<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645</id><updated>2011-12-24T18:05:35.734-05:00</updated><category term='story'/><category term='body movement'/><category term='vajayjay'/><category term='breasts'/><category term='addiction'/><category term='heat'/><category term='foreplay'/><category term='boobs'/><category term='penis'/><category term='vaginal rejuvenation'/><category term='bodies'/><category term='club'/><category term='tits'/><category term='experience'/><category term='donate'/><category term='clit'/><category term='shower'/><category term='erotica'/><category term='tongues'/><category term='size'/><category term='breast'/><category term='movement'/><category term='blog'/><category term='adult'/><category term='pleasure'/><category term='life'/><category term='masturbation'/><category term='sex'/><category term='blogger'/><category term='charity'/><category term='desire'/><category term='oral sex'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='breast cancer'/><category term='fun'/><category term='hot'/><category term='freeform'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='writing'/><category term='grind'/><category term='sexy'/><category term='dance'/><category term='partner'/><category term='Fleshbot'/><category term='lust'/><category term='multiple'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Wants &amp; Needs</title><subtitle type='html'>Bite-sized erotica with some personal obervations thrown into the mix. Yum!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-7782716533258327679</id><published>2009-04-08T11:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:15:33.551-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>your eyes&lt;br /&gt;your lips&lt;br /&gt;your hands&lt;br /&gt;explore my curves&lt;br /&gt;touching&lt;br /&gt;tasting&lt;br /&gt;biting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel alive and awake&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;a keen sense of calm falls over me&lt;br /&gt;as our bodies come together,&lt;br /&gt;fitting&lt;br /&gt;like the solution to a puzzle that no one knew existed&lt;br /&gt;until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undulations&lt;br /&gt;of arms and legs and fingers and toes and torsos&lt;br /&gt;in unison&lt;br /&gt;like a dance of seduction whose steps we know so well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-7782716533258327679?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/7782716533258327679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=7782716533258327679&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/7782716533258327679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/7782716533258327679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-eyes-your-lips-your-hands-explore.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-253035183770358319</id><published>2009-04-08T11:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:40:36.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>I think I've had more sex in the past month than I've ad in the past 4 years. Threesome, kink parties, dates to dance parties that ended in bed at 4am. I'm exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-253035183770358319?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/253035183770358319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=253035183770358319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/253035183770358319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/253035183770358319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2009/04/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-4512546471189453937</id><published>2009-01-24T01:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:15:31.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear with me...</title><content type='html'>... as I regenerate my blogroll,&lt;br /&gt;Since Blogrolling itself seems to be out of commission, I now have to rebuild. Thank you for your patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-4512546471189453937?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/4512546471189453937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=4512546471189453937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/4512546471189453937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/4512546471189453937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2009/01/bear-with-me.html' title='Bear with me...'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-6701450758427447916</id><published>2008-12-28T00:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:57:58.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vaginal rejuvenation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vajayjay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='size'/><title type='text'>My recent discovery...</title><content type='html'>... is in a guy's pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having really good sex lately with the Scientist and his very large cock. It's a wonder to behold, as well as to hold in my hand. Sometimes I'm amazed that it fits inside me (thanks to tons of lube). He keeps complimenting me on how tight I am and all I can think (but never say) is "of course you think I'm really tight, your dick is huge!" The idea that someone's vajayjay is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not tight enough&lt;/span&gt; for his thick piece of manhood makes me think his last few partners must really be in need of that vaginal &lt;a href="http://www.drmatlock.com/"&gt;rejuvenation&lt;/a&gt; surgery I saw on &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/on/shows/dr90210/index.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. 90210&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-6701450758427447916?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/6701450758427447916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=6701450758427447916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/6701450758427447916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/6701450758427447916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-recent-discovery.html' title='My recent discovery...'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-8993055426220560484</id><published>2008-11-30T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:12:57.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the times</title><content type='html'>Men&lt;br /&gt;Women &lt;br /&gt;Sex&lt;br /&gt;Fear&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;Promise &lt;br /&gt;Seduction&lt;br /&gt;Dating and mating in the modern realm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-8993055426220560484?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/8993055426220560484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=8993055426220560484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/8993055426220560484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/8993055426220560484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2008/11/times.html' title='the times'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-729953409383649992</id><published>2008-08-27T00:42:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T01:52:19.259-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body movement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club'/><title type='text'>Bump 'n grind,Bump 'n grind</title><content type='html'>It started off innocently enough.&lt;br /&gt;(Doesn't it always?)&lt;br /&gt;Just a dance with the friend of a friend at some generic club downtown. The music was thumping out some unidentifiable club mix hit. There was   flirting, as is the norm when people with the sizzling, sparking chemistry get near each other. Hands kept hovering near places they probably shouldn't have been in public. He was twirling and swirling me around, which was alternately thrilling and scary.  Our bodies were so close that I could make out a nice-sized erection through his jeans.  I wanted to touch it, wrap my fingers around it. Instead I chose creativity. Pretended to be a stripper and rubbed my delicious ass up against it. I think it drove him crazy. He pulled me closer. Way closer. My crotch near his. My head to his neck. So close, yet so far. I ran my tongue along his earlobe. He shuddered.&lt;br /&gt;Intensity.&lt;br /&gt;He grabbed my ass and pulled me even closer than I thought possible for two people on a dance floor who still had all their clothing on. He began practically thrusting up against me, but to the beat of the song, simulating sex in a way that was probably sort of obvious. I wondered if people were watching us. Living vicariously through us. (Were we turning them on?)&lt;br /&gt;I liked it. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;His hand on my ass guiding my body toward his in an undulating vibration of pure, raw desire. Moving as one, throbbing to the beat. Until the climax... of the song.&lt;br /&gt;(And him.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-729953409383649992?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/729953409383649992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=729953409383649992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/729953409383649992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/729953409383649992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2008/08/bump-n-grindbump-n-grind.html' title='Bump &apos;n grind,Bump &apos;n grind'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-9073581619644269964</id><published>2008-06-12T23:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T23:29:11.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masturbation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Addiction?</title><content type='html'>I think I might have a small problem on...er... with my hands. I can't seem to keep them from touching my pretty parts. Not that I can't keep my hand down my pants when I'm at work (don't want to get fired or spend too much suspicious time in the office's single w.c.). The addict in me comes out later... like when I'm alone on the couch at night (and Boytoy has gone to sleep), I cannot help but get myself all hot and bothered. And next thing you know I'm absentmindedly stroking a nipple or teasing my clit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've needed all this self love to help clear the writer's block I've had for the past few months. Masturbation got me back to the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-9073581619644269964?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/9073581619644269964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=9073581619644269964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/9073581619644269964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/9073581619644269964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2008/06/addiction.html' title='Addiction?'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-4276351432405533373</id><published>2008-04-25T23:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:21:03.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Lack</title><content type='html'>There's been some stressful stuff going on my life life and as a result I haven't been feeling very sexy or very creative lately. And I don't want to write if my heart (and other parts) isn't in it. I spend all day at work writing just to fill space. My intent with this blog is for the contents to be a reflection of who I really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-4276351432405533373?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/4276351432405533373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=4276351432405533373&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/4276351432405533373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/4276351432405533373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2008/04/lack.html' title='Lack'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-7248645100002275690</id><published>2008-02-20T00:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:08:11.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Foreplay &amp; fun II</title><content type='html'>Somehow, the rest of your clothing fell off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy was now reality as I moved towards you. Each stride purposeful, almost theatrical, designed to show off my body and make your cock quiver in anticipation. I touched your face as you reached for me. I deftly guided your arms over your head and took out the handcuffs, securing your wandering fingers to a loop in the wall behind the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I did a slow, silent strip tease, just like you wanted it - bending over to show off my ass, dangling my tits inches away from your face - shedding what remained of my clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood naked before you, a kaleidescope of green, blue, red, pink, and yellow played on my skin in the soft light of the neon signs outside the window. You told me that I looked more beautiful naked than you'd imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;  How many times &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; you touch yourself while thinking of me?&lt;br /&gt; Probably too many to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came closer, letting you lick my nipples and bury your face between my breasts as I straddled you. Your cock brushed my clit and sent a shiver through my body.  I stood up on the couch, my crotch perfectly level with your mouth, and let you lap at my now swollen clit until I had a sweet and slow orgasm. Then came your turn. I slid my hand down your chest to your stomach and found that spot on your inner thigh. You moaned that you needed to be inside of me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt;. I slid myself onto your erection and finally knew what it felt like to be so entwined with your body. As I rocked my hips you began to try to thrust deeper. When I picked up the pace you came... eyes rolling back into your head signifying ultimate pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out the key and uncuffed you and you grabbed me and pushed me up on the dining room table. Stacks of papers went flying. Once was not enough and you fucked me right there on the hard wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the next time we play together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-7248645100002275690?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/7248645100002275690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=7248645100002275690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/7248645100002275690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/7248645100002275690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2008/02/foreplay-fun-ii.html' title='Foreplay &amp; fun II'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-8591906892906674216</id><published>2008-01-06T18:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:21:59.799-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Foreplay &amp; fun</title><content type='html'>Sitting across from you on the other side of the couch, I fought the urge to rip your clothes off as the sexual tension hung so thickly in the air around us late one night. I wanted to crawl onto your lap, straddling it, knowing  that you wanted my crotch pressed up against yours... letting me feel just how excited you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You moved closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightning struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tongues met in a frenzied first kiss so hot I thought my lips slightly scorched. My foot danced across your lap, coming to rest as you pulled me on top of you, as if you could read my mind... The hard bulge in your jeans between my legs confirmed my earlier hypothesis. You know I couldn't help but to grind against you a little, teasing and previewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hands were in my hair... on my neck... down to my breasts where my nipples were already taut with anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how you groaned when I licked your earlobe? How you slid your hands up under my skirt while telling me how hot my ass was? I wondered if you could feel how wet you'd already made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gasped when I began to unzip your pants, begging me to do it faster. I obliged and marveled to myself at the beautiful size of your erect cock, sliding off your lap and down on to my hands and knees next to you, taking it in my mouth and treating it to the talents of my tongue. You deftly slid my panties off and it felt shockingly good when you slid a finger inside of me making me even wetter than I already was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if you knew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the naughty things I was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-8591906892906674216?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/8591906892906674216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=8591906892906674216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/8591906892906674216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/8591906892906674216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2008/01/foreplay-fun.html' title='Foreplay &amp; fun'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-2044644321102462957</id><published>2007-12-29T02:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:25:39.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Twice as nice</title><content type='html'>Your hard cock slowly slides inside me&lt;br /&gt;making me gasp.&lt;br /&gt;His hand reaches around to my breasts, caressing my nipples in turn.&lt;br /&gt;I stroke him and he grows harder and longer and firmer&lt;br /&gt;as you watch&lt;br /&gt;gazing adoringly from between my legs.&lt;br /&gt;I take him in my mouth, teasing... tasting...&lt;br /&gt;another in your presence only makes me hotter as you continue to fuck me.&lt;br /&gt;I do love an audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 hands.&lt;br /&gt;2 cocks.&lt;br /&gt;So much pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-2044644321102462957?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-2446851984115660260</id><published>2007-11-20T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:42:58.753-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freeform'/><title type='text'>concentration</title><content type='html'>glistening&lt;br /&gt;glowing&lt;br /&gt;skin&lt;br /&gt;dripping&lt;br /&gt;drop&lt;br /&gt;drop&lt;br /&gt;drop&lt;br /&gt;beads of sweat roll&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;between my breasts&lt;br /&gt;landing on your rippled abdomen&lt;br /&gt;i like to concentrate&lt;br /&gt;as i ride your luscious cock&lt;br /&gt;paying&lt;br /&gt;strict&lt;br /&gt;attention&lt;br /&gt;to how good you feel inside of me&lt;br /&gt;as my hips rock&lt;br /&gt;back   &lt;br /&gt;and   &lt;br /&gt;forth&lt;br /&gt;making you gasp&lt;br /&gt;at how well i move&lt;br /&gt;the two of us&lt;br /&gt;towards bliss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-2446851984115660260?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/2446851984115660260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=2446851984115660260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breasts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tits'/><title type='text'>Boobies for Charity - 2007 Blogger Boobiethon</title><content type='html'>Can you guess which lovely set of &lt;a href="http://www.boobiethon.com/"&gt;boobies&lt;/a&gt; is mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boobiethon.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rUgwecQoHoI/RwryWFSblbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v4rsoV5K3jU/s320/2007-banner234.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119170387650516402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-1763152912902542421?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/1763152912902542421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=1763152912902542421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1763152912902542421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1763152912902542421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/10/boobies-for-charity-2007-blogger.html' title='Boobies for Charity - 2007 Blogger Boobiethon'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rUgwecQoHoI/RwryWFSblbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v4rsoV5K3jU/s72-c/2007-banner234.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-6395103999582369678</id><published>2007-09-14T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T19:52:32.373-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>now! now! now!</title><content type='html'>You pick me up while kissing me and&lt;br /&gt;I feel the wall against my back &lt;br /&gt;while my legs wrap around your waist&lt;br /&gt;as your hands go up my skirt to find out&lt;br /&gt;that I am not wearing anything underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach down and around and unzip your pants&lt;br /&gt;freeing your hard cock&lt;br /&gt;from the confines of denim.&lt;br /&gt;I am so wet. Slick&lt;br /&gt;at the thought of you sliding inside of me&lt;br /&gt;pressing me harder against the wall&lt;br /&gt;you begin to enter me, my legs wrap tighter&lt;br /&gt;pulling you in deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel heat and pain and goodness&lt;br /&gt;as you gently bite my collarbone&lt;br /&gt;in a most loving and passionate way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your penis is the perfect shape and size&lt;br /&gt;and I feel it rubbing me repeatedly the right way.&lt;br /&gt;So intense, waves of pleasure building up,&lt;br /&gt;about to flood me as you buck against my hips&lt;br /&gt;telling me how much you love it, the way it feels inside me,&lt;br /&gt;how your cock belongs to me and only me.&lt;br /&gt;An orgasm rocks my body&lt;br /&gt;rhythmically teasing your cock&lt;br /&gt;to release.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-6395103999582369678?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-2427452937482388256</id><published>2007-07-30T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:48:40.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary</title><content type='html'>Blogging temporarily on hold while I recuperate from a recent hospital stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-2427452937482388256?