I log in several times a day to answer my messages, or post on the forum questions. If I show as online I would not be able to answer my messages or post. Often I may be logged in for an hour or so, but could only spend 10 to 15 minutes, 3 to 4 minutes at a time in between tasks at work or during other more erotic tasks.
I have told many of my friends if you want to meet up let's set a time and I can devote that time to just visit with that one friend. Either with private chat, messages, or the black boxes. I do not like to message or chat with more than one person at a time.
So it boils down to how much time I can spend here. It's hard to hold a conversation with some one here when you only have a few minutes at a time.
Brandie
Quite often. Several times a week.
Brandie
About 6 years ago when I was 53, I got a young man's virginity on his 17th birthday. Met him when he was 15 and he came a day early to clean our pool. I was sunbathing in the nude when he came through our gate. He is now 23 and his wife is 24. We roll play mother and son. Him and his wife are the youngest members of our swing group.
I am often offered to younger men at swing clubs. Most of them are in their 30s and 40s. I have also been offered to much older men. During, "My First Gang Bang and Golden Shower," which is posted here, I was 17 and offered to the owner of the house and property. He was in his late 50s and some of his friends were in their 60s.
So I guess I swing both ways, in more ways than one.
Brandie
Sorry. Way beyond my computer knowledge. That is why I have an IT Tech on staff. I would think that Lush has someone on staff that can fix it.
Brandie
Absolutely not!!!!! Even after having a double enema before the anal sex.
Brandie
I can't post any pictures but I have posted 2 stories here. A lot of people on other sites have said they can picture the backdrop and the action as they read my stories. Give it a try, the worst thing that can happen is you spend a few minutes reading about my many first at "My First Gang Bang," Parts 1 & 2 when I was 17 years old. If you can't picture it you would probably feel it, which may be better.
Brandie
Out in the real world my family and vanilla friends would be very surprised to find out about my kinky side.
Brandie
I would have to keep the cum. Most of the time when I give a blow job to compleation I have a very good orgasm when the guy shoots his ropes of cum down my throat. It happened on my first blow job. It will happen even without any other stimulation to any part of my body.
Brandie
I can tell you that Hubbie and the guys in our swing group love them. It is the first part of morning foreplay and happens most mornings at my house. I love waking them up taking care of their morning wood.
Brandie
I have two of them and like them for what they represent. They are both BDSM marks of ownership. Hubbie's is a colorful butterfly with a 4 in wing span with my assigned number in the wings. It was done in 1981. If I wore a bush, which I have not in decades, it would not be visible.
Having it done was a mix of moderate pain and great pleasure. The needle was painful, but her hand was resting on my mound and clit and the vibration produced a couple very strong orgasms. There was also a couple onlookers from the shop watching. I am an avid exhibitionist and it added greatly to the erotic scene and turn on.
The second one is from a Dom that won me in a sub auction that I was offered in for 11 years, from the mid 80s to the mid 90s. He won me each time except the two times he was out of town for the auction. It took place in Dallas twice a year, and was a fund raise for two well known children's charities. I did not receive any of the money. His mark is the BDSM symbol with his 3 assigned numbers. One in each section of the symbol. It is under the right wing of the butterfly.
Brandie
Always. I even read them when I post to the forum questions would I, _____ with the person above me.
Brandie
With another couple, this morning. With myself, after lunch this afternoon. With unknowns, at this time, later this evening.
Brandie
Of course I would. We seem to have a lot in common.
Brandie
I do not like to read books for pleasure. I do not have time. I normally read articles or publications for information when necessary. I will read a few stories like those posted here.
Brandie
It took a while to overcome the gagging. So I would say, for me, it was a learned skill. A non deep throat blow job was more of a natural ability. I also had an orgasm while giving my first blow job when he shot into my mouth. This still happens to this day and like the first time, no other stimulation is needed other than his cock in my mouth and him getting off while I continue the blow job until he is finished.
Brandie
I first became a submissive when I was 17, except for my first year of marriage, I have been one ever sense. For the most part I'm fairly quite during a scene and speak only when spoken to or asked a question. Out side of a BDSM scene I can be very vocal. The two stories I have posted here, "My First Gang Bang and Golden Shower," are about the first BDSM party I participated in.
Brandie
Not only is it one of the craziest, but it is one of the most erotic. It starts with me standing on a very large area of purple brick pavers like they use for streets. It looked just like one of the main streets in a town in central Louisiana close to where Hubbie grew up. It stretched in 3 directions as far as on could see. In the 4th direction was a large mountain range.
I was standing there, wearing nothing but a long black sheer gown that reached to my ankles with a pair of CFM heels and my belly chain. The gown and chain is the same gown and chain I was wearing at the first sub auction in Dallas. I actually still have the gown and belly chain. The whole sky was orange and casting an orange glow over everything. There was a light smoke in the air and I could smell burning sulphur I did not know where I was, but with two suns in the sky, I realized I was not on planet earth. I was looking all around and could not see anything but the mountains.
