I'm done with Blogger

OK, my frustrations with Google and Blogger are done. I've migrated my blog over to WordPress. Plus, I'm learning more about open source. I like it.

This site will stay with my original posts, but nothing newer than today will appear here.

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In touch,
Holly

Sex Tip #17: Listen to Your Elders

I was sitting at a bus loop today and a girl comes and sits next to me. She's oblivious as many teens are, on her cel phone. But then again many of my friends walk around like cel zombies too so I don't need to be all agist and everything.

She's cute with long dark hair. She looks Malaysian or Filipino or something like that. Real gorgeous anyway, for a 15 year old.

And she's wearing white shorts, flip flops and a loose fitting burgundy t-shirt with a scoop neck. Very attractive.

So as she sits down she leans forward, arranges some stuff in her bag, pulls out an apple. All the regular normal kinda stuff. And as she's sitting its leaning here and there, sometimes sitting on one foot, sometimes leaning forward with her elbows on her knees.

And all of my focus on her posture is all about more than just her being a cel zombie. She's also somewhat unaware of her body. Unaware that in various postures, someone standing in front of us actually at the curbside in line for the bus can look up her shorts a bit. Burgundy panty. Quite elegant. And since we were on the west side it fit that she could look so nice like that.

But more than the loose legs on her shorts was her scoop top with a thin and loose fitting bra. And even if it were a tight fitting bra, it covered a small enough amount of her breasts that there was much to look at. Especially when her shirt fell forward from her posture.

So her cel call ended and I struck up a conversation. I introduced myself and said how much I liked her bag. She complimented me on my bag, which feels like an army utility duffel, but is actually quite functional. And then I said I wondered if I could tell her something somewhat personal about her. And being an open friendly girl [and courageous enough] she said sure. And I said that I spent a lot of time flirting with guys in bars and dressing for clubs and things [which I don't go to clubs, but I knew she'd get that] and I intentionally dress to show off my body for those kind of places.

And I told her what I could see of her body for the last 10 minutes. And that being that provocative as a concept is fine, but there are times to use it and there are times to avoid it and everyone needs to make up there mind on that.

And though we were on the west side, we weren't surrounded by corporate lawyers and personal trainers at this bus stop and that the general public is a mix of people, not a controlled group of people at a bar seeing a folk music duo for instance.

And then I asked about her English teacher and whether they had talked about how to write for different audiences. She said ya.

So I said the same goes for dressing and how we present the erotic parts of our body. And I tried hard to say not to dress and sit like all that at bus stops, but that she should think at least a little bit about context and the effect of what she does. And how to find places to dress and be a certain way and to be wary of accidentally doing so in other times.

Cuz, I said, when we get on the bus, it'll be crowded and a few people will have a nice view down your top if you sit a certain way. If you don't they'll just see a pretty girl. And that you can't control which guys are standing beside/over you.

And then I apologized if I ended up making her more wary than I intend [which is not so wary at all, just clever about things], but the world is full of risks that we can sometimes minimize.

And I felt like a big sister, young aunt, even the hip grandmother that tells the secret secrets of life.

And I feel comfortable in my role as an elder. And she listened to me and thanked me. And I wrote down my blog address. :)

And the sex tip is to listen to your elders. Not all of them cuz some are fucking nuts. But discern who is worth hearing. And listen HARD. Cuz it can make a real difference in your love/sex life and even all aspects of your life.

So there. Felt good!

Sex Tip #16: Get it While You're Young

[Don't look at the pix at the end of this post until then.] :)

Gravity. I remember it. Or rather I remember when it wasn't such a big deal.

At times I've lamented being sexually inactive before [gasp] 22. and the 7-9 years before then of not using my breasts to their fullest potential.

And I'm not complaining that I'm old and saggy and physically repulsive. I love my bod and appreciate it for all it is. But my gf is 19. I'm 26. Gravity exists for her, but not to the degree it does me.

And i get in moods sometimes when i regret my celibate teen years. But regret tends to replace lessons from various chapters in life. So I avoid giving in to regret.

The tip here is not to be a fuck-whore teenage Christian girl. The tip is to at the very least, enjoy your breasts and maybe share them with someone you are fond of. While yer under 20. That's it.

