Day 23 Orgasm 26
“Come here, my pet. Let me play with you.” I’d just arrived home and had come into the bedroom to changed out of my work clothes. She was positively lounging in the leather chair, sexy as hell. “Yes, Ma’am.”
“Come here, my pet. Let me play with you.” I’d just arrived home and had come into the bedroom to changed out of my work clothes. She was positively lounging in the leather chair, sexy as hell. “Yes, Ma’am.”
Sometimes, a man is so visually stunning that he makes his way into my fantasies. Joe Manganiello certainly did last night. Found this picture right before I went to bed. Wow. Just pictured bending him over the side of
Excited. Next weekend I’m headed off to an event where a large group of kinky people take over one whole wing of a hotel and enjoy the weekend doing kinky things, attending kinky classes, and generally having a hell of
Despite the somewhat fierce and lovely picture above, I wasn’t actually thinking about fucking anyone last night. I was thinking about a very old letter I read in a Penthouse. Man goes to Greece on business. Gets massage. Masseur blatantly
I still don’t understand what it is about beating a man’s ass that makes my panties wet. I know, that’s the definition of a sadist, but it continues to make me smile every time it happens. To get specific, not
I barely had time to think about anything sexy last night when I fell into bed. So tired. Packed so much into one day. After DomCon Saturday (at which, I admit, I kicked up my heels and had a few beers
I was at DomCon yesterday. A convention in Los Angeles at the airport Hilton for professional and lifestyle Dom(me)s. (I’d like to give a nod to the Hilton for their open-mindedness, for being willing to host a way kinky convention.)
So the toy I talked about a couple of days ago? Yeah. The JeJoue G-Kii. Never mind the strange name. This toy is adjustable and provides simultaneous G-spot and clitoral stimulation. The vibrational patterns are many and the intensity can
Last night the thoughts running through my head while my Hitachi was right where I wanted it to be, were predictable. I was fucking Mr. Hot Body. Actually I was alternately beating him and fucking him. He tells me that
Two of my favorite things. Your cock and my riding crop. I can tell you exactly what I love about your cock. It is magical. Your cock transforms itself (sometimes unbidden) from a sweet collection of wrinkled skin to a hard, fuckable,