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/2427452937482388256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=2427452937482388256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2427452937482388256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2427452937482388256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/07/temporary.html' title='Temporary'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-2420239080775378910</id><published>2007-07-01T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:21:48.721-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breast'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My nipples are hard&lt;br /&gt;I anticipate your lips on them&lt;br /&gt;As I sit and wait with baited breath (and without underwear)&lt;br /&gt;You appear in the doorway, slick and wet from the shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The towel drops as you shift&lt;br /&gt;Revealing your long legs and perfect pose, the light behind you&lt;br /&gt;Illuminating my naughty desires in the flesh&lt;br /&gt;Skin on skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs part as you approach&lt;br /&gt;Revealing my naked clit, awaiting attention&lt;br /&gt;Showing you what I want and how badly&lt;br /&gt;Plain to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand on my&lt;br /&gt;ankle&lt;br /&gt;calf&lt;br /&gt;knee&lt;br /&gt;thigh&lt;br /&gt;inner thigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gasp as your thumb hits&lt;br /&gt;That perfect spot between my lips&lt;br /&gt;I'm already wet with anticipation&lt;br /&gt;Of your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your breasts graze my knee&lt;br /&gt;I reach down and marvel at&lt;br /&gt;How it feels in my hand&lt;br /&gt;How your nipple perks up at the slightest flick&lt;br /&gt;Just like mine do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You straddle my lap&lt;br /&gt;Allowing me full access to your most feminine parts&lt;br /&gt;Letting me touch them&lt;br /&gt;Letting me inside&lt;br /&gt;Letting me make you writhe with pleasure&lt;br /&gt;And buck your hips against me as you cum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-2420239080775378910?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/2420239080775378910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=2420239080775378910&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2420239080775378910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2420239080775378910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-nipples-are-hard-i-anticipate-your.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-1648905922927090505</id><published>2007-06-01T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:17:37.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fleshbot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Fleshbot Friday</title><content type='html'>My little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' erotic blog is featured in &lt;a href="http://fleshbot.com/sex/sex-blogs/sex-blog-roundup-making-a-splash-265231.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fleshbot's&lt;/span&gt; Sex Blog Roundup&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go celebrate now with my new vibe. (I bet you're picturing that right now, aren't you?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-1648905922927090505?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/1648905922927090505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=1648905922927090505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1648905922927090505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1648905922927090505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/06/fleshbot-friday.html' title='Fleshbot Friday'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-2572463397776863631</id><published>2007-04-30T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:52:58.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot. Wet. Fun.</title><content type='html'>Hot water rains down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressed against your back, I help clean your front. The soap makes it slippery fun and my hand glides, literally, down your collarbone and onto your pert little breasts. I circle your nipples and massage the sweet smelling suds all around. Getting them perfectly clean. The same with your navel (an outie!) and lovely curved hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you you want me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your legs get my attention next. I'm down on my knees, eye-level with your firm butt, stroking the washcloth up and down your long legs. Thigh to knee to ankle. Ankle to knee to thigh. Spinning you around, I work my way along. Slowly. Thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you're getting excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see and smell it, almost taste it, being so close to you. Right in front. Your lips are so inviting. So I let my fingers make themselves at home. You exhale, like you've been waiting with bated breath, for my arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the excitement, the juices flowing around my hand. I can feel them between my own legs too. All slick and sweet. Just like yours. Begging for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to give it some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/shower" rel="tag"&gt;shower&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;wet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/fun" rel="tag"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/story" rel="tag"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-2572463397776863631?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/2572463397776863631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=2572463397776863631&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2572463397776863631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2572463397776863631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/04/hot-wet-fun.html' title='Hot. Wet. Fun.'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-2513939010247299202</id><published>2007-04-08T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T16:13:52.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping nude</title><content type='html'>I awake. You are pelting me with kisses about my neck and shoulders, body wrapped around behind mine. I feel your erection pressed against my back. A hand is massaging my naked breast, tickling my nipple. You move it down over my hip to my stomach, landing at of the V-shaped intersection where my thighs meet. I shift a bit, and you being caressing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;, feeling how wet and aroused I am. You call out my name, telling me how hot I make you, how you just couldn't resist touching me this morning as my beautiful nude body lay sleeping beside you. Touching your erect dick didn't help, you just had to touch me. I can now feel your hard cock slide between my thighs, as you use the friction to make it grow even harder. I am dripping wet now and you slide inside of me, deliciously moving back and forth while still stroking my swollen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;. Faster. Harder. Deeper. I come. A moment later you explode inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/morning" rel="tag"&gt;morning&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/touching" rel="tag"&gt;touching&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cock" rel="tag"&gt;cock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-2513939010247299202?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/2513939010247299202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=2513939010247299202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2513939010247299202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2513939010247299202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/04/sleeping-nude.html' title='Sleeping nude'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-2401973452796818796</id><published>2007-03-06T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:23:49.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At long last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yes, I know, it's been a month since I last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; a chance to post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; to be spanked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thwack! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get on with things, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot, writhing, naked while the sheets slip silently off the bed. I end up bent forward, straddling your chest. Your skin tastes scrumptious as my mouth rounds your ramrod straight cock. It's so smooth and slippery as I roll my tongue around the crown of your manhood.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your lips between my legs, hungry and wanting. You nimbly reposition my curves and contours so that I'm on my back. Your tongue tickles my nipples in a most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;delightful&lt;/span&gt; way... radiating waves of pleasure... A hand slides along my stomach down to my hip, your lips kissing a trail of lust down below my navel. With your other hand you tease my inner thighs... a single finger taunts my moist lips running up and down each side, soon joined by a tongue. "I wish you'd stop teasing..." I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving your body on top of mine, your cock glides inside me. Feeling you there... inside... almost a part of me... Hot and sweet, all at once.  We roll over, so that I'm on top. Your favorite position... getting to touch my breasts... taking me in as I ride you... seeing the joy that orgasm brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/lust" rel="tag"&gt;lust&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/story" rel="tag"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-2401973452796818796?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/2401973452796818796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=2401973452796818796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2401973452796818796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/2401973452796818796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/03/at-long-last.html' title='At long last...'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-1223754885613116676</id><published>2007-02-01T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T01:09:05.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>voyeur</title><content type='html'>there is something so sexy about laying in bed&lt;br /&gt;my head on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;hand &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; caressing your&lt;br /&gt;stomach...&lt;br /&gt;thighs...&lt;br /&gt;balls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm really at the mercy of your hand&lt;br /&gt;as it moves&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;up&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;rock&lt;br /&gt;hard&lt;br /&gt;cock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being such a voyeur&lt;br /&gt;to your self bliss&lt;br /&gt;makes me so hot&lt;br /&gt;that I just need to pinch and tease my nipples&lt;br /&gt;as I watch you&lt;br /&gt;lovingly caress yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/masturbation" rel="tag"&gt;masturbation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cock" rel="tag"&gt;cock&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-1223754885613116676?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/1223754885613116676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=1223754885613116676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1223754885613116676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1223754885613116676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/02/voyeur.html' title='voyeur'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-3345236660904988069</id><published>2007-01-23T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T19:46:23.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>I've been busy lately... and neglecting my blog. I guess that I deserve a spanking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-3345236660904988069?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/3345236660904988069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=3345236660904988069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/3345236660904988069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/3345236660904988069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/01/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-1937371467102966086</id><published>2007-01-05T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T01:53:17.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense and sensation</title><content type='html'>Hands on skin slide up and tangle up in my long hair as your lips touch mine and our tongues meet head on. You lightly tug on my locks and my head tilts back, allowing you access to my neck and collarbone, which you promptly devour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nipples sizzle  knowing that your mouth is so close, yet so far. They spark when your chest brushes against mine as you move from my neck to my ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes closed, I reach out helplessly, wondering what part of your naked, writhing body will collide with my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3... 2... 1... Contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My slender fingers are met by the slight curve of your hip. I sweep clockwise, the swell of your inner thigh greets me. Now you're the struggling, anticipating, knowing that my hand is so near, yet so far, from where you want it to be. I tease, roaming lightly around your inner and outer thighs. Soon, you're begging. I can feel it, see it in your body language. Your green eyes plead, practically shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I zero in, brushing just behind your balls, and you let out a sigh of pleasure as I begin to draw my fingers across your swollen scrotum, and up onto your hard cock. You utter your thanks by swirling your lips around my aching right nipple. I begin stroking up and down your swollen erection, feeling the tension build in your body. Your mouth has left my breast and your eyes are on my hand moving faster and faster, riveted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop. Moving one leg across your lap, I am now nose to nose with you. So that I can see what your face looks like when I slide your cock inside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-1937371467102966086?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/1937371467102966086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=1937371467102966086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1937371467102966086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1937371467102966086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2007/01/sense-and-sensation.html' title='Sense and sensation'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-5193483018381573309</id><published>2006-12-11T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:24:12.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot hot heat</title><content type='html'>The temperature&lt;br /&gt;is dropping outside.&lt;br /&gt;And things are rising in here.&lt;br /&gt;Friction.&lt;br /&gt;The heat of bodies&lt;br /&gt;rubbing&lt;br /&gt;fights the chill outside.&lt;br /&gt;Smooth skin grows taut.&lt;br /&gt;No slack given as&lt;br /&gt;your cock swells&lt;br /&gt;towards my lips.&lt;br /&gt;Your tongue feels&lt;br /&gt;velvety&lt;br /&gt;between my thighs.&lt;br /&gt;Bodies together.&lt;br /&gt;Touching&lt;br /&gt;Tasting&lt;br /&gt;Moving as one.&lt;br /&gt;Heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotica" rel="tag"&gt;erotica&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/story" rel="tag"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/writing" rel="tag"&gt;writing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/lips" rel="tag"&gt;lips&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cock" rel="tag"&gt;cock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-5193483018381573309?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/5193483018381573309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=5193483018381573309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/5193483018381573309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/5193483018381573309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/12/hot-hot-heat.html' title='Hot hot heat'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-3308347768341553170</id><published>2006-12-06T21:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:59:22.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty Noel, You Deserve A Spanking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;My goodness! The idea of a nice, large package under the tree takes on a whole new meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dts.ystoretools.com/1494/images/250x1000/mens-christmas-thong-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What will you be kissing under the mistletoe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chocolatefantasies.com/mistleToeBag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;How'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; you like to unwrap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;on Christmas morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.3wishes.com/images/christmasbow.jpg" height="196" width="321" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And then there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nawtythings.com/novelties/christmas.html"&gt; Santa Claus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like I'd never imagined him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Technorati&lt;/span&gt; Tags: &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/underwear" class="performancingtags"&gt;underwear&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/Christmas" class="performancingtags"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/naughty" class="performancingtags"&gt;naughty&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/holiday" class="performancingtags"&gt;holiday&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/Noel" class="performancingtags"&gt;Noel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/thong" class="performancingtags"&gt;thong&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" class="performancingtags"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/pictures" class="performancingtags"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a rel="tag" href="http://technorati.com/tag/mistletoe" class="performancingtags"&gt;mistletoe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p class="poweredbyperformancing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;powered by &lt;a href="http://performancing.com/firefox"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;performancing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;firefox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-3308347768341553170?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/3308347768341553170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=3308347768341553170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/3308347768341553170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/3308347768341553170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/12/naughty-noel-you-deserve-spanking.html' title='Naughty Noel, You Deserve A Spanking!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-1074516238364950748</id><published>2006-10-31T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:02:54.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><title type='text'>tingle</title><content type='html'>the thrill of your skin on mine&lt;br /&gt;excites me deep inside&lt;br /&gt;my center&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dwelling with your lips&lt;br /&gt;on my neck&lt;br /&gt;makes me tingle&lt;br /&gt;and writhe&lt;br /&gt;all over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nipples stand erect&lt;br /&gt;at attention&lt;br /&gt;whenever you are near&lt;br /&gt;them with your tongue&lt;br /&gt;swirling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet spot&lt;br /&gt;on fire with&lt;br /&gt;desire&lt;br /&gt;thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;skin&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-1074516238364950748?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/1074516238364950748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=1074516238364950748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1074516238364950748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/1074516238364950748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/10/tingle.html' title='tingle'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-5337972143142080639</id><published>2006-10-16T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:09:44.435-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat'/><title type='text'>Bodies in motion</title><content type='html'>Hot.&lt;br /&gt;Wet.&lt;br /&gt;Tounge dragging up over my knee, around my thigh, heading towards....infinity.&lt;br /&gt;Deep.&lt;br /&gt;Hard.&lt;br /&gt;Plunging inside me, over, and over, and over.&lt;br /&gt;Rhythmic cycle of lust.&lt;br /&gt;Intense pattern of pleasure woven of entwined arms and legs and fingers and mouths.&lt;br /&gt;Electricity of bodies creating heat and friction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; good friction.&lt;br /&gt;Skin on skin.&lt;br /&gt;Rubbing bodies and parts together.&lt;br /&gt;The faster the better.&lt;br /&gt;Harder and deeper and wetter and faster.&lt;br /&gt;Pulsing, spurting.&lt;br /&gt;Hot and intense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-5337972143142080639?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/5337972143142080639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=5337972143142080639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/5337972143142080639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/5337972143142080639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/10/bodies-in-motion.html' title='Bodies in motion'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-6682164928544226330</id><published>2006-09-19T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:48:37.