Sometimes I search through Flickr to find something that sparks my imagination, desire or to plain ol entertain me and tonight I found myself wondering why I can't find anything new. By new I mean inventive or just plain sexy. I did find some beautifully done cunts, the lighting was nice and the POV was great and I do adore the capture of wetness...
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| Taken in 2008 |
Still, I find myself longing for the early days of Flickr when all seemed new and exciting. Each time I would log in my hand would find it's way in between the soft wet flesh for release. It would start with the pressure, that sensation I get when I'm aroused, and I would keep looking and reading and exploring until I had a need that was too large to ignore. When I started on Flickr it was because a friend of mine and I did some body painting. One thing lead to another and we ended up with some fantastic work. He did all the painting and I laid there...yeah and I shot the photos which isn't easy when you are covered in paint. I would do this again in a heart beat with my art buddy, I think he enjoyed it too. (These were taken by me and were among my favorite shots of the process. Ultimately we made prints from this.)I'll admit the sensation was more than delightful when I wasn't shivering from the cold paint. I did really enjoy shooting myself like this all covered in color because it was oddly anonymous and more than just skin. This endeavor led me to shooting self nudes and as they say...the rest is history, Rumpled Muse was born.
Back to my train of thought...Flickr...Now I can look at photos for hours and not develop more than a passing interest. I have figured out that I enjoy viewing women's nude and erotic work more than men. It isn't that I find the human form more beautiful based on gender but maybe it's because I can see myself in their photos. Some days I would love to throw my "art" aside and just shoot some nasty dirty photos and show the world. Ya know the kind where cum drips from between my spread open lips. There is a high erotic value to those in the simplest raw form. But my vanity holds me in check, and each time I think about opening an account to make public that dirty girl I shrink back.
I entertain the idea of phone sex for money because I think I would enjoy myself a lot and why not get paid for something you enjoy. I'm still considering selling my used panties because it is a strange ego boost and I like the kink. I wonder what it would be like to go to adult clubs or resorts where everyone has as much sex on the brain as I do but I don't have the funds for a resort and I would feel more comfortable going with someone to a club. I used to write erotic stories with friends, more of a back and forth journey and that was fun but I didn't get that turned on, not like I do when reading erotica.
I think the most fun I had was masturbating on video for a Flickr contact of mine. I would film my masturbation and then he filmed himself watching my video for the first time. The great part was that I could see the computer screen, watching him watch me. Then I would watch the video of him and film myself masturbating...back and forth. Once we got 8 turns into one video. Now that was fun. I do enjoy the thought of someone watching me masturbate.I wonder if he would let me "release" any of those videos into the wild?
I need something new to tempt me, tickle me and delight me....
I seem to be at a stand still creatively and it's mostly because I can't carve out the time in a week to just be creative. My photos have dropped to an all time low and so has my masturbation! What the fuck is going on?
I skipped around Flickr tonight before I logged in to write a blog and wondered where all the sex went in my life. I am closing in on my second sexual prime and my vagina has dust on it. I don't get it...I want sex. I want quiet sweet sex, dirty sex, experimental sex, solo sex, sex recorded with photos or videos...lights on sex, in the back of a car, at a rest stop, in the movies, in the bathroom...I just want sex!
I think I'm over the online dating thing. I think I could still do a one night stand pick up from a bar but even that isn't so charming in real time. I would like to meet someone that has the same drive as I do and then we could just be fuck buddies. I know...I know...it never stays like that but I'm willing to risk it. I can do sex without being emotional a lot of the time so...can't I just get laid?'
Maybe I should do a personal? Anyone care to write it for me so I can just post it. Yes, I am that lazy. So now I guess I need a pimp so I can get laid. Huh...Do I take a personal out for that too? Maybe I should start a phone sex business so at least I can play with others and not feel bad about the time it's taking because I am for god sakes getting paid for it.
I did get an offer to sell my panties which I am seriously considering. Seems like easy work. All I have to do is wear my thong or panties and then send them off in the mail and money shows up in my pay pal account. Brilliant right? Yeah, it does seem kinky and naughty and I think that is just what I need right now. A little kinky and naughty is exactly what I need. Unfortunately, right now I can only browse through photos online because I don't even have any good porn to watch. Now I need ideas on where to find some good porn. I want lesbian porn, gay male porn, beautiful woman masturbating and real people fucking. When I say real people I still mean pretty...I am fascinated with big breasts so that would be fun to watch too. I have an odd curiosity with what goes on in the few adult movie places left, rest stops and group orgies but nothing with furry stuffies or clowns.
