TwiddlyBits' Sex Blog
The ramblings of a very horny woman.
(...with regular guest submissions from her cross-dressing husband)
Thursday, April 28, 2005
• Love-bites
Monday, April 25, 2005
• Christening the New Place
Dangly was out in the living room in the recliner watching television & I was in the office reading sex blogs and getting all hot and bothered. I suppose I could have just masturbated - goodness knows I do that enough when reading sex blogs - but I decided it was time to christen the living room of our new apartment.
I resolutely walked out there, stood directly in front of Dangly and took off my shirt - that got his attention! I then turned my back to him, bent over at the waist and pulled down my pants, in effect sticking my ass in his face. He leaned forward and cupped my bottom in his hands and planted kisses all over my cheeks.
Standing up, I finished removing my clothes and leaned down to kiss his soft lips. He reached up to play with my nipples and I patted his hands away so that I could concentrate on getting him out of his clothes - first his shirt, then his pants (it's quite a trick to take someone's pants off while they're in a reclining chair!), then his panties.
Throwing a leg over each of the arms of the chair, my feet barely touching the ground, we leaned the chair all the way back while I ground my pussy into his crotch. Dangly held me and buried his face in my chest, teasing my nipples with his tongue. I held his head tightly to my breasts and squirmed with delight.
Raising up a little, I pulled my legs inside the arms of the chair, my knees on either side of his hips, and guided his stiff cock into my pussy. Raising myself up and down, I positioned myself so that his shaft glided and bumped along my clit with each stroke. We kissed madly, almost in a frenzy.
When I could no longer manage the pumping in the chair, I wrapped my arms around Dangly's neck while he stood up and laid us down onto the new futon couch. Free to stretch out at last, I raised my legs high into the air and played with his nipples while he pumped faster and faster into me.
I groaned and squealed, letting the orgasms wash over me one after the other, my face squinched up in ecstacy. I looked up at Dangly - he always seems to watch me so intently - and finally his eyes rolled back in his head and he lost control. Thrusting his cock into me one final time, I could feel his shaft pulsing as his come shot into my pussy.
When he came down from the precipe, he nuzzled into my neck and kissed my shoulders and cheeks then finally my lips. He sighed in pleasure - as did I! - and held me close to him as we caught our breath.
Oops - looking around, we realized that we had no tissues close by, so when we disengaged, Dangly ran to the nearest bathroom & brought me some to clean up with - basically to staunch the flow of his come out of me as I made my own way to the bathroom to clean up.
I do so love making love with my husband - we always snuggle closely in bed, but on those nights when we make love, it seems like we snuggle even closer. *happy sigh*
*****
Thanks to everyone who replied regarding the "Pencil Test" -- I have always thought it a silly thing, but I had no idea it was used to torment "big girls", too. Why the hell are girls teased so much about their breasts? Little ones, big ones, it doesn't matter, we get teased! *sheesh* And people wonder why girls have such a poor self-image?!?
Personally, I happen to like my tits. Yes, there are times when I wish I could fill out my bras a little more, but for the most part, I'm quite happy with them. They're very sensitive & don't get in my way too often.
So there!
I resolutely walked out there, stood directly in front of Dangly and took off my shirt - that got his attention! I then turned my back to him, bent over at the waist and pulled down my pants, in effect sticking my ass in his face. He leaned forward and cupped my bottom in his hands and planted kisses all over my cheeks.
Standing up, I finished removing my clothes and leaned down to kiss his soft lips. He reached up to play with my nipples and I patted his hands away so that I could concentrate on getting him out of his clothes - first his shirt, then his pants (it's quite a trick to take someone's pants off while they're in a reclining chair!), then his panties.
Throwing a leg over each of the arms of the chair, my feet barely touching the ground, we leaned the chair all the way back while I ground my pussy into his crotch. Dangly held me and buried his face in my chest, teasing my nipples with his tongue. I held his head tightly to my breasts and squirmed with delight.
