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My boyfriend was mortified the other day when I said I wasn’t shaving my pussy for our date. I really like my bushy pussy, but he insisted that it be trimmed down to a soft stubble and pulled out his electric razor and proceeded to groom me.

Although I didn’t win that battle there is a long glorious history of the unmanicured bush — and it is beautiful.

One of my favorite things is when my bush dries into perfect, tight little light brown curls. It’s so soft on my palm and I imagine feels just lovely on the cheek of anyone who goes down on me. I understand that a loose hair stuck on the roof of your mouth or worse, in your teeth, is less than sexy, but hair is what makes me a woman and something to be celebrated.

Whenever I need a reminder of what a woman’s natural pussy looks like I pull out my vintage porn books. The pussy is all it’s hairy glory is put proudly on display with thick pubic hair that spreads out to their inner thighs. It’s exciting to think about what lies beneath that thick carpet, imagining my fingers deftly exploring their labia and clit, then finally reaching their moist hole.

I realize that this may not be a turn on for everyone so I try to compromise and keep my pussy hair at a respectable length. More that stubble, but still allowing for easy access.

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It’s no secret that I like being controlled a little in bed. I like being told to get down on my knees and suck him off, or having my wrists pinned down, or like this morning, being brought close to climax over and over again, but without ever being penetrated, no matter how much I arch my back, lift my hips and push my pelvis toward his hand.

It all started when I climbed back into bed after my brunch plans were unexpectedly cancelled this morning. I snuggled up to my boyfriend and rubbed his back for quite some time, not expecting anything more to happen on this lazy Sunday morning and enjoying our quiet moment. After some time he turned around and enveloped me with his arms and began to caress my neck — and faithful readers, as you now know, my neck is my sweet spot. Instinctively I started to pump my hips, reaching them up toward him as his hand passed over that part of my body. We were both still wearing the clothes we slept in the night before so for the wonderfully long period of foreplay there was no touching any of our body parts under our clothes.

He continued to caress my body over my clothes, pinch my nipples through the thin cotton t-shirt I was wearing and press against my cunt, while pushing his dick up against my leg. My legs were spread out wide, inviting him at any time to plunge his hand beneath my leggings and put three fingers up inside me. Instead, he pulled my hand toward me and lifted my leggings by the elastic waist to give me room to put my hand down my pants and play with my clit.

By this time my pussy was dripping and I couldn’t have been more turned on. A lead up like this, the anticipation of being touched, but never getting that final bit of satisfaction and release is one of the most wonderfully overwhelming feelings and as much as I was dying to have him put his fingers inside me I also knew that as soon as he did the amazing and intense feelings I had would disappear. I hoped for this to go on all morning. I continued pumping my hips, eagerly anticipating him reaching down to press against my pussy, over my hand still under my leggings, to put ever more pressure against my labia and clit. Legs spread wide, back fully arched, my mind went blank, I thought of nothing and felt only the intensity brought on by little more than the touch of his fingers — and mine.

When I reached such a point of intensity that it seemed I couldn’t take anymore, he reached down beneath my clothes and every so gently placed his finger right at the opening of my pussy hole and stroked the rim every so lightly. That was as much as I could take. I needed to climax! I pushed my hips up and reached out toward his fingers, but he pulled them back, took my hand and started moving my fingers against my clit. He was telling me that it was my job to finish myself off. The ultimate sexy gesture. All it took was a couple of minutes of vigorous stroking of my clit to make me cum.

My pussy was wet all day today. Every time I went into the bathroom at work I found it dripping. Maybe it was the tights and dress I wore today that offered up this wonderful distraction, but whatever it was made for one happy day.

When I got home, after going to the gym, I sat on the bed reading a book. After a short while I got distracted thinking about my wet pussy and started massaging it through my yoga pants. I kept doing this for a while when my boyfriend came in to lay on the bed with me. He watched me do this through my pants for a few minutes and then suggested that I take my pants off and continue. Of course I thought that was a splendid idea, so I stood up and peeled my pants and panties off and then hopped back on the bed. He turned me around so I was lying with my head on his chest perpendicular to him so he had a good view of my wet pussy.

My pussy hair is trimmed, but growing back in so it’s soft and I can give it a little tug. When I masturbate I like playing with my clit — massaging it, rubbing it and tugging on it — over fingering myself. Of course I enjoy that too, but clit play is just really what does it for me — when I do me. I use my index, middle and ring finger at the same time to cradle my clit on the top and both sides, and vigorously rub it. I like it fast.

I spread my pussy lips wide for prime viewing and he watched as I got myself all wet and worked up, and I watched his erection grow beneath his pants. He didn’t want to take it out though because he wanted me to focus on only what I was doing. He played with my mouth with his fingers, offering them up for me to suck, tugged on my hair every so slightly and massaged my neck and right behind my ears. All so sensual and arousing. Just thinking about him touching me in that spot behind my ear makes my pussy tingle. I kept pulling at my clit and brought myself to orgasm. It was so good; my pussy twitched and pulsed post orgasm for a few minutes following. Not a bad way to spend a Wednesday night.

