Oct 312013
 

M’s monthly picks:

Such an endearing and descriptive encounter. Every second is exquisite. My Whole Sex Life inspires love and appreciation in a whole new way.

Pervertically Virtuous echoes so many of my same sentiments, especially when I embraced my inner slut when wholly single. So many men continued to pursue, when I was done, because they couldn’t give me what I gave them. I especially like the end where she encourages people to not be sexually repressed.

As a side note, M reads so many blogs, the list is here. A also has bloggers that she reads, that M hasn’t discovered yet. Have any you don’t see on the list? Please make a recommendation (many more will be discovered when Rori posts her top blogs, I’m sure).

Blogs I follow

 

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Oct 302013
 

I love how much my lover’s body responds to me, and I love making HIM wet. Traditionally, hearing the word wet makes me instantly think of myself. Now that word evokes different thoughts as my lover produces precum at mere excitement and this additional proof of the power of my appeal excites me greatly.
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Oct 282013
 

SexualityExpress Yourself

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1. Can you tell when your lover is close to having an orgasm? How can you tell? What are the signs?

Yes I can. He tenses, and then makes some noises, and grips me hard, also going deeper and slightly slower. 

2. Ladies have you ever seen YOUR g-spot? Men have you actually seen the g-spot?

Seen? No, I can’t actually see it. And I can’t really touch it very easily, I hurt my wrist last time I made myself. My lover is all over it, all the time. 

3. Which sexual position do you find most stimulating?
a. missionary
b. woman on top, facing man
c. doggy style
d. other – tell us about it

4. When you orgasm, are you:
a. silent
b. make a little noise
c. yell out!

5. A lover orgasms quickly, way before you are even close to having an orgasm. Do you stop the sex once he/she has had an orgasm or do you continue sexual play so you can orgasm too?

Continue sexual play until we both are satisfied. Unless I am intentionally trying to make him orgasm. 

Bonus: On average, when you masturbate how long does it take to reach orgasm?
a. Less than 3 minutes
b. 3 – 5 minutes
c. 5 – 10 minutes
d. more than 10 minutes

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 Posted by at 6:46 pm
Oct 242013
 

I was giddy and thrilled to be going. I even bought my first corset for the event. As soon as we got to the hotel room, the sisters monopolized the two bathrooms to get ready. A always does my hair and makeup if I want to look sexy (I don’t even know how to look sexy). Husband good-naturedly got us settled in, and then met our friend at the hotel lobby when he arrived so he could be shown to his room (that connected to ours) that we were currently monopolizing. Once both sisters were ready, we were starving. Fortunately, so was Stranded in Toronto and his girlfriend, and they graciously invited us to their dinner. Such great company!

And at least we knew two people that were going to be at the conference.

I hurriedly went back to the hotel after dinner, and changed from the traveling tank top ensemble to my corset. And then felt horribly nervous, as it my first time wearing it, and I was doing so in public. I rationed my jacket could always cover me if I was under dressed.

And I was relieved when I was introduced to Molly, and there she was in a corset as well! Her husband was the first to make me feel welcomed, and introduced me to everyone, or at least pointed out who they were.

I met so many people, most of whom I couldn’t remember any of their names.  A few stuck out that first night, like the gorgeous self-photographer, The Big Ugly. And head honcho of Kink of the Week, formerly Pieces of Jade, now Kink and Poly.

My sister was staying with charismatic Lord Raven and his lovely wife. He was also the blogger that my friend wanted to meet.

Who really stood out for me that night, however,  was Poetic Desires.  She has such an amazing energy about her, and warm welcoming spirit.

We all drank a bit too much, and the night was over before I really had time to take it all in.

The next day was the conference, and Molly provided the most insightful information that day to me. The most entertaining, and the one my husband whispered to me was going to be the greatest beforehand, was Gray Dancer.  He was a mesmerizing presenter, full of humor and antics up on stage. He also tailored his presentation to challenge writers. Ruby was wonderfully vivacious, and did an amazing job with the whole day.

Overall, I learned that we need a lot of changes to our blog. My friend went to conference with us to handle that, so I’ll just sit back and let him do the dirty work. I learned that I need to add more emotion into my sex. I gleaned many different perspectives of how to blog with real life, and about real life. And I learned more kink.

