Confessions & Dirty Little Secrets

Corporate Professional. Lesbian. Non-commital (working on this). Semi-sex addict. Needing an outlet.
Never saw this before…hell I hadn’t even heard of it but tonight I came face to face with my first pair of inverted nipples. I spent a lot of time playing “whack-a-nipple” with my tongue…twas a fun time had by all.

Never saw this before…hell I hadn’t even heard of it but tonight I came face to face with my first pair of inverted nipples. I spent a lot of time playing “whack-a-nipple” with my tongue…twas a fun time had by all.

The Hexadeca-some: My First Orgy
Amy (my fubu) has a friend of a friend of a friend who throws these elaborate all girl orgies every few months. The cost is $350 which seems expensive but the money went towards the space, food/alcohol and paraphernalia. I’ve had many, many 3somes but never an orgy so when I found out about it I slapped down my $350 (I spend more money than that on a night out at the club without the guarantee of sex). The process of getting an invite was exhaustive and took about month as the people are selected after answering questionnaires, sending pics in various states of undress, sending an email talking about yourself and finally a phone interview. Oh and you have to have an HIV/STD test.
The event finally happened last night and it was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It was held in what used to be an office building of some kind (based on the setup I would say it was once for sports medicine or PT). There was a large open space with soft lights and candles, food that looked like it was catered, really good wine/alcohol, California kings in groups of two at 4 sets sat a few feet apart all with nice linens, various toys (vibrators, strap-ons, butt plugs and etc.) with condoms provided, and even dental dams. There were 2 rooms dedicated for bondage and S&M, 3 for one on one and two bathrooms with showers.
There were a total of 16 women (including Amy and myself) of different types (mostly femmes but a few tomboys and butches), from different racial backgrounds (black, white, Hispanic and etc.) and from various professions (accountants, teachers, business execs, caterers and etc.). Most of the women were stunning…short and petite with perky breasts to Amazonian with large suckable melon breasts to toned athletic types with small breasts but amazing nipples. I was literally in heaven.
For maybe an hour there was a lot of mingling and drinking. Oh and there was also weed so a few women were smoking too. Everything got started off when two women began kissing and one led the other to a bed. After that there were bodies everywhere. Amy and I began with one another; she was going down on me when I felt two mouths each on a nipple and shortly after someone was kissing me. I immediately came. That was more stimulation than I’ve ever experienced.  I wielded a strap on with this one small perky thing who rode me in every position possible talking dirty to me in ways that I’d never been talked to before. She came over and over and over again grasping my breasts hard and telling me to pound her. I came just listening to her and watching her cum. She was also an amazing kisser with full lips and a wicked tongue.
There was a mind blowingly sexy older black woman who I thought was in her early 30s but she was actually in her early 40s. I watched her for a little while just enjoying how sensual and passionate she was. She had one woman going so wild that she begged her to stop because it felt too good. I ended up masturbating to the sight of it all. I wanted her to myself so I made a point of going up to her and requesting we go off alone despite the fact that I am a bit of an exhibitionist/voyeur.
We showered together…I don’t think I mentioned how amazing her body was. She was incredibly fit, her abs were defined but soft, she had that v of muscle along her hips, and her breasts were an awesome C. I washed her and she washed me and we made out… a lot. I came because it was so hot. One of the 1 on 1 rooms was open so we went in and did everything and I do mean everything but it was slow and erotic; she wasn’t in a hurry and neither was I. With her I had my very first multiple orgasm. We were sitting face to face, she was fingering me and I was inside her…we would kiss then break apart just to watch each other’s reactions. She was masterful with her fingers, completely putting me to shame. At one point she could tell I was getting close so she begged me to look her in the eyes while I came, to not close my eyes. It was so hard but when I did cum, I looked her directly in the eyes and there was something about how she was looking at me not to mention that she came too that made me succumb to multiple orgasms. I eventually had to break eye contact and squirm away from her because it was much too much. I think I screamed like a banshee and curled up in the fetal position until my legs and feet began to cramp from all the convulsing.  If that hadn’t happened, I probably would have gone on coming for an hour. She helped me massage the cramps out of my legs and feet. After I regained my breath and use of all my motor functions, I made a point of giving her as much pleasure as I possibly could. In fact I gave her a multiple orgasm while she was riding my face (it’s my favorite and most skillful position) which I internally patted my back for. I mean it wasn’t quite as violent as the one she gave me but still. She gave me her information and suggested we get together again soon…oh yes ma’am we will.
I will be going back to another orgy but I think two people are my limit. Next time I’ll just watch until I find one or two women to pull aside and have my way with them or have them have their way with me.

The Hexadeca-some: My First Orgy

Amy (my fubu) has a friend of a friend of a friend who throws these elaborate all girl orgies every few months. The cost is $350 which seems expensive but the money went towards the space, food/alcohol and paraphernalia. I’ve had many, many 3somes but never an orgy so when I found out about it I slapped down my $350 (I spend more money than that on a night out at the club without the guarantee of sex). The process of getting an invite was exhaustive and took about month as the people are selected after answering questionnaires, sending pics in various states of undress, sending an email talking about yourself and finally a phone interview. Oh and you have to have an HIV/STD test.