We’ve been lax in seeing our friends lately and had been trying for a few weeks to get together with one friend in particular. After a couple of weeks of texting back and forth, switching dates and generally trying to find a mutually agreeable time we finally settled on Saturday.

We met in the early evening at an overpriced, cramped wine bar, but found good seats off in the corner and eagerly awaited her arrival. She was late, but in all fairness we were late too — we just happened to arrive first. It had been quite a few months and I couldn’t conjure up a completely accurate picture of her. I could easily remember what she looked like when she orgasmed, but had forgotten exactly what color her hair was. It was darker than I remembered, but I guess she could have died it.

We went back to her place and after a few more drinks retired to the bedroom — a mattress on the floor in the corner of the studio. I love foreplay with her! We dance and she slowly strips me bare, scraping her fingernails lightly against my skin. This is the most sensual feeling, and a move that only a woman can pull off. My bf was off to the side watching — he loves to watch and I love to perform for him. I pulled him into the fold and started to undress him too. He pulled her dress over her head and undid her bra, stripped off her panties and left her only in her thigh highs — black crochet, very sexy!

We all went to the bed and took turns playing with each other. Licking, sucking, slapping, fingering. My bf worked her pussy and she worked mine and I sucked him. It was pure fun all around. She and I each came a few times and when my bf came he shot half way across the room.

It was a fun night and one that we all hope to do again sooner rather than later.

We had such a busy weekend house hunting and catching up on all of the chores we’ve neglected lately. It was nice to get out of the city though and we stayed at my bf’s parent’s house. Even though we’ve been together for over a decade and going to visit them for just about as long, we still sleep in separate rooms when we’re there. Staying in separate rooms in their small house where no one is every more than a room away from each other makes it difficult to mess around — and I was getting really horny.

We arrived very late Friday night, around 1 a.m. and we had to go meet the realtor pretty early the next day. I was pretty wound up from the long drive and was finding it hard to fall asleep so I decided to masturbate to relax. I like to do that when I’m having trouble sleeping or am otherwise stressed. As soon as I cum everything else just melts away and I fall into the most relaxed sleep — often dreaming about one of the times that we hooked up with one of our chickies. I’m a huge fan of clitoral masturbation and like to rub my clit vigorously, occasionally squeezing my lips and twisting my nipples. I do like the vibrator and dildo as well sometimes, but I was not a prepared traveler on this trip and did not have any of my toys. It didn’t take long to make myself cum and I was soon asleep.

The next morning when I awoke I was still feeling kind of horny so as soon as my bf and I got in the car to drive to our first destination of the day I told him that I masturbated last night, knowing full well that it would turn him on. He unzipped my pants and gave me a quick finger fuck before we drove down the driveway. Always such a nice way to start the day! Later that night I was still thinking about it and suggested that we each masturbate when we go to bed and then tell each other about it the next morning. I loved the idea of cumming knowing that he was doing the same thing on the other side of the bedroom wall. I masturbated for much longer that second night and had to make myself stop a couple of times to keep from cumming before I got my fill. I thought about when we hooked up with our friend Rosemary. My bf was licking at her pussy and sucking on her clit while she was on her back. She had her eyes shut and kept thrusting her hips upwards toward him. I was sitting up on the bed watching the two of them and he just looked up at me, staring into my eyes as he worked his tongue over every inch of her pussy lips and inner thighs. Oh, I loved it. I came pretty hard and fell right to sleep.

I couldn’t wait until morning to hear all about what he was fantasizing about while he masturbated. He was thinking about me masturbating in the other room and about another chick that we haven’t hooked up with yet, but we’d like to. He was imagining her watch us fuck — and as you know, that is one of my favorite things to do.

Well, I may be exhausted from a busy weekend, but it was fun and masturbating like that was a great way to fool around even though we were separated by a wall.

Last night my bf and I went out with C, a sexy latina who is definitely not shy. She works with my bf and she’s been flirting with him weeks so he finally arranged for us to meet. The first conversation they ever had was about how she’s a little bit kinky, which is an understatement, and we spent all last night talking about our fetishes and favorite toys.

After we were talking — and drinking — for a while, C and I both had to pee. She led me downstairs to the bathroom and we used adjacent stalls. As soon as she shut the door she was peeing. Now, she did have a skirt on, but still it was a bit too quick from locking the stall door to peeing, so I figured she must be wearing thigh highs and no panties. I kept it to myself, a nice little secret that I could think back to the next time I masturbated, but as soon as we got back upstairs and the waitress brought our next round she told us that she just got her pussy waxed — completely smooth, with only a thin little landing strip — for the first time the day before. She loved it, she said. Then she hiked up her skirt to show us the lacy edges of her black thigh highs and revealed that she had no panties on. I was right! My bf reached over and started reaching up her thigh saying, I want to see, but she playfully slapped him away. I guess that will just have to wait until we go out next week or when we go to her holiday party. I’ll keep you posted 🙂

I’m inspired to make a video of myself masturbating after watching two phenomenal videos on YouPorn . For those of you not familiar with this amazing site, it’s a porn channel with user posted videos from around the globe.