Links...I need links! I need a publisist/pimp and I need more sex. Yeah...now I have a list and maybe I can find some time to execute it.
Or not....
There is deep whispering taking place at the corner of the room again. I wait with my exposed flesh up for inspection and I squeeze my legs together softly rocking side to side. The glass is heavy and pushing on the thin membrane that separates my openings and it provides the smallest of relief from the ache. I start to get lost in the sensation, the rhythm and sway when I feel a sharp smack to my bottom.
The reprimand is necessary but worth it for the brief scratch at my need. Two hands grab on either side of my ass and pull open, the light warms the glass from the outside. The hands squeeze and knead as the photos are shot. The object lodged inside of me moves slightly with each shift of hand position and I can feel the wetness move through my lips. It feels like it might actually drip out of me at any point if my legs are spread and a tinge of embarrassment pass over me. I know the minute my legs are spread my juices will fill the area around me with an aroma of my cum and continued excitement. It will smell sweet, and the stickiness will spread making me even more aroused.
I become lost in this thought when I'm jolted back to reality by hands pushing my knees wide and my head down onto a pillow. Another pillow is being put under my stomach for support by my considerate admirers and it forces my ass to be even more exposed and my anus almost upright. I feel the light again, the shutter sounds and the pressure of the plug being pushed on slightly and the released. These soft and careful pushes drive me crazy instantly and an urgent moan escapes me. The hands are moving now around my whole sex, pushing and pulling skin, opening my cunt, and the wetness is everywhere. I wonder about the gleam as the hands slide over the sensitive and willing flesh between my legs. It is arousing to know that this being closely admired and the shutter reminds me that this moment will be preserved for both men. I am on exhibit, display and my sex is being attended too in exciting and arousing ways.
The hands start to rub my outer lips, squeezing them together and moving like I'm being jerked off. My clit is finally being allowed the touch that it is hard for. I start to rock softly back against the hand because my orgasm is all consuming now, I have to have it. The Strangers hands become more forceful, urgent and lead me to the edge of desire. My orgasm starts to spread like a warm liquid starting in my groin. It radiates out to my entire body and then comes crashing down on me. It's the reason it is always explained like a wave, it's the repeated crashing and the loss of sight and sound in that brief moment. My own moaning brings me back to real time and before the waves subside my cunt is spread open and my lover pushes himself deep inside of me.
The shutter goes repeatedly as I'm pushed into. My ass spread wide and his cock moves out slowly. The methodical slow pace keeps me hanging in that place between orgasms. The effects of my sex on display suspend me in a constant state of readiness and my own shameless desire hold the intensity at an all time high. My lover's cock is ready, I can feel it move inside of me in a familiar way that sends me into a frenzy. The anal plug being moved with each push and pull and I feel full. I am fully penetrated from behind and it is exquisite.
A sudden and sharp orgasm hits with an immediacy that shocks me. My lover sees it and responds with more force and speed. The Stranger moans and I can tell he is standing right next to my lover. He must have his own cock in his hands as sounds of wet fucking and stroking fill the room. My orgasm is being drawn out by the erotic nature of the experience and I start to get lost in it all. I hear from over my shoulder a whimper of, "yeeessss" and the Stranger's wild grunts and moaning. My lover joins him and both men finally find their own release.
I feel two fingers start to massage around the openings of my cunt and ass. Firm long strokes and I feel my muscles relax and my pussy open involuntarily. The movements become more fixed on my asshole and slowly start to knead the puckered flesh. My thoughts are scattered and jump storm like from possibility to possibility. I know these fingers aren't my lover's because there is an eagerness that radiates and I can hear the familiar shutter sound of our camera. The movements are almost shy and yet ardent, jerking in and out of the opening. My body betrays me yet again and my anus begins to relax and accept the insistent fingers. The finger push in and rub, slowly opening up pleading flesh. My wetness still leaks slowly out as if my body is inviting any penetration it can get.
