Taurus' Are Sexual Creatures

My mother is a combination of Buddhist, Jewish, and which ever religion is having an open buffet that day. With that said, my religious beliefs have no name, and cannot be described easily. I do have some Pagan family, so I'm very into "New Age" type of stuff, including horoscope. I'm a Taurus, April 26 to be exact. Today, before heading to a bar with my mother, we stopped at Barns & Noble. I bought a copy of Kama Suutra (that'll have to be a WHOLE other post) and did some reading on my sign and how it affects my sex life in Judith's Bennet's book Sex Signs. It's AMAZED how accurate it was! According Bennet, I am extremely sensual, and seductive. I like to agree. My sign is ruled by Venus, who traditionally represents love, sex, beauty, prosperity, fertility, military victory, and all things female. Does that not describe me, or what? Bennet writes "From the bedroom to the kitchen, she seems to hold in her genetic code total memory of all things eternally female." I suppose that is true. I like to cook, and please and generally make my current man happy. Another thing I found interesting was that Taurus's tend to have a need to be needed. I've never thought of it like that. I guess that's right. Kind of like how a puppy will lick your hand for a treat, just to feel loved... I guess, for lack of a better term, is a good way of putting it. Tarus' are very giving, in all relationships, not only sexual. We enjoy simple pleasures such as "good sex, good food, and good company, usually in that precise order". Although Taurus' are very sexually active, we are ALSO EXTREMELY romantic. Bennet says "..few people are aware of the deep romanticism that ruins. Send her a rose (which she dearly loves) and she will love you forever. From that single rose her rich imagination will fill vases with the most perfect bouquets. The romance factor cannot be underestimated. Lady Taurus would feel right at home in King Arthur's court. The thought of a knight on a white horse is enough to make any red-blooded Taurian consider throwing over friends, family, and job to follow him wherever he beckons (which she has been known to do)." Again, scarily accurate. According to other sources about Taurus', we were extremely aggressive when it comes to sex, and our perfect guy is someone who can push us to let our boundaries and fears go. And can be equally as aggressive as us. Hmm. Want to know what your sign needs to do with your sexlife? email me, and I'll let you kno [:

Maybe I'm More Old Fashion Than I thought

Sure, I rock a lip ring, tongue ring, and two tattoos. I may be called a hipster when i go out. I may be the "boss bitch" at work. But when it comes to relationships, and the bedroom I think I'm as old fashion as it gets (in some ways). I love a long ass night of fucking like rabbits, but what I like more than anything is sleeping next to the person, waking up extra early, and then making them breakfast. I think because I spend all day yelling at people and being in charge, I like to come home to someone else in charge. The sexiest thing ever is a man who will tell me to shut up, get naked, and get into bed. I'm not needy, but I like to feel.. vulnerable, and small. Maybe this is due to my daddy issues, who knows. I haven't had a "legit" boyfriend in a while, since breaking up, and making up, then breaking BACK up with my now ex. Part of me misses just having regular sex, or even phone sex, without that awkward, beating around the bush point. It's 5:30am, why am I up? I'm not even sure what I'm writing... I'll update later.

Not Even Interested

Do you ever want someone so badly that no one else even looks good anymore? My ex came over tonight, trying to get a quickie or something, and I just wasn't feeling it. Like, he's cute enough, too quiet and nice for my liking, but, hey, whatever. And I just couldn't, I wasn't even interested in his growling ass. I could tell that it wasn't going to happen when he kissed me out of nowhere, and I was just like "Damn, I want a cigarette." to myself. But when he started talking about how I hurt him by breaking up with him... I was done. Like, we didn't even do anything together except have sex. He doesn't smoke, or drink, or party... just sits there. And he's very against that, so I couldn't even be myself around him. Of course, he leaves in a huff, all types of angry. Now, two hours later, I half way wish I'd just gone through with it. Faded, and extremely horny, with no type of dick to be had. *Sigh*.

