tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84012853223384339222024-03-13T05:16:01.400+02:00Johanna's StuffStuff about things that are on my mind. Or things that happen to me. Or things that interest me.
Depends on how I feel ;)Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-8395111231472019702021-12-03T09:44:00.003+02:002021-12-03T09:44:13.617+02:00Google's 2FA may kill my blog<h2 style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Hi!</span></h2><p>It's been painfully long since I've had the chance of dressing up properly. The last time was over two years ago now and I made such a cummy mess on my corset that I had to get rid of it đThe next time I had a chance to do anything at all was this Autumn and I bought myself a couple of pairs of lace thongs, black and white. Red is something that is almost impossible to find in a store, or a store I could get to conveniently and in secret.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCXyGgCE_Ic/YanKpy1sSeI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/tup0-h0S53cH7sJr6CoUUsPk2MFZ43q6QCNcBGAsYHQ/s920/09_valkoisessa.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="920" data-original-width="800" height="400" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCXyGgCE_Ic/YanKpy1sSeI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/tup0-h0S53cH7sJr6CoUUsPk2MFZ43q6QCNcBGAsYHQ/w348-h400/09_valkoisessa.png" width="348" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Being a closeted crossdresser during this neverending "work from home" mode is not good for my fun times. I definitely don't want to get caught.</p><h2 style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">MFA</span></h2><p>So, the title that I didn't even refer to yet. Should Google enforce the 2FA on me and my accounts, I may end up being completely and totally locked out of Johanna's emails and therefore, this blog. And if shit really hits the fan, any of the services I have used may lock me out if they ever decide they want me to confirm any logging in - or changing passwords - by emailed codes.</p><p>So, if I disappear, I will not have disappeared for real but forced to recreate some identities online. Which, in this supposedly anonymous CD life of mine means no one will know me because of the tightly compartmentalized online life I've led đ</p>Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-34304253877414140642020-04-10T17:22:00.000+03:002020-04-10T17:22:10.259+03:00PostponementI was talking with a gurl somewhat Northward from here. I mean, I've talked with her for ages, but this time we were <i>talking</i>. We were planning to meet in a hotel she was to stay a night during her work trip. As we talked our meeting was to be the next week's Tuesday or Wednesday - before dawn<br />
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That timing sounds sick because it <i>is</i> sick, but sometimes you have to sacrifice things to get other things. Here I'd gone with my lingerie, we'd played some, gone our separate ways and talked much more afterward. Convenience, you know.<br />
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But then came this stupid isolation and I was sent to do remote work and all her work traveling was also cancelled just a day or two later. At the last fucking minute, almost. Complaining about it took me a few weeks of suffering..<br />
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My desire was and is to worship her clit. Hers to get fucked. I believe we could've gotten these covered in that quick early-morning meeting of sissies. It wouldn't be the perfect, lingerieful one but much better than nothing <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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<br />Johanna Lahtihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09242685193704075352noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-68318738872106844682020-04-06T11:52:00.003+03:002020-04-06T11:52:57.411+03:00My slutty red set has been wonderful<h2>
<span style="color: red;"><3</span> <span style="color: #3d85c6;">Redness</span> <span style="color: red;"><3</span></h2>
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My only issue with the set I ordered so long ago now, was the stockings were short - or my legs half a meter too long - and did not attach at all to the corset. So I bought a pair of red thigh-high fishnets instead. Gorgeous things!<br />
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I haven't gotten quite as much of mileage out of this set and my toys as I'd love to but that's a closeted sissy's life for you :(</div>
Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-20324906911905654762019-05-21T08:37:00.000+03:002019-05-21T08:37:09.398+03:00So I ordered some lingerie<h2>
<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Lingerie</span></h2>
I love buying my lingerie in person. Only once I've gone to an actual clothes shop and bought two pairs of g-strings, one pair still remains in use, the other got so cummy that I had to throw it away... Another time I ordered from a Finnish sex shop online, because they had a lovely selection, even though I couldn't be perfectly sure of the fit.<br />
<br />All the other times I've gone to a porn shop, wandered around in evergrowing lust, which is, as we all know, incredibly dangerous to your bank balance! Funnily enough the porn shops in the centre of Helsinki are few in numbers and even worse in their lingerie selection as far as my very personal taste is concerned.<br />
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That forced me to try something else out. Something that had a potential of incredible variety of selection, with a varying set of attributes I could filter stuff out, like "colour" and "size: XL" as I'm not a small girl, especially in women's sizes <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">XD</span> I guess you all know where I went - Amazon. The sheer amount of redness made my head spin and I had the typical problem: so much that I wanted, so little I could safely hide. Instead of maxing out my credit card I opted for a single set of hotness.<br />
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Red corset with garter belt and a thong and thigh-high socks. Simply amazing! I just cannot make it look as sexy as this blonde model here... but that's all right by me, I'm not doing this for anyone else's pleasure but my own. Though I am dying to show it off to some fellow sissies...<br />
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The thought of taking off my outer layer of stupid, useless male clothing, revealing <i><span style="color: #990000;">Johanna</span></i> underneath, is just so hot that I get an instant hard-on. Right now I just don't have anyone to show it to live. Or I could, technically, but I'm me so it's not that easy and simple <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span>Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-65707311029061575662019-05-13T08:21:00.000+03:002019-05-13T08:21:22.030+03:00Girlily chatting and my endless cock craving<h2>
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Yeah, I've been using kik for a good while now. A bit over 600 days right now to be more but not too exact. There's a few girls I chat with somewhat often, exchanging pics and clips. My issue is that my lingerie collection is severely limited at the moment, all I have is a single pair of thongs (black). But that's how it is, my intention is to get some proper lingerie even though the time I have for wearing that - not to mention playing in it - is a huuuuuge issue. But not impossible <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:)</span><br />
