Priorities

There won't be a second blog. Not a proper one. My hands are busy. Interpret how you like.

Coming to Terms to my Advantage

Sara's mother seems to slowly be accepting that Sara is now Sara-who-is-not-straight-but-still-our-daughter. Obviously this is great news, but I have my own selfish reason for celebrating. Sara can come round again.

My mum did not let my (male) ex stay over, so either she prefers to have a daugther with a girlfriend, she didn't like my ex or she doesn't think stopping a girl is a goood idea as it will probably lead me to lie about my relationships. Besides, she likes Sara. There is one rule, we are not allowed to have sex, however she's staying the whole night and my parents go to bed at 9. Really we can do whatever the hell we like. I'm sure you'll hear about it.

I'm a little pissed off about something I did not expect to happen. Today, in the library, I kissed Sara, the angry blonde Librarian kicks us out. To be honest I understand that the library isn't "the place," and I do recall her kicking out straight couples, but in the moment it felt unfair. Either way, it was the end of break, so everyone left and it had alot less of an impact.

Anyway, I suspect as the evening goes on I will become hornier and there is the possibility of another blog. Watch this space.

The Boss

I work in a cafe on Sundays and I love it. I get on with the people I work with and it's reasonable pay. My manager cares more about staff, customers and quality than he does about money, which as it happens makes him a very good boss. We all get on, but we have been known to indulge in borderline flirtation to pass the time, for example if I forget to wear a belt he will do his best to make me paranoid that he will pull down my trousers. He does a good job of it too.

Today a new game started.

I let slip that I'm easily tempted. He decided he would try and tempt me. All day he winked at me or stood so close to me everything blurred, like when you're about to kiss someone. He would rub against me when he walked past and make sex jokes to everything I did. For my entire 9 hour shift. I don't want to cheat and I'm not all that interested, but it still got me hornier than I'd like to admit. Chances are it would have been the end of that game if it wasnt because what happened at the end of my shift.

We were the last people working and I was just getting ready to leave. He was in the room at the other end so I stripped out of my work top to put a strappy top underneath to keep warm. I was wrong. He was pulling a pint and suddenly stood behind me and said, "woah!" I turned around (fool that I am), he raises his eyebrows, his eyes drop to my bra and says, "wasn't expecting to see that" I turn around and say, "well, neither was I." That's the reason I don't think this game will finish for a long, long time.

G20 and Horny Manipulation

Went on a G20 demonstration for all kinds of economic, socialist and peace things. Mostly I got a yellow flag and danced around with the hippies who were having a much better time than the anarchists. Point is it was a fantastic day. I went with my friend James (more about him later). G20 made me realise that I really love demonstrating and I really want to go to London Gay Pride '09 (4th July). So I am. I'm hoping to drag both James and
Sara along, couple of straight friends too.

On the way home, James let slip that he was horny just as the train was coming up to our station. I was bored and realised I had a way of passing the time. I can talk dirty. Very well as it turns out. He was semi-hard by the time we'd got on the bus. Now would be a good time to clarify about James and I; we've been friends for years and there was one night of an innocent mistake, but we're great friends and I'm nothing more. Nonetheless he's a horny guy and I get horny. I decided to play a little mind-game with him. Get a little manipulative. I talked filthy about a girl he likes and what she'd do to him and exactly how she'd sound when he fucked her in all manners of ways, and when her best friend started joining in... Needless to say he had a stonking hard-on, on the bus home. I said I could make him cum just by talking. He said I couldnt. Challenging me is very brave, but very, very stupid. I turned the dirty up a few notches and kept going until my buddy James was shaking like a leaf, moaning everytime I said anything and digging his nails into the seat. I decided there was no need for him to actually cum all over himself if he would just admit he was wrong. He admitted it. Clever boy. All the same, he wouldn't go down. He later told me that it was like a total mind-fuck. Nothing he's ever experienced is like it. I'm just that good. It's not like I needed the ego-massage, but he challenged me. He's also been known to say that I'm like his dirty mind that talks to him as well as his own does. I pretty much read his mind. He's just a guy, they're all pretty similar.

I was horny and Sara helped me out a fair bit, but she did accidentally end up sending a dirty text to somebody else. We have no idea who. Her phone is old.

Parents

When I came out to my mum she was absolutely fantastic and in short her reaction was "me too." I was not expecting that. Apparently she used to have big girl crushes. I thought it was fantastic, but she's always been really chilled out and relaxed about these kinds of things. I should have guessed and saved myself alot of worry.

Unfortunatly the same can't be said for my girlfriend. Her mum was furious. She told Sara that it was unnatural, disgusting and obscene (of course it's obscene, that's the point), that she should dump me immedietly and stay away from me and my manipulative ways. In fact I was just using her because I was going through a "curious" phase and Sara was too weak to say no. Let me point out, she's not. She started it. Anyway the reaction was not as good as expected. In fact: ouch.

Before she went and got all honest (although I'm glad she did, it will be better eventually) Sara would come round here on a Friday night and we'd have a little fun of our own. One amazing night we'd been making out and the DVD had frozen right as the woman is about to come. My mum came in and after realising it had frozen, suggested we skipped abit forward. At this point I said: "I would but it froze right before the climax..." That turned Sara a glorious shade of red and she choked on her own laughter. My mum looked at us, shrugged and left.

The point is, it's Friday night and I'm very horny. Most of the time I'm fine by myself with hands and toys and carrots (that's a whole other post), but tonight I really need her here. I don't often admit to needing anything. You know I'm desperate.

