For four consecutive nights during this week I have slept just a few hours – 4 to be more exact; finally and after too much suffering I could finish my first assignment and also remembered how it was my former life as a university student.
What days!!! As I worked during day time 48 hours a week I had to take classes at evening time . Yes!! That was I did for 7 years and more... I wonder how I did to don’t die. If now I go to university three days a week and sometimes I feel I am dying. Talking frankly I was 10 or more years younger than now and even though my job required more responsibility than the job I have now, I also had more fun.
How forget it!! That time it was also the time I was dating Tuti, my first lover.... Hummmm!! I feel myself nostalgic thinking back and bringing to memory all the things I had to do to meet him – that relationship it was really an adventure- and how fast my heart beat each time I saw him. I was a child (just 20 years old) and became a woman on his bed.
Oh my God!! I am going from stupid to ridiculous. My dear reader, please forgive me for that, but keepsakes are taking place on mind as I am writing down my ideas - It would not be fair if I don’t allow myself to express my own feelings- don’t you think so?
Nevertheless, at that time I had a better job, more money, more friends, more fun and a lover (to call him in some way) things I don’t have right now but instead of them I have freedom. Yeah!! Freedom to meet whoever I want or to go wherever I want or to decide whether I stay at home or go to the church. Yeah!! I have no ties to choose what I want to do. So, I try to enjoy today and just now with the things I can get.
And as each day brings its own gift, perhaps one day in future I will have memories about today and I am going to say.
- Oh! What days!! In which I could drink a cool beer or eat a big piece of chocolate cake without any problem.
The lesson: time never goes back. Past is like a collection of movies – some bad some nice - you have and can play at any time, just take a minute, think back and enjoy them. And remember, people don’t live on movies.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
One week more....
Thanks God this stressful week has gone. No interesting events happened. But there are a few facts that have made me think about what is the true behind the reality:
- Fact: I wrote an email to Scooby saying to him I won’t tell him any more about my feelings.
- Truth: I know that is not true. I am starving for one of his kisses; I am still fuckly in love
- Fact: Doing my round in the shopping I found a handsome, blond hair, young man peeing. It was so embarrassing.
- Truth: It was a pity I couldn’t see his dick. At least now I could say I have seen one recently.
- Fact: My sister’s party was successful, about 100 people, tango, hot wine, many pictures and live music
- Truth: I have missed out more than a party. Unluckily she just turns 50 once. The whole family was there except me. I also think the party would have been funnier if someone would have brought a stripper
- Fact: I am on my way to the asylum having dialogs with a dummy.
- Truth: the only I need it is a real man with a real dick who wants to have a real great fuck
- Factt: I have worked to much the whole week.
- Truth: I hope such hard effort will be reflected in my bank account within two weeks
- Fact: I haven’t started my economic assignment yet.
- Truth: Let’s go work!! If I don’t finish it by tomorrow night I will be on trouble.
Friday, August 21, 2009
The shop assistant and the dummy (part II)
As quick as he can he drops me down and turns me round to fuck me from behind, my hands on the wall, his hands on my body - one on my tit, the other on my clit- his dick is very hard and strong inside my pussy. He is fucking me faster and faster as he make me shout
– Cock me boy, cock me!.
For a while he push me forward and slap strongly my arse. As he is close to coming he slaps me harder and harder I feel my arse as if it were on fire. He realises that the sound of his hands against my ass turn me hotter, He is coming he can’t control himself. Therefore he push me again a little bit more and takes me by my hairs....
- Hummmm !! he moans.
- I know he is coming as a beast ,at the same time he suddenly pulls me back to him by my hair, he have reached the climax so do I.
- You have been a naughty girl -he add!
We both have came. And once, we recover our strength we fuck around the whole shopping, everywhere, every section. I do like the washing machine......
The lesson: How many CK boxer should I buy to have a Scooby’s dummy fucking me like that every night? Oh boy! I even would pay them with my soul.
– Cock me boy, cock me!.
