TwiddlyBits' Sex Blog

Sorry it's been quiet for so long, but I was away for the weekend on a business trip & Dangly had to work over the weekend, so no blogging. :-(

However, as requested, I have posted a picture of my assalicious pants over on the gallery page. Red Ted wanted a pic "from the rear full body", so that's what he got! :-)

Enjoy!

Those of you who've been reading my blog for a little while know that I've been on the Atkins Plan. I've lost nearly 30 pounds since mid-June.

You know what else? I look good, too.

In fact, make that "I look GOOOOOOOOD!" :-D

I'm getting very close to my mind's eye view of my body. My original "goal weight" was 125 lbs, but now as I weigh in at 140, I'm thinking that I don't need to get all the way down to 125. 135 may be enough, or possibly 130.

I have accepted a couple of things:

1. My thighs have *always* been bigger, proportionately, than the rest of my legs, IMO. This was true even when I weighed 100 lbs. I think it's 'cause I was a bit of a jock as a kid - I rode my bike all the time, climbed trees, and ran track. No matter how much weight I lose, my thighs will *never* be what I consider "svelte". That's OK.

2. I've always had a little bit of a belly - even when I was 100 lbs. Not as big as I had at 170, mind you, but just a little one. Past boyfriends & lovers always thought it was "cute". So, I have a belly-dancer's belly. That's also OK.

3. My boobs are small. See 1 & 2 above. That's OK, too, 'cause they're really sensitive & Dangly loves to play with them for hours on end. :-)

As I told Red Ted, I've always thought about all that weight as a legacy of my first marriage.

You see, I weighed 100 lbs when I graduated high school. I put on the "Freshman Fifteen" when I first went away to University and stayed at 115 for a couple of years. Over the course of the next 5 years, I put on another 10 pounds. That was all ok. I was 24 years old, I weighed 125 lbs, man I was HOT!

But, that year was a seminal one for my first marriage. Things were never really good between us - we fought all the time & he was paranoid and insanely jealous over all sorts of imagined things. (I've since come to believe that my ex-husband is bipolar. It's the only thing that explains his completely irrational & illogical behavior.) But that year was when things got really REALLY bad. I was in school full time, plus working 30 hours per week & he had his first "full time" job ever. The pressure was too much & our marriage never recovered.

I put on 40 pounds that year. >>> FORTY POUNDS IN ONE YEAR! <<<

Over the course of the following 5 years, I put on another 5 pounds, ending up at 170 lbs by age 30. I was miserable & my then-husband's snide comments didn't help.

(May I say that one benefit of the weight gain was that I went from an A cup to a C cup?)

So, this weight was a very real & tangible legacy of all of that unhappiness.

This spring, I resolved to finally shed this reminder. I had tried various diets and exercise programs in the past to varying degrees of success, but I must have just been "ready" this time. I have been *very* happy with the results.

So, very VERY soon, I will be where I want to be as far as body shape/size, maybe less than a month.

I can hardly wait!!

ps. a couple of days ago, one of my best friends & my sister-in-law both gave me pants that no longer fit them. All of my pants were too big - some of them LOTS too big - and I am reluctant to buy any clothes until I get to my final weight. So, Sunday night I was trying on these new-to-me pants. There's one pair of beige, brushed cotton (ooooh, feels soooo goood!) pants with thigh pockets, similar to the pants that Lara Croft wears in "Tomb Raider". I put them on and Dangly got this big goofy grin on his face & just couldn't keep his eyes off of my ass! I asked him, "Do they look ok?" He grinned even wider and said, "Oh, YEEEAAHH!" LOL! I've been thinking of getting a good pair of ass-aliscious pants & I think these are them!

I've got a few things I've been saving up for posting.

I, like other bloggers, frequently check my site's stats to see how people find my site. As you can see from the Referrers list in the left-hand nav pane, most people arrive here from links on other blogs or blog directories. But some people get here via Google or some other search engine. Sometimes they're searching for something simple and straightforward like "sex blog", but other times...

• dirty panties
• clean pussy
Um, are those mutually exclusive?

• waste cincher
No, that's here.
psst, I think you mean "waist"....

• dripping vag face
Try here
don't say I didn't warn you

• "3 LILLIES" +movie
I wonder if this is what they were expecting?

• feeldoe
OK, I get that one; that's a good one. But then there's also:
• feeldoe talk
Talking sex toys? Is that like some sort of Teddy Ruxbin Plushifilia?

