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The Dick of Your Dreams

Laura — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 13:00:45 +0000

It probably won’t come as a surprise when I tell you I’ve been on a sex toys kick for the last week. In fact, on Friday I ordered two pairs of nipple jewelry from my “Laura’s Naughty Sex Shop” on this site. They’re both danglers (the one with pink hearts and the one with stars). I had wanted to buy nipple jewelry for my birthday last April, and even wrote about it on my blog back them. But for some reason I never got around to it. Well, now I have! And I can’t wait to see Wes’s face when he undresses me and finds jewelry dangling from my nipples.

What fun!

Okay, back to sex toys. One of my Twitter friends mentioned a “sybain” last week. I didn’t know what that was, so he told me to google it.

Before I go any further, yes, I’m having a blast on Twitter. Alex set up my Twitter account in October. But I’ve been so slammed, chatting with all my fans/readers at Facebook that I haven’t had the time to investigate Twitter until last Thursday night. And I love it! So if you’re on Twitter follow me. I’m “Sexwitch” there (http://twitter.com/sexwitch).

Okay, back to sex toys. Hey, not my fault if I’m easily distracted! Anyway, when I searched Google, I discovered there are all kinds of sybains on the market, ranging in price from several thousand dollars to less than $200.

Basically, a sybain is a seat similar to a saddle with a dick (dildo) attached. BUT this is no ordinary dildo. This is a motorized dick. It can vibrate. It can pump. It can move in circles and hit your g-spot with every stroke.

Alrightyyyyy!

You can see the appeal now. Yeah, just flip the switch, and let this baby do its thing. Yummmmy!

If it usually takes you a long time to reach a climax, you’ll go off much faster with a sybain. If you thought you were not a multi-orgasmic woman, think again. A sybain will definitely change that. Hey, all I had to do was look at some of these, and I almost climaxed. But then I’m highly suggestible. And visual. Oh, well…

Guess what? I was so impressed with sybains, I searched Amazon and found one at a fab price for my store. Yes, I did.

It’s called the “Premium Hitachi Wand System.” Here’s what the manufacture says about it:

The Love Seat is a cushion made from a soft hypoallergenic foam, fully machine washable, that will hold most wand massagers and let your hands be able to roam. Simply insert the massager through the hole, letting the head stick out, and get ready to ride. You will feel all the vibrations without having to hold the wand! This makes it great as you can use your hands to pleasure yourself in other areas or your partner. It can also be used while being intimate with your partner as you can straddle the cushion backwards for from behind positions. We highly recommend using the wand controller as it will give you easy access over the speed of the wand and will help to keep your hands free. Measurements: 14 inches in length and 8.5 inches in width. Comes with all items shown in picture.

If you’ve never seen a sybain before or if you think you’d like to try one, here’s the link to it in my store (http://www.laurastamps.com/shop/). It’s in the “Sex Toys & Kinky Stuff” section. You’ll find it on the third page of that section. Check it out.

More good news! This Hitachi sybain only costs $139.95. Great price for the dick of your dreams, dontcha think?

Oh, yeah. Ride ‘em, cowgirl, ride! *kinky grin*

xoxo
Laura Stamps
Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novelist
(Witches, Shapeshifters, Vampires)
To read excerpts from my novels:
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com
Check out my verrrrry naughty blog:
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The Hottest Sex Toy in Vegas for 2010

Laura — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 13:00:07 +0000

On January 9 at 11:00am the world’s first sex robot was unveiled at the “AVN Adult Entertainment Expo” in Vegas. No, I’m not kidding. Her name is “Roxxxy TrueCompanion” (http://www.TrueCompanion.com).

This was the big sex toys convention Alex wanted us to go to this year, but our schedules were too hectic to attend. After Alex sent me the press release on Roxxxy, I’m thinking we missed more than we thought.

Here’s what makes Roxxxy so much more than your average blow-up sex doll. Roxxxy knows her name. She can carry on a conversation (Wow!). She has her own unique personality. She knows owner’s likes and dislikes. She can express love. She can feel her owner’s touch (Wow!). And she can have an orgasm (Wow!).

Are you sure she’s not real? LOL

Douglas Hines, the founder of True Companion, stated “Our sex robots are committed to pleasing their owner. This may involve having a nice discussion or engaging in an intimate encounter. They are fully anatomically correct just like a real person. We have electrical and robotics engineers, artists, fashion models, beauty and makeup professionals all working together to make our customer’s dream a reality.”