For a while he push me forward and slap strongly my arse. As he is close to coming he slaps me harder and harder I feel my arse as if it were on fire. He realises that the sound of his hands against my ass turn me hotter, He is coming he can’t control himself. Therefore he push me again a little bit more and takes me by my hairs....
- Hummmm !! he moans.
- I know he is coming as a beast ,at the same time he suddenly pulls me back to him by my hair, he have reached the climax so do I.
- You have been a naughty girl -he add!
We both have came. And once, we recover our strength we fuck around the whole shopping, everywhere, every section. I do like the washing machine......
The lesson: How many CK boxer should I buy to have a Scooby’s dummy fucking me like that every night? Oh boy! I even would pay them with my soul.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Now on Lucy's blog...
As Lucy loved my post Sailor Women II she has invited me to post in her blog. Although I haven't had enough time this week to do all my stuff, I did try to satisfy her requeriments...
These is the draft I have sent to her and it is pending of aproval.... Let's see what is going to happen. Will I pass my exam as a sex blogger??
THE SHOP ASSISTANT AND THE DUMMY (Part I)
During this week I’ve been working in the shopping in afternoon shift. I don’t know if it is my lack of sex or if I do really miss so much Scooby, but each time I go through the underwear men section there is a dummy that remind me him, it is tall, slim like him but specially it has the quality of make horny just looking at it.
To be more exact the dummy is on a very expensive pair of CK boxer – Oh, my God!! My mouth is watering just imagining how sexy they’d fit on Scooby’s body and how yummy his dick would look in it. I would buy dozens of them for him if he would allow to take them of from his body using my teeth.
Anyway, as the Crazygirl I am, I have started to have sexual fantasies with Scooby’s dummy and I imagine myself as a shop assistant on black long knee skirt, black top and high heels who every night before leave the shop uses to change the underwear worn by the dummies of her section – of course, underwear men. One night while I am dressing up my favourite dummy – the Scooby’s dummy- this comes to life. Oh God!! This is unbelievable!! I am scared but at the same time excited.
Then, before I can react and do any movement the naked dummy grab me strongly to take close to him
– Tonight is my night!! I will do that you always do to me - He says on my ear.
So, he rapidly takes my top of and rip my skirt and panty, he lift me up till his waist which I surround it with my legs then he starts to fuck me madly against the wall.
to be continue ....
These is the draft I have sent to her and it is pending of aproval.... Let's see what is going to happen. Will I pass my exam as a sex blogger??
THE SHOP ASSISTANT AND THE DUMMY (Part I)
During this week I’ve been working in the shopping in afternoon shift. I don’t know if it is my lack of sex or if I do really miss so much Scooby, but each time I go through the underwear men section there is a dummy that remind me him, it is tall, slim like him but specially it has the quality of make horny just looking at it.
To be more exact the dummy is on a very expensive pair of CK boxer – Oh, my God!! My mouth is watering just imagining how sexy they’d fit on Scooby’s body and how yummy his dick would look in it. I would buy dozens of them for him if he would allow to take them of from his body using my teeth.
Anyway, as the Crazygirl I am, I have started to have sexual fantasies with Scooby’s dummy and I imagine myself as a shop assistant on black long knee skirt, black top and high heels who every night before leave the shop uses to change the underwear worn by the dummies of her section – of course, underwear men. One night while I am dressing up my favourite dummy – the Scooby’s dummy- this comes to life. Oh God!! This is unbelievable!! I am scared but at the same time excited.
Then, before I can react and do any movement the naked dummy grab me strongly to take close to him
– Tonight is my night!! I will do that you always do to me - He says on my ear.
So, he rapidly takes my top of and rip my skirt and panty, he lift me up till his waist which I surround it with my legs then he starts to fuck me madly against the wall.
to be continue ....
Monday, August 17, 2009
Morgan, who caused me a night of insomnia....