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pleasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tongues'/><title type='text'>Magic man, magic mouth</title><content type='html'>Your &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt; knows just where to go, just how to move.... I love that swirling motion around my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;clit&lt;/span&gt;. I get hotter and hotter with each and every lick. My body is on fire, the pleasure pulsing from between my legs all the way up my spinal cord, down to my toes, out to my fingers. My &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;consciousness&lt;/span&gt; becomes altered and I struggle to bring my brain back down to earth from the soaring heights you take me to and I manage to mutter  "don't stop!."  Soon, my body is almost bursting. I can't take it anymore! I start to quake and shiver as the waves of an orgasm ripple  and roll through my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-6682164928544226330?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/6682164928544226330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=6682164928544226330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/6682164928544226330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/6682164928544226330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/09/magic-man-magic-mouth.html' title='Magic man, magic mouth'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115819242686153890</id><published>2006-09-13T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:07:06.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caligula rises again</title><content type='html'>But my question is- are there any penii &lt;a href="http://www.mensvogue.com/arts/feature/slideshows/2006/08/21/vezzoli_caligula_trailer?slide=1"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/movies" rel="tag"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/films" rel="tag"&gt;films&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/art" rel="tag"&gt;art&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/porn" rel="tag"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/questionable+taste" rel="tag"&gt;questionable taste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115819242686153890?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115819242686153890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115819242686153890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115819242686153890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115819242686153890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/09/caligula-rises-again.html' title='Caligula rises again'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115751044135269514</id><published>2006-09-05T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:40:41.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexless and loving it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asexual"&gt;Asexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is a general term or self-designation for people who lack sexual attraction or otherwise find sexual behavior unappealing. There is debate as to whether this is a sexual dysfunction or a sexual orientation; furthermore, there is disagreement over the exact definition of the word. The term is sometimes used as a gender identity by those who believe their lack of sexual attraction places them outside the traditional definitions of gender. There has been little research done on asexuality, but those studies that have been conducted suggest that, if it is a sexual orientation, it is among the least common.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I donÂt know a better way to put it. I just donÂt ÂgetÂ asexuality (as defined above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/2020/Sex/story?id=2395452&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;Primetime &lt;/a&gt;(on ABC) has a segment tonight on asexual people. I simply cannot understand how someone ends up asexual, whether by choice or biochemistry. Im one of those people who think that the Internet is for news, porn and email (not necessarily in that order).  Even when Im not in the mood or feel my desires wane due to the &lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/09/drought.html"&gt;daily stresses&lt;/a&gt; of life, thereÂs still a spark waiting to be licked. Im still fairly horny, able to perform' (as much as we gals are expected to) and have decent (if uninspired) orgasms. Theres always a yearning in my loins when I see a yummy guy enter my field of vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="tags"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/asexual" rel="tag"&gt;asexual&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexuality" rel="tag"&gt;sexuality&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/asexuality" rel="tag"&gt;asexuality&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sociology" rel="tag"&gt;sociology&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/biology" rel="tag"&gt;biology&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/news" rel="tag"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/TV" rel="tag"&gt;TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115751044135269514?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115751044135269514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115751044135269514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115751044135269514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115751044135269514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/09/sexless-and-loving-it.html' title='Sexless and loving it'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115750612593971542</id><published>2006-09-05T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:28:45.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drought</title><content type='html'>OK, so I'm not really having a sex drought. There's been sex and touching and fondling. It's like my body's there but my head hasn't been. Not sure why. Life stresses are piling up. Summer is pretty much over, having slipped past without me having nearly enough "summery" experiences- wearing short skirts (freakin' rain and dress code at work), making out under the stars, fucking with the moonlight pouring onto my bare skin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="tags"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/summer" rel="tag"&gt;summer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/vacation" rel="tag"&gt;vacation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/feelings" rel="tag"&gt;feelings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115750612593971542?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115750612593971542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115750612593971542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115750612593971542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115750612593971542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/09/drought.html' title='Drought'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115630678331686147</id><published>2006-08-23T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:21:54.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom vroom</title><content type='html'>An SUV in the middle of an urban park at night is a great place to fool around. All that room makes for some easier access than in a sedan. Especially when your skirt is up around your waist, panties shoved aside, one leg up on the dashboard, the other resting on the top of the driver's seat.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="tags"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cars" rel="tag"&gt;cars&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/fun" rel="tag"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/park" rel="tag"&gt;park&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115630678331686147?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115630678331686147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115630678331686147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115630678331686147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115630678331686147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/08/vroom-vroom.html' title='Vroom vroom'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115508695447731948</id><published>2006-08-08T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:56:12.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanking good sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smack! &lt;/span&gt;That was the sound of the clean, sharp spank delivered by my hand to his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I can't hear you. Say it louder."&lt;/span&gt; I commanded as he struggled against me, clearly enjoying our foray into the kind of sex that can be as much of a mindfuck as it can be a regular fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“yes. I liked that.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mild spanking was nothing new. I often slapped his ass as it rose and fell in between my legs while we fucked. Or during foreplay.  Those love taps were not lighter or heavier than tonight, but were free of the role-play head-trip that can accompany the kinkier stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was different. Something ignited inside of me. The kind of thing that I always knew I had the capacity for, but had not presented itself in a way connected to sex. I’ve often glimpsed fragments of myself that would seem to translate into being a good Top. Now, everything was coming to the surface, and manifesting itself on his adorable ass cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea exactly what one thing helped me break that barrier, allowing me to sensualize my natural dominance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was the way that his answer was muffled. Or maybe he didn’t sounds as enthusiastic as he could’ve, given the obvious pleasure he was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Tell me one more time. And say it right.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to be intrigued by the turn of events. And excited, his cock swollen, hips moving and straining towards me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“i liked it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“You can’t touch me until you say it properly.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tensed his body, showing some sort of mix of pleasure and pain and impatience. Lord, did he want to fuck me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“i liked being spanked and touched by you Mistress. i want more.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more you shall get, I thought to myself, eyeing the leather paddle that I’d recently purchased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BDSM" rel="tag"&gt;BDSM&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/new" rel="tag"&gt;new&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/trying+out" rel="tag"&gt;trying out&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/domme" rel="tag"&gt;domme&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/dominance" rel="tag"&gt;dominance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115508695447731948?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115508695447731948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115508695447731948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115508695447731948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115508695447731948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/08/spanking-good-sex.html' title='Spanking good sex'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115457708275270173</id><published>2006-08-02T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T00:01:08.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Checklist for sexual success</title><content type='html'>How many of &lt;a href="http://www.funnyheck.com/40mistakes.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; have your male (or female.. or other...) partners made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the errors in judgment that I've had to endure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyheck.com/40mistakes.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;40 MISTAKES MEN MAKE  WHILE HAVING SEX WITH WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Some Men Really Need To Read This)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) NOT SHAVING.&lt;br /&gt;  You often forget you have a porcupine strapped to your chin    which you rake repeatedly across your partner's face and thighs. When she turns her head from side to side, it's not passion, it's avoidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;This can also be a problem when someone with an especially coarse beard goes down on you. That skin on my inner thighs is delicate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) TWIDDLING HER NIPPLES.&lt;br /&gt;  Stop doing that thing where you twiddle the nipples between    finger and thumb like you're trying to find a radio station in a hilly area. Focus on the whole breasts, not just the exclamation points.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I have actually had to remind men of this. They did OK for about 5 minutes before heading back to the bullseye(s). Same thing goes for licking them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;7) IGNORING THE OTHER PARTS OF HER BODY.&lt;br /&gt;  A woman is not a highway with just three turnoffs: Breastville    East and West, and the Midtown Tunnel. There are vast areas of her body which you've ignored far too often as you go bombing straight into downtown Vagina.     So start paying them some attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I 've even got a mouth, ears, shoulders, hands, feet, and some adorable butt cheeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8) GETTING THE HAND TRAPPED.&lt;br /&gt;  Poor manual dexterity in the underskirt region can result    in tangled fingers and underpants.  If you're going to be that aggressive, just ask her to take the damn things off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Or take them off yourself before you go exploring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) ATTACKING THE CLITORIS.&lt;br /&gt;  Direct pressure is very unpleasant, so gently rotate your    fingers along side of the clitoris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This should be on the first page of a manual given to men before they get to touch one for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) BEING OBSESSED WITH THE VAGINA.&lt;br /&gt;  Although most men can find the clitoris without maps, they    still believe that the vagina is where it's all at. No sooner is your hand down there than you're trying to stuff stolen banknotes up a chimney.  This is okay in principle, but if you're not careful, it can hurt - so don't get carried away. It's best to pay more attention to her clitoris and the exterior of her vagina at first, then gently slip a finger inside her and see if she likes it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;At least warm me up before going&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/spelunking"&gt;spelunking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You might encounter resistance or friction if you don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;18) GOING TOO FAST.&lt;br /&gt;When you get to the  penis-in-vagina situation, the worst thing you can do is pump away like an  industrial power tool - she'll soon feel like an assembly line worker made  obsolete by your technology.  Build up slowly, with clean, straight,  regular thrusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Do I look like your blowup doll? Yeah, didn't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;19) GOING TOO HARD.&lt;br /&gt;  If you bash your great triangular hip bones into her thigh    or stomach, the pain is equal to two weeks of horseback riding concentrated into a few seconds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" align="left"&gt;Because this is not the Discovery Channel. 'Doing it like animals' only refers to the frenzied sexual chemistry, not the technique.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;21) NOT COMING SOON ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;  It may appear to you that humping for an hour without climaxing    is the mark of a sex god, but to her it's more likely the mark of a numb vagina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Or a dry, painful one. Please, let us take a break to reapply some lube.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;24) NUDGING HER HEAD DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;Men persist in  doing this until she's eyeball-to-penis, hoping that it will lead very  swiftly to mouth-to-penis. All women hate this. It's about three steps from  being dragged to a cave by their hair. If you want her to use her mouth, use  yours; try talking seductively to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yeah, cause this will make me want to blow you even more. (Maybe next you can force yourself on me while I yell "no" and run screaming.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;25) NOT WARNING HER BEFORE YOU CLIMAX.&lt;br /&gt;  Sperm tastes like sea water mixed with egg white.  Not    everybody likes it. When she's performing oral sex, warn her before you come so she can do what's necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Miss Manners would not approve of errant ejaculation sans warning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) ARRANGING HER IN STUPID POSES.&lt;br /&gt;If she wants to do advanced yoga in bed, fine, but unless    she's a Romanian gymnast, don't get too ambitious. Ask yourself if you want a sexual partner with snapped hamstrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; The Kama Sutra was probably meant for people who did yoga everyday anyway. And I don't mean one class a week at the local YMCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;36) BARKING INSTRUCTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;  Don't shout encouragement like a coach with a megaphone.    It's not a big turn-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Unless you're playing Naughty Cheerleader Camp. And you have an actual megaphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;38) NOT CARING WHETHER SHE COMES.&lt;br /&gt;  You have to finish the job. Keep on trying until you get    it right, and she might even do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If you don't, I'll just tell any female I know to avoid sleeping with a selfish asshole like you, via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://craigslist.com"&gt;Craigslist&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/manners" rel="tag"&gt;manners&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/mistakes" rel="tag"&gt;mistakes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/men" rel="tag"&gt;men&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/women" rel="tag"&gt;women&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/play" rel="tag"&gt;play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115457708275270173?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115457708275270173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115457708275270173&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115457708275270173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115457708275270173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/08/checklist-for-sexual-success.html' title='Checklist for sexual success'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115326951735570991</id><published>2006-07-18T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:38:38.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotter than the weather</title><content type='html'>Summer is heating up in more ways that I imagined.  When it's hot out, sometimes it's necessary to wear only the necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am draped over your lap with your hand acting as a magic wand between my legs. Your fingers are inside of me, tickling... teasing... pleasuring... My nipples peak out from the low cut shirt that has been pulled down to expose as much of them as possible. They are hard and taut against your tongue when you flick them. I cannot imagine a better way to spend a Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach for your chest, tweaking your left nipple as you moan with pleasure. How sensitive it is. How much you delight in my slightly rough touch.  I can feel your hard cock under my thigh, throbbing and straining against the thin shorts you have on. I decide free it, sliding it out on of the leg openings, taking it in my hand and rolling it in my palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shift me around until I am facing you on the couch. I can feel your erection against my clit. So hard with skin so soft. You lift me closer, fitting me onto your cock like snapping the last puzzle piece into place. Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cock" rel="tag"&gt;cock&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotica" rel="tag"&gt;erotica&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/summer" rel="tag"&gt;summer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/play" rel="tag"&gt;play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115326951735570991?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115326951735570991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115326951735570991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115326951735570991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115326951735570991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/07/hotter-than-weather.html' title='Hotter than the weather'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115223448835392271</id><published>2006-07-06T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:08:08.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Vegas...</title><content type='html'>... stays in Vegas. Until somebody &lt;a href="http://www.lastnightsparty.com/944afterhours/"&gt;posts&lt;/a&gt; it on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="tags"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/party" rel="tag"&gt;party&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Las+Vegas" rel="tag"&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/nudity" rel="tag"&gt;nudity&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/strip" rel="tag"&gt;strip&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/boobs" rel="tag"&gt;boobs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115223448835392271?