Raising up a little, I pulled my legs inside the arms of the chair, my knees on either side of his hips, and guided his stiff cock into my pussy. Raising myself up and down, I positioned myself so that his shaft glided and bumped along my clit with each stroke. We kissed madly, almost in a frenzy.
When I could no longer manage the pumping in the chair, I wrapped my arms around Dangly's neck while he stood up and laid us down onto the new futon couch. Free to stretch out at last, I raised my legs high into the air and played with his nipples while he pumped faster and faster into me.
I groaned and squealed, letting the orgasms wash over me one after the other, my face squinched up in ecstacy. I looked up at Dangly - he always seems to watch me so intently - and finally his eyes rolled back in his head and he lost control. Thrusting his cock into me one final time, I could feel his shaft pulsing as his come shot into my pussy.
When he came down from the precipe, he nuzzled into my neck and kissed my shoulders and cheeks then finally my lips. He sighed in pleasure - as did I! - and held me close to him as we caught our breath.
Oops - looking around, we realized that we had no tissues close by, so when we disengaged, Dangly ran to the nearest bathroom & brought me some to clean up with - basically to staunch the flow of his come out of me as I made my own way to the bathroom to clean up.
I do so love making love with my husband - we always snuggle closely in bed, but on those nights when we make love, it seems like we snuggle even closer. *happy sigh*
*****
Thanks to everyone who replied regarding the "Pencil Test" -- I have always thought it a silly thing, but I had no idea it was used to torment "big girls", too. Why the hell are girls teased so much about their breasts? Little ones, big ones, it doesn't matter, we get teased! *sheesh* And people wonder why girls have such a poor self-image?!?
Personally, I happen to like my tits. Yes, there are times when I wish I could fill out my bras a little more, but for the most part, I'm quite happy with them. They're very sensitive & don't get in my way too often.
So there!
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
• Pencil Test?
OK, here's a question for the Collective:
How do you define pass/fail the "Pencil Test"?
I've always been small-breasted. Even at my heaviest, I was a 36C, but couldn't fill out a regular bra - I could only wear demi-cup underwires. Now that I've lost all that weight (long-time readers will remember that I did Atkins & lost 35 pounds), I am down to a 34B or 36A, depending on the style of bra.
When I was in high school, I was even smaller - heck, when I graduated high school, I only weighed 100 pounds! A friend's father once told me that I "couldn't even pass the pencil test". He defined that as "if you can hold the pencil under your breast, you need a bra", otherwise your tits are so tiny, you don't need a bra.
Dangly & I got to discussing this the other day. He maintains that being able to hold a pencil under your breast is not "passing" the pencil test but is instead FAILING it - it means that they sag.
What thinkest thou?
ps. I was once named President of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee....
How do you define pass/fail the "Pencil Test"?
I've always been small-breasted. Even at my heaviest, I was a 36C, but couldn't fill out a regular bra - I could only wear demi-cup underwires. Now that I've lost all that weight (long-time readers will remember that I did Atkins & lost 35 pounds), I am down to a 34B or 36A, depending on the style of bra.
When I was in high school, I was even smaller - heck, when I graduated high school, I only weighed 100 pounds! A friend's father once told me that I "couldn't even pass the pencil test". He defined that as "if you can hold the pencil under your breast, you need a bra", otherwise your tits are so tiny, you don't need a bra.
Dangly & I got to discussing this the other day. He maintains that being able to hold a pencil under your breast is not "passing" the pencil test but is instead FAILING it - it means that they sag.
What thinkest thou?
ps. I was once named President of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee....
Friday, April 15, 2005
• Holy Shit!
Holy Shit! Is the hit counter really over 300k?!? Wow - and it was only a little while ago that it hit 250k (Jan 27) and 200k (Dec 14)....
Well, I suppose when a site gets an average of 1000 hits per day, you gotta sorta expect that to happen.
No time to post more today - big day tomorrow, too. Dangly's sick, so not much going on here. :-(
Well, I suppose when a site gets an average of 1000 hits per day, you gotta sorta expect that to happen.
