Expanded World View
Late last year I undertook an expansion training programme, beginning with my cunt (although my arse gets in on the action as well). It was at the request of m’Lady and made me a little nervous initially – but that changed fast!
You’ve already met the Sire, the delightful black-and-white silicone beauty that I began pushing my cunt-limits with. For a while now, though, the Sire has been joined by a larger friend: the Tantus Mr Universe. As you can see – and see more clearly in the click-though – the size difference is considerable.
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Watching Has its Own Rewards
I can see from watching that you know how to treasure your body: what works for you, how to touch yourself to bring responsiveness and pleasure. You don’t place the focus solely on your cock – you also pay attention to the rest of your body, have learnt where your various special erogenous areas are.
As you masturbate – and as I watch and as you watch me watching – you are full of variety. Sometimes you remain for a time with one movement or action, then you change, varying speed or altering rhythm to keep things going. You don’t use just the one hand (although you can), instead playing yourself with both. Placing your palms on each side of your cock to shift the skin up and down the shaft; moving your fingertips below to fondle your scrotum so very lightly; sliding the other hand up to scratch at your belly, cup your breasts, tease out a nipple. Slipping a finger into your mouth, then your anus. Groaning. Teasing yourself. Teasing me.
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Watching Closely
So we all know that I’m a bit of a perve, and that I really like to watch. My penchant for voyeurism came in handy when sitting down with the second volume of Buck Angel’s Sexing the Transman XXX series, and there was plenty to see! The first DVD came out last year (it was really hot), and so my expectations for this second offering were high.
Unfortunately I didn’t have a partner to watch with me this time around – but it did mean I could stretch out comfortably on the couch; have the pleasure of drooling appreciating and scribbling notes as I went; stop and start if I wanted to write a quote down – and giggle like mad at the Behind the Scenes extras!
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Libidinous
Sometimes I get so horny I could bust. And when that happens, a whole lot of orgasms is the result, often for days at a time.
When I’m in this state of being I become very focused on my physical reactions. It’s not to the exclusion of everything else – I’m still going about my life – but it takes so very little for me to be right back there, thinking about the fuck. This time around I’ve been über-horny for the last ten days or so. My standard routine is to masturbate three or four times a week, with bonus partnered sexual escapades, and the occasional porno DVD or short video. But now I’ve ramped right up – I’m watching multiple clips; wanking two-three times daily (for quite long periods of time) – and I cannot stop thinking about all things sexy.
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Palming My Purple Cock
I do love having my own cock. Not that touching someone else’s isn’t wonderful! But having own own, tucked between my legs; hanging out in my pants; jutting proudly and claiming attention? That’s utterly exciting.
This beauty is the Fun Factory Share. Now we all know that I love my Share XL – but the ridges are a challenge when it comes to that nicely paced in-and-out movement in arse-fucking. So when Hylas suggested we get the Share … hell yes!
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All Wanked Out?
The Wankfest 2012 challenge – to masturbate 3 times daily for the month of May – is over. While a bad cold meant that there were five days where I only masturbated once or twice, I did complete the entire month, and I am quite pleased to have done so!
You can see the spreadsheet, comprising all thirty-one days, eighty-four sessions, and what got me off, here.
You can also read my previous updates, throughout the month, here:
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Cunt Dancing
Today is the very last Wanton Wednesday – so I’ve decided to be even more wanton than usual, and send it off in style!
If you’ve been reading my blog a while, you will have seen my Clit Clamp (with bell) before. This tiny clamp has caused me a great deal of trouble in the past. There was, sure, one hell of an orgasm at Bastion Point, but prior to that were was a car with hard suspension, lots of judder bars, and me with said clamp on my nethers for hours. I remember it mostly with a gritting of teeth, while Hylas thinks of it considerably more fondly – and has a blast teasing me about it!
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Hitting the Doldrums
It’s been a difficult week in the Wankfest 2012 challenge. The masturbation has continued, but not at the joyous thrice-daily level that I have been achieving up to this point – Apollo had a bad cold last weekend and passed it on to me (alas!) - this after I successfully avoided catching Ailuros’. However being sick meant from Monday my energy levels began to drop precipitously, and some days this week only saw one session of wanking, as it was all I could manage. Rule 1 from my Title Deed then came into effect (‘Dee must care for her own physical, mental and emotional health’), which overrode everything else, including the challenge rules. Hence I am only masturbating as much as I am able to do so, which is okay with m’Lady – if not necessarily okay with me.
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Excitable girl, they all said
As I type this I have masturbated 53 times so far in May. Which sounds like a lot! But I wank three times a day as I eat a meal three times a day (not at the same time, though, as that’d get somewhat complicated) – and, like a meal, I can be done in fifteen minutes, or I can really take my time and savour the courses.
I quite like both. It’s all about variety!
Last Sunday I recorded myself having an orgasm for m’Lady, and sent it to her. Zie was very pleased indeed! And it’s a winner all around, because I get to share it with you:
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Hand in my pants
Originally published in Express Magazine on 11th May 2012. This is not the picture originally included with the article!
Hooray for May! While it’s rapidly heading into the chilly season, I happen to be flinging off my clothes rather than wrapping up warmly. Why? Because it’s International Masturbation Month, and I want easy access to my nether regions!
Not that I don’t wank the rest of the year, of course – but come May I ramp up the intensity considerably. The rest of my spelunking-related-activities increase too. I suspect by the end of the month everyone will be sick of me talking about jilling, writing about rubbin’ the nubbin, whinging about my aching fingers, hunting for more batteries and taking up all the outlets recharging my toys – not to mention asking if everyone else is blissing off as well.
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