Exhibitionist Tendencies

I would definitely define myself as an exhibitionist. There is something so thrilling about being sexually on display. I like being objectified, desired even. So, occasionally, Master and I have found ways and public places to briefly put me on display - even if only for his eyes. 

I do also enjoy being "on display" in a more private or semi-private setting. Adult theaters have been a favorite place do this, lately. While the thought of "getting caught" nude or having sex in a public place is exciting, it's not worth getting into any kind of legal trouble, at least not to me! 

Being watched is a curious thing for me. It makes me at once feel both confident and submissive. I feel a little rush knowing that I am desired but off-limits to anyone but my Master (or others he may choose to share me with). Yet, proud of my body as I am when it's on display, I can scarcely bring my eyes up to anyone else's faces when I'm exposed (well, except for my husband's). And yet, the desire to be watched while having sex feels so ingrained in my psyche that I don't even remember when the idea first came up for me. It's like it has always been there!

Interestingly enough, we've done a number of photo shoots with various photographers, and the feeling on a shoot is quite different. I'm always excited and happy to be having sex with Master, but it doesn't have the same "anonymous" feel. I love seeing the results of our photo shoots, and they have always been fun to do, but it's different when you add in a layer of professionalism, I suppose.

In the past, Master and I were not always so discreet with our kinkiness as we perhaps should have been. I used to wear my collar when we were out and about. Although Master and I loved this, it did attract some of the wrong kinds of attention, and discouraged us from continuing on with it. 

On the one hand, I absolutely love the defiant, thrilling feeling of putting our kink out there for all to see. But, I do understand the other side of the argument: everyone else around you did not give consent to view me in bondage, and it may make them highly uncomfortable. It's a fine line to walk.... I'd prefer to be able to walk it a little bit closer to the edge!

 

"God And Sinners Reconciled" Was A Winner!

I'm super excited to announce that this picture was a winner in the "Sinful Sunday Christmas Competition!" 

All participating sex bloggers in the contest were asked to come up with an erotic take on a line -any line at all - from any Christmas song we fancied. "God and sinners reconciled" from Hark! The Herald Angels Sing was a sudden flash of inspiration, and I'm so glad I went with it!

You can see the other winning photos in the competition right here: Sinful Sunday Christmas Competition Results

God and Sinners Reconciled

"Hark! The Herald Angels sing. Glory to the newborn king. Peace on Earth and mercy mild. God and sinners reconciled..."

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My First Blowbang

I wrote a few weeks ago about the Dirtiest Thing I've Ever Done. Well, now I've upped the ante!

Master and I attended an adult theater (a different one this time), and I ended up in the midst of a full-on blowbang!

Master had set up a meeting with a man at the theater, so that I'd have at least one stranger's cock to suck that afternoon. There was no sign of him when we got there, so Master and I played some pool (horribly, but hey, we haven't played in a really long time!).

Our guest arrived during the pool game, and then we all moved back to the main theater. There was a sex swing mounted in an alcove. We decided to camp out in the spot around the swing and I got down on my knees and started sucking Master's cock.
Before long, a crowd had formed around us! I had my eyes mostly down, front and center, paying attention to what was most important (cocksucking!). I was, however, keenly aware of all the eyes on me, and of the flies being unzipped, and cocks emerging.

I sucked our meet-up guest next (since he sat through our second pool game it was only fair!). As I sucked him, I stroked Master's cock with my left hand. As the crowd moved in closer, I was able to start circling around the group of 6(? or so?) men - stroking a cock or two as I sucked each man. I made it around the circle 3 times before the first man was ready to cum. He shot his load all over my tits - which I love! And then I kept on making my rounds! There were hands groping me, and a small crowd watching. It felt so dirty, and yet so fun at the same time. What can I say? I just love sucking cock!

