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Lounging in Lingerie

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Feb 172012

Whitman and I were lying naked in bed one night last week. We were just touching each other in the dark and chatting before we fell asleep about our day, about sex (shocking, I know), and just sexiness in general. He mentioned that although I own quite a bit of lingerie, it’s not getting much use. I explained that it never seems like an “opportune time” and a seems a little silly to just put it on for something to do.

He then decided that when I get home from work, I should change into ‘something more comfortable’ (read: ‘sexy’). Daily. “Just wear it,” he said. This, of course, was a brilliant idea, and I agreed without hesitation.

I’ve always thought it would be super sexy to wander around the house in peignoirs and chemises, especially for cocktail hour.

sexy lingerie and champagne

This new plan gave me a reason to immediately order MORE lingerie and slinky dresses. I mean, if I’m going to be wearing something every single day, it’s like needing a separate wardrobe! Now I just need some marabou slippers!

I’m thoroughly enjoying the anticipation daily of thinking of what I’m going to wear for Whitman that night. Walking around like a sexy doll may or may not lead to sex, but it definitely makes him happy, and we all know how much I love that.

Living the Dream

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Feb 152012

My Dearest Whitman,

Remember the days not so long ago when we chatted online and dreamt of one day living together? I said something like, “I can’t wait until the day we can go home after a day at work and we can drink, have kinky sex, and make fun of Republicans.”

Well, here we are, livin’ the dream, baby!

Love,
Sex Fairy

Pussy Prettification Project, Part 1

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Feb 142012

My name is Sex Fairy and I have large labia.

I have REALLY large labia, actually. I always have. I always have as long as I can remember, anyway. I’ve always hated them, too. I used to daydream of asking my gynecologist if there was a medically necessary reason to have them cut off. That was just a daydream, of course. An annual daydream. I mean, sure, I could just have them “reduced” at the cost of thousands of dollars for cosmetic surgery. Not an option, unfortunately.

This year, with my feet in the stirrups and his face peering between my knees, I actually gathered my courage and just asked the man. “Sooooo…I know this has been going around cosmetically, but is there any medically necessary reason that I could have these labia reduced?? <cringe>”

Imagine my surprise and elation when he answered without hesitation, “Sure. Labial Hypertrophy.” OH.MY.GOD. Why didn’t I ask ten years ago?? Fifteen?? I was overcome with excitement and absolute elation. The doctor then proceeded to describe the procedure to me, how he would mark, match, trim, and stich, all the while flapping my lips around as a demonstration with his gloved hands. I wanted to laugh out loud, partially at the image – the gloves pulling my labia left, right, back and forth – and partially at my silliness in waiting so long to ask. (The truth is that I probably wanted to laugh out loud IN GIDDY JOY!) I almost danced out of the office, I was so excited. I’ve managed to tell way too many people about this surgery in the past two weeks, but in the same vein, I’m way too excited about it! I feel like this is a dream come true, and naysayers be damned.

I’m counting down now…it’s just over one week until I lose these lips.
Follow along as The Pussy Prettification Project is in full effect.

Birthday Spanking

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Feb 122012

sparkler-cupcakes-thumb18709828 Happy Birthday to Us!! What a fun year of blogging it’s been…thanks to everyone who’s been reading along. Happy Birthday to you, too! Now bend over!!

It’s so hard to believe, but this little Naughty Spot is over a year old. Even though our first “test posts” were on February 1st, our first “real post,” Sleep Choking, came later in the month. I just re-read it and had a flashback of how hot that moment was in real life. I love the way that Whitman knows what I need, sexually and otherwise, without me saying a word.

There have been so many sexy moments like that this past year, but somehow we’ve let the blog-writing part of our lives slip away a little bit. I promise, Dear Reader, that I will pick it up a little. If not, I just might deserve a spanking of another sort.

Sexy Valentine’s Day Shopping

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Feb 082012

Valentine’s Day is nearly upon us. To me, this is one of the easiest holidays ever. There are so many sweetly cheesy and romantic ways to show my love for Whitman. Candy, photos, sex toys, lingerie…

Speaking of presents, EdenFantasys is having a really sexy and exciting promotion right now, and it makes shopping super-easy (and even MORE addictive)! It’s a Valentine’s Day countdown calendar with a new special, free gift, or sale each day leading up to the holiday! So far there have been one-day sales on massage oils and candles, men’s self-love toys, and my favorite, the “free panty with any lingerie purchase” special. Every day a new special is revealed. It’s like opening a present from EdenFantasys every day!

