
Day 19 Orgasm 22
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 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,
I like being the bad girl. I love doing the fucking. I like running the fuck. I love having a man who is eager for me to fuck him. I like fucking him for a long, long time. I love the look
Okay, admittedly this photo is a bit of an indulgence. When I see men that look like this, incredibly beautiful, full lipped, sensitive and vulnerable, my dominant side is very inspired. I envision taking that young man, tying him down,
Okay – this is kind of sad, but sometimes that’s what you get. The thoughts that were running through my head were of separation and the sadness of losing something that was hard to lose. Yeah, I was thinking about
She told me to meet her in front of the restaurant. Thai food. She always chose Thai food. I saw her, already seated in a booth near the back. When I sat down next to her, she gave me a kiss.
Erotica