The event finally happened last night and it was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It was held in what used to be an office building of some kind (based on the setup I would say it was once for sports medicine or PT). There was a large open space with soft lights and candles, food that looked like it was catered, really good wine/alcohol, California kings in groups of two at 4 sets sat a few feet apart all with nice linens, various toys (vibrators, strap-ons, butt plugs and etc.) with condoms provided, and even dental dams. There were 2 rooms dedicated for bondage and S&M, 3 for one on one and two bathrooms with showers.

There were a total of 16 women (including Amy and myself) of different types (mostly femmes but a few tomboys and butches), from different racial backgrounds (black, white, Hispanic and etc.) and from various professions (accountants, teachers, business execs, caterers and etc.). Most of the women were stunning…short and petite with perky breasts to Amazonian with large suckable melon breasts to toned athletic types with small breasts but amazing nipples. I was literally in heaven.

For maybe an hour there was a lot of mingling and drinking. Oh and there was also weed so a few women were smoking too. Everything got started off when two women began kissing and one led the other to a bed. After that there were bodies everywhere. Amy and I began with one another; she was going down on me when I felt two mouths each on a nipple and shortly after someone was kissing me. I immediately came. That was more stimulation than I’ve ever experienced.  I wielded a strap on with this one small perky thing who rode me in every position possible talking dirty to me in ways that I’d never been talked to before. She came over and over and over again grasping my breasts hard and telling me to pound her. I came just listening to her and watching her cum. She was also an amazing kisser with full lips and a wicked tongue.

There was a mind blowingly sexy older black woman who I thought was in her early 30s but she was actually in her early 40s. I watched her for a little while just enjoying how sensual and passionate she was. She had one woman going so wild that she begged her to stop because it felt too good. I ended up masturbating to the sight of it all. I wanted her to myself so I made a point of going up to her and requesting we go off alone despite the fact that I am a bit of an exhibitionist/voyeur.

We showered together…I don’t think I mentioned how amazing her body was. She was incredibly fit, her abs were defined but soft, she had that v of muscle along her hips, and her breasts were an awesome C. I washed her and she washed me and we made out… a lot. I came because it was so hot. One of the 1 on 1 rooms was open so we went in and did everything and I do mean everything but it was slow and erotic; she wasn’t in a hurry and neither was I. With her I had my very first multiple orgasm. We were sitting face to face, she was fingering me and I was inside her…we would kiss then break apart just to watch each other’s reactions. She was masterful with her fingers, completely putting me to shame. At one point she could tell I was getting close so she begged me to look her in the eyes while I came, to not close my eyes. It was so hard but when I did cum, I looked her directly in the eyes and there was something about how she was looking at me not to mention that she came too that made me succumb to multiple orgasms. I eventually had to break eye contact and squirm away from her because it was much too much. I think I screamed like a banshee and curled up in the fetal position until my legs and feet began to cramp from all the convulsing.  If that hadn’t happened, I probably would have gone on coming for an hour. She helped me massage the cramps out of my legs and feet. After I regained my breath and use of all my motor functions, I made a point of giving her as much pleasure as I possibly could. In fact I gave her a multiple orgasm while she was riding my face (it’s my favorite and most skillful position) which I internally patted my back for. I mean it wasn’t quite as violent as the one she gave me but still. She gave me her information and suggested we get together again soon…oh yes ma’am we will.

I will be going back to another orgy but I think two people are my limit. Next time I’ll just watch until I find one or two women to pull aside and have my way with them or have them have their way with me.

Yeah I said it!!!

Yeah I said it!!!

queersecrets:

{iPod note pad with following text: Before I move out of state, I wanted to say some things. I am transgendered ftm, homoflexible identifying as gay, on T, Christian, Conservative, Prolife. Surprised? I’d like to see a little less hatred from the LGBTQA+ community on the last three subjects. I am accepting and respectful of all your beliefs. Why can’t you be of mine and why does it surprise you so much that not everyone in the community believes the same things?
PS I was raised an agnostic democrat/liberal in a very blue city so I know both sides)
PPS: it hurts when you guys say being Republican is wrong. To me, even a little more than being gay is wrong.}