Sex toys - EdenFantasys adult toys store Speaking of unwrapping presents, EdenFantasys has a huge new selection of lingerie, including bra and panty sets. I love to wrap myself up like a present for Whitman to unwrap, spank, and then fuck. They’ve also got some great new sexy and romantic bath and body products. Time to get shopping, ladies (and gents)!!

Two Girls, One Cock

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Feb 012012

Threesomes. They’re everywhere. If you’re hanging around people who are into sex at all, this will soon seem to be no big deal. I mean people are doing it all the time, right? Has anyone ever thought much about the types of threesomes out there? (I’m just talking about FMF threesomes this time. I’ll address MFM another time.)

Even though we’ve had threesomes, it feels like Whitman’s never had a “real” threesome with me. We’ve had a few three-way encounters with another girl, but they’ve been mostly about me. My bi-girlie friend likes to get with me it seems, and though we all three have sex together and all at the same time, it feels like the play revolves around me.

We did have the encounter with the daddy’s girl, but that was only a quasi-threesome. I was more of a facilitator, helping as needed, but not fully participating.

This Sex Fairy can’t wait for the day when I can deliver this to Whitman: A threesome for HIM. You know, two girls, one cock… tumblr_lxuyr5JaOO1r6rkheo1_500

Imagine the possibilities; two mouths on his cock; one mouth on his balls and one on his cock; both rimming and cocksucking all at once; one girl sitting on his dick, and one on his tongue…

Sex Fairy’s Bedtime Story

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Jan 272012

We’ve had a lot going on over the past couple of weeks. Whitman and I are moving into a new place. We ran into a sexy new variation of Dom/sub. (New to our relationship, anyway.) All of this DaddyDom talk (and the two-hour show, of course) has me a little worked up. We’re nearly the same age, but I want to be Whitman’s little girl. At least some of the time. Like now.

As I was going to sleep last night, this fantasy flitted through my mind:

I saw myself wearing my blue ruffle-butt panties and matching blue bra. Whitman and I are hugging in the middle of the big empty living room, because we’re only halfway moved in. It has been a long day of working and cleaning, and this hug feels like dessert. My arms are around his waist, and my cheek is to his broad chest. “I like our new house, Daddy, thank you,” I murmur into his chest hair as he strokes my head and neck.
“You’re welcome, Little Girl.”
”But I might be scared to sleep by myself in this big house, Daddy.”
(This is totally a tease; I want to be taken to bed by him.)
“Don’t worry, Love, I’ll be with you, he says.”
Daddy takes me to bed and says he will rub my back until I go to sleep. He strokes my back, my neck, and my hair gently, but soon his hand starts to trail lower, grazing my ass lightly. Lower still on the next pass, his hand is moving gradually between my legs…I squirm a little and whimper.

There’s no innocence about me. I know what he’s doing and I like it as he climbs on top of me, his weight bearing down on my back, making it hard for me to take a full breath. I shiver in anticipation as his hand slides over my mouth. My pussy is drenched. He slowly slides his big hard cock into me and I whimper again. His warm breath is in my ear. He smells like brown liquor – like a man. He tells me softly in my ear not to be scared, that he will always take care of me.

Who’s Your Daddy?

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Jan 262012

So. They played.

It was fun. They played, I watched, I facilitated a little, just a touch or a helping hand here and there. It was amazing to see Whitman so turned on and feeling like a king. He was in charge of two hot ladies, and what man wouldn’t love THAT? I find Whitman to be the sexiest man alive normally, and that was just amplified in this case.

I’m OK with the sex, and the daddy/girl dynamic was truly very sexy. Actually I’m more than OK with the sex. I liked it. I liked seeing Whitman spanking her young pale ass. I liked hearing her whimper when he did. I loved seeing him fuck her like she’d never been fucked before. When she moved to put her feet on his shoulders as he fucked her, I warned her in a quietly sing-song voice, “It’s going to huuuurt…”
I don’t think she believed me.
Until it was over.

