My apologies

I'm sorry I don't really blog here anymore.
To be honest I don't know if this is me any longer.
I've figured out sex is a lot more serious than I've made it out to be the past several years. What sucks is being extremely fucking horny and not being able to do ANYTHING.ABOUT.IT.

I mean I've always had that sexual frustration but I think to myself, "OK Nicki you can go get B.O.B. out later and everything will be fine." then I sit back and relax again thinking, "Oh, that Nicki. She's so smart."
Well what happens when you are going through a certain recovery process in the female genital area and aren't allowed to *cough* and I quote "put anything in the vagina for at least 3-6 weeks" (and highlight).

Ugh. Well what the fuck am I supposed to do now?

Poll: B-O-B

{Written by: Francesca}


How do you add a poll? This is the low-tech version from your resident Old Lady.

I've realized that I am desperately in need of a vibrator of some sort (aka Battery-Operated-Boyfriend, or BOB).

There are so many styles! There's the fingertip vibrator (A).

There's the "ergonomic" or "curved to match yours" vibrator (B).

And then there's the good old anatomically correct - PLUS! vibrator (C).

Help save me from a life of sexual frustration! vote now!

I may be unique in the Orgasm world..

{Written by Kat}

Before I get to my post...

Dear 10 Followers,

So SORRY for neglecting you.

We do love you!
We are busy and have lives

but it doesn't mean we love you less!

Personally I only blog when inspired like tonight...

so here is my blog>>>

I was reading MormonBachPad the guilty pleasure that it is and in the comments of this post was a line that well I guess inspired? me...

"You can't orgasm from a persons sweet personality."

I do find this to be true. One must have a naughty personality!

BUT for me, personally, I cannot rarely orgasm without trust.

This could be what Carrie meant when she wrote:

"sorry Kat you may want to stop reading.." in this post.

I think she wrote that because if you read that post, you would be well educated on that woman's orgasm history. And God blessed her. I promise I am not jealous
but in that same post she said:

"But by then I had learned how to unattach emotionally and just enjoy sex for what it is"

I have never been able to do that. Not when it comes (tehehe, #clearlyiamverymature) to cumming or orgasming.

To date only 2 men have been able to bring me to the full Niagara release complete with after-pleasure-shock-waves a totally of 3 times. Ever.

For me it all leads to a point of LETTING GO so that I can Let Go.
When I am getting rev'd up by a man and it begins the climax to a climax, I won't, unless I consciously decide to. And what is the magic conscious decision maker for me?

trust

It actually effects me when I am having Kat-time with my bean too..
I have to get myself to that same point and then decide to Let Go. I don't know if it is necessarily trust there too (like trust in myself or something) but what ever it is, I always have to decide to Let Go to get out of my head.

It sucks. But then there are times where I surprise myself. Or rather there have been 2 times.

The first surprise was with my first love Kevin. (yes, his real name)

And actually it is how I figured out he was my first true love.

It was the night we celebrated our 1yr together (a few days after since I was home visiting from my freshman year at college) We held out playing computer games for about 45mins until his mom left and then he had me pinned up against the wall a mere foot away with my pants down so FAST. I'm getting the Tingles below just thinking about it. It was so kinky and nerdy and intimate and primal all rolled into one, it took me by surprise, I didn't have time to put the mental blockers up. (Normal mental blockers say GRAB A CONDOM! Mine say GRAB A CONDOM and DO YOU TRUST HIM?)
And the craziest part, it was via hand. Another reason my blockers weren't up. I had no idea then that one could be brought to full fledged orgasm via bean-flicking! SURPRISE!
It was an hour later after he carried me to the bed for more fun, less clothes and great sex...

that he gave me my first claddagh ring and I realized I loved him.

I still wear that ring to this day, only on my right ring finger.

The second surprise has less fun, more naughty and was

last night with my Endless Pleasure!

[There is a reason that Bitten Usagi and I are such good friends! ;o) No we aren't lesbian lovahs! I bet her hubs would LOOOOVE that!! haha no she is my supplier! Good times!]
Anywho...
Last night I couldn't sleep much like tonight and I decided it was some Kat-time.
I found a little visual stimulation and well SURPRISE!

Which brings me to my question(s)

Have you ever watched porn?
& why or why not?

xoxo Kat

Orgasms

{written by: Carrie}

Christina said..

"What I'm curious to know (since everyone is so very open and honest here!) is: How many of you girls have multiple orgasms, how many can orgasm from oral, and how many can not orgasm from having intercourse. Those are some topics I'd like to hear about!

Love the honesty ladies. I totally would not be able to go into detail about my sex life!"