Going Bare Down There

Today, I went to my regular nail salon where I get my bikini waxes, to make an appointment. A woman, about my age,turns to me, and like many women, asks me, "Why do you bother waxing? Doesn't it hurt?" Well, yes, yes it does. It hurts like a bitch, even if you pop a pain reliever two hours before (which I suggest). But I do it because I like the feeling. Sure my lovers enjoy it too (my Italian lover loves to go down on me & prefers that I'm completely bare) but I have been shaving "down there " since I was quite young. I think it's quite sexy to feel your lover's hands running over you're sex...
If you don't go bare regularly, I dare you to surprise your man. What I suggest you do is buy some Nair for bikini areas. If you don't want to go totally bare, you can do what I call the "landing strip", which is when there is a strip of hair that covers your "girly lips", as my mother puts it. I have heard that the landing patch is healthiest, as the hair down there keeps out bacteria. I'm too much of a whore to care, apparently, but it is definitely something to keep in mind. Make sure to trim your landing strip using hair stylist scissors.
I promise you, when you lover comes behind you, reaches into your panties, and feels you bare, and toally unguarded for him... he won't know what to do.

Bedbeddy Manners

I, for one, can not stand when someone does not have good bedbuddy manners. Do you have good ones? Find out below.

1) Spending The Night
If you called past 6pm spending the night should be an option. If you called past 9pm it's pretty much required. If the person came over of their own accord... it's a classy gesture, and should be considered if you want to get laid regularly, but its not a must.

2) Offering Her Clothes
C'mon, guys! A guy is willing to come home with you for what may be just a one night stand and you need to need to think about giving her a tee shirt and shorts to wear for the walk of shame? Take it from Pauly D and let her have one of your shirts.

3) How Long Is Too Long To Linger After Sex
Depends on your relationship and the time of day. If it before 6pm, and it was clearly a meaningless, you really don't have an excuse to hang around past the 15minute cuddle/nap session unless otherwise advised. I hate when people linger after sex if I'm giving them hints to leave. Such hints include "That was good.", "We need to do this again sometime soon", "So what're your plans for today?", and my all time favorite "Well, I need a cigarette after that one! So I'll walk with you to your car, babes.". With fuck buddies I know and l have no problem invading their bed for a quick nap after the deed but that really needs to be earned.

4) Leaving Things Behind
Mi casa es no su casa! So, unless we're actual friends and do more then just fuck, or in a relationship do NOT leave anything at my house. I, too, once thought it'd give me a reason to see you again. But I promise you, a one-night-stand's necklaces will end up one of two places- a pawn shop, or a gift a to my little brother, depending on how much it's worth. If a friend with benefits or a boyfriend leaves something, of course I'll call him & even drive over to give it back.

5)Dealing With Roommates
Don't leave alone? That's fine, if you have your own room, or can kick your roommate out, we can still hook up. But there are some basic Roommate Rules. Introduce him/her to the roommates. I don't care if they're just a one night stand, and you have no intentions of calling them back, its just right. Also, if your roommates aren't savy to the one night stand routine, let them know what's up. Nothing ruins a moment like your walking in on her/him naked. Lastly, let them know if s/he slept over so that all jockes and rude questions can wait until they leave.

Nice Surprise

So, perhaps the whole "I don't want to be with you, I just want to have sex with you" attitude must have really been apparent when he kept trying to suggest things to do, and I just kept insisting he just comes over and "'watch a movie". It's not that I don't want a boyfriend, and it's definitely not that he's a bad guy... he's just boring. Like he didn't interest me much the first time we went out together, and he certainly doesn't now. When we were together he felt almost... false. Like he was doing, and saying things a boyfriend should, not that he felt.
Needless to say, it was obvious that this sexcapade was going to lead to more troubles then I wished for (despite the fact that I was aching, with built up sexual frustration since I didn't hook up with the Italian) so we agreed to disagree and just not hook up. Depressing? Yes, because he was Puerto Rican, & an okay lay. I say okay because he was rather... just mellow. No feeling, no passion... just thrusting..
So, obviously, my day became damper, excruciatingly horny, and very few things could change that... or so I though.
It's been a while since I had phone sex. By a while, I mean a few weeks, one or two. It's always pleasant, the fact that it's your mind (the most sensitive sexual "organ") does most of the work. Sure, I usually get off of phone sex, but it's never a "HOLY FUCK BALLS MY BRAINS WERE JUST FUCKED OUT" it's usually a "Ahh, that was nice... it took the edge off". I mean who truly gets total satisfaction out phone sex. It's usually a fucking teaser. Yeah, I can hear you talking about your cock, but unless it's inside of me, fucking my senseless, I'm not 100% happy.
This is different. I mean, I have never, ever, had a gasping, grabbing sheets, cum running down my thigh orgasm from phone sex... until tonight. Actually 4 of them. Like goddamn I had to nap afterwards. I was sweating, hair a mess, and bed looking like it just survived a massive sexcapade.
So I guess all in all today wasn't a total fail. Would i have liked a cock (or even a damn finger that wasn't mine)? Of course. But this was just as good, if not better. I'm still amazed. Damn.

