Sex Tag!

sexuality, sex blogs, sex , erotica female, eroticaThat Girl (who I love love love!) over at Prissy Not Girly tagged me with this meme:

The rules:

1. Link to the person that tagged you
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself
4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs
5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.
6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.

Now, I love a meme.  As a Gemini, I am all about talking about me!  Does that sound self-centered?  Ok…I love it when other people talk about me too!  *giggle* 

What made this especially fun is that That Girl noted I had to put a sexy twist on the meme.  OMG…look out.  My favorite things to talk about…sex and me.

Here goes:

1. sexy quirk: A man that is confident but not arrogant.  It is too sexy when a man knows his own power and can share it. I just melt like butter on toast.

2. non-important sexual thing: I consider everything about sex important.  There are sensual things that seem non-important, like sharing part of my meal or ordering my favorite drink for me, but are super important because they suggest a deep knowledge and intimacy.  He is paying attention!  I love that too much.  If I eat off of your plate, then I trust you.

3. sex habit: I blurt out sexual questions or comments without thinking of how it might make others feel around me.  I am just so comfortable with myself and my sexuality that I often involve others into conversations about sex, oral sex, and anal sex.

4. sexy quirk: I am in danger from a man who knows his own sexuality.  A great cologne, a strong mind, nice build, easy smile, plenty of conversation.  Of course, they are not rolling these guys off of the assembly line, so I am not real jeopardy.  BUT, when I find one….OMG….the visuals!

5. non-important sexual thing: I love a man who can express his sexuality and accept mine in return.  If a man is threatened by strong women or women that speak their mind, he will not get next to me.  But, if he is comfortable enough with himself to openly admire me, talk dirty with me, and accept my admiration in return…I am attracted.

6. sex habit: I watch a man for sexual clues.  How does he handle his fork or a wine glass?  How does he react to a sexual statement?  How does his body move when he is near me?  Does he share his thoughts readily?  These are all indicators to how a man performs in bedMen who do not pass this test…are disqualified from my field of vision in all important ways…not just the sexual ones.

Who i’m tagging (I know…more than six…but I love to love people!  Sue Me!):

Enjoy!  ~~Dee

Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2008!

sexuality, sex blogs, sex , erotica female, eroticaTop 100 Sex Bloggers of 2008

Tonight, something odd happened to me on the way to post my blog topic.  I found out that I have been listed #55 in the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2008 in a poll conducted by Between My Sheets.  I would love to say that I was all cool about it, but I was not.  I was so deeply touched and humbled that tears started to swim in my eyes immediately.

The listings are based on Alexa  / Technorati mixed with the nomination of individuals and number of people who surf past the blog.  So in fact, each one of you contributes and owns a piece of this recognition.  Moreover, to be in the company of the people on this list is breath taking in itself.  As the hard hitting, heart and soul of the sex blogging movement, inclusion with this list of sex blogs is glorious…and humbling.  Have a click through this list and enjoy!  Kisses and hugs to all (especially Rori of Between My Sheets).

Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2008

1. Sinclair Sexsmith
2. Radical Vixen
3. Curvaceous Dee
4. Always Aroused Girl
5. Ellie Lumpesse
6. Catalina
7. Selena Kitt
8-9. Wifey and Hubby
10. Roger
11. Essin’ Em
12. Amber Rhea
13-14. Richard and Amy
15-16. MJ and MJ’s Slave
17. Thursday’s Child
18. Narration by D
19. Andrea Zanin
20. The Provocateur
21. Violet Blue
22. Autumn
23. SSS
24. Storm
25. Sub lyn
26. Tara Tainton
27. Jake
28. Cherry Bomb
29. Lakey
30. Scarlet
31. Glenpreece
32. Lolita Wolf
33. Vixen
34. Tom Paine
35. Tongue Tied Blue
36. Maymay
37. Miss Bliss
38. Mistress Maeve
39. Nadia
40. Luka
41-42. Odysseus and Penelope
43. Eileen
44. Calico
45. Caroline Shepherd
46. Kathleen
47. Packing Vocals
48. Audacia Ray
49. Axe
50. Baccus
51. Chelsea Summers
52. Debauchette
53. The Butterfly Temptress
54. Dirty Little Girl
55. Sexy Whispers
56. Wendy Blackheart
57-58. Padme and Anakin
59-60. Him and Her
61. Slip of a Girl
62. Blowjob Babe
63-64. Dirty Debbie and CJ
65. Scorpio
66. Charlotte
67. Bitchy Jones
68. Anastasisa
69. Alice
70. Anita Wagner
71. Jack
72. Mistress Matisse
73. Mariella
74. O
75. Shasta Gibson
76. Gwen
77. fivestar
78. Lilly
79. Penny
80. Figleaf
81. Tony
82. Viviane
83. Six
84. Bob
85-99. Fiammetta, Jill, Robyn, Scarlot, Melissa, Kitten, Karly, Holly, Surgeon, Stacey, Tara, Jessica, Gina, Wendy, and Tori

#55….I love to be in the middle!  And, as honored as I am, the thought of rolling around in the sexual blogosphere with all of these incredible sex bloggers makes me feel fabulous!  Thank you…thank you… and well….thank you.  It means the world to me.  ~~Dee

Sexy Erotica: Sexting Seduction

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Warning:  Extremely sexually oriented materials in this post.  Read at your own risk!

Sexy Erotica: Sexting Seduction

“FOR YOU, THE SEXIEST MAN HERE,” I watched with anticipation from the bar while you read the text message as the server set your favorite drink down on the table in front of you.

Your eyes locked on mine closing the distance between us without hesitation as if you could feel my presence in the electricity of sexual tension crackling in the air.  One moment…one heartbeat…chased by another…as your eyes flow down my body stopping to stroke the curve of my breasts straining against the small buttons of my shirt.  Leaning forward to enhance your view, your smile fades into intensity as your eyes light with fascination following the tips of my fingers gently stroking a path down my neck in the moisture forming on my skin from memories of your caress.  Leisurely dipping my thumb under the top button and toying with it for a moment as your tongue rolls over your bottom lip tempting me to wet your lips with mine.  I undo the button, not caring if the others hold, in an invitation to play.

“SOMETHING YOU WANT?”  I smile at my Blackberry vibrating against the bar with the pleasure of your text.

“YOUR SHIRT…ON THE FLOOR…AT MY FEET,” I text back, as visuals cut through my mind like dull razor blades…my bare nipples throbbing against your naked chest in pools of sweat charged friction… strong hands unbuttoning my jeans to slip them over my ass…your thick fingers deep in my cum soaked panties masturbating moments of orgasmic surrender…your erection pressed hard against my stomach as you wait for my bliss…again and again…my body betraying me at your command while your sexy voice caresses my ear with whispers of “come for me baby.”

“TO PUT UNDER YOUR KNEES?” your text sounds, intriguing me with your confident understanding of my desires sending sharp tingles dancing along my lower lip.   Memories of my body melting against yours flood my mind with aching sensations of damp nights driven by my need to taste you hard in my mouth…teasing my own orgasm with your deep moan of pleasure as I flick my warm, wet tongue over the head of your cock…gently suck your balls into my mouth until your fingers flex tight in my hair…our eyes meet as I take your dick all the way in my mouth…and we both know that I could grant you release….but I won’t as I show you the satisfaction of a woman enjoying the slow suck of her man.

“TO CLEAN UP THE EVIDENCE,” I text back, my eyes focus on yours wondering if your fantasies match mine…. your mouth on my hard nipples begging for your attention…my hand stroking your masculinity to painful hardness… sheets moist with a mixture of our sweat…my body cooling next to yours as we drift quietly off into sleep…

“COME TO ME,” your text demands interfering with my musings, a man accustomed to having his way with me.  

