She wasn’t my mother, but she could have been. She was easily twice my age and to my utter delight, she had agreed to fuck me. I’d never done roleplay before, but I had had a mommy fantasy for as long as I could remember. I couldn’t believe my luck when she agreed to play along. (more…)
This is going to be a short one because I don’t have a lot of time and I wanted to put some thoughts down for Wicked Wednesday. I am because we are is the theme for this week and, as you may have guessed, I have a few things to say about this. (more…)
I was really excited when Astrid Ovalles asked me to review her movie, Road of Bygones. I have only ever really written book and sex toy reviews, so this was new for me. I hope I did it justice. (more…)
On Tuesday I had my first pole dancing class. I was really looking forward to it, but as the time drew near for me to go, I got cold feet. I had had a very busy day at work and had to walk about 20 minutes to go to the studio. I had forgotten my trainers, so had to walk there in high heels, which was a bad idea. My feet started hurting halfway there and I practically hobbled into the building. (more…)
Privacy is of the utmost importance to me. It’s not a secret that I write my blog under a pseudonym. I don’t show my face on my blog and my avatar is carefully cropped so that my son’s signature isn’t showing. I value my privacy, not only in my life as a sex blogger but also in my personal life. If you were to look me up on the internet using my legal name, you’d get lots of hits, none of which would be me. (more…)
This week’s Wicked Wednesday is the 400th edition! I can’t believe that this has been going strong for more than seven-and-a-half years, that’s amazing! A huge thank-you to Rebel for keeping this going for so long. That can’t have been easy, especially since she tweets out little snippets of all the entries each week. I’m happy if I can read more than half the entries, so I can only imagine the time and effort it takes to run Wicked Wednesday. So: thank you, Rebel!(more…)
I never used to understand people who viewed pain as pleasure. I suffered from endometriosis for about thirty years and the last thing I wanted to feel during sex was pain. I had had enough of that during my years of chronic pain. It seemed strange to willfully inflict pain on oneself (or have a loved one do it) and derive pleasure from it. (more…)
The theme for Wicked Wednesday this week is time management. I love this topic, as I am good at managing my time. I’m a very busy person, but I generally manage to fit everything I need to do into a day and still have time for myself (most days). But when I sat down to write this blog post, I didn’t really know how to explain how I manage my time. I know not everyone is as good at it as I am, but why is that? (more…)
This story is part of a series about a Dom testing his sub’s limits. You can read Part I, Part II and Part III if you want to catch up.
Sir helped me lie back down. My cunt was sore from all the cocks I had taken, but it was a good soreness. It reminded me of how well I had done. My body was humming with need though, desire flowing like molten lava through my veins. I needed relief and I was eager for the women to have their turn with me. (more…)
It is not often that I take a picture of myself that I like, let alone a sexy picture. But as part of my 365 photo challenge, I am taking a sexy selfie a day and this was one I had taken this week. I really love how relaxed I look in this picture, so I decided to share it with you all.