So this pix, I saw it with buddy tonight. He liked this awesome cheerleader. And in my mind, I remembered breasts that had a stranglehold on gravity as these do.

Ah the good old days. :)

But at least I have my gf!

Sex Tip #15: Your Cross Need Not Be Hidden

ok the cloudiness today wasn't welcome, but it was warm and wreck beach was sublime.

not too much pot, not too much booze. just enough pita and humous.

i went with tina. who is fucking amazing every month that goes by, even moreso.

near us and down the sand slope a bit were 2 asian girls having a good time. got there before us. kept their bikini bottoms on. made it more alluring.

tina, while not a raging bisexual, has enjoyed some of the girl fruits and appreciates beauty. she liked their bums. me too.

so they spent lotsa time topless but later in the day started doing the top on, but untied to avoid tan lines.

in the end of it all, they seemed to have a good day and got ready to leave. tops tied back on and starting to gather their gear on the little rolled wooden blanket thing they had. and one of these girls leans over to reach something, leaning in our direction. i'm looking at tina and seeing them in the background.

and this girl's nipple slips out of her top towards the middle of her cleavage. very pretty. nothing we hadn't seen, but with more allure now that its a forbidden peek. lol

and when she rolls back after grabbing an empty water bottle her friend tells her she's popped out. and she blushes. very funny. and so duh, her friend bugs her for blushing. priceless.

but here's where the sex tip comes in.

this nipple flasher finishes getting dressed to head back up to clothed reality, and puts a gold cross back on around her neck.

which means i guess that when they arrived she took it off. perhaps so jesus wouldn't see her being naked or half naked. and i don't want to judge because it's really important to allow people to deal with their own boundaries with naturality their own way. but i sorta thought it would be better if she didn't feel the need to take it off.

because i don't think jesus would hate her for lying topless on the beach for an afternoon.

and in the end i can't relate because i don't wear a cross. so i can't really put myself in her shoes. but you get my point.

so ya. don't hide your cross. even when you're at a nude beach. :)

News from Chinese Earthquake Survivor Stories

my gf tina is a doll. her little sis is a dollface. she's also a sentimental, kittens are proof that god loves us, kinda girl. not naive, but open-hearted.

i don't mock the stuff she emails. tho sometimes i do reply with some good-humoured snark.

but this week she's been sending this stuff about survivor stories from China's earthquake last week.

and they're killing me. so i share the three most amazing with you. no sex. no tips. no christian girls [as far as i know].

i hope these kill you too. in the good way.

1. a baby is found alive beside its mother who died. in the blanket with the baby is a cel phone. on it is a text message saying to tell my baby that i love her.

2. a man with about 2% vision is rescued after a couple days. massive injuries, head bonk. wakes up and can't see but has almost 20% sight. whether it will last, they don't know. he's ecstatic to be alive, but his ability to see light better continually moves him to tears.

3. a still breast-feeding woman survives the earthquake, but her baby doesn't. but with all the orphans, she is nursing 6 of them.

when it gets to a point in life where i cannot imagine how i would feel/cope in a situation because it is too profoundly unimaginable. i fall speechless. when i'm not crying.

i just have no words.

Cumming to Vancouver...Arrival

what is with this fucking rain.

i know i'm the first to say vancouver isn't rain city for 5 months in the summer, but i've been back a few days and now its pouring.

a few things i've noticed since i last left 8 months ago.

- there is snow on grouse mountain. all the way to the bottom of the runs. wtf, climate change anyone? someone at the airport said it is el nino. could be, but fuck. cyclone in burma kills 30k and fuckers are skiing in vancouver in may. wtf i say.

- there seems to be a store selling big jugs of bottled water every fucking 6 blocks now. what the hell is wrong with our water? NOTHING. hear me? NOTHING!

- i promised diane to swing by maiwa on granville island to see if my uber-crush is still there. haven't made it yet. search for maiwa on my blog to read about this goddess!

- diane's convinced she'll be in a porn by the end of the month. sure vancouver is no montreal, but a girl's gotta know that money flows from 43 year old men's cumming penises on the internet machine!

