Dilemma of a modern woman

Some of you might already know this but there is a little trouble on the homestead right now. One of the problems I have with emotions is that they do get in the way of a good shagging. I mean isn't it possible to just shelve the issues long enough for a little release? I'm not such a girl about it I guess, so maybe my expectations are just out of sync with what men believe. 


I want to fuck and I don't want it to get in the way of all the things that need to be resolved! (insert pout) I think that if I give into my need, yes it is a need at this point and not a want, then it will be like everything is a-ok. Well, it certainly isn't but a girl has needs...many many many needs. One being cock. Yes I like cock. Not to say a wet pussy is going to be turned down if there is chemistry but for me that is the warm up band. I like a good deep dicking to finish it off. 


So back to my dilemma...to cock or not to cock, that is the question?


I would like to wave a white flag and call a truce for about an hour and a half so that I can relax, have some sex and a cigarette and then...game on! I mean it wouldn't actually be make up sex, it would be more like routine maintenance right?


How could I word it? 
"Hey, lay down I need your cock?"
 Nah, that doesn't sound right. 
"Can I borrow your dick?"
Nope
"Can we make a pact that this doesn't compromise the integrity of our argument?"
That sounds straight out of Cosmo magazine.
Maybe I should send it in a text and so what if he is sitting in the same room. This is the thing about being monogamous, you don't have your booty call list available anymore. 


I might be gruff and fall back on the can I borrow your dick line because I have nothing else and the clock for tonight is ticking...

Buy buy buy

I couldn't figure out what to write in my next post after a fantasy like that so I decided to hit a product website to see what was new in the way of toys. Given my current circumstance I thought it might not be a bad idea to pick me up a little male stand in for the time being.


So off I go with a few clicks and bam...A vibro pussy sucker. Here is the product description straight off the page: The vibrating and sucking action in this exquisitely detailed oral arouser combines "sensual and sexual" into one explosive orgasm after another. This jelly Vibro Pussy Sucker  has a powerful, vibrating bullet inside the soft, pliable bunny. The suction cup was designed with clitoral stimulators so nestle snuggly over the vagina and let the noduled stimulators excite every pleasure point it touches. The air hose is flexible and the easy-to-use, soft suction bulb provides a powerful thrust. The Vibro Pussy Sucker  even has a detachable plug-in jack. The two speed power pack with the LED light requires two AA size batteries, not included. The powerful suction and vibration create the perfect blend of pleasure!


How did I not know about this and who is the lucky dog that gets paid to write copy for products like this?


I tend to shy away from vibrators because they are always way to powerful for my tender love bud. (I am going to constantly thrown in funny euphemisms because I can and I know they annoy people.)I would like a vibrator with 5 or more speed settings please NOT just two.


Okay, back to the product. It vibrates and sucks? Is this magic? I absolutely love having my vulva sucked on and to think I can add in a little vibration to that...sign me up for one of these! I may never leave the house again.


My mad clicking found me on the page with a vibrator that has 7 glorious speeds, now you are talking my language and it's called the Nirvana. I would have to rename it because the image of Kurt Cobaine nestled between my legs isn't a turn on.

I did come across the metal cousin to my favorite glass toy and in the end I think I would buy that instead of something the promised Nirvana and only delivered a pissed off clit.

Fantasy Epilogue

I've held this fantasy in my mind for a very long time. It comes to me each time I find myself alone, subtle variations of course but the mood and essentials remain the same. To be on display, the attention of more than one person, and the surrender to moment are such intoxicating standards in my imagination. The men are always different depending on my current partner, or who I was behind in the grocery store but the plot and meaning remain the same.


I may never have the courage to play this out, I have too many insecurities about the men that say they love me, but I can live it whenever I want even if it's only in my mind.

A quiet itch

It is the itch of sexual expression and need that follow me like a shadow today. It started 2 days ago and I can't seem to shake it. Yesterday before my shower I laid down on my bed and within minutes of touching myself I orgasmed. It doesn't take much to get me there right now and no matter how many I have I still can't seem to quiet the need between the pink folds of my flesh.


When I reach down between my legs for quick release I can feel my swollen lips ache to be touched. At that point it is consuming. I want everyone and no one to touch and see me. I want a mouth surrounding my labia, a finger nudging my clit and a cock deep inside of me. My nipples strain under my bra for attention and I feel like I am the sex I seek.

I often wonder what it is like to witness me in that state. To see the excitement evident in my swollen wetness and erect nipples. The flush that must come over my skin and the sounds...I've tried to capture it in a photo but for some reason it doesn't match up with my inner version. I feel more sticky, hot and open. The photos don't reflect the need...the need that makes my underwear damp and me squirm in my chair as I write this.