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No one's been to be met lately. Either people live fucking far away or there's something else blocking. I know I'm also pretty cautious with this shit, but I... really... want cock again. <i>Girlcock</i>. Wrapped in a thong, with other lingerie. As I've said before, men as men don't interest me at all, I crave transvestites or transsexuals. I want to play with others like me. Foolishly I thought that I'd maybe find someone in Kik but that's not as easy as it sounds, as usual... Just like everywhere else in the internets.<br />
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What I'd give to be able to share a shecock with a girlfriend? We'd all be dressed up so sluttily your head'd explode and we'd be all cum-covered in no time <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span> Ah, that is what I want and need to do one day.<br />
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<br />Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-41616696958579479662019-02-04T11:32:00.000+02:002019-02-04T11:32:11.251+02:00Another fresh-ish year<h2>
<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Febtober!</span></h2>
It's been a long, long while since I've posted anything fun. As the pic below states, I'd really love to do a threesome but unlike the caption insists, I'd go for two other crossdressers <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span> You all know me, so being the middle beam of the Eiffel tower would suit me fine, but first and foremost I would want to be the cocksucker.<br />
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One of my awesomest fantasies is to share a shecock with another girl. Imagine the hotness... everyone in their sluttiest, whoriest lingerie, cocks and balls shaved clean, hard as they get. Tongues swirling everywhere. Mmmmmmmmm.... yessssss.....Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-46270785431464258192018-11-06T16:10:00.002+02:002018-11-06T16:10:41.083+02:00The neverending autobanning saga goes on but now in TwitterHi, dear readers! I guess someone may remember my older rants about google plus bannings and shit of that sort? Well, here's a new case but this time in the tweetybird microblogging service! I just posted a slightly annoyed text post in tumblr, which I just decided to c/p here for your enjoyment.<br />
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I'm sorry this isn't a naughty post and it has not a single naughty pic, either. I'll improve on that side soon, I promise to do that :)<br />
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<i style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Siiiiiiigghhhhhhhh</i><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; outline: none 0px;" />I was setting up a twitter account earlier today. All I got to do was to post something like âGood morning, everyoneâ and some other simple thing. Followed a user I wanted to chat with, while doing that clicked âshowâ on a bunch of their posts that were automagically hidden for being #nsfw. Finally I searched for Bailey Jay, remembering she had an official twitty acct.<br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; outline: none 0px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; outline: none 0px;" />Being at work I did something else for a short while, then came back to that tab. What greeted me was a âyou have been locked because you act like a botâ or some horseshit like that. All I could do after that was to fill a captcha and give a cell number for verification purposes. Fuck that shit. I hadnât added a profile pic / background pic that was infringing on anyoneâs copyright, as I didnât get to do that XD<br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; outline: none 0px;" /><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; outline: none 0px;" />They donât require a phone number to sign up. So Iâm not going to give it now, itâs not something I feel twirper or any other social media company should have, as far as I can have my say - I know I canât prevent some well-intentioning idiot sharing their phonebooks with everyone they encounter.</div>
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So, all in all: two text posts, a follow and five minutes of idling is apparently â<i style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">automated behaviour</i>â and worth kind of blackmailing for phone numbers - thatâs what I liken this â<i style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; outline: none 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">we keep your Social Media thing under locks until you give this fucking important personal piece of information about yourself that you supposedly werenât going to be asked for</i>â crap as a fucking stupid and weak approach at exhortation. Itâd be worse if they did this fuckery after I had actually gotten into the damn shit and maybe even relied on it somehow, being practically unable to let it go. Luckily I donât actually invest myself into social media so if they start demanding shit I donât want to give to them, I just tell them to fuck right off :D<br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; outline: none 0px;" /></div>
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Still, itâs fucking annoying. And thatâs why Iâm complaining here. Itâs just as idiotic as Google+ autobanning based on shit it had pulled from another Google/Alphabet service (blogger). Yes, I know, I use NSFW shit in the blog but not in g+ after multiple autoflagging bans. One day they decided that all my google account folders were open and available on G+, and as the blogger folder was full of porn and shit like that, it caused an autoban. Just because they changed something of theirs. And adult content is ok in blogger, anyway, so the inconcistency is incredible.</div>
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Fuck these companies and their shit :D If I disappear from Tumblr one day you all know itâs because of something braindead like this - yet again :D</div>
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Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-61619703639317206502018-02-23T08:03:00.001+02:002018-02-23T08:03:35.223+02:00A six-month abscence<h2>
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Anyone who's been in contact with me over the years knows how I'm available. Randomly and at semirandom hours. That's normal, I guess, with work and time spent as my male self. All of us cds have to balance with these things <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span><br />
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I got a new job last year. One of the biggest and weirdest things is that this new job occasionally takes me to places for short stints. This upcoming stint isn't the first one but it's deffo the longest so far. Six motherfucking months. Abroad.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">So what?</span></h2>
So... yeah. I really don't know what. I can't guarantee getting online at all as myself during this period and I won't even try to take my few pieces of lingerie with me for the trip. I'm not sure what the other side offers, if there's even a slight chance of doing anything girly or am I doomed to just be a dude all the time.<br />