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That night I didn’t have time to go to the hotel and change into something sexier. But I did manage to get tied up by Gray Dancer, amid regular restaurant goers who gave us weird looks. He was so patient as he instructed my husband and myself on how to tie, and at my sister’s insistence (though I had no idea what it was, if my sister said I could do it, I believed her) he graciously bound me in a reverse prayer.

And I did get a few pictures with the beautiful Penny, whom was my drinking partner and cohort in crime the rest of the night.  Drinking a bit too much again that night, this was a more relaxing melding of people, with more antics. This was where I really developed some relationships with people.

And Domsigns got me with his misery stick (that is on its way, because I still bear the marks from that night, a whole five days later, which reminds me of the wonderful weekend had). I love this tiny thing. Highly recommend it.

Brunch the next morning was sad, and wonderful. Saying goodbye to these new acquaintances was harder than I thought.

Oddly enough, I really didn’t see much of my sister during the weekend. But we did drive back for five hours, in which she was inspired and told me she wrote a ton of things in between our discussions.

 

Oct 222013
 

Temperature play is something that I’ve never taken to an extreme, however, I have used various things while using bondage and blindfolds to enjoy contrasting temperatures.

Hot Wax fairly new in my repoirtore, I’ve played with different types of wax with varying degrees of distance to play with how cold I am comfortable with. Wax is commanding of attention, it does not share to other sensations for me (unless I’m in the throes of an orgasm the one time). It sizzles, scalds, drips unpredictably, I cannot anticipate the timing or sensation of it. It startles me and makes me focus on where it falls, skin feeling the burn as it journeys, gradually slowing and stopping and cooling in a waxy barrier. It is the fiery unpredictable nature of this dominating play that makes it so exciting.

iced knife with dildo

Glass Dildo   Cold I’ve described this as excruciating winter, as the cold can burn as severely as the wax. I always try to writhe and move away from this sensation, especially in warm and sensitive places. It’s smooth texture skates across skin that is heated from passion, chilling it. When the glass parts my lips, and dips into my folds, my heated sex feels every new invasion of the frost, staying cold until slowly adjusting and warming.

Heated I’ve only heated the glass a few times. One, because glass can be so dangerous hot, and secondly, at the heat that I am tolerant of, it cools quickly.

Knife The first thing (yes, even before ice) that I used for temperature play. The bigger the blade, the colder it feels. I love the feel of a cold flat blade trailing slowly across my skin. Even at room temperature, it is colder than skin. But placed in a bucket of ice beforehand (yep, he does this), it is even colder. The tip, while more scratchy and reaching a tiny amount of skin, is noticeably colder when focused on it (and who can get distracted tip a knife tip on them?).

Ice Okay, this one seems so obvious, I don’t even want to discuss it. I use ice for toys, for melting on skin, for chilling a mouth. In fingers, I will trail ice across the skin, or keep it up a distance and allow cold drops to splash onto skin.

For stranger temperature plays, my lover has used the sheets and fan them up and down across my body on the bed right after I’m sweaty and hot from an orgasm. It is so cold, and the air rushes past every exposed inch of skin. Just blowing on skin, especially after its been heated from impact play, is a great temperature play. Hot breath is amazing in sensitive zones like someone’s sex, inner thighs, breasts, and my favorite: the neck. Yesterday my lover pulled down my bottoms and pushed me against the washer, the cold temperature turning me on as much as his words were as he whispered in my ear how to focus on the cold, how he was going to warm the areas. Truly temperature play is available everywhere.

 

Oct 212013
 

Potpourri of Questions

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1. You’ve been waiting forever for your significant other to propose marriage, when they finally do it is in the form of a bribe: “Lose 10-15 lbs. (approx. 1 stone U.K.; approx. 6 kilos) and I will marry you…the wedding can be anyway, and anywhere of your choosing…just lose some weight.”

Would you accept this proposal?

Nope, I sure wouldn’t. He loves me no matter size, and in marriage, he wouldn’t/shouldn’t leave me if I all the sudden gained the weight back.

