowling Green that we worship. Remember babe.. *4* orders of crab rangoons. We have to have enough for all weekend. Also, dont forget your toy bag, deep tisue massager, the chain and ALL the fake dicks you have. We might have failed Lesbian 101 in the past, but... lol.. this weekend is going to be summer school. If the two potential preciouses (that STILL doesn't sound correct) don't come thru, then.. we will take turn being the man :) I owe you a fucking with a strap on.. so I am the man first.

We are so far planning on a quiet weekend. Possibly going to a jazz club which is about 3 blocks from where I live (very convenient) on Friday night.. hanging out at the gym Sat, lounging in the pool and melting in the sauna. Sat night.. dont know. Probably fucking, watching movies, eating Chinese and more fucking. Sunday she will have to go back, but we are hoping our Guy Friday will show up to take the super yummy pics of us we have been wanting to do together.

So.. I am hoping this weekend will go well and great fun will be had by all.

Speaking of fun, I started back to the gym today. I took about 3 wks off to try and heal my ankle a bit more and to just take a break. It felt good to run again today, I still can't run on the treadmills or on pavement. Still have to run on the eliptical, but... maybe sometime in the winter my ankle will be healed completley and I can start running in the soccer field and in the park. Gods there are some hot men that run in the park. I changed my lunch hour so I could get down to the gym when it isnt so packed. I have to walk from my building, thru another building and then take a elevator 5 stories down to go to the gym. When I got to the elevator banks, I noticed a gorgeous black guy waiting for the elevators with a gym bag in hand. Bonus! So.. we ride down together and he makes a comment about he and I are both going to the gym. I agreed. Doors opened, we stepped out and walked to the gym. I got my workout (2.7 miles today..yay!) showered and got ready to go back up to the gates of hell. And who is waiting at the elevator banks again? Yes. He smiled and commented that we must be on the same schedule. I agreed and shot him a side smile... purposefully looked him up and down and smiled more. About that time we picked up more people. He got off on the 4th floor with me and he went to C building and I walked over to D building to cross over to A building. Will have to check out where he works at. : )

Which leads me into my next foray. Someone I have been meaning to talk about in here.. and have failed to do so.

5th floor guy.

melt melt.. puddle puddle.

I would have to say he is the most handsome man I have EVER seen in my life. He is about 6'4", dark hair with a bit of grey, gotee (which I adore), tall, slender, VERY well groomed. I have NO idea what his name is, and dont want to know. I simply call him 5th floor guy. All my friends know who I am talking about. Why? B/c I talk about him all the time..lol. Well, not all the time. But, it is a good day when I see him in the building. Let me try to explain. He is so gorgeous I cannot possibly talk to him. If he says good morning I giggly and turn red. If the elevator opens and he is on it..I will back up and take the next one. I have been on the elevator with him, and I cant look at him. I know exactly what his shoes look like tho.. cause that is what I look at if we happen to be on the elevator together. I have it BAD for him. HOWEVER. I do not want to know his name, I dont want to really talk to him and I dont want to (I must have brain fever to say this) fuck him. He is untouchable to me. To me, if I look at him too long it is like looking into the sun. He lives somewhere around me. He shops at the same grocery store. I was shopping once and turned a aisle and there he was. I giggled like a hyena and backed out of the aisle. He probably thought "Oh look, there is the poor mentally challenged girl I work with... awww.. look she shops for herself. Good for her!!" He fucks me up. It is great.

So.. that is all for now. Just waiting on the weekend to start.

Perhaps I will see 5th floor guy tomorrow. ;) Hell... I might even be able to say "Good morning" and not giggle like Reinfield yet again.