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I really don't know.<br />
But know this: I miss you, my dear contacts <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:<span style="color: #cc0000;">*</span></span> And I'll be back more eager to play as Johanna than in ages, for obvious reasons <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span><br />
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After the first hookup we had talked more, obviously. She wanted to get fucked, basically <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:p</span> And I wanted to be groped around, her pushing me on the bed and then lying on top of me, rubbing her hard clit against my butt. Not a rape fantasy as I'm not into that but a safe and predetermined way of feeling how it's to be overpowered. Somehow. I just wanted to know how it feels when someone's hard because of you <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> The rest was going to be made as we went</span><span style="font-family: inherit;">.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Quick shopping</span></h2>
I wanted new g-strings to replace the blacks I had been using lately. Taking the simplest route I just went to a lingerie shop, wandered around and got asked if they could help me somehow. I told what I was looking for, they didn't have exactly that colour but these are what they had and this was so and this so. In the end I got two pairs, a black and a wine red g-string.<br />
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Those felt really nice but weren't as slutty and porn-y as I desired, but still good value for money. I especially adored the way they cupped my smooth shaved balls when I had a cockring on and just plopped my hard clit out for photos or stroking <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">More lesbian playtime</span></h2>
We had our scheduling issues, as in we almost didn't get to meet when we had prepared to meet. It was a Friday, the last possible day in that timeframe. Can't recall why so anymore, but there were reasons. I prepared again by shaving my bits very carefully and lovingly. Knowing how horny I got the last time I think I should've beaten off that day or earlier on Friday to last somewhat longer, but you all know hindsight... Anyway, I was prepared to be seen girlily again!<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Long long day at work</span></h3>
Schedules dictated that we'd meet at two in the afternoon, earlier I couldn't make it (and this was already pushing it for me) and she'd need to go early (as did I). To justify my early disappearance I arrived damn early. The hours were long and kinda painful as I couldn't really concentrate on anything but the important things...<br />
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A bit before two I set out, changed to my black g-string and put one of the rings around my ballsack just because it always feels so nice ;) and it looks kinky to me :3 Just like the previous time I marched to the hotel with all the same feelings of excitement and mild panic! I kept my date up to date in kik so we'd be at the lobby without much extra waiting. That walk is, by the way, always longer than I think and I should reserve enough time.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">That hotel again</span></h2>
At the lobby we greeted, went to the lift and straight to the room again. This time I didn't pay attention to the personell and I don't think they paid attention to us, either. She told she'd need a shower and I had immediately started undressing, because I wanted to show my new g-string bulging so sexily. All I can say is that she enjoyed it - and so did I ;)<br />
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So, she went to take a quick shower and I played with the outfits. She had brought a body as I had talked about how I had always wanted to try one out. Those aren't good for lesbian dates, but more for "<i>personal enjoyment</i>", we agreed. Felt good though <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">;)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Dressing up</span></h3>
I asked for her input and she suggested the white corselet. There were, sadly, no stockings to go with it, but that wasn't a big issue. To go with that I put on blue panties that had an inviting open butt. For some reason I also put on a frilly blue microskirt that could be lifted for that much more naughty views <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span><br />
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Her outfit included blue g-string, which was what I had begged her to do, I just adore g-strings <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Playtime!</span></h3>
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As soon as we were dressed up we started fondling each other. While rubbing our panty bulges together we grouped each other's butts.<br />
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Then I dropped on my knees and started again kissing her bulge, teasing it with my lips and slipping my tongue inside for the shaft, the tip and her balls. She moaned lustily and that turned me on even more! I didn't want to waste time and released her clit for sucking and stroking <b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b>I love sucking cock <b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b> I just adore cock <b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b> Cooooock <b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Surprise buttsexxx</span></h3>
When she was even harder and hornier, I got up and rubbed my butt against her superhard clit I whispered "<i>I want to know hot it feels</i>" and meant that she'd do what we had talked about... but it didn't go <i>exactly</i> so. The hardon against my ass felt sexy but then I heard the sound of the lube bottle opening and soon after her finger entered my boypussy <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:o</span> She pushed me down on the bed, I assumed the position and waited in a kind of a scared but excited state of mind...<br />
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I felt something hot and hard against my butt. Then she pushed her clit in, it didn't quite hurt but felt strange. She settled herself lying on my back and whispered in my ear that "<i>it's all the way in now, honey</i>" and I couldn't do much more than mumble incoherently. I had lost my anal virginity <b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3 </span></b>For a while she fucked me from behind, I moaned. After a while she asked if she should pull out and I said yeah. I got up and pushed her sitting on the bed.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;">Ride like the wind</span></h2>
My idea was just so sit on her lap like a good girl and then do something, but that hard clit and her position called me in a different direction. I climbed on top of her, with her lubed clit poking at my pussy. She asked if I was sure of this and I replied that "<i>fuck yeah I am sure!</i>"<br />