No time to post more today - big day tomorrow, too. Dangly's sick, so not much going on here. :-(
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
• May I just say ...
Monday, April 11, 2005
• While I was out...
... I got a few emails from people asking me to check out their blogs & maybe link to them.
Over in the Blogroll, you'll see some new links. You'll see Curious Pussy and I'll Beg and Sex for starters.
The folks over at Booble have a sex blog, too, which I've also Blogrolled.
I don't necessarily agree 100% with all the content of all the blogs on my Blogroll, but I do find them interesting for one reason or another & like to pop in every once in a while to catch up on them. Many of them are my regular reads, while some are just ocassional. The list is in alphabetical order.
I do try to keep my Blogroll updated, so check it out whenever you come here - new sites are regularly added (and old sites pruned - generally if they haven't updated for 3 months, I'll prune the link).
In other news, a friend forwarded this link to me and can I just say that this is completely over the top? I mean come ON! *boggle*
Now I've gotta go take the car to the shop, but when I get back, I hope to post about last night! We christened another room - and some new furniture, too.
Over in the Blogroll, you'll see some new links. You'll see Curious Pussy and I'll Beg and Sex for starters.
The folks over at Booble have a sex blog, too, which I've also Blogrolled.
I don't necessarily agree 100% with all the content of all the blogs on my Blogroll, but I do find them interesting for one reason or another & like to pop in every once in a while to catch up on them. Many of them are my regular reads, while some are just ocassional. The list is in alphabetical order.
I do try to keep my Blogroll updated, so check it out whenever you come here - new sites are regularly added (and old sites pruned - generally if they haven't updated for 3 months, I'll prune the link).
In other news, a friend forwarded this link to me and can I just say that this is completely over the top? I mean come ON! *boggle*
Now I've gotta go take the car to the shop, but when I get back, I hope to post about last night! We christened another room - and some new furniture, too.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
• Wow, that's a long one!
... a long hiatus, I mean. Honestly, I didn't mean to be gone quite *this* long! However, in addition to moving, I got into a funk - I think I skipped my meds (St. John's Wort) too many times & the last of the winter doldrums came over me hard. I was just not in any sort of mood to be writing about sex - barely in any mood to even be *having* it (which is unusual for me) - and I haven't even been reading other sex blogs (boy do I have a lot of catching up to do!!).
I really appreciate the attempts of Monk to get me to snap out of it - I owe ya one, Monk. ;-)
And so it was that I welcomed the advent of my period this month because I knew that when it was over, I would again feel that spark, that warmth between my legs, that deep desire to have a throbbing hard cock wedged firmly in my hot pussy. I was not disappointed! Last night was the first night without my Keeper and I practically accosted poor Dangly, even though he's been feeling under the weather lately.
But first...
One positive thing did happen during the hiatus. Most of you will remember that I got my nipples pierced when I went to Europe last summer. They're supposed to take 6 months to heal (which was February) & the right one was on schedule, but the left one was weird. It *looked* fine, but I'd have intermittent pain. Sharp pain followed by dull throbbing aches that couldn't be replicated by pinching or pulling or twisting - sometimes the pain would just happen without even touching it! Quite frustrating & I was beginning to get scared.
I decided to take my jewelry out & soak it in alcohol & swab down the empty holes. I unscrewed the ball from the end of the bar and pulled out the post. YOW!!! That hurt like hell! WTF?!? I looked down and there was a fine black ring of ... something sticking out of the hole in my nipple. I carefully pulled it out with my fingernails and examined it. At first I thought it might have been a hair that had somehow gotten in there, but this was a perfect ring, not a hair. I showed it to Dangly and he agreed with me - it looked like a piece of metal. Perhaps a bit of machining detritus from my jewelry? Could *that* have been what was causing the pain? It seems so, as I have had NO PAIN since removing it! YAY! Dangly said that he would have to pay some special attention to that nipple now that it's on the mend.