Preparing For A Sexcapade

I always do a little self pampering session before a nice, long sexcapade. Whether you're planning a beautiful romantic evening with your husband, or a rough, romp with a casual lover like I am, everything's better when YOU feel sexy.

So what do I do? I take a nice, hot shower, making sure everything is trimmed, neat, and smelling great, while blasting music. Pump up music is a music. I switch up my playlist depending on the day, my mood, and which lover I will be seeing. I love something slow, and beautiful for a lover I'm romantically attached to, and something more fun, poppy, for a fun, rough lover. Today was a bit of a random playlist because this is an odd sexcapade. My ex texted me last night, asking to hang out. We ended on good terms, I broke up with him because we had nothing in common. But he still has a bit of a crush on me. Because I'm once again single, and he is a very rough, aggressive lover I nixed all plans to go out on a "date" date and just invited him over. I hope that that was enough to make him understand I do not, under any uncertain terms, wish to get back with him. Only to have sex with him whenever possible.

Anyhow, back to my playlist. I started off with some Pitbull. My favorite song by this sexy, reggae rapper is Go Girl. They lyrics alone pump me up, the first verse stating "I party like a rock star, look like a movie star, play like an all star, fuck like a porn star". If that 's not enough to give you a confidence boost, I don't know what it. I then played a little 30h3 for something to jam out to while drying off and putting on my new Victoria Secret lotion Love Spell. (This scent is great because it's fun, light, and girly. Spray a bit on the collar of your neck, and the collar of your shirt. When he hugs you he'll be intoxicated) After drying off, I went to find undergarments. Sure, if everything goes well, they will be torn off without a second thought, but this is about ME. I feel sexy when I wear sexy panties. I decided to go with the sexy, cream and pink colored lace thong my mom got me for Christmas (she knows me so well) and my pink Victoria Secrets bra. After lightly spraying my bra with perfume (just a dab, more for myself than anyone else) I switched to Drake to mellow out while doing my makeup and hair. 

After my makeup is done, I move on to my personal "Feel sexy" routine. To do this, I stand in front of my full length mirror, in just my bra & panties. I suggest every woman do this before getting dressed, not just for a sexcapade. I run my hands over my curves, my coke bottle sides, my curvy ass (thanks to the Puerto Rican in my blood) and my natural, 36D breasts. Even I couldn't help but say "damn... I AM sexy". I looked at my newly developed gut, because I've been sick and not exercising as much, and got momentarily depressed. Then I looked at myself again, realized that even with the new extra weight, I was still bad, and that it would only take a few weeks to get rid of it. Plus, even with the new gut, I was still getting phone numbers, and had many admirers. 

Finally, I'm dressed, with more confidence than ever, and writing on my lovely, lewd little blog. Until my lover comes over, I shall fool around on Twitter, and Tiny Chat. Details on today's sexcapades will come later  on. 