Looks like stock in Viagra is about to go up (lol). As Stepford-Wives as this sounds, I know there’s a good market out there for Roxxxy. I’ve met lots of single, divorced older men who are tired of playing the dating game and just want companionship and a good fuck without the hassle of a relationship. If they’ve got the cash, they can have Roxxxy.

But don’t worry, ladies. Roxxxy isn’t competition for us. On the contrary, I think she could be a blessing in disguise.

Really.

I mean, how many of us have moaned over the years that we’re so busy we need a “wife”? If she can carry on a conversation and is athletic enough to have sex then she can clean house for us, right?

And what about all those times when your hubby wants you to listen to his moaning and groaning about his day, his job, his life, his fav football team, etc.? Hey, Roxxxy can fill in for us there, too. Can you see where I’m going with this?

And just think. If Roxxxy is a hit, then True Companion will create a male sex robot. You know they will.

If they ask me, I think they should model him after one of those hunky male strippers like the guys with Chippendale’s or Thunder Down Under. Maybe they’ll name him “Raoul.”

Hmm. Wonder what his “tool” would look like? Wonder if all you have to do is press a button, and it pops up?

You can tell I’m pondering the important questions in life today… *kinky grin*

Raging Hard-ons New 7” Dong

Laura — Wed, 09 Dec 2009 14:00:59 +0000

One of my friends at Facebook told me about this new sex toy last week, and I gotta tell ya, just looking at the thing made me wet. Oh, yes, it did! *kinky grin*

It’s called Raging Hard-ons (UR3) 7″ Ballsy dong. Leave it to Doc Johnson to create something soooo lifelike. Here’s a link to check it out:

http://www.amazon.com/Raging-Hard-Ons-Realistic-7/dp/B0009RF9M8/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1260226296&sr=1-2-fkmr0

This dong measures 7 inches in total length, and it’s 4.5 inches in circumference (yummmmmy!). It’s made from a super soft material called UR3, which is the most advanced synthetic flesh ever created. This amazing material warms to the body to make it feel even more realistic. Not to mention, the ribbed shaft creates mega stimulation.

YOWZA!!!

And there’s more. This hard dick also comes with thick realistic veins and a nice set of squeezable balls (purrrrrr….!). The UR3 material is scientifically formulated to feel and respond like human flesh. It’s compatible with water-based or silicone lubricants. And best of all it’s latex-free. Yay!

My FB friend told me a friend of hers who owns a sex toy shop swears by this dong, and encouraged her to buy one. She’s thrilled she did, because she LOVES it!

So if you’re in the market for a new toy, check this one out. It might be just the O-producer you’ve been searching for. Or it might be “Raoul.” Ya know, the “boyfriend” every lusty woman needs when she’s in-between boyfriends. Or husbands. Or not. *naughty grin*

To keep your sex toys bacteria-free and to help them last longer, “Classic Erotica Before & After Adult Toy Cleaner” is an awesome, easy to use cleaner. Here’s the link for it:

http://www.amazon.com/Classic-Erotica-Before-After-Cleaner/dp/B001BSOIZI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=hpc&qid=1260226363&sr=1-1

See? I think of everything. Dontcha love me?! *kinky grin*

xoxo
Laura Stamps
The Magickal Sex Goddess
Author of Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novels
(Witches, Shapeshifters, Vampires)
laura@laurastamps.com
To read excerpts from my novels:
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com
Check out my verrrrry naughty blog:
http://www.LauraStamps.com
My “Laura Stamps” Fan Page at Facebook:
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Slip-Sliding Away….!!

Laura — Wed, 16 Sep 2009 11:48:00 +0000

On Sunday afternoon I had a sex date with Wes, KY Liquibeads, Viagra, and poly condoms. After our last sex date and that slippery fuck I was reallllly looking forward to this date. Oh, how I love to “experiment!” *horny grin*

Last time I put the bead in 30 minutes before our date. This time I decided to put it in an hour before and see if it makes a difference.