After a night out to dinner and a show, he helped me get undressed. Putting his arms tight around me, he kissed my nipples gently, then slowly drew one into his mouth, his tongue running rampant over it. I squirmed and he gripped me tighter, not letting me go. I fell onto the bed and clutched his head tightly to me, my pussy starting to zing from the stimulation.
One of Dangly's hands roamed around my waist and slid down between my legs from behind. I jumped as his fingers burrowed their way into my cunt.
Pushing him away, I climbed on top of him, pulled his cock out of his panties and impaled myself on it. Spreading my legs and leaning forward, I presented my nipples to him as I thrust my hips vigorously - this position makes the full length of his shaft rub against my clit on every stroke. He held onto me as he lifted his head to my tits. It was only a moment before he started shuddering and convulsing in orgasm.
But I wasn't finished! This was one of the VERY rare instances where he left me hanging!
He apologized profusely, but I told him to stop apologizing and grab the vibrator which he did. Holding him with one arm, my other hand pressed the buzzing Candy G hard against my clit while his tongue darted over one nipple, his other hand pinching and pulling the other. I was really worked up, too, so it really didn't take very long before I was panting and squealing from my own orgasm.
He held me, kissing me gently, while I came down from that high....
I really appreciate the attempts of Monk to get me to snap out of it - I owe ya one, Monk. ;-)
And so it was that I welcomed the advent of my period this month because I knew that when it was over, I would again feel that spark, that warmth between my legs, that deep desire to have a throbbing hard cock wedged firmly in my hot pussy. I was not disappointed! Last night was the first night without my Keeper and I practically accosted poor Dangly, even though he's been feeling under the weather lately.
But first...
One positive thing did happen during the hiatus. Most of you will remember that I got my nipples pierced when I went to Europe last summer. They're supposed to take 6 months to heal (which was February) & the right one was on schedule, but the left one was weird. It *looked* fine, but I'd have intermittent pain. Sharp pain followed by dull throbbing aches that couldn't be replicated by pinching or pulling or twisting - sometimes the pain would just happen without even touching it! Quite frustrating & I was beginning to get scared.
I decided to take my jewelry out & soak it in alcohol & swab down the empty holes. I unscrewed the ball from the end of the bar and pulled out the post. YOW!!! That hurt like hell! WTF?!? I looked down and there was a fine black ring of ... something sticking out of the hole in my nipple. I carefully pulled it out with my fingernails and examined it. At first I thought it might have been a hair that had somehow gotten in there, but this was a perfect ring, not a hair. I showed it to Dangly and he agreed with me - it looked like a piece of metal. Perhaps a bit of machining detritus from my jewelry? Could *that* have been what was causing the pain? It seems so, as I have had NO PAIN since removing it! YAY! Dangly said that he would have to pay some special attention to that nipple now that it's on the mend.
After a night out to dinner and a show, he helped me get undressed. Putting his arms tight around me, he kissed my nipples gently, then slowly drew one into his mouth, his tongue running rampant over it. I squirmed and he gripped me tighter, not letting me go. I fell onto the bed and clutched his head tightly to me, my pussy starting to zing from the stimulation.
One of Dangly's hands roamed around my waist and slid down between my legs from behind. I jumped as his fingers burrowed their way into my cunt.
Pushing him away, I climbed on top of him, pulled his cock out of his panties and impaled myself on it. Spreading my legs and leaning forward, I presented my nipples to him as I thrust my hips vigorously - this position makes the full length of his shaft rub against my clit on every stroke. He held onto me as he lifted his head to my tits. It was only a moment before he started shuddering and convulsing in orgasm.
But I wasn't finished! This was one of the VERY rare instances where he left me hanging!
He apologized profusely, but I told him to stop apologizing and grab the vibrator which he did. Holding him with one arm, my other hand pressed the buzzing Candy G hard against my clit while his tongue darted over one nipple, his other hand pinching and pulling the other. I was really worked up, too, so it really didn't take very long before I was panting and squealing from my own orgasm.
He held me, kissing me gently, while I came down from that high....