About kinky_girl


I've been knocking around on here for over five years as a member and lurked a little before that, so I've had plenty of chance to realise my likes and dislikes. I'm here to chat, to read a few stories and maybe get writing again soon. I love the variety you can find here and really enjoy exploring things I'd never even thought of.

I am happily married, but still enjoy using the site. I'm usually open and honest, I tell it like it is (to the point where I often get in trouble for being too blunt) and I expect the same from other people. If you're here to put on a facade and pretend to be someone you're not, I'm not your girl.

Please be respectful- I'm not saying no whispers etc.- but I won't respond to inappropriate messages. I like older men, mid thirties to mid fifties is ideal. And I like them a bit geeky too, preferably with a dark sense of humour!

Alex McPopsicle
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24 May 2018 23:18
Sex, naturism, submission, reluctance, 'ghost hunting', spending time with my friends, swimming, music...
Favorite Books:
Anything romantic or funny. I read as a form of escapism so I want to go to a nice place! Harry Potter is always a winner.
Favorite Authors:
JK Rowling, Jill Mansell, Jeremy Clarkson, Jenny Colgan, Sophie Kinsella etc..
Favorite Movies:
Pretty much any Disney film is a winner, my favourites being Beauty and the Beast and The Little Mermaid. Again, comedy and romance and a bit of action/ superhero stuff.
Favourite TV Shows:
Sherlock, Elementary, Last Week Tonight, Crazy Ex Girlfriend, Community, Archer...
Favorite Music:
Classical, rock, metal, acoustic, dance, easy listening...


Date Joined:
26 Apr 2011
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Topic: Penis Size - a question for the gals.
Posted: 31 May 2017 16:23

I would always favour honesty over what someone thinks I want to hear. I'm not actually gonna fuck anyone off here in real life so I would never know if they were lying or not but I'd hope people could be honest about something as unimportant as cock size.

The saying 'it's not what you've got but how you use it that matters' couldn't be more true. I've slept with two guys who had huge, thick 10 inch cocks and clearly thought that that was enough because the sex was awful. In my experience guys with 'less than average' sized dicks tend to be insecure about that fact and therefore put more effort into fucking and you both have a way better time.

Not everything is about penis size. I don't care if you've got 4 inches or 10 inches as long as you know what you're doing and we're gonna have a great session. Anything in that range would be physically satisfying inside me but, honestly, I prefer an average 6-7 incher.

Topic: What are you listening to right now?
Posted: 17 May 2017 12:13

The soft pitter patter of raindrops landing on the felted roof of our chalet. I'm not feeling well so I'm wrapped up in bed, looking out over the woodland at the back of the abbey where Lord Byron lived. There are worse places to be ill.

Topic: Weird Food Quirks
Posted: 11 May 2017 14:52

I like fizzy drinks served flat and at room temperature and I really don't like ice or lemon in them.

I drink really strong tea, which compensates for the fact that I have at least an inch of milk in it because I don't want to have to wait for it to cool down.

Brussel sprouts are my favourite veg, which I'm told is odd. But they're just so tasty.

I eat my meals in order of preference. For example, I'll save the tastiest thing until last. This backfires when I get too full to eat the last thing and then I miss out on it.

I also drink a hell of a lot of liquids. At least 3 litres a day, more on a warm day or if I'm doing stuff. It's probably an average of 4 litres a day, but sometimes 5 or 6 if it's very hot.

Topic: A little OCD never hurt anyone, right?
Posted: 28 Feb 2017 15:24

I actually have OCD and can safely say that clicking on this thread was not a good idea.

Topic: this makes me feel so british!
Posted: 28 Feb 2017 15:02

Thank you for this. I never know. Are you British or English, or do you care? Can I call you European or is that just for the continent? Is my ignorance offensive or is it just obvious I'm American?

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You have English, Welsh, Scottish and Irish people.. We are all also British, providing the Irish folk are from Northern Ireland.

England, Wales and Scotland are the same land mass. This island is called Great Britain. Add in Northern Ireland and together they make up the United Kingdom.

The southern bit of Ireland, technically the Republic of Ireland, is a country in its own right. So the one island is two separate countries.

I like to be called English, but British is also absolutely fine. European is not at all acceptable to me. We are part of the EU, for now anyway, but the countries are all still independent so we each have our own names... It would be like calling all Americans and Canadians 'north Americans', it's just weird.

Hope that helps. And now I shall stop rambling!

I immediately sung the advert to myself. Terribly British of me. But I have no idea what larks tongue is so maybe not so much after all...

Topic: Watch out UK readers, Doris is coming!
Posted: 25 Feb 2017 10:25

My Mum's name is Penelope. Is anyone called Wilbert? It sounds like a cartoon name. No offence to any Wilberts out there. Wilberforce would've been better.

