In the colder months, it's usually jeans and about 20% of the time I'll wear a denim mini with leggings and boots. As soon as I can get away with it without freezing, the skirts and dresses come out though. Then when it gets nice and hot (for maybe two weeks a year!) I make the most of it and wear my birthday suit.
Him stood, me knelt before him looking up. I like to feel overpowered which him standing achieves and me looking up helps keep my throat open for him. Also leaves my hands free to roam his body, finger his ass and grope his balls.
If it's more of a long and leisurely deal then his ass a few inches from the edge of the bed, laid on his back, heels up either side of him so he is spread wide. I can suck, lick, nibble and caress every inch of his fun parts and really penetrate him in that position.
There are a lot of fake people on here. There are also, what I assume to be, normal people but who use blatantly fake photos and claim it's them, their partner, friend.... they don't even go to the bloody effort of finding similar looking people (or cocks, one does not suddenly wake up with one's foreskin reattached).
I report them and move on.
I always wanted to do it in a swimming pool, hot tub, car and an open field. I have successfully ticked them lot off the list.
Now I have my sights set on the car bonnet, pulled up at the edge of a quiet country road. I'd also love to be taken deep into the woods and then fucked, serene and natural. Aside from my screams of course.
Chatting to some friends about my exploits one day and one of them said 'you're a kinky girl' in quite a shocked tone. I took it as a compliment and it stuck. Damn right I'm a kinky girl.
Ranidaphobia is the fear of frogs.
Bufonophobia is the fear of toads.
Epistaxiophobia is the fear of nosebleeds.
I have all three *shivers* just writing them down gives me heebie jeebies.
To be able to search for members easily.
If the site was more mobile friendly that would be amazing, but I realise that's no small ask.
Also, I'm backing the vote for a 'famous/ legendary' category. It's a shame that these incredible and erotic additions get lost in the annals of Lush.
Fingers, hairbrush handle, handles of make up brushes, mascara tube, neck of a wine bottle (we drank it first, don't worry!)... oh jeez, when I was younger and couldn't afford the extensive toy collection I have now, anything long and at least an inch in circumference was a goer!
He doesn't eat pussy, which is fine as he has the skilful and dexterous hands that a pianist would be envious of. So, I opt for just fingering!
If oral was on the cards, I would still only want one at a time ideally. Fingers and mouth is too much sensation all at once. I can't focus on what's happening and it just blurs into one great big wet vagina assault as far as I'm concerned.
If you feel the desire to use fingers while going down on someone, a single finger, probed only an inch or so inside her and held still works wonders.
My number one fantasy involves a lot of reluctance, him taking advantage, me being naive and malleable and could be categorised deeply deviant considering all the finishing touches I desire.
NHS mental health provision. Absolutely fucking abysmal. It's no wonder suicide rates are so high when services are basically impenetrable.
How hard can it possibly be?! Once you've done your assessment and decided someone needs help
a) PRIORITISE your patient load
b) REFER them to the appropriate specialist/ team
c) COMMUNICATE this to the patient so that when they are feeling the lowest they ever have, they won't have the added stress of chasing you to find out what the fuck is happening and if they're going to get any sort of bastard help
d) get an appointment for your patient and tell them about it
e) if you haven't made any progress with this in TEN CUNTING WEEKS and your patient calls up and politely asks what is happening/ if you've managed to sort anything and you promise to find out and call them back that afternoon- CALL THEM!
No wonder people moan about how wank the NHS are.
I love a man in uniform. You know, not an ASDA outfit, but police, firefighters, medics- they're all winners. Men in decent suits drive me wild too. Oh, a suit and a beard. Come to momma! *drools*
That's beautiful! I'm lucky to see a couple of bloody magpies where I live.
Lately all I can think about is burying my face in the beautiful moist valley of a lady's silky flower.
Okay, so excluding the hookers, blow and champagne for the first night... I would buy an obnoxiously large house for me, hubby, brother and his fiancé and my dad to share. I'd want a 'granny annex' for my dad and a wing each for us couples and then some communal areas. It'd need around 10-12 bedrooms so we had room to grow as a family and still have space for guests. Also, a garage to hold a minimum of four cars/ motorbikes, a separate office for hubby, a room for me to craft in, an indoor swimming pool and hot tubs both indoors and outdoors. A couple of acres of garden so there could be naked sunbathing and of course be commutable into London.
And then I would buy the contents of a Disney store, a shit ton of diamonds and sapphires and a tesla.
I'm a Virgo but I don't strictly believe in astrology. I certainly check the boxes for your typical Virgo, for example, I'm particular and meticulous to the point of being annoying. However, it's possible that these character traits and my star sign are coincidental and not causally related.
Zoolander. Personally, I think it was an abomination. Haven't been able to watch a Ben Stiller movie since.
Also, a film called Ma Mère. It's about an incestuous relationship between a mother and son. Needless to say it doesn't end well but at the end they head to the wine cellar and start to fulfil their desires. She gets him to cut her stomach with a razor while he wanks. As he cums, she slits her own throat. Final scene: he says a final goodbye before her cremation. Goes into the room where his dead mother lies and starts jacking off again. It is one of my greatest achievements that I managed to stomach watching that film until the bitter end.
3 ear piercings is clearly a good number! I wouldn't say I'm turned in by piercings, but they can certainly enhance. Plus, you get to wear sparkly things and that is always a winner for me. I'm obsessed with the brand Industrial Strength, so damn shiny.
Okay, I'm going to try to answer these to the best of my ability, based on my experience.
Yes, you can 'play at' being a Dom (although I doubt forever). If you have those urges, go test them out and if you find it's not for you then that's that solved. If you enjoy it and want to continue, then you have started the journey into discovering your dominant side. It's the same as desiring/ learning anything. You need to have a go first! Nobody can tell you whether you are or are not a Dom, it's a decision you will need to reach. I think it's important to have suitable experience before you rule it out.
When I first ventured into this lifestyle, I found many 'Doms' who wanted to use me for their own gain. After a while I found a Dom who was willing to teach me, help me and didn't put himself first. My advice would be to find someone with a little experience to help guide you. They don't have to be a sub and they don't have to be a lover. There are plenty of websites, go join one and make friends with a Dom who is willing to mentor you. Go to a local munch and meet other people in the same boat (we were all new once remember!) who you can always rely on for help.
It's not really a question of being taken seriously. There is someone for everyone. The world of kink is wonderful that way. People have Daddies who are younger than them and subs who are bratty beyond belief. Married couples have open relationships and the wife takes a Dom who isn't her husband. Anything is possible. You just have to find the right combination of participants and kinks.
As for your last question, yes, I absolutely believe so. Not all Doms are sadists and not all subs are masochists. For every Dom that doesn't want to beat their partner, there's a sub who would rather be deprived, degraded or denied. Being a Dom is about being in control, taking what you want and giving what they need. There are no hard and fast rules other than safe, sane and consensual. You can be whatever kind of a Dom makes you happiest and hardest as long as your sub is agreeable.
The BDSM police aren't going to knock on your door if you do it 'wrong' so just take your time, enjoy the learning curve and have an adventure.