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I aimed her clit on the lips of my pussy and pushed my ass down on it. Just like with a buttplug or a dildo, I impaled myself on her delicious clit <b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-weight: bold;"><3</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> When it was all in me I was moaning again in lust </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> I leaned forward, fondled her tits and started riding slowly... but increasing the speed a bit. I have to admit that I'm not used to such movements so my leg started hurting a bit and I had to reposition somewhat. That's not something you see in porn, but this was real life </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:p</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Anyway, I rode her and was somewhat noisy because it was so good. She sucked my clit and I just couldn't take something like this for long. I exhaled "<i>I'm coming</i>", she said "<i>don't cum yet</i>" but <i>"I can't stop it anymore.."</i> so she just dove in and sucked me even more furiously, I came and shot a good load of cum in her mouth! I got complimented for having a huge load of tasty cum *<b>blushes</b>*</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Well... what next? After cumming I went limp and as I've said, I typically don't get up for a second round quickly. She fucked me more, from different angles and all, so that I got fucked properly and for real :o I moaned a lot, asked "<i>gently, gently</i>" a good bunch of times while getting it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">For the record I have to say that it didn't <i>hurt</i> per se, but her clit was <i>large-feeling</i> for me. She said that I apparently wasn't used to cock at all as she's not that well hung. Not how it felt to me! </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:p</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Getting fucked didn't, this first time at least, make me crave for it or love it. It just kinda was. I was being fucked. By a <i>gurl</i> </span><b style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><3</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Being afraid of the mess of cum flowing from my pussy for hours, I asked her to stop and then I went down on her again, working against my own "<i>I'm not that horny anymore, I can't suck too well now</i>" thing and it worked </span><b style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><3</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> As I've said, I really like giving head and pretty quickly I noticed that I had got hard again <3 She appreciated that, kissed my clit lovingly and put my cockring on so that I'd also stay hard </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">With a bit more cocksucking arousing me I said I'd fuck her now if she wanted and boy, did she want it! </span><b style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><3</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> She lubed my clit and started riding me </span><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That was lovely especially as I could also suck / slurp / lick her clit periodically </span><b style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><3</b><b style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><3</b><b style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><3</b><b style="color: red; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><3</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> I had never had <i>any</i> anal before so it was a very new experience for me </span><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">More than a mouthful</span></h3>
We tried a few positions, in addition to her riding me. Somehow I didn't do all that I'd always fantasized of doing but I guess that was because I, as I keep saying, wasn't my horniest anymore.<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-32171801324071734682018-01-18T11:38:00.003+02:002018-01-22T08:02:07.877+02:00My first time with another gurlAfter that harbour-side chat I told you about the last time we slowly started working towards meeting again, but properly this time. Without prying eyes and much more intimately. I got hard just when I was writing this and remembering... <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">;)</span> teehee!<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Well planned is half ready</span></h2>
We really didn't need to plan much, just agree to a time and a place. The first idea was a simple serviceless hotel (which are, surprisingly, much used for these things in here, I've been told) but as we had to get our worktimes to match this playtime, that hotel chain wasn't ok because of their schedules. In the end she just booked a room in a hotel in or near the center of HEL on a date that suited us both. Of course I had shaved my balls and clit extra carefully the last evening for perfection <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">;)</span><br />
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Along the way to the hotel I was connected to her in kik and giving estimates for my arrival, as I was being a bit late. That's because I had changed from my awful boy underpants to my lovely black g-string so that I could reveal myself properly <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span> Hot, sexy, arousing <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">On my way</span></h3>
It was a nice summery day, I had left work a bit early. While walking I felt my hard clit straining against the g-string, the thread grinding against my boypussy so very pleasantly... I felt like I was blushing all the time, my pulse was up and well, you can maybe imagine, I was somewhat nervous. But that was in a good way. I had high hopes!<br />
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When I got to the hotel's lobby she was waiting and we just went to the lift and then to the room. My paranoia made me think that the young cleaning ladies were snickering at me but I didn't care :p The thing I had thought of doing in the lift was to show somehow the back part of my g-string in the lift already, so that she's know what I had in mind ;) Maybe I'd even grinded my butt against her crotch.. but there wasn't time for that this time. Sadly.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">In the room</span></h3>
We got in the room. Her lingerie box was waiting on the bed and she encouraged me to rummage through it, which I did very happily and excitedly <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3<3<3<3<3<3</b></span><br />
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After a while of going ooh and aaaaah with the sexy pieces of lingerie and chatting about them she asked if I could get my shoes off. I said that I'll take everything off when I start! So I went to the door and removed my t-shirt first just so my whale tail could not be ignored... then I bent deeply down to remove my shoes and socks. When I straightened up she was behind my, pressing against me and whispered lustily into my ear "<i>may I help you with the jeans?</i>" and I just went <i>mmmhmmm</i> while wrapping my hands around to grope her butt...<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Revealing</span></h3>
I was hard as fuck. She opened my jeans and pulled them down a bit. My clitty barely stayed in the caress of my g-string. She loved it and exclaimed "<i>Wwwwwow! You had prepared for me, hadn't you?</i>" and I half-whispered that "<i>I wanted to be looking sexy for you</i>".<br />
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Before I could notice she had dived in front of me and had started to blow me <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:o</span> I made some horny sounds, I know, and enjoyed immensely. Then I had to push her away and said that I want to be dressed up properly :)<br />
