One Girl's Quest for Great Oral

Sunday, January 29, 2006

My pussy is very neglected at the moment. I haven't had a tongue lapping at my slit in, I don't know, a week and a half? That is one hell of a dry spell. I'm hurtin' so bad I'm about to straddle the first hot guy (or girl) I see. I'll throw them to the ground and sit on their face while they eat me out until I'm screaming (and creaming) all over their mouth. Really, I just need a guy who will eat me out morning, noon and night. Is that too much to ask? I have a fucking gorgeous pussy. It's waxed and delicious and my body is hot. I'm not being arrogant here, I'm just being honest. And when you eat me I moan and writhe and ride your face in the most exotic (and erotic) way. Once a guy has dined on my pussy he begs for more.

So why the dry spell, you ask? Mainly, I'm picky. I get offers all the time but I only let the best take a tour south. However, I'm getting a little desperate again. I may have to call up one of my old standbys. I have this list of guys who are, basically, pussy pleasers. I invite them over when I'm hard up for some oral action. When my muff is wet and needs a good lickin'. Then I let their tongue and lips worship my pussy for an hour or so and send them on their way. No reciprocation. Sorry boys. You go home with a hard-on and a fantasy and the sweet memory of my delicious juices on your lips. But you don't get any action from me.

A couple of weeks ago I rode this guys face so hard he was gasping for air. I came in his mouth really hard. I think I squirted a little. You know what I mean. I was so sopping wet that he was practically drinking me down. It felt so good to watch him pant and sweat like that, to see him moan and frantically work his tongue, so excited, so desperate, so thrilled that he was spending the night dining between my legs. I had my hands in his hair, and I was riding his face so hard. After I came I let him lick and swallow every drop of wetness from my pussy. He kept begging to eat me out to another orgasm, but I wouldn't let him.

Man, I love being a tease.

Mmm, good memories. Anyways, enjoy the pics below.

If you're a good boy, I'll let you lick and kiss my lovely tummy before you head on down.

Your face could be right there, where my book is. Mmm....

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Know what's going on just out of view? Yeah, you guessed it. My hands are on his head, guiding him, and he's kissing my pussy (thru my panties). A few minutes later my clothes were off and his tongue was in deep. But I won't show you that picture. At least not yet.

Mmm...tasty. You could be down there right now, getting ready to lick it. But you're not that lucky. If your mouth ever does get the supreme honor of eating my pussy here's a few tips: I like long, slow, hard tongue action. And when you go down on me you go down until I say it's over. So don't make any plans. 'Cos if you're good, you'll be having breakfast, lunch, and dinner between my legs.... A little inside info, I was really horny when this pic was taken. You can kind of tell by the way my shorts are squeezing my mound. There's no visible wet spot, but man was I creaming my panties. Lucikly the guy who snapped this pic spent the next hour down on his hands and knees lapping me up like a pro.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

I can't believe I am saying this, but I kind of want to try doing oral on another girl.

Okay, I really want to try it.

I have never done it before and since I have been on the receiving end (from guys) about a billion times I would kind of like to experience it the other way around. Everything about muff diving turns me on. I love watching other women get eaten out (I have only seen it once in person, I'll post that story another was so awesome). I love pictures of girls receiving oral, love porn videos of it. I don't like the lesbian stuff, I only like watching girls being serviced by guys.

And I have to admit I get pretty excited by the thought of putting my face down there and licking a really hot girl's pussy. I've fantasized about this off and on for years, but I'm getting serious about fufilling it. The new boy knows all about this, and is really dying for me to try it. (I honestly don't want to do it in front of him, least not the first time. If I liked the experience, I would definitely do it again with him watching.)

Since I know firsthand how great it feels to have your pussy licked I think it would be so hot to give another girl that kind of pleasure. With every movement of my tongue I would know exactly what she was feeling. I'd love to be down there, feeling her shake and moan. Plus, I have had so much oral over the years that, sad to say, it can get a bit commonplace. This would be a whole new exciting way to heat things up.

I've had a few opportunities to eat pussy but I've always lost my nerve and backed off. In college a girl I was friends with went down on me a couple of times and I know she would have loved it if I had reciprocated. But the whole experience was too strange for me at the time. It took me by surprise the first time she went down on me. We were drunk at a small party and we wound up talking in the back room. Anyway, one thing lead to another and we kissed, briefly, and then she just dove right under my skirt and dug in. My panties never even came off; she just pushed them aside with her fingers. It felt good, but weird, and I didn't reach orgasm. A few weeks later I saw her again and she made a comment about, "Call me if you want to continue our talk from the other night."

By the way she said "talk" I knew she meant sex. I called her a few days later and she came over to my dorm. I thought things would be awkward (they had been on the phone) but she was horny and she was dying to get down my pants. Within minutes, she was kneeling on the floor next to my bed, eating me out. It felt really, really good but I was still nervous and I knew my roommate might be back at any time. I was so scared of someone walking in and catching us that I didn't have a very good orgasm.

