I almost never masturbate. I don’t know why, I’ve just always been that way. I only managed to achieve orgasm on my own in my 20s, and got my first vibrator a couple of years ago. I tell that whole story in a previous post.

I guess I just don’t fantasize and I rarely find myself aroused if I’m by myself. Lately, though, Boy Toy and I have been having a little less sex. The poor guy works insane hours these days and I don’t blame him for not really having sex on his mind. But it’s on mine.

As I often do before going out, I went for a nap yesterday evening. With Boy Toy working upstairs, the house was nice and quiet. I grabbed a book and spent a little while reading in bed, first. But not before I had gotten my wonderful blue vibrator out of the closet and left it near at hand. It didn’t take long for the book and comfortable bed to lull me into sleepiness, so I cast Otherland aside and snuggled under the blankets. Then I reached for the vibe.

Honestly, I wasn’t feeling particularly horny. I tried to get myself there, imagining Boy Toy’s hands all over my body, his tongue on my pussy. Hmmmm. I’m faithful even when I fantasize. I was getting excited, but still not very wet and I decided to just go for it anyway.

All I can say is, it really didn’t take long. Wow! I almost never use the vibrator so I’m not used to the feeling; the vibrations made me come practically right away. It was quite intense, too. I’m thinking that piece of blue silicone should always be next to the bed, along with a tube of lube. It might be seeing more action in the future!

After that, I slept really nicely. An hour or so. When I got up, I joined Boy Toy for a few minutes and he told me that he had just had quite the workout. “Me too”, I said. He looked puzzled, until I explained that I used the vibrator for a “workout”. He looked pleased and amazed, and said “Noooo! Really, you did!? Wow, that’s so cool!” I never knew someone could be so proud of a girl using a masturbatory aid. The worse part is, he was genuinely happy for me. Made quite a big deal out of it.

This morning, I was in the shower and Boy Toy walked in the bathroom, wanting to join me. I told him to go get the vibrator downstairs first, so I could wash it… It’s funny, he didn’t argue at all. This vibe is splash-proof, which means I can wash it in the shower without any problem. Oh, and it can be used in the shower, too. So this morning’s session of shower sex was agremented with some good vibrations. Boy Toy used it on my clit while he was slowly fucking me. The sensations built up quite nicely, it was hot, awesome, all of those things, until he got a cramp in the leg. Right when he was coming. So this morning’s session of shower sex ended with a good laugh. Anyway, *I* thought it was hilarious.

I dreamed that my best friend was showing me her piercing. It was a genital piercing. So there she was, showing me her pussy, and I remember thinking “Wow, it’s so cute! I wish mine was cute like that!”

O_o

No, it wasn’t the sexy kind of eventful… I’ve been reading some blog posts about infidelity. I don’t really want to start the debate here in my corner of the blogosphere, I just thought it was interesting, seeing different people’s take on it. Thought provoking, you know. All I’ll say is I’m not one to judge others.

Anyway, I guess these blog posts I’ve been reading explain my dream last night: I dreamed I was cheating, or wanted to cheat, on Boy Toy. It was with one of his friends. I don’t really remember the details anymore, I should have written them down this morning. All I can remember is it seems I was kind of trying to resist this, and the guy was telling me something like, I know you want this, I’ve seen the way you look at me. Weird stuff. I feel a lot of affection for this guy, in real life, but no sexual attraction whatsoever. So why the hell should HE be in such a dream? lol…

There were other dreams too, I could remember them somewhat this morning, not anymore though. I don’t often remember my dreams. I think this time, it’s because the damn cat kept waking us up all night. The little critter is so affectionnate, she spent the whole night trying to get some cuddles. First time I threw her off the bed, she gracefully barfed a ball of hair on the floor. Boy Toy turned on the lights, got some paper towels and cleaned it up. Little while later, I woke up to find her rolling on Boy Toy’s chest, purring like a lawn mower. I pushed her off the bed again. Then I thought I was going crazy, I could still hear her purr, but I couldn’t see her. After a few minutes, I realized she had sneaked in between us and she was curled up in a little ball between our heads, purring. Silly, silly kitty. A few more times like this, and finally it was morning. Soon as she heard us talk, the fur ball came barging in. She climbed on Boy Toy once more. She wanted to come see me but she knows he’s more tolerant than I am, so she climbs on him, then sort of lays there, rolling on her back and stretching her little paws in my direction. It’s quite irritating, yet totally cute in the it’s-impossible-to-stay-irritated way. Boy Toy thinks she’s the best cat in the world. She’s mine, btw. She’s been living with Boy Toy for the last few months.

Talk about an eventful night, hmm? Wish it had been for the sex-related reasons. Although, I did jerk off Boy Toy yesterday morning. It was pretty hot. When it was over, he said “Thank you! This is almost as good as coffee……. For waking up, I mean” I had to laugh… I knew what he meant. The poor thing was afraid to offend me

Last week, sexie sadie said of my HNT that it was like spying on my life through my camera. This one is kinda like that too. Except this time, I have company. Say hi to Boy Toy

Happy HNT!

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