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Sweet Little sUgar Talker
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[23 Oct 2007|05:22pm] |
life changes, doesn't it? so much. while i don't want to erase my material on this journal, i don't have much need for it these days. i haven't in a long time.
i fell in love.
i realized how it felt to be so in love that the touch of anyone else was a waste of time. casual encounters actually have the opposite effect on me now.
i'm still in love. the future is uncertain, but one thing i know is that i found myself. the good, the truth, and i'm still searching. (i'm even learning to sew.)
anyway, i am alive. i'm well. i'm never online, but i'm reachable, i suppose. i hope the world out there listening is happy and healthy, too.
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| sex advice ramble... |
[19 Jun 2005|09:48pm] |
i had a nice email sex discussion with a friend of mine. he knows he is having sex (with a girl he thinks is dynamite in bed), and requested some extra suggestions from me (i am a self-proclaimed sexpert). here is what i told him, off the top of my head. i thought more than one of you could use a couple suggestions!
no legs up. nah. do something different.
start eating her pussy and don't quit. sounds like she is talented in the area of cumming, so be relentless. don't think your tongue can guarantee orgasm every time. however, if it is bringing her close over and over, grab her fucking hand and have her help you out. course, don't forget the fingers (and you better find that perfect place with your fingers). you may think this is a no-brainer but it's not. i can't tell you how many times i get right to the point of orgasm and never get to finish. guys just don't put enough pressure on the clit at crunch time. (frankly getting me off that way is not the easiest thing to do by ANY means) however, if she is a cum machine like i am, she wants to give it to you. nothing is worse than the guy who brings you to orgasm and then backs off cause the girl starts squirting and drowning him (even choking him). the 100% orgasm is essential. if she begs you to fuck her, don't give in. nothing will make you head north unless she has had the full on 100% gusher. and even if you choke, there is no excuse. deal with it. she will crown you with the invisible kingofmycunt crown. mmmmm ok now i am horny.
as far as positions go, i think men underestimate our appreciation for the missionary position. it may seem an intimate moment, but just go for it. make it so your body couldn't possibly be any closer to her body. when you fuck her, grind into her clit with your hips (envision it). hold onto her face or her hair. touch her skin with your hands. stare at her. say something hot if you like. breathe right into her mouth. over and over. FUCK HER MIND. oh we love that shit.
ok i think i need some self help now. excuse the rambling. those were the first things which came to my mind.
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| a little redundant |
[01 May 2004|12:22pm] |
just a reminder:
this journal is 100% friends only!
i just dropped a ton of people (all people who had requested to come in, but never friended me). IF you ask me to add you to my journal, i expect you to add me back. IF you have special circumstances and reasons why you can't have me on your friends list (which i do totally understand), just let me know. IF i accidentally dropped you and you want to come back, tell me.
bye. :)
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| smoke |
[06 Apr 2004|11:50am] |
thursday i am doing a paid photo shoot for an amateur who has a smoking fetish. i'll be on his harley smoking, clothed. very simple. last night i took a bunch of POOR quality webcam shots to send to him. i know most of you may not be into the smoking thing, but here are some pictures. (no make-up, circles under my eyes, bad mood, in pigtails. authentic!)
( smoking )
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| this journal is friends only |
[28 Dec 2003|07:13pm] |
i just made a friends list chop. why ask me to add you if you aren't going to add back? if you can't view my journal or add my journal for whatever reason, please let me know. i totally understand. if i accidentally dropped you and you would like to remain on my friends list, i'll gladly add you back. :)
i do read the journals of everyone on my friends list, btw.
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[01 Dec 2003|06:56pm] |
THIS JOURNAL IS FRIENDS ONLY!!!!
so just ask!!! 18 & over only
(just new friends. old friends are safe)
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| i feel like shit... |
[23 Oct 2003|11:58pm] |
maybe i just need to masturbate (it's been four days)?
or better yet, fuck (it's been eleven days)?
who is in?
hahaha, i am such a cruel tease.
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| ouch. ex-crushes. :( |
[14 Oct 2003|07:40pm] |
Who has a crush on  beyondbounds?
The below numbers indicate what sorta crushes beyondbounds's friends have on her, as taken from the results of the original LJ Secret Crush Meme.
Questions? Please read the FAQ.
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3 people have a Secret Crush on beyondbounds.
3 people have a Public Crush on beyondbounds.
1 people have an Ex-Crush on beyondbounds.
| How many people have a crush on you?
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| boring |
[03 Oct 2003|04:32pm] |
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i just cut some off my friends list. i only dropped people who asked me to add them but never added me back. some people simply can't put me on their friends lists due to the content of my journal, and i totally understand. if i did cut you accidentally, please let me know.
