Now, if only you would just pull that toy out and lick me clean, damn it.

This weeks goal find me a pussy worshiper to spend some time between my strong thighs.

How long does it take one to grieve the loss of another cock. Perhaps I spoke too soon referring to him as my “steady cock.” I knew it was over the last time we had sex, but it was just such great sex I could not imagine it to be true that it was over–which is how my emotion became obscured. There I go again confusing sex for love.

“Steady Cock” is no longer steady for a number of reasons, most predominately being my unwillingness to be monogamous, followed closely by the train-wreck he lives with in his mind each day. I know I’ve mentioned how old people, crazies, the afflicted and the desperate find me, they notice that sympathy in my eye–know they can get me, know that I will be the soul they need to connect to at that moment. It is really rather exhausting, because about now I am the one who needs a soul to cling to, I need to be taken care of.

Anyway….

What’s a Vixen slut to do? How does a girl recover from another loss, another breakup, another notch in the bed post? Well– I don’t know about other women, but I do it with wine, whisky, weed and a whole lot of pornography. My own prescribed grief counseling is coming along quite nicely. For the most part I have spent the holiday weekend surfing porn and masturbating throughout the day.

I don’t always need porn though.

Did I tell you I got a new toy? I am fond of the njoy line, the simple design, the way my pussy heats up the metal, the way she grabs and clinches around the steel, well– one cannot go wrong with one of their toys. But, the 11, wow–nearly 3 lbs. of monster cock to fuck me and make forget my heartache.

Bed time. Shed what is not needed, I slipped into bed. I placed the smaller of the big round heads barley into me, just enough for my lips to surround, making my cunt want more. With my foot I could hold the njoy in place and even push on it gently–making me very wet.

I began to think about you.

What do you look like when you first wake up,  what are wearing when you run today, do you ever run without your shirt on?

Small vignettes of images pass my mind, as I dip into the wetness forming around the njoy and bring it up to my clit. I can feel myself grow. Engorge with cunt want.

I think about being very submissive toward you, about serving you, servicing you. On my knees a patient pet, waiting for you to feed me the only thing I want.

I can hear my pussy getting slicker as my fingers dance in the slosh of juice I’ve created. The thought of my lips on your cock has made me a sloppy wet kitty who need to fuck to forget. I begin to push the round head of the njoy further, rocking it in and out of my hole, my insides want to pull it in and seize onto it, but the bulb head does not pass that easily or quickly, it teases–it makes me moan, sigh, and beg for your imaginary cock.

Between your legs I drop, your smell makes me crazy, your grow thick right before my eyes without even my having touched you. You drip and I lick it up.

My pussy swallows the njoy, and convulses around it. Needy cunt. Needy cunt. Needy cunt.

My clit is swollen, my lips are swollen. I want come and I want to taste your cock.

The muscle’s of my cunt lift the njoy off the bed, squeezing around the shaft of the steel cock, it lifts and lowers, like I am weight training, but it is all involuntary. Deeper my pussy pulls in the wand, harder it clutches, my g-spot riding each spasm, and my lips and clit being strummed–and in my mind my mouth is fucking you. You’re as hard as the steel cock, pulling out and stroking your hand and palm gripping around your shaft, rubbing the tip of your cock onto my lips–oh yes porn this weekend.

I come hard imagining you covering me. Cleaning– I taste you, feeling your cock slide down my throat, the cum flavor filling my mouth.

Surprisingly or not, quite a bit of the njoy has been swallowed by my pussy, as I continue spasm around the steel, coming down from the elation of orgasm, the brain stars popping and disintegrating, my breath regulating–and my cunt lifting and releasing the barbell. It felt so good, I almost wanted to fall asleep with it still inside of me.

Pulling it out laying it on my belly I feel the weight and the heat, my cum shines on the steel.

image by Aeric Meredith-Goujon

Lately I have been fantasizing about getting fucked in the ass. It is not that I’ve not been fucked in the ass before, it has just been quite a long time. Only once in a great while, am I comfortable enough with a man to let him enter my tightest space. It takes a special man.

Anyway I began to think why is it that I want it in the ass when I don’t even masturbate this way. Well of course I know why, because it feels so damn good and it opens my pussy up like wet blooming flower. It is truly amazing just how wet it makes me–this is drip down my thighs wet.

