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Below is my favourite image. The meaning I derive from this picture, resonates with me strongly… I feel this is what little girls, directly or indirectly, are taught to feel about their vagina’s.

It’s entitled: keep pretending.

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang’s first birthday has just ticked over.

I made a pretty picture to celebrate.  Then I ate the tiny cake and sung to myself.

Here’s to many more years in sexy-blog land.

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There is something so illustrious about sex acts whilst driving. Is it the inherent danger? Is it just a new and exciting place to get off?

Who knows really…

Last weekend on our long drive home from my folks place in the country I found a porn-mag under the passenger seat in the car. My man was driving at the time and we had been traveling back towards home for over 2 hours, I was a little bored and very antsy. I started flipping through the magazine, looking at boobies and reading the dirty stories section. I then remembered I had my egg vibe bundled up in my vitamin bag with my stuff in the back seat

*cha-ching*

I dug around to find it, turned it on and stuffed it down my pants. I slid the seat back so I could open my legs wider and took off my sneakers. (it feels so weird wanking in shoes for some reason). He was trying to watch me and watch the road, I know he slowed down some and let people over take us.

I become totally lost in my little bubble of pleasure for quite a while, around 40kms or so. I slowly shed the articles of clothing in the way of my pleasure, ending up naked from the waist down. I drew the orgasm right out, just enjoying the waves of sensation rolling up my body. From time to time he would reach over and touch my breasts through my clothes or brush his hand up my thighs – he couldn’t safely reach my pussy while driving.

I was mostly working my clit throughout, although after sometime of enjoying this I was overcome with a feeling of wanting something inside me. There is nothing hotter than masturbating your clit and then reaching down to your vagina to feel that it is so wet there is moisture dribbling down your arse crack. I pushed in my index finger and the feeling of the vibe on my clit and a finger inside me brought me immediately close to orgasm. I quickly withdrew and then pushed back inside myself with 2 fingers.

I was quite probably vocalising quite a bit at this point. There were trucks rushing by us on the opposite side of the road and the thought they could see into our vehicle and see me, naked legs splayed, finger fucking myself with glorious abandon was an incredible turn on.

Soon after this thought I had a longish, sweet feeling and intense orgasm. As I came my fingers were pushed out of my contracting vagina, I had a lovely long gasping afterglow. As I ‘came-to’ and caught my breath I discovered myself in a crumpled heap in the passenger seat sans trousers.

He told me we needed to pull over ASAP and I reached down to touch the rather obvious bulge in his pants. We quickly found a little dirt road to turn down, pulled over in a clearing beside the road and ran into the pine trees to pee. A car drove past whilst we were simultaneously pissing and I got the giggles something fierce.

We were laughing and running back to the car and bumping into each other and grabbing each other rather lewdly. I opened the backseat shoved all our stuff to one side, crawled in on my hands and knees and dropped my knickers and pants, he was inside me straight away and fucking me firmly and rhythmically. It was such hot and fun and beautiful sex, looking up in front of us the sun was setting through the gum trees opposite and casting a gorgeous golden light on our roadside shag.

He came pretty quickly but with a lot of force, whilst he was still standing too and we cleaned up quick, had a bit of a smooch and switched drivers.

I drove the rest of the way home while he glowed away beside me. We chatted all the way home about how dementedly hot what we had just done was, it turned out to be a first time thing for both us.

Yet another awesome experience chalked up with my rather excellent man.

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Hope you enjoy these tasty bits and pieces and I’ll be back in the land of posting here more regularly soon. I’m writing about some crazy naughty fun me and the boy had last weekend when I have time, so aiming to get that out onto the tron by the end of the week.

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This is NOT a sexy post at all.  You have been warned.

So, for the past 3 days I’ve had a chronic and rather painful UTI.  It’s slowly abating today, I started anti-biotics yesterday and things seem to be improving.  I’m currently eating 2 anti biotics a day, a triple dose of pro biotics, cranberry capsules, paracetamol if my abdomen hurts and drinking Ural salts twice daily.

And I’m over it.  I was not needing to pee incessantly after the first day, but have been in pain since and it fucking sucks.   Every time I urinate it’s uncomfortable at best and excruciating at worst.

I think I’ve pinpointed the cause too.  Fricking condoms.  Every-time I’ve had  UTI’s in the past few years it’s been around the time I have used condoms consistently.

I’ve stuffed up my taking my pill once or twice with my man and needed to use condoms for the 7 consecutive days until my pill is effective again.  When I think about when we initially got together we used condoms frequently and I struggled with UTI’s from time to time, but could mostly deal with it with cranberry and loads of water within a few days.

We both were STI tested fairly early in the piece and unless I haven’t taken my pill properly, which is seldom, we don’t really use condoms.  I already have bad reactions to most lubricants, so really this reaction could be caused by the lube that is already on the condom.

