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Pulling over

I spent this past weekend in Orlando with my best subbie girlfriend. I’m sad to say that it had been 3 1/2 years since the last time I’d visited. Especially since it’s only 2 hours away. Life just gets in the way sometimes, yanno? I used to drive down at least once a month. Back when I first started going to munches and play parties and then to visit my Mistress before She moved to California. I always looked forward to the drive down. And not only because I was on my way to visit Her.

See, I used to drive a really crappy car that would vibrate a bit when I drove. The boredom of being in a car by myself for two hours, combined with the vibrations from the road would generally make me feel pretty randy. I was always getting horny in the car, so I had a habit of driving with one foot up on the dash, giving me easy access to my pussy. I would often finger myself while driving. Unfortunately, however, I was rarely able to get myself off just from fingering. On one such trip, I stopped and bought a vibrator, which I kept in the car from that point on.


As smooth as a baby’s bottom

Saturday afternoon I got my first Brazilian wax. So there’s another first to knock off an ever-shortening list! I intended to go only as moral support for my best subbie girlfriends, but ended up getting one also. It was her treat, how could I say no?

I kept her distracted while she went first, making her laugh all the way through it. She was very good at feigning that there was no real pain. However, I really had no clue just how stoic she was being. Once she was finished and the waxer lady was cleaning off the remaining little bits of wax, K asked me if I wanted to do it. I was really nervous and hesitant, having seen how much hairier than she I was. Plus, I’m a big baby, to tell the truth. She assured me over and over that it really wasn’t that bad, so I acquiesced.

The waxer lady stepped out, and I quickly disrobed from the waist down and got up on the table. K took my spot on the stool in the corner. Moments later the lady returned and had me spread my legs, knees bent and laid flat with the soles of my feet touching. The frog position I is how I like to think of it. It’s not very comfortable, and I have bad hips, but the lady was so fast with K that I didn’t think it would be too bad. Boy was I wrong! I was absolutely correct in my assessment of my hirsuteness compared to K. Her waxing took maybe half an hour. Mine took almost an hour! The first parts weren’t so terrible. The wax was warm and felt really nice. But unfortunately, of course it wasn’t there for the purpose of me enjoying the sensation. The lady applied the wax, I got to feel the warmth, and then she was applying the paper and ripping the hair away. It was very bright, sting-y pain. And there were some parts, the really tender sensitive areas, that really felt like she was ripping my flesh off instead of just tearing the hair out. It was very hot, burn-y pain. But the good thing is that it was very quick and didn’t linger. After it was all done, I didn’t have any residual pain or discomfort at all.

It’s been 4 days and there hasn’t been any regrowth so far. Still very smooth. I love the smooth feeling, so I think I will try it again for sure. 🙂

Backyard Bliss

The mid-afternoon air was hot and muggy when I opened the door from the bedroom out to the back deck. A light breeze cooled the sweat that instantly coated our naked bodies in a thin sheet of salty moisture. He reached around me and quickly squeezed my breasts before leaning down to kiss and nibble at my neck. As he pressed against me, I felt that his cock was already rigid with excitement at the business we were about to undertake. I giggled and pulled away to step gingerly across the deck. With my tender, bare feet I carefully avoided the relentless carpet of leaves, pine needles, cypress cones, and other tree shrapnel littering the boards.

Before I could reach the stairs, he gently pushed me against and over the rail so that I was looking down into the yard. My nipples and breasts were crushed against the rough wood and the sensation sent a gush of wetness to intermingle with the sweat already dripping down my legs. His fingers probed to test the wetness and find my clit. I moaned and shivered despite the heat outside.

“Patience, my love,” I panted at him. (more…)

Welcome. I’ve been waiting for you…

But not as much as you’ve been waiting for me. You just didn’t know it yet. 😉 It doesn’t look like much right at this moment, but this space is going to warm up fairly quickly once I get things going. You’re in for a fun ride. Thanks for joining me. I’m glad to have you along.

So, what can you expect to find here? There’s going to be some fiction and fantasy and some things drawn from real-life experience. I’ll let you decide which is which. And from time to time there may be photographic evidence from my play time. I plan to get very explicit. I’m an exhibitionist at heart. I like to share and bare all. You’ll be glad that I did.

For just a little while though, I’ll need your patience. I need to do some decorating to give this place some atmosphere, set the tone a bit. I may post a few things here and there, but it’s just for the sake of priming the pump. Once I’m up and running, though, there will be no stopping me. 😉

So stay tuned. Naughty things come to those who wait…


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