XX,

Sinn

Toothpaste was used as long ago as 500 BC in both China and India; however, modern toothpastes were developed in the 1800s. In 1824, a dentist named Peabody was the first person to add soap to toothpaste. John Harris first added chalk as an ingredient to toothpaste in the 1850s. In 1873, Colgate mass-produced the first toothpaste in a jar. In 1892, Dr. Washington Sheffield of Connecticut manufactured toothpaste into a collapsible tube. Sheffield's toothpaste was called Dr. Sheffield's Creme Dentifrice. In 1896, Colgate Dental Cream was packaged in collapsible tubes imitating Sheffield. Advancements in synthetic detergents made after WW II allowed for the replacement of the soap used in toothpaste with emulsifying agents such as Sodium Lauryl Sulphate and Sodium Ricinoleate. A few years later, Colgate started to add fluoride to toothpaste.

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Wonder if they thought women would be putting on the clit and getting off with it years later?

So as my beloved evil twin has reported and shouted from the proverbial roof top, I have diddled with toothpaste. Well.. not exactly diddled, but you get the pic. Or perhaps you dont. Between laughing like a hyena and doing the Cheshire cat laugh (laughing till we cant breathe) with her for a good 10 mins on the phone today, I finally got the question out.. Just what the hell do you do with the toothpaste?

Well. Let me tell you.

You take a dab of it and put it directly on the clit. You can also rub around the clit and if you are daring inside of the pussy. Now.. wait about 30 seconds, or in my case being that I bought Extra Herbal Mint toothpaste.. wait about 2 seconds. That feeling of being on fire and tingling you are experiencing in your nether regions is the very thing Cathy (and now I) have been ranting about for the past week.

I asked her on the phone, what will it do? I believe what she said went to the tune of "When *I* put it on, it gets me "fuck me in the ass" horny in about 2 mins." And ... I found it out this afternoon after I got off the phone with her, it does just what she said it would. Now, granted, it didnt get me to the FUCK ME IN THE ASS stage quite yet, but it was definitely.. Oh Gods.. I have to be fucked with something NOW!!

Now, upon the application of said paste to said clit, I found that I had a strange urge to get unearth my play bag (read S&M toy bag of horrors) out of the dining room closet. After running down the hall with my pussy on fire and suppressing the urge to drag my butt on the carpet like a dog, I found myself tearing apart my dining room to get to the closet in the corner to, as I stated above, unearth the long lost toy bag. With bag in hand and grin o'glee on my face I ran like a woman possessed down the hall back to my bedroom.

(did I mention I STILL have not gone dildo shopping?) I am ready to put out a plea. If you buy me a dildo I will take pics of me and or Cathy using it. LOL

I start dumping out the bag quickly...looking for..yep, you know it. The painted wooden clothes pins. Honey, when I go for nip torture I dont fuck around. I thought about breaking out the needles, but figured I would have to apply more toothpaste (!!) before I got the needles in my nipples.

So, the next 30 mins was filled with very stiff clothes pins and HOT tingly masturbation.

It was really good ... really really really good.

I found also that if you put lube on top of the paste, it goes to the icy hot sensation where you dont know if you are freezing or burning. Very cool sensation.

I am SO going to bring the toothpaste this weekend.

So, I am off to bed again in a bit. Back to the land of clothes pins, lube and Extra Herbal Minty toothpaste.
Dont forget the logging chain Cathy = )

Thank you Peabody, Sheffield and Harris from the bottom of my burning poononnie.

I am bored.

I am still up and there is nothing to do.

No one to do.

I wanted to play tonight so badly, and .. nothing, nada, zip, zilch.

Last night I went on a date. It was fairly decent. We saw Amityville Horror. The entire time in the theatre I was trying to figure out if I wanted to sleep with him. Him being Micah. I work with him. I have worked with him for 5 years. Gorgeous body. Rock hard. Mind is like swiss cheese. Rock hard also, heh.

Intellectually he is not my type. Not in the least. But, physically..well. Also I had been told by a friend of mine that had done the *Swipe on him that he had a big dick.