Few days ago I met on the web a sex bloger young girl called Lucy. she's a casual dating girl and reading through her blog made me wonder why another girls can do what I want but I am not able to do. I am pretty sure this girl must be at least 5 years younger than me but her experience exceeds mine by ages.
Sadly for me, during my life I have had just one casual sex date, this fact plus my unsatisfied horniness and my lack of experience make me a quite stupid frustrated bitch, all because I use to associate sex with love.
Back to my point, this casual date was a complete fraud (more for my casual lover than for me). One friday night and as a response to my petitions - I had had a very bored long period by that time - I asked my friend to take me out and to find someone to me to have a good time (it translate good sex. So, she in company of her friend and her friend's friend Morgan pick me up at home after work to go for a beer and to play billiards for a while.
Nothing interesting had happened between Morgan and I, we were just a pair of unknown people trying to break the ice. Three hours later, all of them had drunk a couple of beers and I had had two glasses of orange juice; I needed to be aware about what was going to happen, I knew that I would be fucked by a 47-year-old, white skin, green eyes, well gifted with huge arms and nice legs man - at that time I wondered how great it would be his dick.
Finally, we went together to my friend's place. - Are you sure you wanna do that? She asked me. Yes! I need some action - I replied. Then, she went to her room with her friend and Morgan and I went to the other one, we took of our clothes and went to bed, we have some chat and as we were talking Morgan started to touch my body and then to finger me hardly. He put one finger inside me later one more - I was so wet that we both seemed to be in a flooded bed - so, he kissed my neck then my tits, he did desperately like a very insane man biting and biting my nipples, he licked and kissed and caressed them with his tongue, then bite and did all these things once more and again and again.
Oh my God! - It was the only time I have been afraid of a man eating my tits, I really thought he was going to swallow them- our bodies lying down on bed, my tits in his mouth, his two fingers going go-out from my pussy. I was nearly coming therefore I put my left leg in his left shoulder he fingered faster and that's it! I wildly came, but I still owed him such a intense orgasm then we fucked till he came and he took his time to do it.
what happened after it was frustrating, we didn't fuck again however he asked for that we could sleep neither. Whit the sunrise he took me back home leaving me nice memories about him - he was a Lord, kind, respectfull and gentleman- and my tits and pussy pained.
The lesson: Spending a whole night with the wrong person it will cause you a insonmnia night, even if you have had a good fucking. That was the fist time I was on bed with a man the whole night and so far it has also been the last. Hopefully I will have better luck next time - and for sure my lover too.
Sadly for me, during my life I have had just one casual sex date, this fact plus my unsatisfied horniness and my lack of experience make me a quite stupid frustrated bitch, all because I use to associate sex with love.
Back to my point, this casual date was a complete fraud (more for my casual lover than for me). One friday night and as a response to my petitions - I had had a very bored long period by that time - I asked my friend to take me out and to find someone to me to have a good time (it translate good sex. So, she in company of her friend and her friend's friend Morgan pick me up at home after work to go for a beer and to play billiards for a while.
Nothing interesting had happened between Morgan and I, we were just a pair of unknown people trying to break the ice. Three hours later, all of them had drunk a couple of beers and I had had two glasses of orange juice; I needed to be aware about what was going to happen, I knew that I would be fucked by a 47-year-old, white skin, green eyes, well gifted with huge arms and nice legs man - at that time I wondered how great it would be his dick.
Finally, we went together to my friend's place. - Are you sure you wanna do that? She asked me. Yes! I need some action - I replied. Then, she went to her room with her friend and Morgan and I went to the other one, we took of our clothes and went to bed, we have some chat and as we were talking Morgan started to touch my body and then to finger me hardly. He put one finger inside me later one more - I was so wet that we both seemed to be in a flooded bed - so, he kissed my neck then my tits, he did desperately like a very insane man biting and biting my nipples, he licked and kissed and caressed them with his tongue, then bite and did all these things once more and again and again.
