Day 14 Orgasm 17
Mother’s Day. A day somehow at odds with sexy stuff, in my mind. I mean, I could picture a man lovingly fucking his wife, the mother of his children, on Mother’s Day after all the breakfast in bed stuff and
Mother’s Day. A day somehow at odds with sexy stuff, in my mind. I mean, I could picture a man lovingly fucking his wife, the mother of his children, on Mother’s Day after all the breakfast in bed stuff and
Sunny day today. I went for a long walk on the beach with a girlfriend at sunset. I am so blessed to live where I do. Thank you, world! ♥ We only had a few hours. He’d left his barracks
When I write erotica, I’m sure some of you wonder how much of it is true. Is this my story, or fictional? Like any good writer, I pull parts of my stories from all over the place. Part may have
Well, well. During Masturbation Month you get a bit more of an inside view into Ruby’s life. Yummy man? The very man I was so looking forward to playing with today? The one I have been actually getting off
Last night before I faded off to slumber land, I had quite a nice session with a toy I have grown to really enjoy. The G-Kii, made by Je Joue. This toy has a vibe motor on both ends, and
Last night, I got all of my things ready for self-pleasuring – vibrating toy, lube, and towel – and crawled into bed, promptly going right to sleep. I’ve worked out at the gym the last couple of days. Sleep
Yesterday while I was searching for pictures of masturbation to use in my daily posts, I realized something. I felt drawn to the perfect-bodied model type pics, photos that depicted society’s warped vision of what ‘beautiful’ or ‘hot’ is. I
I had a marvelous dream this morning as I was on the edge of wakefulness. This man was cooking with me, in my kitchen. We were getting to know each other. He was a bright light, delightful to be around,
So many things to be grateful for. Not just this day but every day. Where I live. People travel to where I live for their vacations! The ocean is close. The mountains are close. I can see the stars at
Touch has always been very important to me. I have such fond memories of cuddling with my mom when I was still young enough to mostly fit in her lap. My mom was a big woman, soft and comfortable to
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