“COME GET ME,” texting back with a smile, enjoying your confusion as your eyes shift from your phone to my vacant place at the bar.  

“Stutter for me baby…It makes me feel powerful,” the words play through my head as I mingle back into the crowd and walk out the door with a silent promise to make it up to you…if you catch me.

I’m Too Sexy for my Panties!

janes guide reviewMany times over the past few months I have been honored by the women of the *Cathouse* and those that pass by.  Sometimes, I admit that the fight for the sexuality of all female kind seems almost too big to handle.  Then something happens that reminds me that this fight is more important than just one woman.  It’s about the women who visit this space every day just seeking that moment when others understand.

But, today…someone wrote something about me and SexyWhispers that made it all worth the effort.  You see, I was reviewed by Shay of Jane’s Guide.  Shay, a member of the *Cathouse* for her fearless approach of all things sexual, completely took me by surprise as I did not realize that she had a secret life as reviewer for Jane Guide.  What she said about me and SexyWhispers, literally blew me away and I am so humbled by the words that I could not finish my original post. 

For those not familiar with Jane’s Guide, they are the Who’s Who of Reviews for All Things Sexy.  I was incredibly honored to receive their “Original and Quality” award.  More than that, the words from the review of SexyWhispers were more important to me. 

They read (in short):  She posts on a variety of topics, but most commonly she writes about her thoughts on women and sex – pulling examples from her own love life and her relationships. Dee’s writing style is lighthearted and can get pretty deep – sometimes she makes me think of “chicken soup for the sexy soul.”

For Shay and Jane’s Guide….thank you.  I am amazed at the comparison and I will try to live up to it.

For those traveling here from Jane’s Guide review, here are a few of my favorite sexy posts to start you off:


For those who visit me every day to sharing in my adventure in sexuality and my sexual growth, thank you.  Its not possible without you!  And, if you have a greatest post that you would like to direct others to, then please comment below.  ~~Dee

Sex and Sexuality: New Horizons

sexuality, sex blogs, sex , erotica female, eroticaHere is the vision that I have always had for SexyWhispers.  I don’t want to be seen as the woman who knows everything about sex.  Quite the opposite…many many know more than I do.  Across the vast network of the blogosphere, there are opinions and information available that can help women experience and accept their sexuality with strength. 

My goal has always been to have a forum where women can meet and greet each other no matter what their sexual preference, sexual fetish or flavor, and share information between them.  Here…we celebrate sex and sexuality (not quite the same thing) in the wide eyed way of women accepting who they are and what they want. 

Not quite like dancing naked around the firelight, but damn close in a virtual bloggy kind of way!  When I was first approached about addressing two completely different topics, anal sex and swinging, I had to admit ignorance in both topics. As I have owned up to, I am completely an oral woman and I can feel that all through my being. So, I can respect both of the women who asked me about sharing their favorite sexual pursuit. Ok…respect is putting it mildly. I know what it took for me to admit my oral nature. I down right admired them for having enough “balls” 😉 to ask me to present their work on SexyWhispers so they could say to other women….

  • This is what I enjoy!
  • I am proud of that.
  • And, if you like it too, you are not alone!


Thank you ladies….I am proud of you both for using your erotica voice to express yourself and sharing your pleasures to strengthen women everywhere!

Enjoy! ~~Dee

This piece, compliments of CinCitySins, is called Darkness Shrouded my Apartment.

Darkness shrouded my apartment, broken only by the flickering of candles in the bedroom. Soft scents of cinnamon and frankincense punctuated by a hint of coffee bean teased the corners of my mind.

Chilled white wine in long stemmed crystal beckoned to me. Sipping slowly, I allowed the flavors of berry and spice to burst across my tongue and flood my senses with pleasure.

Music played lightly in the background, sensual tunes that caused my spine to shiver in delight and anticipation.

