Wow. Since I've started posting on this blog my whole life has changed. Maybe I should have mentioned this when Andy Wibbel emailed me about how blogging has changed my life. But I keep these blogs so separate that I forgot.
I feel sexy. and pretty. And want to do my hair and makeup. everyday.
So I have more to blog about sex. But I'm starting to have trouble keeping up with it all. I'm hoping that when I fix my computer so it's faster that I can get more done.
I have been having these awesome fantasies about this other guy at work. Actually there are two guys I'm totally finding attractive, but with my new attitude, instead of just fantasizing and blogging about them I want to let them know and just fuck them. Or suck them off. Or something. I wonder if they know and how they feel.
What's really amusing is that once again, one is chocolate, one is vanilla.
Zoe
Sunday, January 7, 2007
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
It's been a while.
I was taking cymbalta (an anti-depressant) for a year. Now since I quit taking it I find myself on an emotinal roller-coaster. I cry like a girl. And I'm angrier than I've been in a while. I don't know if it's my imagination or not but I can't help but wonder if the drug controlled all my emotions for a year and now that I quit, everything I didn't feel for a year is now coming out.
Including horniness. The last time I felt this horny was when I was pregnant with my baby and my now ex-husband refused to have any form of sex with me because I was too "fat" (I've never been what most people consider fat but since I looked anorexic when we got married it must have seemed fat to him).
What to do with this? What to do?
I signed up for Jenna on dishnetwork, masturbate almost everyday, signed up with a ladies only sex website , joined some adult googlegroups, but none of it takes the place of dick. Not my dildo, not my fingers, not Mr Shower Massage, nothing.
So what's next? And where did my fuck friend go?
Back to fantasizing, I guess.
More to cum.
Including horniness. The last time I felt this horny was when I was pregnant with my baby and my now ex-husband refused to have any form of sex with me because I was too "fat" (I've never been what most people consider fat but since I looked anorexic when we got married it must have seemed fat to him).
What to do with this? What to do?
I signed up for Jenna on dishnetwork, masturbate almost everyday, signed up with a ladies only sex website , joined some adult googlegroups, but none of it takes the place of dick. Not my dildo, not my fingers, not Mr Shower Massage, nothing.
So what's next? And where did my fuck friend go?
Back to fantasizing, I guess.
More to cum.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Confused
Reality--I am having an identity crisis. Am I a cum-slut 'ho, which I think I might want to be? Or am I a good girl?
I want sex. I want more sex than I'm getting. I'm ready to place an ad now or something. I never thought it would be so hard just to find somebody to fuck.
I feel like those people that write into advice columns saying I want to be with someone, I'm attractive, intelligent, blah, blah, blah, but I just can't meet someone.
My problem is I'm not looking for a relationship, I think I'm looking for Mr goodbar. I need to rent that movie. I think that might be me, but doesn't she die at the end? I don't want to die, I just want to get fucked.
I have a fuck-friend, supposedly, but he's not coming thru for me. Literally.
So I have to decide do I want to go out and try to meet someone like-minded, too busy for a real relationship, not wanting to go there, but ready to fuck. And what if he's married, or has a girlfriend, should I have principles about that?
I think once I finally got some dick again after so long without it that I don't want to go back to not having it again. I was like a virgin that didn't know what she was missing. Now I remember. Oh yeah, I like it, deep, hard, fast, inside. Yeah, that's what I want. My toy doesn't do it for me anymore. Even if it does vibrate.
Maybe I'm too picky. I don't feel picky. But maybe I need to broaden my choice of men I flirt with. And get out more.
I still fantasize but not as much. I think I'm ready for the real thing now.
Zoe
I want sex. I want more sex than I'm getting. I'm ready to place an ad now or something. I never thought it would be so hard just to find somebody to fuck.
I feel like those people that write into advice columns saying I want to be with someone, I'm attractive, intelligent, blah, blah, blah, but I just can't meet someone.
My problem is I'm not looking for a relationship, I think I'm looking for Mr goodbar. I need to rent that movie. I think that might be me, but doesn't she die at the end? I don't want to die, I just want to get fucked.
I have a fuck-friend, supposedly, but he's not coming thru for me. Literally.
So I have to decide do I want to go out and try to meet someone like-minded, too busy for a real relationship, not wanting to go there, but ready to fuck. And what if he's married, or has a girlfriend, should I have principles about that?
I think once I finally got some dick again after so long without it that I don't want to go back to not having it again. I was like a virgin that didn't know what she was missing. Now I remember. Oh yeah, I like it, deep, hard, fast, inside. Yeah, that's what I want. My toy doesn't do it for me anymore. Even if it does vibrate.
Maybe I'm too picky. I don't feel picky. But maybe I need to broaden my choice of men I flirt with. And get out more.
I still fantasize but not as much. I think I'm ready for the real thing now.
Zoe
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
Getting Some
Reality-Sorry I've been gone so long. The reason is that after three years of no sex except with myself, I'm now getting some. I've been reading books for years about focusing on your goals, creating true intentions, being clear on what you want, visualizing, etc. It's not that I didn't believe it but I never actually tried it. Seriously. Then I start this blog and lo and behold, I start getting sex. With a totally hot, sexy, stud. So far it's only been a couple of times in the backseat of the car but I'm sure there's more to come. Literally.
Wow! I guess all that visualizing, etc, really works.
However, I haven't stopped fantasizing. Why should I? So when I have a bit more time, there will be more stories to come plus a part two to In The Hills.
Keep On Coming.
PS How's that for a sign off? I'm trying to think of a good one.
Wow! I guess all that visualizing, etc, really works.