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115223448835392271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115223448835392271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115223448835392271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115223448835392271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-happens-in-vegas.html' title='What happens in Vegas...'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115215383337501724</id><published>2006-07-05T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:43:53.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All eyes</title><content type='html'>You're staring at me. Normally, I'd mind, but not the way that you do it. Your eyes on me, I feel attractive, sexy, and alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They roam over my body, taking in my ample breasts... my long legs... my curvy hips... my sweet little ass... One look and anyone can tell what's on your mind. Sometimes, I wish you weren't so obvious about it. Other times I feel elated and special, that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;are looking at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. It's all about self perception, I suppose. Sometimes I still feel like the awkward high schooler that I was. Mostly when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; look at me, I tend to feel more like the naughty gal in the high school uniform who needs to be spanked for cutting class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picture you taking me over your knee and pushing my little plaid skirt up over my ass. (You are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; at my lack of underwear!) Instead of spanking them, you begging to caress my smooth, round cheeks. You hand dips lower each time, closer to the wonderful opening in between my legs. A finger enters me. It feels so good! Am I being rewarded or punished? I'm not sure and I'm not sure that I really care anyway, what you're doing feels soooooo good. Another finger slides up over m very sensitive clit. You are making me moan. "Shhhh! The other students might hear!," you say. But I cannot help it. I long to feel your hard cock inside of me and tell you so. Alas, I am not allowed. Your denial is my punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just have to settle for a mind blowing orgasm, courtesy of your nimble fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/high+school" rel="tag"&gt;high school&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/fantasy" rel="tag"&gt;fantasy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/orgasm" rel="tag"&gt;orgasm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115215383337501724?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115215383337501724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115215383337501724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115215383337501724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115215383337501724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-eyes.html' title='All eyes'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115205849154913205</id><published>2006-07-04T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:14:51.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2796/797/1600/oh_please.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2796/797/320/oh_please.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What &lt;a href="http://www.bountyhunterinc.com/w5_item_display_page.asp?ItemID=269"&gt;great shirts&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.bountyhunterinc.com/w5_index.htm"&gt;dirty gals&lt;/a&gt; and guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/t-shirts" rel="tag"&gt;t-shirts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/clothing" rel="tag"&gt;clothing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115205849154913205?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115205849154913205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115205849154913205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115205849154913205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115205849154913205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/07/dress-me-up.html' title='Dress me up'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-115128057778228612</id><published>2006-06-25T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T20:09:37.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutual enjoyment</title><content type='html'>I love watching him play with himself. It's so hot to know that I am what is causing him to reach into his pants and begin stroking his hard cock. To unzip the pants and push down the boxer shorts and display himself to me. He swirls his hand over the soft skin, eliciting a slight moan.  It's so hot to gaze upon a hand, moving up and down the shaft, the other periodically gliding over his balls. The pace quickens, the moans grow more audible. He begins rubbing faster and faster, until his hand is a blur of motion. And cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is the catalyst? Why it's me, of course. Sitting on the couch in a skirt, legs splayed out- one of the couch, one on the coffee table- with my hand dangling between. And no panties on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a firm believer in mutual masturbation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/masturbation" rel="tag"&gt;masturbation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotica" rel="tag"&gt;erotica&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cock" rel="tag"&gt;cock&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/tease" rel="tag"&gt;tease&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-115128057778228612?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/115128057778228612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=115128057778228612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115128057778228612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/115128057778228612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/06/mutual-enjoyment.html' title='Mutual enjoyment'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114955583930721401</id><published>2006-06-05T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:15:05.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress me up</title><content type='html'>Boytoy and I had an adventure last month- sex in a dressing room! Not my first time, but I took his dressing room virginity. Everyone outside was none the wiser. I guess some hanky panky is to be expected if you allow customers of the opposite gender (or sometimes that same one) to partake in such a situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lots of fun, as I needed help finding something for a dressy event this month. He's great to shop with in general (sort like having a Queer Eye guy there who's not actually queer). Me getting to know his more exhibitionistic side is a great bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began with my getting stuck ina  dress, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;, I needed help getting back out of it.... He ducked into the small cube to help me out and I found myself quite turned on- being such a bad girl, clearly defying some sort of societal rule about not having a boy in the dressing room. Once the dress was off (no having sex in the unpaid merchandise for me, that's gross!) I moved closer to him and felt his hard cock against my thigh. It was such a turn on, knowing that he was getting really hot watching me try on mundane clothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (clad only in undies) began to unzip his pants, freeing his erect penis from the confines of the denim. I started to stroke it and, bringing it between my lips, began to swirl my tongue around the head. I couldn't take it anymore, I was sooooooo hot from all the forbidden behavior and his yummy cock. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt; to have him inside of me. He scooped me up and lowered me onto his slick dick. We quietly began to make things even hotter, with him pumping into me totally within earshot of a few other shoppers. I only wish it could've been a bigger dressing room, allowing us more freedom of expression. But alas, we had to stop when the salesperson knocked on the door to ask how the dress looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can imagine how hot the sex was when we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/exhibitionism" rel="tag"&gt;exhibitionism&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/adventure" rel="tag"&gt;adventure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114955583930721401?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114955583930721401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114955583930721401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114955583930721401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114955583930721401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/06/dress-me-up.html' title='Dress me up'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114791446835749071</id><published>2006-05-17T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:14:46.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Ass'ets</title><content type='html'>The Boytoy likes ass. He's an ASSMAN (I imagine he'd get that licesne plate if our prim and proper state would let him). He's not so much into the anal sex as the ass itself. He likes to ogle it, pat it, kiss it, and lick it. I'm a bit hesitant about anyone rimming me. I'm not a germ freak, but I can't help but think of that part of my body as less than squeaky clean- not because I am dirty in an icky way, but because we all have our &lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/limits.html"&gt;limits&lt;/a&gt;- and mine tend to revolve around my asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the shower a few weeks ago where, for some reason, he was sitting on the floor of the shower. Next thing I know, his tongue is somewhere between my ass cheeks. Since we were in the shower after all I didn't pull away and let him investigate further. It tickled, the ass licking, and I didn't hate it. I didn't love it either. I kind of feel that he got more out of it than I did, judging by his erection.   Maybe I'll let him do it again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/ass" rel="tag"&gt;ass&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/butt" rel="tag"&gt;butt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/rimming" rel="tag"&gt;rimming&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/shower" rel="tag"&gt;shower&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;wet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114791446835749071?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114791446835749071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114791446835749071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114791446835749071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114791446835749071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/05/assets.html' title='&apos;Ass&apos;ets'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114791215139243199</id><published>2006-05-17T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:31:13.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny, I don't feel that kinky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are 90% kinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizuniverse.com/result_images/cows.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are crazy kinky.  Do you ever think of anything other than sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=51"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com"&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I'm not suprised by my Sexual IQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+3;"&gt;You have a sexual IQ of 152&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizuniverse.com/brain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to sex, you are a super genius.  You have had a lot of experience, and sex interests you so you know a lot about it.  You pride yourself on being a source of information and guidance to all of your friends.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=38"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizuniverse.com"&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/kink" rel="tag"&gt;kink&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/quiz" rel="tag"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/kinky" rel="tag"&gt;kinky&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/metrics" rel="tag"&gt;metrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114791215139243199?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114791215139243199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114791215139243199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114791215139243199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114791215139243199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/05/funny-i-dont-feel-that-kinky.html' title='Funny, I don&apos;t feel that kinky...'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114791126032154340</id><published>2006-05-17T20:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:14:20.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows</title><content type='html'>So what if the neighbors might see me through the flimsy curtains? I was so turned on by the thought of you that I just had to touch myself. I slid my hand down between my breasts, slowly, lazily, circling the nipple on the right one. It felt so hard and stiff as I manipulated it, rolling it around between my fingers. I flicked the left one softly, thinking of your hand on my skin, your tongue on my lips. My right hand trailed down over my stomach, hitting my inner thigh. I let in linger there for a minute, before stroking my clit over my silk panties, feeling the chills that come with self pleasure. As I began to imagine you watching me, I slid the panties aside, trailing a finger over my exposed clit- first up and down, then in small circles. It would feel so good for you to be the one touching me, getting me hotter, making the blood rush to my swollen pussy. I rubbed my clit harder and faster, feeling less aware of the flimsy drapes, as the pleasure began to build up to a great crescendo of an orgasm. And then. I came. Waves of tingles coursing through my whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time I'll let you watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/masturbation" rel="tag"&gt;masturbation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/possible+voyerism" rel="tag"&gt;possible voyerism&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/clit" rel="tag"&gt;clit&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/orgasm" rel="tag"&gt;orgasm&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/pleasure" rel="tag"&gt;pleasure&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/touch" rel="tag"&gt;touch&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114791126032154340?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114791126032154340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114791126032154340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114791126032154340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114791126032154340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/05/windows.html' title='Windows'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114774131291877689</id><published>2006-05-15T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:01:52.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hedo hot spots</title><content type='html'>I've been reading this &lt;a href="http://www.sexherald.com/adult-feature-articles/hedonism_iii-_a_primer_on_the_hottest_vacation_spot_in_the_caribbean.html"&gt;primer &lt;/a&gt;on what a trip to the infamous &lt;a href="http://www.superclubs.com/brand_hedonism/"&gt;Hedomism&lt;/a&gt; III is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've long been curious to visit one of the Hedo hot spots, but don't want to end up with my &lt;a href="http://www.digitizethis.com/journal/2005/images/2005_hedonism/stevaughn_luisa.jpg"&gt;picture &lt;/a&gt;plastered &lt;a href="http://www.gallery.loprestitours.com/albums/miamivelvet/P7130027.jpg"&gt;all&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.jimmythomas.com/modeling/tearsheets/htbfn-sm.jpg"&gt;over&lt;/a&gt; the &lt;a href="http://www.coccozella.com/PIC/KELLIAN/HEDOII/kmhd9904.jpg"&gt;interweb&lt;/a&gt;. (Not that unregulated picture-taking is what's holding me back- $$$ is also a factor). Call me paranoid, but you can't trust everyone who says "I won't post that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Hedonism" rel="tag"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/photos" rel="tag"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/nude" rel="tag"&gt;nude&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/naked" rel="tag"&gt;naked&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/travel" rel="tag"&gt;travel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114774131291877689?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114774131291877689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114774131291877689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114774131291877689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114774131291877689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/05/hedo-hot-spots.html' title='Hedo hot spots'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112032964634657425</id><published>2006-05-10T02:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T01:22:15.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter To My Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(updated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...caress my inner thigh softly, teasing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kiss me all about my shoulders slowly moving around to the back of my neck and making me shudder as your tongue glides across the sensitive skin between my shoulder blades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...slowly lick my outer lips, savor my inner thighs, twirl your talented tongue 'round my clit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...talk dirty to me- on the phone or in person- telling me how you love it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when I ride you&lt;/span&gt;, how amazing it feels to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inside of me&lt;/span&gt;, how much better your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orgasms &lt;/span&gt;are with me than with anyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tell me that you want nothing more than to be inside of me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...watch me with hungry eyes as I slowly undress in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... remind me of how delicious I taste &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...slowly twirl your tongue over my nipple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...make me feel more beautiful than any other woman in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... tell me how you&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; it when I suck your cock, even if I'm not going down on you when you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hold off on your own orgasm until I have mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...live to go down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tell me how you'd like to do me &amp; what you'd like to do to me once you get me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...get excited when I pull out my vibe to use during sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... tell me how hot I am, even after I've gained 7 lbs. (mostly) around my middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... try to touch me in slightly inappropriate ways, in public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wrap your arms around me from behind and slide a hand over to my (clothed) nipple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wear underwear that compliments your package&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those &lt;/span&gt;noises when I lick your balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;make me feel like a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/love" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="tags"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/raw" rel="tag"&gt;raw&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/love" rel="tag"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/orgasms" rel="tag"&gt;orgasms&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;wet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/passion" rel="tag"&gt;passion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112032964634657425?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112032964634657425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112032964634657425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112032964634657425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112032964634657425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/05/open-letter-to-my-lovers.html' title='An Open Letter To My Lovers'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114671138281169377</id><published>2006-05-03T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:58:06.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Manscaping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.shaveeverywhere.com/"&gt;This &lt;/a&gt;is hysterical.. and practical... and handy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How embarrassing is it to be the guy in that presentation? I wonder how much they had to pay him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/manscaping" rel="tag"&gt;manscaping&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/pubes" rel="tag"&gt;pubes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hair" rel="tag"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hairy" rel="tag"&gt;hairy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/shaving" rel="tag"&gt;shaving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114671138281169377?