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I ended up wearing some wine-red stockings, garter belt, corselet, very whore-like hot-pink panties and a red dress. It looked and felt wonderful. Not to mention how hot it was to dress up while someone was watching and clearly approving <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">;)</span> She had her own set on much quicker than I did. Then we started fondling and groping each other, rubbing our bulging panties against each other <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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Quickly I said I wanted to taste her clit so she turned and went to the bed, and just when she was bending over to crawl on it, I just went behind her and did some bulge-on-boypussy grinding. She moaned lustily and said "<i>I want you inside me</i>"<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Blowjob and 69</span></h2>
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She lied on her back, legs spread for me to worship her clit. It wasn't hard yet and I enjoyed that, I wanted to make her hard just with my mouth (spoiler: I needed my hands too, the amateur I am <i>:p</i> ). I took my sweet time kissing and licking the clit through the panties, before pulling the g-string out of the way and going at the yummy, rock-hard clit for real.<br />
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My main problem is that when I've cummed, my horniness vanishes rapidly. So we took a bit of a break, just talked, fondled each other while lying on the bed and so on. She tried to get my clit going again but as I am typically a "one shot girl" it's not that easy or quick... sadly.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Cum all around!</span></h3>
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After a while, I was stroking her and started licking and sucking her clit, I was hornier again and just devoured her clit. Not long into it she told that if I keep at that she'll cum soon, which just made me redouble my efforts <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:3</span> Soon I heard her moan "<i>oh god noowwww</i>" and felt the load shoot in my mouth. And on my face. And chest. There was so much cum <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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So that was pretty much it, my first time with another girl <b><span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span></b> There were of course some awkwardnesses and "<i>how the fuck does this shit work?</i>" moments but all in all it was fucking hot <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span>Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-76919104129918622952018-01-18T11:38:00.001+02:002018-01-18T11:38:15.845+02:002017 in retrospectMy 2017 was a bit weird. Busy as fuck, as you may have guessed <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:D</span> But I also did some scary but awesome shit for the first time in my life. None of it went like in my #fantasies posts, but that's why they're fantasies and not real life, right? <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Three times a lady</span></h2>
At some point last spring or summer I got contacted by another girl by email. We exchanged a good number of mails just talking about crap, we seemed to have a lot in common. I raised my concern of not having slutty outfits nor space for them so I only had g-strings and nothing else. She said if I wanted I could borrow hers! Nice!<br />
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Then at some point she asked if I would feel like meeting in person. This was, as you may imagine, fucking scary. But I answered "yes" to my great shock <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:D</span><br />
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Then we started somehow planning on how to meet, where and when. Luckily it was summertime and I had some good slack at work so I could do a "lunch meeting". The idea was to meet in civilian clothes, acting our Clark Kent roles, not <i>real ourselves</i>. Because it was going to be a chat with the aim of seeing how the chemistry worked and if we indeed had anything in common and so on.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">The first meeting - ever</span></h3>
One early June afternoon, if I remember correctly, I set out and walked towards the meeting point. We were using kik to actually find ourselves, as we hadn't shared any face photos or anything for obvious reasons. We met, introduced ourselves (myself simply just <i>Jossu</i> which was damn hot and again, scary). She drove us somewhat further away and we went to sit down next to the boat harbour or piers or something, next to the water anyway.<br />
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After the slightly awkward early not-that-important chitchat we got to some more real stuff. I'm kinda ashamed to admit that I wasn't the one who first ventured into the naughty subjects... but that's how it goes sometimes. In short: we had a nice, good long chat on a nice warm summer afternoon and it felt good. I don't know if you know how weird it was to tell about all these things I write about pretty freely, but boys and girls, it was damn weird. But also arousing because I was telling something very intimate to someone who shared similar desires and fantasies.<br />
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She dropped me off just about where I was picked up, and along the way she "confessed" she was wearing. And I said that I had my black g-string on because I wanted to wear them for the occasion <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:3 </span>At the dropoff when we said goodbyes she at the last moment laid her hand on my thigh, I looked into her eyes and just smiled :)<br />
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When walking back to work I thought to myself "<i>why the fuck didn't I move her hand on my bulge? Fuck!</i>" These things happen to me a lot, sadly, not just in sexy cases but everywhere. I told about this thought of mine to her in a chat later on and she said, that she had also longed for a Touch but... there's always the next time <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">So what?</span></h3>
The real result of this was that we started planning a real meeting. A lesbian meeting. Oh yes...<br />
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And we did get to some actual stuff, but I'll write about that the next time!Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-43346817052576935932017-02-13T12:51:00.000+02:002017-02-13T12:51:06.818+02:00Another horny cumpilationYeah, I'm horny as fuck and I'm sharing a load of hot pics <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">The cumpilation</span></h2>
These first two photos... I wish I was that hot and delicious. Just look at the hard, smooth clit. Isn't it just perfect to be kissed, licked and sucked? <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span> And the girl in the second one... tied down and helpless... I'd just wear more lingerie but I'd love to be her, there, for a sissy girlfriend <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span> Perfection <span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Some desires</span></h3>