Oh my God! - It was the only time I have been afraid of a man eating my tits, I really thought he was going to swallow them- our bodies lying down on bed, my tits in his mouth, his two fingers going go-out from my pussy. I was nearly coming therefore I put my left leg in his left shoulder he fingered faster and that's it! I wildly came, but I still owed him such a intense orgasm then we fucked till he came and he took his time to do it.
what happened after it was frustrating, we didn't fuck again however he asked for that we could sleep neither. Whit the sunrise he took me back home leaving me nice memories about him - he was a Lord, kind, respectfull and gentleman- and my tits and pussy pained.
The lesson: Spending a whole night with the wrong person it will cause you a insonmnia night, even if you have had a good fucking. That was the fist time I was on bed with a man the whole night and so far it has also been the last. Hopefully I will have better luck next time - and for sure my lover too.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
On fire...!!
Desperately I need sex. I am feeling like fucking and sucking right now. I mean I need real sex nor play with myself neither with my sex toy. I need to feel somebody else’s hands on me, his tongue licking any place on my body and his finger inside me exploring my G-spot, making me come thousands times at once. I need someone touching my breast licking, sucking and biting it whilst he is wildly screwing me, I need to refresh my own hot body with someone heat, I need someone telling me at ear how much desirable I am, how great it is fuck with me.
Shit!! It has been too much time with no sex, with no kisses, with nothing, it has been more than five months. Oh God, if something really exciting doesn’t happen in the next days I think I will turning from crazy to insane, I will became psyco and maybe I will rape the first man I find on the street.
The lesson: In fact there is something else more than sex what I am looking for. I want to be loved and the same time I am having a great fuck. Where is the fireman I need to calm this fire?
Shit!! It has been too much time with no sex, with no kisses, with nothing, it has been more than five months. Oh God, if something really exciting doesn’t happen in the next days I think I will turning from crazy to insane, I will became psyco and maybe I will rape the first man I find on the street.
The lesson: In fact there is something else more than sex what I am looking for. I want to be loved and the same time I am having a great fuck. Where is the fireman I need to calm this fire?
Monday, August 10, 2009
Posting in Spanish
Even though my limited English level allows me to write about many different topics, there are some topics it definitely doesn't, I refer to these topics related to emotions, sensations or feeling – whatever you wnat to call them - such as fear, dead and emptiness among others and the things them make me produce, poetry.
I mean whether I write about them in a language what is not my mother tongue it would be exactly the same that reading Garcia Marquez or Benedetti in English, you might catch the point, you might enjoy your reading but you’d definetly lose all mysticism and of course, the magic. On the other hand, I feel I would became a prey of my own trap if I don’t let myself express such a strange undescribable sensations in a language as rich as Spanish.
Remember I am not native speaker English and the reasons because I do post in English are 1)I need improve my level , 2)the most of my friends whom read the blog don’t speak Spanish and those who speak Spanish and read my blog also can read in english and 3)there are many stupid things I would never express in Spanish and you know when I write in English I expose myself to be seen completely naked by others but when I do it in Spanish I am exposing inner-self naked to myself - I can see deep down - and that it is that sometimes I need, I am still looking for answers.
Anyway, in advanced I apologise whether I put you into a trouble trying to translate and understand what I am posting however I promise it would be just for a while.
I mean whether I write about them in a language what is not my mother tongue it would be exactly the same that reading Garcia Marquez or Benedetti in English, you might catch the point, you might enjoy your reading but you’d definetly lose all mysticism and of course, the magic. On the other hand, I feel I would became a prey of my own trap if I don’t let myself express such a strange undescribable sensations in a language as rich as Spanish.
Remember I am not native speaker English and the reasons because I do post in English are 1)I need improve my level , 2)the most of my friends whom read the blog don’t speak Spanish and those who speak Spanish and read my blog also can read in english and 3)there are many stupid things I would never express in Spanish and you know when I write in English I expose myself to be seen completely naked by others but when I do it in Spanish I am exposing inner-self naked to myself - I can see deep down - and that it is that sometimes I need, I am still looking for answers.