Thanks Christina for the questions! This makes blogging so much more fun, knowing what you want to hear. And what a better subject than ORGASMS! 

Like I previously mentioned, I don't believe I had an orgasm until after leaving my boyfriend who I was sexually active with for 2 years and bought a vibrator. I'm proud to say I gave myself my first orgasm thank you very much. I mean, I felt a pleasurable sensation when we had sex, but never that toe curling, bite my tongue, screaming until my throat is dry, kind of orgasm. (sorry Kat you may want to stop reading..)

I don't think he was necessarily bad, I just think the relationship was so fucked up I never truly let go. Sex was his tool to manipulate me, there were several times I only had sex with him so he would love me. Sometimes it was the only time I felt he loved me. 

Then there was David and did he ever show me what an orgasm was! Shit son, that was some good sex. I definitely experienced multiple orgasms, I think our high was 6 times in one night. (No joke, he was a God.) Like I said, bruises and sore from hours upon hours of mind blowing sex. But by then I had learned how to unattach emotionally and just enjoy sex for what it is: SEX. Beautiful, hot, steamy, orgasmic SEX. 

After awhile this promiscuous relationship caused to rip away at my soul. I wanted sex to be special with someone I loved. So we went our separate ways and I tried desperately to be good. Then I met Adam, he sold me my ipod and got my number. He was a smoker, but for the first time I found this extremely sexy. He was 10 years older than me and had the most beautiful blue eyes. We went back to his place, he opened up a bottle of red wine and we listened to Frank Sinatra. I felt so mature and classy. One thing led to another and I put down my glass on the counter and pinned him against the wall. I was drunk enough not to realize he tasted nasty from the smoke, and he was smooth with his hands. 

We made it back to the bedroom and I suddenly stopped to tell him, "I don't want to have sex." He looked at me like I had just kicked him in the balls, "Why the hell not?!" I was surprised by his hostility. Dude, chill out it's our first time! I told him I was waiting until I fell in love and he said, "I'll love you. I think you're adorable, I want to love you forever." 

Creepy much?

I left his apartment that night wet and bothered. I didn't give in even though I desperately wanted to. When he asked me out the next night I couldn't help saying yes. I found him so incredibly sexy and irresistible. That night he told me he had a gift from the Gods. He was incredible at giving oral sex. I blushed and laughed nervously. I told him I had never orgasmed from oral sex and his eyes popped out of his head. "You haven't?! Darling, we've got to fix this." 

He talked me into it, and with his tongue inside me he taught me how to let go and orgasm. I have to say he gave me the greatest orgasm of my life. But I still wouldn't have sex with him. He didn't even expect a blow job which was amazing. I definitely got the better end of the deal on that one. 3 weeks later he told me he wanted me to meet his dad. After getting nauseous from making out sober I realized this would never work. I said goodbye and he got really pissed at me. Now that I think about it, pretty sure he needed anger management.

2 weeks later I was at a party and got extremely drunk and found myself sitting in my room after the party completely horny. So, I called him of course. I told him I was lost and needed help. (this can go down as a great drunk story as well) How could he turn down a damsel in distress? So I literally walked 2 blocks and sat on the corner in my little tube top dress and heels. He didn't look too happy when he picked me up and I immediately regretted my decision. (milk was a bad choice)

We went back to his place and he started yelling at me for being such a "dumb bitch." I started crying and finally he said, "Well, since you made me get out of bed and pick your pathetic ass up I at least deserve sex for this." I looked at him with my tear stained face, mascara running down my cheeks and said "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" I told him to fuck off and that I was walking home. He grew some sympathy and told me it was OK and he'd take me home in the morning. I was scared out of my mind, here I am this 19 year old girl drunk and in practically a strangers home. He could have easily raped me. Luckily I got out of there alive but not without an extremely awkward drive home in the morning. 

I believe to this day he still hates me. I'm banned from the apple store.

I think that answers your questions Christina ;)

I should be packing..

{written by: Carrie}

But I'm going to talk about masturbation instead. Why is it I'm always the most horny when on my cycle? I mean, it's like God is sitting there laughing at the torture he's causing me. I know some girls do it in the shower and what not, but that just disgusts me. I'm NOT comfortable with my period, I think that is just gross if you are. I have never and will never have sex on my period no matter how horny I am. Ugh [gag]

Anyway, only a few days left. I need medical marijuana just for my horrid cramps, think I can use that as an excuse? Maybe if I just go into detail about my period and menstruation flow the doctor will get so uncomfortable he'll just give me a prescription. Or I'll show a nipple, just one though. Showing two makes me a tramp. (Ask Charlotte, she knows) Anyone remember the episode with the sailors and Charlotte shows a nipple? haha I should watch that.