Last time I had also discovered I needed a big glob of KY on the end of the Liquibead to get it in, because the minute it hits a hot pussy it melts and gets sticky as glue. So that’s what I did this time, and it slipped in on the first try. However I think I inserted it too fast, because one of the pointy teeth on the applicator nicked me. Ouch! I didn’t think I did any damage until I saw spotting on the panty liner later. But it stopped before our date, so it was no biggie.

Wes had his own experiment going for this date. He usually takes half a Viagra 30 minutes before we fuck, and he’s fine. But last time he felt that wasn’t long enough to get maximum sensitivity with a condom. So this time he took half a Viagra an hour before our date.

YOWZA! What a difference 30 minutes makes. By the time he walked into the bedroom he was hard as a tree branch.

Alrightyyyyy!

After about 10 minutes of foreplay (which consisted of me devouring his delicious dick, and Wes giving me several breast Os…yummmmmmy!), I jumped on the bed and flashed him with my dripping wet pussy. Yeah, those Liquibeads were flooding me by then.

I still can’t get over how those poly condoms look. They’re so clear and so thin they look just like kitchen plastic wrap. But they’re obviously verrrrrrry strong, because we work the daylights out of them on one of our sex dates. *naughty grin*

Anyway, he slipped into me with no problem (thank you, Liquibeads!). It burned a little at first, just like it did last time. But when he pulled back and started pumping inside me the burn disappeared immediately, and Nirvana arrived.

Alrightyyyy!

“Fuck!” Wes shouts, when I pinch both of his nipples as he thrusts into me. “This feels so GOOD!”

“I can’t believe how hard you are,” I moan in response. Like I said earlier, last time he complained about not having much sensitivity with condoms. Evidently, that’s not an issue when he takes Viagra an hour before sex. Just then another O hits me, and I growl my way through it.

Wow! I thought last time was good with the poly condoms and Liquibeads. But this time was even better. Really. It felt as wonderful as our pre-condom days, and I spent most of my time growling and screaming my Os. Oh, yeah, my neighbors were snickering if they were out in the yard on Sunday afternoon. No doubt about it. *kinky grin*

“Fuck,” Wes moans. “I can’t believe how good it feels this time!”

In fact, it felt so good he finished before he planned to. Poor guy. He kept apologizing to me, but, hey, that last O he gave me was AWESOME, so he heard no complaints from this slut.

“Amazing what you have to go through to get good sex sometimes, isn’t it?” I ponder, curling around Wes like a cucumber vine.

“Well, now that I can feel your pussy again, I’ll pace myself better,” he murmurs, turning to kiss me tenderly.

Gotta love that slippery slide, ya know?

Hey, all I can say is if Trojan or KY needs a cheerleader for those “Supra” polyurethane condoms or Liquibeads, sign me up! I’ve become a MAJOR fan. *slutty grin*

xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog…updated daily *wicked grin*)

The Slippery Fuck. Yessssssssssss…!

Laura — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 11:30:00 +0000

Wes and I had a sex date on Sunday afternoon, and it was AWESOME! But only because I was totally prepared this time.

After discovering I’m allergic to latex condoms, I did some research on the web and discovered Trojan’s line of “Supra” condoms. These are super-strong, super-thin, and made from polyurethane for women who are allergic to latex condoms.

Alrightyyyyyy!

But even though these condoms are lubed, I wanted more lube. After the pussy-burn the latex condoms gave me I wanted to be on the safe side this time. And can you blame me? Feeling like you’ve got a carpet burn on your pussy is NOT fun, let me tell ya. It was just too weird to be gushing cream like I usually do, yet the condom burned like I was dry as the desert. A Twilight Zone experience for sure. Shivers!

So when I went to CVS and bought the condoms I also picked up a package of “KY Liquibeads.” According to my computer research, this lube is supposed to keep you wet and slippery for up to 4 days.

Alrightyyyyyy!

30 minutes before our sex date I went into my bathroom to insert the Liquibead. It’s the same size as the bead of one-day yeast medicine I used when Wes gave that to me back in June (Yeesh!). So I already knew the trick to inserting it. I did the same with the Liquibead: I rubbed a light film of KY jelly on top and then inserted it. Or tried to. But for some reason it wouldn’t budge.

Huh?

After a few more unsuccessful tries (which were beginning to hurt) I took a look at it and realized the minute it made contact with my warm pussy the bead got sticky like glue. Ah-ha. That must be how it attaches itself to my vagina so it won’t fall out. Gotcha. So I added another thin layer of KY to it. And for the next five minutes I tried everything I could think of to get it in. But it wouldn’t budge.