- haven't actually hit wreck beach yet. but they say next weekend won't have rain and it'll get above 20 degrees. look out wreck. i'm coming!

- in my time back so far i've spent some quality time with buddy, his new psuedo-girlfriend, sanna and buddy's bro [still going], tina and her friend and a host of others that have yet to make it into the blog. maybe this summer is it for some of them?

- my uncle pete is due to hit town when the bard on the beach opens in a few weeks. i will have LOTS to say about him then. hurry unc!

- my joint/orgasm/hour count now that i've been in vancouver for 81 hours is about 1:7.5 hours. can i keep that ratio up all summer?

- buddy's psuedo-girlfriend is not bi. she doesnt want girls involved with her pussy. i respect that. i also like her lots. buddy has good taste. :) and she doesn't particularly want to watch buddy fuck me. amazing. this will be interesting. :) diane wants to make her cum. i respect her quests!

that's it for now. when the fucking sun shows up reliably i'll have more to add.

and sex tips for christian girls? hmmm. tina's developed a sex only relationship with a 21 year old boy at her church. he's dating [casually] another girl at the church who's 18 and a virgin virgin. not even a born again virgin. tina is a church slut.

the sex tip...virgin christian girls: your bf is probly not having sex with other girls. but they might be. the advice? me and tina couldn't come up with any. maybe we're not the ones to come up with it tho. :)

in touch,
holly

Girls just wanna have...cum

Ok, so a friend of my new gf's sister went on a cruise last month with Rosie O'Donnell and Cindy Lauper and a bunch of others. I've had that girls just wanna have fun song in my head since i heard the stories.

this posting is an interview with Diane [her real name, for a change]. she's my new gf. she's 19. i'm 26 [i may have big/little sister issues]. she's not like sanna who lied about her age so the number matched her maturity. i love you sanna!

having broken up with my boytoy at school before moving home to vancouver next month, i met diane.

she's a friend of one of my roomies. no heterosexuals live in my house. 2 bi, 1 les, one gayboy. the other bi girl introduced me to diane. wow. i ower her my firstborn for that.

what follows is an msn exchange when diane was away for a few days. totally unedited. intended as a bio interview for the blog.

me: so yer a fan of the orgasm thing?

diane: oh yes. keep it cumming, love.

me: tell me about cumming.

diane: well i enjoy it alot. i got out of my way to get it. what dyou wan me to say?

me: well, the early days that led up to your bi life and your sexual deviances into hooking and porn. oh, and how your catholicism fits into it all.

diane: oh that. :) well i've always thot the virgin mary statues were pretty cute. i'm not the only 1 to feel that. ive talked to boys and girls who agree. it may be sick but its common. nice angelic face. that kinda thing. but i imagine people had lotsa acne back then. hygene couldn't hvae been all that great. that's not going where u want eh?

me: no. i forgive u. sexual past. start with that?

diane: ok. well, catholic school was fun. coed. lotsa boys. lotsa girls. lotsa cigarettes, homemade beer, pot. a bit of acid. lotsa parties at various cottages. and lotas sex. experimnting i guess. some times with a girl giving handjobs to two boys. but i guess my first real time of sexuality beyond just touching meself was at school. we had a mini-gym attached to the main gym. it was kinda weights room and it had a big mat down for the wrestlers. after a volleyball game me and some buds were hanging around the school late. we did that lots. there was community classes that came in later for badminton and stuff. but before that we were sitting in the weights room just chatting. me and my cousine and 2 boys. cant even remember there names. anyways we got to rolling around and kissing and stuff and swapping boys and at one point the guy on me gets off and starts rubbing my cousine's boob. and the guy on her sits up and rubs the other one. and i'm just sitting there. wtf.

me: ya wtf

diane: well she was trying to get them to stop, pushin there arms away and stuff, but laughing. i wanted to help her but i didnt do anything but watch. and i figured she said no but meant yes. so i just watched. and then the one who was on me pulled up her shirt to her shoulders and started touching her breasts, the skin and under her bra. and she stopped fighting it and let it go. and teh other boy did the other breast. it was really hot.

