oh god
i am so inordinantly horny right now that i am basically fantasizing about picking up strangers and fucking them. not talking or finding out their names or anything, just fucking them.
i’m basically wet all the time these days and soaked a good portion of the time. i wear yoga clothing for a living so you can imagine how often i have to change.
i finally gave in and ordered a vibe off the internet. my first one. how i got to be this age and never buy a sex toy is totally beyond me now that i’ve done it once. it isn’t even here yet and i’m already considering my next purchase.
i fantasize about being watched while i masturbate, i imagine that men are all thinking about putting their rock hard cocks deep into my soaking wet pussy. the kind of putting where you just slam it all the way in without even touching her first. the kind you can only do when you’re incredibly fucking horny or fucking an incredible slut.
i imagine a digital camera magically appearing and taking explicitly pornographic photographs of my genitalia and then sending them to whoever sent me the camera. and then i imagine masturbating and thinking about them masturbating to pictures of me…
i look at the men i pass in the street through a lust filled haze, all i can see is their hips and their penises and if they have the kind of bum that just shouts out to be grabbed and held on to? the kind of bum you ache to leave your nails in? i have to go home and change. it’s getting out of hand. my pussy is pulsing right now as i type this. in fact? i’m going to finish this post and go masturbate. again!
it is downright stunning to me the effect that starting this blog is having on me. i mean don’t get me wrong, i’ve been in search of my sex drive for a long time and this is only the latest step. i’ve been looking over hill and beyond dale for said sex drive even.
there was a quest.
and i’ve gone through horny periods before for sure, but never with this same insistent need to touch myself for so many days on end. i almost can’t bear to go out because the urge might strike.
i wonder if this will change my pheremones and if i will be offered more sex… it worked a little on saturday, let’s see if it keeps up, i have intentions to go dancinghuntingdancing because if i don’t get fucked soon i’m going to break.
my vibe showing up will help, i ordered the one the woman with the biggest sex drive i’ve ever met recommended… and all her friends agree with her.
actually it might not help, it might just make this overwhelming need to feel a hard cock knocking on my cervix while my face gets slammed into a pillow and my clit gets mashed even less bearable. i might be driven to go out dancing in that dress, that little black see through dress…
if i don’t get sex, and a lot of it, and soon i won’t be responsible for my actions. hell, if i had a cucumber in my fridge i would fuck it right this second… and i wouldn’t even bother to finger myself first, i would take myself quick and hard and dirty.
almost savage.
shit, who needs a cucumber…
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it’s hard to write into a vacuum you know, comments would be appreciated…
