A walk in the shoes of the barefoot sub
Recent explorations found me wearing a big smile at a busy spot, which was unusually quiet. Though it was one of the scavenger hunt locations which seems like it should be so easy I keep seeing graffiti at the wrong time. . Either I'm with my children, there are too many people about or I... Continue Reading →
Sex, when everything "works" is fantastic. Sadly however, even when the mind is willing, our bodies can let us down. Stress, tiredness, illness, having the cat jump on the bed as you are approaching climax (or is that one just me?) can all sometimes cause things to go awry and for the best and naughtiest... Continue Reading →
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It is funny how life experience changes us. During my marriage I was made to feel like I couldn't do or achieve anything without having P hold my hand. I now see that for what it was: him holding me back for fear that I would gain confidence and leave. For about a year after... Continue Reading →
Goodness me, have I got my bottom out in public? Anyone would think I'm an exhibitionist... Certainly, if you are a regular reader of my posts you will have seen Scavenger Hunt posts and public exposure for Boobday. I always love the buzz of getting my bits out in places where I could get caught... Continue Reading →
I was bound to relax at some point. It just took some time and effort, not to mention a little rope. The rope kisses make me happy.
It's Friday and I've just arrived in London for eroticon. Rather than get myself removed form the capital before the fun starts I thought I'd share an image from closer to home. I found myself perfectly attired to take advantage of a public map for the scavenger hunton a very public footpath... What's a girl... Continue Reading →
Sometimes a sheer body stocking and some light bondage is all you need to feel super sexy. I love what a bra does to my clothed figure, but without the covering of fabric I still feel lumpy and bumpy in an unattractive way. With weight loss comes baggy skin, a delay in the shape change. ... Continue Reading →
Photo credit: JerBear If he wanted to see me cross all he had to do was stretch out in the sunshine, erection on display in all of its glory. Since his behaviour two weeks before I had been nursing my hurt feelings, brooding. Not only had he topped me from the bottom, but he had bratted... Continue Reading →
"I've got a five-day game for you next week." My phone lit up again. This time with a list of items to gather up. Suspender belt Rope Leather My favourite sensual material A scouring sponge Tea tree oil With just one thing missing from my list I had to go shopping. Oddly it was just... Continue Reading →
Today the sun was shining and my thoughts turned to spring. The sun was shining and the sea looked so inviting as I ran along beside it. The cheeky wind reminding me that although spring is technically here, it is still in its infancy. Patience is required,though the daffodils and celendines danced in the gusting... Continue Reading →
Certain foods, drink, candle light, a certain song, a particular scent, Wednesdays; there are all kinds of things that people consider aphrodisiacs. Different people are turned on by different things, so, this week, what we want to know is: Do you have a go to aphrodisiac? What things help put you in a sexy mood?... Continue Reading →
I had a visit this week from the lovely Dr Lovelace for dinner, a catch up and some fire play. As seems to be tradition for us we both ended up topless, this time setting fire to things in my courtyard. With the sad news of Keith Flints death on Monday it seemed a fitting tribute to... Continue Reading →
Her beautiful Adonis stood at the lust-o-meter, holding the phallic grip he barely registered a clammy. To her he would always be at least smouldering. Reaching around she rubbed her hand across the familiar bulge, his meaty cock impressive even when flaccid. Sliding her hand inside his pants and squeezing his thickening shaft. "This isn't... Continue Reading →
Looking down she trailed her fingers along the parallel lines of her suspender straps. The smooth sensation of the belt gripping her soft flesh; snug but not too tight, gripping but not biting. Picking up one stocking she worked her fingers to the toes, bunching up the flimsy nylon. Rolling the fabric over her toes,... Continue Reading →
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