I Dream of Licking Tumbling Pussy

 Fairy Dust, whoregasm  2 Responses »
Jul 122011
 

I had a dream two nights ago that I was going down on another woman. This is a little funny because (if you’re a regular reader you know this) I don’t really consider myself THAT bisexual.

It was like I was watching a movie, and the camera zoomed in on a perfect little pink vulva between two legs, which spread open before me on a nicely made bed. There was no kissing, no fondling, no boobs. I couldn’t see anything but cunt. I zoomed in on her, and swirled my tongue around, dipped it in, and then (don’t ask me why I remember this directional detail so vividly – it’s a dream!) I darted my tongue left to right across her clit hood, and she came. I stood, I left.  Whitman was there, so was this pussy’s man. It was very matter-of-fact. Odd, but pretty fucking hot.tumblr_lnhn8jqk8t1qd3vcno1_500

I probably had this dream because of the inordinate amount of time I spend, along with Whitman, looking at pictures of hot naked girls while updating our Tumblr. It’s just all gorgeous, all the time! (For the record, I have started adding some photos of hot GUYS, just FYI, if any of you ladies want to check it out!)

Anyway, I do find photos of women sexy, hot, and beautiful. I often get turned on when Tumbling. I also like lesbian porn (as evidenced by last night, but, ahem.  I digress…). Of course I’m open to anyone of whatever gender that wants to pleasure ME, THAT’S a given.  When it comes to reciprocating, I HAVE gone down on women before, but I’ve never felt confident about it. It’s almost like I don’t WANT to because I don’t REALLY KNOW what I’m doing!! I like to excel at everything I do. It’s just the way I am.

I awoke with a feeling that it would ‘be okay’ to try again, although I was disappointed that I’d forgotten to try putting my finger(s) inside of her. Maybe next time!

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Are You an Ass Man? Or Tit Man?

 Fairy Dust  No Responses »
Jun 012011
 

I’ve long held the belief that men are one or the other. Sure, there’s a random ‘leg man’ out there, or a ‘foot fetish’ outlier, but I mean generally speaking – it’s ass or tits. I’ve even used that question as an icebreaker…often. “Are you an ass man or a boob man?”

I’m more well-endowed with ass than tits. Everyone I’ve ever been with has been basically ass-obsessed. Whitman is not. He’s a boob man. He wouldn’t completely admit that early on in our relationship, but I’ve come to realize that it’s true.

Thank goodness that my theory seems to hold true… (this seems backwards, but stay  with me for this one…)

An “ass man” will appreciate ANY ass. They love them all, and really love a REALLY NICE ONE, but a boob man has to see a REALLY. NICE. ASS. to be moved by it.

Same goes for a “breast man” – they seem to like all tits, big OR small, and maybe appreciate gorgeous ones a little more, but ass men could care less about breasts unless they’re extra-gorgeous.

Now, that being said, my breasts are not extra-anything…not extra-large, extra-small, extra-gorgeous. Whitman appreciates them, and even talks of how hot they’d be pierced.
I don’t know how to be a ‘boob man’s girl’, though! I’m used to being able to stand a certain way to teasingly accentuate my ass, or wear a certain dress that shows my curves. It’s always been so easy to do.

I don’t seem to have that magical ability to pose myself so that my breasts seem ‘pounce-able’!

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(I will say this new bra sort of makes it look like I had a boob job. That seemed to work to my advantage.)

Sex Fairy, the Accidental Voyeur

 Fairy Dust, lovegasm, sexy sex  1 Response »
May 252011
 

I lay sleeping, dozing really, next to Whitman in our heavenly king-size hotel bed. We’d just returned from visiting a strip club, where we’d spent the past couple of hours ogling pretty young things. I’d also inadvertently purchased something between a lap dance and a body shot (more on that later) which probably looked pretty hot. We were naked, cuddling, watching a movie on the laptop. Well, HE was watching…

Whitman was wide awake, a little hyper, and a lot horny.  I, on the other hand, was feeling like I’d quit drinking way too long ago, had too much insanely good dinner, and quite crampy. (Can you believe it? The Sex Fairy called a time out for PMS?!)

