Below are the 4 most recent journal entries recorded in x_sinfulbliss_x's LiveJournal:

Tuesday, June 26th, 2007
8:53 am	Note: this entry isn't really a sex one...but sorta related. If you don't want to read personal or emotional shit, then I advise to skip this one.  I'm damn weird... Friday night I went over to a friends house with my boyfriend for a couple of drinks.  I got pretty drunk, and when we got home, decided I wanted to shower.  So we got into the shower together and started to fool around. I ended up kneeling on the stall floor, giving him head while he took the shower head and pleasured my clit.  He started talking dirty, and out of nowhere I asked him to slap me across the face.  He was a little unsure, and worried that he would hurt me, but in my drunken state, I didn't care. So he did. And I asked him to do it again, which he did a few times.  But here's my problem.  At the time, I liked it. But now I don't. This is a huge problem in my sex life. Stuff like this. I was raped when I was younger, and because of it I've always had lots of anger towards men.  I HATE the thought of men, especially my boyfriend, being abusive towards women.  So why do I like to be abused when I'm having sex? I feel so pissed off at myself afterwards, for letting myself do that kind of stuff.  I have no clue why my mind tells me one thing, but the second I get horny or start having sex, my mind tells me the complete opposite.  I don't really have a problem when he pulls my hair or holds me down. Or even if he chokes me now and then.  But sometimes I hate it when he chokes me. And I would hate it if he slapped me again, without me asking for it.  Which is pretty fucked up, seeing as I like him being the dominant one, and me being the sub or slave. I've always wanted to be the dominant one too, though. Not because it would turn me on, but it would make me feel like I was in control. I hate the thouhgt that I like being dominated by men. Well...maybe not all men.  I don't see my boyfriend the same way I see other men (obviously), so I guess maybe that's why I let him dominate me.  Maybe I'm not as comfortable as I thought I was with all this.  Anyways... I'm going to go sit with my thoughts for a bit. Maybe I can sort them out.  (Comment on this)
Friday, June 22nd, 2007
11:41 am	Toys! I'm going to the sex shop tonight with my boyfriend to pick up some new toys.  On the list of things to get: gag anal beads more japanese rope batteries for the bullet annnnd.... an anal hook (if they have one). I just saw one for the first time yesterday while looking at some bondage stuff. It got me incredibly horny. I'm looking forward to tonight. Although some plans have changed and the house won't be empty anymore. :( We'll just go to the basement when they're alseep, and maybe we can find some fun things to tie me to in the workshop. The workshop is unfinished, so there will be a beam or two that I can maybe be suspended from. I'm so excited!!! (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 20th, 2007
2:25 pm	Fisting? The other day, my man had me tied up and was teasing me for sooo long.  I think it was *almost* the most wet I'd ever been.  He got pretty damn horny seeing how wet I was, and wanted to touch it. He started to finger me, then asked to see me finger myself so he could watch and jack off.  I started off with one, then two, and then he asked for three and then four.  I had only gone up to three before, as I'm a really petite girl and my pussy is pretty tight. But seeing how crazy it got him, I tried for the fourth.  After some trying, I got it in, and he nearly came all over me just watching.  Then he started talking about how hot it would be so see my whole hand in my little cunt... This is really the first time I realised that he's into fisting. Maybe not doing it himself, but watching for sure.  I was a little surprised, but not, at the same time. When we first started seeing eachother, I went to school with a girl he knew when he was really young (elementary school days). Whenever we saw her (we're not friends...we'd just see her around town) he would tell me this story of how, at a party, she got drunk and showed everyone that she could fist herself.  When he talked about it, it sounded more like he was disgusted...so I never would have thought that he was into fisting. But now that I think back on it, he really did tell me that story waayyyy too many times for it to be a coincidence. I think it was his way of "testing the waters" with me.  I was never into it myself, as even a couple of fingers can hurt, but I really want to be able to do this for him, because I don't think I've ever seen him so turned on. I guess now all I have to do is start practicing...? (3 Comments |Comment on this)
10:58 am	Dirty Metal Shop Fantasies.... God, how I love a working man.  Not the business suit type...more of a tradesman. A carpenter, construction worker, landscaper....mm.. There's nothing sexier than seeing my man come home from a days work, covered in dirt and sweat and wearing his big steel-toe boots. I look at him and think of all the physical labour he did all day,  of all of his muscles flexing underneath his skin as he works so hard, of his big rough hands and how they feel on my soft pale skin. It gets me so wet, and I just want to pounce on him right then and there! I missed out on such a good fucking last night.  Not that we didn't fuck...but it could have been a fantasy come true. He needed a new tool set for work, but didn't have the money for it AND his bills, so I offered to lend him the money. He was soooo happy (it cost way up in the hundreds) that I had lent him the money, he told me that a good fuckfest was in order, and all of my wishes would be granted. When we got back to the car from home depot, he asked if we could go to the metal shop so he could drop off his tools, and said that he would fuck me there, if I wanted. But it was far, and I was too chicken that someone might show up to get something they had forgotten and catch us. I'm regretting it so much right now. Even though I was too chicken at the thought of someone catching us, it would have turned me on so much at the same time.  I've always wanted to have sex in the metal shop. Just the thought of  being surrounded by all those big machines, the cold hard metal, maybe being tied up somehow, and having my man fuck me while he's still in his work atire while I can be as loud as I can sends me into a craze!! I know that if it happened, he would tell all of the guys at work too. And I don't mind at all. It actually gets me pretty hot thinking of them thinking of me getting fucked senseless. Everytime I would see one of them, they would most likely be picturing me in the shop, bent over one of the machines, while my man fucked me harder and harder.... Imagine me getting fucked by all of them in the shop! MMMmm... They're all so gorgeous with their toned, musclely bodies and their rough dark skin from being outside working all day in the sun. Tonight, I think I will finally take him up on his offer. (Comment on this)