I Can Be a Feminist and A Sex Lover

I consider myself a New Age feminist. I'm all for the Lilith thing. But my mother always taught me that the American idea of "Feminist" ruined the beauty, and sexuality hidden within femininity. I actually once got hate mail on a forum in response to an erotic story I wrote. (Aside- Perhaps I'll post some of my stories sometime, huh?) Evidently, the woman found my "crude, and vial image of women as sex  objects" to be offensive. If God wanted females to be dominant during sex, he would have built our bodies to do so!
What honestly amazes me, though, are the hoards of women who are quick to praise Lilith but don't fully understand the mythology behind her. (Aside- For those of you who don't know, Lilith was the first woman God made. Yes, before Eve.) She refused to lay idle beneath Adam during sex, and when he would not let her be on top, she flew away. According to myth she became a baby eating demon, who gives men wet dreams, and then steals their semen to impregnate herself. Lilith's true claim to fame, though, was he use of her sexuality. Both Lilith, and Hekate, two Goddesses, were the saints to those society shunned. They gave sanctuary to prostitutes, and even loured men back to their prostitutes.
Being a feminist is not about being "butch" or a nonconformist, it's about truly knowing your worth as a female, and treasuring your femininity.

Sex Toys... Yeh or Nay?

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I love to give head (though I do not speak for the rest of my sex)

I, personally, love giving head. I love to please, and knowing that my lover is getting off of what I'm doing turns me on completely. My current, and favorite, lover loves when I give him head so much that he not only goes down on me for a good 60 minutes, but he gives me a wonderful neck and back massage while we cuddle in bed. Here are a few tips and tricks I've learned:

1. Getting over the gag reflex: Unfortunately, I had a bit of an eating disorder that started in high school. Because I used to throw up so much, my gag reflex is almost gone. I'm NOT suggesting anyone throw up, but there is an easier way to get rid of, or reduce your gag reflex. When you brush your teeth, brush your tongue, and hold the tooth brush as far back in your throat as you can without puking. You may tear up, or gag a little, but hold it for about 10 seconds. Repeat 3 times, everyday. You'll see each day you can go back further. 
2. Get sloppy!: I know, the idea of slobbering all over your man's cock may not be appealing to you, but most guys love it. I remember the first time I gave head to someone. I was a deer in head lights, and all I could think was Oh my god... I'm drooling! but he digs it. Try licking up and down is shaft to make if nice and wet (giving head is easier when his penis is wet). Don't feel embarrassed about a little bit of spit on you chin, it's all to please your man, and trust me, the sight of you, on your knees, getting into sucking on his member will make him explode.
3. Don't forget his balls: I know, I was a bit afraid to venture there before. It took a few times, and a few more drinks. But once I did I found out my Italian lover LOVES it. I start by licking his whole shaft, then hold his cock in one hand, jerking it, and slowly take his balls into my mouth. I suck, lick, and tickle. He once said that me sucking his balls while I jerk him off was like a "two for one". Hearing him moan, and rub my shoulders is amazing. 
4. Stop the spit verses swallow debate: I know that we hear it all of the time, but every guy I've ever spoken to said it didn't matter. Semen doesn't particularly taste bad, just different. That bitter, saltyish taste you get while giving him head is his precum, so you've already tasted it. Just imagine about a tablespoon of that in your mouth. If that really doesn't appeal to you, tell him, and ask him not to. Or you could wait until he's close to cumming (you'll feel him tighten in your mouth almost) and tell him to fuck you. 

I get off from simply knowing I'm pleasing my man. So when I'm down on my knees, with his hard cock in my mouth, listening to him moan, I'm happy. 

Long time, no write

Hi all!
I'm sorry, I haven't posted in forever, had some personal affairs to tend to!

ANYHOW! I'm quite excited to say my sex life has stayed strong. I love Italian men, and I love Puerto Rican men (myself being half Puerto Rican) but what do I love more? A man who is half Puerto Rican, and half Italian. GODDAMN. It's lovely. Italian men, I find, make amazing lovers. Whenever I'm with an Italian man I feel like I'm cared for. My two favorite lovers are Italian. Puerto Ricans can definitely use their tongue, and get quite rough! And when you put that together... well damn. That's all I can say.
Monday I have a date with my Italian lover. By date, I mean he buys me lunch, then fucks my brains out. I love it because we're so use to each other that it's not awkward. The last time we were together I had to work, and just wanted a quickie. I went over, got naked, and got into his bed. He just smiled, and then proceeded to do the same. It's also nice because we're constantly trying to keep it fresh, and different. (Thank god I have a lover as willing to do insane, clown positions as myself) He likes to grab me, and put me into any new position he pleases, and I'm more than willing. But what he really loves is my head... in fact, That will be my next post.. ;]