As I dozed, Whitman slipped off to the bathroom, and then I heard him come out into the dark room and walk to the desk. I opened my eyes, but didn’t move. He never looked at me, just proceeded to open the laptop and settle in to the desk chair, working his cock with his right hand, intently watching the screen, and just as intently working the mouse with his left hand. (Yes! Left-handed! Very impressive, isn’t it?!)

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I wanted to move enough to touch myself as I watched, but I didn’t want to remind him that I was there. I also REALLY fantasized about sliding from under the duvet and crawling on my hands and knees from the big fluffy bed to the hard cold floor under the desk, just to make my mouth available. Just in case. Just in case Whitman wanted to fuck my mouth, or cum in my mouth…I wanted to be there for him. In the end, though, my inner voyeur won out. (I didn’t even know I HAD an inner voyeur!!)

Yes, I  thought of participating, or verbally encouraging him, but I was mostly fascinated. I love to watch Whitman touch himself, and I’ve seen it before, but he’s always known I was watching. This was different. It was a totally private moment, but there I was…part of it. It was quick and dirty. Whitman is an expert ‘take-your-time’ masturbator, but he was a man on a mission this time. He stroked, his eyes darting rapidly across the screen, his left hand changing the view. I could see his orgasm building on his face, in his eyes, and in the way he moved. The tension built as he stroked faster, slower, faster, and finally he stood up and I recognized immediately his preferred orgasm stance.

I smiled to myself and I DID touch myself then. I was too late to cum with him, but I grinned as I watched his final strokes from my dark hideout. I was in awe of the silence (he’s usually got a beastly sounding orgasm, which I LOVE) and the efficiency of his action. He cleaned up, and as he closed the laptop, I spoke through my smile.

“That was hot.”

“relaxing on the couch”, Masturbation to cam girls

 sexy sex  1 Response »
Mar 152011
 

mfc, cams, camgirls, aspenrae, jayln, pandora, averypearl, kansaskelly, lovelykittie, AustinWhite, kellyheart, astekangelA man friend of SexFairy recently said he spends his alone time “relaxing on the couch” which I suggested is a euphemism for masturbation. That got me thinking of my time “relaxing.”

And I recently read a post from our friends at AlexSuze suggesting we all should google Webcam Sluts. So where do I find my webcam sluts?mfc, cams, camgirls, aspenrae, jayln, pandora, averypearl, kansaskelly, lovelykittie, AustinWhite, kellyheart, astekangel

Mostly, at MyFreeCams, aka MFC. You can for free watch literally hundreds and hundreds of women in various states of exposure. Skinny, fat, busty, flat, American, Asian, eastern European,  you name it, it’s there.

Most sit and stare at their webcam waiting for someone to care, aka tip them money. Some dance.mfc, cams, camgirls, aspenrae, jayln, pandora, averypearl, kansaskelly, lovelykittie, AustinWhite, kellyheart, astekangel Some pole dance. Some take off their clothes, some put their clothes on. Some shower. Some write the names of their serious tippers on their bodies. Some will engage in light FF play, or FFF play, and FFFF play. A few even cook or drive their car while on cam. [Imagine getting PAID to take a shower, get dressed, cook some food, and drive.]

mfc, cams, camgirls, aspenrae, jayln, pandora, averypearl, kansaskelly, lovelykittie, AustinWhite, kellyheart, astekangelThe photo captures here were all taken directly from the site within a five minute period.  I left out the fugly’s for your voyeuristic approval.

While many times I’ll enjoy masturbating to the models,  other times I will just voyeur without purpose. On occasion SexFairy and I will both sit and look at the different women, see what they are doing, or not doing. We will judge, and critique. We will mock, and admire.    But regardless, we enjoy, together.

Check out MyFreeCams if you like. You don’t have to pay a cent, though like anything, membership has it’s privileges.

So what do you use to relax on the couch?