Passages from the erotic novels I had savored earlier filled my thoughts:

Him, bending her over the ledge, hiking her little black skirt up until the chill night air caused goose bumps to rise on the bare flesh of her ass. His hand stroking between her thighs, his fingers coated, slick with the juices of her desire. Harsh breaths of desire, moans and gasps of lust carried away by the cool breeze. His hardness entering her wetness, pushing, straining to fill her. Fingers slipping between her cheeks and pressing lightly at her other opening. Her cry of surprise at the unexpected entry turning into cries of pleasure. As he thrusts inside her, he works his fingers further, deeper, stretching her, filling her until she is pushing back towards him, seeking…begging for release. He slowly withdraws from her only to return, pressing into that forbidden spot that he has prepared so well. Slowly, gently he works his way into this new territory, all the while listening to her breathy moans of desire. With his other hand, he reaches around to lightly caress her sensitized flesh as he continues to slowly fill her ass.

Oh yes…this scenario had been playing through my dreams ever since I learned that my lover desired to possess me this way. This was not new territory for me. I was already versed in the joys of anal sex and I looked forward to fulfilling my lover’s fantasy tonight.

A soft knock on the door heralded his arrival and my heart tripped in my chest. Tonight would be a night to remember.

Opening the door, wearing little more than a sexy smile I took him by the hand and led him to the bed. In a tangle of hands and passionate kisses, he was soon naked and writhing beneath me.

Our lovemaking was heated and intense. His body soon covered in a sheen of sweat that I would occasionally taste with quick flicks of my tongue. His hands and mouth were everywhere. My favorite was when he would grasp my breast and suck lightly on my nipple as he thrust upwards. I would cry out at the intense pleasure racing through my body.

My orgasm was building and I knew it was time. I whispered in his ear “tonight’s the night your fantasy comes true” and his immediate groan of pleasure was music to my ears. Without releasing his body from mine, I leaned over to the nightstand, where I had laid out the necessary items in anticipation of this moment.

I returned to my upright position, now holding a towel, a toy and some water based lube. Placing the first two next to us, I looked at him, a wicked smile on my face.

“Hold out your hand, lover.” I said softly.

His eyes widened and a look of confusion crossed his face but he did as I asked. I squeezed out some of the lube onto his first two fingers and gently coated them until they were slick.

“Now….touch me….” I whispered heatedly.

Comprehension dawned and his smile quickly matched mine. Leaning forward, I captured his lips for a passionate kiss and he was able to swallow my sharp gasp of pleasure as his fingers began gently probing my behind. Teasing and flickering, he would press and then retreat from my opening. All the while our bodies were still locked together, his hardness filling me and incredibly, I could feel him swelling even larger with each pleasured sound I made. Soon, he had teased me into desperately pushing my behind backwards, trying to get his fingers inside me and when he finally exerted that extra pressure and slipped inside I nearly went over the edge.

Our bodies rocked together, the rhythm of our lovemaking was sweet and sensual. His fingers…first one and then slowly the second, were filling my behind, working in tandem with the movements of the rest of his body.

Soon enough I was aching for more than just his fingers. I reached over and grasped the toy I had purchased just for this occasion. Reluctantly, he slipped his fingers from inside me and I took a moment to use the towel to clean his hand.

Then, applying a generous amount of lube to the toy, I softly explained what it did and handed it to him.

He was quite eager to proceed! His other hand reached up and circled my breast tugging me just enough to lower me down so that his mouth could capture my nipple. While I was lost in the feeling of his warm wet mouth teasing my nipple, his other hand easily slid the toy into my well prepared behind.

With him inside me and the toy in my rear I was deliciously filled and near writhing with pleasure, when he pressed a button and the toy began to vibrate! It was almost too much to take and my orgasm tore through me. I could feel him struggling to control himself as my muscles rippled and spasmed around his shaft. But if he lost it now, he would have to wait longer for his fantasy. So with teeth gritted he held on and rode out the waves of my pleasure.

