I want to be a cougar but I don't think I have enough money or spandex mini-dresses.

I do all my best thinking in the shower. Maybe it's the sound or the heat of the water, I'm not sure. There's a certain clarity I feel when I'm in that naked, vulnerable place.

I realized tonight, as I was getting soapy and clean, that in creating this blog, I am taking all of my secrets --all of the things I hide from the people close to me-- and putting them out in the most public way possible. I'm taking all of the desires that I hide from the general population and exposing them on the internet. Perhaps, instead, I should see a therapist, yes?

Let me give you an example: I love attention from younger men. I suspect it has something to do with gaining a sense of power over men in a society that tries relentlessly to keep women inferior. But I can't be sure. I just know that a tall, lanky 23-year-old will always turn my head and it's not long before I have them naked and sweating. I love the look on their face when I do something they've never experienced before. Usually they take it as a challenge to find new ways to pleasure me, in return. That, my friends, is what we call a Win-Win Situation. Hashtag that sucker if you want.

I'm a big fan of Dan Savage, a relationship-advice columnist and has a Podcast called, Savage Love. (If you have not read or heard of him, leave this page right now and go here !! Then come back. I'll wait.) He has popularized numerous neologisms, including the "campsite rule". He compares being with a younger person romantically as visiting a campsite. Leave them at least as healthy as they were when you got there. No STIs, no pregnancies, no depression.

I've had one-night-trists as well as long-term relationships with men significantly younger than myself. I hope that I've taught them well. My goal is to end with them happier, more confident and sexually knowledgeable than when I started. I asked one of my Ex-Boyfriends of Significant Age Difference what he liked best about our relationship. "You taught me what to do with a vagina." Indeed I did. I feel a little guilty that I have to giggle when I think about the first time he went down on me. However, I am far from subtle. In fact, I am like an air traffic controller; waving him to the left and a then little further to the right. He was an attentive student to say the very, very least. So to all of his future sexual partners I say: You're welcome.

Now I'm in the mood for some teacher-student role play. How 'bout you?

xo
Daisy

Tonight I took off my clothes and photographed it for you. You're welcome.

I don't have anyone around tonight to watch me strip, so I took some photos. These undies are for sale. Just let me know what you want me to do in them and I promise to fill them with the most delicious juices you've ever had the pleasure of smelling.

A little sneak peak.

Off with the jammie pants.

And here's a few more so you get a better idea of what you're in for with these.

Upskirt? Don't mind if I do.

Send me a message and let me know what I can do for you.

xo
Daisy

Sexting is my new hobby. What? You thought I collected stamps?

I can't seem to find the time to have as much sex as I'd like to so in lieu of smashing, I've taken up sexting. Some people like tennis. I say to each their own. It's supah fun and I don't have to leave my house or buy some expensive uniform. Knowing that my words are stroke fuel is stupid hot. I have a handful (tee hee) of guys that I call upon for this. My Rolodicks, if you will. But it's hard (tee hee v2.0) to find new ways to describe what I want to do to someone. I like to keep things spicy. Someties that just means adding people to the Rolodicks and seeing new reactions to old material.

Last night I was scrolling through my Facebook feed and saw a photo of a friend of mine post-workout. I jokingly commented that he should take his shirt off and whaddaya know? He sent me a topless photo.

Let me just stop and explain that this friend is not only 10 years younger than me, but in a long-term, very serious, committed relationship. Needless to say, my panties were instantly wet. Younger guys? Yes, please. Not to mention the danger-factor involved with hooking up with someone attached. (I am not as ethical as some might think.)

I asked him to take a few steps back and take another so that I can see all of him. He did. I love when they're obedient. Oh, if I could have jumped through the phone into his bedroom.

Here's the interesting part: it turns out that this friend of mine likes to photograph and take video of girls giving him a blow job. Obviously, I asked for proof. I am the owner of photos of his girlfriend sucking his dick. All hidden in my password protected safe app, of course. Now, I don't mean to be crude (yes I do) but the boy has a huge dick. I don't even know if I could get it all in my mouth. His girlfriend can't. He can't even get it all the way inside her. Poor girl. I am always up for a challenge.

Within a few minutes I get a couple photos of just his dick. Easily 9-10". FUN!! Probably in my top 3 biggest dicks I've sucked or fucked. Goddamn. Thinking about it right now is getting me wet. I told him I want it. All I could think about was getting his dick in my mouth. All I can think about now is sucking his dick.

"Oh, yeah?" he texts. "What would you do if I walked in your door?"

Just imagine my mouth.

On your neck and shoulders and chest. Stomach.

Hips and thigh. A little bite.

Now I'm close enough that you can feel my breathe on your dick.

I'd have to start slow with you. Pace myself.

I'd take my tongue and run it along your shaft. Up. To the tip.

Twirl around your head. Suck a little. Lightly.

Run my tongue back down the side.

Cup your balls in my hand and gently squeeze.

Then slowly lower my mouth around. And down.

Little by little. Stopping every so often to squeeze my mouth tighter around your big dick.

Then I'd open wide and take you all in. Get your dick all the way down my throat so I can fuck you with my mouth.

Slide up and down your cock until I can't take it. I have to have you inside me.

Do you want me on top? So you can see me moving up and down on you?

I'll get on top and move myself over you so you can dip your head into my hole.

Then more. Balls deep. Fuck. You feel so good inside me.

Put your hands on my hips. Move me up and down. Watch my tits bouncing in your face.

Then turn me over and get on top of me.

I'll wrap my legs around you and pull you deeper inside of me.

I want to feel you buried deep in my pussy. Long, deep strokes while I squeeze myself tight around you.

Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Not like those little girls who can't take a dick. Crash your cock into my wet pussy.

Split me in two. Feels so fucking good.

I'm gonna cum all over your massive cock. Get my pussy juices all over. Feel me throbbing around you.

Oh, fuck right there. Fuck I'm cuming.

Now.

Fuck yes.

I want you back in my mouth. Eyes wide open, looking up at you while your big dick glides into my throat.

Cum in my mouth. I want to drink every drop.


And he did. Hopefully next time in person.


xo
Daisy