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114671138281169377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114671138281169377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114671138281169377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114671138281169377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/05/manscaping.html' title='Manscaping'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114593659027120100</id><published>2006-04-24T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:43:10.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horny gal</title><content type='html'>I think that finally having some time to check out the world 'o sex blogs is making me horny. I long for a cock to be inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that cock to be sloooowly pushing in and pulling out, so that I can feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;single &lt;/span&gt;sensation. The kind that radiates electricity throughout my body. I want to feel it in every fiber of my being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... think I'm gonna go to bed early and play with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot" rel="tag"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/pleasure" rel="tag"&gt;pleasure&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/masturbation" rel="tag"&gt;masturbation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/cock" rel="tag"&gt;cock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114593659027120100?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114593659027120100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114593659027120100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114593659027120100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114593659027120100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/04/horny-gal.html' title='Horny gal'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114593513594041926</id><published>2006-04-24T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:18:55.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life continues</title><content type='html'>The new job is taking a lot out of me. However, there's always time for s-e-x. (But not always time for blogging).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boytoy has a libido like the Energizer Bunny- he's almost always horny, even when sick with something nasty enough to require antibiotics (I fucked him while trying not to make too much  mouth to mouth contact, lest I get the icky germs invade my body too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of sex that makes you feel satisfied, yet depleted, like you need some orange juice to replenish your electrolytes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/relationships" rel="tag"&gt;relationships&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/life" rel="tag"&gt;life&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/libido" rel="tag"&gt;libido&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114593513594041926?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114593513594041926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114593513594041926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114593513594041926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114593513594041926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-continues.html' title='Life continues'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114593450757198906</id><published>2006-04-24T23:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:08:27.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gummy Porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/unionbig/sets/72057594092158980/"&gt;Gummy Sutra (&lt;/a&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;fleshbot)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/porn" rel="tag"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/candy" rel="tag"&gt;candy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/funny" rel="tag"&gt;funny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114593450757198906?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114593450757198906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114593450757198906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114593450757198906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114593450757198906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/04/gummy-porn.html' title='Gummy Porn'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114352173802720871</id><published>2006-03-27T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:55:38.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>State of Affairs</title><content type='html'>I think that two of the people where I work are having an affair. I'm not trying to be judgmental, as I'm hardly a model for monogamy myself.  Whatever arrangement these two people have with their spouses is their business.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is more that it's kind of awkward. (It's a small place, maybe 40 employees). I'm not trying to say that men and women can't be friends, but there's just something that I can't put my finger on... some sort of energy between the two parties in question. And it seems like they make every excuse to visit each other's work areas.  At least it can make work more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/monogamy" rel="tag"&gt;monogamy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/monotany" rel="tag"&gt;monotony&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/affair" rel="tag"&gt;affair&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/marriage" rel="tag"&gt;marriage&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/work" rel="tag"&gt;work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114352173802720871?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114352173802720871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114352173802720871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114352173802720871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114352173802720871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/03/state-of-affairs.html' title='State of Affairs'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114351873954600799</id><published>2006-03-27T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:49:22.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN bullshit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;  porn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's this crap with MSN getting rid of adult groups? I tried to transfer my membership to this new World Groups and it wanted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my credit card number&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think so. I don't trust them not to charge my card and I don't think I should all of a sudden have to pay for the same stuff that was free until recently. What the fuck?~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/MSN" rel="tag"&gt;MSN&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/naked+pictures" rel="tag"&gt;naked pictures&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/groups" rel="tag"&gt;groups&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/porn" rel="tag"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114351873954600799?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114351873954600799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114351873954600799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114351873954600799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114351873954600799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/03/msn-bullshit.html' title='MSN bullshit'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114299778813228787</id><published>2006-03-21T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:32:22.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Things with the &lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/hot-monogamy.html"&gt;Boytoy &lt;/a&gt;are not going so smoothly.... I am thinking of cutting him loose. He's got some things to get over before I consider him worthy of my true love. I've spent enough time with men who didn't necessarily deserve me, so I'd rather he work his shit out and come back to me then... if I'm still on the market. I'm not going to sit around and wait for any man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the adventurous sex. And the way his tongue glides over my clit with such &lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/lick-it-good-part-ii.html"&gt;skill&lt;/a&gt;. Of course, I'll miss him as a person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, this has left me feeling less than sexy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate making Grown Up decisions, even if they're "for the best".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I am now free to begin my next adventure. I wonder where it will lead me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/relationships" rel="tag"&gt;relationships&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/hot+stuff" rel="tag"&gt;hot stuff&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sexy" rel="tag"&gt;sexy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/boys" rel="tag"&gt;boys&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/men" rel="tag"&gt;men&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114299778813228787?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114299778813228787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114299778813228787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114299778813228787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114299778813228787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/03/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114135106890528864</id><published>2006-03-02T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:15:06.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Sorry for my slacking behavior lately. I began a new job last week and am back to living the evil commuting lifestyle. Thankfully, my iPod makes the longs drives less lonely. Lots of dirty podcasts to listen to. (A list to come...eventually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sex life has been suffering a bit lately too, mainly due to the commute- less time to masturbate and all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex+life+commute" rel="tag"&gt;sex, life, commute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114135106890528864?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114135106890528864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114135106890528864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114135106890528864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114135106890528864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/03/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114066171159375603</id><published>2006-02-22T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:28:31.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking XXX</title><content type='html'>Just watching &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.hbo.com/docs/programs/thinking_xxx/"&gt;Thinking XXX&lt;/a&gt;- a documentary about a book about pornstar portraits. I saw the &lt;a href="http://www.greenfield-sanders.com/books/xxx_30_porn_star_portraits/"&gt;book &lt;/a&gt;a few months ago in Barnes &amp;amp; Noble on a Saturday afternoon...Just sitting on a low shelf, begging to be read. I flipped through it while sitting, by chance, near the children's section (I'm not a perv- I didn't notice it was nearby when I sat down). The photographs by Timothy Greenfield-Sanders are amazing (I say that as an art geek and a porno-loving freak). The dressed/undressed pairing of photos was neat- like a 'before' and 'after' picture of someone's makeover. The book was full of essays and factoids. I was fascinated to learn that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Lucas_%28porn_star%29"&gt;Michael Lucas&lt;/a&gt; has a law degree, in addition to a handsome endowment.   The film was equally arousing to my mind, as the stars spoke about their motivations for going into the Business and what they've gotten out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why I didn't blog about it back then... Also not sure why I didn't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114066171159375603?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114066171159375603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114066171159375603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114066171159375603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114066171159375603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/02/thinking-xxx.html' title='Thinking XXX'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-114048947268641414</id><published>2006-02-20T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:37:52.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An apple a day....</title><content type='html'>I got a Mac! I got a Mac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(translation- I'm in debt for a slim white box!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bear with me as I relearn how to do a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyone know how make the 'Link' button in Blogger work on an iBook?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-114048947268641414?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/114048947268641414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=114048947268641414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114048947268641414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/114048947268641414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/02/apple-day.html' title='An apple a day....'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113988396444310333</id><published>2006-02-13T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:26:04.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Static. Chemistry.</title><content type='html'>You brush my hair back from my face, stroke my cheek and ear. You love to touch me. Any part of me. And I love the way you touch me, how electric it feels when your hand caresses mine. The sparks you create when you brush it in between my legs. It feels like lighting when you touch my clit and makes me shudder in ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love the way that you fill me up. When I feel you thrusting inside of me it turns me on more, makes me wetter. Our shared sweat, breath, limbs- the feeling of your body pressed up against me, trying to get as close to me as physically possible without being me, is intoxicating.&lt;br /&gt;I feel your nipples roll around in between my fingers. You groan as I begin to pinch them, asking me for more. You pull my lips to yours as two hungry mouths try to swallow each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lean in and whisper to me, telling me how much you've always wanted me from the moment we met. How this entanglement of limbs is what you've wanted for so long. That you think naughty thoughts about me in all sorts of places. About the time you saw me bend over when was moving some boxes and how all you wanted to do was bend me over those boxes, pull down my shorts and panties and take me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic+story" rel="tag"&gt;erotic story&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotica" rel="tag"&gt;erotica&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113988396444310333?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113988396444310333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113988396444310333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113988396444310333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113988396444310333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/02/static-chemistry.html' title='Static. Chemistry.'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113874571182691240</id><published>2006-01-31T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T17:15:11.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Body art thoughts</title><content type='html'>A little off-topic, but I've got some body piercings, so I wonder about people's motivation in getting any sort of body mod.  Mine seem to reflect transition peroids in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tattoo is usually a permanent marking on one's body (unless you feeling like paying for the painful process to get it lasered off). If I ever got one I'm sure that there would be lots of thought involved before the needle hit my skin. Especially if it was on a spot that might be visible in public. So, I have to wonder what some of these people were thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never sleep with &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/badtatpenismonster.jpg.html"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt;. Or his &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/badtatpenismonster.jpg.html"&gt;penis monster&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does&lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/tattoo_nude_09.jpg.html"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt;look like soft?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/ink_1129.jpg.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; a warning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/battatcu.jpg.html"&gt;Gay Batman&lt;/a&gt; can be anything but funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/richtat3.jpg.html"&gt;devotion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots of&lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/Go_On_Stick_Your_Finger_I.jpg.html"&gt; pubic&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/index-16.jpeg.html"&gt;grooming&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/bmegl094355.jpg.html"&gt;required&lt;/a&gt; (unless you break up with &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/bmegl094355.jpg.html"&gt;Linda&lt;/a&gt;, in which case, let the hair grow back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And s&lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/jailtattoo.jpg.html"&gt;ome&lt;/a&gt; just make me laugh. Or &lt;a href="http://www.porkdisco.com/g2/v/badtattoos/nsfw/MVC-001FRoberts20Dick.jpg.html"&gt;scream&lt;/a&gt; in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="tags"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/tattoo" rel="tag"&gt;tattoo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/body+parts" rel="tag"&gt;body parts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113874571182691240?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113874571182691240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113874571182691240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113874571182691240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113874571182691240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/body-art-thoughts.html' title='Body art thoughts'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113782046353554433</id><published>2006-01-20T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T00:30:10.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands</title><content type='html'>Do you like watching my hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving down across my shoulder to the nape of my neck to my cleavage. With the other hand I undo my bra and it falls to the floor, without a sound. My fingers move along, slowly, teasing my nipples- first the right one and then the left. They grow hard under my long, slender fingers as I circle them. I slide my hand down to my stomach, pausing to feel the soft skin just above my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look eager. Wanting. Desirous. Rock hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue the downward trajectory, brushing my hip. Then my thigh. I open my legs, just a bit, and tease, my fingers flirting. I spread them wider, giving you a great view. The hand moves inward, brushing my lips. The freshly waxed skin tingles when I touch it. A finger moves to my clit, stroking it. Slowly at first. Then faster. And faster. Until I'm on the verge of orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I untie you and let you ravish me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;bite-sized erotica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;masturbation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113782046353554433?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113782046353554433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113782046353554433&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113782046353554433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113782046353554433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/hands.html' title='Hands'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113753559582445374</id><published>2006-01-17T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:06:35.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domme to be imprisoned?</title><content type='html'>I wonder what &lt;a href="http://cbs4boston.com/topstories/local_story_017115108.html"&gt;this case&lt;/a&gt; will mean for those in the BDSM industry in Massachusetts? Not to sound horrible, but I imagine that the guy died happy. However, this does not make it right to have chopped up his body and disposed of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do pro-dommes make clients sign a waiver or release them from culpability in an event such as death or dismemberment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BDSM" rel="tag"&gt;BDSM&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/dominatrix" rel="tag"&gt;dominatrix&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/law" rel="tag"&gt;law&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113753559582445374?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113753559582445374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113753559582445374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113753559582445374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113753559582445374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/domme-to-be-imprisoned.html' title='Domme to be imprisoned?'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113752031063003887</id><published>2006-01-17T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T12:51:50.