As my body softened in post-orgasmic bliss, I knew it was time. I encouraged him to remove the toy and as he slid it free of my body I slowly rose off him and reached between us to firmly grasp his shaft at the base. His breath caught as he realized what I was about to do. His hands came to rest lightly on my waist, but he knew the rules – no thrusting, no exerting pressure. He had to allow me utter control.

His shaft was slick with the results of my earlier climax and with all the play we had done, my rear was well lubed, inside and out. I lowered myself slowly, positioning him just so, and began pressing down. There was a moments resistance as the head slid in, which I helped ease by pushing my inner muscles outward in an “expelling” type movement. Gently, slowly, I eased him in until I had to move my hand from between us and I was finally resting fully on his body.

Neither of us moved for a moment.

Me – to savor the feeling of him filling me so completely.

Him – to savor the feeling of filling me so completely.

I leaned forward for a kiss, the movement causing an irresistible friction along his shaft and he groaned loudly, his hands clenching tightly at my waist. I knew what it was costing him to control the urge to thrust upwards and I appreciated him all the more for his tender restraint.

We rocked together in gentle motions that had both of us gasping at the sensations. I was giddy with the realization that I was able to fulfill his fantasy, my concerns about his size had been unnecessary. We fit together perfectly. Soon enough, he was begging for release, the delightful tightness and friction were driving him insane. I once again reached over to the nightstand and grasped yet another toy, this one, a small vibrator for just such occasions. With him holding it and me guiding his hand, I was soon shuddering through another mind blowing orgasm as he stiffened beneath me and joyfully shouted his release.

He says, to this day, that was the most intense orgasm he has ever had. So intense that he nearly passed out from the pressure and pleasure of his release.

The Food Quiz: Is He Good In Bed?

sexuality, sex blogs, sex , erotica female, eroticaI confess.  I have an oral fixation.  So, it really is no surprise that I would love food and drink. Some women believe that they can tell how good a man is in bed by the way he dances….walks….by the car he drives.  Nope.  Not me.  I believe that I can tell how good a man is sexually by the way he eats a meal.  To be quite clear, this is not an assessment that I make on every man I sit across a table from.  Quite the contrary, 99.99% of the men in the world never bother me at all.  But…there is that .01% that starts the mental itch in my brain that makes my lips tingle with sensations that light up like a pinball game from my nipples to deep inside of my thighs.

Yes…it is rare, but when it happens that I find myself sitting across from a man that can light that fire, I find myself fascinated by the way he interacts with the orality of the things around him.   For example, some of the things that start the visuals dancing in my head are:

  • Speed:  If he eats slowly like he is savoring the meal, then this is likely a quality he will take into the bedroom.  Most women like for a man to take his time and enjoy her body….the way her body melts against his like butter…that first moment when her flavor hits his tongue. 
  • Agility:  When a man handles a glass or a fork, I watch his hands.  If his moments are confident and sure, it shows finesse in his sex life.  Especially if he has big strong hands!  I can practically feel those strong fingers stroking the sensitive pink skin between my thighs.
  • Fingers:  A man that is comfortable using his fingers is a man I want in my bed.  Seeing a man eat with his fingers makes me think of licking something gooey and sweet from his…..ok…ok…in my phallic way, it makes me think of other oral pleasures probably best left to after dinner privacy.  But fingers are a very nice starting point and I can’t get arrested for sucking chocolate sauce off of his finger at the table.   Not even in South Carolina!
  • Pleasure Me:  As seriously old fashioned as this sounds, I love it when a man pays attention to what I like.  For example, does he know my favorite type of wine? (Riesling)  What kind of martini I like best?  (Apple)  What my favorite type of desert includes?  (anything chocolate)  Knowing these food pleasure points gets a man a long way with me because it means he is paying attention to what I want.  This screams volumes about how he is as a lover and makes me VERY willing to please him! 
  • Adventuresome:  Whenever I hear a man say over a menu “I think I will try something different” or “I am in the mood for new,” my mind automatically spirals off into locating my fuzzy pink handcuffs as I visualize myself sliding into his lap.  I know we will fit together if he is ready to try something new to put into his mouth!  Even better, if he leans in and offers me a taste of his food—to share his experience with me—there is no recovery for me.  He is all inside my head with sexual fantasies of long nights finding new ways appease our sexual appetites.