So we kissed a few times in the parking lot of the theatre. He drove me home. We got out of the car and I placed my purse on the car to get my house keys out. He came up behind me and grabbed me by my hips and pulled me back into his groin. He actually said "Why dont you back *jerked me back* that ass up." I started laughing and he stopped and walked away. I might want to mention I am 6 yrs older than him. I told him no, come back. He walked back and lifted my hair and started kissing my neck. I leaned back and grinded my ass against his groin. That time he pulled away because he was getting too excited. I found my keys and stepped up to the walkway and called him over to me. He walked over and I kissed him. Fairly hard this time. He grabbed my head and held it between his hands and kissed me back as hard as I gave him. He put his hands in my hair and jerked them away. And stepped back laughing nervously. I asked him what was wrong, he laughed and said it is your hair. To which I gave him a puzzled looked. He said "I want to pull your hair." I smiled and told him to do it. And asked him did he mind biting. He said that he liked it somewhat. So.. the next time he was kissing my neck I bite him on the shoulder. Not hard. But hard enough that it gave that familiar pleasure in my jaws of clamping down on muscle. He was horribly nervous at this point. He walked over to a chair I have outside and sat down. I walked over to stand in front of him and kicked his legs shut. I straddled his knees and started to sit down. As I sat I spread his legs back out again with my legs so that when I was sitting down both of our legs were spread.

It might be worthy of mention at this point to tell you that I belly dance.

I started a slow undulation belly dance move while telling him to look at me. The movement is basically rocking your pelvis and the rest of your body follows, like a wave. I asked him what he wanted. He stammered out something like he didnt know, but how about we go inside? I told him that if he walked inside with me I was going to fuck him silly. He giggled (I swear he giggled) and said ok. So, I stood up and we walked inside. As I unlocked the door, I turned around and asked him if he had ever heard of friends with benefits. He said he had. I then asked him if he wanted to be my friend. He giggled again and said yes.

We walked inside and I put my purse and keys down on the couch and took my shirt off and walked to my bedroom. I turned around as he was walked into my bedroom. Step into my parlour said the spider to the fly. He walked over to me and started kissing me again. He tried to take my bra off over my head. Which.. when you have 38DD tits, that doesnt work. I told him to stop, that I would do it. We quickly stripped and I layed back over my bed. He threw his condom on and all but jumped on top of me. He started fucking me so fast I almost started laughing. Almost.

While he was crawling on the bed I was thinking "Ok. here it is.. big dick. yay!" Why you ask was I thinking that? Well, as I said above a friend of mine had *Swiped him and said it was pretty big.


And ...

She lied lied lied. Or perhaps she thinks that 5.5 to 6 inches is big.

It wasnt tiny, but it wasnt big. Probably 6 inches. Which.. on the average isnt bad. But when you are soaking wet and a 6 inch dick starts fucking you like a jack hammer.. well.. you tend to not feel all that much. Dont get me wrong. I felt him. But I was expecting that slow stretching burning feeling that you get from a big dick. Nope, that wasnt happening. It was regular dick. Not to mention he was fucking me like a bunny on crack. I stopped him and told him to slow down. Which he did for about 5 mins.

The rest of the 20 mins or so was him fucking me like he was drilling for oil. I give him A for effort. He can thrust like a champ. The he started bending my legs into pretzle shapes. Thankfully I am very flexible. At one point I took my right leg and hooked it into the headboard (I have a wrought iron headboard) to get it out of the way before he ripped it off. He tried to be fairly considerate. He did a bit of clit rubbing while he was fucking me, but almost in a "see..I am doing this so I can come and not feel bad".

All in all I would give it about a 6 out of 10. He got done and he asked me where my bathroom was. I told him and he went to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. He asked me if he could take a shower. So.. he showered and I waited in the hall to come out so I could hand him his clothes. He dressed and then he sat on my couch (grrrr). I stood next to it and told him that I never would have thought that he and I would have done that. Then I turned and looked at the door and looked back at him. He got the hint. He said he figured I was sleepy. I said yes I was.. I had to get up early in the am.

