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Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired. 

~Robert Frost



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Sinful Sunday is all about the image. See who else is playing.

 Sinful Sunday

Sexy Single

We had a date with what was suppose to be a couple on Wednesday. I am not sure where we met this couple…craiglist, aff? Probably craiglist. The couple ended up not really being a couple. It was a married female and one of her boyfriends on the side. I am not going to assume I know/understand how this works. The girl text me early yesterday. She had to cancel at the last minute but she highly recommended I still go meet the single guy. I had no doubt she was sorry she couldn’t meet him herself. We have had tons of fun with single guys. I was excited about the date.

We met the guy at a local hotel, a nice one downtown. He was better looking in person than in the picture I saw. Nice eyes, nice ass. We met at the hotel bar and he bought me a few drinks. I let Miguel know right away that I was interested. He made a good impression on me and I felt comfortable proceeding. He invited us up and after only a few minutes he made a move and kissed me. I loathe the awkwardness of the first move but this guy made it feel like a natural progression. We kissed and he helped me out of my clothes, while I helped him out of his. He sucked on my nipples and then I got down on my knees and took his rather large throbbing cock in my mouth. I licked his cock head and up and down the shaft before taking him int my mouth. He was hard as a rock and I gagged as I tried to get it all in. I felt the tears coming as his cock hit the back of my throat. He cock was long and pretty thick.

Miguel took lots of pictures…


We moved over the the king sized bed. We kissed a bit more before he pulled me into position. I was on my back with my head on a pillow. He put his face in my muff and flicked my clitoris with his tongue. Miguel took a few pictures and then he moved in beside me. The guy continued to work his mouth on me. He moved his hands all around my inner thighs. He pulled his face up and slid his hand over my slit. He didn’t put a finger in me and I was soaking wet. The guy went back to work on my clit while Miguel fondled my nipples. I reached out my hand to find his cock. I tried to stroke his cock, but the position mixed with the distraction meant I could only squeeze the head a bit. I found his cock was wet with pre cum and I worked the head with my hand. The guy pulled his face up one last time and worked his hands over my labia. Then he sat up and I held onto his cock and stroked it. Miguel moved up and took this…


He slipped a condom on and then he slid his cock into me. I adjusted to the length right away. He fucked me and I squeezed my muscles around him. He fucked me fast and ground his cock into me. It was a great fuck. I came quick and he continued to fuck me. I looked over at Miguel and loved knowing he was there to see it all. He moved my legs apart putting my feet on his chest and his hands on my knees. This gave his cock maximum impact as he trust into me.


Miguel said “squeeze his cock, make him cum” and I clenched down as hard as I could. The guy moved in close and asked me if I wanted him to cum. I said yes and then he asked me “where do you want it?” I told him to cum on my stomach. He fucked me for another minute before pulling out and pulling the condom off. Then he stroked his cock over me until he came a gooey mess all over me.

Miguel and I went home and fucked like rabbits after this encounter. He loved watching me get fucked. I loved knowing he was there, too. This guy was actually from out of town, but he is thinking about moving here. Let’s hope so!

Once Upon A Time


On a night that all the children went to bed on time, we found the time.

I purchased these under the bed straps with just this scene in mind. I was helplessly tied down, unable to see where he was or what was about to happen to me.

I’ll leave you to guess what happened next…

That night is etched in my memory. It reminds me that our sex can only get better.

Sinful Sunday is all about the image.

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Sinful Sunday

Nipple Charms


I won these last night at an event thrown by Rebecca. As soon as I put them on I knew they would be perfect for this. I can’t wait to wear them out to our next naked event.
















These Nipple Charms are fun and stay put without glue or piercing. They are genius and so pretty.

Sinful Sunday is all about the image. See who else is playing this week.

 Sinful Sunday

Why I sub

What I really need is a good spanking.

I won’t delve out all the reasons why this is necessary for me right now. It is so boring and monotonous, my reasoning. My life is wearing me down.

I will tell you what I think it will do for me…

I need order to the chaos in my head. I am sick of the demands of everything I loathe being in control of everything. I need the reins of control taken from me.

I need the white sharp pain right now. The bliss of space exploding over me as I get my punishment. This is what I really need. I feel I cannot truly relax until I get it. The pain allows me to refocus my energy. Being bound and helpless is a concrete thing I need to draw me back to center. I have never been so sure about something in my life. I need it. I need to be controlled and smacked. I need the pain. I need the pain from someone who dominates me in love and life. I need something I cannot get right now. I am aching for it.

Maybe all subs feel this way. I don’t sub full time, but it appeals to me. Maybe you, like me, have wondered what about pain would appeal to someone. Something about the feel of straps on my wrists and ankles, the tight stretch of submission that I must yield to. He is in control, this is exactly where I should be. The deliberation of holding still when I should, of submitting to him. I wore my collar this weekend, but it went unused. Sometimes I try to top from the bottom, but my attempts fail to get the desired results. I don’t need an audience. I only need him to see me take it.

The real truth about submission is that it allows me the freedom to choose to loose control. I need that. Now that I know how good it can be for me, I crave it. It isn’t always about sex, although it is a sexual act. That isn’t bad, just not entirely true for me. Submitting is sexual, but it is also something that can be enjoyed apart from sex. This is one of those times where sex could be part of it or not. I am a scattered mess and I need a spanking.