Happy Mother's Day! Or what's left of it.
I applied for a job. As in the singular. As in one.
I'm having a hard time trying to pick what I want to do, so I'm going on this epic journey of epicness into all kinds of strange jobs. On my list is bartista, technical writer (the writer of manuals), child and family photographer, baker, speech writer, and bank teller. These are the things that I want to do. I'm pretty confident that I'll get offered for almost all of these (if I actually apply sometime soon), but I don't have a hierarchy for them. Honestly, they all sound interesting.
Since then, I've been writing! I already have four pages of a short story that I'm writing. I didn't write today because my family made me spend time with them, but I'm going back at it tomorrow. I even know how it's going to end!
Other than that, I've hit on a waiter, got my friend incredibly drunk off shots, had a horrible post grad dinner followed by an awesome post grad dinner, played pathfinder while drinking a strangely smooth scotch, and watched movies. I want to watch one more, but I have work in the morning. And I've already made plans to go see the Avengers tomorrow.
The world hasn't ended yet. Awesome.
~R.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Graduation Time!
I walk tomorrow. That's right folks, this Rogue is going to be a free woman in just a few short hours. Freedom actually came just a few minutes ago when I finished the last paper of my undergraduate career. When I tell you, I've never enjoyed pressing a button more than I did tonight, I probably would be lying because I own vibrators.
Tomorrow I will pack up and move back into my mom's house and start my adventure as a postgraduate. At this point, I'm just ready for things to slow down. We'll see what happens when reality hits. Until then, I'll watch an obscene about of movies, pretend that I'm going to read several different books, hopefully write creatively, and, of course, get my best friend uber wasted and call her boyfriend to take her home.
Because I'm classy.
~R.
Tomorrow I will pack up and move back into my mom's house and start my adventure as a postgraduate. At this point, I'm just ready for things to slow down. We'll see what happens when reality hits. Until then, I'll watch an obscene about of movies, pretend that I'm going to read several different books, hopefully write creatively, and, of course, get my best friend uber wasted and call her boyfriend to take her home.
Because I'm classy.
~R.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Masturbation Month Story!
(All this talk about masturbating has gotten me a bit excited. But my current circumstances prevent any such activities for a while. So I shall write out my frustration in honor of masturbation month!)
It's usually that moment before your tongue ever touches her clit, when your lips are inches away from hers, that you realize just how much you've missed being down there. It's early in the morning. The sun hasn't even come up to start the day, but we've already been at it for twenty minutes. I like to wake her up with an orgasm as much as I can, but sometimes our schedules are off. Sometimes, I have to surprise her in the shower, at breakfast or at her job. Sometimes she'll make me wait until that night, until after she's cooked and I've washed the dishes, after we've bathe, and then maybe, maybe, if I've been good....
She had to stay late at the office that night. I had gotten home, cooked, watched tv, waited. Somewhere between her phone call and 30 Rock, I had fallen asleep. When I woke up she was in bed next to me. She looked so peaceful lying there and I could feel all the love I had for her expand inside me. I lied back down beside her and tried to go back to sleep. I had a presentation at work and I needed to be at my best.
I closed my eyes and put my hand on her stomach. Her skin was soft and warm from the covers. From her stomach, I traveled up to her breast and circled her nipples until I could feel them harden beneath my hand. When she woke up, I had her nipple in my mouth and my hand in her underwear. I don't know why she insisted on wearing panties to bed. I think she liked to watch me struggle to get them off her. It never felt like I could take them off fast enough, but I did and there I was lip to lip with her pussy.
Before I could get any closer, she reached down and guided me back up for a kiss. A long, deep kiss. The kind she gave when she wanted me right then, everything else be damned. I'm sure she had to get up just as early as I did. Our schedules had been horrible this week and she hated to wake me up for sex even though I tell her it's no big deal. She pushed me back on the bed, still kissing me, but now her hand is on my pussy, spreading my lips to meet my clit. I gasp when she puts one, then two, fingers inside me.
By her rhythm, I could tell she missed me. It's been too long. She needed to feel me just as much as she needed to be felt. She stopped, sliding her fingers out of me as slow as possible to watch me shiver. New position. She sucked her fingers as she straddled me. God, she was so fucking wet. I savored her smell before kissing her lips, licking her wetness. She tilted her hips to press her clit to my mouth. No more games. I kissed it, sucked it, went over it with my tongue and lips while deep, throaty moans escaped her. I slipped my tongue inside her and immediately she began to ride it.