I walked him to the door and he kissed me goodnight.

Locked the door and stripped my sheets. Sigh..

I hate thinking that you have caught a big one only to find out that it is just barely in the size limit.

He isnt a bad guy, and could be taught to be a good lay. He has a taste for rough sex which could be fed easily and he has it in his little mind to be considerate and get your partner off (which thankfully I can orgasm at the drop of a hat). But, I truly dont want to train someone else.

I want someone to fuck me. Not for me to fuck them.

So, all in all not a bad night. But not sure I am going to repeat it with him.

XO

Sinn

*the Swipe is when a woman is kissing a guy and she innocently runs her hand over his crotch. Which basically means she is checkig out the merchandise. Guys.. if a woman has done this to you .. you have been Swiped.

I am thinking of you.

Can you feel it?

Can you feel how wet I am? How slick and drenched in my own juices I am? Waiting for you. Legs spread, back arched and my arms over my head.

I think about the sheets, how they would feel against me. The coolness of them. My very white skin shining in a pool of blackness that is your bed. Your bed. Where you sleep, dream and fuck. And now I am in your bed. Those black sheets thrown back and discarded onto the floor. The same ones that I saw when I walked thru your bedroom that one time. The pillows that smell of your cologne. That rich heady fragrance that I can taste in the air when you are around me.

I wonder.. would the bed make noise as you crawled onto it? A slight creaking sound from the springs? Or just quiet sliding sound of your skin sliding over the fabric of the sheets? Then I will feel your hand on my ankle. Your large hand clamping down on my ankle. Letting me know how strong you are, but not hurting me. Not yet. You slide your hand up my leg and I feel your other hand come down on the outside of my other leg. You are crawling up the bed, positioning yourself between my legs. I am scared to blink.. to breath. I have wanted this for so long, and in a moment all of the waiting will be fulfilled.

Ahhh.. now I feel your thighs in between mine. Your head dips and I can feel your mouth and tongue. Sliding, licking, working its way over the underside of my breast and then I feel the sharpness of your teeth and the fullness of your lips as you bite and suck my nipple at the same time. It pulls the air from my lungs. I feel your hips against mine now. You are not in me, but all it takes is for you to readjust yourself slightly and thrust forward. It takes all that I am to not move.

Your hand has traced along my side, over my ribs, up my arm. Your hand encloses around one of my wrists. Your other hand gathers up my other hand and wrist. You pull my arms out to my sides. Your arms are so much longer than mine. You keep pulling. It bows my back, makes me arch my neck.

Your lips are near my ear and you whisper...

"Do you want this?"

I can only whisper and nod my head "yes"

Again, you whisper..

"Do you want me in you?"

"yes"

"All of me?"

I know what this means. I know you are going to hurt me.

And as I feel my pussy tighten, my mind no longer cares. I answer you... "yes"

All at once you shove your cock hard into me.

I cant scream because I no longer have breath in my body. The sounds that come out of me are primal. Not human. But the orgasms start almost instantly. When one ends, the other builds. Your cock is so hard and so big I can feel most of your length as you push the muscles apart and then pull out quickly. Over and over. The sounds of wetness is almost embarrassing.

So wet and swollen, wanting you for so long. I feel you push deeper into me, the length and girth of you almost too much to bear. You still arent completly in me yet. I am not at the right angle for you to do that. The pain is there now, sharp with each thrust. The dull ache of the walls and lips of my pussy being stretched. All of this I feel along with your chest crushing against my breasts. Your hands loosen for a moment, you have to put your weight on your palms in order to thrust harder and faster into me. I pull my wrists out of yours and try to snake them between us so I can push you off of me. It is too much. I cant take it. Too fast, too much .. too fast. My breath is coming in short jerky pants, I have to get some space between our bodies to keep you from spliting me in half with your cock. You stop thrusting when you see what I am doing and stop.

