Category Archives: kink

Fishnets on a Night Out

I met this girl, well woman, nice tits, but her legs were something else – gorgeous, slender yet shapely. They were covered by jeans that night, and as we made out in the pub car park I wanted more than anything to touch them, to caress the length of her limbs, feel the skin between her thighs. I imagined it was going to be soft and silky like satin. Continue reading Fishnets on a Night Out

Such a Dirty Bitch Deserves to be Whipped and Scratched

I found a really retro-old-fashioned, incredibly sexy dress, in a charity shop. I knew he would love it; being practically backless with a low cut neckline. It is shiny and lurid, with a flamenco-style split, keeping a stocking top on show. Perfect to wear when you are being a dirty bitch for your man. Continue reading Such a Dirty Bitch Deserves to be Whipped and Scratched

Sunshine and Frolics for May

I suppose as I was growing up I thought intercourse was SEX.  But as life progressed I realised that I actually wanted sex, but not always intercourse. It depended on the person I was getting down and dirty with, and what I hoped to gain or get sexually from them. I found more and more that sex – to me – was sexual activity that I enjoyed, that he enjoyed, but not necessarily including intercourse. Continue reading Sunshine and Frolics for May

I like driving in my car.

car
Week #173 Christmas far from our minds

 

After our training session for the half marathon and a game of pool at his local, Jim drove us all home. Beth first, then, of course, he dropped Vic at my place because that’s where he left his car earlier. Vic lived around the corner, consequently, we grew up together. Continue reading I like driving in my car.

Whispered Obscenities on a Festive Night Out

I’d seen him a few weeks before – we had a mutual friend. It was then he’d caught my eye – his were dark and brooding. Tonight I chose to sit next to him. Someone began to place the drinks down on our large table and we all took our respective tipple. I felt a little dazed as I could smell him. Not an aftershave or cologne, him. I could smell his body, his sex, his love of life and women. My heart involuntarily beat faster. Continue reading Whispered Obscenities on a Festive Night Out

Wax and Wane ~ Enjoying the Pain

Wax and Wane ~ Wax Play ~

The title Wax and Wane is a phrase often used to describe the phases of the moon, but can also give meaning to anything that grows in strength and then dwindles. This is a very apt description of the feeling achieved when hot wax first hits your skin. It has a strength which diminishes as it cools. Continue reading Wax and Wane ~ Enjoying the Pain

Stockings, ripped shirts and observations ~ Real life erotica

Tied up with scarves and stockings

“Why don’t you sit down over there,” he says, distracting me from fiddling with my stockings.

He points to the sofa a few feet away from the table where we are sitting. I do as he tells me and he places a candle on the cabinet next to my seat, to light my face, sits down opposite and looks intently at me without saying a word. Continue reading Stockings, ripped shirts and observations ~ Real life erotica

Hanging on the Telephone ~ Felt so good

Graham Alexander Bell, a Scots man, invented the telephone. Although it was a tight race between a few people. He managed to patent the design first so it was he who went down in the history books.

Just over twenty years ago mobile telephones were beginning to become popular. However, only those that needed to use a phone for travel purposes seemed to own one. The rest of us used a land line at home or work.

This post tells the story of a telephone call I received in 1997 from a new boyfriend. I was desperate for him to become more than a casual affair so was willing to play a few of his games. Enough said, here is a spruced up excerpt from my diary of that time. Continue reading Hanging on the Telephone ~ Felt so good

Pancakes and Story Time on TMI Tuesday 07/11/2017

Pancakes for lunch

Albert Einstein is a hero of mine. He discovered the theory of relativity. How cool is that? I was sitting on the sofa reading a book about his sex life when there was a knock on the door. The rain was lashing down. This gorgeous guy was standing there, tool box in hand. Continue reading Pancakes and Story Time on TMI Tuesday 07/11/2017

My First Boyfriend’s Bucket List of Sexual Activities

This post has been waiting to be written for a long time but another idea would pop into my head and it would get put aside. When I saw the prompt Memory Lane for Wicked Wednesday I knew it was now time – time for my first boyfriend, and his bucket list, to be immortalised on my blog. Continue reading My First Boyfriend’s Bucket List of Sexual Activities

Giving a Good Handjob Requires Skill and Enthusiasm

When I was fourteen I discovered a stash of dirty magazines under my brother’s bed. He was older than me and went off to work at 7 am. In that precious hour before school, I sought to educate myself in lusty matters. One story I found fascinating involved a woman giving a man a handjob. It included such topics as how to rub the shaft and droplets of pre-cum. I wasn’t even sure if I knew what a shaft was. Continue reading Giving a Good Handjob Requires Skill and Enthusiasm

Church Smells, Beliefs and Fornication

Church , life and living.

My blog doesn’t hide the fact that my main kink is bondage. I like to be tied up, whipped and fucked. But even with these deviant practices as part of my sexual repertoire I find there is nothing quite like having sex in an unusual place to add even more spark to my sex life. I would highly recommend it, particularly if, like me, you are a sexual adrenalin junkie. Continue reading Church Smells, Beliefs and Fornication

Kink of the Week ~ Going Commando

Kink of the Week Aug 16-31: Going Commando

The first memory I have of my man going commando was back in 1997. We had met the previous evening and slept together. The next morning after some amount of reciprocal sexual activity he had to go off to work. After returning from the bath room he began to get dressed. He pulled his jeans straight on without any underwear. Zipping up the flies he said,

Can I have your number or do you want to keep your anonymity.” Continue reading Kink of the Week ~ Going Commando

Naked truth exposed – My Pussy and Me

Naked truth – Proud of my pussy
Pussy Pride

I originally published this post in April of this year. Recently I came across Molly Mores fantastic Pussy Pride Project, and wanting to be part of it, have updated the post. Continue reading Naked truth exposed – My Pussy and Me