All I can say is I am anticipating a much needed date with the Quivler Tickler sometime this week. I couldn't masturbate when I was in Colorado because I forgot him, and was sleeping in the same bed as Jessica most nights (not that that would've stopped me). Haha I joke.

Guess I should get back to packing. My mom's eyes popped out of her head as she saw me pull into the driveway with a car full of liquor boxes. I said with a straight face, "I've been saving up for the move." She never knows whether to laugh or cry when it comes to me. She also saw my "Bar Careers- your manual inside! Thank you for joining us!" packet that came in the mail when I was gone. Oh mother, just love me, there's no hope for my soul.

The Discovery

{written by: Kat}

So once again it is past 1am

& I have not properly embraced my pillow...

Nor have I finished editing my 2010 vlog,
nor finished writing my 2009 blog,
nor have I begun my 2010 blog.

And yet here I am.
Mostly because I was surfing a random site
& found this pic:

It made me stop and think.
NO!
It did not make me stop and flick my own bean and think.
But really, I stopped and thought about it.

How many females out there were raised to be afraid of their femininity?
How many females out there have been too afraid to touch themselves there?
How many females out there were told that their 'bean' is only for their husband? Or worse... How many females out there were told if ANYONE were to touch their 'bean' it would mean 'hell'?
Or even worse...
How many females out there (yes even in the dear old US) were rushed to the ER (or kept bleeding and alone) because their culture says no 'bean' because you are subhuman?

There is SO much more to sinning (and not sinning) with your bean than what is commonly known or believed in.

What do I believe?
Well you are here at my our blog...
So I shall tell you.

I believe that God put twice as many nerve endings in our tiny bean as he put in the whole tip of the male's southern pole for a reason.
I believe that a healthy amount of time spent with one's bean is a good thing.
I believe that the next male I let go there is going to have as much respect for my mind and my heart as he does for my bean.
I believe that I am going to do my best to let my daughter know that her own bean is something to be proud of and to take care of. (Yeah, it sounds super uber creepy but I will find a way to make it not...)
I believe in the picture I found.

...What do you believe?


And, no, despite my believing...
I am not going to be having 'Kat'time with my bean.
Well, not tonight anyways... ;o)

Everybody have FUN tonight!

[written by: Carrie}

I don't know if it's the bitter cold weather, the fact that I hit my year mark of remaining abstinent, or the fact that I've been spending more time with Mary Jane lately, but I'm always fucking horny! I used to masturbate a couple times a month, but it's become a necessity to step that number up to every other day! I see a hot guy, *BAM* horny. Watch True Blood *BAM* horny. Think about David Beckham naked? *BAM* horny! Sometimes it's hard getting through long shifts at work, riding in bumpy cars, or being around extremely attractive men for too long. I start envisioning them with their clothes off, wondering if they are wild in bed, or if they have a good sized dick. 

I haven't always been this girl! But it's like I was a bomb shell about to go off and once winter hit I exploded! I was sexually active from 17-21 and I only loved one of the men I slept with. I started to feel sick, like a piece of my soul was ripped out each time I gave myself to someone else. I am the first to say sex is a BEAUTIFUL thing, but I believe it's something sacred you should share with someone you love. I have definitely regained a lot of self-esteem and confidence in the past year with remaining abstinent, but how much longer can I go on like this? I haven't found "the one" yet, nor do I expect to anytime soon! So how much longer can I go before I rape random men in dark rooms? How long will the vibrator suffice? 

THIS IS TRULY THE END OF THE WORLD!!!

(K so some kids in Africa are hungry, and there's like this war going on and stuff, but let's focus on ME!)

Tonight is New Year's Eve and I have absoFUCKINGlutely no "special someone" in my life besides a twitter crush whom I wish wasn't working a 24 hour shift! ;) ;) I'm hitting up a party in Salt Lake that I pray has an extra good looking single man for me to smooch at midnight. Because common' it's the end of another year, but does anything really matter besides getting that kiss? Let's be honest. All you "seriously so blessed" happy married couples probably laugh and think, "Wow, I'm glad I have serious problems to face" but guess what?! I can kiss 6 men tonight if I want and I have no one to report to! (OK so that wasn't an actual offense because I'd so rather be you sometimes)

This party I'm going to even has a stripper pole! haha ya, that's right. It's some rich bitch's house who I'll admit, is damn fine with her hair extensions and fake boobs. So if anything, I get a lil' free lesbian entertainment. 

Happy New Year everyone! Go be crazy, I give you permission. 

Xoxo,

Carrie