Oh please, when am I not?
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Oh please, when am I not?
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Oooo, watching yourself get fucked in real time. Might have to add this one to the bucket list!
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I am not an advice blog, but our friends at Sexxual Frustrationss have created some how-to guides that you may find helpful, if you’re looking for info…
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I want…all of that…
I want to be dirty the first time we fuck.
I want to feel my skin cling against yours like a robbery victim, holding onto what’s theirs in post-traumatic stress. I want the sweat to be a film between us, a natural slickness that lets us squirm and writhe against one another, a little lubrication before I smear you with your own juices. I want to run my hands through your hair and feel it catch against a tangle, watch your face wince as I don’t let them stop, pushing past and forcing you to be straight for me.
I want to be clean, the second time.
I want to smell foreign smells on you, and find the one that is you underneath each. I want to taste nothing but your skin, without the salty tang of exertion clouding the flavour. I want to glide into you, knowing that nothing but you is getting me there, and nothing but me made you this way. I want your hair to be like silk, slipping through my palms as I try to pull it. I want to wrap it around my fingers anyway, and then tug. I want that satisfaction.
I want to do all this, and then I want to hear you whisper how much you liked me dirty. And how much you like me clean. I want you to moan it.
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lol oh god, I can only imagine…
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What a fabulous follow up to the pearl photo sets I posted yesterday…not just the picture, but his words…
It doesn’t matter what I tie you in, if you think about it for just a second. Just so you know that there’s the bite of something around your wrists, ankles, keeping you in place. You’re never going to really test the restraints, because you don’t want to be free. You’ll give them the slightest of flexes, and then be satisfied that the illusion will hold if you push and prod it. Elastic like a membrane, the whole thing expanding to accommodate your suspicion.
Because while it might be an illusion, the physicality of it, the binds are very real. They settle around your mind like a perimeter, and if you were to push and pull at those, you might find something that pushes back.
I’ve put my hooks into you, wrapped myself around your head, and when I tie you up it’s an extension of that power that I’m manifesting. It’s not about whether those will hold you, because my will is holding you fast already. You can push and struggle against that all you like, but I tied you up long ago and you’re not going anywhere until I decide you will.
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Oh my…a whole website about casting female genitalia, with some pretty amazing examples.
I would love to do this! The question becomes, where to display it? Be bold, and keep it in the living room for anyone to see? Or keep the display slightly more demure and relegate it to the bedroom?
What I should do is cast the male genitalia of those who pass this way, then hang the finished pieces on the wall of my bedroom. “Welcome to my sex den. Feel free to compare yourself to those who have come (cum?) before you…”
Hahahahaha…I crack myself up!
Creative uses of chairs and/or stools…how many of these have you tried? How many more can you find? Do any of these make you as hot as they do me? God my imagination just goes into overdrive…
You’ll have to have the conversation whether they’re married or not. Or are you planning, during your birds & the bees talk, to skip over the fact that some people are gay/lesbian and letting the kid find out on their own? That sounds like YOUR hangup, not something that needs to effect millions of people around the country. Oh, I get it, it’s all about you.
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Hmmmm, love the way the water flows over your body. Would love even more to break up that flow by laying on top of you, entwining our bodies, our limbs, our tongues, finding our fit, as the water begins to flow over the two of us, a futile attempt to cool the heat that’s building…
Killing time today. Floating in the creek outside my house and soaking up the sun.
A perfect day for getting a buzz on and relaxing!
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