TwiddlyBits' Sex Blog
The ramblings of a very horny woman.
(...with regular guest submissions from her cross-dressing husband)
Monday, March 15, 2004
• Weekend stuff
Not much going on here this past week, but I'll give a status update, anyway.
Thursday night, Dangly shaved me so that I could go to the beach on Friday afternoon. My favorite beach is a clothing-optional beach in a sheltered cove. It's State-owned property and used to be a privately-run facility, but 2 years ago, the State decided to take it back & has done nothing with it since (hey, at least admission is free now!).
When I came around the mountain pass to the parking lot, I was greatly surprised (and momentarily distressed) to see the parking lot GONE! There was a giant mound of dirt there and bulldozers crawling about going back & forth across the road. Seems they had torn up a good bit of the side of the cliff, too. They did leave a smaller parking area and, after ascertaining that the beach was indeed still there & reachable, I maneuvered my vehicle over to it. Carefully crossing the mountain highway, I made my way down the steep driveway, then over to the 176-step staircase and down to the beach. (By the way, my calves are ACHING after climbing down - and back up! - that damn staircase!)
I tried to see what all the construction was about, but couldn't get a clear look at it. I think they're re-inforcing the cliff-side to reduce the chance of landslides (the area is known for them) and possibly to build facilities so that the State can run the place after all. I hope they finally put in decent bathrooms.
Anyway, I strolled along the sand until I found a nice sheltered area - it's warm in the sun, but the wind can still be a bit chilly this time of year. I spread out my towel & took off my clothes & basked in the sun, kissed by the wind. A little while later a nice young man (perhaps mid-20s?) stopped by to ask if I wanted some suntan lotion on my back. I declined & I've been kicking myself ever since! He was CUTE! *sigh* Why did I decline? I have no idea; maybe I'm just shy. Anyway, Dangly has been teasing me about it ever since (he says, "Do you have any idea how much courage it took for him to even ask?!?") & I've decided that the next time I go (maybe this coming Friday?), I'll look for him & if he's there, I'll approach him with a bottle of suntan lotion and ask him to slather me up!
Eventually, I got dressed and left the beach, went home, showered & changed so that Dangly & I could go out to dinner with some friends. (Not sex friends, so nothing to tell there.)
The next day, we had a lunch date with the most recent gentleman I'd met via AFF, who I will call "F". After some phone calls back and forth, we decided on a restaurant and a time to meet. Dangly & I got there first & waited outside in the sun. I had seen a picture of F, but do people ever really look like their pictures? I scanned the crowded street, trying to spot him. Finally I saw him & smiled - and he smiled back! We went inside & had a great lunch - we all got along really well. It turns out he's Canadian, too, so he & Dangly had some old-home-week stuff to talk about. He's an intelligent guy, well-spoken, not a bit shy and damn good lookin'! Hot, even. Ssssmokin'!
Apparently, he liked us, too, because he invited us to hang with him for the rest of the day, but we were having an overnight guest (again, a non-sex friend) that night & needed to get going (to tidy the house, do some laundry, etc.) and so, unfortunately, had to decline. We did schedule a weekend together in a couple of weeks, so I hope to have all kinds of HOT action to tell you about then! I can't wait!!
(Gee, can you tell I'm more than a little attracted to the guy? Sheesh! Calm down, girl!)
Thursday night, Dangly shaved me so that I could go to the beach on Friday afternoon. My favorite beach is a clothing-optional beach in a sheltered cove. It's State-owned property and used to be a privately-run facility, but 2 years ago, the State decided to take it back & has done nothing with it since (hey, at least admission is free now!).
When I came around the mountain pass to the parking lot, I was greatly surprised (and momentarily distressed) to see the parking lot GONE! There was a giant mound of dirt there and bulldozers crawling about going back & forth across the road. Seems they had torn up a good bit of the side of the cliff, too. They did leave a smaller parking area and, after ascertaining that the beach was indeed still there & reachable, I maneuvered my vehicle over to it. Carefully crossing the mountain highway, I made my way down the steep driveway, then over to the 176-step staircase and down to the beach. (By the way, my calves are ACHING after climbing down - and back up! - that damn staircase!)