However, I haven't stopped fantasizing. Why should I? So when I have a bit more time, there will be more stories to come plus a part two to In The Hills.
Keep On Coming.
PS How's that for a sign off? I'm trying to think of a good one.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Snapshot
Sorry, still working on part two of v guy and me in the hills.
This is c guy and me.
I'm in my bed, the blankets and sheets all tangled, we've been fucking for a while, all hot and sweaty, that wonderful sex smell in the room. I'm on my hands and knees, he's behind me, fucking me from behind. He reaches around and grabs my breast, while I rub my clit, until we both explode in coming.
This is c guy and me.
I'm in my bed, the blankets and sheets all tangled, we've been fucking for a while, all hot and sweaty, that wonderful sex smell in the room. I'm on my hands and knees, he's behind me, fucking me from behind. He reaches around and grabs my breast, while I rub my clit, until we both explode in coming.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
apologies
Sorry, I got so caught up in missing my chocolate guy that I forgot part two of being in the hills. Next time.
My Chocolate Guy
Reality: I miss my chocolate guy. I've barely seen him in the last few weeks, so this one is for him. One of my favorite fantasies.
My car is having a bit of trouble, since c guy is a mechanic I ask him to come over and look at it for me. I know he doesn't want to put himself in a compromising situation (he doesn't want me to seduce him) but we are friends so he comes over to see what's wrong with my car. I meet him outside when he gets here, wearing my short blue jean skirt and a t-shirt, no bra. I know he's turned on when I don't wear a bra, he thinks my small boobs and big nipples are perfect. He looks under the hood of my car and it's something little and stupid that takes him only a moment to fix. I invite him in for a glass of tea before he leaves.
I'm in the kitchen fixing his tea and he comes up behind me and grabs my ponytail taking out the scrunchie and rubbing his hands thru my hair. I get all tingly inside and start having trouble breathing. I feel flushed. That always happens when he gets near or touches me, no matter where we are. I can feel my panties getting wet just from the way he smells and thinking about fucking him.
He reaches around me and puts one hand up my shirt to feel my breast, the other on my stomach and pulls me back against his hard dick. He's playing with my hard nipples and I'm totallly turned on, already breathing heavy and moaning. I want him inside me so bad that it hurts. I tilt my hips and smoosh my butt against him so I can feel him better. He puts both hands on my breasts and then turns me around.
We start kissing, hot, sweet, tongue, sucking and licking. Now he's moaning, deep in his throat. I want him now, inside. I move down his chest, licking, sucking, nibbling, biting, moaning, my panties soaked. I unzip his pants and take out his hard throbbing dick and put my mouth on it and suck it into my mouth as far as it will go. I love the way it feels, the way it tastes, the way it smells. I want more. I want him inside my wet, pulsing pussy. I can tell he's going to come so I stop. Without saying anything we move to the bedroom. I lay on my back and he lays on top of me, heavy and hard. He reaches down and puts a finger and then two fingers in my pussy and feels how ready I am. Then all at once, he plunges deep inside. I scream, it hurts, it feels good. Oh my word, it feels so good. He starts moving all the way in and then almost all the way out and then all the way in again. It's indescribably delicious, unbelievably amazing. I'm moving in rhythm with him, faster, deeper, harder, and I scream again when I come, my pussy clenching his dick forcing him to come with the pleasure. Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. He gets dressed to leave while I wonder what might go wrong with my car next week.
My car is having a bit of trouble, since c guy is a mechanic I ask him to come over and look at it for me. I know he doesn't want to put himself in a compromising situation (he doesn't want me to seduce him) but we are friends so he comes over to see what's wrong with my car. I meet him outside when he gets here, wearing my short blue jean skirt and a t-shirt, no bra. I know he's turned on when I don't wear a bra, he thinks my small boobs and big nipples are perfect. He looks under the hood of my car and it's something little and stupid that takes him only a moment to fix. I invite him in for a glass of tea before he leaves.
I'm in the kitchen fixing his tea and he comes up behind me and grabs my ponytail taking out the scrunchie and rubbing his hands thru my hair. I get all tingly inside and start having trouble breathing. I feel flushed. That always happens when he gets near or touches me, no matter where we are. I can feel my panties getting wet just from the way he smells and thinking about fucking him.
He reaches around me and puts one hand up my shirt to feel my breast, the other on my stomach and pulls me back against his hard dick. He's playing with my hard nipples and I'm totallly turned on, already breathing heavy and moaning. I want him inside me so bad that it hurts. I tilt my hips and smoosh my butt against him so I can feel him better. He puts both hands on my breasts and then turns me around.
We start kissing, hot, sweet, tongue, sucking and licking. Now he's moaning, deep in his throat. I want him now, inside. I move down his chest, licking, sucking, nibbling, biting, moaning, my panties soaked. I unzip his pants and take out his hard throbbing dick and put my mouth on it and suck it into my mouth as far as it will go. I love the way it feels, the way it tastes, the way it smells. I want more. I want him inside my wet, pulsing pussy. I can tell he's going to come so I stop. Without saying anything we move to the bedroom. I lay on my back and he lays on top of me, heavy and hard. He reaches down and puts a finger and then two fingers in my pussy and feels how ready I am. Then all at once, he plunges deep inside. I scream, it hurts, it feels good. Oh my word, it feels so good. He starts moving all the way in and then almost all the way out and then all the way in again. It's indescribably delicious, unbelievably amazing. I'm moving in rhythm with him, faster, deeper, harder, and I scream again when I come, my pussy clenching his dick forcing him to come with the pleasure. Yeah, that's what I'm talking about. He gets dressed to leave while I wonder what might go wrong with my car next week.
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