Your grab my hands and lace your fingers into mine and tell me..

"If it hurts squeeze my hands."

You pull my arms over my head and look directly into my face and start thrusting into me again. With the first thrust I let out a yelp and squeeze your hands with mine. I am aware of the sound of your body slamming into mine, I can still hear the wetness. I have never been wetter in my life. You have no problem shoving your long, hard, huge cock into me. Your breath is hot against my face and the smell of sex is heavy in the air. I can feel the sweat drip off your body onto mine and still I hear and feel the heavy thudding of your body, your hips.. your cock, pushing deep into mine. I can feel the pressure pushing the lips of my pussy apart. I can feel you scraping my pubic bone. You cock is so big.

You lean over and whisper into my ear.......

"I am going to turn you over on your knees, I want you to wrap your hands around the headboard and hold on."

I nod my head.

Suddenly you are out of me and flipping my over by grabbing my hips and twisting me. Once I am on my stomach you grab my hips and pull my ass sharply up into the air. I reach out searching for the headboard. My hands find the iron bars and grasp them right as you shove your cock inch by tight inch into me. "Why is it so hard for you to work yourself into me" I think for the briefest of moments and the I feel you hit my G spot. I gasp and hump my back. You grip my hips tighter and start fucking me harder. You can get more momentum built up at this angle, and you can go deeper. As long as I keep my chest flat on the bed you can drive your cock deep into me. I start lifting up, trying to take a breath, trying to throw off your angle so you arent so deep in me. You see what I am doing. You let go of my hips and put your hands on my shoulder blades, driving my chest back onto the bed. Now your angle is different.

With each thrust the screams come out of my mouth.

With each thrust you drive me closer to a orgasm that when it comes, I am not sure if I will be able to hang onto consciousness.

You change your rythm. You are slowing down. You start pulling almost all the way out and driving your cock back in.. deep each time. I am aware of you talking now, you are saying how swollen the outside of my pussy is and how good it feels. Swollen? Is that why you had such a hard time pushing into me?

You start slapping my ass with your hand. You start off only slapping every 8th or 10th stroke. Then you start fucking me harder again, faster. The slaps come quicker. I can feel the burning skin, the imprints of your hands as the slaps come harder and faster. Almost in time with the thrusts now. Your body pushing into me so hard now I am starting to lift off my knees slightly. I can barely hold onto the headboard. My gasps and screams come louder now. You start grunting.. low in your throat. You suddenly stop and flip me over.

Almost frantically you start fucking me again.

You start saying you are going to come.. and you want to see it on my skin. That you want me to wear your cum. I can feel my pussy clamp around you. My stomach muscles tighten. I wrap my legs around your lower back. You are on your knees.. fucking me.

Hard.

Fast.

Brutal.

Then, I feel it. I feel the head of your cock expand. I can almost feel the blood rush into your cock thru the swollen flesh of my pussy. You pull out with a sound that is almost like a scream and then.. Wave after wave of thick, hot, white cum splash over my skin. You grab the head board and point your cock at my breasts. Again the cum jets onto me. I can feel the throb of my pussy as I put one hand between my legs and the other hand in the cum.

I start using both hands to rub. The orgasm rips thru me. Violently. I lean my head back and scream, echoing your dying screams. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Of course.. all of this is only thoughts and fantasies.

Why?

Because we are "friends".



I have never hated that word more.