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I took a couple of those quizzes:


Tomboy


What kind of little girl were YOU?
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You belong in Time Enough For Love. You are older
than you look. Your wit and wisdom are prized
by others. People throw themselves on you,
begging to be with you.


Which Heinlein Book Should You Have Been A Character In?
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I dug this picture out of my archives. I've always thought it was funny, but in light of my previous posting, maybe it's even funnier. :-) Believe it or not, I think that the pic was from an advertisement of some sort, oh, maybe 5 years ago now. If anybody else remembers what product was being hawked, please be a dear and let the rest of us know, too.

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And *finally* I'll tell you about part of our Labor Day Weekend. As you may recall, Dangly & I went to go see A & S. We left home on Thursday afternoon and arrived at their place on Friday in the early evening.

Poor A had a migraine, so we mostly just sat around and chatted all evening.

S had bicycled out to her place and so was all sweaty and grimy, so he & I showered together. It was so different from the first time we had showered together back over Thanksgiving when they came to visit us. Back then, he was really shy - he maintains that he doesn't like to "assume" things. My response: We were in the shower!

This time, not even a hint of a trace of shyness. He played with my nipples and my clit when he soaped me up and then rinsed me off & paid them even more attention. Of course, I had to do a "soap check" after I had washed his cock, and what's the most efficient way to check for soap? By taste, of course! *grin*

I love sucking on S's cock because he's so responsive. He throws his head back and sucks in his breath in pleasure, which makes me hornier and encourages me to flick my tongue around even more. After we were both clean, we stood under the warm running water and held each other, our mouths and tongues flitting over the other's body, giggling and moaning in pleasure. At one point, S picked me up & tried to put his cock in me while holding me. Maybe I was too nervous about falling down in the shower, or maybe it was just that there was no good place to put my feet, but it didn't work. :-(

[Note to S: Next time, just bend me over!]

After drying each other off, we headed back downstairs. A was just feeling too bad to feel sexy, so after chatting some more, we decided it was time to go to bed, A let Dangly & me have her bedroom (Dangly is very allergic to all manner of fur & feathers and A has 2 cats & 2 dogs. She had sent the dogs away and the cats were confined to the laundry room. The pets don't sleep in the master bedroom, so it was the best place for Dangly to be.). She's got a soft-sided water bed which just felt *heavenly*.

In bed, Dangly asked me about all the giggling that had emanated from the shower, so I told him all about it. Whenever I tell him what I've done with other people, his cock gets rock hard & even though his eyes were red & swollen from the allergens, I knew he was getting really horny. (and as for me, knowing that he's horny usually has the effect of making me really really wet!) So, I pulled him over on top of me and he slid his cock into me and we made love, me coming two or three times while I told him more details about the shower. His whole body shuddered when he came and his eyes rolled back in his head. He collapsed on me, then came to and we snuggled for a little bit before cleaning up and spooning for sleep.

The next day we all piled into the 4WD Subaru and headed off to some clothing-optional hot springs, but I'll tell y'all about that later.

I haven't posted any real content here for over a week. There's a reason - other than I've just been terribly busy & have been playing around with CSS, RSS, and validating my HTML.

The reason has to do with my deepest, darkest secret that nobody - and I mean NOBODY - but DanglyBits knows. It was very difficult for me to tell him about it, especially because we hadn't known each other all that long.

I had never even considered telling my ex-husband about it. He would have freaked out and I would have had to put up with his derisive comments for literally years afterward.

But, this deep, dark secret was the source of so many of my sexual hangups in the past. Dangly can tell you - and perhaps you've figured it out already from this blog - that I don't seem to have any hangups anymore. By telling Dangly this deep, dark secret, it seemed to exorcise that demon from my mind.

That doesn't mean that I go around telling everyone about it, though.

(and I admit to a certain level of fear and trepidation in posting this entry because I know that some of my lovers read this blog - I'm hoping that they, like Dangly, will still love me anyway)

So, why am I telling all of you this secret of mine? Because after reading this post over at Erotic Truth earlier this week, it's been tearing me up inside. I've already discussed it with Dangly & he understands my point.

I'm hoping all of you will, too.

Have you guessed my secret yet? I think it's fairly obvious by this point, but just in case it isn't, I'll be blunt: When I was a 10 year old child, I let a dog lick my pussy. I did it because it felt good.

I never got caught, but as I got older, the shame of it filled my heart and hampered my ability to enjoy receiving oral sex. All I could think about was that dog and I'd tense up and demand my partner stop. If I closed my eyes, I could tolerate it longer -- looking down at the cunnilinguist just reminded me of seeing the dog between my legs. In my first marriage, knowing that I could never tell my (then-) husband just made it worse. I'm positive that this was a source of many of our sexual problems (but not all of them - he was a jerk in the bedroom even before the first time he went down on me).

