Come, church, cuffs, cats. I had so many Cs in my head that instead of picking one, I’ll talk about a few Cs Cunt The first c that popped into my head this morning. It drew me back to the mindful masturbation bit. I was thinking about how those times you just sit and stroke …
This is one of many posts I’ve thought about for years, but have never written. I’ve talked about it a little, but never put into writing the wonders/fears/weird thoughts. I’ve always thought I’d have kids by now. Dreams about a sweet child waiting to be born from my belly were staples of my teens and …
I’ve literally spent the last few hours trying to determine how to combine this week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt and the Kink of the Week prompt on tails. So I’m going to do what I normally do when I’m debating a chatty post and a fiction post. Imma do both, ya feel me? I’ve noticed that …
So I had a bit of a dip yesterday and wanted to talk through it. I couldn’t quite figure out what my problem was, but knew it was related to my writing in some form or another. We’ve already discussed my issues with jealousy and my fluctuating insecurities about my writing. Yesterday, I was battling …
She loved staying in hotels. Loved the fresh white sheets, the free breakfast, the maid service, and not having to clean up after herself. Being able to fuck her husband on that king size bed was always a highlight of any hotel stay. Five weeks of staying in a hotel with her three kids, two …
I just realized that I totally missed my 5 year blog-iversary. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to do a little history of me and my blogging/writing for conversation’s sake. Journaling had always been something I turned to as a child. It was where I went to spill my guts about boys and things I was …
I struggle with my hairy body. My ethnicity means my hair is coarse, thicker, and abundant/obvious. I struggle with not feeling comfortable showing my armpits when I’ve gone longer than two days shaving, or my legs with the stubble gets past a certain point. I am hairy. I get it on my inner thighs, this …
Fullllll disclosure. I’m 33 and prior to meeting DomSigns, I’d never been in a relationship. Some of that is probably the men I’ve been attracted to not being into me. Timing could have a lot to do with that or where I’ve been geographically for portions of my life. Could be a color issue, could …
Day 28: 760 words – He watched her use her jumper to clean her glasses for the second time that evening. The first he let slide as they were busy with meal preparations and he could tell it was an absent minded gesture. The second time he saw her do it, he deliberately sat the …
One thing I’ve only recently thought about as I’ve entered into a relationship with DomSigns is the fact that technically I’m a third. As most people are aware, Molly is Michael’s (DomSigns or Daddy’s) wife and submissive. I admire and look up to their relationship. They’re one of the few kink-centered couples that I am …