All right, followers. I was a bit taken aback to see an invite to a party already for the end of the month.
Therefore, it’s time to help Ivy out with what she is going as on Halloween.
God damn is that a saucy look. (swoon)
Month: October 2011
We were on her bed, kissing and giggling.
I was on top. My hands were wandering to her breasts, sometimes my face was wandering there, too. She has these amazingly full breasts, especially for being an athlete. They kind of come as a surprise considering the rest of her body. I’m not complaining at all.
I leaned up and smacked her. As mentioned earlier on my tumblr, I’ve been experimenting a little bit with my faint switchy urges. She just laughed, “that’s not how you slap someone.”
She rolled back on top of me, pinning me down with her legs and smacking me with a chuckle. She pushed my shirt down and leaned down to lick and suck my nipples. She bites a little. Gently. Playfully. The mood’s light.
She reached around until she found one of her scarves, rolling me onto her stomach and whispering, “now let me show you how to spank someone.” She gathered my wrists up and tied them to her headboard.
“When was the last time you were spanked?” she asked as she ran her nails over the back pockets of my jeans.
My head is already buzzing. I can’t think straight. “I can’t remember.”
“Well,” she reached around me, unbuttoning my jeans, “that’s not a very good sign, now is it? We’re going to have to fix that.”
Holy crap. It’s me.
The truth will set you free.
StandardI haven’t been completely honest with you, tumblr. It’s not that I’ve lied. It’s exactly what it sounds like. It’s just that I haven’t told you the whole truth.
The major dip in personal posts is not because I completely went off the radar for months at a time. I was seeing people. I was having fun. I had some crazy experiences. I’ve really seen myself change and evolve and let go. It was honestly inspired.
But, there was someone reading my tumblr who I was previously involved with. Someone who then showed it to a girl who was submitting to him. I felt terribly exposed, so I kind of closed up shop. I considered completely deleting my tumblr. I considered changing the name. I was just panicked and worried that if I were to upset him in some way that this would turn into horrible blackmail. I want to be anonymous, he was unashamed. It wasn’t a good mix.
Also, he was still very attached, while I had moved on completely. It hurt to see him that way. I felt bad. And, with the knowledge that he still looked at my tumblr, no matter how many times I told him not to, I was upset and concerned about breaking him down with the fact that I was now seeing other people. He was, for some reason, and without even asking, under the impression that I wasn’t.
However, we recently have, for other reasons, closed down most communication. And I’m just full of these stories. And I want to trust you all. I want to trust that this stays between us. And I know that’s silly to say, with hundreds of followers, a bunch of anons, and apparently this girl he was involved with all on tumblr and watching me here.
I had so much trouble keeping a journal all my life. But, for some reason, tumblr keeps me motivated. I guess it’s because of the love and the positivity. And so I want to try to be honest here. I want to recount what happened in these many months past. I want to tell you the sexy and the funny and the downright awkward. I want to tell you the sad.
I want to say that I would be able to own up to my tumblr if it were used against me, but I’d rather never have to think that would happen. I do not resent my ex for what he has done, though I hope that, if he is reading this message (even after saying he had completely stopped looking at my tumblr), he will be able to look upon this with respect and not contempt.
You all have been so wonderful, so supportive. And I hope this continues. I’m trusting you here.
<3,
Ivy
So glad you liked it girly! Keep telling me what you like on your blog and I’ll see what else I can make come true. ;)
StandardMy gosh, you’re like a sexy, male tooth-fairy.
Reading an article about cock-fighting.
StandardI am not mature enough to handle this.
“Things don’t look much different now from where I stand
Looking for you, camera in hand
Someone’s gone away
And someone’s gotten taller
But the world stopped turning and the universe is much smaller
Since you showed me a thing or two about power in its purest form.”
One of my friends wants to paint me. She’s been asking for the past two years, and, the other night – while a little boozy – I consented.
I have to admit, I’m a little nervous. Also, I don’t know how she wants me to sit, what she wants me to wear, etc. But, I’m a ton excited.
http://fotografie.dennisclaes.com/images/zoom/QNZTBN/evianneke_dscf8668.jpg
That tickle would be delicious.
The Southern Gentleman: I don’t get why you hate Rick Perry.
Me: (whilst trying to do that mountain of schoolwork I mentioned) Okay.
SG: I mean, he’s an upstanding guy.
Me: Please don’t get me started.
SG: What could you possibly have a problem with?
Me: SG, I need to study. I am not going to have this conversation about your cowboy mancrush while I’m reading. You’re going to make me mad.
SG: (grinning) Angry sex mad?
Tumblr is just an awesome place. I get silly with you all. I get personal with you guys. I enjoy the reciprocity I experience from a lot of you.
I love when you guys tell me about yourselves in my askbox. I love to know what kinds of people are reading me. And I love when you all go out of your way to tell me something sweet.
But the fact that Sansshame thought of me (and Heart and Sin, though he has actually met them) is so immensely flattering and sweet. Thank you so, so much. I’m beaming.
Thursday night I ended up at a sex positive event with a good friend N who I hadn’t seen for a while. There were lots of familiar faces there; kids I’ve seen at various play parties or other events so it was more like a reunion of sorts.
One familiar face however stood out from the crowd for me and it was none other than Jiz Lee.
I had met her before through common friends and chatted with her at a few other events. N however didn’t know who she was. I gave her the 30 second pitch and brought up this gallery of Jiz and Stoya on my phone.
Of course, she wanted to meet her.
So we went up to her, said hi, and talked briefly. The theme of the event was Lesbian Werewolves so naturally N wanted to be bitten by her. Jiz did not disappoint! That girl knows what she is doing. She had N wet and moaning in no time. They attracted quite a crowd. N got weak in the knees and had to sit down, flushed.
I of course want to top tops, so despite Jiz being too butch for my taste I wanted to be the one biting her. Somehow I don’t think that would have gone very well with the uber queer crowd.
Of course as you can see from the pictures above I didn’t forget my lovely tumblr ladies: Sin, Heart, and Ivy. I only wish they were there in person so I could watch them squirm and moan as they got bitten by Jiz Lee.
Running into someone you’ve masturbated to online is always an interesting experience. Time permitting I’ll tell you about the time I met, got to play with, and top Dylan Ryan.