I want to feel your hands slide and then tangle and fist in my long hair as you kiss me. I want to feel you hard, beneath the fabric of your pants, knowing I can't have it. Not quite yet. I want to see that look in your eyes. The one that makes me a little afraid, but soaking wet. That knowledge in your eyes that you can do anything to me that you want. And will. And that I'll let you. Even if I protest at first. That look that says "no" is just foreplay. And that I'll be crying yes eventually, even if I SCREAM no first. I want to lie on my back, with my head hanging over the edge of the bed, with my hair trailing on the floor, and for you to hold my face or my arms while you fuck my mouth and my throat. I want a mirror, so we can both watch. Me, flushing and trembling and then outright shaking while I ride your face and you push me over the edge, my hands clasping for purchase in your hair or on the headboard. Or you, behind me, sliding into me ever so slowly, so we can lock eyes, and then later, when you use my hair to force my head up, so I can see what it looks like as you drive into me. What it looks like when I stop thinking. And stop caring. I want to swallow you when you're soft, roll you around on my tongue and feel you throb and harden in my mouth, slowly filling it and moving toward my throat. I want to stay there, with my mouth touching your body at the base until I have no choice but to come up for air, your cock now soaked with my saliva because you were too deep for me to swallow. I want to lie propped behind Sinn, with her on her back and her knees hooked over mine, so that you can drive deep inside her, and rock us both. So I can lace my fingers with hers, and feel her squeeze when it hurts. I want to kneel above her while you fuck her, facing her so that I can kiss her or bite her breasts while you fuck her with your cock, and me with your hand. I want to watch you come. I want to know the expression on your face, the noises you make, the rhythm of your breathing. I want to know if you shake, too.

I want all this, and much more. And I want it now. Do you want?

Cathy

My mind just flashed on an image of myself reaching back to grab the headboard of a bed while the man I'm with slowly pushes his cock into me, and I swear my stomach did one of those long, slow rolls. You know the "flip-flop" feeling you get in your stomach when you're riding in a car that goes over a hill? Yeah, that's the feeling I'm talking about. On a side-note, I've always thought it would be amazing to have sex while driving on a really hilly road, because of that. Of course, then you have to find someone willing to drive you around while you fuck, but hey, what are friends for? LOL

I feel like it's been years since the last time I was fucked, even though I finally broke my drought just 2 weeks ago. We fucked 4 times in 24 hours, and instead of helping, it just made me want more. Under ordinary circumstances, he's not someone I would have wanted to have sex with, but hey, what can I say? I was months overdue, hard up, and in heat. LOL He was by far the oldest man I've ever been with (yes, Sinn, I know you're cringing and cursing him as I type this), and wasn't by any means hugely endowed, just average...but I've got to give it to him, he knew how to use it. The last 3 times weren't as good as the first. I figure he decided he didn't have to try as hard, although he blamed it on being tired. Who knows, maybe that was the truth, considering his age. The first time, though. Wow. I wasn't expecting much, because I really wasn't very attracted to him, and he wasn't that great a kisser (usually, if a guy is a lousy kisser, he's lousy at everything else). He surprised the hell out of me, though. He went down on me for about 20 minutes, until I made him stop, and then fucked me for a good hour solid, easily. Possibly more than that. Having gotten used to men who rarely lasted more than 5 or 10 minutes, this was a pleasant surprise. He was REALLY good at getting just the right angle, too. Lots of guys don't bother playing around with that much. He's evidently put a lot of thought into it over the years. At one point, he had me on my back on the couch, with my arms braced against the back of it, and my ass hanging off the edge, and him on his knees next to it. He'd adjust my hips just a little, and manage to hit my G-spot everytime he thrust into me. I don't remember a guy ever hitting that with his cock before. I wouldn't have even thought it was possible with me on my back, as he had a strong downward curve, instead of being straight or having an upward curve, like most men I've been with. I've only come one time in my life from penetration alone (and that seems to have been a complete fluke), but I could feel myself getting close while we were in that position, which amazed me. I've only had one other man bother to find my G-spot. He was a man I'd been living with for awhile, and I was tired that night and just wanted to go to sleep. I'd rolled over onto my stomach, and was close to dozing off. He slid his fingers inside me from behind, and started pressing down towards the bed. What I'd read about a woman's G-spot was true, at first it was a very uncomfortable feeling, and I started to tell him I didn't like it and to stop, but he just shushed me and kept going. After another minute or two, I wasn't arguing anymore, I was grinding myself against the bed and his hand. I came so hard I thought for sure I'd break his fingers. I hope to repeat that experience someday. It's a pity that so many men are either unaware of or uninterested in finding and taking advantage of that spot. Their partners would probably be in the mood a lot more often, so the benefits would outweigh the effort. LOL

