Tag: The Boys
Happy Christm-Ass!
A short break from my reflections to help celebrate the holidays… Adam and I took Van Morrison down to this funny little town in the Ozarks called Eureka Springs. I have fallen in love with the area and the town! We have been shopping and eating and wandering, as much…
Detritus from the Last Night
I know this isn’t your usual sexy Sinful Sunday image (Sinful Sunday – it’s all about the image!) but hell, it’s weirdly sexy to me, even if there was no sex involved. To have my two men’s complete focus and attention, to hear them planning and conniving and plotting against…
Wanton Wednesday – Blue
Now for something lighthearted… We were fooling around, trying to work out ideas for a blue “dress” made of rope. I had originally planned to wear something like this on the cruise on “blue night” but ended up wearing this red dress… …that Ad had bought me for Christmas for…
TMI
So we all know that occasionally I like to get smashed just-slightly inebriated and let the boys take advantage of me, right? And they like to do it too, and take full advantage of my insensible state, using and abusing and ass-fucking and pounding at me and into me until…
Wanton Wednesday – Two-Fisted
I’m bad. And no, not as in that “oh no I am such a bad girl!” way, you pervs, but as in I promised myself I was going to keep notes, and maybe even post, daily about my cruise adventures, and…I completely dropped the ball. Didn’t write a SINGLE WORD…
Balance & “Wank Wednesday”
On Twitter today I ran across a cool new, weekly writing prompt called Wank Wednesday (#wankwednesday on Twitter.) This week’s prompt was “Balance.” Unfortunately, while the prompt definitely inspired a whole slew of writing, it doesn’t actually seem to fit in with the style of most of the writing there. …
Two-Timing
I’ve been working on this picture post about a scene that W and I and Ad had…hours long it was, and they took a couple hundred pics between them. It was an amazing scene, and those pictures show so much of what it is that I love about being the…
Foreplay and Afterplay
Playing makes me horny. Getting tied up, getting beat, getting slapped and kicked and thrown around and hit with whips and called names and pissed on and humiliated and pinched and hurt–it all makes me want to get fucked. Preferably several times. Having sex makes me horny. The more sex…
Changing Dynamics
As any of you who follow me on Twitter, my poly blog (A Poly Life), or Fetlife know, W’s been out of town since the beginning of November, and won’t return until the beginning of December. As you may also know, I have a hard time with separation from either…
Tears
I don’t cry often during scenes. In fact, it has happened so few times (except for the occasional, choked-back tears at the end, or a sniffle here and there, maybe a gasping sob as I lay on the floor, trying to remember who and where I am) that I can…
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