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| sounds like me... |
[30 Sep 2003|12:49pm] |
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) arkhamrefugee posted today in his journal:
I want to take someone with a large bosom, a ready smile and selectively permeable morals for a tumble in the sheets.
i like it.
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[29 Sep 2003|10:00am] |
i met the hottest guy through internet dating. his face is so beautiful, i could stare at him for hours. breathtaking. plus, he's got that look i'm into. i get excited just thinking about him.
the problem is that he's not affectionate. we've seen each other three times, each ending with a great blowjob and a big swallow. he has never taken my clothes off, and only once did he pull my tits out of my bra to play.
i want so badly to fuck him, but i don't think he'll let me. if only he knew what a little whore i can be. maybe he's waiting until he gets some waterproof sheets? i don't think so. hmmph.
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[25 May 2003|01:25pm] |
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for the record-- yes i do post pictures under two different journals. in case anyone noticed similarities.
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[02 Feb 2003|11:57am] |
the mean asshole/or assholes are located at
63.205.43.156 AND 64.161.172.117. this person has stolen my pictures and done some really evil things with my identity (and naturally will be reported). i have reason to believe they are both the same person (i still can't imagine it is someone i actually know). this will be the end of me talking about this subject (i hope). friends only from now on. no anonymous posting. let's go back to having fun.
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[01 Feb 2003|10:44pm] |
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this journal is going friends only. drop a comment if you have a complaint.
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[23 Jan 2003|06:13pm] |
it's true. tomorrow will be two weeks since i've had sex. more specifically, it will be two weeks since i fucked A. that friday was a fun night, complete with even a few new experiences.
he had to take a shower after work. i waited patiently on his bed. when he returned from the bathroom, he was still dripping, wearing only a towel. he told me to take my clothes off. i said, "make me." he said that i better take my fucking clothes off. he put his cock in my face. he teased me with it; flashing his pretty dick to me from beneath his towel. he put his cock in my face, waving it around my mouth's opening. he let me play with it with my tongue; taking it into my mouth. then he took it away. he told me "take your clothes off." i said "make me" with an evil look. each time he teased me with his dick and naked body, i would remove another article of my clothing. he demanded i get naked. i told him no. he smacked my ass so hard. he kept hitting it hard, again and again, until i agreed to strip down.
i was on top of him, kissing his perfect soft full lips. our naked bodies on top of each other; our tongues playing together. i love the feeling of his tongue's barbell hitting my teeth. the sudden jolt that goes through me when i feel the metal with my tongue; when i hear the silver metal against my white teeth. the kissing was good, but i missed the sensation i get every time his cock enters my mouth. it never fails--i must always place my body in position on his left side in order to take his whole length down my throat. he pushed my head down hard. he likes to grip onto my hair and my scalp hard, pushing me down while somehow pulling hard at my hair. i love the feeling. once my throat is completely open and my face is all the way down (so far down that i feel the jewelry in his balls with my upper lip), he pushes my head even harder. he almost moves my head from side to side. i cannot breathe. all my air is under his control, and i love it. i rise up, my eyes filled with many tears, now streaming down my face. it's pure excitement. i am so full of lust, and i can feel his pleasure, too. he declared his amazement, saying my mouth feels just like a pussy. i know he loves it.
that night we were expecting company. and honestly, i was in need of fucking. i climbed right on top of him and started riding. my hands actually pinned his down lightly above his head. i held onto his wrists; i held onto his hands. and i rode fucking him ferociously. the bed squeaked and creaked. we laughed a little. he was ready to cum, and i was ready to drink it down. being away from his cum always makes me miss him painfully. i hadn't seen him in a couple weeks and was very very thirsty. my hips plunged deeply into his cock. my ass thrusted back and forth and back and forth. i looked into his eyes. i knew he would cum right there inside me if one of us didn't move. he nearly threw me off of him. i jumped onto my back and opened wide, hungry. he shot his full load into my waiting mouth. he is so delicious.
we spent a few hours with his friends and each other. we had a ton of laughs, and beer. a really good time. once his friends were gone, we were stuck to each other again. we lost our clothes somewhere around his computer chair, frantically trying to get naked as fast as we could. while his friend was there he said he would pierce my nipple for me. he didn't understand that my desire to do so was mostly fueled by the lust to watch myself bleed. my yearning to watch him make me bleed. i was so ready to do it. somehow, yet again, it didn't end up happening.
