Sex dreams affect the rest of my day.

I had another two girly wet dreams last night. So naturally I can't stop thinking about sex for the rest of the day.

I just need to be thrown down and fucked like nothing else matters.

One dream was about the ex I met with last night. The other was about a family friend I used to have a crush on when I was young.

I am feeling pretty lonely tonight. Horny as fuck, still, that didn't subside all day. But also just needing some companionship. I have been couped up at home the past couple of days, so that isn't helping.

I also really want to contact the guy I met up with yesterday, but I don't want to come on too strongly- particularly seeing as I got the impression he wants something more serious than I do. Also I'm not really too sure what I want, either- other than to be nailed to my mattress by a good, hard dick.

This frustration is driving me mad. I just need to go out and meet people and let loose. But I have so many other commitments at home and with study and work that I just can't for the next few days.

I just want a booty call. Living at home, that's not so easy.
I really shouldn't contact Person 1 though, should I? Not so soon, anyway... These days everyone's so connected that I'm just waiting for him to appear on Facebook. I guess I should just wait it out, but I don't even know what I'm waiting for.
I hope my other ex does show up on Monday night to hang out, even just to boost my confidence. I did feel a lot better about myself after meeting Person 1 yesterday. It wasn't a very flirtatious encounter, but he did pay for coffee, and slipped in a little comment about how he likes my smile...


When I was younger, I had a fantasy. It involved me being alone at home, and the doorbell ringing. A man would come in to fix my TV, but I'd tell him the TV didn't need fixing. He'd proceed to lightly kiss my neck, and pull me towards me with his hands around my waist. We'd passionately kiss and get naked with an absolute urgency. I'd jump up and wrap my legs around his waist, and he'd carry me to my room and throw me down on my bed with force. We'd then proceed to fuck furiously and loudly. He'd hold me down while he fucked me, and he'd command me to play with my clit while he watches me squirm with his dick inside me. He'd wait for me to cum- a long, hard, deeply intense orgasm- and then he'd flip me over and fuck me from behind, cumming inside me with such force that I can hear him moan and feel his muscles spasm.
Then we'd collapse in a heap on my bed. His boss would call his phone, and he'd have to leave in a hurry, but we'd make an unspoken agreement that my 'TV' would need fixing a few more times in the near future.

Apparently I can watch porn on my phone!

So last night after my post, I shut down my computer and then decided that I did in fact want to get myself off. I didn't want to use my vibrator and needed some stimulation from outside my imagination, so I grabbed my phone and discovered that, yes- it does access porn websites! Albeit it rather delayed and pixelated, but enough for an already very aroused me to manage to give myself a pretty strong orgasm just by playing with my clit for a couple of minutes.

I still had sex dreams though! Three of them- involving three different people:

1). The ex: hot, passionate sex- him on top, my legs around his shoulders. I really miss the way he fucked me.

2). A friend, whom  don't actually see sexually at all, but he's recently started seeing another friend of mine so I think my subconscious is just a little confused by that. Even in my dream I remember thinking "but we're just friends". It was sex in the spooning position, and we joked about it afterwards. Strange.

3). The other ex- Person 1 from Shoot, Fuck, Marry. This was a really strange dream. It was good sex, he fucked me from all different angles. But then it got weird- he wanted commitment and my entire family decided to walk into the room while we were fucking, and there was a vibrator involved somewhere along the line there, too.

Needless to say, woke up pretty confused and also mildly horny.

So I did meet Person 1 today, which was actually surprisingly good! He's a lot more talkative than he used to be, and I actually enjoyed hanging out with him. He's just come out of a serious relationship- which, when I did the maths, actually overlapped with the time when we were seeing each other. I actually just found this hilarious, however, because I was seeing someone else at the time too. And we were never actually committed to each other. However if I had known at the time that he was with someone else, there is no way that I would have been with him.