One by one,the other men began to cum (each of them all over my tits!). Soon, only Master, our "guest" and one other man were left.
Master got me rigged up in the sex swing and started fucking me. It felt SO good and I came really hard. It was nice to finally get that release after all that sexual excitement! Then, he let our guest have a turn fucking me in the swing. Then, I came down from the swing and sucked the last man, while Master gave me some more great fucking (and fingering!) from behind.
Master then came all over my tits, too. The last man needed a little extra help (some sucking, stroking and licking), but then he came really hard.

I was covered in cum! It was an exhilarating way to spend an afternoon.

And then..... I just put on my everyday clothing and walked back out into the world....as though nothing had ever happened. But I felt awfully dirty thinking about it the rest of the day!

Shower Fuck

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"O Chose a Mask, Seeing Herself As a Bird of Prey...

...a bird who had been carefully trained to retrieve her victim, and bring it faithfully to her Master."
-Story of O, film version, 1975. 

In the story, O is a slave and is made to attend a party clad only in an owl mask (which she was allowed to select herself) and a robe. This is our take on that party.

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Drink Me

Halloween is my favorite holiday. I'll take any excuse to dress up in a sexy costume!

I was Alice in Wonderland this year (it's a favorite of mine), and Master and I celebrated with a bottle of wine and the best horror movie ever made (Rob Zombie's House of 1000 Corpses - we watch it every year). True to my character, I found a bottle labeled "Drink Me" and I obliged.

Happy Halloween (belated, of course)!

Cum on My Stockings

We had some adult company one night last week. A guy that we've had over to fuck me before was back in town, so we had him over for a nice little fuck session.

I did lots of cock sucking, back and forth between my Master's and our guest's cocks as they sat on the couch. After a while of this, Master got behind me and started fucking me while I sucked our friend. We did the inverse of this, as well (me sucking off Master whilst getting fucked by our guest). At one point, they even DP'ed my cunt! They both have big cocks, so it's quite the experience to be stuffed full of them both at the same time! Then we moved to the bedroom and moved around in quite a few sexy positions.

Our guest was the first to let me know he was ready to cum. I was in mid-blowjob at that point, and then started jerking him onto my face as he released his load.
Master's turn was next, and I got down on the floor on my knees to take his load all over me. Between the cum of both of these men, I was simply covered. From my hair down to my stockings, cum was dripping everywhere!

It always feels like a reward for a job well done when the man (or men) I've served serve me their gigantic loads - all over my body!

The Dirtiest Thing I've Ever Done

I've officially reached a new level of slut-tastic-ness. Last weekend, Master took me out for a little afternoon adventure. We returned to the adult theater that we had attended for a quick fuck once last winter. This time was quite a different experience!

We left the house in normal clothing, and Master had me change into something much more scanty as we crossed a long bridge into the next city. I donned a clingy white t-shirt (no bra), a clingy black miniskirt that always tends to ride up, fishnet thigh-highs, and lovely heels to finish the look. 

When we pulled up to the theater, my heart was racing. Master and I had discussed the possibility of my serving cocks at the glory holes, and I wasn't sure exactly what I was going to be made to do! The parking lot was quite full this time!

We entered the theater. I am sure the men milling about out front and inside the sex toy shop were looking at me, but I kept my eyes down. I do it every time. It just feels right that way - submissive to the core.

We entered the dark theater and found a seat out in the main area. We sat down to watch the movie, although I don't recall seeing much of it. Master and I started making out and he began rubbing my thighs and letting his fingers make their way up to my pussy. He got me really excited, and I'm sure we got the attention of all the lurkers in that room.

After a few minutes, we decided to find a private room. We had to check a few to find one unoccupied! We settled in to one with a "jungle" theme. It was kind of silly - vines, tiger poster, stuffed gorilla hanging from the ceiling - but it was dark and intimate. There was a light, but it felt hotter to leave it out, so the room was lit by the glow of porn playing on a small television in the corner.

There was so much shuffling outside the door, which made my heart race even more. I was so happy to have my Master with me - he makes me feel safe. At the same time, I kind of felt like a cheap whore in the movies. The dark room and expectations of anonymous sex lent themselves to that feeling...