I feel splayed open and so willing when the cold glass touches the place between the two fingers. The subtle movement of my hips gives away my ache and the object is pushed slowly into my rectum. The eager push in followed by the shallow movement out as it works deeper. There is almost a tangible relief in the room when the anal plug is finally lodged into place and I can only assume that both men stepped back to admire their handiwork.
The intrusion is more then welcome and the pressure satisfies and prompts a deeper ache. I want something, anything to fuck me now. My dignity and self imagine has been left behind and now I am just a flesh suit of need. I feel hands finally push my legs down towards the bed to relax them and the anal plug shifts to apply a powerful sensation. I hear the shutter again and now it is like white noise to the experience.
The bed shifts on either side of me and I feel mouths on both my breasts. My lover knows that this is the fastest way for me to create the most wetness between my legs. The men's mouths provide completely different sensations, both urgent and full of desire yet the Stranger is awkward and almost rough. While they suck and tease my nipples I can feel that familiar warmth start in my groin that comes as the first sign of orgasm. I have often wished I could just orgasm from the attention my lover pays to my breasts and I get fairly close, but this time is different with the plug in place. I try to squeeze my vaginal muscles to create a sensation on my clit and g spot in rhythm with the sucking and I get so close. My lover is attune to my tricks and he pulls off my breast and tells me to stop. The Stranger pulls off and my lover must see the confusion on his face because he chuckles and reveals my secret. He tells the Stranger that I was working my cunt to orgasm by clenching my muscles while they worked my nipples and the Stranger give me a tisk tisk.
Both men move off the bed again and I feel my legs opened up for inspection. The white noise starts again and I feel the light move across my flesh. These men must be shooting from every vantage point and light source option imaginable. Can't they tell I just want something to fuck me? I feel thumbs spread my lips and I almost beg to be touched but all that leaves my lips is a whimper. The rope at my right wrist is being loosened and my lover tells me to get on my knees. The rope retied and my ass in the air and the white noise starts. More cool liquid is being spread across my back side by my lover as the Stranger shoots picture after picture.
I can't take it much longer. The alternating sensations is overpowering and my ass pouts in the air with the weight of the anal plug. I am almost cursing inside at the will power of these men, but mostly my lover because he can read the signs of my body and knows how crazy this is making me. In my wild state I almost failed to hear the sound of a belt, then a zipper and the weight of clothes hitting the ground.
I asked myself, "is this real, is my lover getting undressed"?
My breath is rapid as each wave of sensation moves through my body. I hear my lover moan as my hips start to quiet and he tenderly kisses my neck. He whispers, "good girl" and moves away. I hear both men move to the corner of the room and I can barely hear the whispering back and forth and my mind races. Something is being moved, rustling from a drawer and then I feel the weight sag the bed at my feet.
I hear my lover say, "are you ready" and the Stranger must have nodded because the next sensation was a shocking cold on the tip of my engorged clit. Instinctively my legs start to close and I feel two hands push them back to the bed. A harsh reprimand from my lover reminds me of my duty and my stomach tightens. There is a thrill that runs through me when I am told what to do, the shiver of surrender I guess and once again the coldness is applied to my clit. I can feel the weight now and I instantly assume what is in store for me.
My lips are spread and the cold of the glass object makes my pussy muscles tighten and my clit retreats. The chilled object starts to move across my slit and down to my asshole and back up to my clit again and again. The slow movement although cold starts a sensation of warmth as my flesh responds. I hear the shutter of the camera and the warmth of a light radiating between my legs and I know this is being captured in every way possible.
The slow movements tease the wetness toward my opening and the Stranger's breath is hot on my flesh as he moves in for a close up. The erotic aspect of being on display and the sensation of the glass object combined with element of the unknown are intoxicating. I start to lose myself in the rhythm, the wet sounds that my body is making and the need to be penetrated.
I feel my lips being spread open more and the glass object is gently pushing at the opening of my cunt and I gasp. I am feeling embarrassed at my own desperation and can barely control my impulse to push back on whatever the object tempting me. I suspect it is my own toy Mr. Wonderful but with so much going on I can't be sure. The Stranger moves closer and I feel the exhalation of his breath and the deep breath in as if he is tasting me through my smell. The tip of his tongue pushes down on my clit and doesn't move and I feel like I'm being held on the edge of anticipation.