Nothing new here as everyone knows <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> But I enjoy revealing and telling this to people, I guess because it's a bit embarrassing... and a turn-on at the same time. Weird, right?<br />
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One of the things I want to do is to be fucked in my boypussy and mouth at the same time. Preferrably by sissy girlfriends because they're so fucking hot! But in a desperate moment I guess I could maybe tolerate guys as well.<br />
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Riding a bare cock <b><span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><3</span></b> Need I explain this? <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span> Cum on me <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span> I want cum on me <span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span> I need cum on me <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span> On and in <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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I'm nowhere as cute as this girl... but I'd wear a collar and kitty ears with happiness - and a tail plug before being fucked <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> By the looks of it the fucker is a girl too and that is even better <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Captions and hypno stuff</span></h3>
I love hypnos and sissy captions. I share the ones that are most true and fitting to me and my weird desires and girl-self <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span> The first one nails it: my proper place is that, sucking a dick and balls.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">And some riding</span></h3>
Yeah, I keep telling you that. I want to ride a cock. Girlcock. Bare cock.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">A fucking hot gifv</span></h2>
This I encountered in diaspora :) A cute brunette girl with cat ears stroking her clit <b style="color: red; font-family: "courier new", courier, monospace;"><3</b> Yummy... <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Droolworthiness</span></h2>
There's not much that I adore more than a sight like this... G-strings pulled tightly over smooth, sexy, delicious balls... just calling for my tongue <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> And then the string part going by the boipussy... it's so very arousing and it just makes my mouth water <b style="color: red; font-family: "courier new", courier, monospace;"><3</b> Beautiful <b style="color: red; font-family: "courier new", courier, monospace;"><3</b><br />
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<br />Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-68816310032120991792016-10-18T13:11:00.000+03:002016-10-18T13:11:01.069+03:00Animated pics showing my deep, horny desiresMy horniness has reached new levels again <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span> I bought new panties, cockring, fishnet stockings and a butt plug just a couple of weeks ago or so. I have enjoyed them at work a couple of times! Let's just say that bus trips are <i>interesting</i> when plugged in <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> Maybe I'll show a pic or tow later </span><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">^_^</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That said I want more and more to get to play with another girl! The only limitation is that I can only meet up and get going is at Keltainen Ruusu or US Video, or something like that. Those places are also known of their cruising areas which is quite a turnon </span><span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><3</span><br />
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<br />Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-60999725755441785642016-07-13T14:59:00.003+03:002016-07-13T14:59:47.095+03:00Pics of kissing crossdressersThis is somehow relevant to my interests <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> But as I always keep complaining I'm not nearly as hot as these girls here. Still... I wish I was one of them one day <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span><br />
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<br />Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-6314674661367668172016-06-13T13:25:00.003+03:002016-06-13T13:25:43.716+03:00The desires. The cravings. They're building up inside me again.What am I talking about? The undeniable need to dress up and play with toys, that's what. I don't think I'm able to go for a full outfit yet if ever again. But panties and something else to go with them at least. Some sort of minimum set for girlplay... I need that. I love it and I require it <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><3</span> That's who I am and you all know it just as well as I do!<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">I am fucking horny</span></h2>
And I guess I lost my mind in my horny haze and ended up doing something I have never done this publically: posting a frontal photo of myself.<br /><br />
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There. Now you have seen me in all my glory. That turns me on. I want to dress up like that again and insert that red diamond plug in my butt. And to show myself to someon, live.<br />
<br />This is madness. And it feels sexy. Hot. Arousing.<br />
Most of all I want to feel another gurl's mouth traveling around my body and her bulging panties pressing my face. That's what I crave right now. Nothing more. And still it's so fucking impossible to obtain.<br />
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Especially as I have purged everything. Again. Once again. I hate this. But I cannot help it.<br />
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I am so <i>fucking</i> horny.Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-75969999975905209572016-02-02T13:38:00.000+02:002016-02-02T13:38:05.342+02:00Real-life meeting thoughtsIt could be doable - even for me - to arrange a meeting with a fellow crossdresser, just a meeting. Going for a coffee with no naughty plans or anything. Of course anything could happen, but still, that's not the point with this kind of a meeting. These're supposed to be a "let's chat in real life and see if we hit off" kind of a thing.<br />
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That may sound boring to anyone else, but do imagine this from my viewpoint.<br />
You'd meet someone who you <i>know</i> to be a fellow crossdresser - and that the other one <b>knows </b>exactly <i>what</i> you are too. You have talked about your fantasies, fetishes and desires. Your favourite pornstars, clips, types of lingerie, sex toys and masturbation habits. Of sucking cock, all that girly talk at least I love <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">;)</span> I mean, why meet someone whom you know nothing of?<br />
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To me that alone would be <i>fucking arousing</i>.<br />
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Going for a cup of coffee in a coffee place - or for an afterwork beer in a bar, chatting about everyday-like topics. Seeing your fellow-perv and imagining him as her... in her favourite lingerie. You've seen her be slutty in photos and you can rest assured that she's most likely imagining <i>you</i> the exact same way, remembering your comments and seeing your pics in her mind's eye!<br />