Last night I watched two videos of women masturbating. The first one is a middle aged woman who chats and flirts with us as she slowly removed her dress, then peels off her bra and panties leaving on only her matching white lacy thigh highs and garter and white heels. She used only her hand and shook and screamed when she reached orgasm. My boyfriend summed it up for me when he sent me the link.

She is absolutely darling. I love the way she pleasures herself, chats, and then screams. Beautiful.

Hazel Flicks Her Moist Hairy Pussy

The second one was even better. A young squirter takes great pleasure in using her hand and her vibrator until her juices flow down her fat, swollen pussy lips. Once again my boyfriend summed it up beautifully.

She is amazing, I love watching her.  What a sensual woman with an amazing body, I love the way she moves and enjoys every touch by her own hand and her toy. To see that juice cum out of her is revelatory in a way. Wow. I’d love to eat that and be flooded with that sweet pussy juice.

It took me a couple of days to find the time to watch the video and when I finally did he was glad I, “finally watched her pleasure her beautiful pussy.” I would love to watch him eat her pussy! And then kiss me hard on the mouth!

Hairy Girls Juicy Orgasm

So now you can see shy I’m so inspired to make a video. I’ll let you all know when we make our video and have it posted. In the meantime enjoy these two!

Our watcher friend had to cancel our date last night, which was very disappointing. My bf and I had each been thinking about her all day. We were IMing our sexy thoughts back and forth while at work — hopefully neither of our companies ever decide to take a peek at our chats!

When we got home last night we were both horny. We passed by each other in the kitchen and he reached over to play with my nipples and squeeze my breasts. Then he pulled out his dick and started rubbing it. Oh, it looked so good. He told me to get on my knees. I knelt down and started to gently squeeze his balls. He whipped his dick against my face and played with my lips and mouth using his fingers. I squeezed his balls harder and gave them a little tug. He pulled my hair and positioned my face so I was sprayed with hot cum that went all over my face and neck. I licked it off my lips — salty and a little sweet. Read the rest of this entry »

Sorry for the brief hiatus, but I’ve been searching for a new job and it’s been taking up a good deal of my time. In my searches I came across a job that would be perfect for me — if only I possessed the right skills. Someone is building a new adult entertainment site and they’re looking for help. Awesome I thought, until I read down further and saw that it was for a coder. N0t in my repertoire. I can design some and I can manage any project, but I can’t code.

That job may not have been right for me, but it reminded me of something my bf and I had talked about a few years ago. I’ve always wanted to make porn. Not Playboy style, or Hustler, or girl next door or fetish, but art porn. Similar to what I did in art school. Where I went to school almost everyone did nude self portraits at least once. I loved getting naked in front of the camera and then showing it off in front of my teachers and classmates. I even had a gallery show once where they blacked out the windows and put warning signs on the door because I put so many nude photographs up on the wall.

I showed off everything, taking pictures of my tits and pussy. Some close up, some full body. On occasion I wore jewelry that I created in the metals studio or smeared fruit, honey or Vaseline all over me. Sometimes this made it challenging to operate the camera being covered in a gooey substance, but I always managed. I never asked anyone to photograph me, not even my bf. I was uninhibited, trying all sorts of different poses and framing. Then I could edit out the ones I didn’t like and put up only the best nude pics.

Once the job search is over maybe I’ll pick up the camera again and see what I can do.

Some of you may remember my tale of our first threesome — if not, or if you haven’t read it, check it our here: The Three Way Kiss. After experimenting with our college friend we took a break from threesomes for a bit of time, but when we moved in together a few years ago we decided to pick up again where we had left off. We had a great loft space in Brooklyn that my bf, being handy as he is, built out into a fantastic space. I loved our first apartment and we entertained many lovely ladies there.

This time around we didn’t have any friends who might be interested in hooking up so we ventured off on the web and set up an online profile. All of my single friends used Nerve so we gave it a try.  My bf took my picture, obscuring my face slightly because I was teaching at the time and didn’t want any students or fellow teachers to randomly find me there — that would make for an awkward day in class! He showed plenty cleavage and just enough of my face to prove that I was a real person. We answered all of the profile questions, trying to sound like the witty and fun loving couple that we are without being too cheesy. I know he took a good picture of me because not long after we posted our initial profile we met P — a sweet chick in an open marriage. Read the rest of this entry »

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I am just an average chick who loves the touch of another woman, loves to perform for my bf and have him watch while a chick licks my clit and watch him get off when he gets a blow job from someone with a truly skilled mouth. Read more in Meet Alice :)

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