Laughing Furry

11 02 2010

Try as I might, I never felt sexy as a furry bunny.

But, it was good for a laugh. 🙂

HNT #9

(See more furry bunny pictures in my LELO INA review.)


Play along with Half-Nekkid Thursday at Osbasso‘s and The Other HNT.


Sugasm #173

22 09 2009

HNT courtesy of Secrets of a Blue-Eyed Vixen.

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #174? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Dressing Room Voyeur
“I caught his gaze this time, on purpose.”

It’s Always the Quiet Ones…
“So grabbing her hips, I pulled her in for a kiss.”

Behind Closed Doors
“Others had watched, she beat me, brought me to tears, held me and then began to untie me.”

Sugasm Editor
The Mouse Drama

Editor’s Choice
Let the Rain Come

More Sugasm
Join the Sugasm

(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)

News, Reviews & Interviews
Book Review: Anal Pleasure and Health
Earth Angel podcast review – the first 100% green sex toy!
Lelo Gigi Made Me A Very Happy Girl!

Thoughts on Sex & Relationships
Dating Options 101: Whatchagot
Finally, my thoughts on marriage equality
I hate online dating period

BDSM & Fetish
Being Bendy, Beaten and Punished
Make Me Want It
Male Chastity Devices
Miss Susan, Nick B and Montreal Fetish Weekend
The One I Miss the Most
Sissy Hubby
Spanking Fake
Tuesday Night – The First Time

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
2 Pretty maids severely spanked
Aimee Addison
Deep cutting cane stripes
Hal-Nekkid Anniversary pt2
Huge wobbly buttocks
Kelly Brook in Sexy Lingerie
Sunflowers part III
Take Comfort

Sex Advice
Can a Woman Feel When a Man Ejaculates Inside Her?
How To Fuck in Public or Recession Era Hook-up Spots

Erotic Writing & Experiences
The Accidental Orgy
Blowjobs and Beautiful People
The Conclusion of the Duchess’s Adventure
Cottage Country part 1
Countdown. Confession #340
Dance the Night Away, Part 2
Darklady’s Detention Hall (an Event Report)
Flasher: Regrets
HNT: The Gift
Lessons Learned (1/2)
Red And Blue Make…
Rub Me Up The Right Way
She Deserves Better
The Succubus Wakes

Erotic Poetry
Her Warmth
Licking The Beatles


9 09 2009

My eyes fluttered open and I saw darkness. I could hear people talking on the sidewalk as they passed just 3 feet from the open window. My ears were ringing and a thin sheen of sweat covered my body. Slowly, I released my death grip on the sheets I’d clawed and grasped, having balled them up and squeezed them tight against my chest. I opened my jaw and turned my head, releasing the pillow from my teeth. It muffled my screams from passers-by as best as it could when I crested over an intense and long-lasting G-spot orgasm. Still breathing heavily, I felt his hand pull away from between my legs. My body twitched and shuddered as he withdrew the still-pulsing vibe. Rolling from my side to my back, I felt the cold leather paddle beneath me, the bed wet from my sex. My ass felt hot.

Stretching my arms above my head, I let my hands hang off the side of the bed, the metal snap connectors jangling and straining against the D-rings of the heavy leather cuffs. My breathing slowed and I let out a long, slow exhale while I stretched my legs up the wall and crossed my ankles. I felt his warm hand travel the length of my leg, across my hip and come to a rest on my right breast, kneading it and gently tugging at the nipple. I moaned and arched into his touch. He shifted and came in close to my ear whispering, “You’re such a good little fuck toy. But, it’s time you got back to work.” He pulled the blindfold up and over my head, leaving me squinting, as the mid-afternoon sun washed over our bed.

HNT-8 Glow

HNT #8

(Thanks to Vixen and Sugasm for  including this post in Sugasm #173)


Play along with Half-Nekkid Thursday at Osbasso‘s and The Other HNT.


27 05 2009

It took me a while to ask to be spanked, and I instantly loved it. Not being a pain slut, I wasn’t quite sure where this yearning came from, but in the spirit of experimentation, I went with it. The first spanking had me writhing with pleasure. Since then, his technique has improved along with my pain tolerance.

Now, his spankings are a thing to be savored. I love the feel of his bare hand coming down on my ass with a whack! and the smooth caresses that he interjects. His game is to keep me guessing, varying intensities and occasionally faking me out, to catch me off guard. The sting and heat he imparts makes me want to give myself over completely, trembling and wet, begging for his touch.


HNT #7

Thanks to Diva for selecting this HNT as part of Friday Foto Fiesta on The Best Sex Bloggers.

At Your Service

30 04 2009

I stand before you devoted to being in your service. The simplest of words, the slightest touch and I melt, wanting nothing more than to give you pleasure. I am commanded by your lust and I know you will not abuse it.

It is a symbiosis. Your pleasure comes from my arousal. If I am happy serving you, then you are pleased. If I am joyous at worshiping your cock, then you are doubly pleased. You spank me to hear my pleasure moans, but never in anger.  You use my body to your satisfaction, knowing that I love to be your toy. I know that my best efforts are always rewarded. I am happily at your service.


HNT #6

(Thanks to Madeline Glass and Fleshbot for Fleshbotting this post!)

(Thanks to Vixen and Sugasm for  including this post and featuring my HNT photo in Sugasm #165.)

Powerful Submission

2 04 2009

This moment had been a long time coming. It had taken two weeks for my custom order to be created and shipped, two weeks before that deciding what I wanted, preceded by six months of BDSM exploration and many years spent not acknowledging what I had believed to be a side of me too dangerous to discover.

The plain brown box had arrived and I gingerly, nervously, excitedly removed it’s contents. I stared, agape at its beauty and power. A broad royal purple suede band encircled by a thick black leather strap, three D-rings and a gleaming lockable buckle. It was gorgeous.

This moment was mine alone. The decision was mine. The gift of submission, mine to give. The veto, mine. In this spirit, I collared myself.

Some may say that this is not true submission in the context of those who live the BDSM lifestyle. They’re right. But it’s my submission, and one gratefully accepted by my  husband who has no desire to dominate me outside of our sex life. And even then, our D/s roles are quite accommodating. If that makes us lightweights, then so be it. I won’t conform to someone else’s idea of what my relationship with my husband should be. That is for us to decide.

Make no mistake, I do love submitting to him. I give myself up completely, trusting him implicitly to push my boundaries in a way that I never feel in danger, yet still challenges me. We’re moving along this arc together, each learning. We are sharing our most intimate desires in a way that we’ve never done  before. It requires vulnerability to express those dark needs. And you’ve got to be brave to be truly vulnerable.

I put the collar on for the very first time, fingers trembling, suede soft against my skin. I pulled the strap snugly through the shiny buckle and slid the end into place. I paused for a moment to smell the delectable scent of new leather.  I could feel the blood coursing through my body, feel my heart pounding, feel myself becoming wet with the new sensation of constriction. My skin erupted in goosebumps and my nipples hardened as I fingered the D-rings and centered the collar on my neck. It was time to look in the mirror and face the decision I had made, to see the physical evidence of the new direction I was taking. We were taking together.

My gift of submission is powerful.


HNT #5

(Thanks to Madeline Glass and Fleshbot for Fleshbotting this post!)

Devouring Spring

19 03 2009









HNT #4

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