Huh?

I even stuck my finger (which is the same size as the bead) in my pussy with no problem. I mean, what’s the deal here? I can get a man’s big dick in my pussy, but I can’t get this much smaller bead in?

Huh?

Finally, in frustration, I put a BIG glob of KY on the bead, and it slid right in with no problem. Okay, now I get it. LOL

The reviews of this product on the web said I needed to wear a panty liner after insertion, which I did. It’s supposed to melt immediately and get kinda messy. Sure enough, a few minutes after I finally got the thing inside me I started oozing lube like crazy. Yeah, I was a slippery slide for sure.

Alrightyyyyyy!

Turns out Wes liked the Supra condoms, too. They’re much thinner than the latex condoms, so his sensitivity was greatly increased. But I’m really glad I decided to add extra lube with the Liquibeads. Even though the Supra condoms come pre-lubed it’s so minimal it’s almost nonexistent.

Anyway, by the time I jumped on the bed and flashed my pussy at Wes I was dripping wet, and he slid in with no problem. The condom did burn like the latex one when he entered me. But the minute he pulled back and started thrusting the pain completely disappeared.

Alrightyyyyyy!

I can’t tell you how GOOD it felt. Yowza! I screamed one O after another through that slippery fuck. And when Wes finished, it was another screamer for me.

We both laughed when he pulled out. No rips in the condom (well, it was as thin and clear as a sheet of plastic wrap, so I wondered, ya know?). Best of all his semen was in the tip of the condom and not in me. Yay!

So it looks like we finally solved the toxic semen issue, and we’re back to mind-blowing sex again.

Alrightyyyyyy!

Wes was so happy he surprised me with a gift. When he dashed out afterwards to buy a sub sandwich for his dinner he also brought back a two-person sweet potato pie from Publix. Sweet potato pie is this Southern Belle’s fav, but I only eat it at Thanksgiving and Christmas. Okay, I don’t bake.

Well, I can’t do everything!

No doubt about it. By the time Sunday evening rolled around both sets of this slut’s lips were very happy.

Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…! *lusty grin*

Burn, Baby, Burn!

Laura — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 11:36:00 +0000

The weirdest thing happened to me a few weeks ago. My upper lip got really dry, and no matter how much lip balm, lip gloss, or moisturizing lipstick I used it just got worse.

Huh?

After a few days of this I began to suspect Wes had finally given me herpes. He gets fever blisters, and they’re caused by one of the herpes viruses. Unfortunately, he always knows when he’s about to get one because his upper lip dries out.

Uh-oh.

We’ve tried really hard over the last 31 years to make sure I don’t catch this particular nasty from him. But this seems to be the year for him to give me yucky stuff (like the two UTIs from hell and the yeast infection), so I thought he’d done it again. But no blisters formed, so I was clueless.

Then a few days later burns appeared on my lower lip. Soon both of my lips were completely burned.

Huh?

The good news is this wasn’t herpes. Yay!

The bad news is it was some kind of new chemical or food allergy I had developed (yeah, I have several of those). To what, I had no idea. Obviously, I’d become allergic to a food or product I have always used that never bothered me before, but now it burns my lips. So I began the slow and painful process of eliminating different products from my daily routine to find the culprit.

Of course, by now my lips were red and puffy from the burns, which just kept getting worse. The crazy thing is they looked fantastic. No kidding. I swear my lips looked like I’d just had an expensive Botox job or something. And with the tons of lip gloss I was wearing to keep them moist, they looked soooooo sexy.

Too bad they hurt like hell. Oh, well….

Eventually, I discovered I’d developed an allergy to some of the chemicals in the inexpensive drugstore lip gloss and lipstick I’ve worn all my life.

Yikes!

At first I was afraid I was allergic to all lipstick. Horrors! I do love my bright pink lipstick and lip gloss, ya know? I mean, isn’t that a necessity of life? This slut thinks so.

Fortunately, that wasn’t the case. It seems the only lipstick that felt good on my lips was the one tube of expensive $20 department store lipstick I’d bought last month. Whew! Evidently, these naughty lips of mine are trying to tell me something. They feel they deserve only the very best now. Hey, nothing wrong with that!