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I know I'd suddendly realize that at some point and most likely blush. Or lose my usual speech pattern, stutter a bit, get totally lost or something like it. That'd tell the other one that I got seriously distracted - and in this case I don't think it'd take a genious to figure out <i>why so</i>. This in turn could lead to more inner revelations and hopefully some very obscene thoughts <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span><br />
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Of course in this example of mine the whole meetup had been agreed to be a "civilian clothes only", to avoid adding any extra pressure on the participants. But I think that even if that was agreed on, I might put on lingerie anyway. If I had any, that is.<br />
Then, if the mood was good and the other party seemed worth it, I'd sneakily show a bit of a shoulder strap... <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">;)</span><br />
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Yes, I would totally "come out" to someone that way. I know I would be about to panic but also getting very horny and lusty. The preconditions for the revelation would make sure of it, of course. I wouldn't do anything that risky for someone I wasn't feeling confident with. Common sense? Should be!<br />
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I'm <u>not</u> saying that I'd immediately jump into the first free toilet or closet to suck, be sucked, fuck or be fucked or anything. What is my point is - it is to verify my girl-self to someone in good confidence and gauge their reaction. Doing that would not be a promise of sexytimes or anything, just a show of faith in the other party.<br />
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As always this is just another case of Johanna's neverending empty talk because nothing like this will never happen. Most likely. Right now I've got zero pieces of lingerie and zero toys. Without lingerie I'm nothing, nothing but hot air and unfulfillable fantasies.<br />
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<br />Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-36807755853380625062016-01-29T13:29:00.000+02:002016-01-29T13:29:06.532+02:00January is endingI just realized that it's the end of January already. That came as a surprise because I've been so fucking busy...<br />
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No girlygurly fun. No crossdressing. No cocksucking. Nothing for Johanna, nothing at all. So far 2016 has sucked badly for me.<br />
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The photo above shows what toys I had for my glorious week. Then I had to get rid of all of it. Yeah, you read correctly: I had to purge again <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:'(</span><br />
<br />Maybe things will get better <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span> I sure hope they do <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span>Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-40592797812903949012015-12-25T00:00:00.000+02:002015-12-25T00:00:00.139+02:00Happy something!Happy whatever the hell you feel like celebrating - if you celebrate anything! I don't really mind or care this way or that, as long as I don't have to be at work over a couple of extra days <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:D</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;">A festivus for the rest of us!</span></h2>
Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-20631059597425746252015-12-16T14:04:00.003+02:002015-12-16T14:09:36.244+02:00It came and wentThings for me have been weird and not in the best way. So I've been little online lately, sorry about that <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:(</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">The famous Jossu Week</span></h2>
My week of my own came upon me like a lightning bolt and it also went the same way. I did have lots of fun, but not as much and not such fun as I had desired and tried to organize... Such is life, I guess.<br />
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I had been doing my best to contact those I thought could and maybe would get together and play a bit girlily. But I was not in such luck, no one replied at all. Then during the last days I got an invite to hook up with a girl who'd fucked my mouth happily... The place was just way too far away and the time in the late evening or early night and I just couldn't make it <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">:(</span><br />
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Had I been interested in guys I'd gotten lucky with ease or so I tell myself. I just wasn't, I wanted another girl, fuckit! Because of my more or less healthy paranoia or panic about my secret I discarded every fucking thing I had bought for that week when it was over.<br />
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Yes, I do know how much time it took and how much it had cost, I know and understand it perfectly. Still I had to do it. At least I have some obscene photos to remember it by <span style="color: red; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;"><3</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Next up? </span></h2>
I doubt I'll ever get to do anything like that anymore. It's also something I've accepted or tried to accept at least. Life's strange and its events unforeseeable, so I'll avoid using too definite terms. I'm just not trying to keep up too strong a hope and therefore protecting myself a bit from sadness and disappointment.<br />
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Something positive to wrap this annoyingly self-pitying post up: I'll go to the movies any day now and you all know what's gonna be hitting my retinas <span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">;)</span><br />
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<br />Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-73111186993530177222015-09-15T14:30:00.000+03:002015-09-15T14:30:01.341+03:00Complaining really helpedWow! Complaining seems to have helped me. Things started moving at a scary pace and now I'm facing my short freedom. I could almost hold my breath until its beginning now!<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Lingerie!</span></h2>
Of course I arranged some things, with care, so that I could pop by a couple of select boutiques over a couple of afternoons. Now I own lingerie again! Not just those black panties but a corselet, stayups and .. hm, a couple of other things. I even bought a wig from a costume shop! That doesn't make me look girly enough but that's life of a not-girly guy, right?<br />
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Once I had all my stuff (so far, mind you, I'm not done yet!) bought I managed to try them out. It was rushed and all but still, I was turned on so hard it wasn't even funny anymore. What I was could only be described horrrrrny as fuck <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><3</span> I wore my tight panties, the corselet, stay-ups and the wig. Mmmmmmh <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span><br />