My lover's fingers start to move my outer lips and yet the Stranger stays perfectly still. My whole cunt is experiencing different sensations now and the intensity is beyond belief. In one perfectly timed instant my lover stops his movement but keeping me spread open and the glass object and tongue move away. I feel the gush of my wetness spill out and down to my asshole.
I have always wanted to have those squirting orgasms that drench a man's face and cock but was never able to achieve it. This is the closest I have ever gotten to feeling the release of fluid I so longed for. I hear the shutter clicking away at such a rate now it must be set on some sort of rapid fire setting. I lay stock still enjoying the sensation of warm wetness and letting it lull me into a sexually relaxed state I often achieve when my lover suckles at my breasts for long periods of time.
My lover's voice sounds gruff with desire as he tells me to lift my knees up towards my chest yet keeping my legs spread wide. I find it difficult to move at all in this heightened state and I wish someone was there to do it for me. I feel a hand lightly smack my pussy lips and it shocks me back into the room. My senses shift into a different state immediately and my mind races as the second smack finds it's mark on my pink wet flesh.
The bed shifts and I am alone on the bed. I wait for what seems like minutes but must be only a few seconds and I feel cool something dripping over my exposed bum. A rough hand then moves the liquid around my taint and asshole and I can tell this is the touch of the eager Stranger. I hear noise of moving furniture and the warmth of the light shifts to the tender pucker of my skin and I wait. The mind can move at lightning speed when the unknown is all around.
I hear my lover's voice speak to the Stranger and he says, "go ahead"....
Often when I masturbate I have the same reoccurring fantasy. Mind you that fantasy is just that, it never has to be realized because the fun is in the imagination.
I have a fondness to being blindfolded and sometimes tied to the bed. I love the surrender and unknowing. It feels exciting to not know what is going to happen and that is a rare escape to my control.
So back to the fantasy...I imagine being blindfolded and tied up to my bed with my lover in the room. I hear him moving around but he hasn't touch me yet. He takes a quick phone call and leaves the room and I wait and wonder. My body feels alive with possibility and my sex betrays my anticipation with a sticky wetness that is almost embarrassing.
I hear his footstep outside the bedroom door and my heart beat quickens. I wonder why he makes me wait but I already know the answer. He makes me wait because it heightens the experience for me. He wants my body begging, my legs to fall open with hunger and my mind to be on overdrive.
I realize that there are 2 sets of footsteps and my confusion sets in. He isn't a jealous man, in fact just the opposite but he does understand my boundaries. I hear him close to the bed and I feel his breath on my neck as he talks closely into my ear.
"I've invited a friend over" he says. "His birthday is tomorrow and I wanted to give him something special and unique this year. I told him that he could photograph you and touch you but that he couldn't have sex with you. He is interested in your smell and taste and maybe I'll give him your soaking panties and a souvenir".
I start to protest but he quiets me immediately. He says, "you will not know which of my friends this is and he has promised extreme discretion". My curious mind races trying to figure out if I could stalk each of his friends on Facebook to find out but I feel my lovers hands on my inner thighs as he forces my legs open.
I hear a moan from the stranger. I strain to listen carefully for a clue but it wasn't enough to go on. I hear some rustling around, maybe furniture moving and then I feel the warmth of a light across my body. More rustling and then I hear the familiar sound of a shutter and the snap of a flash.
My lover again is at my ear and he tells me that I have to try and stay still and quiet no matter what happens. If I'm a good girl I will get rewarded with a number of lovely orgasms. I want to be a good girl, and I so desperately want to orgasm, I already need to orgasm.
I chose to wear my Cosa Bella thong and matching bra which are a see through mesh and I'm wondering what kind of mess I've already made of myself. I can feel my lips swell and my wetness move to the fabric between my legs and it makes me feel shy. My lover is used to my body, anticipates my wetness with eagerness but this stranger may not appreciate it in the same way. I start to close my legs and I feel rough hands force my knees apart. My lover reprimands me with a light and humorous tone but I know he is serious.
