heels

Confession: When I get stressed out, I like to dance around to music in my room. However, as the description of this tumblr states, I have thin walls and I feel bad for playing the same five (terrible) songs over and over. So, I usually wind up being a human iPod commercial with my headphones in.

Today, I’m wearing a knee-high heeled boots (no, this is not to begin your masturbatory fantasy, or…) that kind of make noise when I walk. My roommate from last year now lives directly below me and I just got this text from her, “dancing? 😛 If you’re stressed out, I’ve got cookies.”

Oh, good, now that I know my floors are thin, too…

Normally Sexy Porn Ruined By The Weird Or Inappropriate Or Nonsensical Setting Day: I’m Makin’ Porn Asbestos I Can!

As per the suggestion of Heart.

Sin’s basically got this one in the bag. Because, I never feel sexier than when I’ve washed myself off, applied a face-full of makeup, put on my “fuck-me” pumps and gone down to the local abandoned warehouse (you don’t have one?) to squat amongst the shards of spackle and rat shit.

(Please forgive my third grade asbestos joke.)

ifeelasincomingon:

Another “abandoned building in heels” photo shoot. Always a great example of my pet peeve, porn that doesn’t make sense.

Normally Sexy Porn Ruined By The Weird Or Inappropriate Or Nonsensical Setting Day: Just Hangin’ Around

“Hey, hey, um, Sir. Yes. Hey, hi, how are you? You mind moving out of the shot?”

“Oh, me? Hey, no, sorry. I’m just watching. Those girls sure are fine.”

“Yeah, they’re…they’re great. Are you supposed to be a doctor or something?”

“Oh, no. I just walked over from another shoot and I thought I’d watch.”

“Don’t you think that’s creepy? Or, I don’t know, incongruous with the whole theme we’re going for here? Or maybe a little, um, distracting?”

“Nah.”

Only later do they realize they’ve also got some huge freaking wires just hanging out there, too.

But, Daddy, why are you taking this perfectly sexy picture and setting it in the fucking bathroom?

And with that, I commence “normally sexy porn ruined by the weird or inappropriate or nonsensical setting” day. Feel free to leave suggestions in the askbox.

He introduced me to the idea of “little girl” play without even realizing he was into it.

It started with him calling me a sweet girl before I fell asleep. Then a sweet little girl. Then just a little girl. And I didn’t really process it at first because I was tired. I also assumed that we were not going to be the sort of people who would be into “that stuff”.

I was very, very wrong. It really picked up from there. We started putting ribbons in my hair. We even put my hair in pigtails. At first, I did it because I knew he liked it and I didn’t mind it. It was sexy seeing how excited he got. But, soon it got incredibly arousing for me.

Then came the idea to start calling him “Daddy”. Not all the time. Just during those scenarios. Of course, this brings up the issue of if I have Daddy issues or something. I don’t. Seriously. I don’t want to have sex with my father. I don’t equate calling him Daddy to having him be my father. It’s just a name with some connotations of power, rather than incestuous undertones.

Now, I love it. I can’t get enough of it.

I reblog this with great hesitation, as I know he’s probably going to somehow convince me to try this once he sees it.

Meh. You only live once.

kindlybeatingher:

Just a couple of strategically place access holes and he would really have something.

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