I could see her breast bouncing under her t-shirt. I reached up and ran my thumb over her nipples, squeezing them just enough to make her cry out again. She was riding harder now, trying to get as much of my tongue insider her as possible. If only she would let me get up, but she was too close now. Before long, she tensed up in the shock of her orgasm. Her moans, now screams, now sighs as she tried to catch her breath. I licked up the cum that dribbled out of her and sucked her clit just a little more before she fell back on the bed beside me.
She kissed me hard, deep, devouring the tongue that had just been inside her. Then she laid back down to catch her breath. The sun was out now. It was morning. Our alarm clock went out and she jumped up to turn it off. Then she went to the bathroom and started to run the shower.
"But wait," I called out from the bed, as out of breath as she. "What about me?"
It's usually that moment before your tongue ever touches her clit, when your lips are inches away from hers, that you realize just how much you've missed being down there. It's early in the morning. The sun hasn't even come up to start the day, but we've already been at it for twenty minutes. I like to wake her up with an orgasm as much as I can, but sometimes our schedules are off. Sometimes, I have to surprise her in the shower, at breakfast or at her job. Sometimes she'll make me wait until that night, until after she's cooked and I've washed the dishes, after we've bathe, and then maybe, maybe, if I've been good....
She had to stay late at the office that night. I had gotten home, cooked, watched tv, waited. Somewhere between her phone call and 30 Rock, I had fallen asleep. When I woke up she was in bed next to me. She looked so peaceful lying there and I could feel all the love I had for her expand inside me. I lied back down beside her and tried to go back to sleep. I had a presentation at work and I needed to be at my best.
I closed my eyes and put my hand on her stomach. Her skin was soft and warm from the covers. From her stomach, I traveled up to her breast and circled her nipples until I could feel them harden beneath my hand. When she woke up, I had her nipple in my mouth and my hand in her underwear. I don't know why she insisted on wearing panties to bed. I think she liked to watch me struggle to get them off her. It never felt like I could take them off fast enough, but I did and there I was lip to lip with her pussy.
Before I could get any closer, she reached down and guided me back up for a kiss. A long, deep kiss. The kind she gave when she wanted me right then, everything else be damned. I'm sure she had to get up just as early as I did. Our schedules had been horrible this week and she hated to wake me up for sex even though I tell her it's no big deal. She pushed me back on the bed, still kissing me, but now her hand is on my pussy, spreading my lips to meet my clit. I gasp when she puts one, then two, fingers inside me.
By her rhythm, I could tell she missed me. It's been too long. She needed to feel me just as much as she needed to be felt. She stopped, sliding her fingers out of me as slow as possible to watch me shiver. New position. She sucked her fingers as she straddled me. God, she was so fucking wet. I savored her smell before kissing her lips, licking her wetness. She tilted her hips to press her clit to my mouth. No more games. I kissed it, sucked it, went over it with my tongue and lips while deep, throaty moans escaped her. I slipped my tongue inside her and immediately she began to ride it.
I could see her breast bouncing under her t-shirt. I reached up and ran my thumb over her nipples, squeezing them just enough to make her cry out again. She was riding harder now, trying to get as much of my tongue insider her as possible. If only she would let me get up, but she was too close now. Before long, she tensed up in the shock of her orgasm. Her moans, now screams, now sighs as she tried to catch her breath. I licked up the cum that dribbled out of her and sucked her clit just a little more before she fell back on the bed beside me.
She kissed me hard, deep, devouring the tongue that had just been inside her. Then she laid back down to catch her breath. The sun was out now. It was morning. Our alarm clock went out and she jumped up to turn it off. Then she went to the bathroom and started to run the shower.
"But wait," I called out from the bed, as out of breath as she. "What about me?"
TMI Tuesday: Masturbation!
I can't believe it's Tuesday already again. Oh well, I will take a break from studying and play along.
The Center for Sex & Culture
M is for masturbation
1. How often do you masturbate?
Pretty darn often actually. It's a good way to go to sleep and wake up and de-stress and calm down and focus...
But really, it depends on the day or week I've been having. Most days, I'll only do it once or maybe not at all. If I'm bored or stressed out, it may jump to two or three times a day. If I'm horny and I don't have anything important that day, it can be an all day affair.
But really, it depends on the day or week I've been having. Most days, I'll only do it once or maybe not at all. If I'm bored or stressed out, it may jump to two or three times a day. If I'm horny and I don't have anything important that day, it can be an all day affair.
2. What are you doing to celebrate Masturbation month?
Graduating from college and masturbating more? Getting a partner to masturbate with? Eating ice cream? To be honest, I didn't know this was masturbation month so nothing really.