Then there was a loud roar and what looked like a huge fire ball in the direction of the mountains. When the fire ball burned out it appeared as a dark speck. As I watched it, the speck got larger and larger. Another roar and another larger fire ball. As the speck grew larger it appeared to get wider too. Soon I could see motion like a large bird flapping it wings. Another roar and fire ball. What ever it was, it was coming straight towards me.
Then I realized it was not a bird at all, but a huge dragon. I turned away and began to run. My heart felt like it would come out of my chest. I was running like I had never ran before, but with no where to go. Then a thought entered my mind and I could hear, "You can not escape, you efforts are futile, you will be mine." Another roar and the area lit up with a bright orange glow lfrom the fire ball and I could feel the heat on my back. I could hear the swish of its wings.
I thought, "This is it I am about to be its dinner."
Then another thought enters my mind and I can hear it too, "No, you would not even be a decent bit, much less dinner."
Now I can feel the wind rush past me with every flap of its wings. It's shadow passes by me and I know it is right behind me. It must have swiped at me with its paws as my gown was ripped from my body. It passed over me, turned 180 degrees, and landed right in front of me. I stopped, and stared in amazement at how large it was. It folded its wings in and was still wider than a grown elephant and its body was three to four times as long with a long spiked tail.
I turned to run and it reached out and grabbed me and I began to scream and pound on its paw with my fist. It appeared to giggle and showed me it other paw. Then its claws came out and poked me in my belly, my thighs, then each of my breast. Another thought enters my mind and I can hear, "Brandie, do not be afraid, I will not hurt you. I'm not going to eat you. At least not as food."
I looked up at its face and into its green eyes that was as big as a basket ball. A soothing feeling came over me and I begin to relax.
I will stop here with the events of my erotic dream and let your imagination fill in the rest. I will tell you that in the end I found out that he had brought me to the planet. We worked out a deal where if he returned me back to earth he could summon me back to his planet on a regular bases.
When I woke up I was extremely wet and turned on. I attacked Hubbie with a vengeance.
If you are interested in a more complete story about this real dream, message me and I will let you know where you can read the whole story.
Brandie
No, I do not wish I had a real cock. Like mentioned above I want my men to be very manly. In dealing with sexual issues, I have no desire to dominate a man.
In dealing with non sexual issues, I do not dominate my male, or female, employees either. The majority of the time they know what they need to do. Their profit sharing is inspiration enough to do a good job. On occasions that I need to request a task, I do not give them orders. Instead, I ask them to do tasks, usually with please somewhere in the request.
Brandie
Yes I have. Usually I don't have to ask anything. I just begin to kiss more passionately. This usually works and soon he has his hands on my tits. From that point it is not very long until thing begin to move in the right direction toward mutual orgasmic bliss.
Brandie
As a submissive shared wife / sub, my clothes are chosen for me, when we are going out to play, by Hubbie or a Dom he has lent me too. I am instructed to sit bare assed where ever we go, unless we are going to be with vanilla friends or family.
I choose my clothes to go to work or out on non playing outings.
Brandie
We probable have over a hundred, which were gifts from Jay.
In the mid 80s I was the manager of the shoe and accessories department in a privately owned department store. I was fucking the owner, Boss, who was a close friend of ours. Hubbie knew all about it. I would go to market in Dallas with Boss to buy stock for my department. There I met Jay who we bought most of our shoes, purses, belts, etc from. Jay always had the best selection of CFM heels at the Dallas market. He also had adult stores, both retail and wholesale.
Boss had let me know that Jay wanted to fuck me and would give Boss $500 if he could get me to fuck him. I was ignoring his passes as he was kind of a jerk. When big box competition was hurting the little guy's, Boss ask me if I would fuck Jay to get us a better price on our orders. I did, and it helped keep us open about a year or so longer.
Most of our porn collection came from Jay as gifts to us. Jay was kind of jerk, but a generous one.
Brandie
I have been multi orgasmic almost from the beginning, shortly after I discovered the pleasures of masturbation. Those cucumbers never got limp. I would have 3 to 5 waves with each orgasm. The orgasm would start and then begin to ease off, then build again a little higher, then ease off. These are what I have called waves. Each one gets more intense until it peaks and I reach the climax of that orgasm. I consider this to be one orgasm with 3 to 5 waves.
For the next few minutes she will be too sensitive to even touch. But my nipples are not. Then we or I start another round of fucking or masturbation until another set of 3 to 5 waves begins for another orgasm. Each orgasm climaxes more intensive than the one before. More often than not my last orgasm will end with me squirting if I'm being fucked from behind. If we are face to face I call it flooding as it can't squirt. We call this sport fucking.
If I am making love with Hubbie or Steven, the only two men I make love with, I still get the waves and orgasms, but usually they are not as intense and I usually do not squirt. There are times that the making love turns into sport fucking. The sport fucking is more erotic and produces stronger, longer, and more intense orgasms with more waves.
Brandie