I remember once we were at the beach, and we swam into this little cave that was half under water. We got very hot and heavy, he was fucking me with his fingers, and then I went down on him until he came. It was a hot day, and the waves were splashing us around, and it was all just really fucking intense. I wouldn't mind fucking him again, just to see what he's like in bed, now that I know what I'm doing. I don't think his ex ever slept with him, because of religious reasons, so I'm pretty sure I'm still the only person he's fucked. However at the moment I just want to keep in touch every now and then, with no ulterior motives or expectations and just take it from there. I don't want to end up in a relationship with him, particularly seeing as he's clearly the kind of guy who cheats, and I have a feeling he might be looking for a relationship. So if things do start to go down the track of 'beyond friendship', I'm going to have to be honest.

Also I broached the subject of bi-sexuality, and he didn't seem overly OK with it. It may have just been the shock factor, and not knowing how to react. But if he's not OK with my sexuality then I don't want him in my life. So I'm going to have to suss that one out.

He was fun to mess around with though, back in the day, and now that we seem to get along better than we used to I couldn't help but let my mind wander on my way home from seeing him... We didn't have all that much sex because we were both virgins when we met... But I have gone down on this guy in so many ridiculous places- by the river in the city, near the docks, at the beach, in a toilet at a bar.... And once we fucked in the car in front of a school! Probably not the wisest idea, but as horny kids we had nowhere to go, really.

God damn it I'm horny as I write this. I just want someone to burst into my room, put their hand across my mouth and tell me not to make a sound, then proceed to fuck me wildly and violently- squeezing my nipples, biting my neck, smacking my ass and pounding me from behind.

I never realised I was into ass-play until my ex fingered my ass while he fucked me. This then became a favourite move of ours. It's just so dirty and taboo that the idea of it alone just turns me the fuck on.

I'd love to have a guy fuck me in the ass while I fuck my pussy with my vibrator. Add another guy gagging me with his cock and I'm pretty satisfied. Maybe a chick touching herself while she watches, waiting for the point where the guys order me to go down on her and fuck her tight little pussy with my tongue, while they continue to grab their rock-hard dicks until they come all over us both.

The horny-ness returns

Today I am much more sexually frustrated than I was yesterday when I posted.

I feel like nothing's going to satisfy me tonight. I'm not in the mood for my vibrator, I'm not going to jump under the bath tap in the middle of the night, and my fingernails are long, so that's out. I just need a man to go down on me until I'm close, then make me cum while he fucks me from behind.

I had a small gathering at my house tonight. The neighbours came- the ones who had the party on Saturday night. I get the vibe that the cute one is into me, but he also seems like the kind of guy who knows he's good-looking and so is flirtatious by nature. Also I really shouldn't sleep with someone who lives right next door, but it's just so tantalising to think about right now...

Anyway, it was a good night tonight, and I told the neighbours I'm wanting to expand my social group because of the break-up, and that we should hang out every now and then. So hopefully at the very least I've made a little group of new friends, which is on the list anyway!

Two customers from my work also came tonight, which was awesome. We have clicked since they started coming in to the store, and they always hang around and we chat, so I invited them round, which was just another step to expand my social group. I'm feeling pretty good about finding new people to hang out with and new things to do.

Tomorrow I'm supposed to be catching up with one of my exes (Person 1 in my Shoot, Fuck Marry list). I have no idea where we're going or what time, or if it's even happening. I have quite a few things to do tomorrow, and am going out to dinner at night, so I'm assuming we'll catch up in the late afternoon.

I really hope he's a bit more outgoing and not as uptight as he used to be. My gosh he was a bore. As horny as I am I'm not quite emotionally prepared to get involved with anyone that I have a history with at this point. So I doubt that anything will happen if we do end up meeting tomorrow. Which is all the more reason for me to hope that he can carry a conversation, these days! Ha...

There is a customer who comes into my store every now and then on whom I have a crush. Last time he came in he flirted so hard, and managed to slip into the conversation that he was single. I wasn't, at the time, and haven't seen him since, but if I do I might gather up the courage to make a move.... Or at least let him know that I am now single, too.