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Now I just need to wait a bit so I get to enjoy all this with ample time, without any rush. And I'm gonna need some more stuff as I hinted before. Cockrings and two more toys at least. Then we're good to go for something at least. Oh, and t-porn, gigabytes of t-porn, there's no going around that requirement for good girly time <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> Maybe I'll even get a real (not a smartphone) camera handy... teeheehee <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span>Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-56217676770052339142015-08-24T15:57:00.000+03:002015-08-24T15:57:37.814+03:00Some light at the end of the tunnel<h2>
<span style="color: #3d85c6;">I hope it's not a train</span></h2>
Worn-out jokes aside, just as I got the previous post done - at long last<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-weight: bold;">*</span> - things got a bit clearer. Clearer and more positive from my point of view. Of course I still have to cross my fingers and wait, but now with much, much more hope than a few days ago <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Changes</span></h2>
As I promised, you'd get to know when I got to know, as soon as possible. I may get my week of freedom and much sooner than I had expected. We're talking a timeframe of 4-7 weeks from this day on. It's late August now so at best I'm girlying for a week in late September already! At worst in October's darkness, but girlying anyway.<br />
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In a way later might not be that bad as it'd be easier to conceal a full slut-outfit under my everyday clothes. And that I would enjoy quite a bit, quite a bit indeed. But hey, we'll see!<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">95% chance of success</span></h2>
I'm not daring enough to call anything certain yet - until the last day. But things look pretty damn good in general. So good that the schedule is the biggest issue and the if part of everything is most likely not an if anymore at all.<br />
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When I know for a fact that this is happening I'll start setting up my shopping list (in my horniness it will never be finished or even reasonably sized <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">XD</span>). And if at all possible, I'll get some things bought in advance so I don't have to rush on my first gurlday. If that's not doable, I'll live, as the most important thing is already happening at that point.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">What do I want?</span></h2>
To buy the first proper set in about four years. Then some toys to go with it. And most importantly: get some.<br />
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As I've said before, I'd <i>love </i>to get to play with another gurl. But us crossdressers are apparently a shy bunch and sometimes you hear some very positive things from someone but then they just fade away. There's not much I can do about that, so I'll just complain a bit. More, if said someone was looking yummy <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:p</span><br />
<br />When I know more about my chances I'll be able to try to get a good hold of someone for real and plan a bit :) Dunno if it's the horniness talking or if I'm feeling that sure, but I'm not being shy at all right now. I'd go and meet someone, another more or less closeted crossdresser, in full readiness to show myself in my slut's outfit <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span> Not to mention what I'd be ready to do then <span style="color: red; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b><3</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Backup options</span></h3>
In case no one's interested in me or is able to play when I could, there's always the plan B that I've also mentioned before. The gay sauna Vogue that I've already visited as my male self. Somehow that feels less scary than going to the "video area" of the Keltainen Ruusu.<br />
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That's something I've talked about with a gurlfriend. Why does a publicly and openly gay sauna feel less scary than a porn shop's fuck-corner with a mostly gay audience? We decided that because the gay sauna is just that, there's nothing left to guess, everyone knows what can go on in there even if you go there just to have a shower and enjoy sitting in the heat of the sauna.<br />
<br />But the porn shop is a different beast. It's not just for pervs and shadowy figures, normal people go there in open daylight (that fact alone may surprise some folks <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:p</span> ) and that somehow scares me. The "normal" people maybe seeing me, someone they don't know, going to the cashier's asking to get to the sublevel... when everyone knows or guesses that "that guy's gonna suck dick or something lol". Maybe I am just a tad paranoid but that's how it feels.<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b>*</b></span> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">I had written the post a couple of weeks before but I just didn't get to press the publish button *<i>blushes</i>*</span><br />
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Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-42571472060337393192015-08-18T14:58:00.000+03:002015-08-18T14:58:41.318+03:00Uh-ohMy plans are not as secure as I had thought. We'll see how things proceed, but... I fear for them. Fuck this shit already, I want certainty, not endless yes-no-maybes!<br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Playtime at work</span></h2>
Yeah, I am a naughty girl and play at work, so what? <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> Last week I enjoyed myself immensely. I came to work wearing my panties. Then, as soon as there was a nicely quiet moment, I sneaked to ring and plug myself and take photos <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> Yes, I <i>am </i>teasing or trying to tease you and not showing any pics in the blog! <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">>:)</span><br />
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Out of the eight hours I spent about six plugged in. I mostly chatted with other horny cds and cd lovers, listened to porn and all that stuff. Horny, hard and eager for cock.<br />
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Needless to say, I didn't achieve much work-related that day, but hey, we all have those days, don't we? <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">;)</span> Before I left home I went and came like the old faithful itself. That was simply beautiful. It's just a crying shame I was at work so I didn't dare to cum all over my face and body but instead did it cleanly...Johanna Rastihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14345602766294179251noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8401285322338433922.post-50754852308257028282015-06-22T13:03:00.000+03:002015-06-22T13:03:22.423+03:00Yay! Found more IodineI thought I'd share this pot of gold with you, beloved readers <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span> I also got another nickname for the lovely Iodine: <b><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Bekki</span></b>. Many of the pics here are repeats, but I want to share the full set I came across, in the name of completeness <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">:)</span><br />
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