I tried to see what all the construction was about, but couldn't get a clear look at it. I think they're re-inforcing the cliff-side to reduce the chance of landslides (the area is known for them) and possibly to build facilities so that the State can run the place after all. I hope they finally put in decent bathrooms.
Anyway, I strolled along the sand until I found a nice sheltered area - it's warm in the sun, but the wind can still be a bit chilly this time of year. I spread out my towel & took off my clothes & basked in the sun, kissed by the wind. A little while later a nice young man (perhaps mid-20s?) stopped by to ask if I wanted some suntan lotion on my back. I declined & I've been kicking myself ever since! He was CUTE! *sigh* Why did I decline? I have no idea; maybe I'm just shy. Anyway, Dangly has been teasing me about it ever since (he says, "Do you have any idea how much courage it took for him to even ask?!?") & I've decided that the next time I go (maybe this coming Friday?), I'll look for him & if he's there, I'll approach him with a bottle of suntan lotion and ask him to slather me up!
Eventually, I got dressed and left the beach, went home, showered & changed so that Dangly & I could go out to dinner with some friends. (Not sex friends, so nothing to tell there.)
The next day, we had a lunch date with the most recent gentleman I'd met via AFF, who I will call "F". After some phone calls back and forth, we decided on a restaurant and a time to meet. Dangly & I got there first & waited outside in the sun. I had seen a picture of F, but do people ever really look like their pictures? I scanned the crowded street, trying to spot him. Finally I saw him & smiled - and he smiled back! We went inside & had a great lunch - we all got along really well. It turns out he's Canadian, too, so he & Dangly had some old-home-week stuff to talk about. He's an intelligent guy, well-spoken, not a bit shy and damn good lookin'! Hot, even. Ssssmokin'!
Apparently, he liked us, too, because he invited us to hang with him for the rest of the day, but we were having an overnight guest (again, a non-sex friend) that night & needed to get going (to tidy the house, do some laundry, etc.) and so, unfortunately, had to decline. We did schedule a weekend together in a couple of weeks, so I hope to have all kinds of HOT action to tell you about then! I can't wait!!
(Gee, can you tell I'm more than a little attracted to the guy? Sheesh! Calm down, girl!)
Friday, March 05, 2004
• Cunnilingus...
... having a box lunch at the Y, canyon yodeling, carpet munching, clam diving, having dinner beneath the bridge, dipping the brush, doing it the French way, donning the beard, drinking at the fuzzy cup, eating a kipper pie, face fucking, practicing the French arts, having a fur burger with a side of thighs, indulging in gamahuche, going way down South in Dixie, growling at the badger, kneeling at the altar, performing labial titillation, licking the beaver, making mouth music, muff diving, mumbling in the moss, ocean pinking, parting the fuzz, playing in the sandbox, pug noshing, pussy-nibbling, shrimping, speaking in tongues, talking to the canoe driver, tipping the velvet, whistling in the dark, worshipping at the altar, or yodeling up the valley, whatever you want to call it, *I LOVE IT*!!!
Last night, as it was time to retire, Dangly sat on the edge of the bed to undress me, as is our regular custom. Honestly, you can't expect a pampered princess like me to undress herself, can you? I had worn a pair of tanga panties because he recently told me that he thinks they're sexier than thongs - something about the way the fabric hugs the curve of my ass. I gave him a good show while wearing them, rubbing my ass along his chest and down onto his crotch, his hands caressing my bottom, never staying still. I knew I was sopping wet when he removed my panties, so I sat in his lap, facing away from him and encouraged his hands to wander.
His fingers dipped into the well and spread my dew around, his other hand toying with my nipple while he gently breathed in my ear. I was shuddering in orgasmic delight in no time, bucking against his body.
I stood up and turned around to face him, straddling him, kneeling on the bed. I grabbed his head and thrust my nipple into his mouth. He obliged by gently biting and sucking it, one arm wrapping around my body to reach my cunt, the other hand pinching my other nipple while I whimpered and gasped.
