My life has been so crazy and I’ve barely had time for much of anything, so sustained, out-of-the-bedroom kink has definitely fallen by the wayside. Looking at images like this makes me the most wanty.
Month: April 2016
So maybe my favorite sensation is being completely overwhelmed.
My gosh. The chemistry here.
Early in the morning yesterday, Pup taped my wrists behind my back and fucked me before we went about our respective days. (Yeah, I lead a charmed life.)
Kink Drabble Alphabet – Master Post
StandardOmg bunnies. I’m done with the Kink Drabbles Alphabet! A whole alphabet’s worth of short form erotica. Little snippets, for your pleasure. And mine. Or mine. Eh. Let’s put it this way: “I hope it was as good for you, as it was for me” ;).
Also, if you enjoyed them I have some good news coming. A surprise even. Watch this space 🙂
For now, a master list:
E is for eye-fucks. (and embarrassment)
F is for Femme. (and finger-fucks)
H is for headspace. (and humiliation)
I is for inanimate. (and intimacy)
J is for jewelry. (this is totally a shiny buttplug story)
K is for kigurumi. (and I think maybe one of my favorites)
L is for lick (and lesbian and lollipop).
O is for oral. (and that gif the story is illustrated is just UNFFFF)
P is for plugs (buttsecks, lalala, also DP).
U is for unicorn (and writing that broke my heart, dude).
V is for voyeurism (and another one of personal faves).
W is for Warmoth guitars (aka a rockstar AU).
X is for X-rated (and also a FFM threesome).
Have I mentioned that @citrustree is massively talented and these are so fun and cute and sexy?
me when i reblog my own selfie
The other day someone reblogged a pic of a breast with a pierced nip from my tumblr and I thought it was of me for a hot second because of like the style of the photo. And I’m sitting there like fuck yeah I’ve got perfect tits look at my goddamn boobs. And then I realize it’s a pic I reblogged of @norapinephrine and not actually of me and I’m like wahhhh why.
Date someone who understands your mental illness and will power through your outbursts with you.
It’s what you deserve.
You deserve someone who cares enough to stay even when you’re not okay.
Gahhhh.
Not gonna lie, sometimes I consider what it might be like to take out my piercings so I can get my breasts really slapped or beaten again.
And before someone’s like “oh just do it with your piercings in:” no. NO. Pup accidentally slapped one of my breasts once because I was playing bratty and tried to move away from him slapping my face. The result was this almost comically high-velocity spray of blood and SO MUCH PAIN. Pup had to patch me up and put a bandaid on it while I whined.
So no, I’m not getting my breasts slapped with my piercings in. Though sometimes I totally think about taking them out for it.
Lana laughing is so impossibly disarming.