I have just realized that is was a year ago yesterday that I began writing this blog which started out on Google’s blogspot until they gave me the boot (fuckers). Only just recently do I feel past all the technological fucked aspects and that I am getting back to this personal word expression.

It has been an eventful year indeed. I have been such a fantastic slut in all kinds of ways, the tally is astounding. I feel like I should break into my own rendition of Julio Iglesias, to all the cock I’ve sucked this year, who traveled in and up my back door, I’m glad I made them cum, I dedicate this bum to all the cock sucked before.

There has been; threesomes, group play, vacation sex, vacation based in sex, public displays of feeling, tasting and fucking, blow jobs in cars and alleys, I have -again- opened my mind to the back door by realizing the joys of getting my tightest space taken care of, late night rendezvous with wild haired men, a few married men, bend-over boyfriends longing for me to ride it home, wrestling matches, porno’s produced,  online and phone sex, random bouts of finger fucking myself in the stacks, panties left in appropriate library books for a lucky patron to stumble upon, sexual request made and performed, thousands upon thousands of photographs taken of my Vixen self -alone and with-, video clips featuring many a girl grunt like cum behavior,  and of course all the time I spend with myself (quality kitty time).

With the last few weeks of celibacy, ok- semi-celibacy, coming to an end I have reflected on this past years slutty ways.  Most of it with fondness and wetness, and only mixed with a lace of shame and disgust. There is not much I would or will change. This year less shame and disgust, less regret-more saying what I want when I want, more quality cock, a nice pussy, a consistent fuck buddy would be nice (one that actually lives by me), more threesomes, sex clubs, I need more spankings, more choking-from your hands and your cock, more more more pussy worship (devour me), and of course some mutual love and respect.  In the contemplation of it all, at the core of it, my mind and pussy are still seeking that good ol’ elusive sweet sweet fuck me all night till’ I am drunk on your cock love.  The sweetest of fuck love, the I want to fuck you all night and again in the morning before and after I make you pancakes kinda love.

Lastly, I want to thank everyone who has reached out, who reads about my trampy ways, who enjoys watching my girl grunts and those who like their in-box filled with images of my ass. I appreciate all the feedback and compliments, and look forward to another year of spreading my legs and writing about it.

Here is to; much love and peace,  hard cock and wet pussy, and no hangover into the New Year. Play safe.

Love,

Your Library Vixen

New Years Dick Dance 2008

It was a long New Years Eve. The next day was recovery and self-indulgent lackadaisical behavior, which consist of music, pizza (how decadent), several bottles of wine, and my date still here from the eve’s festivities. We were relaxed, having fun, romping, taking naughty pictures, grinding and bumping around, stretching my panties down past my ass, but not off. We were listing to every thing from Leonard Cohen to N.E.R.D., to The Ramones, to Duke Ellington. It was all over the place, just like we were.

I had recently ripped N.E.R.D. Seeing Sound from the libraries collection to my own,  only having  listened to it only a few times. One song I really enjoy is Anti-Matter. A fun kind grind your hips, bump your butt, bounce your head kind of tune, and you know I always get that image of  Pharrell in my head and just how much I would like to have his in dick in my mouth. grrrr

Leaning  over the desk with my bottom jutting out, panties skewed around my ass and thighs, still doing a slow grind and my cohort behind me with his dick kind of bouncing around me. As I continued my lean over the desktop I thought about a change of pace, just for the moment at least. I hit Anti-Matter, quite a change from the Marvin Pontiac we had just listened to and fucked to– in various situations, positions, bend me over, slow spank me, and smash my face into pillow postures played out to the backdrop of bluesy strange humored slow cries of pain in love that Pontiac belts out.

When the song began to hit I began to bounce my ass against you at a faster dirtier pace, I could easily feel your dick through your pants, still hard from all the playing we had been up to all day. Bouncing there for a moment, lowering my bum even more, so I could lift your hard dick up with my ass and bounce it in-between my cheeks. It was silly and fun. My ass still bumping to the beat, moving in a laid-back manner, turning around and slowly beginning my descent down your body, pulling my breasts across your chest and then cock as I lowered myself toward the floor. Positioning myself before you, feeling my special New Years Eve panties being stretched from their crooked location of not covering my ass nor below my knees either, my thigh spread around his body.

I reached the level of  dick; stroking it through the light weight fabric covering, gave a lick then pulled it from behind the clothing. It sprang out quick with comical force. I did not hesitate, I was overwhelmed with hunger, grabbing your cock–moving  to the song, fucking you with my mouth to the beat of Anti-Matter. It is a fast, rock compound, with that strong Pharrell bumpin’ back beat. I was overcome with a feeling of playful, bouncey, mischievous naughtiness, and filled with the vivacity of hard cock. I felt like a stripper, but stripping with my mouth on your cock, a true lap dance. I bounced and bopped my ass to the song. While working your cock with my mouth I imagined you were fucking me and not my mouth, this made me even more excited and more enthusiastic, with my mouth behaving like my pussy would. It was playful, a bit rough, fast paced, side to side, a dance on your dick kind of blow job. It was so fun. When the song ended I raised from my squat still moving to the next song, I straightened my abused panties and teasingly shook my ass around on his cock finishing my New Year’s dick dance.