So I’m off to the mall this morning to buy more expensive "Wild Plum" lipstick by Estee Lauder. Love it!

Plus, now that’s it’s September, I need to stop by Waldenbooks and check out their 2010 calendars. Time to buy my annual hunky guy calendar for my office.

What will it be this year? Motorcycle dudes in black leather with long gorgeous hair? Cowboys? Special Forces guys? Surfers? The possibilities are endless, and you can bet I’ll enjoy every minute of this "search." Hey, a girl’s gotta have her eye-candy ya know?

Yummmmmmy! *licks my expensively naughty lips*

The Great Condom Giveaway!

Laura — Wed, 26 Aug 2009 12:37:00 +0000

Today, I’ve got a really cool treat for those of you who use condoms.

As you’ve all read by now, the "Twisted Pleasure" condoms I bought a few weeks ago didn’t work out for Wes and I. But only because I discovered I’m allergic to latex condoms.

Who knew? Not me. *shakes my head*

That means I bought a package of 12 and only used 2. Okay, I ruined one just to check it out before we used them. It’s been 31 years since I’ve had condom sex, and condoms have changed a LOT. For example, back then they weren’t lubricated. So I wanted to see what the lube looked like before Wes and I went after each other like wild rabbits.

Hey, I may be shallow, but I do like to be prepared, ya know? *lusty grin*

So I have 10 "Twisted Pleasure" condoms left, and I’ve decided to give them away to any of my blog readers who wants one.

See? I can think about something besides my own sexual pleasure. Well, it’s rare, but it does happen.

Anyway, all you have to do is send me an email at laurastamps@mindspring.com and include your snail mail address. Then I’ll mail one "Twisted Pleasure" condom to you.

That’s right. These are the condoms that got all the great reviews on the web. They have a nice lube on them, no spermicide, and they gave me lots of Os before the latex allergy slammed me and we had to quit.

Because I’m covering the postage, I’m only offering these free condoms to those of you who live in the US. So if you want one of these kinky critters, send me an email, and I’ll mail it to you ASAP.

Okay, I’m outta here. Happy fucking…!

xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com

(my naughty Author Blog…updated daily *wicked grin*)

Twisted Pleasure? True. But Not for Me!!

Laura — Tue, 25 Aug 2009 13:07:00 +0000

Wes and I had a sex date on Sunday afternoon. As you know, we’re entering the world of condom sex this summer, because the ph of Wes’ semen is now toxic for my bladder. Bummer.

Okay, it’s been 31 years since I’ve had condom sex. But you know me. I prefer to look at every challenge in my life as an "adventure" rather than an obstacle. So I was psyched and ready for this one. *horny grin*

That afternoon when I walk in the bedroom, I’m armed with the new "Twisted Pleasure" condoms, a box of tissue (the lube on this one is really greasy, like lotion or something), and a trusty tube of KY just in case.

Wes has taken half a Viagra, so after 5 minutes of foreplay we’re both ready to fuck. Yowza!

I slip the condom on his delicious dick, jump in bed, and flash my hungry pussy at him. "Come and get it, big-boy," I purr.

Hey, I’m excited. These condoms have tiny ridges on them that are supposed to enhance sensitivity for both of us. Works for me! And because of all the lube on the condom, Wes slides in with no problem. So far so good…

But when he starts to move inside me it burns.

Huh?

I had several Os, one right after another like I usually do. And some got a shout or a growl outta me. Yeah, they were good ones. So TP definitely works in the pleasure department. No doubt aboutit.

But even though I’m gushing cream after that first O, the condom still burns like crazy as Wes pumps in and out of me. In fact, it feels like I’m dry as hell, which I’m not.

Huh?

"How do you feel?" I ask Wes, wanting to see if he’s having a weird experience too.

"I’m not feeling much of anything." he grumbles, sounding exasperated. "How do you feel?"

"It’s burning like crazy," I groan.

"I’m sorry," he replies. "Do you wanna quit?"

"Please," I beg, grimacing. The pain after 4 orgasms just isn’t worth going for number 5.

This reminds me of what I read in BDSM novels about how wonderful "pleasure-pain" is supposed to feel. Hurts so good, and all that. Not. Once again, this experience just confirms I’m totally into "pleasure with no pain."

