I'm in my early 30s but I'm a young girl at heart. The D/s dynamic is what fulfills me to my core. I'll always need a 'Dom', both sexually and emotionally. I'm into dressing up (nylon, corsets, heels, and anything younger-like), bdsm, spanking, etc. I'm here because I'm craving some audio stories from the Doms out there. Just to be clear, I don't want to start anything...no exchanging messenger addresses (email might be ok), no phone, no camming...I don't even wanna see a pic. This is my fantasy world...I just want to hear his deep, sexy, and comforting voice. As you can probably guess, I'm into older men. I've only ever been with men 15-20+ years older than me. I even lost my virginity to one. I have found myself attracted to girls the past few years. I do have a Dom and he's the only man I fuck. But girls are fair game, yum. I do very much enjoy the stories on this site; mainly bsdm/Dom/sub/Master/slave ones. It fulfills both the sex side and need for Dom/sub in me. Keep em comin...Don't send me a friend request without an actual message, especially if your profile has nothing on it. I've received dozens of those and I just delete them.Having said that, I also want to say that don't bother trying to add me if you expect me to have a 2 hour conversation with you every time I'm logged in and you msg me. If you're looking for something super serious from me, you're not gonna get it. I'm here simply to chat, read hot stories, get off occasionally, and if by a lucky chance some intriguing Doms have some audio stories for me then awesome. (But don't call me a tease and a lead-on if one night we have a hot cyber session and the next night I just wanna chill here and not talk. Lighten up, it's a sex website, not E-Harmony lol)With all due respect, this is a pretty awesome site though
I like white, but I love red. https://upload.lushstories.com/1114791476-4bcd1a601e9a40cdfa0aadc00ef4e2db.jpg
I want/need the Daddy Dom (thankfully I have one). A man who knows who he is (doesn't change/bend to other peoples' wills...just "this is who I am, take it or leave it") and of course secure and confidant in who he is. Obviously "who he is" shouldn't be an asshole lol. Confidence is a no brainer, even some cockiness is sexy, as long as it's not the kind that puts down anyone else or is ignorant. Someone who knows how to adapt to other people (this doesn't mean changing themselves like I mentioned earlier). It simply means he's able to communicate and possibly make a connection with different kinds of personalities...meaning acceptance and absence of ignorance for different kinds of people.Someone who can discuss/debate things with an open mind and be articulate. Respect for other views even if he doesn't agree with them.Someone who knows he's sexy and can utilize that in his sex life with his partner/sub, to make her melt. But his sexual attractiveness also carries over into everything (even the most mundane daily things) while he doesn't even know it. ie: watching him fry bacon is sexy. But a sub who finds her ultimate Dom should feel that quality in him anyways, even if he doesn't realize he possesses it.And most importantly (and probably the most tricky) when it comes to being a proper Dom...knowing that while domination means taking/having a lot of control, there's still consent involved. This is why crystal clear communication is needed when it comes to boundaries and limits. Being a Dom doesn't mean doing whatever you want whenever you want, but the relationship is a finely tuned and timed coalescence of the Dom and sub.
I've always had an exhibitionist streak, a huge turn on. I'm more turned on being watched in a sexual environment (ie: fetish club) than a more mundane realistic one though.
pepto bismol for the election coverage lol and I'm not even American!
https://upload.lushstories.com/1234490135-cfb2f7e6912c28aa77758062d431517b.jpg dark woods
Beggin for Thread - Banks
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I cannot fucking stand people who treat me differently just because I don't have a vanilla relationship (aka single to the vanilla world) and/or are childfree. People who purposely leave me out of things/conversations etc because of that fact...oh I'm sorry, just cause I'm not married with a baby on my hip looking out at my white fucking picket fence, that means you can't even have a fucking conversation or lunch with me? If all you can fucking talk about is your kids then you're the fucked up one, not me. There's more to life than that....whatever happened to connecting with someone because of who they are and not what their marital/kid status is? Seriously jesus fucking christ......
If a woman is a Cougar - Whats wrong with a Tiger for a man.I know a few girls who prefer a much older man - unfortunately one calls her lover - her Daddy. He isnt - but thats life. Nothing wrong with the Daddy thing ;) doesn't mean it has anything to do with her father or that she has Daddy issues, I should know. ;)
"Yes Alexis, oh god. Fuck that's good, yes right there! Ooh your tongue is magic, yes lick me harder, baby!" Alexis' mouth, cheeks, and chin were shiny in pussy juice. Chantal's pussy juice. The woman she had picked up in a jazz bar a month ago and eaten out in an alley an hour later. The woman who was a bisexual-virgin shall we say. The scene in Alexis' apartment was quite different this...
Added 10 Oct 2016 | Category Lesbian
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A weary sigh escaped Stephen as he pulled into his driveway and turned off the car. His watch read 10:48. He didn't know how many more of these late nights he could do. For the past few months he's been out the door by seven and he's been lucky to be home by ten. That's what happens when you accept such a high promotion in the corporate world; it's more money, but the cost of it is high for...
Added 21 Oct 2015 | Category Taboo
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I work so hard for him, for my daddy. I want to please him in every way. His pleasure comes first. I do it all for him. I'm guilty though. Guilty of sometimes having a secondary, wicked motivation and that delicious repayment of my efforts. It sometimes makes me move faster, harder, and longer, and that little subtle push to go along with my main reason for my submission to him. I just...
Added 20 Apr 2014 | Category Oral Sex
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The rain fell with abandon onto the streets and windows of the club. Splattering and making it's mark where it wanted. The wind sometimes tossing it up against the glass, like a woman throwing up her hands and hitting the wall behind her as her lover forces her up against it. Giving in, submitting to it, and trailing downwards in wetness. The impending darkness of the dusk was creeping...
Added 23 Sep 2013 | Category Lesbian
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David hears the front door close as his wife leaves their house to catch a taxi to a nightclub. Without him. Leaving him there in their house all alone after a painful orgasm while watching his wife's homemade porno of her fucking another man. It was a painful but oh-so-strong orgasm. His hands were tied so he couldn't do his normal iron-fist routine on his cock as he spurted. It felt like he...
Added 15 Aug 2013 | Category Cuckold
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He watched her slide the tube of red lipstick across her full, luscious lips until they were painted blood red. She pressed them together, rubbing, and puckered them in front of the mirror. Real cock sucking lips. His cock twitched in his pants. But it didn't twitch at the thought of his wife sucking his cock with those red lips. Nope. It twitched thinking of her red lips wrapped around...
Added 14 Aug 2013 | Category Cuckold
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The door opens and I hear His footsteps My heart leaps into my throat My pussy moistens My breath quickens I can't see anything The silky blindfold tied securely I shift, straining my ears to hear more I hear His low growl of appreciation His footsteps coming to a stop in front of me His fingers trailing down my cheek Over my wet lips Down to my throat, squeezing Further to my nipple,...
Added 11 Jan 2013 | Category Love Poems
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