We weren't in the room long before Master noticed someone had entered the room next to us and opened the glory hole. So he told me to strip. I obliged. Then Master told me to go see what the person in the next room wanted. I stuck my hand through the hole, and in a moment, there was a cock in my hand! I started stroking it, feeling so dirty! Pleasuring a strange cock without even seeing who it was attached to was an entirely new experience for me!

After a few minutes of stroking, Master encouraged me to get down and start sucking. I did - apparently very well, as he came in my mouth rather quickly (without any warning, which kind of annoyed me, but I guess you take your chances at the glory hole...). 

Someone else appeared after he left, but he didn't stay to receive any pleasure (other than a quick peek at us through the hole).

I got down on my knees and started giving Master a nice blowjob. It felt so nice to reconnect with him physically after doing something so dirty!

Then, another guest appeared at the hole. I sucked his cock for a moment, but he was more interested in groping me through the hole. We indulged this for a few minutes and then he went on his way.

Next, a black cock popped through the hole. I had never sucked one before! Master got behind me and fucked me while I sucked this fourth "guest" at the hole. I sucked him for a while, and Master alternated between fucking me and taking pictures. Eventually, we checked the time and realized that we had to head out. We mentioned it, yet our guest did not release his load.

We headed back out, me with my eyes down, of course. We browsed the sex shop in hopes of finding a decent video (no such luck there). I felt so incredibly dirty, wondering who, if any of the men staring at me I had sucked or fondled. I will never know!

I kept my slutty clothing on and changed back into street clothing in the car. As soon as we were back out in daylight, the whole experience began to feel like a dream. I was in awe of just how slutty I could be. Master was very pleased, and I was happy, too. It had been a fun way to spend our "date afternoon."

We are planning to do this again very soon. I will keep you all posted on the outcome!

In darkness, she awaits...

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Sexy Romantic Night In

Oh how I love these kinds of nights....

Master and I were sitting on the couch, just chatting about mundane things. I was in my underwear and a black shirt with no bra. I told him that my breasts might smell of coconut; I like to use coconut oil as a moisturizer. He pulled me close to "have a taste." He licked and sucked on my nipples, getting me more and more excited by the minute.

He then removed my shirt and laid me down on the couch. He then began playing with the edge of my underwear, and giving the area around a mix of soft touches and hard presses with his knuckles. He finally then removed my underwear and proceeded to tease my thighs with kisses and bites. He got me so worked up, that when he finally began to lick my pussy, I exploded really quickly!
The orgasms kept rolling in, one right after another. When it's that intense, I feel like I cannot bear it, and yet I'm DYING for it to go on! I felt my pussy gushing and gushing. I was actually quite concerned that I'd squirt all over the couch! Fortunately, all of the pussy juices ended up in Master's mouth instead!

When he'd exhausted my multiple orgasm (for the moment), Master then laid me down on the carpet, face-down, and fucked me hard. After he'd gotten me off a few more times, he climbed off of me and told me to suck his cock. I did, and I enjoyed tasting my sweet juices all over him.
After a bit, he laid me down on my back and fucked me some more. His cock slipped out of me momentarily, aiming itself toward my asshole. Master asked me if I would be interested in sliding it up there.... the answer was yes! Even without lube, we were able to get his cock into my tight little hole. He fucked me gently in the ass until I started to feel a little uncomfortable. Then, we moved to the bathroom.

Master ran a hot bath for us, and lit candles. It was so cozy and romantic, and very sexy. He climbed into the bath first, and sat down. I stepped in, and Master began licking my pussy until I came again. Then I sat down in his lap. Master started rubbing my pussy, and told me to tell him a fantasy story. My mind was relatively blank - drunk on orgasms and romance, I guess! I spun a simple little tale about an innocent girl dying to learn all about sex.
Master made me cum with his fingers, then climbed up to sit on the edge of the tub. He had me suck his cock for a few moments, which I did somewhat softly, tentatively, as though I were the girl from my story. Then Master stood up and fucked me in the tub.