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hornographic</title><content type='html'>I like naughty indie movies just as much as any hot-blooded American woman in her 20's, but this write up begs the question-&lt;a href="http://www.nymetro.com/nymetro/movies/features/15545/"&gt; what exactly is 'Balkan sexual folk wisdom&lt;/a&gt;' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/indie+films" rel="tag"&gt;indie films&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113752031063003887?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113752031063003887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113752031063003887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113752031063003887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113752031063003887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/hornographic.html' title='Hornographic'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113710558817485692</id><published>2006-01-12T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:42:37.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn the kode</title><content type='html'>If you're into fetishes or any complicated form of sexuality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kodesex.com/learn_the_code.shtml"&gt;Kodesex&lt;/a&gt; makes some fun t-shirts that might help you out (via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;). They have these cute smileys that remind me of &lt;a href="http://www.gsmwvc.org/g_images/Shop/Junior%20Badges.jpg"&gt;Girl Scout Badges&lt;/a&gt; (I was an underachiever and only earned about four in my years as a Scout. Didn't sell too many cookies either).&lt;br /&gt;And as much as the idea of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scat_fetish"&gt;scat&lt;/a&gt; grosses me out, I have to admit the smiley for it is kind of adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/t-shirts" rel="tag"&gt;t-shirts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/fetish" rel="tag"&gt;fetish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113710558817485692?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113710558817485692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113710558817485692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113710558817485692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113710558817485692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/learn-kode.html' title='Learn the kode'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113691796918098165</id><published>2006-01-10T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:32:49.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot monogamy</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not I've been having some rather hot sex in a monogamous relationship-type thing for the past little while. Not exactly monogamy by choice.... more like lack of other choices, but I'm OK with that. I've been so busy with the new job and the move that I haven't had a chance to scout out any 'special friends' in my new city. But the &lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/lick-it-good-part-ii.html"&gt;Boytoy&lt;/a&gt; visits often and he's quite good to me in bed. The boy likes to &lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/lick-it-good.html"&gt;lick pussy&lt;/a&gt; like no one I've ever met! His enthusiasm is like out of a porno or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally met someone who is open-minded about sex. And his enthusiam is infectious. He makes me feel really, truly sexy and doesn't withhold the compliments (but doesn't sound fake or insincere). I don't usually rely on men to make myself feel sexy and sensual but it is nice when they can make you feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so great that he's not threatened by the use of sex toys in bed. Other men have have expressed that they were a bit scared to be compared to the orgasm-giving power of a vibe. Not this one. He's all for the toys. I even bought him a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cockring"&gt;cockring&lt;/a&gt; some time ago (still haven't had a chance to try it out yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful situation, as we care about each other deeply- body, mind, and soul. (There are some things that get me down but it's not worth depressing everyone by telling them. I'm trying to live in the moment and celebrate the combo of great psychic and physical chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/monogamy" rel="tag"&gt;monogamy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/lust" rel="tag"&gt;lust&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113691796918098165?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113691796918098165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113691796918098165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113691796918098165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113691796918098165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/hot-monogamy.html' title='Hot monogamy'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113630018410001491</id><published>2006-01-03T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T09:56:24.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New year began with a bang</title><content type='html'>My new year began with a lot of good sex. A lot. I'm still recovering. The Boytoy is so enthusiastic about the art of cunnilingus. He can go down on me for like 35 minutes....and this just turns him on more. We spent most of the night and a good part of the morning spending quality time in the bedroom, exploring each other. We played with the new toys that I'd gotten the day before- a crazy porny sex ed tape about boys who like their women to give it to them &lt;a href="http://www.fatalemedia.com/videos/bend_over_boyfriend.html"&gt;from behind&lt;/a&gt;, a cock ring, and a fun &lt;a href="http://www.babeland.com/page/TIB/PROD/vibrators-mini/DA280050"&gt;new vibe&lt;/a&gt;- we were all set to ring in the new year in a super sexy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sex" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113630018410001491?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113630018410001491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113630018410001491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113630018410001491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113630018410001491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-began-with-bang.html' title='New year began with a bang'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113583357946691352</id><published>2005-12-29T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:19:39.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy down under</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aussielicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is such a fun blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/naked" rel="tag"&gt;naked&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113583357946691352?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113583357946691352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113583357946691352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113583357946691352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113583357946691352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/yummy-down-under.html' title='Yummy down under'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113583323253810738</id><published>2005-12-29T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:30:15.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Nicole</title><content type='html'>I'm watching some Anna Nicole Smith &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0166992/"&gt;softcore thing &lt;/a&gt;on Showtime...Not sure why...This is the kind of shit that happens when I'm overtired.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it opens with her talking about how she loves to masturbate every morning. Then she 'shows' us how she doesn't it in bed. I was actually thinking it was kind of sexy, kind of a turn on... Until she pulled her leg out from under the sheet and I was confronted with a giant&lt;a href="http://www.vanishingtattoo.com/tattoo/celeb-smith.htm"&gt; ankle tattoo&lt;/a&gt; of what appeared to be the head of Jesus. That totally ruined it for me. Not that it was a giant tattoo. But that it was a &lt;a href="http://tattoo.by/celebritytattoos/anna_nicole_smith.html"&gt;Jesus-looking one&lt;/a&gt; (and I'm hardly a religious person). And the scars from the breast implants aren't doing much for me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/celebrity" rel="tag"&gt;celebrity&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/erotic" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/naked" rel="tag"&gt;naked&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113583323253810738?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113583323253810738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113583323253810738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113583323253810738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113583323253810738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/anna-nicole.html' title='Anna Nicole'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113571094536080551</id><published>2005-12-27T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T14:15:45.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with poly</title><content type='html'>I've been pondering &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polyamory"&gt;polyamory&lt;/a&gt; lately thanks to a great &lt;a href="http://graydancer.libsyn.com/index.php?post_category=polyweekly"&gt;podcast&lt;/a&gt; that I've fallen for. I've come to realize that I've sort of been loosely* practicing polyamory for a while. I try to be honest up with my partners (or prospective partners) about my trouble staying monogamous. It's scary, but I am willing to give up a little bit of control in exchange for me being able to have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I use the term' loosely' because my 'others' do not consist solely of people that I have an emotional relationship with. Sometimes it's purely for the orgasm (especially if the person turns out to have no personality or some other unbearable defect).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/polyamory" rel="tag"&gt;polyamory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113571094536080551?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113571094536080551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113571094536080551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113571094536080551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113571094536080551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/playing-with-poly.html' title='Playing with poly'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113548769040628103</id><published>2005-12-25T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:14:50.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lick it good, part II</title><content type='html'>I appreciate the encouraging comments regarding my semi-recent &lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/lick-it-good.html"&gt;experience&lt;/a&gt; with oral sexgasms. An amazing thing about this new guy is that he gets &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so turned on&lt;/span&gt; performing oral sex. He even gets hard thinking about it. His enthusiam helps me shake any insecurity that I might have about the state of things down there. I'm generally a confident person, but I think most women have had the momentary thought of 'I should've waxed/shaved' or 'I hope everything smells as sweet as roses'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/oral+sex" rel="tag"&gt;oral sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113548769040628103?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113548769040628103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113548769040628103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113548769040628103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113548769040628103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/lick-it-good-part-ii.html' title='Lick it good, part II'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113548722825057705</id><published>2005-12-24T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:07:08.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dirtydebbie.blogspot.com/2005/12/finally-tag-as-promised.html"&gt;Debbie&lt;/a&gt; tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now presenting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Five Weird Habits&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I still like to sleep with a stuffed animal, even though I am of legal age and can drink, gamble, and vote. It is somehow comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I compulsively crack my jaw (damn TMJ!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't let anyone else use my pillow. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I constantly apply (and re-apply) lip balm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The toilet paper needs to &lt;a href="http://64.233.161.104/search?q=cache:BH1YTzWjDc0J:en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toilet_paper+toilet+paper+position+in+holder&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;face away from the wall&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113548722825057705?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113548722825057705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113548722825057705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113548722825057705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113548722825057705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113519457356677902</id><published>2005-12-21T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T15:03:31.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn offs</title><content type='html'>Slut Suzie has &lt;a href="http://slutsuzie.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_slutsuzie_archive.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; great post (scroll down to December 19, 2005) highlighting her turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I heartily agree with her about stubble. No one likes to get their face scraped while kissing someone...especially for those of us with rather sensitive skin. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Too many men think that paying attention to your clit means pressing harder on it or stroking it more forcefully, whether with his tongue or his fingers. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I also dislike when a man play with one of my nipples and ignores the rest of the breast. There is seductive pleasure in holding back from the money spot.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Ask me if I like what you're doing, and give me options. "Do you like it when I move my finger back and forth, or in a circle?" Sometimes it's a lot easier that way than for me to describe in detail....because I don't always know what I want....and sometimes your surprises me in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/touch" rel="tag"&gt;touch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags:&lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/sensuality" rel="tag"&gt;sensuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113519457356677902?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113519457356677902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113519457356677902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113519457356677902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113519457356677902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/turn-offs.html' title='Turn offs'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113510525511104855</id><published>2005-12-20T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:00:55.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lick it good</title><content type='html'>Men who lick pussy well should be well praised for their talents. Last month I had my fist orgasm from a man going down on me. He's a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/oral+sex" rel="tag"&gt;oral sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113510525511104855?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113510525511104855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113510525511104855&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113510525511104855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113510525511104855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/lick-it-good.html' title='Lick it good'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113405546799390842</id><published>2005-12-08T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T10:24:28.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin Slut nails it</title><content type='html'>Virgin Slut makes an interesting point in&lt;a href="http://virgin-slut.blogspot.com/2005/12/breaking-news-orgasms-without-sex.html"&gt; this post&lt;/a&gt;. I happen to agree. When I am in a relationship and my partner is open to non-monogamy I tend not to seek it out as much, or at least with as much fervor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I've began this sexblogging venture I do feel like I should be having hotter sex more often than I actually do. I'm not sure if it's because I've been reading more about hot sex or because I feel that I should because all these other people seem to be. And I do agree with her that if I was in fact having all this great sex I'd have practically no time for work or family. I'm certainly not&lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-many.html"&gt; chasing a number&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is nice to know that you can fall asleep with someone while fooling around (as she mentions) and that it is OK. It's happened to me too. And I loved it (once I got over the slight embarrassment). Though I don't know if I had the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexless orgasm&lt;/span&gt;. I think I just fell back asleep or got up and went home or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her newfound use of the term 'missionsary sex' is fantastic, brilliant, and true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is missionary sex, where you has a mission to accomplish, at all cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sex as love-making&lt;/span&gt; can be totally hot and not always saccharine sweet. Sometimes you get spanked. And sometimes you get to spank someone. But always in a loving way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113405546799390842?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113405546799390842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113405546799390842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113405546799390842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113405546799390842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/virgin-slut-nails-it.html' title='Virgin Slut nails it'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113405292247139536</id><published>2005-12-08T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:57:35.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crave</title><content type='html'>Do you ever crave an ex-lover? I do sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way he kisses me deeply. I crave his nice large cock, especially the first few seconds when he slips inside. And the satisfying orgasms it brings me when it hits that perfect spot. His adorable behind. Running my fingers through his lovely hair. The face he makes when he cums. The way he lovingly touches my breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;erotica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113405292247139536?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113405292247139536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113405292247139536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113405292247139536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113405292247139536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/crave.html' title='Crave'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113390733912744337</id><published>2005-12-06T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:17:35.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More techno porn</title><content type='html'>It seems Nintendo is trying out a new way of marketing to women.  Meet &lt;a href="http://www.canada.com/topics/bodyandhealth/sexualhealth/story.html?id=2ba1d73f-c78e-4869-963b-24dc3b06772b&amp;amp;k=63631"&gt;Lapis&lt;/a&gt;. (via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com/"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113390733912744337?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113390733912744337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113390733912744337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113390733912744337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113390733912744337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/more-techno-porn.html' title='More techno porn'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113390730521370385</id><published>2005-12-06T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:15:05.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary sexy</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought you'd heard it all, along comes &lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/1123052drink1.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://www.fark.com/"&gt;Fark&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;freaky&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;sex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113390730521370385?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113390730521370385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113390730521370385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113390730521370385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113390730521370385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/12/scary-sexy.html' title='Scary sexy'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113328154869971569</id><published>2005-11-29T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T11:25:48.