Christian girls love it too!

I normally find Sundays quite boring. it’s like nothing’s happening and everyone seem to be so tired and bored! Well, today has been a good day. Partly because I just received and email from my favourite blogger Miss Knees. I really adore this girl. She’s doing the sort of things I wish I could do in a way. Nothing holds me back really, except that my ideas of how relationship and sex works are fundamentally different to hers. Having an open marriage with somebody who isn’t jealous plus dating other people, kind of sounds pretty cool. You get the excitement and when you get home, love from the person you’re with. Not only do I admire her for her life style, but she seems like a genuinely nice person too!

I am a person who leads a little bit of a double life. I have my Christian friends who think I’m pure and nice and my other friends who know that I’m not, but doesn’t know that I have a faith. It’s something I don’t want to do really, split myself I mean, because I don’t see whether should be any limits as to who you are with some and who you are with others. My faith is as important to me as my sex and love and friends and everything else, so I will certainly write about it here. I am not religious and I don’t believe in doing this and not doing that’s gonna get you to heaven, but I love worshipping God and I do pray frequently. I am not into preaching the gospel though. It’s people’s own choice what they shall believe in. Oh, and I do laugh at the extreme bible thumpers on the Evangelical radio and TV channels.

I’m doing it again, excusing the fact that I have a faith! If any of my readers who are atheists have any problems, you can just quit reading my blog!

Anyway, I went for my lunch appointment with HMF, Baby G and DL, who’s HMF’s ex. We were talking about advantages and disadvantages to being a lesbian and Baby G and I really are getting on a lot better now. Still some way to go before we’ll call each other proper friend, but at least it seems to be going the right way. After that I went to church. When we do worship in Church, we usually have a funky rock band playing and we sing different songs. I am a singer. Used to have concerts when I lived back in Norway, something I really miss and I think that’s the main reason I enjoy it so much. I’m gonna try join the band. They are quite pro and I think they might have released CDs. Afterwards, I had a short praying session with a lovely Greek woman, Alexandra who prayed for me, M and that my work situation was gonna change, something it really has to do sooner rather than later. I love my colleagues, they’re great, but I need a better paid job which isn’t so far away that nearly four hours of my day are spent on travelling. Praying with Alexandra felt good. She was quite bright and didn’t even attempt to heal me, something many Christians have insisted they wanna try and something which I’m not having!

Afterwards we went to the pub where we spent the talked about dirty hot guys and imitating American self help tapes. I learned that day that other Christian girls get the horns too and that they love to masturbate and come as much as I do. It’s so great to know I am not the only one like that. What puts me off about most of my Christian friends is their purity, although it can be kind of sweet.

I don’t know what it is about me and Adam Carolla. The first time I heard his voice, I thought he was to nasal and American. Now I find myself getting off on a combination of my two new toys and his voice! I just can’t get enough of that guy!
Should really go to bed now. It seems like I’ve started to get a habit of blogging at night.

/G-twister

I am feeling very restless, I’ve just been walking around tidying stuff in my flat all day without really being able to consentrate on anything, while chatting to my friends on msn.

I decided however, to try out the G-twister, the only toy I bought at Erotica which I haven’t tried yet. I was surprised I was even thinking about sex, but if nothing else, it was something I could pass the time with.

This toy is just amazing! Thanks so much to HMF for recommending it. I gave myself all the time I needed, because I have never really been patient enough to give myself a vaginal orgasm. I’m going to have to do something about that after having had one of my best orgasms without a partner ever with that G-twister.

Of course I was thinking about M while using it. How he made me crazy with his tongue circling my clit and one finger inside me to hit my g-spot while moaning how much he loves me into my vagina. I was imagining that best time we made love over and over again. He had just arrived from the bus stop and it was late in the evening. As usual we went crazy over each other when we met and it didn’t take very long before close where off and he had started fingering me. When I came, I straddled him and he started fucking me while I covered his face and lips with passionate kisses. Then, after a while he sat up and we heard a sound from the bed as if it would crack, so he stood up instead. He was still inside me as I wrapped my legs around his waste and my arms around his neck. Slowly he got down on the floor so that we were sitting facing each other. I still had my legs wrapped around him, and he penetrated me vigarously. “We’re one person.” he said between gasps of pleasure. “I know,”I gasped back.

Still fucking me, he layed me down on the floor and put all his weight on top of me. He was close to coming now as was I. The carpet felt rough under me, but the friction just added to the whole experience. As we both came together, my back arched up towards him. We moaned each others name and I love you! We didn’t remain on the floor. we were both starving, plus it wasn’t too comfortable. As I got up, he pulled me into a tight embrace and kissed me passionately on the lips, tongue playing inside my mouth.
Ok, I’ve got to go. I don’t really feel any better emotionally, I don’t understand how it can be over so quickly!! Surely it’s not happening! I refuse to believe it! Hopefully dinner with HB and Miss C will take my mind off it for aa while. “Dear God, please don’t let HB talk about sex all the time.” Ok, that’s praying for a miracle and we all know miracles don’t happen very often.