Team Sleep's Blog - page 5

forgot to say I've decided to begin posting again.

I am posting my old pics first, then hopefully taking some new ones now that I have wigs. these days, privacy and anonymity are of the utmost importance so I will probably be showing my face but editing some of my tattoos out. I look pretty noticeably different with wigs anyway, so it lets me have fun without having to like creepily blur out my features.

it does mean a lot more photoshopping, though

the toybox has been released like the titans bursting forth from their underground lair.

but I haven't had a chance to play yet, because I am moving. I got into my apartment yesterday and should be fully out of the motel by tomorrow. after a good cleaning, repainting, and furnishing, this place will REALLY be mine... for two years anyway. I am excited.

too busy to be horny. good or bad?

the downside is that I will be without net access for an undetermined length of time...

so my favourite of all my harem boys was F, the one with the medium-length extra-thick uncut cock. I usually like a nice pronounced head, but the thickness made up for it. he was also the funniest, and the sweetest, and most handsome, and the gentlest kisser, and most introspective and least douchey of them all. but I digress. he had a really nice cock... the kind of cock you remember forever and have happy dreams about.

now, I've mentioned before that my toybox is buried under a stack of large and heavy boxes, which in turn are crammed in a Tetris-like formation into the trunk of my car. they have been there for the past month while I've been travelling around and living in motels. I finally get to unpack when I move into my new apartment this weekend (!!!) and I've been fantasizing about how I'm going to get reacquainted with old and new toys on my days off.

but none of them will ever compare to a real cock, much less F's cock.

so, being me, I was browsing tantusinc.com's closeout page and saw one that looked like it just might work: the Rascal 02 vibrator with dual density silicone! my BOBs get high-tech, yo.

[img]http://tantusinc.com/imgsrv.php?size=full&prodcode=RSCCLO[/img]

yeah, it looks like mutant larvae, but it was like 85% off! and is 1.7" in diameter/5.3" in circumference! pussy-busting mutant goodness.


and then, just because I "need" to replace my low quality and suspiciously chemical-smelling butt plugs with something less toxic, I also bought the Flirt combo:

[img]http://tantusinc.com/imgsrv.php?size=full&prodcode=FLRTCOM[/img]



but sadly, no amount of butt plugging or pussy stretching will make me forget F. they don't have his smell or sexy physique. they can't give me soft kisses or ferocious cunnilingus with their lips. they can't give me massages or great bear hugs. they can't attempt to sing along to "Fergilicious" while hopelessly and hilariously botching the words.

they can, however, give me orgasms. and for now that is just enough.

is it sad that I get hornier browsing tantusinc.com than I do looking at NN?

I just looked at Venus Envy, a Canadian sex toy store based in Ottawa which caters to the GLBTQ community. they also offer workshops in town and emphasize education. sometimes the prices are slightly higher than they would be at the Stag Shop, but I am happy to support them and their efforts by paying a little extra.

now that I have a bunch of money and no dependents nor responsibilities nor school tuition to spend it on, I have been throwing money at my hobbies. I bought a whole bunch of wigs last week, and spent $400 on books from amazon. I finally purchased a domain for my website-to-be. I got some jewelry to fit my present and future piercings. today, I bought more books:

Opening Up: A Guide to Creating and Sustaining Open Relationships by Tristan Taormino
The Ethical Slut: A Guide to Infinite Sexual Possibilites (this is, apparently, a classic)
Wild Side Sex by Midori


and some toys I've been wanting for a long while... the Njoy Pure plug and Lelo Nea vibrator. total splurges. I hope they'll be worth it.


[img]http://www.getprice.com.au/images/uploadimg/1305/350_njoy-pure-2-l.jpg[/img]

pretty much.

would y'all like to see pictures of my stunningly beautiful new hometown? or perhaps my road trip?

I neeeeeeeed to think of a blog topic other than "I need to get pounded by a giant cock", which is the only thought circling in my deviant little mind lately.

oh, and I was pretty obsessed with getting head today at work, which would never happen. when I went to the bathroom my panties were soaked from thinking about having someone's head between my thighs as I reclined in my comfy office chair.

... so.

who wants to see some pics of mountains!?

I'm going back to "fucking" again. I miss dick, and my dildos are still buried for another nine days, so my hands and vivid imagination will just have to do.

but if I see another pig and or mud-spattered female I might as well just become a nun :/

so I was scrolling through the "fucking" section looking for some good pics to jack to. unfortunately, what I saw made me increasingly less horny and more angry. a fully clothed woman's face? a handjob? a pussy with no cock in it? this is getting ridiculous, folks.

then my horniness died forever when I saw this:






NN, you have failed me.

I did NOT delete my pics because of this article, nor do I think it describes most of the posters here. but I read it and giggled fiendishly, and decided it was too good not to share.


[url]http://www.cracked.com/article_18392_6-reasons-homemade-porn-worse-idea-than-you-think.html[/url]

I can't ever order dildos again.

I have two PO Boxes... one in the US and one in Canada.

if I send something to the Canadian box, I run the risk of having the postmaster see it, who happens to be the nosiest and gossipy-est woman on the Canadian side.

if I send something to the US box I will then have to declare the contents of the package to my coworkers.


then again... my boss just told everyone that he goes on vacation every year to a nudist camp, so maybe dildos won't be that big of a deal. it just means I can't order The Great American Challenge because I'd prefer not to explain that one.