me: and u were how old

diane: grade 9. cousine grade 10

me: did anyone get onto your boobs? or anything else?

diane: no. i was fine just watching. my cousine loves me. she enjoyed being this role model for me. the next summer she showed me her bi side.

me: so she got you into girls

diane: ya. just her really. for a couple years anyways.

me: and the rest of high school?

diane: no more girls. a few boys. lotsa playing at parties and stuff. trying to convince boys that kissing them and rubbing and stuff at parties doesnt mean were engaged. that its just fun. but sex with only a couple boys. then i graduated

me: ok the porns. howd u get to that

diane: my cousine's dealer's brother's friend. simple eh. met him at a party. made out a bit. he tried to get my pants off and i said no. he said ok and told me about some work he did with camera work on porns and said i'd be great at it. like he would know. anyway we started dating and he took me to a shoot at a nice suburban house. said i could watch from teh back. got into a few good conversations with one of the guys and 2 of the girls. their other jobs, lives, gf's and bf's, school plans, sex history, details about hte industry and std's and stuff.

me: so you got an agent?

diane: no. i just talked to marc and said i'd be interested but that i'd need to approve everthing to happen. one of the girls said that sometimes [rarely] things drift beyond the "script" and to insist that it stays to what everyone agrees on.

me: and your first time with it?

diane: it was the scene with carrie and the boy who comes in at the end and fucks her while i'm rubbing her boobs. and i felt good in front of the camera. i could ignore it and the others being there was just kinda a thrill. $450. pretty easy. it was in the same house as i visited that time. the next time was $575. sucked by the redhead, sucked the asian guy.

me: and the big money?

diane: $700. fucked by the asian guy and the guy with the crewcut.

me: and when was that

diane: january.

me: and your future adult film plans?

diane: none right now. but marc's director gave me the name of a guy in vancouver. so maybe we'll get into it.

me: ya we'll see.

diane: cuz your porn-curiousity kills the cat bitch

me: ANYWAYS, lets talk about hte hooking

diane: yes my whoredom. yer a whore too.

me: i know but that comes later

diane: ok. so it started with a call from a guy i knew in high school. dated a bit but weren't really compatible. he was 2 years ahead. he gets a job outta high school as a drug rep visiting doctors pushing various drugs. and he calls me up last june after we met up again at a party and he says he has a weekend training thing at le president hotel in sherbrooke. and i should come. so i go. i dont wanna date him but i like the vacation idea. i spend most of the weekend in teh pool chatting up some of the staff and a couple from buffalo. and he pays. and we drink and eat and order movies and fuck a few times. and once he wanted me to give him a handjob in the hot tub that looks like hugh hefners grotto, but i had too much respect for, i don't know, everyone in the world, to do that in there. in teh end it was pretty easy. and an expensive weekend that he didnt really pay for past some of the booze and movies. and i like it. no strings. and that was it.

me: and then what

diane: then he calls me in july and we do it again. this time in toronto. same kinda arrangement. but this time i said i need to buy some nice earrings for our dinners. and we go to the hotel/mall jewelry store and he puts $300 on earrings for me.

me: such a whore

diane: i know. i liked it tho. and when i got home i called up the assistant manager of the cafe i work at who had moved to another outlet and said i would go out with him. he was asking lots. and we went to dinner and a bad movie and i told him we can go out again if he takes me away. this was my trip to buffalo.

me: and your high school boys?

diane: ya. the guys i hung with in high school. mostly there broke or in school (and broke). but a few of them are making some good cash and when i see them at parties and they ask me out, i tell them yes and wehre i'd like to go. and that if i need to shop for a nice clothes or bedroom accessories, they'll do it for me.

me: and madeline

diane: ya. madeline i met online. she's a dom and has 4 men in her town or time zone who she knows in person or online. they fund her rent, food and tuition. she's only occasionally fucked 2 of them. but mostly she controls them and they support her lifestyle. shes my role model. aside form you.

