1. Would you rather get a spanking in front of your family or do a striptease at your workplace? Oh no, the impossible question! I did get my boobs out at work once, and I fucked myself in my office along with completing stretching tasks at one of the projects I facilitated. Just naming a... Continue Reading →
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I could see it the first time I looked at her face. She didn't love him, she didn't love anyone but herself. Not that I could say anything. Leaning on my stone toadstool clutching the flowers that would never wither. He had stopped to look at me, I had tried with all my might to... Continue Reading →
The first sprinkling of freckles appears with the cherry blossom on the trees. That's the beauty of my skin, it displays natures kisses proudly for the world to see. It won't be long before I'm bound and naked in my happiest of places once more. Click the lips to see what everyone else is up... Continue Reading →
Don't forget that maybe you are the lighthouse in someone else's storm. This week's boobday also ticks off another location for the scavenger hunt, and falls nicely with the letter L for Aprils A to Z blogging challenge. L is for Lighthouse was first published on A Leap of Faith.
As we move through the world, we present a certain image of ourselves. There are the bits of our personalities, our relationships, our lives that we are happy to share openly, other parts that we share only with our most intimate acquaintances, and some bits that we keep almost entirely to ourselves. As sex-bloggers, we... Continue Reading →
Late last spring I was fitted for a bra for the first time since my teens. As soon as I knew I had a size I quickly fell in love with lingerie and soon acquired a variety of lovely underwear. The black bra I'm wearing in this picture is the first purchase, the one I made off... Continue Reading →
1. Did leave your last love for some one else or no one else? I haven't ever left a lover for someone else. Unless you count me leaving P for myself and my children... If I have ended a love affair it has been for a reason between myself and the other person involved, either... Continue Reading →
Stop is not a word I ever want to say during a scene, but having the ability to communicate that need is vital for me. I have been in a number of sticky situations where I haven't negotiated carefully, and safewords have been an unknown. In those cases I was always left unfulfilled. I had... Continue Reading →
And she can conquer the world. Give a girl the right shoes... was first published on A Leap of Faith.
Friable: (adj.) easily broken into pieces or reduced to nothing. When I was 14 I had a grumbling appendix. The doctors wouldn't remove it because they didn't see it as an emergency, but they wouldn't let me do sports, just in case I sustained a blow and became an urgent case. While I waited for... Continue Reading →
From one thing, know ten thousand things. Ok, so Eroticon is my one thing, and my brain has been filled with ten thousand other things. When I found this quote for my title I initially intended it as a tongue in cheek reference to how full my brain is following the conference. However, in an effort to narrow it down to the top ten things I learnt, it has become clear that I wasn't far off. No matter, I shall break it down as best I can.
There is something that I find really puzzling. Something we will all do at some point, or so I'm told. Dating! I'm a 36-year-old woman and, as far as I can work out, I've been on 5 dates. Actual, official, proper dates. Meets and socials, easy peasy. I've done those by the (cough-cough) dozen... But... Continue Reading →
My brain was screaming loudly, though my mouth remained clamped shut. Silent. Staring at the blank screen in front of me I had been counting down the hours until my deadline. That had now passed, words for the extension request almost failing me too. It was the worst case of block I have ever experienced... Continue Reading →
Balls are one of my favourite parts of a man! There, I said it. They aren't quite as much of a turn on as strong forearms when you wrap them around me when I am feeling fragile and vulnerable, or send me into reverie like your hands do over a cup of coffee, and they... Continue Reading →