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapped</title><content type='html'>I am so sapped of energy (sexual and otherwise) from this move that I haven't masturbated in like a week.... Moving sucks. I don't recommend it if you don't absolutely need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to be back to normal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;crap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113328154869971569?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113328154869971569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113328154869971569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113328154869971569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113328154869971569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/11/sapped.html' title='Sapped'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113139677563641039</id><published>2005-11-08T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:42:20.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ack!</title><content type='html'>Moving day is fast approaching. The packing is coming along. Slowly. I won't have a computer quite yet at the new place and I most definitely can't blog this from work (I can't even view certain parts of CraigsList from there- censorship sucks). Please bear with any delays and know that I appreciate your patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113139677563641039?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113139677563641039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113139677563641039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113139677563641039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113139677563641039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/11/ack.html' title='Ack!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113148960896977857</id><published>2005-11-08T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:41:53.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><content type='html'>...why no one has thought of &lt;a href="http://www.extremerestraints.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;Product_Code=TT780&amp;amp;Category_Code=&amp;amp;Store_Code=ER"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;before? (via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;toys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113148960896977857?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113148960896977857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113148960896977857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113148960896977857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113148960896977857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113103120068508847</id><published>2005-11-03T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:20:21.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty is</title><content type='html'>These &lt;a href="http://www.nudart.cl/"&gt;photos &lt;/a&gt;are beautiful. Though I am a bit freaked out by the nude among the cacti set.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;erotic art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113103120068508847?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113103120068508847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113103120068508847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113103120068508847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113103120068508847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/11/beauty-is.html' title='Beauty is'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113053109724974177</id><published>2005-10-28T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T12:39:51.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, now, now</title><content type='html'>I want to have you &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt;. I want to feel your hot breath on my collarbone as you unzip my pants while standing behind me as I bend over the bed to move a book. You slide them over my hips and they poll around my ankles as your tongue runs down my spine, giving me chills, in a good way. I feel hands under my shirt sliding up my ribs to my full breasts, exploring them. My nipples get hard under your nimble fingers.&lt;br /&gt;I feel you behind me, feel your hard cock under your jeans rising between your legs as if saluting me. "&lt;em&gt;Yes ma'am, I'm ready for action" &lt;/em&gt;it says. I unzip, freeing it from the confines of your tight jeans that highlight your package ever so nicely. I begin to stroke it as your finger slides in between my legs, teasing me over the purple panties that were exposed when my pants slid down around my ankles. You push them to the side and slide two fingers inside of me and I feel deep sensations of pleasure as you find my G-spot. Sadly, soon you remove them but then your cock slides inside of me, which feels way better than your fingers. Your hands on my hips you pull me to you as I feel you glide deeper into me. I know that you love nothing more than to stare at my ass, this position offering you the best view. The erect head of your cock tickles me in just the right way and soon I am overtaken by my orgasm, waves of pleasure rolling over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;play&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;panties&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113053109724974177?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113053109724974177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113053109724974177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113053109724974177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113053109724974177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/10/now-now-now.html' title='Now, now, now'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-113035627708102986</id><published>2005-10-26T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:51:17.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey says....</title><content type='html'>I ran across some interesting &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/ArticleNews/TPStory/LAC/20051026/SEX26/TPScience/"&gt;survey conclusions &lt;/a&gt;recently while wasting time at work. I feel sad that because I am an educated woman I am less likely to be orgasmic, thought I wouldn't say that I have a low sex drive. In fact I feel that I spend a lot of time 'keeping it in my pants'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It may well be that highly educated women are different from less-educated women in many respects. Maybe they have higher standards . . . higher expectations and legitimately lower evaluations. They may be living much busier, much more stressful lives," said William Fisher...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can identify with the stressed out part. A new job, a move, in addition to the stress of daily life have had my libido in a bit of a freefall lately. As for having higher expectations of my partners because I'm well educated, I'm not sure about that. I think I might have high expectations because I'm a modern woman who grew up in post-feminist times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, the researchers did not have enough data to determine whether the social and personal indicators actually caused women's sexual problems.&lt;br /&gt;"Is it contraceptive use or is it something that varies along with contraceptive use?" Prof. Fisher said. "For example, people tend to use condoms . . . early in relationships so it may well be that it's not condom use, it's being in a new relationship where you're still working out the details with a partner."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I agree on both parts. I dislike condoms (but use them unless I'm in a long term monogamous period) and it does take a while to settle into a sexual groove with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The study also found that women whose male partners experienced problems sustaining erections or premature ejaculation were more likely to have concerns about their own sexual function. For example, 61 per cent of women whose partners had erectile dysfunction said their sex drive was lower than they would like. Just 46 per cent of respondents whose partners did not have problems reported low sexual desire.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand why a woman would have concerns about her sexual function because her partner fired his warning shot a little too early. I view that as &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; problem, not hers. And it could be a problem for him because she just excites him so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-113035627708102986?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/113035627708102986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=113035627708102986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113035627708102986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/113035627708102986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/10/survey-says.html' title='Survey says....'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112984110008536069</id><published>2005-10-20T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:53:10.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TechnoPorn</title><content type='html'>You want to see how to apply the latest in technology to everyday human life? Then check out what the porn industry is &lt;a href="http://www.thetoy.co.uk/"&gt;up&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://povpod.com/main.html"&gt;to*&lt;/a&gt;.  They were some of the &lt;a href="http://www.melonfarmers.co.uk/ssusporn.htm"&gt;first&lt;/a&gt; to embrace the VCR and to use video (as opposed to reels and reels of  film). And would the (commercial)&lt;a href="http://www.technewsworld.com/story/19135.html"&gt; information superhighway&lt;/a&gt; have been built so quickly if not for porn? &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2003/11/21/60minutes/main585049.shtml"&gt;Almost everyone's&lt;/a&gt; got their fingers in the pie when it comes to  pleasuring Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* via &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;tech&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;porn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112984110008536069?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112984110008536069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112984110008536069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112984110008536069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112984110008536069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/10/technoporn.html' title='TechnoPorn'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112905336126953498</id><published>2005-10-11T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:52:31.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You get me....</title><content type='html'>....so wet just thinking about you. Thinking about your hands on my thighs while you lick me. The sparks that always seem to fly whenever we get within two feet of each other. When I bend over to get something and you kiss the naked skin near the waistband of my jeans. The way you touch my hair when you are on top of me and in me all at once. How you get so excited (and hard) at the thought of going down on me. That you are dirty in all the right ways. That we can talk frankly about the kinky things we'd like to try together. Or the kinky things we've done with others. How you fill out your pants so nicely, front &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;back. That you think about me when you masturbate. (And that sometimes you let me watch). The way you look at me when I stand naked before you and tell me how hot I am and how much you want to touch me &lt;em&gt;right now&lt;/em&gt;. You appreciate my curves, top and bottom (especially bottom). How all you want is to have your head between my legs....that you&lt;em&gt; long&lt;/em&gt; for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;wet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112905336126953498?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112905336126953498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112905336126953498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112905336126953498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112905336126953498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-get-me.html' title='You get me....'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112841976987132954</id><published>2005-10-04T05:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:53:46.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am immature..</title><content type='html'>..but this is a &lt;a href="http://newsfromrussia.com/accidents/2005/10/04/64381.html"&gt;funny headline&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;em&gt;China says 59 paramilitary officers washed away by floods spawned by Typhoon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Longwang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;dirty mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112841976987132954?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112841976987132954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112841976987132954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112841976987132954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112841976987132954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-immature.html' title='I am immature..'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112802727178070499</id><published>2005-09-29T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T16:54:30.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Headboard</title><content type='html'>You cling to the headboard of the bed, like I tied you to it, but I didn't. You're gripping it so tightly as I kiss down your chest to your nipples to your stomach to your nice, firm cock. Moans of pleasure escape your lips and I lick it up and down like a lollipop. Tasty. Your knuckles get whiter, your grip tightens. Your breath quickens as I take your erect manhood into my hands. Moans of pleasure escape your lips as I stroke you until you cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;erotic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wet" rel="tag"&gt;horny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112802727178070499?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112802727178070499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112802727178070499&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112802727178070499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112802727178070499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/headboard.html' title='Headboard'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112784862662000881</id><published>2005-09-27T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T15:21:15.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your words........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hot and smart quotes about sex and other hedonistic pleasures......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is not sex that gives the pleasure, but the lover. -Marge Piercy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, love is very deep, but sex only has to go a few inches -Stacey Nelkin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's nothing inherently dirty about sex, but if you try real hard and use your imagination you can overcome that -Lewis Grizzard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nothing makes you forget about love like sex - Stacey Beasley&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just saying 'no' prevents teenage pregnancy the way 'Have a nice day'cures chronic depression -Faye Wattleton&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It doesn't matter what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses -Mrs. Patrick Campbell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anybody who believes that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach flunked geography. -Robert Byrne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The tragedy of sexual intercourse is the perpetual virginity of the soul. ~William B. Yeats&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't knock masturbation - it's sex with someone I love. -Woody Allen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When a man talks dirty to a woman, it's sexual harassment. When a woman talks dirty to a man, it's $3.95 a minute. -Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My reaction to porn films is as follows: After the first ten minutes, I want to go home and screw. After the first 20 minutes, I never want to screw again as long as I live. -Erica Jong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Life without sex might be safer but it would be unbearably dull. It is the sex instinct which makes women seem beautiful, which they are once in a blue moon, and men seem wise and brave, which they never are at all. Throttle it, denaturalize it, take it away, and human existence would be reduced to the prosaic, laborious, boresome, imbecile level of life in an anthill. -H.L. Mencken&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is nothing wrong with going to bed with someone of your own sex. People should be very free with sex, they should draw the line at goats. -Elton John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The good thing about masturbation is that you don't have to get dressed up for it. -Truman Capote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sex relieves tension - love causes it. -Woody Allen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whoever called it necking was a poor judge of anatomy. -Groucho Marx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why should we take advice on sex from the pope? If he knows anything about it, he shouldn't! -George Bernard Shaw&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sex between a man and a woman can be absolutely wonderful - provided you get between the right man and the right woman. -Woody Allen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct. -W. Somerset Maugham, The Bread-Winner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand. -Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Masturbation: the primary sexual activity of mankind. In the nineteenth century it was a disease; in the twentieth, it's a cure. -Thomas Szasz&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112784862662000881?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112784862662000881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112784862662000881&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112784862662000881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112784862662000881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-words.html' title='Your words........'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112743441184909594</id><published>2005-09-22T20:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:13:31.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva la revolution!</title><content type='html'>I'm enjoying this new website/blog- &lt;a href="http://bettersexrevolution.typepad.com/go/"&gt;Better Sex Revolution&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://www.janesguide.com/frames.html"&gt;Janes Guide&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112743441184909594?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112743441184909594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112743441184909594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112743441184909594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112743441184909594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/viva-la-revolution.html' title='Viva la revolution!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112690482473129847</id><published>2005-09-16T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:07:24.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bent</title><content type='html'>I felt your eyes on me from across the room. I knew you couldn't help but notice that my short denim skirt had ridden up a bit when I bent over the desk to read something. I heard you get up and then felt a hand on my back slowly moving towards my waist. I began to imagine what might come next. You lifted up my shirt and kissed my back lightly. It sent a thrill through my body as my juices began to flow. Your hand moved down to my ass, slowly circling until it reached the hem of my skirt. I moaned as you reached under it towards my inner thigh, running your hand between my legs, which I spread open, awaiting you. After lifting my skirt up, exposing my pink cotton panties, you slowly pulled them down and got on your knees. I felt your tongue begin to lick at my inner thigh and then between my legs. I love the way your mouth feels there and how wet you make me.&lt;br /&gt;As you stood up and pressed against me I reached around and unzipped your pants, freeing your erect cock from its confines. I began to stroke it up and down while you slid your hand down around my stomach and began to caress my clit. I felt your erection pressing against my wetness and let you enter me. It felt so good to have you inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;We moved to the bed, clothing falling off along the way. As I settled onto the bed you spread my legs and began to pleasure me yet again with your talented tongue. As you finished I sat up and began to kiss your nipples, making you shudder. I continued down your chest and stomach before taking you in my mouth. You moan as I lick you up and down and all around. I climbed on top of you as you slid inside of me. I moved my hips back and forth as you touched and kissed my breasts. I love to ride you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112690482473129847?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112690482473129847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112690482473129847&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112690482473129847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112690482473129847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/bent.html' title='Bent'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112672618106641534</id><published>2005-09-14T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T15:29:41.