My husband leaves for work before me normally. Today, whilst I was still half asleep, he took my hands to my pussy and told me to masturbate. He made me promise not to be half hearted when he left; for once, I actually listened. I found myself really getting into it, rolling onto my front, presenting my ass in the air. I feel so vulnerable with my lips exposed to the air. I found myself desiring to be filled…if only he was still there with me. So into the toybox and out came the bag of silicone. I didn’t find what I was looking for but pulled out my red heart wirly girly…
As it warmed up inside me, I dreamt about the night I’m going to have later…
My husband nearly fisted me last night. It both scares me and enthralls me and sends me crazy.
(via pornart)
I may not be a furry but this is hot as fuck
I love shoes! It doesn’t matter if I can’t walk in them, right?
I love uniforms…playing dress up is so much fun and the added high from well fitted jackets and authority…mmmmm!
I love rope!
I enter subspace really easily when I’m tied up good and proper. It’s an odd feeling and hard to describe but I love it. Very different from pain endorphins.
One of the things I love the most is sensory deprevation, especially being blindfolded. There’s just something in that anticipation of what’s going to happen to you, not being able to see…your hearing perks up and you start to second guess those little noises around you. Was that the click of a lighter? Will I feel the drip of hot wax hitting my bare skin? What about the clank of his belt hitting the floor…will I be feeling his hard cock slam right into me or is he just going to use me and come all over me?
Combine this with gags and restraints and I am completely yours.
Our box of tricks is very exciting. It’s gotten rather full over the last few years and I even forget what’s in there now and then. To some people, it may seem pretty tame but to others, it’d scare them to death. A glimpse into it will tell you quite a lot about who I am though…a set of leather restraints, a bag of latex clothing, many pairs of handcuffs, multiple whips, paddles etc, various silicone dildos, a selection of vibrators ranging from cheap to bloody expensive, candles, needles, rope, gags, blindfolds…you get the picture. I like quality and the feel of different materials. I also like to know what I’m doing…my collection of informative books is pretty large. Everything I do is safe and within my limits. But what’s most surprising to most people is that I’m usually the one who submits. To lots of people, I look like the domineering type and I can do it but in the rate place, with the right person, the right touch, I will be on my knees, begging to be treated badly.
Uniform and smoking…two of my favourite things in a photo!
I miss having lazy Sundays in bed, drifting in and out of sleep between the soft sheets, having lazy but glorious sex with my husband and eventually getting up to seek food and drink, only to come back and carry on. Vanilla in the morning, kinky in the evening; the toybox opening up and the perverted fun starting…