In the post above, Mistress writes:

My friend started screaming at the daughter and said if she ever saw that again, they'd get rid of the dog.

My concern here is for the little girl. I think the mother over-reacted. I think that her reaction just shamed the girl and will quite possibly hamper her sexual self-image for years to come. I worry that another "frigid" woman has just been created. Statistics show that many times, people who are shamed like this turn that shame inside out and "act out" on it, either through violence or self-abuse of some description.

Now, I don't have kids, so I know some of you will dismiss my opinion as invalid because of that. I'm also not one of those "Now, Johnny, it's not polite to poke a pencil in your friend's eye, you'd better apologize right away" people, either. I believe in teaching kids that actions have consequences, however unpleasant they may be, and that they are responsible for their own actions. (There are lots of adults around who need to learn that, too.)

How do I think the mother *should* have reacted? I think she should have just said something like, "Honey, I know that feels good, but it's inappropriate to do that sort of thing with the dog" and answered any questions that come up afterwards.

The article didn't say one way or another, but I hope she talked to the older daughter about it, too, because in my opinion, it *is* inappropriate behavior. I don't believe that bestiality is either appropriate or humane.

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OK, now that that's off of my chest, I am reminded of an interesting chapter from a biography of Carl Sagan, of all people. Scroll down to the sample chapter and you'll see what I mean.

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In other news, I've added a couple more pics to the Gallery page, too, as well as adding a "Referrers" script over in the left-hand nav bar. I added it last night, but didn't get a chance to tweak it, so if you came by this morning and the left-hand nav bar was all fucked up, I apologize. It should work fine now.

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Dangly reminds me that I haven't fulfilled my promise to post about our clothing-optional experience back over Labor Day when we went to visit A & S. Perhaps I'll do that tonight.

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I am also toying with the idea (no pun intended) of putting up another page entitled "TwiddlyBits' Toy Box" on which I list the items in my toy box & give a review of them. What do y'all think? Would that be a good idea? I could include the comment code so others could post reviews of their own.

[UPDATE: This poll has been closed & the results collected. Thanks to everyone who voted!]

I started a Canadian Sex Bloggers ring since there seem to be so many sex blogs out there by Canadians. If you're interested in adding your site to the ring, click the link over there in the left-hand nav bar.

And speaking of the left-hand nav bar, anybody out there know enough about CSS to help me get that last ">" mark on the same line as the rest of it? *mutter*

... more pictures!

I've added a link to a new Picture Gallery to the left-hand nav bar.

I'll add more pics to the page as more become available, but right now it contains the 4 of me in the Mediterranean costume as well as 4 of me in my tanga panties that we took last night.

I've still got 20 pounds to go to get to my goal weight, but Atkins is still working for me!

• I loved seeing the look of sheer delight on your face when I walked into the kitchen wearing nothing but my pink camisole top and black tanga panties
• I loved the way your hands gravitated to my waist to rest on my hips and then on to the small of my back before finding their way down to my ass
• I loved the way you gently (and not-so-gently) bit me between my shoulder and neck - you seemed to know that the more aroused I was, the more not-so-gentle you could be
• I loved that you rubbed against me so I could feel your growing excitement
• I loved the way you set me onto the counter so you could lift my shirt and caress my breasts, sucking and nibbling on my nipples until I moaned
• I loved it when you almost ran to the chair in your eagerness
• I loved it when you helped me out of my panties, tossing them aside
• I loved how you threw your head back in ecstacy when I lowered my dripping wet pussy onto your very hard cock
• I loved the way you held my hips while I ground my clit along your shaft
• I loved the way you ground your hips around, too
• I really loved it when you put your finger in my ass
• I loved coming all over your cock, taking a moment to recover, then doing it again... and again
• I loved watching your face when you came
• I loved cuddling with you afterwards, occasionally grinding my hips into yours, rubbing my clit against you, basking in the after-shocks

Last weekend, A gave me a great new outfit! Dangly took pics of me in it today & I had to share.

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and yes, I promise I'll post about our adventures from last weekend when Dangly & I went to visit A & S very soon!

