He bought the gloves for her one night after dinner. They were walking along Main Street and impulsively stopped in a thrift store, open late. They’d been talking about leather gloves. He loved them. He loved all things leather. “Can
I love the contrast here. Her lacy bra and lifting of her sweater to hid her face speaks of shyness and a wish for anonymity. But the strap-on with it’s bold-sized toy attached says otherwise. She texted the picture
I answered the door practically naked. A purple silk robe was all I had on. Well, almost all. The top of my robe was open and about half of each breast was clearly visible. That tall, surfer boy with sun-bleached hair and
My BDSM side came out last night to play in my fantasies. I was thinking about a story a young man told me. He and I never played, because he stood me up once. Second chances after getting stood
Memories from some years ago, when I was inexperienced and exploring pegging. I’d read Violet Blue’s book, “The Adventurous Couple’s Guide to Strap-On Sex”. I was pretty new at everything, new enough to buy my first harness and dildo (previous
Pegging Paradise Podcast #85 ❤ Masturbation Month continues…❤ A Memorial Day thank you to all the soldiers❤ He wants to try role reversal, she doesn’t.❤ First letter from a lesbian (!) pegger!❤ The curve of the dildo…❤ He wants her to have pleasure, too! Equipment questions.❤
Look at this woman’s body! She could probably kick the ass of a number of men…and they’d love it. She’s incredibly hot and incredibly fit. Porn star? I wouldn’t know if she was. Last night I was fantasizing about a
The view of this photo. Nice. Of course reminding me of the times I have had equally erotic views. Last night I was tired. Fell into bed and remembered I needed to have an orgasm, lest I let my readers
You readers who are not into bisexuality…you might be a little frustrated at this point. C’est la vie! The bisexual fantasies have taken hold of me and refuse to loosen their grip. That’s partly because I have recently had
Sweetness rolling around in my head last night. (In contrast to the picture!) Being held and kissed with his cock buried deep inside me, filling me up. He’s strong, safe and sweet. Concentrating on my pleasure. On top of me