Anyway, in advanced I apologise whether I put you into a trouble trying to translate and understand what I am posting however I promise it would be just for a while.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
A holiday week... time to have a rest!!
From today and for a week I have holiday. Oh God! This is more than justice, I mean I was working for nearly two months from monday to sunday and I need a holidays, I know it is too early (in my opinion) to have holidays from Uni, but what can I do?? I have them and I will take advantage of it.
Anyway, I have many things to do during this week such as three assignments, start my pilates routine (It has been long time without do any physical excercise apart from my job), perhaps I can go for a walk to the places most I like on Gold Coast, or whatever. Although, I'd prefer to do no plans, neverthless instead of being so happy there is something missing, I feel as a part of me it is not here (Hehehe!! Stupid girl, of course it is not, one part is in Colombia and the other one is with Scooby) or maybe it is just the effect of the hormones acting in my body - 28 day is coming soon- What can it be?? Really, I don't know.
Talking about job, I have just started a new seeking, Yes!! I need to find a new job quickly because I am getting tired and less motivated to performance the jobs I have now.
I hope good luck is with me, so I can have good rest, enjoy the city, find a new job, finish my assignments and chat with the people I love. Too much to do, isn't it?
And maybe I can finally see my mother by webcam this weekend, I hope I can because I need it.
Anyway, I have many things to do during this week such as three assignments, start my pilates routine (It has been long time without do any physical excercise apart from my job), perhaps I can go for a walk to the places most I like on Gold Coast, or whatever. Although, I'd prefer to do no plans, neverthless instead of being so happy there is something missing, I feel as a part of me it is not here (Hehehe!! Stupid girl, of course it is not, one part is in Colombia and the other one is with Scooby) or maybe it is just the effect of the hormones acting in my body - 28 day is coming soon- What can it be?? Really, I don't know.
Talking about job, I have just started a new seeking, Yes!! I need to find a new job quickly because I am getting tired and less motivated to performance the jobs I have now.
I hope good luck is with me, so I can have good rest, enjoy the city, find a new job, finish my assignments and chat with the people I love. Too much to do, isn't it?
And maybe I can finally see my mother by webcam this weekend, I hope I can because I need it.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Getting warmer...
As Gold Coast is becoming warmer and warmer day by day I do. Just a couple of weeks I went to bed wearing my long sleeves thick pijama made by cotton, a pairs of socks on, my special boots to sleep and one blanket and two dooner. I don’t know how I can’t stand low temperature here if when I was in Colombia there were very cold night – even 5C- and I used to sleep just wearing my panty.
Hahaha!! Those were beautiful times. My mother was always upset, running behind me and complaining about how much shameless I had became.
- “Child, dress yourself, ladies don’t sleep neither being naked walking around, any neighbour could see you” - She used to say me
Perhpas she was right, any neighbour could see me because we never closed the curtains. The question is that I will never know if they really see me at least once and if the spectacle was enjoyable. I hope It was.
Anyway, I am not really sure it the changes in the weather are real or if they are just a sensation of my very bloody horny body. Yes!! I am horny, my inner temperature is about 90C – Well, I guess.
I feel myself like if I were in a pot full of boiling water, I am simply burning myself and cold shower are not enough to me.
The lesson: doesn’t matter how it is the weather. Seasons depends on my own temperature. But if I don’t satisfy my own sexual appetite soon I will go from summer to hell – too hot. By now, an ice cream and a bucket of ice must be an alternative till I find a volunteer.
Hahaha!! Those were beautiful times. My mother was always upset, running behind me and complaining about how much shameless I had became.
- “Child, dress yourself, ladies don’t sleep neither being naked walking around, any neighbour could see you” - She used to say me
Perhpas she was right, any neighbour could see me because we never closed the curtains. The question is that I will never know if they really see me at least once and if the spectacle was enjoyable. I hope It was.
Anyway, I am not really sure it the changes in the weather are real or if they are just a sensation of my very bloody horny body. Yes!! I am horny, my inner temperature is about 90C – Well, I guess.
