Suckulent's Blog

I freely admit: I masturbate frequently.

Daily.

Nightly.

Like a teenage boi.

I have no shame.

I have porn as a hidden files on my phone for when I get that urge at work.

I will steal away to the bathroom and dial "O" for "oooohhhyesssss!"

I've become quite proficient and am damn proud of my self-skills.

Don't get me wrong.

I still yearn for a partner... one of the perks that sets me aglow is me fantasizing about an engorged cock fucking me... sometimes furiously... sometimes luxuriously... sometimes it his tongue lusciously lapping at me with a full-flat tongue and alternating with sharp darts ... fingers optionally are involved... AND VOILA!

I cum all over myself.

Immediately, I am blissful...sometimes re-energized and ready to kick down doors; other times ready to snooze in post orgasmic stupor.

i know I'm not the only one... woman who masturbates.

I may be in a subset group of the frequency, but any femme who denies touching herself has her panties on fire... or ice.

I know there must be a plethora of poor souls who have never...would ever... probably have never even taken the time to examine in a mirror what her pussy looks like because of... I don't know what... I'm not that kind of woman so I have no grasp of the mentality involved with deprivation. Depravity? Oh,yes. Don't be silly.

Total self denial?

Forget about it.

I actually want to find a partner who enjoys watching me do me as i would enjoy watching him do him. Then we could do each other... or at least prime each other for more fun.

Like getting our kink on with high heels and rubbing his crotch with my toes.

He could smell my panties..inhaling my intimate incense as I trace his brown cherry and remind him why it is so good he's my man.

Until such a time?

It is me, myself, and I and loving it.