Wes pulls out immediately and collapses on his back, ripping off the condom. "I’ve gotta finish," he says, pumping his shaft.

"I’d suck you off," I volunteer, licking his nipple, "but who knows what’s in that lube, and how yucky it might taste, ya know?"

"No kidding."

Wes finishes quickly, and I grab some tissues to clean him up.

"That was like a 10-minute fuck, wasn’t it?" I muse, wrapping my bod around him like a pretzel as I nuzzle his neck.

"You’re being generous," he grumbles. Then he turns and kisses me. "At least you hadsome Os, right?"

"Oh, yeah," I reply, "but my pussy is burning like fire." No kidding. I feel like I’ve got a nasty carpet burn down there. "I guess this means I’m one of those women allergic to latex."

Who knew? But thank goodness for KY. When I got up I applied a generous amount, and it doused the raging fire in my cunt, soothing those burned tissues. Two hours later I felt like myself again.

Well, looks like "Twisted Pleasure" will give a woman plenty of Os. The great reviews on the web weren’t exaggerating. But I don’t recommend TP for women who are allergic to latex. Horrors!

After dinner I got online and researched polyurethane condoms. These are the ones for women who are allergic to latex. Turns out Trojan makes some called "Supra."

Hmm.

That means I did some naughty shopping yesterday. And I had a blast! I’ll tell you about it later.

Stay tuned…

Chocolate Peckers…Lip-Smacking Good!

Laura — Mon, 13 Apr 2009 12:19:00 +0000

OMGODDESS!! This is the funniest thing I’ve seen in a long time. My LJ friend Shar sent this link to me a few days ago. Check it out:

http://www.chocolatefantasies.com/eroticmen.htm

This company, Chocolate Fantasies, makes an entire line of naughty chocolates for any adult party, holiday, occasion, and kink (including BDSM).

Of course I spent most of my time on the page above, admiring their tasty selection of chocolate cocks, including the "Clone-a-Willie Kit." With that one you can make a mold of your lover’s dick and cast it in chocolate. Really.

But that’s not all. How about a chocolate lips box full of teenie peenies? Not to mention, penis sandwich cookies, pecker caramel squares, penis pops, the Mr. Pecker pop, chocolate Viagra pills, and much more.

Hey, guys, no need to feel left out. Chocolate Fantasies also offers an entire line of chocolate pussies, breasts, and butts. Even a chocolate rendition of a woman giving a man a BJ.

No, I’m not kidding.

So keep this company in mind when you throw your next sex toys party. No need to go to all the trouble of baking penis cupcakes. Nah, just order a big batch of teenie peenies and chocolate peckers from Chocolate Fantasies and treat your guests to some lip-smacking fun.

ROFLMAO!!!!!

xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (excerpts from all of my novels)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog/updated daily)

Erotic Nipple Danglers

Laura — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 12:16:00 +0000

Oral sex is the name of the game at my house lately. Like every night. YOWZA! Dear Goddess, I just collapse afterwards from all the Os. Really. In fact I can’t remember the last time I’ve been so deliciously wasted. Yeah, it’s GREAT!!

Anyway, Wes was nibbling on my nipples Monday night when I told him I was thinking about buying some erotic nipple jewelry. My birthday is tomorrow, and I thought I’d celebrate turning 52 by getting some pretty nipple danglers (not the pierced kind….ouch!).

When I explain what they are, Wes stops and looks up at me.

"Why would you want jewelry that keeps you in a constant state of arousal, darlin’?" He chuckles. "You’re already horny 24/7."

True.

"Some men like long nipples," I say, changing the subject. Kinda. "Did you know that?"

"Mmm," he murmurs, licking my breast.

"I don’t have long nipples," I continue, beginning to pant. Have I mentioned lately what a wicked tongue the man has?

"No" he replies. "But your nipples are very sensitive."

Then Wes sucks, licks, and pinches my nipples in just the right way, and I squeal. When my lips can move again, I whisper, "Excuse me while I have an orgasm…"

He grins, looking very pleased with himself.

Hey, Wes may think I don’t need danglers, but can you imagine the look on his face when he sees me wearing them? His eyes will go black with lust in seconds. Yeah, he’s gonna love them. I just know it!

Okay, check ya later. Looks like I’ve got some naughty shopping to do….