After I came we pulled apart. It was then that I realized how much eating me out had turned her on. Her hand was down her pants and her nipples were poking out through the material of her skirt. "Do you want me to do...something?" I asked, nervously. I was thinking about fingering her; I wasn't ready to take the plunge.

She laughed when she saw my face. "No, it's okay." She then told me she was bi and that it had been nearly a year since she'd gone down on a girl. She said something along the lines of, "I've been walking around campus all semester wanting to grab girls and put them on my face." Then she said, "Mmm, I ate you like you were my dinner." For some reason, this made me feel weird. But not so weird that I didn't hook up with her again.

It was nearly a year later and she called and asked if I wanted to hang out. I had an apartment by this point and a private bedroom. She came over and we drank wine and kissed a little and I felt her breasts (which was kind of nice). Then she treated me to what can only be described as the most incredible oral sex on the face of this earth. I'm embarrassed to admit how much I enjoyed it.

She was so good. She basically stripped me down and then spent more than an hour running her mouth over every inch of my body -- except my pussy. She kissed and licked my inner thighs and my butt cheeks until I was shaking. Then she finally ate me out with these really slow, purposeful strokes until I was practically tearing her hair out. Then she got really hard and fast and hit the exact right spot. I came so hard, thank God nobody was home. I left the hugest wet spot ever on the bed. I could not even stand up afterwards. I really, really wanted to go down on her right then. But the moment passed and I lost my nerve. She didn't ask, just kissed my belly and face and then left. I know it sounds dumb, but I felt afraid to just jump in and do it. We had shared such an amazing, intimate experience, but I still felt shy afterwards. I never feel this way with men, so I don't know what it is.

Anyway, I never saw that girl again. She seemed to disappear from campus. She did email me once or twice after that, but she never mentioned our hook ups. I saw her at the mall a few months ago, and she looked gorgeous. We made eye contact but pretended not to see each other. Now I'm thinking about digging out her email address and seeing what's up...or, in this case, down :)

Saturday, December 17, 2005


I'm very, very, very happy to report my pussy is much more satisfied these days. I met a new guy and have spent the past two months with my crotch on his face. It's been muff-munching heaven. No lie. I've come on his face so many times I've lost count. I've been soaking his mouth almost nightly with my juices. Love it!

Oh, God, it feels good just thinking about all the hot action I've gotten lately. Right after my last entry I was treated to a marathon pussy-eating session, where I kicked back, threw my legs over the boy's shoulders and just rid his face into oblivion. He had such a long, delicious, hard tongue and he licked with such intensity. It was off the charts, even by my tough standards.

(To be fair I may be over rating it a teeny little bit. I was so horny by the time I got some, I pretty much drenched the guys mouth after about two minutes. But then he dutifully lapped it all up and ate me out to three more fabulous orgasms. I was really sore afterwards, but it was so worth it.)

You see, I was about to burst last time I posted. It had been so long since I'd had a guy bury his face between my legs and I was getting desperate. I get cranky when I don't get head for awhile. And by awhile, I mean pretty much all the damn time.

Honestly, I expect and demand to have my pussy eaten every day, and some days I want it more than once. Obviously I don't always get this, but I come pretty damn close. I work hard to keep my body hot and I know my pussy is awesome and irresistibly sexy. Can you blame me for wanting a man to worship me with his tongue? And since I'm on depro, I am free and clear (you know what I mean) and ready for oral 365 days a year.

And now it looks like I'll be getting it...

My pussy was last eaten: A few hours ago
Number of times: Once, but it was soooo good!
Position: #1 Lying on my back on the bed
Lasted for: A good half hour
Orgasm Rating: I had two, and they were both 8's or 9's!

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

God, I'm horny tonight.

I have been sitting here for the last hour squirming around and trying to ignore the tingling between my legs. I soiled my panties long ago because I have been sitting here doing nothing but fantasizing about face fucking a guy. I think I'm going to break down and finger myself before long. That's probably for the best. I'm so worked up right now no guy in his right mind should come near my pussy -- I'd ride his face so hard he'd be lucky to make it out alive. I'd swallow his tongue in my hole. I'd squeeze him so tightly between my thighs he wouldn't be able to breathe. I'd drench his mouth with my juices. I'd bury his face in my pussy and wouldn't let him up until he ate me out for a solid a solid hour (or 2).


I'm creaming myself all over the place -- that's how fucking horny I am.