I feel the bed give way between my legs and the shutter starts again. My lover starts to purr into my ear that the stranger is very excited at the chance to photograph this kind of desire. He is going to take a good deal of photos of this encounter so he can use them later in private, or maybe share with other men. His friend will be taking photos of anything and everything except my face so that I can maintain anonymity. As he says this, I feel my thong moved to the side pushing my outer lips and the cool air tickling my exposed sex.
My sex responds instantly and clenches and then relaxes as my lover starts to stroke my skin. My body gives in before my mind and I feel the flush across my chest. "That's it" my lover whispers into my ear. "Let him have you. Let him take your beauty and filth."
My legs are untied and my knees pushed up and opened. The thong slides back into place and for a brief moment I regain composure. Just then I feel the warm breath between legs and I hear a long deep breath in as the Stranger smells my pussy. I hear a moan and only one word, "delicious". I feel two hand push my legs farther apart and hold me there as the camera snaps again. I know my wetness is epic at this point but my embarrassment falls away. I am starting to be raw sex and enjoyment.
I can feel my lovers hands stroking my inner thighs, coaxing them open more and my sex is unfolding under the fabric. The blood rushing to my labia feels divine. I feel fingers on my mound and they start to stroke. The sensation is amazing and I feel my first orgasm beginning to build. There is whispering and my lover exclaims, "yes, she is getting close" and chuckles. The stranger stops and the shutter goes again.
My lover takes my legs and pushes my knees to my chest so that my ass pouts and again the thong is moved to the side. A long, hmmmm, escapes the Strangers lips and the shutter goes again. My lover says, "enough of this thong". He puts my legs down on the bed and slowly pulls it off while the Stranger snaps away.
I am instructed to open my legs wide and my lover sounds proud as he invites his friend to move closer and touch my parted pussy. The anticipation is electric for me and my body quivers a little. A strange man is now parting my lips open and stroking my heated wet flesh and it's incredible. I hear the camera shutter going again and I know it's my lover this time. He wants to document my desire, my sticky lust and keep it for when he wants to show me off.
The Stranger is patient, unnervingly patient as he strokes my lips. I can feel my tiny clit straining and hardening for attention but he waits. He stretches my lips wide, exposing the little bud and my lover shoots more photos. They joke about my need and tease me both. Two sets of hands now caress my aching flesh but neither touch my clit. I know when they do I will explode.
I feel fingers now trace around the opening of my pussy while the other continue to stroke. The incredible sensations that flood my pelvis are more then I can take and I raise up my hips to beg for penetration. The Stranger obliges and pushes in two of his fingers slightly and he massages the opening. He says, "Yes, that's it, open for me." Automatically my legs spread wider and I try to move into his fingers.
He stops and I hear him taste his fingers. It is like he is eating a luscious dessert. He dips them in again and tastes repeatedly. In my mind I'm screaming at him to finger me for release but he doesn't. He starts to shoot again and I feel my lover's mouth on the full of my breast. He pulls down the cup to my bra and takes my nipple into his mouth roughly. Instantly my nipple hardens and he bites down just a little instead of sucking. I moan...
I can't help it now. My need is overtaking my senses and I just want to orgasm so bad. I feel my lover reach under and unhook my bra and the shutter goes off again. Pinching and stroking my nipples until they are on fire with need and my legs spread open I can't tell who is touching me now. The hands are just all over my breasts, kneading, pinching and stroking. My hips buck and I squeeze my legs together for release and I am quickly reprimanded. "Leave them open so we can see you weep from your sex" my lover says and I open them immediately. I have to be good because I have to cum, it is all I can think about.
I then feel a mouth on each breast sucking, and biting soft and then hard. The difference between the two mouths is difficult to detect because of my blinding need. I feel hands now move across my inner thighs and pull open my sex from each side. Both seem careful not to make direct contact with my mound or lips, just teasing touches.
A soft, "please" escapes my lips and they both stop. My lover whisper, "you have been a good girl" into my ear and I feel a mouth clamp down on my pussy. I push back and start to move my hips when two hands push me to a stop and the mouth leaves. They aren't men to me anymore, just hands and mouths. I hear the shutter again and a groan and I wait.
The Stranger starts to rub my need and I am wild inside with desire. I feel his breath and the sound of the shutter and I can't contain myself any longer. His lips find my clit and suck hard and I cum for the first time...
Photo by Fairy