we kissed some more, and i went down. my ass was up near his face, and he took the liberty to start eating my pussy. we were in a very enjoyable 69 with me on top, when i felt his fingers entering my ass. he doesn't usually play with my ass, but this night was different. he licked my clit and pussy, fucking my ass with his fingers. it felt simply amazing. i reached down for a brief time to rub myself as well. all the while i licked and sucked at his beautiful dick. i knew i was going to cum. his fingers moved fast and hard, in and out of my asshole and my pussy. it was time. he had waited several minutes for me to finally cum. he told me to do my thing. he told me to squirt my cum all over him. i can't always control it, but i knew in that position i would surely be successful. and i did. my cum gushed at his face. i could feel him tasting me before having to move his face away briefly. my cum was all over the bed and all over him. felt so amazing.
i felt thoroughly pleased. i thought it was time A try something different. i asked him if it was okay for me to lick his ass, and he said yes. i knew this was a very new experience for him, so i wasn't too intrusive when i stuck my tongue in his asshole. i knew he was clean and i could have lots of fun with this, as long as he felt comfortable. he lay there with his legs up a bit, my face underneath him pulling his ass into my mouth. my long tongue shot in and out of his ass. sometimes he giggled, while other times he moaned in pleasure. he was giving in and letting himself go. letting go of his limits for a few moments. i looked up at him and saw his pretty smile. i knew he liked it, even though he felt awkward. he was yummy, his ass tightening around my tongue. i could feel his body relax, then tense up, and relax again.
his cock was hard again. i eagerly moved up to his face, opened up my legs, and straddled him again. i wanted to ride him, so i feverishly put him inside me. i had had a few drinks, and i admit that for an unexplained reason i was preoccupied with blood. i remember looking into his eyes and saying, "i want you to make me bleed." he didn't acknowledge this idea; i am sure i sounded a bit crazy. he told me to put his cock in my ass. i didn't hesitate a moment. i got off of him, went down for a second, covering his cock with my saliva, wet as could be. then i climbed right back on top. this time i held onto his cock and lowered my ass down on top of it. soon he was all the way in my ass. i moved up and down slowly for about a minute. i could tell by then he had had enough of the ass-play. he told me to put it back into my pussy. i gladly obeyed, sliding right back down. our faces were pressed together, and i heard him say, "that's my baby" as he referred to being back inside his happy home. i rode him and rode him. i felt his arms around me, his fists clenched, almost beating into my back as he punched me a few times. it felt so good. the pleasure and the pain of the tension in his body all moving through his fists.
soonafter we passed out, only to wake up again early-morning, my mouth totally devoted to his cock. i remember how sore my hamstrings were that day. and now here i am...horny again. two weeks is way too long to go without.
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| my turn ons |
[12 Jan 2003|04:53pm] |
i was asked to list my turn-ons recently. i decided to take them off the top of my head and rattle them off. this is what i came up with in about five minutes. i am sure there are more.
my turn-ons (as in, things that get me wet), in no particular order:
my back bitten
my shoulders bitten
long kisses
wet kisses
thick lips
a nice tongue
blow jobs
deep-throating
when my eyes cry from giving head
seeing someone i have missed or been lusting over
shaved heads
pretty eyes
nice teeth
pretty smiles
smart men
hot young guys
generosity
kindness
sense of humor
doing something with a person for my first time
having someone do something with me for his first time
the taste of cum
tasting a person's cum for the first time
cum all over my face
cum all over my tits
having both my nipples sucked on at the same time
quick wit
nice thighs
muscles
a nice ass
me licking a nice (clean) ass
shocking someone by doing something they didn't expect (as in licking his ass, or when he feels my throat take him deep the first time)
having my pussy licked
having my inner labia sucked on
being finger-fucked hard
nose to nose kissing while fucking (the intense look in his eyes that speaks volumes)
when a guy's eyeballs roll into the back of his head because i make him feel so fucking good
a nice manly jawline
my pussy
my piercings
being physically challenged by a man sexually
the idea of someone drawing blood and smearing it around my skin
the fantasy of being cut by someone
rubbing the back of a guy's head with my fingers
the feeling my fingertips feel when they play with the cock head and the hole
gently sucking balls one by one
having my hands bitten
my fingers bitten
being spanked very hard
being pinned down
feeling a heartbeat through my body
the guy cumming in my ass
being slapped
getting naked in my car
masturbating because i was told to
holding hands
naked hot bodies stuck together after sex and falling asleep
a nice voice
my wrists held onto really tightly
feeling the love
sharing the love
listening to a special someone talk about something they know a lot about
the fantasy of being spoon-fed cum
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| i know. i am a little bit oral. :) |
[11 Jan 2003|11:45pm] |
when it all comes down, what are my favorite things? kisses and blow jobs. (post demonstrating my devotion to the fine art of the bj coming soon.) it's very hard to narrow down, but i find the very core of me lies in my mouth. not only is my mouth a pleasure seeker, but a pleasure maker. i do have a good mouth; no doubt about that one. but my own abilities aren't what provides me with so many happy feelings. the partner makes all the difference in the world.