(Alternatively for the traditionalists): Men if your significant other was a little ‘heavier’ than you’d like him/her to be, would you make such a proposal?

2. Are you participating in any Halloween festivities? Will you wear a costume? If yes, what?

No, other than trick or treating with kids and dog. Maybe I’ll wear one thing to work that day to signify the day.

Oh, but I am going to some historic places to go trick or treating prior to that. And I’m seeing an opera with a spookier theme that week as well. And carving pumpkins. That counts, right?

3. Forget the fact that you have a blog, in real-life are you:

a. an over-sharer who tells every detail of your personal life to everyone including the barista at Starbucks?

b. a little discriminating in who you decide to talk to about your personal life, feelings, etc.? Your love life isn’t off limits to friends and family but you don’t confide in total strangers.

c. as tight as a clam? You don’t share important details with friends and family and when you do it about kills you because you are extremely private.

4. MEN your significant other has asked to sleep with your cock in his/her mouth, what are your first thoughts? Would you say yes or no? Why?

LADIES/significant other…your guy just asked you to sleep with his penis in your mouth. Would you do it? Why or why not?

No, I am a light sleeper, and this would drive me nuts (haha, no pun intended). I also wouldn’t be able to not play with him while he’s in my mouth.

Bonus: If you were remembered for one thing, what would it be?

Sadly most people remember me for my height, but I’d like my smile and personality to remain as a positive thing as well. 

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Oct 182013
 

Strength is required is every aspect of our lives. Some strengths require dedication, perseverance, and a lot of drive.

Other strengths require tears, fortitude, hope, optimism, skepticism… that and a fair ability at putting together puzzles.

You see, this is because we’ve let ourselves go…

We’ve invested in the dream and it’s not just money, money can burn. It’s not just possessions, those can be sold. It is our heart, that very center of our being, that anchor top to which we hold when the storms are ravishing us mercilessly, the winds and the torrential downpour flooding our lungs and we cannot survive except somehow holding on dearly to that haven of strength.
So we seek, each in our own way. I search for strength, pure, true. Commanding not by word, but by mastery. By the merest, infinitesimal quality that very few have. The silence that drowns out the screaming empty inside of you and makes you whole. That drive, to serve, to help to guide, not only yourself but someone.

I am ME, WHOLE. but I am akin to a God with you and the power of our surety and purpose gained from each other.

But then it is gone. Diminished, eradicated from our lives and we are left combing the shores for something that was SO REAL. Now cast in shadow and haunting memory…

And so we seek, for strength.

Oct 152013
 

“It’s hard for an educated woman to turn her head off. That’s part of the joy of being a submissive. None of the decisions are yours. When you can’t refuse anything and can’t even move, those voices in your head go silent. All you can do, and all you are permitted to do, is feel.” – Cherise Sinclair, Dark Citadel.

I am always in charge.
In my job, I lead over one hundred people. I am short, and yet have to stand tall and act big.

In my home, I am in charge of family. Kids with needing clear defined boundaries, a husband who is incapable of domestic decisions, and even caring for himself. The military takes most of our moments, husband is sucked dry of action or decision in the leftover moments at home. Every decision is mine, whether or not I want it. Every member needs my care and attention; it is my sole responsibility.

There is no escaping rampant thoughts, relinquishing control; I only find escape and release during sex. It has always been the only time my mind is quiet and still, and yet still I find that I have to initiate; but I initiate often due to the escapism – it is my compelling drug.

Perhaps that is why I enjoy reading so many blogs, many people discuss submitting, releasing, trusting another. I can experience in the moment my eyes travel the words. I can find and discover new ways to approach my lover with my own needs and wants after hearing others articulate so well.

Because I do need…
I desire to turn off my thoughts,
to deny myself of decisions,
to resist refusing or regulating.
I want to just feel,
to not plan or parley;
abide, absolve, accede, appease,
relent, relinquish, resign, release.
Just Feel.

Mine by Alvaro de la Herran, discovered by reading Violet Blue
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I want to be this woman. People talk about subspace, and I can correlate it the escapism I go through during orgasm, but I want to know, fully, what it is.

 

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