D x

With a bit of luck, we won't make it that far through the alphabet! I don't know anyone called Wilbert. Only time I've seen that name is the arupid BBC three show about the dog.

Still, I'd like a storm named after me! I shall make a submission for next year :) x

Topic: Watch out UK readers, Doris is coming!
Posted: 24 Feb 2017 14:32

Medium and high wind impact storms that are due to hit the UK are named by the Met Office. They started doing it in 2015/16 so it's now in its second 'season'. The wonderful British public can send suggestions to the Met Office and they then compile a list of the most submitted. They will only consider actual human names. These are then arranged alphabetically and alternate between male and female names. Then, as and when storms come along they are given a name from the list, which is followed in alphabetical order. So Storm Doris was named a while ago and this would have been the name regardless of the strength of the storm or any damage etc.

The names for this year are: Angus (19-20 Nov ’16), Barbara (23-24 Dec 2016), Conor (25-26 Dec 2016), Doris (now), Ewan, Fleur, Gabriel, Holly, Ivor, Jacqui, Kamil, Louise, Malcolm, Natalie, Oisín, Penelope, Robert, Susan, Thomas, Valerie and Wilbert.

Storm Wilbert and Storm Susan don't really evoke fear and treachery either do they? Ah, you can always rely on us Brits to suggest suitable names bahaha.

Yesterday my bin lid flew up and blew a pop bottle and a box of cat biscuits into my neighbour's garden and I can't get round to retrieve them. I have felt suitably guilty about it since. I hope you're proud of yourself Doris.

Topic: Those of you lost your virginity after the age of 17
Posted: 22 Feb 2017 12:05

I was saving for marriage, even though I knew I would not marry until I lived with him first.
It's was complicated to a teenager, the fear of abusive father finding out, pregnancy etc...
I made it to 19, decided I had waited long enough, loved the man I was dating. We had talked a bit about marriage already.
So I had decided that I would tell him that weekend when we went out.
He picked me up and as we went around the block to the main road, he hands me a bag, inside was a small jewelry box.
Inside was a ring. Not what I expected. So he proposed in the front seat of his pickup
truck. I told yes, some day. Then after dinner I told him of my plan that night. That my decision
had nothing to do with his proposal, but that it had made me realize my choice was right.
So July 8, 1978 (7/8/78), I gave mine to the man I did marry almost a year later,

This is beautiful ♥️

Topic: Awesome Member Award. New. Please Read.
Posted: 21 Feb 2017 17:16

I like the idea a lot. There are so many valuable members who go above and beyond. I think they deserve to be appreciated formally!

I'm backing the 'awesome' badge. I'd also like to throw in the 'gold star' badge in too. At school when you're well behaved, kind, do good work etc. you get a gold star. Much coveted, relatable and fitting for this I think, after all, it is to be awarded to the stars of Lush. Something simple like 'Lushest Lushie' could also do the job and reflects that this is tied to the core values of our little community. I shall keep thinking too!

Topic: The Rage Cage
Posted: 20 Feb 2017 10:51

Family are currently in a bit of a housing related crisis. Dad is overwhelmed and stressed out by it. Brother has grandiose ideas but a zero hour contract so really needs to readjust his views. His fiance is in her own fucking dreamworld and doesn't seemed phased by any of it and also 'doesn't have time' for a part time job to help out financially, despite the fact she's only in uni 11 hours a week.

So it's all left to me to prevent them from becoming homeless as the place they are renting is about to be sold by the landlord. None of the rental properties I've found are any good. Dad needs a bungalow with step free access. Brother needs a garage for his motorbike. His fiance needs somewhere with decent transport links so she can get herself to uni rather than relying on my elderly disabled father to drive her. They've poo pooed all but one of the places I've found. So I put a £150 application fee in for it. And then they decide it's actually not suitable.

I've now had to start looking at alternatives, like benefits to supplement their income, social housing, temporary housing etc. Dad doesn't care as long as there is a separate shower. Brother doesn't trust the council to find somewhere. His fiance might not even qualify to live with them as she's only been in the country 18 months.

Received a letter from the council on Saturday saying they need two months bank statements and proof of income for each of them. I was due to go home on Saturday, back to my husband and my own house and my own chores and responsibilities. I haven't seen him since Valentine's day. But, being the sorter of the family I agreed to stay so that I could sort it all out and hand the evidence in on Monday morning as soon as they open.

It's now Monday evening. My dad has finally got me his bank statements but not proof of income so I'm gonna have to trawl through them so I can highlight and annotate them to explain all income. My brother still hasn't printed his wage slips off for me and isn't happy about having to share his bank statements with the council. His fiance doesn't have a bank account or any income so I need to write a letter outlining this. Then tomorrow morning I have to take his fiance to the team stop which is a twenty minute drive away, then take all this stuff to the council offices and have them copy it, then come back to their house to drop their paperwork off, and then I can finally drive home to my husband, who I won't have seen for a week by this point.