me: xoxo

diane: and then there was last month. dyou want me to tell it

me: yes :)

diane: so my third weekend with this one guy from school. he was in my grade. took me to sherbrooke and montreal. and this time when we do the short drive we get to the hotel and go to the restaurant to eat. and this girl is sitting in the restaurant alone reading a book by jeanette winterson. and she's cute and i like her smile at parts in the book. and my "bf" for the weekend says ya she's cute. so i ask him to invite her to join us if she's alone. and he totally doesn't have the balls for it. so while he's weaseling out of it i jsut get up and go over to her and say hey. and she says hey. and i say if yer alone, you're welcome to join us. my names' diane. and she says her name's holy and that woudl be nice. she was meeting her father at the hotel and he left just b4 dinner so she was alone.

me: holly

diane: ya holly. :) holy holly. and we hit it off for dinner and get into the 3rd bottle of $40 wine and i say we should hit the hot tub. holly says she doesn't have a bathing suit. so i say how about some drinks upstairs and she's like ya and my friend's thinking great thoughts.

me: and after a fun night and a boy who doesn't have much energy after all that booze, we go get me a nice bathing suit the next day. he pays. $125. a bit of a waste cuz i'm usually naked when i'm swimming. :)

diane: and teh rest of the weekend is my little friend's ultimate thrill of his life having a 3sum outta the blue.

me: and it's nice cuz he was a nice boy. and sexually gentle and way out of his league when u and i were fucking. which is fine with me anyways.

diane: and you were a great pickup. :)

me: i know. it was fun.

diane: and you have a few marks, er boys in vancouver to keep it up. trips to whistler and stuff eh.

me: i know. it'll be fun. we'll make a go of it. it'll be great summer in deedy!

diane: so is that it?

me: what

diane: the interview?

me: ya i guess. unless theres something u wanna add

diane: yes. its all about the orgasm bitch! :)

me: truth.

diane: xoxo

me: xoxo

Sex Tip #14: Sodomy, Just Do It!

So I'm no longer a bum virgin and i have to say, Tina and all the other gf's [and many boys] who've been advising me to do it were right. I figured they were, now I know.

I knew some day i'd get here. Sodomy is the last of the hyper-conservative Christian hang-ups i've been burdened by. But with breaking up with my at-school boytoy and moving through new transitions in my life, it seemed to fit.

And on a more practical level, i knew that actually having intercourse with my gayboy roommate was unlikely [beyond the handjobs and bj's and times in the shower when we so gloriously aroused each other, often by him rubbing his cock on my bum until he came], so while he had always been willing to slide his cock into my bum, i wasn't.

And so knowing intercourse was out, i walked down the sodomy road with him. And the shower was where it all started. Sliding his cock between my bum cheeks, i asked him to press the head onto my asshole. Being not at all interested in bum play with cocks or fingers or tongues, I have harboured a strong desire to feel something there. And I liked how it felt. He pressed it there and i liked the sensation.

And after the shower we dried off and slid into his bed and after some serious bum massage he started fingering my hole. Then with lube on his fingers. Then with his cock. And in time his head was inside and in time he had some good pumping going.

Lying on my back i could press my clit while he slid in and out of my bum and i came in a real beautiful way rather quicker than i figured it would take. And when he came, i quickly got over his refusal fuck my pussy. :)

I knew it would be a fast conversion out of my anti-sodomy stance.

And I'm glad it was so delightful. So I'll be going back for more!

Sex Tip #13: Jealousy is a Monster, Put it on the Table

OK in recent weeks, Ash, my boytoy at school has been dating another woman. Which is fine in our open relationship.

And since I'm going back to Vancouver in May after I graduate, I'm ok with him finding a new home for his loving.

"Megan" is not bi. I forgive her. :)

Megan is also 20. And while she's no child, she is younger than me. I am jealous. I won't pretend I'm not.

I wish Megan were bi. I'm jealous of her and Ash because they are enjoying each other's bodies [and everything else]. I think of my Maiwa girl [who I've never spoken to] and she isn't really mine but i can't have her. Jealous of those who do get her.

Megan is lots like me, personality wise so we get along when we aren't jokingly competing for attention. She happens to be quite a bit taller then me, as is Ash. She has strawberry blonde hair, smaller lips [tho cuter than mine i think], smaller hips and larger breasts. It's all comparison with me.