Christian I get. Transgendered and homoflexible I get too although all these freaking labels are beginning to drive me nuts. Conservative and pro-lifer…those two I don’t get.
I won’t go on and on about your conservatism as most people have already touched on this but I do have two words for you cognitive dissonance…marinate on it.
As someone who has volunteered and worked closely with various organizations it kills me to see what the anti-abortion movement has done to the poor and working class especially within minority communities. Your kind prevents these people from having abortions so you force them to bring a child into this world that they don’t want then what? I’ll tell you…these unwanted children become wards of the state where they could remain for the rest of their lives being transported from foster home to foster home because let’s face it, American black or Hispanic babies aren’t being adopted at nearly the pace that white babies are. Or these kids grow up neglected and abused by the people who never wanted them in the first place. In my experience with pro-lifers none of you are anywhere to be found once you prevent the abortions from happening. You aren’t involved with the prenatal care or the births or anything that comes after. So you want the right to prevent me from making the right decision for MY life but you’re nowhere to be found once the consequences of YOUR decisions come to fruition.
And those women who become pregnant as a result of rape…this sickens me even more…that you would expect a woman to not only have to deal with the trauma of that experience but to force them to carry the child of their rapist is beyond cruel. I know there are many people out there right now who are products of rape and I applaud their mothers for being brave enough to bring them into the world but not every woman can nor wants to put themselves through that and why force them to…so you can feel better about yourself?
How about you let me worry about my immortal soul and you worry about yours because in the end I am the one responsible for getting myself into heaven, not you.
I can’t believe I’m on here talking about this while I’m on vacation.

queersecrets:

{iPod note pad with following text: Before I move out of state, I wanted to say some things. I am transgendered ftm, homoflexible identifying as gay, on T, Christian, Conservative, Prolife. Surprised? I’d like to see a little less hatred from the LGBTQA+ community on the last three subjects. I am accepting and respectful of all your beliefs. Why can’t you be of mine and why does it surprise you so much that not everyone in the community believes the same things?

PS I was raised an agnostic democrat/liberal in a very blue city so I know both sides)

PPS: it hurts when you guys say being Republican is wrong. To me, even a little more than being gay is wrong.}

Christian I get. Transgendered and homoflexible I get too although all these freaking labels are beginning to drive me nuts. Conservative and pro-lifer…those two I don’t get.

I won’t go on and on about your conservatism as most people have already touched on this but I do have two words for you cognitive dissonance…marinate on it.

As someone who has volunteered and worked closely with various organizations it kills me to see what the anti-abortion movement has done to the poor and working class especially within minority communities. Your kind prevents these people from having abortions so you force them to bring a child into this world that they don’t want then what? I’ll tell you…these unwanted children become wards of the state where they could remain for the rest of their lives being transported from foster home to foster home because let’s face it, American black or Hispanic babies aren’t being adopted at nearly the pace that white babies are. Or these kids grow up neglected and abused by the people who never wanted them in the first place. In my experience with pro-lifers none of you are anywhere to be found once you prevent the abortions from happening. You aren’t involved with the prenatal care or the births or anything that comes after. So you want the right to prevent me from making the right decision for MY life but you’re nowhere to be found once the consequences of YOUR decisions come to fruition.

And those women who become pregnant as a result of rape…this sickens me even more…that you would expect a woman to not only have to deal with the trauma of that experience but to force them to carry the child of their rapist is beyond cruel. I know there are many people out there right now who are products of rape and I applaud their mothers for being brave enough to bring them into the world but not every woman can nor wants to put themselves through that and why force them to…so you can feel better about yourself?

How about you let me worry about my immortal soul and you worry about yours because in the end I am the one responsible for getting myself into heaven, not you.

I can’t believe I’m on here talking about this while I’m on vacation.

Maui…how I’ve missed thee. You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved.

tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

Santorini, New Zealand, Fiji and Africa (specifically Nigeria and South Africa). I’ve travelled a lot but these are the places in my top 10 that I’ve yet to make it to.

She played this tonight while pouring hot wax all over my body for the first time. The song and the wax made me roll my hips and she made me roll my tongue :-P. I didn’t know the artist before but I bought the song and put it in my Top 60. Sucks that she had to leave…

She played this tonight while pouring hot wax all over my body for the first time. The song and the wax made me roll my hips and she made me roll my tongue :-P. I didn’t know the artist before but I bought the song and put it in my Top 60. Sucks that she had to leave…

Seriously thinking about tattooing a version of this on my body…but where?

Seriously thinking about tattooing a version of this on my body…but where?

Late PM (Early AM) Poetry

I can’t effin’ sleep so what do I do…I write awesomely cheesy bad poetry

Scaling nimbly, tenuously underneath her lay

Her land beneath my hand, they bend to curl

Around my waist, attracting my need

Enticing my want for warmth… and that dew

Intoxicated, far past drunk with her pungence

Sinking ever deeper in the open vault of her neck

Burying my tips, parting her wonder

Inhaling, engulfing every piece of her sensuality

A divergence develops and in it I am enveloped

Draw me in… she feels me through her eyes

Fixated upon me, her gaze pierces while it still beats

Sweetening each caress… each dive… each writhe

And as it nears, for both, a lock and grasp

All eight, consume their lover until saturated

We press and move in disjointed harmony

Her hand on my small, in my small

Tripling its hunger as it swells

Mine in her world, owning it in that moment

In an unknown language, it calls my name

Our world slips into a violently gentle tremor

A thousand quakes break; her body a plate against mine

I have to be up in 3 hrs but how can I sleep with this playing?

I have to be up in 3 hrs but how can I sleep with this playing?