I feel myself like if I were in a pot full of boiling water, I am simply burning myself and cold shower are not enough to me.
The lesson: doesn’t matter how it is the weather. Seasons depends on my own temperature. But if I don’t satisfy my own sexual appetite soon I will go from summer to hell – too hot. By now, an ice cream and a bucket of ice must be an alternative till I find a volunteer.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Going for a walk
Kaori and I have spent the weekend together, we are really having fun doing stupid things such as watching The Simpsons and some movies, playing on the computer, walking, talking, cooking, and making very, very silly jobs. – when I say silly it means really stupid, non-sense and idiots jokes, imagine what can it result of set a Japanese girl with a Colombian girl both of them with a very limited knowledge of English?
Nevertheless this morning we got up and decided to go for a walk at the beach. I should be ashamed of myself, how could I don’t go for walk to the beach before – I live just two blocks far away from the beach. Yes!! You must think I am silly, and it is true I am. I have been living in this flat for nearly two months and never before I went to the beach.
Anyway, go for a walk was really a good idea, the weather was more than perfect, it was closed to dreamt day. This beach is pretty different to Surfers beach, it was plenty of families, parents and children playing and spending time together, grandparents showing off their grandchildren, umbrellas, sunscreen, cameras, toys...
It was like walking through my childhood. A lot of memories came to my mind so I missed my family and my guys (my three nephews and my 2 youngest nieces). I missed those times playing together, discovering the world together, being child again.
Now, I have a new issue to think about – my family as I have known or have my own family, a new one.
The lesson: though I consider I won’t have children I need them around me to remind me future is full of hope, to keep my soul young and to don’t forget family is part of my happiness.
Nevertheless this morning we got up and decided to go for a walk at the beach. I should be ashamed of myself, how could I don’t go for walk to the beach before – I live just two blocks far away from the beach. Yes!! You must think I am silly, and it is true I am. I have been living in this flat for nearly two months and never before I went to the beach.
Anyway, go for a walk was really a good idea, the weather was more than perfect, it was closed to dreamt day. This beach is pretty different to Surfers beach, it was plenty of families, parents and children playing and spending time together, grandparents showing off their grandchildren, umbrellas, sunscreen, cameras, toys...
It was like walking through my childhood. A lot of memories came to my mind so I missed my family and my guys (my three nephews and my 2 youngest nieces). I missed those times playing together, discovering the world together, being child again.
Now, I have a new issue to think about – my family as I have known or have my own family, a new one.
The lesson: though I consider I won’t have children I need them around me to remind me future is full of hope, to keep my soul young and to don’t forget family is part of my happiness.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Okonomiyaki
Kaori, my Japanese ex-flat mate came from holidays to the city few days ago. Maybe because we have kept in touch since she went to Bundaberg , when she arrived here she immediately looked for me and after six month without no see each other finally we met again today. That was terrific time!! We went for shopping and then to my house to prepare okonomiyaki, one of my favourite Japanese plates. We cooked together and had great time and of course, we missed Jacky and Cathe, our big house and the great meals we used to have.
The ingredients
• Cabbage
• Corn flour
• Eggs
• Sweet ginger
• Sweet corn
• Japanese soup cube
• Water
The preparation
Mix up everything in a bowl. Then use a fry pan, high heat and fry then.
• The lesson: Good friends are for good times, great friends are forever, a kitchen is a nice place to meet them especially if they are your ex-flatmate. Cook and have meals together are perfect excuses to share experiences, revive memories of and of course to talk about future.
The ingredients
• Cabbage
• Corn flour
• Eggs
• Sweet ginger
• Sweet corn
• Japanese soup cube
• Water
The preparation
Mix up everything in a bowl. Then use a fry pan, high heat and fry then.
• The lesson: Good friends are for good times, great friends are forever, a kitchen is a nice place to meet them especially if they are your ex-flatmate. Cook and have meals together are perfect excuses to share experiences, revive memories of and of course to talk about future.
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