I wanted to go to the lesbian bar again this Thursday night but it turns out I have to work on Friday morning. I'm going to try and start getting Fridays off in the future though, I would like to go out more often, even if it's not gay-clubbing, just out. I work weekends so Thursday is the only 'party night' that I can try and make happen.

Alright well that's about it for now, it's late in the Land Down Under and I'm getting very sleepy.

But I will consider fucking myself with my fingers while I work my clit with a vibrator so that I can send myself into an even deeper sleep. If I don't decide to do that, I might just have to give a report tomorrow on the wet dreams that I have tonight....

I love bed.

Vibrators, the internet, and the fourth of July.

It's late once again and I'm sleepy, but I'm squeezing in some time for a post before bedtime.

The past couple of days I haven't been as furiously horny as I had been for the past couple of weeks. That doesn't stop me from thinking about sex, especially seeing as I have managed to gather a small audience for this blog, some of which have contacted me. It's fun talking sex to people across the globe. I think part of what I like about it is the fact that it's faceless and impersonal. It's an ego boost at this time in my life. So to those of you who have been reading, thanks, and spread the word- I think sex is an important topic that people are not open enough about. And I am happy to chat with any of you via email if you like.

I need a new vibrator. The one I have the ex and I bought at "Sexpo" as part of a kit, and it's not all that powerful. Also the little bit that's supposed to work my clit is starting to break off. That's a fatal error. I have been told a hitachi magic wand with a "g-spot attachment" is the way to go.... But the truth is that, despite my boldness on the web, I am a little hesitant about shopping for sex toys! But I guess that's just something I'll have to add to the Single List then- get a new sex toy!

Sex toys are great, and often deliver the most intensely powerful orgasms. But in the end they are no replacement for the feeling of another person's hands touching my body, or someone's tongue flicking across my clit and sucking my nipples... or being held tight while being fucked with my legs above my shoulders. Mmmmmm, while sex toys do their jobs, there's really nothing like the real thing.

My biggest fear in life is that I'm going to end up alone. I hope to find an endless companionship some day.

But in the meanwhile I'm just going to keep exploring.

I've always wanted to take sexual themed photos. I find sex to be a very appealing form of art, when captured the right way. I'm not really talking about porn here- just displaying naked forms in acts of passion, when people have their guards down and are open, vulnerable and honest. These are the beautiful things about sex. I am fascinated by vintage pornography and pinup girls.

I've never known where to find subjects for such a photo-shoot, though, and I don't really have the right equipment to pull it off.

Talking to people on the internet about sex is extremely fascinating, I find. It's liberating to speak with no inhibitions, and to hear people's honest gut reactions to the pictures I post and things I say. I also find it very interesting to hear different people's stories- their views on sex, their desires and so on.

Anyway I do think I'm rambling a fair bit tonight... To those of you who read this far, thanks again! To any American readers out there- think of me while you set off those firecrackers tonight!

I hope you get some fiery Independence Day sex.

I'm going to hate getting up for work tomorrow.

This will be a quick post. I just went to a party at my next-door neighbours house. They are absolutely awesome. It's great to have a house of young people right here. And we all really get along. Got a bit of a crush on one of them- the single one, YAY!

Going there tonight was really good for my psyche right now. I met heaps of new people, which I believe is on my single list! =] And the neighbours are coming over for a little get together with me and some of my friends on Monday night.

I remember having my first sexual thoughts when I was very young. I started masturbating when I was around five, if I remember correctly... I used to call it "the nice feeling". Apparently once I started humping the Ronald McDonald statue in McDonald's, and remarked "it's the nice feeling".

I was a weird child.

I remember once, when I was really young, I masturbated to a documentary of two snails mating.

How strange that is to look back on now, but at the time I knew it was sexual, and they seemed sort of human to me- so I used the emotions that evoked to get myself off.

Creepy.