Lazy Sunday With You

Since I love showing off and finding new, creative ways to Make Love, Not Porn with myself, I wanted to try some new positions for my phone while I pleasure myself. This one is a real quickie, and the camera work needs…well…work. I enjoyed it all the same.

I was planning on doing a solo cum tasting soon because lately I’ve been super juicy, but someone suggested a cream pie eating video…then Cinna asked if we could have sex before we go to a friend’s for dinner. Perfect! I’ll cleaned myself up while he showered. Cinna has been camera shy so I don’t know how much partnered content I’ll be making going forward, but this worked for me today. In case you’re wondering, it was delicious :3

The title here is double entendre - also referring to the linen chest I’m on top of, but who’s paying attention to that with my juicy peach on display? I will apologize for my feet, though. They’re cuter when they’re clean 🧽 🥰(unless someone wants to lick them clean, I won’t say no) Let’s just focus on my booty bouncing and amazing orgasms :)

I don’t have a car so I use a grocery shopping and delivery service, so I don’t usually see the produce that the shopper picks out unless I ask them to send a picture. It was to my surprise that the bananas the shopper picked out were nearly the size of my head. Now, a little bit of back story: this isn’t the first produce I’ve played with. Back before I could buy my own sex toys I had many a hot, passionate night with a cucumber or two. Since then I have obviously used sex toys when the occasion arose, so this was fun and exciting. Even at that, the banana peel decided play time was over before I could finish. It’s been a sexually frustrating week…I can’t wait to share when all this orgasm build up finally blows ;)

What started on the couch after I squeezed myself into an old corset from my burlesque days, got hot and naughty as it moved to the room. Something about putting on the fishnets with no underwear, maybe it was the way it lightly rubbed against my labia made my pussy trickle it’s juices down to part my soft lips. It made me tear through the fishnets so I could touch my yearning vulva. As soon as I got in front of my mirror in the bedroom it turned something on in me. The need to talk dirty…I guess to my toy cock I so badly wanted to use. Verbalizing every fantasy that popped into my head to do to my cock-friend, until I reached an amazing orgasm. The fun wasn’t over yet. We had some cleaning up to do. I felt the most efficient way was to use my mouth and throat until my toyfriend was completely satisfied ;)

It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey. Edging is one of my favourite things and I almost can’t orgasm without it at times. To change it up I gave myself a time limit. I had to cum once the timer reached 10:00:00, and edge as many times as I could. I didn’t count… Can you help me count how many edges I did in these 10 glorious minutes? Let me know in the comments what your edge count was while watching this …if you can keep track ;)!

Let me tell you this was a long wank for me. I don’t know if it’s hormones or stress…but I have been struggling to orgasm completely for weeks. I thought “let’s put on the new collar/nipple rings and slap your clit around a bit”. And since I recently found this riding crop when I was decluttering, I figured I’d use it. I don’t know how much of it got left in, but I started fantasizing about orgasm control and start talking dirty to myself…Hehe

All I’ve wanted the past week is sex. I’ve been insatiable. Today I just wanted my tits rubbed. I had to do it myself - not the same, but I still did great, I think!

I’m just a 420 stoner chick who is horny a lot. I like to enjoy how being touched feels after a toke and live in the pleasure.

I decided to savour the quiet of having the apartment to myself in my favourite way. Me time!!! I was feeling overstimulated from having company, so I decided to overstimulate myself in a different way. The oui’d, mood lighting, and Magic Wand really helped. And I kind of enjoyed doing it and not having to take my clothes off!!! It didn’t change how good the orgasm felt. Grinding against the fabric of my underwear just built the feeling up and made me more desperate for that sweet release. Wrapping it all up with a few diaphragmatic breaths to bring my heart rate down, and a hug for myself just felt right.