What's a female perv to do?

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-259172772011-04-21T20:06:04.051-07:00What's a female perv to do?Plenty of women out there have their minds permanently wallowing in the gutter, but so few of them share it with their friends. It makes a girl's perversions lonely, so I'm sharing it with everyone.pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1146950547871260202006-05-04T20:14:00.000-07:002006-05-06T14:22:27.876-07:00Curses upon curses.

I don't normally find menstruation unpleasant. It is, at its worst for me, vaguely annoying but never the trauma that some other women experience. My cramps are minimal and my flow is reasonable. I've never leaked since my first experience in junior high. So long as I don't sleep or swim with a tampon in, my uterus and I get along fine.Now, however, my uterus is the princess of timing. What

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1146717717579151132006-05-03T21:30:00.000-07:002006-05-03T21:41:57.586-07:00The condition my condition is in.

Genitalia get strange illnesses. Men get jock itch. Women get yeast infections. Both genders get urinary tract infections. Sometimes we get both at once. Welcome to my past four days.UTIs can come from odd conditions. My sister gets them when she doesn't drink enough water. A friend of mine gets them right after a pelvic exam. I have the grand luck of getting them from J's saliva when

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1146283376862621562006-04-28T20:57:00.000-07:002006-04-28T21:02:56.870-07:00I find it more twisted when I'm not getting my perv on.

Doctors' visits are fun for me. At least, they usually are. Today was an exception. I felt kind of sick and despite the fun buzzie toy, my wrists were bothering me. R has promised a weekend of massages. I'm going to take him at his word. In the meanwhile, I visited the doctor for a checkup and found that I couldn't even summon a good double entendre about the tongue depressor or the

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1146196985403616912006-04-27T20:12:00.000-07:002006-04-27T21:03:05.483-07:00Assumptions of a bisexual nature.

This is one of those rankling things. The burden of the term 'bisexual' is huge in this country. The term never should have come into being.One of my friends likes to call me a closet bisexual. She says this because I have a filthy mind, and she, like many others, can't imagine a world where sex play doesn't equal romantic inclinations. Because she knows I've played with girls, she ignores my

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1146033602285460962006-04-25T20:51:00.000-07:002006-04-25T23:40:02.310-07:00The minor things that change a lot.

After hearing of last week's struggle with wrist pain, J. decided to come over and cook for me last night. I'm never one to complain about that sort of attention. J enjoys the finer things in life. He chose some recipes out of Bon Appetit and went to town. Muenster cheese souffle, asparagus with bacon, tomato salad, and lemon ginger cake. He even brought pretty candles and set them around

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1145932350125729292006-04-24T18:29:00.000-07:002006-04-24T19:32:30.160-07:00Beware of Small Children.

I took last week off from the computer due to a bad case of carpal tunnel in my wrist, which had been aggravated by excessive masturbation. All the unsatisfied dirty heretic fantasies left me overcharged. I was so sore Tuesday morning I vowed to go buy a vibrator. I've said before that I think using a vibrator is cheating, but wrist pain is no joke.Since R. promised to make up for his absence

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1145326687831986322006-04-17T18:48:00.000-07:002006-04-17T19:18:07.840-07:00Everything means more with a soundtrack.

This weekend went pretty well. I felt a bit like a wolf in sheep's clothing, which was kinda sexy. I was thinking and feeling things they couldn't imagine, and it felt sacrilegious enough to satisfy me.I had an Easter dinner with friends, and I followed along with everything including grace. My friends know how I feel about Christianity, so they excused me from the 'Amen,' but they demanded I

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1145071694279881312006-04-14T19:58:00.000-07:002006-04-14T20:28:14.290-07:00The annoyance of having to look.

I want to take this opportunity to say I have sympathy for a lot of men. They get all sorts of shit for looking at cleavage and crotches, even if the woman has a shirt slit down to her navel. Men are expected to ignore everything shoved in their faces. I admit, leering at the goods is no fun, but to not even spare a glance? I'm glad I'm not a man, because I'd have a serious problem. If it's

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1144978730917164622006-04-13T20:03:00.000-07:002006-04-13T18:38:50.926-07:00Craving something sacrilegious.

It's Thursday, and I'm feeling a bit put out. (Yes, that pun was very much intended.) So far I have not succeeded in convincing either one of my play partners to play hooky this weekend to indulge in a festival of sucking cock for Christ's rebirthday. What's the use of being a perv if you can't do a good 'Gabriel visits Virgin Mary' roleplay on a holy day? I know, wrong day, but neither of

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1144898946599392372006-04-12T20:03:00.000-07:002006-04-12T20:29:06.606-07:00I'll start off with the sense of smell.

I'll get into this slowly, and start by talking about a topic near and dear to me. Body odor has a lot to do with people's sexual reactions, and I want to admit something about my own reaction to body odor. I get turned on by the smell of my own cunt.I really like the way I smell. I get excited easily and I'm moist most of the time, which for another girl would be an embarrassment but for me

pervgirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17885763607396323843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25917277.post-1144812342465580462006-04-11T20:20:00.000-07:002006-04-11T20:25:42.473-07:00It's a way to start out

As an introduction, I should start by saying I am a young woman with a very, very dirty mind. I don't frequently act on it, but I seem to entertain friends with how much I enjoy being completely filthy. So here's a blog where I can share with a bunch of anonymous people and get off at the oratory voyeurism.Here's to naked words.

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