Usually, when I get this bad I find a talented tongue pronto to lick me to oblivion. But for some reason I have been left high and dry as of late. Rarely does a week go by where I don't get some head. In fact, receiving oral is nearly an every day event for me. Often more than once a day. I've always been lucky in that respect because a.) I'm hot and b.) I know how to get what i want inbetween the sheets. I learned a long time ago that guys go apeshit when they run across a chick with a body like mine. I am just lucky, I guess. I demand top notch tongue action and 99 times out of 100 I get it.

In college, I got so much oral sex it was unreal. I spent nearly every night lying on my back with some guy or another kneeling between my legs, his tongue taking care business down there. I rarely reciprocated with a blowjob (usually a handjob, if anything at all). I didn't have to. I'd just lay back and enjoy have my pussy licked and kissed, without so much as a care in the world. It was such a great way to de-stress.

There was one guy from this fraternity (my sorority often had events with his house) who spent the better part of his college education lapping at my slit. It got to be an in-joke between him and the other guys. They all joked that he majored in pre-law, but he minored in Eating Michelle Out. (Although I gotta say they had that backwords. He spent far more time dining at my Y than he did on his studies.) He would come over nearly every evening and orally gratify me until I had a rocking orgasm. Then I'd get up for a quick pee, come back and lie down so he could eat me again. There was such a rhythm to it. This was before I got where I didn't like back-to-back pussy lickings. Now I'm too sensitive for it. Back then it felt awesome to let a guy go down on me for hours. My poor roommates must have hated me -- I was always kicking them out so I could cream some guy's face. And I wasn't shy about telling them exactly what was going on, either ;) "Um, would you mind studying in the library? So-and-so's about to come over and go down on me."

When I left college and had to work full-time my oral activities decreased slightly. It wasn't an every day event. But it was most days, and it was every single weekend. Seriously, weekends are muff diving time, are they not? Some people go shopping or do the laundry on the weekends. I have my pussy eaten. It's a routine.

But now it's been almost three weeks since I've had a guy munch on my muff. I want a tongue in me bad. I need it so bad I'm about to burst! I want someone to suck on my lips and to flick my clit with his tongue. Hell, right now I would even settle for having a guy finger me. (Off the subject, but not too long ago I had a great fingering session. This guy fingered me while I peed. It was his suggestion and I went along. God, it felt good. I was surprised at how good. He knelt on the bathroom floor with two fingers tickling my clit while I relieved myself. When I was done he licked me clean...sorry if that's a too much information. But it was a really good appetizer for a night of hot sex. Try it some time.)

Now I am even hornier than before! Okay, I'm off to finger myself while I picture a guy's tongue buried in my pussy....

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Sorry for the lack of posting. I moved recently and have no had internet hooked up until this week. I've been reduced to checking my email from work and from my sidekick. Nice, but hardly an appro way to blog on here, huh?

Also, you know, the sex life has been keeping me pretty busy. Which reminds me. I still haven't finished the muff-diving marathon story from a few weeks ago. I'll have to get back to that later. I'd like to talk about things that are more fresh on my mind.

My sometimes bf has been giving me lots of head lately but, I have to say, I've grown bored with it. I wanted someone new. For me, one of the most exciting parts of a new relationship is the first time I grant a guy the pleasure of dining at the Y. As I've said before, I love to tease him for a little while, make him beg for it. And then, when I'm finally good and ready I let him go to town.

And his first time licking my spot -- well, I love everything about it. The way he dives in, hungry for it, desperate to get his mouth down there. The noises he makes and the look on his face when I ease my legs apart and let him in. The warm, wet feeling of his tongue making contact with my slit for the first time. The urgency, the intensity.

Which leads me into this week's story. I had a spontaneous muff munching encounter other night with a guy I barely know. I was out with two sorority sisters at a bar we used to go to back in college when a couple of guys came over. One of the guys was especially cute and before long we were drinking and flirting. After about an hour or so he leaned in and said, "You're killing me with that skirt. I can't stop thinking about your legs wrapped...." And then he stopped. He backed away and took a drink.

I was wearing a very, very short black skirt so, to just mess with him a little more, I uncrossed my legs very slowly and slid them around so our knees were touching. "My legs wrapped around you?" I asked, teasingly. "Wrapped around you where?"

"My waist," he said, rubbing his fingers up my thigh. "You up for that?"

I thought it over. While I love the feel of a nice dick inside me, my legs wrapped around his waist wasn't exactly what I had in mind. "How about my legs wrapped around your head?" I said, giggling a little bit.

He looked at me. "Are you serious?" I nodded. "Really?" I nodded again. A couple of minutes later I was out in my car following him to his house. The drive took about 10 minutes and I was creaming my panties the whole way there. I can't explain why, but something about this guy really turned me on. Maybe it was the newness of it.