We then decided to move to the bedroom. We have two large mirrors in the bedroom, and Master wanted a nice view. He laid on his back and I started sucking.... Then I climbed on top and fucked his cock in a few positions..... I turned around (still on top) and fucked in a few more. Then he laid me down on my side and fucked me until he was ready to cum. Then Master pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot a huge load of cum across my face and onto my tits.

A spectacular finish to a particularly fun night! At once very sexy, and very intimate and romantic.... my favorite kind of night!

Leather!

I love the smell of leather. I love the feel of leather. I love the look of leather. I love the bite of a leather toy on my flesh.
I am a big fan of leather!

I've always loved the smell of it. I remember telling my friends "there is just something about it!" back when I was a teenager and got my first leather jacket. References to leather even crept into my emo poetry. I believe Hazy Eyes and Leather was a title I came up with. To me, leather always represented something sexual and exciting. Perhaps because I felt so sexy wearing it?

In my relationship with Master, leather has made an appearance many times. There's the sexy leather harness he picked out for me....

There's the leather corset (my very first corset!)...

There are leather cuffs, to go with that corset....

There is my collar, my prized and treasured collar....

Oh, and let us not forget the implements! Leather floggers and paddles can leave quite the delicious mark!

Leather is always going to be one of those scents that I associate with hot sex (or at least with looking hot!). For me, it shall forever be in style!

 

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No Escape

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Pleasuring Myself: Part Two

I think it may be true that the universe gives us something if we "put it out there" that we want it...

Last week I had written about how simple my methods of pleasuring myself are when Master's not home.
Not a day or two later, I found a lovely surprise when I went to make the bed. There was a note under the pillow, addressed to "slavegirl." The note detailed a very pleasurable assignment I was to take on that night while alone.
I was to fuck my pussy with a nice fat dildo, while pleasuring my clit with the Hitachi magic wand. I was to set the interval timer (the one we use for working out!) and switch the toys back and forth from pussy to clit each time the buzzer went off. Doing so, Master reminded me, would bring to mind the fantasy of being passed back and forth between two men.

I did exactly as I was told, and made my little pussy cum as many times as I could manage. The combination of fucking and the Hitachi is incredible! The fact that Master wanted me to think about such a naughty, slutty act certainly helped up the number! MMF threesomes are really a lot of fun; and the fact that Master likes to use me as his slut when he so chooses is highly arousing to us both.
Somehow, for this particular assignment, it just felt right to leave the lights on, and enjoy the fact that our new bedroom has large mirrors on the closet doors, right alongside the bed!

Yes, finding the note while going about the afternoon chores made my day. But getting to cum so many times to Master's particulars, even though he wasn't here, made my night a very good one!

Pleasuring Myself

Lately, I've had a decent amount of downtime in the evenings. Downtime all alone. So.... sometimes the thought creeps into my head that I really should give myself some love.
In truth, I've ended up falling asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow most of these nights. Apparently, that is what months of sleep deprivation results in! Luckily, Master wakes me up when he gets home and I usually get a nice fucking before I drift off again. I truly do sleep better when I've cum first.

But, in thinking about cumming alone, I realized that I do it basically the same way every time. I have a nightstand full to the brim with sex toys (and then some!). And yet, I end up using my fingers every. single. time.
The exception to this is if Master has instructed me to cum a designated number of times and with a specific toy - or, of course, if we are playing together.

But when it's just me, it's really just me! I can cum pretty quickly once I get revved up, so I don't even need a lot of time to make it happen. It really does feel lovely to curl up somewhere cozy and start caressing my pussy. Where I place the most emphasis depends on my mood, and what buttons I hit along the way! I can cum from vaginal or clitoral stimulation, so I never quite know exactly where I'll finish.