I need your hot finger running down my back, all over my skin. I need your lips pressed against me and your tongue slipping out and making my skin tingle as it trails across me. I want it hot and sweaty until we can hardly breathe and all we can think about is the touch of each other. I'm so wound up I can hardly read. My fingers are shaking, they don't want to be typing they want to be swirling in my own cum and rub my clit until I cum again and again. My hands are digging into anything I can find, my hips circling, grinding into the chair. I'm pulling at my own hair, wishing someone else would. I just need a little bit of help.

Now I'm pretty high-maintinence. My sex drive is a constant up and I need alot of attention. It's no secret, ask anyone who knows me. I can't go on two hours each Wednesday, so I'm left to my own devices frequently. That's not new, but Sara drives me up-the-wall-tear-the-curtains-and-round-the-bend-horny. She's insane. She doesn't even know it.

We can't get frisky at school either. We're an out same-sex couple, but this is a small town and people are pretty conservative. We have been asked not to kiss. Apparantly school has a no kissing rule. This is a mixed gender school full of hormonal kids; how did they think that would work? Point is, that despite the fact that our kisses are tasteful (not tongue-in-throat like many of the other couples) and we don't do it for a reaction, because we stand out they're telling us not to kiss. Of course we did the only obvious thing to do and completely ignored them. It's good fun.

A Little Less Sex, a Little More Honesty

I'm lucky.

I have an amazing girlfriend. She's sexy and beautiful, I really should tell her more often. She rides (not just me, horses too), so she's strong. Not as strong as me though.

She has beautiful pale skin with freckles. Blue eyes. She blushes easily. I take pride in making her; sometimes it's what I say and sometimes it's what I do. If I whisper dirty things in her ear (or say them outloud, after all I'm not shy) she goes beetroot and when I let my fingers run along her spine she's crimson. All red and flustered looks amazing.

When I kiss her soft, wet lips my head feels like it'll explode. There is lightning between my ears and fireworks when my eyes are shut. I can't keep my hands off her. My skin tingles when she's touched me. The best thing about her is that she knows me, and she'll have me anyway. I think we'll call her Sara on here.

Long Day, No Play

Trip .'. Long bus journey + Constantly being surrounded by people / Very horny = Alot of frustation because it's just so much harder to get off when I need it. Harder, but not impossible.

I did kegel excersises which is great because they're good for me and also help to get me off. Unfortunately, due to wet conditions, I was bloody freezing. My legs were colder than fucking al fresco in February (this is something I've done. I recommend it, just make sure they know what they're doing. Nipples so hard they can cut diamonds, had better have their rewards.) and I was wound tight like a spring all day, praying I'd get an oppotunity to sneak off on my own to make things worth my while. Oppotunity never came.

By the time we got back on the minibus I was at bursting point. I stuck my iPod in with my "Too Hot To Handle" playlist (includes Dirty Little Secret - All American Rejects, Chelsea Dagger - the Fratellis, Hey You - Shakira, Tainted Love - Soft Cell and of course Supermassive Black Hole - Muse), put my phone on vibrate, jammed it between my legs and got T-mobile to tell me my balance until I came. Not all bad.

I still don't feel complete as what I really needed was someone lightly drawing circles on my breast. Starting on the outside in a big swirl towards my nipple and when they reach it, I want lips wrapped around it, gently being pinched with teeth and fingers trailing down my stomach, outlining my hips. If I tug at their hair, it's because I'm in pleasure and I want them to dig their nails into me until I'm riding that barrier between pain and pleasure. The one that gurantees me an orgasm.

Accidental Porn

The only free lesson I share with my girlfriend is on a Wednesday and we go back to mine. Today I decided I wanted a photo of me and her, but she's photo-shy. We wrestled over the camera for a while, but instead I set up the video on my webcam. Pressed record and minimized it. Forgot about it.

Things got heated.

Gently kissing her. Hot, moist lips touching mine, touching my skin. Tongue trailing down her soft skin, lips gliding effortlessly. My fingertips drifting up her arm, running through her hair and down to the bottom of her t-shirt, pulling at the material. It slips off easily. Mouth travels down her delicate, pale skin. Lips nip at her neck, teeth slide across gently. Love bites cross my mind, but instead I gently kiss her collar bone. I press my lips against her chest, my tongue drags across the luscious curve of her breast. I look up at her, my eyes glazed over and my lips parted. She's taking deep breaths and her face is flushed. Her blue eyes are shimmering, her body is rising and falling quickly. My mouth works it's way down her neck, and I kiss her all over. My mouth is greedy and I can hear her moaning and panting. My fingers digging lightly into the skin around her ribs. Her back curves in pleasure and I run my finger gently down her spine and her whole body starts to shake and she pants from deep in her throat. I keep going until her nails have dug into me, imprinting like the teeth of pleasure. When her breath is steady she finally opens her eyes and smiles at me.

I've toyed with the idea of putting the video on youtube, but I think for the sake of dignity and the possiblity of more of these events I should keep it safe in my files. For future reference.

The First Time

In life there are alot of first times. There's the first crush, the first rejection, the first kiss, the first kiss that shouldn't have happened, the first relationship, the first time, the first taste of forbidden fruit...

Well, I'm a blogging Virgin. This is my first time. Be gentle.

I've recently discovered that apparantly I'm the only one that names my sexy alter-ego (she's called Roxie for the record). I've asked my girlfriend if I can talk about her on here, and she's gonna get back to me with a name I can use for her (she doesn't have a sexy alter-ego). That was how I discovered that noone else I knew had a sexy alter-ego, certainly not one with a name. News to me.

I don't want to introduce myself and everyone I know (none of whom will have their real name on here), but I'll try and explain as I go.