Hi! I'm a beautiful, married woman. I'm hoping to make some friends here, men and women, who can arouse my mind. I had some wild times back in college. I was definitely a fun, kinky girl. Since then, I've settled down. I married a "good boy," have a few kids, and a good career. I still have that wild side of me that like to come out sometimes. And that's where Lush fits into the picture. I am proud to be a member of this naughty site.**I don't do cybersex**
I've had my body painted with liquid latex. It was fun and no safety concerns. If you have sensitive skin or body hair, then you may run into problems.
I had a really difficult time with anal play and butt plugs. I've finally graduated from my anal boot camp. :P Anyway, I found a butt plug that was great for a beginner but it does not have a tail. If you're interested, let me know and I'll share the name.
I realize I'm in the minority, but I prefer play without safe words. Of course this means that my play partner must take time to get to know me and my body and, of course, there must be trust. I don't like safe words because they make me feel unsubmissive, like I have control over the scene. My current Master requires my hair to be in a ponytail when we play so that he can easily read my facial gestures. It works for us.
I've managed to juggle both. I currently have a Dom and we are both married. When we are online or texting, I am his. When we meet up, I am his. We do not interfere with each others' married life in any way. For instance, he would never order me not to have sex with my husband. It works for us. That said, I could probably get into a deeper submission if I was single and truly belonged to him. But I'm happy nonetheless.
Why do women get pissed and refuse to tell us why? People, men and women forget themselves and put their pride in front of their love. Is being right or vindicated worth angering the one you love? Because we wish you would figure out what you did wrong. You've done this 1000 times before. How could you not know why I'm mad at you now. Just saying <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/icon_smile.gif" alt="icon_smile">
I've done this. Usually after a breakup with the next guy. It's a quick and easy way to get the job done.
I remember my first time. It hurt like hell and took about 20 minutes just to get it in. There was definitely no 'O'.
I've only heard it with the "J" sound.
I can drive in heels but have a hard time driving in platforms.
I love having my feet massaged and my toe knuckles cracked (yes, I know that's odd). Toe sucking doesn't do anything for me, but it's not a turn off either. My current play partner loves sucking on my toes and doing things to my body that makes my toes curl.
"I have to cancel tomorrow. I'm too swamped. Sorry." "But we haven't seen each other in weeks. You had me paint my toenails red for you today. You made me hold in all my orgasms for the last week, so that you could have all my pleasure tomorrow. You always do this," Alice complained. "Master has numerous responsibilities." "Let's put 'master' aside for a minute. Andrew, I have...
Added 30 May 2013 | Category BDSM
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“Bradley just left,” I whisper cautiously into the phone and then return the receiver to its base. As quickly as my legs could carry me, I run into the shower and wash my husband’s scent from my body – inside and out. I towel off and rub a handful of strawberry-scented lotion onto my skin. Gleefully, I skip back into my marital bed and cover my naked body with soft ivory sheets. And I...
Added 24 Aug 2012 | Category BDSM
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Sarah was nervously fidgeting in her seat, her warm brown eyes constantly shifting back and forth between Mr. Wilson and the empty notebook on her desk. Sarah was a lovely combination of pretty and adorable. Her petite frame stood at 5’3 when on her tippy-toes. Her lovely pale-skinned face was adorned with freckles. And her long hair was a beautiful yet unusual shade of auburn. “Your...
Added 10 Jan 2011 | Category Taboo
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Penny’s online naughtiness develops into a real-life experience of bondage, discipline, power-play, pain, and pleasure My online friend, Jack, is the only person who knows the real me. To the rest of the world, I am a good wife, a great mom, and a respected business woman. And everyone always thinks of me as innocent. They don't seem to notice that mischievous twinkle in my eyes. But...
Added 10 Nov 2010 | Category BDSM
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I have a secret friend and we love to tease each other. Jason and I are both happily married, but as everyone knows, marriage can get a bit dull. So we love to flirt and turn each other on, but we would never cheat on our spouses. No, that would just be wrong. We both love to read and write erotic stories. And there is nothing more arousing than reading each other's kinky stories. We...
Added 26 Jul 2010 | Category Wife Lovers
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I am standing alone in this damp dark and very cold cellar. It’s creepy. There are cobwebs and all sorts of things I can’t identify. I am frightened – yet at the same time I am so turned on my pussy juices are moistening the small cotton patch of my panties. I am in a bent-over position, my right wrist cuffed to my right ankle and my left wrist cuffed to my left ankle. I am wearing my tall...
Added 12 Jul 2010 | Category BDSM
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I am standing naked in the cold cellar, the cool air causing my nipples to stiffen. Michelle, my gorgeous friend with her lovely blond locks, is walking toward me. Naomi, the sultry brunette, is following behind her. I am standing with my brown hair resting on my shoulders, my arms raised above my head, wearing nothing but my tall black leather stiletto heels. Michelle opens the bucket of...
Added 22 Jun 2010 | Category BDSM
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It was the Saturday night following my college graduation, and the next day I would be moving back home with my parents. Oh, how I dread that stifling environment. Perhaps I should have one last fling. I head to my bedroom and remove all my day-clothes. My boring jeans and T-shirt. My Nike sneakers. My cotton undergarments. Even my ponytail holder. I stand naked, looking at myself in the...
Added 06 Jul 2010 | Category Straight Sex
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Fourteen years we shared together Every smile, every frown Every up and every down Now my sobbing head seeks your caress My hand reaches out for yours But is met with emptiness You cut me out Like a pernicious disease My heart is aching and cannot be appeased Stare into my glassy eyes And you will see a pain-filled soul I clutch beneath my left breast and sense the invisible hole ...
Added 11 Dec 2010 | Category Love Poems
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I place my pillows by the headboard of my bed, climb in, and sit up with my back against the softness of the pillows. I am wearing my light blue cotton nightgown with cap sleeves and a low neck line. I slip my left hand through the top opening of my nightgown and begin caressing my right breast. I slowly run my fingers over my nipple until it stands erect. Now I move my hand to my left...
Added 16 Jul 2010 | Category Masturbation
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