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We met each other about two and a half years ago when he found my tumblr and recognized me. He assured me my secret was safe, and when I got up the courage to meet him I tried my hardest to deny the electricity I felt between the two of us. Now, he’s my boyfriend, my owner, my dominant, my best friend. We’re about to enter into some seriously uncertain times as he’s leaving the country for an amazing opportunity. But, to celebrate that and as his present to me for our second anniversary, we packed up some naughty stuff and spent a night at a hotel. This is our favorite shot from the next morning, when we had sex facing the window and watched the joggers in the early fog and the cars in the street, overlooking the city where we fell in love.

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Flattered we turned up on NN for Valentine’s. 

I totally may have already posted this photo because I got impatient but whatever guys just go with it I don’t want to take another photo today it’s Lazy Sunday okay.

Also, the award for best reblog comment goes to bossassmish:

“Just appreciating a pair of cage underwear that isn’t suffocating the larger booties”

So making it onto @nymphoninjas (and that absurd comment about “suffocating the larger booties”) remains one of my favorite moments in the past five years of this tumblr.

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a submission that deserves more attention #32

In addition to being framed and lit beautifully, this photo is just perfection to me.

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a submission that deserves more attention #51

My 2016 needs more pretty rope in it.

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nymphoninjas:

We met each other about two and a half years ago when he found my tumblr and recognized me. He assured me my secret was safe, and when I got up the courage to meet him I tried my hardest to deny the electricity I felt between the two of us. Now, he’s my boyfriend, my owner, my dominant, my best friend. We’re about to enter into some seriously uncertain times as he’s leaving the country for an amazing opportunity. But, to celebrate that and as his present to me for our second anniversary, we packed up some naughty stuff and spent a night at a hotel. This is our favorite shot from the next morning, when we had sex facing the window and watched the joggers in the early fog and the cars in the street, overlooking the city where we fell in love.

thinkivykink & nankingdecade

Flattered we turned up on NN for Valentine’s. 

I totally may have already posted this photo because I got impatient but whatever guys just go with it I don’t want to take another photo today it’s Lazy Sunday okay.

Also, the award for best reblog comment goes to bossassmish:

“Just appreciating a pair of cage underwear that isn’t suffocating the larger booties”

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So, to cap off the day of blushy stories and fantasies and answering questions is probably the blushiest story of all so bear with me on this one.

I hung out with Flint yesterday, and he was teasing my pussy while we were on my bed. He’d laid out a towel and I was bucking a little against his hand when he asked, “so, have you ever squirted?" He hooked his fingers up into my pussy, starting on my g-spot for a moment before shifting deeper. 

"Yeah,” I replied. “Once, the first time somebody went down on me. My pussy was just kind of like…wow…”

He applied pressure to my pubis, kneading his fist against my skin. I felt something inside me well up. It was familiar, but there was a foreignness to it without an orgasm accompanying it. It felt almost mechanical, like something was being wrenched out of me.

“…but, that was it.” I finished, somehow in denial of what was going on below my waist.

Flint drew his fingers out of my pussy, flicking it into my face. 

“Did I just…” My eyes widened.

He was grinning. “You want to do it again?”

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