the life and musings of a kinky slut
…my head was on his right boot. His left boot was on my back. I was naked, except for the ass hook in my ass. I was…pleased. At that moment, I heard him typing on his Mac, his goal near accomplishment. And once he hit publish, he removed his left boot and turned the screen […]
He had never fisted anyone before. For some reason, this surprised me. He showed me his hands. He wondered if I was sure I could take him. I smiled and held back a chuckle. We moved to near our original spot, though this time we would share a sheet with other friends. I laid my […]
“Who are you going to fuck with that?”“Her.” I had remained at NHF’s knee, watching the various happenings, as Slut delighted in her scene with Dov. However we did have a play date set. Me and her, my vagina and her fist. This however was augmented when she approached me wearing her big blue cock. […]
Connection. Appreciation. Care. Love. Watching WykD_Dave & Clover play Sunday night in a small side room of the dungeon was so powerful, so moving, I started crying. Seeing what they had. Remembering what I didn’t. Quickly and quietly, I slipped out of the space, grabbed a tissue from the rest room, and re-entered, taking my […]
After tapping my pinkie toe and assuring Veskrashen I was fine. After dinner, Chicago style pizza with friends at a nearby restaurant. After showering, getting ready, and chugging a Sparx. After my afternoon, it was time for my evening. For Sunday night, I donned a new dress. It was a black, tight, cotton stretch with […]
As soon as I saw him, I thought Shit, here we go again. He fit a type I like: tall, broad shoulders, attractive face, and funny. He was to be my crew chief for the day and this was a ten hour call. Still, there were many distractions. First, and most prominently, there was the […]
As I sat on the floor beside NHF, my head resting on his knee, his hand naturally went to my hair. At first he gently stroked my locks. Then he gripped my strands and began to pull. He alternated between a light and rough touch. I closed my eyes, soaking in the feeling. Gripping my […]
I saw him in the hall among the crowd as I briskly exited the Cabaret. “Hey, I just need to give a friend a band aid and I’ll be right back.” When I returned, he was standing right where I left him, talking with friends. There remained a large mass of people in the hallway. […]
Part of my last session with Doc focused on the idea of life goals. For this week’s homework, he wanted me to make lists of my life goals/desires. He encouraged me to be detailed (“Use that writing of yours.”) when describing what I want. In some ways this task is easy. In others it is […]
~a poem~ There’s just something About the smell of his leathers,The engulfing aroma,When he is near,That I can’t let go. There’s just something In his stare,His eyes fixed On me,Seeing me Through to my bones,That I can’t let go. There’s just something In the way he squeezes My hips,Digging into my flesh,And the final Bite […]