3. Do you like to watch your partner masturbate?
a. Yes, it turns me on.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. Not really, it’s boring.
d. No, it’s a turn off.
e. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.
a. Yes, it turns me on.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. Not really, it’s boring.
d. No, it’s a turn off.
e. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.
God yes. Okay, I've never done it before, but I really want to! I'm a bit of a voyeur anyway and I like the idea of seeing what gets somebody else off, especially if I have the chance of trying my hand at it (no pun intended).
4. Do you let your partner watch you masturbate?
a. Yes, it turns me on to be watched.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. No, it’s embarrassing.d. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.
a. Yes, it turns me on to be watched.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. No, it’s embarrassing.d. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.
I tried it once, but she wasn't interested and I felt like it had to be a porn production so that ended that. If I tried it again, it would probably have to be something my partner asked me for because I doubt I would initiate.
5. Mutual masturbation? Yea or Nay?
Maybe. I never tried it, but it sounds fun. It drives me crazy to give someone else pleasure so it would be nice to have a helping hand during. But then again, I really enjoy edging. So yea, maybe.
6. If you had an all-expense-paid trip to San Francisco to attend Masturbate-a-thon 2012would you go and masturbate? Why or Why not?
Of course! Who would turn that down? Admittedly, I'd be a little gun shy, but it's California. California and masturbation are my two favorite things in life.
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The Center for Sex & Culture
Sunday, May 27, 10am-midnight
Arrive by 9pm
$40 minimum self-sponsorship; or bring sponsorship form with pledges
All genders, all orientations welcome to explore self-pleasure in a supportive group environment. Check the next newsletter for more detail about this year’s Thon, and join us to Come for a Cause!
All donations and pledges support CSC’s operations and programs.
Bonus: Are you addicted to masturbating?
Probably. I mostly do it for the orgasm, but I really enjoy the build up, edging, and playing in different ways. Besides, if I didn't do it for a couple of days I get pretty irritable. Like most people in the morning before coffee irritable. The longest I've gone without was three days and trust me, those three days were bad for everyone.
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Friday, May 4, 2012
Happiness
A wonderful thing just happened to me. I realized that I'm leaving school without debt, with my own car, enough savings to cover me for a couple months after graduation, a small summer position to also cover me until I find another job, a place to stay (okay, it's my parents' house, but it's still a place to stay!), and a world of time to write, take pictures, travel, explore, read, and all of those other things that make me uber happy. In short, I hit the fucking jackpot!
I can slow down and enjoy life now. I don't have to rush to do anything, which was totally my impulse. It's going to suck to have to go back to the house, but I know my mom wouldn't mind at all. In fact, she would probably be overjoyed that I came back home, especially if I help out with the bills and start doing stuff around the house. I'll talk to her about it later this week to see how she feels, but I honestly don't think it would be a problem.
And since I don't know what the hell I want to do anyway, I can also use this time to take up internships or do other random jobs in fields I would have never considered before. The only real fear in all of this (and I guess the fear I've always had about life) is that I would get stuck in one place and not move. My hope is that I'll be so busy exploring the world that I wouldn't have time to get stuck. That seeing different places and doing different things will be enough motivation for me to keep moving, to move out of my parents' house, and maybe to move towards a career that I love. Not that any of this has to happen in any type of order.
I can relax now. I have time. I can do things. I can finally go back to writing! I'm glad I didn't apply to graduate school now. This is exactly what I needed.
~R.
I can slow down and enjoy life now. I don't have to rush to do anything, which was totally my impulse. It's going to suck to have to go back to the house, but I know my mom wouldn't mind at all. In fact, she would probably be overjoyed that I came back home, especially if I help out with the bills and start doing stuff around the house. I'll talk to her about it later this week to see how she feels, but I honestly don't think it would be a problem.
And since I don't know what the hell I want to do anyway, I can also use this time to take up internships or do other random jobs in fields I would have never considered before. The only real fear in all of this (and I guess the fear I've always had about life) is that I would get stuck in one place and not move. My hope is that I'll be so busy exploring the world that I wouldn't have time to get stuck. That seeing different places and doing different things will be enough motivation for me to keep moving, to move out of my parents' house, and maybe to move towards a career that I love. Not that any of this has to happen in any type of order.
I can relax now. I have time. I can do things. I can finally go back to writing! I'm glad I didn't apply to graduate school now. This is exactly what I needed.
~R.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
TMI Tuesday: The Here & Now
TMI Tuesday time. Then work, then sleep (possibly), then repeat.
The Here & Now
1. Are you wearing any jewelry? What?
Yep. I'm wearing all of my piercing jewelry. I usually wear my rainbow bracelet and a necklace too, but I don't have either on today.