I’ve purchased some non-latex condoms to see if this same issue arises in future when we do need to use them…

Went to the doctors again this morning as I was due for a smear test.  Whilst the procedure itself was fine, my doctor informed me I had the beginnings of thrush in the very top of my vagina.  She said I wouldn’t have symptoms yet, but it’s there right up the top.  And I don’t have symptoms yet but I sure as fuck don’t want to have any.  So off to the chemist for $40 worth of treatment.

The money I’ve spent on doctors and medicines this week has been astronomical.  Hmph!

Thankfully she also told me cystitis infections are dealt with within 3 days of taking anti biotics, so I can stop taking them tomorrow.  Hooray!

I’m off to the bush tomorrow, me and my man are going camping with a group of friends.  There is something supremely fun about camping in winter.  We’ll have a generator so we can have lights and music and such, it will hopefully shape up to be an awesome weekend.

My UTI symptoms are thankfully gone and will hopefully stay that way, I have started the thrush medicine so *fingers crossed* the clean air and relaxation (and the shiteload of meds I am consuming) will do what they’re supposed to.

I have faith.

Recently I had a girlfriend telling me she knew someone I had worked with in the past.  She was describing me to them as “busty, beautiful, brunette and just ooooooozes sex”…  This description was supposed to identify me to this person she knew.

I blushed.  Hard.  Bright, bright red.  Then giggled self consciously.

See.  In my head I am this ridiculous girl that is mega-silly and a little overweight… Mostly awkward, dorky and lovable in an uber dag kinda way.  My hair tends to fly off in a million different directions, my boobs are absurdly large and I just don’t see myself as this attractive, overtly sexual woman that she was describing.

But upon talking to my partner about my embarrassment at this description, he felt it was actually pretty bang on.

This is when I realise despite how incredibly far I have come, how much I have grown and changed as a person and a woman, I still have some pretty prevalent self image issues.  There are times I feel sexy as hell, I feel damn good and radiate that out into the world…  But it’s a been a long road to get to a place where that’s how I feel, even then it’s really not an always thing by any stretch.

For the most part and on an everyday basis I do feel good about myself.  I’m confident in myself and my abilities, yet in this particular instance I just couldn’t believe it was actually me my gf was describing…

And I want to think that’s me, I genuinely do and need to start doing things that help me believe it.  I think I’ve been so caught up in work, life, my partner, friends, catching up with family and being busy etc etc that some important self-love, reflection and emotional investment in myself hasn’t been occurring.

So, on my agenda for the coming colder weeks and months is more time to myself to do the things that make me feel good.  A lot of my weekday socialising was already getting a little much.  Between my pole course, getting a skating session in, seeing my partner and the upkeep of my home doing social activities is eating into time I should be investing in myself.  I spend all my weekends doing things and seeing people, so I don’t think it’s unreasonable to hold off on the midweek stuff at least for a little while.

Until myself and my partner head to the Blue Mountains in late August, midweek social activities are going to be kept to a minimum.

I will allow myself the time and space to skate and dance weekly, see my man, do my washing and grocery shopping, write and share within this space and a few other corners of the internet, masturbate languidly… sometimes all evening and at other times just do nothing at all.

Sounds pretty brilliant really.

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Well… I did it again.  Love that song though 😛

(Sorry for the little May-hiatus here.  So much has been on I’ve barely had time to scratch myself… or something.  I hosted a rather large house-warming party which took a lot of planning, running around and set up.  Immediately after it I became really sick.  Like the sickest I’ve been in years, it was certainly the first time I’d been prescribed anti biotics in the last year at least.  in amongst all of that work, as usual keeps me quite occupied as well.)

So I have managed to squirt again.  Nothing anywhere near as intense as the first time, but, dun dun duuuuuuuun…  I did it myself!  Hooray!  3 cheers for me!

With the help of my doc johnson g-spot vibe, an egg vibe and 1 fluffy towel I came twice with accompanying gushes.

Unfortunately since this particular achievement I haven’t really had the time or energy to invest in attempting either a solo session or one with my partner.  I think I’m going to hold out until we have enough planned time together to attempt to recreate what occured the first time I squirted.  (see my post from April 27th)

I’m currently menstruating and experiencing bizarre surges in my libido.  Since I’ve been sick I haven’t really felt like sex or masturbating much.  I’m just not getting particularly aroused on my own, but I’m not too stressed about it as I was really really unwell.  I’m only on day 2 of actually bleeding, but finished my pill 4 days ago and since Sunday I’ve noticed I’m either spectacularly horny, or really not.  Usually my period is a time of fairly intense sexual drive, but I’m thinking maybe getting sick has thrown me out of whack a little.

Hopefully my body is righted by the time my period finishes and I get into my next cycle…

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