Then tonight, my brother announced we will have either Indian or McDonald's for tea. Which requires me driving to either place, buying food for them and then driving back. Despite the fact that there is food in the house, but nothing to eat as he didn't bother to get any meat out the freezer when I asked him to this afternoon. There are frozen pizzas so I said we could just have them, hut his fiance doesn't eat pizza. He doesn't want to eat something different to her so we have spent the last hour debating what we will do and are no closer to a decision.

I am currently feeling completely unappreciated for everything I've done for the last few weeks trying to prevent their impending homelessness and then to add to that, they just expect me to buy fucking tea for them. I want to see my husband, I want to go home, I want to sleep in my own bed and curl up on the sofa with my cats. I also want some fucking thanks for all the stuff I am doing for them and not just to be exploited and taken for granted because my husband and I have a very healthy income. Yes we get a lot of money, but in the last couple of months I've spent over two grand on these three people and yet they can't even cook me a fucking meal.

To add to all of this, I have now been off work for over three months with depression and anxiety. I think about killing myself daily and it's struggle just to get out of bed. But I have done everything I can to help them, regardless of this. And all they do is fight me, moan and procrastinate. Why do I fucking bother? Right now I feel like telling them that they can shove it up their ungrateful arses and then driving the hundred plus miles home too see my love. But they wouldn't do anything about their housing situation and then in a few weeks when they have nowhere to live I know I'll feel guilty as hell. So I'm stuck here, trying to organise these fucking ungrateful morons while feeling suicidal and missing my husband like hell. I don't know whether to cry or scream.

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Stories Published By kinky_girl All Stories »

My First Time With a Girl

Holly and I had been friends for about 18 months. We'd been introduced by a mutual friend and the three of us got on really well. Holly and Si lived a few minutes apart and on the same bus route, so they used to make the twenty minute bus ride and the ten minute walk to my house together, usually two or three nights a week. We'd sit and eat ice cream and watch television or we'd go and sit out...

Added 29 Mar 2012 | Category Bisexual | Votes 46 | Avg Score 4.95 | Views 32,480 | 22 Comments

An unusual night out

'Hey, how are you? Enjoying it so far?!' he asked embracing me and ruffling my hair.   'No, not in the least mate. End of the first and we're only up 1-0, what's all that about? We should be all over them!' 'Trust me, we'll win.' 'I hope so, see you later anyway I don't wanna miss the start of the second.' I went and took my seat for the beginning of the second period and tried to...

Added 19 Apr 2012 | Category Reluctance | Votes 35 | Avg Score 4.73 | Views 17,310 | 14 Comments

The Adventures of Anastasia Sapere

I'm 18, I'm in my second year at 6th form and it's coming up to my final set of exams. I've applied to the best universities as my predicted grades are good but now I'm panicking I won't make the cut and it's all because of music. I have to do an exam on my chosen instrument which is fine, it's the written analysis paper that I'm not looking forward to. So, each morning I get in to school...

Added 31 May 2012 | Category BDSM | Votes 19 | Avg Score 4.58 | Views 6,660 | 12 Comments

The Adventures of Anastasia Sapere Part 2

Since my mum passed away it's left my dad, my older twin brothers Shaun and Lewis who are 23 and both work full time, myself and my little sister Gracie who is ten. Shaun is an accountant who goes to the gym every evening from work so he gets in around now. Lewis is a baker so he is normally just rousing from his nap after being up so early. Dad is a driving instructor and he tries not to...

Added 27 Jan 2017 | Category First Time | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 5,226 | 4 Comments

Sick day

I woke up at 8am to hear my fiance saying, "why does the clock say 8?" Shit, my alarm hadn't gone off again.. I really must remember to change the batteries! I got him to ring work and tell them that I wouldn't be going in. I was already two hours late. I slipped out of bed and went to the loo, admiring my handiwork from my shower yesterday in the mirror on the way back. I normally have short...

Added 12 May 2011 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.71 | Views 8,676 | 14 Comments

The End

When the nights are endless and the days are over, When the moon doesn't glow and the sun stops shining, When eternal night falls and the blue sky darkens, When the birds stop tweeting and children stop laughing, When conversations end and deals are closed, When the flowers stop growing and the leaves all fall, When the wind doesn't blow and the waves stop crashing, When heavy hearts break...

Added 16 Jul 2016 | Category Love Poems | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 826 | 6 Comments


I wrote you a poem once It talked of what had gone and what was to come Of all the things I didn't know about you And of all the question I wanted answering That Saturday when I woke up It had gone My window was open I saw my hopes I saw my memories I saw our past I saw all those things that didn't last As they slowly drifted down Riding the wind on that piece of paper ...

Added 14 Aug 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,084 | 3 Comments

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