Here are the interview questions that Texas T-Bone asked me (and my answers, of course!):

1. So, does your husband ever borrow some of your clothes without asking? What's the strangest item?

Actually, Dangly doesn't wear my clothes. His femme-self has her own wardrobe that's actually much higher quality than anything I've got! :-) Sometimes I will wear one of her articles of clothing - she's got some nice camisoles - but I've been building my own wardrobe, so I wear her stuff less and less often. Now, there *are* some articles in *his* wardrobe that I adore - mostly the bigger "man-style" shirts.

2. Where is the strangest place you've ever had sex?

With my husband? or just in general? Hmmm, I'll answer both ways:
a) With my husband: I think that would have to be the kitchen counter (while cooking dinner). Not very "strange", I know, but we've only been together a little less than 3 years & haven't had any outdoor sex (yet).
b) Before I met my husband: Behind the concession stand at a high school football field late at night when there was nobody around. I was 19 yrs old & was with one of my boyfriends at the time (I was dating & sleeping with 4 men - all of them knew about the others.) and we had gone to a movie & had to drive past the school on the way home, so we pulled over & did it.

3. List and discuss five ways a man can make himself more attractive to women.

You sound like my high school English teacher! LOL! OK, here goes:
a) Hygiene - I really think this goes without saying. There's nothing worse than a person with bad personal hygiene. Keep your Property clean (and I'm not just talking about genitals, but teeth & hair, too)!
b) Clothing - Clean clothes, of course, but also clothing that doesn't look like it's been wadded up under the bed for the past 15 years. And what's with all the ripped clothing? shudder
c) Respect - Show some respect to the people around you. Don't be an asshole. *Especially* treat your SO with loving respect.
d) See a), b), & c).
e) See a), b), & c).
Those are NOT copouts! I honestly think those are the 3 most important things any person can do to make themselves attractive to their target gender.

4. Would you rather have perfect health or have all your sexual desires met as well as your house infested with termites?

Hmm, since there's no such thing as "perfect health", I'll have to take Door Number Two, Monty! :-)

5. What is the most important thing a man can do to make his woman happy - in bed or otherwise?

Treat her with dignity and respect. Treat her like a human being whose concerns, ideas and thoughts are important. Show her that she's central in your life and that you enjoy spending time with her. All of those things apply to both the "in bed" and the "otherwise"! I find it very difficult to be sexually attracted to a man who treats me like shit. I suffered through that in my first marriage and it's something I absolutely will NOT tolerate now. Fortunately, I don't have to! Dangly treats me wonderfully. happy sigh

I'm supposed to offer other people the chance to get interviewed, but I've already done that once, so I'm not gonna do it again! Deal with it. :-)

I was catching up on my blog reading after having been gone all weekend & came across this question at Wired Tales:

How do you feel about kissing someone after he/she just went down on you?

There were quite a few comments on that blog entry and one in particular struck a chord with me:

if you wouldn't put your mouth on it, then you shouldn't put your dick in it

I have to say that I agree with ms lauren and (a modification of) the above has been a "motto" of mine for several years: "If it's not clean enough to put in my mouth, it's not clean enough to put in my pussy."

And, because I feel this way, I keep a clean Property myself. I wouldn't dream of asking anybody to go down on me unless I was clean.

As for the bodily fluid thing - I like to lick my pussy juices off of Dangly's chin. I think I surprised him the first time I did it, actually, but I remember thinking, "He's just given me the best head I've ever had in my entire life. How in the world could I refuse to kiss him now??" Well, when he kissed me, his lips were so soft and warm from having just been in my pussy, that I went ahead and licked him clean, too. :-)

He has no problem kissing me after a blow job -- even though he rarely comes from oral stimulation, the few times he has, there has been no issue with kissing me afterwards.

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Also at Wired Tales was this article in which he says:

It also may appear to be a paradox that I have no interest in visiting a nudist (or "naturist", as they like to call themselves) camp. It might be tempting, if they were being marketed as simply a place where you can go outdoors naked and not be bothered. They seem keen on community, with a heavy schedule of social activities (like a cruise ship on land). I don't want to be part of a community of naked people, even temporarily: They're out there to "live free and natural": I'm out there specifically to get aroused. (I guess this makes me a pervert.)

*chuckle* You and me both! I love to go to nude beaches and would love to go camping - or just about anything outside - in the nude, but I find myself shying away from the social activities that seem so prevalent in the nudist/naturist world. Maybe it's that most nudist/naturist organizations frown on any sexual displays? I *like* to watch other people when I'm at the nude beach, and certainly don't mind if others watch me.

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On that note, I will say that I have stories to tell about our weekend trip - one of which involves a clothing-optional place. But, I'm running short on time today & will have to post about it later this week.