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream</title><content type='html'>You lick me like an ice cream cone. And I love it. First your tongue runs delicately along my smooth inner thighs and outer lips tasting my soft skin. Then it glides over to my clit, sampling it it. Your lips are on mine as your talented tongue tastes my inner softness. It slips up inside me, teasing me, a prelude. I grow wetter every second as you thrill my senses. (I'm getting wet just savoring the memory of how well you pleasure me). You hands are on my thighs, my stomach, my breasts, as if you are hungry to touch me in every way possible at once. I love the feeling of you touching me, your hands on my skin, fingers inside of me, tongue seemingly all over. It's some sort of simultaneous tangle of wonderfulness, when you do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;You stop and look up at me. Eyes meet. The air is thick with chemistry. You are now kneeling in between my open legs. Your cock standing at attention, full and hard and tempting. I draw you to me. We kiss. With a swivel of my hips your cock rests teasingly between my legs, sliding up and down over my clit. It slides lower and I sense you begging to be let in. My feet wrap around your hips and you slide into me, slowly. You go deeper inside me as I glide my tongue around the edge of your ear, making you shudder with bliss. My lips brush your neck, your shoulder, your fingers as you lean back and grab onto my hips. You slide out of me. I take hold of your cock and move my hand deftly over it. I rub the smooth head, slide my thumb right under the tip flicking back and forth. You moan in pleasure as cum spills out onto my stomach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112672618106641534?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112672618106641534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112672618106641534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112672618106641534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112672618106641534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/ice-cream.html' title='Ice cream'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112663935658841043</id><published>2005-09-13T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T15:31:56.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Limits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com/sex/pornstars/porn-valley-dispatch-125160.php"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt; makes note of the fact that everyone has their limits, sexual and otherwise. Every single person has a point where they go "no way, that's just too weird". This got me thinking about what my own limits are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;anal sex (actually, anything up my butt is not sexy to me...) but I'll gladly strap one on if you want me to do you that way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;poop (again with the butt)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clown fetish (all that cakey makeup, ick!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not lick your armpit, hairy or clean shaven&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;anything that might end in me being electrocuted &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;breath play&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rape fantasies (I'm all for being ravished by a handsome young suitor, but rape is a whole other level)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lustlovelatex.com/articles/latex-fetish-dictionary.htm#vacuumbed"&gt;vacuum beds &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.lustlovelatex.com/articles/latex-fetish-dictionary.htm#t"&gt;total enclosure&lt;/a&gt; with latex&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://gloria-brame.com/kinkylinks/ageplay.html"&gt;infantilism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.defamer.com/adirtyshame/pages/fetishes/fetish-of-the-day-roman-showers-022186.php"&gt;Roman showers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will not lick your feet. I'm not even very fond of people licking my feet. Or fond of feet in general.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/03/have-you-hugged-your-pet-today.html"&gt;zoophilia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112663935658841043?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112663935658841043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112663935658841043&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112663935658841043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112663935658841043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/limits.html' title='Limits'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112611138966182446</id><published>2005-09-07T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:43:09.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She speaks the truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lauratooth.blogspot.com/2005/08/am-i-letting-my-cunt-run-my-life.html"&gt;laura&lt;/a&gt; had this to say recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;while i love experiencing and getting to know someone through my pussy, it is not to be confused with me giving it away. i use it to experience someone, a gift i can only give myself. the idea that my pussy is some kind of gift i want to give to a lover is a laughable thought at best, a repugnant and offensive concept at its worst. my body belongs to one person--me. my experiences, my memories, my feelings--i like that there are some intimate observations of different people that will forever belong to only me. i like that i have this gallery of memories, these various sexual connections with very different people. it is a mental high that i can never give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes sex is just sex. Sometimes it's fucking. Sometimes it's procreation. Sometimes it's an intimate act between to people that draws them closer to each other...not quite making love...but a way to express care and adoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;every new love is an inspiration. a new man lights my creative fires in a different way. in order to be a prolific, creative, versatile, well rounded, and a fully developed human being, i must experience various people intimately on my terms. that means, i get to fuck, connect, and relate to these various individuals in distinct ways that can never be repeated with another lover. this preserves everyone's individuality and uniqueness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really thought of myself as slutty in a negative way. I did things with guys because&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to, not just to grow my ego or to please them. (If a guy can't respect 'no' than he can't respect me and we have no business together). But is it a mental high of some sort, not an ego thing. I get a thrill out of being with someone new, someone different. Being with someone different can even enhance what you appreciate about your primary lover (if you choose to have one). There is nothing like the sparks that fly before your first kiss with someone new. The anticipation building. All of that sexual tension zeroing in on one moment.&lt;br /&gt;Like laura, I have also known from a young age that monogamy was not for me. I'm always attracted to the new, the possible, the forbidden. I don't want to miss out on what could be a very good, but purely physical, experience because someone a long time ago decided that monogamy way the way to go in our society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112611138966182446?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112611138966182446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112611138966182446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112611138966182446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112611138966182446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/she-speaks-truth.html' title='She speaks the truth'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112602154773621213</id><published>2005-09-06T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T12:02:24.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>one + one</title><content type='html'>Two men. One gives the most fabulous head ever and has an average penis. The other has a large cock (no scary Tommy Lee though) but doesn't go downtown. I crave oral sex Average Guy. &lt;em&gt;Crave it&lt;/em&gt;. His tongue has talents that I imagine some lesbians don't even have. I love the way that he touches and caresses me all over my bosy. &lt;em&gt;All&lt;/em&gt; over, not just the naughty parts. Yet I don't crave sex with him they way I do foreplay with him.&lt;br /&gt;As for Cockboy, I love to think about the way he feels when he's inside of me. He's OK at the foreplay. Nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112602154773621213?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112602154773621213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112602154773621213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112602154773621213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112602154773621213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-one.html' title='one + one'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112602107017271917</id><published>2005-09-06T11:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T11:37:50.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Crazy stuff going on with the job schedule lately. My body clock is not adjusting well. Apologies for the absence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112602107017271917?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112602107017271917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112602107017271917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112602107017271917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112602107017271917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112475816318147315</id><published>2005-08-22T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T20:49:23.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Pron</title><content type='html'>There is just something about gay (male) porn that gets me hot. It's not the anal sex (doesn't look very comfy, however, does seem kind of intimate....sometimes....). I think that it is the two (or more) good looking studs-bears and twinks are not my cup of tea (not a big body hair fan and don't want to feel like a pedophile)- naked and touching and licking and sucking and fondling and massaging.... I really like to watch gay men jerk each other off. It seems so natural, like they are stroking an extension of themselves. I'm getting hot just thinking about some nice, young, hunks getting naked and licking each other's balls....Think I'll go take care of that ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112475816318147315?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112475816318147315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112475816318147315&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112475816318147315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112475816318147315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/gay-pron.html' title='Gay Pron'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112432967905631595</id><published>2005-08-17T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T20:40:14.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Masturbation's lost its fun</title><content type='html'>I really like to masturbate. It's a guaranteed orgasm. Sometimes I use my vibrator. Sometimes I use my fingers. I like to run them on my clit in different patterns-sometimes circling it, sometimes straight up and down. I like to vary the speed and pressure. Some days I get myself off by circling very slowly without much variation in pressure, just enough to set me off will do. Last time I did this (while reading some very erotic stories online) I had a very deep and satisfying orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;I use the vibe* on my clit and inside of me. No real preference, just depends on what mood strikes. When it comes to vibe-on-clit, sometimes I am troubled by the harshness of my vibe. It can be almost painful sometimes. If anyone can recommend an affordable and gentler vibe I'd much appreciate it. (Thanks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just have a generic purple one right now....the g-spot one broke recently&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112432967905631595?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112432967905631595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112432967905631595&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112432967905631595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112432967905631595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/masturbations-lost-its-fun.html' title='Masturbation&apos;s lost its fun'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112370589780826506</id><published>2005-08-10T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T16:31:37.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Many?</title><content type='html'>What number of sexual partners is appropriate? Is this even a valid question anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do like to get my slut on in a sense I'm not chasing an amount. I'm going for quality and curiosity over quantity. I have a friend who got out of a very long term relationship about 2 years ago. To put it one way, Friend is in his slutty phase now. He seems to me to feel somewhat inadequate about having only been with one person until the day that relationship ended 2 years ago. So he went on a Casual Sex Binge, trying to make up for something, a number of some sort is what he indicated to me. I'm sympathetic to throwing oneself in "extreme" situations to try out new things and identities after going through something like that. But at some point one must begin to question the Chase of the Number.  What's it about for him? It's just a number, though I don't think he's after a specific number, say 50, but a concept= sexing a large number of people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112370589780826506?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112370589780826506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112370589780826506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112370589780826506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112370589780826506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/how-many.html' title='How Many?'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112364383259048553</id><published>2005-08-09T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:17:12.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Dolls</title><content type='html'>I used to do things like &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/debbiecbs/sets/639320/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; with my Barbies...well...minus the horse and the blood.&lt;br /&gt;(Found at &lt;a href="http://www.fleshbot.com/"&gt;Fleshbot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112364383259048553?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112364383259048553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112364383259048553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112364383259048553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112364383259048553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/party-dolls.html' title='Party Dolls'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112364353431040867</id><published>2005-08-09T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:12:14.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>Don't you love it when you slide your hand up my skirt only to discover that there is nothing between your hand and the skin of my inner thigh? I'll bet you instantly begin to think about the fact that I wasn't wearing any at the restaurant either....or the bar....and you think about how hot that is.&lt;br /&gt;Your hand works its way up over my hip and lingers for a moment before sliding around onto my nice shapely ass. I gaze into your eyes as you hike the skirt up over my hips, exposing me. You slide your hand between my legs, your fingers inside me... You kiss my toe...my calf...my knee...my thigh...my clit... You tell me how good and sweet I taste.&lt;br /&gt;I work my hands down your neck...your chest...your stomach...your waist...I slide my fingers under the waistband of your pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them, sliding my hand inside of them, cupping you in my hand. I draw you out, feeling the smooth skin of your shaft in my hand. I begin to stroke you up and down and push you back onto your knees. I take you in my mouth licking and sucking and tasting.&lt;br /&gt;I have one leg up over your shoulder. You enter me. I slide my leg down over your shoulder and wrap it around your waist, bringing my other leg up to join it. It feels so good to have you pumping into me. I bring my legs back up, forming a V, and feel you slide deeper into me.&lt;br /&gt;We flip over. I'm on top now. You've long since removed my shirt and I love the way the you touch my breasts as I ride you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Do you like it when I touch your breasts?" &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes" &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do you like me touching your nipple?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Yes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do you like the way I play with your nipple ring?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(I nod, having lost the power of speech for the moment)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Should I stop?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "No"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I love the way that you talk to me. No one else has eve really talked to me in a way that made me feel a bit...submissive....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112364353431040867?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112364353431040867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112364353431040867&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112364353431040867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112364353431040867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112355018518575393</id><published>2005-08-08T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:16:25.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>G'day</title><content type='html'>I've been out of town for a bit, enjoying what the summer has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more sexy adventures and fantasies cumming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112355018518575393?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112355018518575393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112355018518575393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112355018518575393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112355018518575393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/gday.html' title='G&apos;day'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112303150509758926</id><published>2005-08-02T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T21:11:45.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fetishlinks.com/pics/huge-boobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.fetishlinks.com/pics/huge-boobs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.the-penis.org/images2/large24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.the-penis.org/images2/large24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seakap.com/shopsite_sc/store/html/media/DJ5400-05a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.seakap.com/shopsite_sc/store/html/media/DJ5400-05a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sci.utah.edu/%7Egk/vis03/ear/ear-vc.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.sci.utah.edu/%7Egk/vis03/ear/ear-vc.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite part of a man or woman's body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more arousing to look at- boobs, cock, vagina....or something else entirely?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112303150509758926?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112303150509758926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112303150509758926&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112303150509758926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112303150509758926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/favorites.html' title='Favorites'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10355645.post-112294842145085856</id><published>2005-08-01T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T22:07:01.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Porno</title><content type='html'>Inspired by the &lt;a href="http://virgin-slut.blogspot.com/2005/07/sex-first.html"&gt;Virgin Slut's&lt;/a&gt; entry I am reminded of the first porno I saw.&lt;br /&gt;I was about 15 and it belonged ot the brother of a friend. I don't remember the name, but it contained pretty much just straight sex (boring, I know).&lt;br /&gt;We (brother, friend, bro's friend, and myself) snuck into a family room to watch it. At that point all of us in the room were virgins. As soon as he hit play it turned on mid-movie. The particular scene was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very up close&lt;/span&gt; view of vaginal intercourse. Like something you'd watch in science class. It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terrifying&lt;/span&gt;. It didn't help that what were supposed to be moans of pleasure sounded awfully close to moans of pain. I thought it looked horrible and vowed that I would never do something so painful looking as that. (Obviously I've since gotten over that).&lt;br /&gt;I've never really been that able to get off from porn.  Sometimes it can be aturn on, as simple visual stimuli sometimes can be. I seem to view most of it as amusing or I can't get past the bad production values (as I am very aesthestically inclinced).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;copyright bustygal&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10355645-112294842145085856?l=bustygal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/feeds/112294842145085856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10355645&amp;postID=112294842145085856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112294842145085856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10355645/posts/default/112294842145085856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bustygal.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-1st-porno.html' title='My 1st Porno'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