I usually like to make a guy beg a little, but when we walked in the door I immediately took control. He offered me a drink, but I ignored it and said,"Where's your bedroom?" A couple of minutes later I was naked from the wasit down (I didn't even bother to take off my shirt) and he was kissing and licking the wetness on my inner thighs. He made his way up to my puss at a maddening crawl. He even stopped briefly to pick up my panties off the floor and hold them to his nose. "Damn, that's good," he moaned. "I can't wait to bury myself in you!"

I laughed, and grabbed his hair. "Then get to it!" I was horny as hell, and I wanted a good tongue lashing and I wasn't prepared to wait for it! He set to work kissing, licking, sucking and massaging my slit with his mouth. He was holding my legs apart with his hands but that wasn't working for me. I readjusted and slung my legs over his shoulders to get more control. A couple of minutes later I was bucking hard against his face, getting my wetness all in his mouth.

He loved every minute of it. And so did I. In fact, we saw each other again two days ago. When I'm in something just for the sex, the guy usually has to settle for a hand job after he's finished pleasing me. But I enjoyed myself so much I actually broke my own rule and gave him a nice long blow job to show my appreciation.

A half hour or so later he laid down on his back on the bed and pulled me up until I was straddlig his face. As you all know, I'm not a big fan of that style. But I'd had quite a bit to drink and he was so talented with his tongue that I actually came harder than I have in a long while. Maybe I've been missing out all this time.

I think I'll sit on his face again tomorrow when he comes over. Mmm. Getting wet just thinking about it! If only it weren't so late I'd call him over for an emergency face-sitting session right now!

My pussy was last eaten: Two days ago
Number of times: Two
Position: #1 In chair w/him kneeling. #2 Sitting on his face. Me squeezing him hard with my thighs and shoving my pussy into his mouth!
Lasted for: Oh, God, it felt so good I lost track of time!
Orgasm Rating: #1 An 8 out of 10. #2 A very satsifying 9 out of 10!

Thursday, August 04, 2005

I will never understand women who don't like sex. I just don't get it. If you ask me, the best part about being a girl is that we get so much great sex all the time. Whenever you're up for it, it's not hard to find a guy who's ready, willing and (hopefully) able. I love the power I have over men when it's time for sex. I love going in and getting what I want when I want it. Which leads us to the this past weekend.

Or, as I like to call it, Michelle's Muff-Diving Weekend. Cause let me tell you, that's what it turned into. Not that I'm complaining. Nor is he. In fact, the guy had the hugest smile on his face all day Monday.

Here's how it started. The guy I've been seeing had to go out of town for a couple of days. We both have crazy sex drives, so going a few days without it is torturous. Simply put, he's horny for my pussy 24/7. Horny for a taste, that is. He lives to get his mouth down there. Since his birthday is coming up in a week I decided to give him his present early.

While he was out of town, I emailed him with this teasing little message: As soon as you get back you'd better come over my house ASAP. I've got a real treat for you. Pretty soon he emailed me back begging to know what was up. My reply: You. At least you will be. I hope your tongue is nice and rested. It's going to be really busy. I was thinking we might go for a record....

I'd said the magic words. You see, this guy has, in the past, expressed his secret fantasty to me. He'd like to go for a record of how many times he can eat me out over a 24-hour period. So far the most we'd done was 4. He wanted to double that, at least.

As soon as he got back in town he hightailed it over to my house. He'd barely made it through the front door when his face was in my crotch. As I moved in to hug him, he dropped down to his knees, and threw his arms around my waist. His hands gripped my ass cheeks, as his face nuzzled my pussy. I was still fully dressed, but he took several minutes to kiss on the outside of my jeans before sliding them off and pushing me onto the floor. He dove right in, licking frantically. I was so horny by this point that I came in just over 5 minutes. He was obviously disappointed. "I wanted you on my face for an hour," he complained.

I couldn't help it. And I'm so sensitive after I come that I can't take any more tongue action. Dejected, he decided to order a pizza and catch up on his emails. However, tonight was different. About 30 minutes later my pussy was demanding some more attention. I felt that familiar tingling rush and I knew I wanted eating out, and I wanted eating out now! While he was sitting at the computer (a hard-on poking through his jeans) I came over and twisted the chair around, so he was level with my stomach. I then pulled his head forward and pushed it into me. He moaned, and lifted my shirt up, kissing my bare flesh a little. "Are you...?" he asked.

"Mmm hmm," I said. "Think you can eat me out before the pizza gets here?"

"Oh my God," he moaned, and grabbed hold of me. A minute later I was sitting on his face (his favorite) my hands up against the wall. I rocked my hips back and forth, grinding my wet slit tightly over his mouth. This time, I lasted for roughly 20 minutes before I exploded in an orgasm.

An hour into our evening and we were two pussy-licking's down. And we will had 23-hours to fill.

To be continued....

My pussy was last eaten: This morning before work
Number of times: One
Position: In the shower, him kneeling between my legs
Lasted for: Around 10 minutes
Orgasm Scale: Didn't come :(