Eventually, he ended up with his face between my legs, earnestly tonguing my clit, holding on for dear life as my hips gyrated beneath him. I don't know what the hell it is he does down there, but if his technique could be bottled, there'd be lots of happy women out there, lost in the bliss of orolabial stimulation. He should teach classes which all men should be required to attend.
Needless to say, I ended the night happily exhausted, my circuit breakers tripped, barely able to speak coherently enough to say "thank you".
I am a happy woman indeed.
Last night, as it was time to retire, Dangly sat on the edge of the bed to undress me, as is our regular custom. Honestly, you can't expect a pampered princess like me to undress herself, can you? I had worn a pair of tanga panties because he recently told me that he thinks they're sexier than thongs - something about the way the fabric hugs the curve of my ass. I gave him a good show while wearing them, rubbing my ass along his chest and down onto his crotch, his hands caressing my bottom, never staying still. I knew I was sopping wet when he removed my panties, so I sat in his lap, facing away from him and encouraged his hands to wander.
His fingers dipped into the well and spread my dew around, his other hand toying with my nipple while he gently breathed in my ear. I was shuddering in orgasmic delight in no time, bucking against his body.
I stood up and turned around to face him, straddling him, kneeling on the bed. I grabbed his head and thrust my nipple into his mouth. He obliged by gently biting and sucking it, one arm wrapping around my body to reach my cunt, the other hand pinching my other nipple while I whimpered and gasped.
Eventually, he ended up with his face between my legs, earnestly tonguing my clit, holding on for dear life as my hips gyrated beneath him. I don't know what the hell it is he does down there, but if his technique could be bottled, there'd be lots of happy women out there, lost in the bliss of orolabial stimulation. He should teach classes which all men should be required to attend.
Needless to say, I ended the night happily exhausted, my circuit breakers tripped, barely able to speak coherently enough to say "thank you".
I am a happy woman indeed.
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
• I don't know what's worse...
... being sick, being on my period, or being sick *while* I'm on my period. :-(
Ugh.
I was in bed *all day* yesterday - alone, sleeping, sick as a dog. I got up for about an hour to eat lunch, then snoozed the rest of the day. I got up when Dangly got home from work and fixed supper & generally tried to behave like a human being during the evening, but I pooped out again at about 10pm.
Today is better. I'm not 100% yet - I still feel week and wobbly - but hopefully will be soon. All that sleeping definitely helped. I've just been so busy lately & I've been fighting this thing off for a couple of weeks now & I guess it finally caught up with me.
I need to get my strength back soon, I have to be out of town on business this weekend & can't afford to be sick!
In other news, I heard from R. He said that he didn't get the email I sent with the directions, so he figured I was too busy to meet. We've regrouped and will plan to meet again sometime in April.
Meanwhile, Dangly & I will be having lunch with another AFF candidate in mid-March.
*chuckle* I have to laugh. Ever since I updated my AFF profile to say that 1) my husband is a cross-dresser; and 2) DP is a fantasy of mine, I've been practically deluged with AFF emails!
Oh, and I put up a redhead pic on the Gallery page.
Ugh.
I was in bed *all day* yesterday - alone, sleeping, sick as a dog. I got up for about an hour to eat lunch, then snoozed the rest of the day. I got up when Dangly got home from work and fixed supper & generally tried to behave like a human being during the evening, but I pooped out again at about 10pm.
Today is better. I'm not 100% yet - I still feel week and wobbly - but hopefully will be soon. All that sleeping definitely helped. I've just been so busy lately & I've been fighting this thing off for a couple of weeks now & I guess it finally caught up with me.
I need to get my strength back soon, I have to be out of town on business this weekend & can't afford to be sick!
In other news, I heard from R. He said that he didn't get the email I sent with the directions, so he figured I was too busy to meet. We've regrouped and will plan to meet again sometime in April.
Meanwhile, Dangly & I will be having lunch with another AFF candidate in mid-March.
*chuckle* I have to laugh. Ever since I updated my AFF profile to say that 1) my husband is a cross-dresser; and 2) DP is a fantasy of mine, I've been practically deluged with AFF emails!
Oh, and I put up a redhead pic on the Gallery page.