There’s no polyamory for me here, though. I’m not comfortable with them having a “side” relationship (any relationship…?). Nor has he indicated an interest in one, but there’s no real place for me in the sex that they have. She’s straight and just wants daddy. I’m mostly straight, and I don’t want a little girl, so from where I sit, this goes nowhere. Next??

I’m not sure how this will play out, but I’m a little exhausted by it already. I’m not too exhausted to have sex, though. Is it time to go home yet?

Opening Myself

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Jan 192012

This is the start of a new chapter in the story of Whitman and Sex Fairy.

I have written before about my desire to be willing to share Whitman with other women. I KNOW he needs more sexually than any one person can ever give him. (Yes, even if that one person is ME, the Amazing Sex Fairy!!) He needs more, he needs different, he needs new. I often question (on this blog, in my mind, and out loud to anyone who will listen) whether monogamy is even a realistic concept.
I struggle.

We’ve recently encountered a young girl (okay, not a girl, but she is much younger than us) that Whitman would like to play with. It’s mutual. She wants to play with him. She wants a ‘Daddy,’ which was completely off my sex radar, but it now seems suddenly very, very hot, and totally fascinating. It makes perfect sense. Although we’ve never done any age play, Whitman is already very much a dominant in the “Daddy Dom” mold. It’s incredibly sexy. I want this experience for him. I want it for him very much.

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The three of us are talking. It’s hugely erotic, and off-the-charts arousing. It’s all horny, all the time around here these days. We’re going to play together, but I have a vision (or is it just a wish?) in my heart and mind that I can let this blossom into a loving relationship for the two of them, or maybe the three of us. I’m not sure though. Do I really have it in me to be polyamorous?? Do I really want to? I am, after all, an only child and not used to sharing. Can I even open my heart up in this way? Would it be easier to let them have their own time together? Easier for me? Easier for them? My greatest fear in opening up to other people is that I will lose Whitman to someone he likes better…some as yet unknown phantom lover. (Of course this could happen whether I open up or not, right?) This gnawing fear makes it hard to open completely, as much as I want to. Perhaps I can open up, but can I let go?

The feeling of being excited for him as his brain is awash in the hormones of new attraction is amazing. I, too, am overcome by the excitement of novelty. By sharing our thoughts and experiences, it’s like something is being added to our relationship, rather than something being taken away. If either of us felt the need to hide our feelings and desires (and yes, fears), then it would seem like a takeaway. However, the reality is that he’s a little distracted by horniness and excitement right now, (who wouldn’t be?) and in THAT sense it feels like a little bit of our relationship has been taken away.

Opening up. Am I inviting more love, or inviting disaster?

Bound to Please My Nipples

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Jan 092012

These nipple clamps are very sexy, but not always the easiest to use. If you like the look of clover clamps, but are a little leery of taking that big step, give the Bound to Please Nipple Clamps from Good Vibrations a try. These 1” x 2” metal clamps, available in chrome plated silver or black powder coat, are modeled on Victorian-era surgical clamps in a mandible style. The tension is adjusted by a screw at the base of the clamp, much like other pincer-style clamps. The two screws are attached by an 18” chain that can be tugged for added sensation, or that adds weight to the clamps just by being there. The chain is removable – it unscrews from the clamps near the adjustment screws. The packaging is a small clear plastic box with a sexy girl having her TONGUE clamped.
(I wouldn’t recommend that as a use for these clamps. OW!)

Whitman used these on me not too long ago, and I must say the pain is exquisite. The actual clamps are very small rubber-coated pincers. I did think they might be too small to be effective. I was wrong. Whitman felt like they were a little difficult to get adjusted at first, but once they were on, they stayed on. My little nipples were held at attention while he flogged them until I almost cried. The pressure from the tiny clamps became more and more intense until finally Whitman pulled them off one at a time…pop! pop! I didn’t know whether I should cry from relief, or from the pain that then flooded my nipples once again now that they were free! Overall, I would say these clamps serve their purpose and are great intermediate-level clamps for anyone interested in ramping up their nipple play a little bit.

Thanks to Good Vibrations for letting us give these a try in exchange for an honest review!!

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