When I had the original Library Vixen on blogger, I came up with an idea to have in the sidebar a section called humiliation corner. Because the Gods and Goddess have a wicked sense of humor when it comes to matters of dating, love and sex. Humiliation is just around every corner. It’s not easy out there in the dating/sex battle field, yet I remain a relentless soldier, enduring all the humiliation with a classic Vixen smile. It is all worth it when I get succumb to that cum.
Also I consider myself to be an open book in many respects, not just here in the blog, but I pretty much live my life like that too. However; I do leave some of the humiliation out for sake of keeping the words and the action sizzingling hot, but I do want to share them. Why, I don’t know.
But, without further ado–
Humiliation Corner Part 1
The Disappearing Bling
I was wearing a beautiful jeweled stainless steel butt plug. I love this little gem of toy. It functional, it’s sexy, and I love that surprise when a man discovers my ass is plugged.
Well…I had it on when I met him, his fingers began to explore my pussy, getting me nice and wet, rubbing all around in my folds, I felt him stop for a moment when he felt the metal lodged in the softness of my ass. No words were spoken, but I knew he knew. I told him it was a beautiful emerald green jeweled plug, turned out to be his favorite color.
It began to get hotter, more aggressive, as he finger fucked me he pushed on the head of the plug with his thumb. It felt great. When he bent me in half and began to pound my pussy, he still continued to maneuver the plug…God it felt great. Ass up– being pounded, he suddenly stopped pushing on the plug. Hmmm strange?
“The plug went in you ass”
“What?”
I was surprised and in disbelief, I began to look on the floor for it, there is no way it could have gone in. My friend confirmed, that yes it did indeed go in.
“What!?”
I must have been one relaxed, very wet and aroused pussy for that thing to slip in without me even feeling it. Dirty dirty girl!
My friend comforted me…
“don’t worry it will come out, let me eat you out…get you relaxed and maybe it will pop out.”
Well now–those words made me instantly forget about it. And it did come out, very easily–hours later.
Checking out that Ass
Sitting at the reference desk allows me a full view of my center at the library. I can check out who comes in, scope on those sexy city boys and girls, that make my heart and pussy sing song.
Well the other day, there was a lull in questions, I was drifting into this guy at the “self-check out” station. Thinking he’s cute, wonder what he is checking out, nice ass. I would love to put a chomp down on that. I am mentally and visually making my way up his body, when I get to his face, he has this smile, this evil smile–so fucking sexy, then it hits me I know that smile. I fucked that smile–or should I say that smile fucked me. You know your a slut when you are checking out someone you have already fucked.
I smile “excuse me don’t I know you.”
Sly smiles creep. It was a nice literary transaction.
Sights, sounds and fluids.
I mentioned the fart that escaped while my pussy and ass where being fucked at the Darkened group party. So glad it was dark.
The sounds that happen after being fucked my big cock, or from just letting go, that sexual relaxation is normal–I don’t mind letting it all slip out. Of course the fact that there was 30 other people in the room was a new one.
While on my sexcation, my Chicago man made me wet the bed. Damn it! Fucking hell. It was not girl cum or squirt, but I was cumming so hard that I peed myself. I love hotel sex. Free to wet the bed and everything.
Call ER
My Grandma loves this one, she brings it up every time I am telling her about a man or a date. She cracks up laughing…well just don’t put him in the hospital that one young man. Yeah I found CL, he lives sro close to me, I though it was great. We had a couple of great dates, we drank, smoke weed, listened to ocean wave breaking outside his window, we dance to Elvis Costello. But unlike my normal slutty self, I did not put out on those first two date. The third date was going to be it. We were getting into it, I was straddled across his lap, kissing, feeling his cock growing, more kissing. I was begingin to grind into him with my–I was nearly ready to start shedding some clothing. All of a sudden he stops kissing, sort of pushes me back and tell me he is not feeling so well and that he needs me to leave. I was like, what the fuck, I am about ready to fuck you and your asking me to leave. He claimed he was not feeling well.
I just got off and up and out of there. Convinced he was just not into me and too much of schmuck to admit to it. Turns out within an hour of me leaving he had to be transported by ambulance to the ER for a ruptured appendix. I squished him and broke him and my grandma will never let me forget about it.
Well I think this is enough humiliation for now, much more to come–I am sure of it. Rejection and humiliation is 90% of the game. Laughing at yourself, continuing on and cumming and pissing are the other 10%.
much love,
Vixxy
Don’t forget Ass Appreciation Day on the Tumblr.
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my friend is a doctor in Arizona.. she told me about removing a cell phone from the rear end of a man who said… “he didn’t know how it got up there”
funny part is that the cell phone was ringing off the hook while buried up his ass.. and the doctors were answering it-telling the callers that the guy…couldn’t come to the phone right now…