I think I may be backwards compared to most other women. There's a very simple secret to turn me on if I'm not in the mood. Penetration. If I'm angry, or tired and wanting to just go to sleep, if a man can get his fingers or his cock inside me (which can be tricky if I'm pissed)...it's like pressing an "ON" switch 99% of the time. If they go for my clit without warning (as many of them seem to do), they're liable to just draw back a nub. Unexpected and sudden stimulation in that area, for me, is just annoying. The closest sensation I can compare it to is being tickled, and it's not a turn-on. That seems to just be intensified since I had my hood pierced several years ago. Once I'm already turned on, stimulation there is great. In fact, other than 2 exceptions (one being the fluke, the other the G-spot incident), it's the only way I've managed to get off. If I'm not at all turned on, the clit is off-limits, but penetration is like turning a key in a lock for me. Or for him, depending on how you look at it. It's like walking past a restaurant and getting a whiff of the food inside and suddenly realizing that you're starving. I don't realize I'm empty until they're inside me, and then all I know is that I need to be filled. It's an animal reaction. There is no thought in it. It just is. I've never told this to any of the men I've been with. Haven't ever examined the reasoning behind that, but I suspect that part of it is that I figured if they cared enough or paid attention, they'd have figured it out. I did have one ex (the same one that I wrote earlier about fucking all through the movie) who got it without having to be told. We were both hard-headed, and fought a lot, so we often went to bed pissed at each other. However, we also had amazing chemistry, so once he figured out my secret, it led to a lot of very hot scenes. I never truly understood what the term grudge-fuck meant until then. The kind of sex where you're fucking the other person like you want to hurt them, because you really DO want to hurt them at that moment. When half the thoughts in your head or coming out of your mouth are along the lines of "I fucking hate you" with the other half being "Oh God, don't stop...yes...fuck me HARDER". Damn, I miss that.

Cathy

I don't know if I'd agree with the term "no longer in heat", but at least I'm not demented, deranged and depraved at the moment. Well, not to the extent that I was for that two week period, anyway. *whew* That was scary. I resorted to doing things to myself that had Sinn and I both laughing so hard we were crying while I tried to confess my sins. Never did manage to get a complete sentence out, I don't think. The conversation went something like this....

Sinn: WHAT did you do?!?!

Me: I....I can't...nooooo...can't say it

Sinn: WHAT?????

Me: I...bed was covered in toys...every single one I had...and then some "other stuff"

Sinn: What do you mean EVERY toy and other stuff???

Me: Well...glad one dildo is smaller than the other...oh God *hysterical laughter*

Sinn: ::silence:: You didn't...

Me: DON'T SAY IT

Sinn: Well what was the OTHER stuff involved?

Me: Um...clothespins, toothpaste and a Q-tip. And that was just the night before last. Last night I used the heavy duty, heat treated logging chain I got from TSC (Tractor Supply Company).God help me.

I think at this point, we were both were gasping for breath and had tears rolling down our faces. When I could finally manage to squeak out a few words again, I told her she had to help me, before I was fucking farm machinery. LOL And this was all AFTER having been very naughty 4 times in a 24 hour period the weekend before. Thought that would take care of it, but turns out it was like trying to put out a bonfire with gasoline. Damn, I'm glad that's passed for now. I have GOT to find someone local before I have the chance to go into that mode again. If not, I may do permanent damage to myself next time. Or at least run out of toothpaste. Yeah, toothpaste. All this time, I thought it was just good for using on your teeth. Who knew? ;) Ahhhhh, minty-fresh. LOL

Cathy