I love the soft feel of my pussy lips beneath my wandering fingers. I love the wetness that comes with my arousal. I love being able to make my body feel so much bliss - using only my own body!
As I'm getting myself to a climax, my thoughts tend to lean to the exhibitionist and submissive sides.... dreaming of Master holding me down and fucking me hard.....or of being on display and made to do naughty things for an audience.... or a particularly good memory of a recent fuck.

Ultimately, sex with Master is always the most satisfying and fun way for me to cum. But I am very happy that I can "get the job" done (and well!) if the mood strikes and he's not available!

The Joy of Rope

I absolutely love hemp rope.

Yes, I love being bound with it. Whether my wrists and ankles are tied to the bed or my entire body is encased in a beautiful Shibari design, I am a happy girl if I'm somehow restrained by rope.

And yet, in the process of moving I unpacked and repacked the contents of our nightstand (I think we need a bigger one, the drawers are so full!). Each time I touched or smelled the bundles of hemp rope, I got a little tingle in my body and an intense yearning for some rope play! There is something so seductive about the feeling of rope sliding across my skin. From the very first time Master and I gave it a try, I was hooked!

It feels as though it's been a while since we've played with rope. I think we may need to fix that, and soon! Until then.... I hope you enjoy these:

 

Discipline

There are so many words that could be used to describe this image. "Discipline" is the one that felt right to me.

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Cumming in My Sleep

I cum so easily I can do it in my sleep! 

Well, I have read that people often do, they just don't usually remember it. That is a shame. I absolutely love the way it feels to awaken into a blurry orgasm - or to wake up in the morning with the delicious feeling that I just know I came while I was sleeping.

Sleep orgasms show themselves in different ways for me. Sometimes I wake up and as I start my day I'll gradually remember having a very sexual dream. My body will feel a bit tingly and warm, and I will find myself dying to get back into bed - this time awake with my husband!

Other times, I've woken up mid-orgasm (or directly post-orgasm). This doesn't happen as often, though it happened a lot during my second pregnancy! When it does, it feels so "real" that it is always a little surprising to suddenly realize that it was a sexual dream, not physical contact, that prompted this feeling! I don't (yet) have the ability to cum without physical contact of some sort while awake. I do know by these occasional sleep orgasms that my body is capable of it, however! Very interesting....

My absolute favorite memory of cumming in my sleep is from the first year Master and I were together. We had had really fun and passionate sex before going to bed, and a few different times throughout the night we both remember waking up thrusting at one another in our sleep. It just goes to show that the sexual parts of the brain never truly turn off! Or maybe it's just that sex is more fun than sleeping. Or both.

Ah, The Leather Harness...

This lovely little leather harness is one of my oldest pieces of sex wear, and carries with it many fun memories. 

Master and I picked it up in a great little sex toy/ "clubwear" shop we used to frequent. The photo shoot pictured here is from our one year "dating anniversary" - now over eight years ago! Master did so many fun things to me that evening. I was cuffed, bound to a chair, bondage tape covering my mouth (until he wanted his cock sucked!), with a camera snapping from the tripod all the while.

I wore this little harness the night before we got engaged (later that same year). I knew I was getting an engagement ring soon - we'd already picked it out. Master was going to surprise me by getting the ring even earlier than we'd originally planned, but the excitement was just too much and he had to tell me the night before! I was ecstatic. We had an intensely sexy night together. Lots of candle wax was dripped over my body as I writhed about on the soft carpet in the leather harness. I will never ever forget it.

Because it's more of a one-size-fits-most garment, and I was a very small girl before having babies (and I am still pretty small!) so the front part has (for me) a decent amount of "give." We had joked that it would still be a sexy garment to wear when I was pregnant one day. Well, we gave that a shot one afternoon near the end of my first pregnancy. It did still fit, but not quite as well as we'd envisioned. Oh well.

I love how something as simple as a sex garment can carry such a pleasant emotional weight. Even when it's as lightweight as a hot little leather harness!

I'm Ready

Ready for whatever Master wants to give me. A lashing, a caress, or his cock....



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