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Fuck spelling mistakes, just make love
I have always wondered, when the moment would arrive that I would register my own sex escapades on the world wide web…
Or at least in the first place, talk about sex, since it is my biggest hobby in life.
It’s not about showing off, or trying to be provoking or anything else in that direction.
It’s more about the fact that we woman also have a sexual need, a sexual hunger that needs to be fulfilled on a daily base.
And in the perfect situation more then once a day.
And that we should not be shy to share this with each other.
Often you hear that men think about sex multiple times a day and that’s the only thing they do.
Well let me tell you something ladies. We do exactly the same! Not all of you obviously, but a big share, defiantly.
And thats a great thing.
The shock is big when you try to google ‘porn for woman, cause to be honest, there is not so much interesting stuff out there.
If I watch porn, i wanna see a guy’s face.
Watch him enjoy how he fucks his woman for that moment. How he treats her, how he seduces her.
And how he plants her on his dick like there is no fucking tomorrow.
How she breathes in his breath, how their body’s connect.
How she nearly comes and asks for release but how he is teasing her by just kissing her between her legs but does not give her that full excitement just yet.
The passion is missing…
And isn’t that what we want ladies? The passion?
It does not matter who you fuck or who is torturing your private parts.
All that matters is that they do it with the thought that you are the last pussy on the planet.
So it all started when i was about 11 years old an received my very first orgasm created by my teddy bear.
It was a blue fella, looking really cute and providing me from that moment on with my necessary needs.
I was hooked, addicted and experimented with everything that would cross my path.
Pen’s, barby feet, toothbrushes, i was a creative kid I have to say.
And I told everything to my parents..
Which they up until this day, gives them red ears, which I can not blame them.
The arts of being openminded always came naturally to me.
But I was an horny teenager on the loose.
And those ones are dangerous I can tell you that.
When I was 16, thank god, I got my first boyfriend.
Madly in love like we were, we had sex everywhere.
Or at least I tried to pleasure him on every single exiting location I could think off.
We were in the same class in high school sitting next to each other.
But we got pulled apart since i was helping him a hand pretty often if you catch my drift ;)
Math was never really my passion anyway….
I got ‘de-flouwerd’ by him in the weed plantage of his stepfather.
Which was basically an apartment that smelled like mariuhanna and cat food.
And I thought that was pretty fucking cool, the wildlife appealed to me.
He had one of the biggest dicks I will ever meet in my life, I did not know it by then, but is sure know it now.
I imagine that he must be pretty proud of it.
If there would be a beauty pageant for dicks, I could think of him getting the first price.
For 7 years we tried everything in the field of love making that was possible and after those years he dumped me and crushed my heart.
And thats when i found the forbidden fruits of life….
