Apr 072009
 

It seems that my dominant side is never the most prevalent. But when it does come out to play….I feel ruthless. Bitch extraordinaire. I have not had any experience dominating a woman be it in person or virtually, but I’ve already discussed (here and with others) my desire to do so. I also must point out that I’ve never been much of a fan of the humiliation aspect of D/s, either receiving or doling out. Something more sinister, however, has popped up inside of me lately and I am finding myself aroused by the strangest things. A few weeks ago, at a meeting at work for our new unit assignments, the group was asked to do the school-classroom bullshit of “stand up and tell us about yourself”. Let it be known that I hate this. I am not comfortable speaking in front of people, even in such a casual setting. So I felt for this

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Jan 182009
 
Confessional: Oral Fixation

It’s all about what I can do with my mouth. And lips. And tongue. The need starts before anything else, before I even meet the person. When they arouse me, my mind first and foremost craves a kiss. As flirtation and seduction continue, even though I might crave a whole host of sexual things, when my desire is at its deepest my need to make-out with that person is nearly overwhelming. Even in dreams this is evident. For some reason my sexual dreams never include actual penetration. I rarely remember what anyone’s hands were doing or what they felt like. It’s just the kissing. One last thought on the kissing aspect – how a person kisses is a make-or-break for me. If they can never get beyond soft, gentle and tame…yawn. Loose and sloppy….blech. Worse are the guys whose style is akin to a retarded lizard. They just open their mouths wide, the only thing

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Aug 242008
 
Confessional: Cock Tease

The best pleasure comes from denial of said pleasure. Drag it out. Make him wait. With dangerous eyes and a smirk of teasing mischief, I drag one palm down his chest. Like a homing missile, my fingertips deftly locate the solid head of his cock which is trapped in his jeans and pointing at such an awkward angle….poor thing. Some circular rubbing to tease through fabric before I abandon it for the buttons and zipper. His cock springs forward after its long-awaited release, already glistening with pre-come. With my hand wrapped around his cock I rub the semen over the tip, a momentary feel of lubrication on dry skin. I run my hand lightly from the base, up the underside, skit over the head, back down the topside. Repeat. Watch his cock dance and his body twitch in anticipation. My hand goes lower to grip the base firmly and I let just the tip of

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Jul 202008
 
Confessional: Cock Sucker

I’m a very orally fixated person. It is evident in my appreciation for gourmet food. My longing and love of a good long makeout session. My occasional cigarette. My inability to resist wrapping my lips around a hard cock. Hard firm cock, soft smooth skin. It is my aim to reduce you to a blithering, sexually-crazed shell of a man. My hands, eyes, lips, tongue all just gravitate to a hard cock. A firm hand around the base, stroking with the rhythm of my mouth, up and down. A twist perhaps of my head on the upward pull of suction. Swirling tongue over the head. Warm soft hand caressing balls, firmly pressing the perineum. I crave the taste of the skin, my tongue memorizing you. Up, down, soft and firm, shaft and head, balls and more. I am hungry, I can’t get enough. You will not know which way is north; the distinction between warm

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