Over this past weekend I decided that anytime I was going to fuck myself I would include some ass play. The first time, I poured some organic kukui nut body oil into my palm and began to rub over my entire my body, tits–mashing them together–pinching and pulling my nipples, my belly, down into my mound of pussy–into my tuft of over grown bush. I could feel the blood fill and puff my lips. I began to spread my slit apart–growing aroused and slick. Moving lower I begin massaging my little puckered star as I worked my other hand into my junction, slow–no rush–no intent of even coming, just feeling my body. I did this for awhile then pulling out my magic bullet turning it to a medium rumble and massaging it firmly onto my hole at the same time conducting my pussy like a slow moving symphony. Still was not ready to come I just enjoyed the feeling of how sticky and slick my pussy was getting with the bullet on my ass. I did this until I drifted into a vixen nap state. So nice.

When I woke up I went for my usual weekend run–getting sweaty, the endorphins flying–getting my running high on. When I came home I stripped down, and jumped under the hot shower, bringing with me my body oil. The heat surrounding, the flowing down of hot water into the crevice of my round ass, I dumped a good amount of the oil into my hand and began rubbing and spreading my ass cheeks apart–massaging my hole, slowly pushing my finger in a little bit at a time. The moment I got the tip of my finger in I felt my pussy almost burst open. Sliding my free hand between my thighs to feel my lips, I’m surprised to feel just how ready and agreeable my pussy is, slippery and lubricated from the inside out–ready to be fucked am I.

It all began to make me weak in the knees–getting down on all fours and begin again. This time the tip of my finger slipped in with ease as my fingers fucked my cunt and flicking at my clit. More and more–pushing into my ass, fucking both holes, feeling my fingers only separated by the thin flesh between ass and cunt. Dripping and bucking into my hands, my fingers–palming my full lips at the same time. I was still sweating from the run, the heat, the hot water and the sex stimulation. The smell of pussy, ass and kukui nut oil trapped in the steam of the bathroom filling the air. I could hear myself panting and low moaning continuing to rock my ass back onto my finger. I came in a solid strong rush, very unlike pussy alone stimulation. A full body release–from mind, to lungs, to cunt, to ass–my body felt spent and stimulated at once. I needed another nap.

originally posted September 2, 2009

Lately I have been fantasizing about getting fucked in the ass. It is not that I’ve not been fucked in the ass before, it has just been quite a long time. Only once in a great while, am I comfortable enough with a man to let him enter my tightest space. It takes a special man.

Anyway I began to think why is it that I want it in the ass when I don’t even masturbate this way. Well of course I know why, because it feels so damn good and it opens my pussy up like wet blooming flower. It is truly amazing just how wet it makes me–this is drip down my thighs wet.

Over this past weekend I decided that anytime I was going to fuck myself I would include some ass play. The first time, I poured some organic kukui nut body oil into my palm and began to rub over my entire my body, tits–mashing them together–pinching and pulling my nipples, my belly, down into my mound of pussy–into my tuft of over grown bush. I could feel the blood fill and puff my lips. I began to spread my slit apart–growing aroused and slick. Moving lower I begin massaging my little puckered star as I worked my other hand into my junction, slow–no rush–no intent of even coming, just feeling my body. I did this for awhile then pulling out my magic bullet turning it to a medium rumble and massaging it firmly onto my hole at the same time conducting my pussy like a slow moving symphony. Still was not ready to come I just enjoyed the feeling of how sticky and slick my pussy was getting with the bullet on my ass. I did this until I drifted into a vixen nap state. So nice.

When I woke up I went for my usual weekend run–getting sweaty, the endorphins flying–getting my running high on. When I came home I stripped down, and jumped under the hot shower, bringing with me my body oil. The heat surrounding, the flowing down of hot water into the crevice of my round ass, I dumped a good amount of the oil into my hand and began rubbing and spreading my ass cheeks apart–massaging my hole, slowly pushing my finger in a little bit at a time. The moment I got the tip of my finger in I felt my pussy almost burst open. Sliding my free hand between my thighs to feel my lips, I’m surprised to feel just how ready and agreeable my pussy is, slippery and lubricated from the inside out–ready to be fucked am I.

It all began to make me weak in the knees–getting down on all fours and begin again. This time the tip of my finger slipped in with ease as my fingers fucked my cunt and flicking at my clit. More and more–pushing into my ass, fucking both holes, feeling my fingers only separated by the thin flesh between ass and cunt. Dripping and bucking into my hands, my fingers–palming my full lips at the same time. I was still sweating from the run, the heat, the hot water and the sex stimulation. The smell of pussy, ass and kukui nut oil trapped in the steam of the bathroom filling the air. I could hear myself panting and low moaning continuing to rock my ass back onto my finger. I came in a solid strong rush, very unlike pussy alone stimulation. A full body release–from mind, to lungs, to cunt, to ass–my body felt spent and stimulated at once. I needed another nap.

Now I want to introduce some toy ass play. I want one of these–yes yes yes please I want one.