without a kiss, there is nothing. some people argue that kissing is sex. and i do have to agree to a point. i can't exactly say that i agree with the idea that a good kisser is a good fuck. however, a bad kisser is 90% a horrible fuck. the absence of kissing from sexual acts shows a lack of passion on the part of the person. and sex should be filled with passion and intensity. when i think about the worst experiences in my recent past, they are marked clearly by a lack of deep kissing.
i can't blame anyone for being a bit intimidated by my tongue. it is long and thick, and i do get very excited when i put it to use. sometimes my tongue will explore the every space inside the mouth of my partner. i love feeling his (i am using a generic "he" here for whomever i may be kissing at that time) gums, his teeth, his palate, the underside of his tongue, his inner cheeks. i like to find my way around in there with my tongue, and often stretch my tongue into the depths of his mouth. i like the feeling of his teeth as my tongue glides along the sharp tops or bottoms.
i love feeling the tip of his tongue. our tongues barely touching, meeting in the space not inside my mouth and not inside his. tickling each other, playing together teasingly. i love to suck his lips. most notable is the lust for the bottom lip; but i am not exclusive, and i can adore the top one just as well. i like to suck on his tongue, and i definitely love my tongue sucked. my tongue is taken into his mouth and immediately relaxes and submits, giving it up to him to do what he will (suck it, bite it). i do like the feeling of a pierced tongue. i like circling my tongue around the barbell in his. and i love when his metal clacks on my teeth. each time a surge is sent through me.
i like when my lips are bitten. i love the feeling that my lips are under the power of another person, ready to burst into bloody mess at any time. but they don't. they are under his control, and he lets go before my breaking point. sometimes i like when my lip bleeds. i like waking up the next morning with a swollen cut lip, sore and there to remind me of his kisses for at least the day.
i love continual kisses. kisses that start at the beginning of an evening and never really stop. i love looking in his eyes while we fuck, our mouths never separating from each other. i love when the intensity of the sex is so heavy, that there is no way to really continue a kiss. two bodies thrusting wildly into each other, concentrating on each movement. we become two mouths pressed together, taking breaths into each other. living off each other's air if only for moments. i love those few times when i can kiss him hello and never stop kissing until after we've cum and unwound. suddenly we realize we've been kissing for an hour, no words, no clear sounds. muffled lust and heat captured inbetween two mouths.
lips. beautiful soft thick lips. the softness and sensuality in a kiss with no tongue. the open mouth appreciation of four lips bound together. i can lose myself in that softness. succumbing to a breathlessness within me, letting out a sigh of arousal.
ten seconds of the perfect lips are all i need to be ready. ready for him to plunge himself into me while looking into my eyes and kissing my lips. it's heaven.
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[11 Jan 2003|11:10pm] |
i am always very likely to start playing with my *dirty* pussy. i like my pussy after it's been used and well-fucked. my pussy is sore and raw and smells of sex. my whole being smells of sex. i had no desire to rush home and shower after the great fucking of last night and this morning. i washed my hands several times, but couldn't lose the smell of sweat, cum, my juices, his body, smoke. both of my hands are covered in us.
as i sat here reading i repeatedly held my hands over my face and nose to remind myself of the time we had. i was aroused. my right hand moved down and discovered, surprised, my wetness. i played inside my cunt for a moment and then moved right up to my clit. i rubbed my tender spot gently with my right middle finger for only a minute before reaching into only shallow depths with my left pointer finger. i rubbed my walls with my finger, moving in and out. the combination of rubbing my clit and adoring my insides made me cum quickly. i tasted myself for a second, but i couldn't stop. the friction continued, and there were more. i came two more times in a matter of a minute. they were small quick orgasms. a small attempt to rid myself of leftover lust from last night. my pussy is still spasming. i lifted my left hand up to suck my juices off my finger, drying it on my t-shirt. our essence shall wash off my hands by morning, or perhaps afternoon tomorrow. i'll need another good fucking soon.
**after proofreading this entry, i realized i couldn't hold back. my left finger moved into my cunt again, this time wiggling back and forth inside of me. my finger quickly soaked up some of the wetness of inside, a pussy full of my own juices. i rubbed my slippery clit against my piercing with my finger. i came another three times, finally feeling jolts through my thighs telling me maybe i could be done now.
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[04 Jan 2003|01:17am] |
i would like to write a long detailed post explaining why i love kissing so much. why i find it so important to intimacy and pleasure. but i will not.
this is what i will say:
i fucking LOVE to kiss and be kissed. i love wet passionate involved kisses. i love warm thick lips and a soft sweet tongue.
i feel like i am missing out on kisses. i want to kiss. my lips ache in longing.
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