“Oooohh ahhh” The moans escaped his throat in a ragged jumble of sounds. I watched him arch his back in the air, lifting his thin frame above the mattress as my nails dug deeper into his flesh, the white tips of them disappearing into his stomach. We had been like this for what seemed like … [Tell me more…]
Some guys like a finger in the ass…some don’t. I’ve learned over the years never and I mean NEVER assume…it makes an ass…well never mind that pun is too easy. But seriously, sometimes girls want to put things (mostly a finger or three) in a guy’s ass. Is it just me or are men generally … [Tell me more…]
I always seem to find the perfect guy…when I’m already in a relationship. Being the good person that I am I don’t cheat. No. I’ve never cheated. I’ve been cheated on but have never cheated. Instead I resort to the agonizing internal self-infliction—the “What if” game. What if I were single?What if I got drunk … [Tell me more…]
I love kink but I’m not in love with kink…not anymore at least. I’m sure that feeling will come back in time but for now, I just feel sort of “meh” about the whole thing. My friends on the other hand—well that’s a different story. I’ve noticed that when I meet people who were recently … [Tell me more…]
When do you get rest and relaxation in the scene when you’re searching for someone? As a dominant I often hold my breath after meeting someone new and taking them into my life. I never know if it will work out, what struggles we’ll encounter, or how we’ll actually mesh up together once we bring … [Tell me more…]
It’s only been a short time but Mr. Dickless and I have already had a few bumps in the road. However, we’re starting to stand on two good feet again. This week we dined out together and he invited me back to his place. Always a good sign in my book. It was there that … [Tell me more…]
His name is Mr. Dickless and I’m making him my bitch. It started out like most Craigslist ads—I was searching for something generally specific but it was that which I knew I would never really find. Slews of replies came in before the ad was flagged for removal but his was the one that caught … [Tell me more…]
I am a keyholder. I like keys. I have always enjoyed the mysterious quality, potential and history that they hold. As a child I searched for keys with tenacity and hid them away in a wooden box with fading gold trim. I had received the box from an old relative. When I was with my … [Tell me more…]
I knew what he wanted but I wouldn’t give it to him. He carefully placed his hand under my blanket now, rubbing just the underside of my cheeks as I lay face down. I lazily but rhythmically stroked his bare cock with my left hand, making sure to take care when nearing the head—his favorite … [Tell me more…]