For me, food is way more than nourishment for the body.  Food is oral satisfaction for the soul.  Quite often, when I eat with a sexy man, I find myself picking at my own food as I watch him eat.  That is really the cue that things are lighting up.  When I push the plate away and sit back to watch the sexual invitation of his every movement and actions as they speak to me sexually….tempting me to taste him for the next course.  ~~Dee

Clinton and Obama Accept Sexuality

sexuality, sex blogs, sex , erotica female, eroticaThis is about to be a rare rant of mine that will include my anger toward the political machine for attempting to manage the way women accept their sexuality and grow into sexual maturity.  You see, it has long been a passion of mine to understand why anyone, over the age of 18 years old, would consider abstinence only education anything better than the grosses of irresponsible behaviors on the part of the government.

In my area, they teach abstinence only education.  It was brought to my attention that the highest teen pregnancy rate in the state is here.  Wonder why?  It is because we are being irresponsible with the future of the teenagers.  Welcome, my friends, to Wonderland!

Problems with abstinence only education:

  • Discounts natural curiosity and hormonal changes inside a healthy human body.
  • Teaches teenagers that sexuality is wrong and something that should be suppressed at all costs.
  • Fails to educate on the many ways that sexuality can be enjoyed with responsibility.
  • Does not education young people on the sexual outlets and workings of their most prized possession….their own body!
  • Leaves them to gain information the old fashion way….gossip and locker room talk (soon….babies will be brought by the stork again!)
  • Somehow, teenagers are getting the idea that alternative forms of sex like oral or anal are not really sex because you can’t get pregnant.  (Let’s just accept PLEASE that anything starting in sexual arousal and ending in orgasm IS sex!  That includes masturbation, oral, anal, and intercourse…plus a few more things!)
  • Teenagers can get pregnant from ignorance and STDs are spreading throughout the teen communities.


I heard a speaker that supported John McCain’s candidacy say on the Bill Maher show the other night that the teachers should not have to teach sex educationParents should.  What a lovely world she lives in…I want to go there and eat double chocolate chip ice cream all day without gaining weight!  I could not believe her stupidity.

Then she followed that with the assertion that the biggest influence on teens about sex was their parents.  I was sad and speechless.  I could not even believe that she was so disillusioned.  It hurt to think of a young girl pregnant from her first sexual experience when she “did not think she could get pregnant” or ending up in a clinic with a horrible STD that might end her ability to have children later in life.

Reality check!  There are teachers who specialize in teaching sex education.  So, if regular teachers are not comfortable, then let’s get sex educators in there!  Moreover, if I had to learn sex education from my parents….right…in a Catholic state!  Who would have taught them? 

What I am trying to say is lets all remember what it was like to be 15 years old.  How new sexuality was and how much pressure there was to “do it.”  What it was like to make stupid decisions because you did not know any better and you thought nothing bad ever happened to you. 

Please….I beg all who enter this space.  Find out what your candidates think about the issue of sexualityHere is one astounding article!  There are more all over the web.

Even if you don’t have children….remember, these are the adults of the next generation.  Don’t let someone put their sexuality in a cage before they even get the chance to try it out!  It is what we are struggling with now….and the cycle will repeat itself if we don’t do something about it.

There is a great difference between teaching children that sexuality should be denied and teaching them to say no with a back up of protection.  Teaching them to say no with a back up of protection is responsible on our part. Teaching them to deny their sexuality is like loading the gun and aiming it their head for the rest of their lives.  ~~Dee

Note:  This is written for a young girl named Chastity, who was 6 months pregnant and in my first class as a Student Teacher many years ago.  I don’t know where Chastity or her baby is now, but may God Bless all of the Chastity’s everywhere who our country has failed so miserably with Abstinence Only Education.