2. What are you listening to now?
The computer and refrigerator humming. The house is asleep and I'm in the kitchen. I need to finish up some work and then I'm probably going to bed too.
3. What is the last piece of entertainment media (i.e., cd, download, book, DVD) that you purchased? Do you recommend it?
The last thing I bought was a graphic novel about a girl who befriends a ghost. I haven't read it yet, but I really enjoy graphic novels so probably.
4. What kind of undergarments are you wearing right now? Care to post a photo?
Black bra and panties. Usually the bra goes the second I make it back to the apartment, but I thought I was going to leave the house again. No photo, sorry.
5. What is your current mood?
Sleepy and semi-excited. I really shouldn't be sleepy, but I have homework. That always makes me want to take a nap. Semi-excited because I found out I'll be working (for pay) this summer. That's one less thing to worry about.
6. What is the best looking thing about you today?
My breast, but that's usually the case.
7. Fill in the blank. Tonight I’m looking forward to eating ice cream and job hunting. As boring as that sounds, planning out career stuff is a bit exciting (and scary) for me. When I think about it theoretically I'm terrified because I've been brainwashed into thinking I have no options, but when I'm actually looking at interesting positions that I can apply for, I get really happy.
Bonus: Tell me something good…anything you want to share. Just do it
I had two really good orgasms today, got to get dinner with a friend, talked to my bestie and the Gentleman, and realized that I have a solid month of work before I will be unemployed after graduation. All in all, today was bitchin'.
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Sunday, April 29, 2012
Strange Things
Hi! I'm bisexual. I don't think I've explicitly said that here, but I am. I usually like girls more, but lately I've really been into guys. I feel like it's the Gentleman's fault. (That's the unofficial name of the guy I've been talking about for the last two posts or so.) I want him, but as much as he makes me happy and excited to be around him, I'm none to hopeful that it will lead anywhere. I sometimes get the feeling that people just don't find me attractive, but, more likely than not, they probably just exile me to the friend zone. That's what I think is going to happen with him.
I don't think I'm unattractive. I'm cute, adorable even, not sexy. I don't consider myself feminine visually, but I feel very feminine most of the time, which is weird I guess. I feel most comfortable in a tomboyish style, which usually ends up looking more butch than I intend. Apparently, I have a nice smile, which is good because I laugh a lot. And I'm smart. Also apparently, smartness is written across my face somehow. I don't know. These are the things people tell me. I don't know if that would be enough to attract someone, but that's all I got.
As of now, I just enjoy his company. He's really honest and open-minded in the way that I would want a potential partner to be. He's attractive and I can see myself being very comfortable lying his arms. He's also kinky enough to not find my (mostly vanilla) sadomasochistic tendencies too weird. We're both into a lot of the same things, but I haven't really told him much about me. Mostly because I just like hearing him talk. The more he talks the more I'm surprised by how similar our interests are. Oh and I like the way he feels when he hugs me.
Anything is possibly, but relationships are messy so I'm hesitant about telling him how I feel. I want to stay in this glow for a while, but I would also love the chance to date him. I've never been in a strictly monogamous, mutually consensual relationship before so this is both new and exciting for me. I've been feeling much better anyway with school drawing to a close so I may just go for it. What would I really have to lose? Stay tuned.
~R.
I don't think I'm unattractive. I'm cute, adorable even, not sexy. I don't consider myself feminine visually, but I feel very feminine most of the time, which is weird I guess. I feel most comfortable in a tomboyish style, which usually ends up looking more butch than I intend. Apparently, I have a nice smile, which is good because I laugh a lot. And I'm smart. Also apparently, smartness is written across my face somehow. I don't know. These are the things people tell me. I don't know if that would be enough to attract someone, but that's all I got.
As of now, I just enjoy his company. He's really honest and open-minded in the way that I would want a potential partner to be. He's attractive and I can see myself being very comfortable lying his arms. He's also kinky enough to not find my (mostly vanilla) sadomasochistic tendencies too weird. We're both into a lot of the same things, but I haven't really told him much about me. Mostly because I just like hearing him talk. The more he talks the more I'm surprised by how similar our interests are. Oh and I like the way he feels when he hugs me.
Anything is possibly, but relationships are messy so I'm hesitant about telling him how I feel. I want to stay in this glow for a while, but I would also love the chance to date him. I've never been in a strictly monogamous, mutually consensual relationship before so this is both new and exciting for me. I've been feeling much better anyway with school drawing to a close so I may just go for it. What would I really have to lose? Stay tuned.
~R.
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