I envy things about her that are different from me because they are different from me. Not cuz they're better. Though some days i think they are. But that's just anxiety.

Not being bi, Megan hasn't really explored too much. The most wild she's gotten was in high school dating 3 guys at once over the course of grade 11. She was only sleeping with 2 of them at a time tho as the 3rd took a while to get there and the first became celibate with her after a while. Dating. What a concept. So much monogamy amoung youths today! :)

We rented The Center of the World last night [Friday]. Never seen it but I love Molly Parker. She was on fire erotic in it, along with that other woman Carla something...too tired to imdb her. So me and Ash and Megan are watching it and earlier in the night i was telling them both of how jealous i am of each of them. Gotta put the Jealousy monster on the table or it morphs into cancer.

And as the movie gets hotter and such, our libidos rise. I'm on a chair and Ash and Megan are on the couch snuggling, her sitting between his legs leaning on him and his likely rock hard cock. :)

His arm at one point moved from lying across her chest to feeling her boob. She smiled then moved it away. After weeks of hanging out together and with all our buds and her getting to know me and Ash's relationship [which saw sex decline steadily, but not end totally], I figured she still wasn't into being fondled in front of me.

And while Ash was clearly massaging her back with his cock, she wasn't much into it. Until the end of the movie when we watch Molly masterbate. And we all get hot. Clearly!

During it, Ash's hand finds Megan's boob again and she's not pushing it away. And his other hand is just sitting bewteen her thighs. And he says to me "Holly, can you open your top?"

Never one to pass up on that, I unbutton my flannel pj top and re-orient my body so i'm facing them, and i start my own rubbing. Mostly inside my jam bottoms, opened up a bit, with occasional breast work. And with this, Ash gets to work on Megan. Opening a button in her top, under her bra, and other hand onto her pussy. She opens her left leg up over his and leaves him room to rub her harder.

While it was Megan's first time being sexually involved with more than her partner in the room, she was able to get into it ok. And then she came.

And i was on a high watching him get her off. It was beautiful. Made me really jealous of him.

And as she came back down, Ash slid out and came over to me and pulled out his cock to rub on my chest and then for me to suck.

I'm getting to a point of closure with Ash. And his cock. I'm half a semester away from leaving and it's healthy to be disengaging like this.

After some sucking, Ash asked Megan to take off her pants and he left me and slid her thong aside and began sucking her. Then he said "do you want me in you?" and duh, she says yes. So he fucks her. Not particularly to drive me crazy, but in part to drive me crazy. :)

And I like them alot. And I'm happy they are bonded with each other. And I'm not angry along with my jealousy but I'm mostly sad at a phase of my life ending. And not that I want to keep everything as it is [tho i do a bit], i need to move on in my life. And working through my jealousy is a part of moving to the next chapter.

And Megan's so sweet. Grrrr. :) But I'm happy for them both.

And the moral of the story is that admitting jealousy clears the air of toxicity. It doesn't always lead to partying, but it leads to healthier relationships.

And not that i've been free of tears, but they've been healthy tears, moving on.

Sex Tip #12: Grinding Orgasms

Ok so it's been a while since i've posted something new. thanks for the comments, particularly the email ones. thanks also for the ones that explain how much of a heathen i actually am. thanks. i've never thought of that before. lol

some nice grinding!

As porn goes, this is ok. i post it tho, because at the beginning there's some good dry humping. and if you're a christian girl who's not into penetration or hand jobs or blow jobs or if you're a christian boy who doesn't mind a bit of creamy mess in your shorts, grinding orgasms may be just for you.

i've enjoyed them a few times in recent months with my regulars and once with a someone new. cousin of a roommate who stayed a weekend. mostly it was just making out after movies and popcorn and before we could get any real plans for anything too elaborate, i found riding his cock to be immensely sweet. so i just kept going. me in my pajama pants and his hands up my top on my boobs. him in his sweats. a fun ride and when he came, i got excited and came too. much fun. it took a couple weeks of keeping it all to myself before i told my roommate. not that she'd object, but it was sorta mine for a while, then i shared it. that was nice.

and while neither of us are sex-avoiding christians, the technique works for christians.

so i recommend it!