The first thing I notice is the cold. It runs down my back in sharp juxtaposition to the warm caresses of his fingers, shocking me into drawing a sharp breath. My muscles tense as I follow its path, down my back, around my buttock and up again, and again, and this time the other buttock,... Continue Reading →
Dear Diary January I don’t want to waste any more time. Bodies are so amazing, they can do such amazing things, but you never know when they will stop working, and mine is already half beat. I don’t want to waste any more of the time I have being ‘good’ and following the rules. I... Continue Reading →
I took this picture for the chair prompt week, and didn’t post it. Not because it wasn’t ready, or it didn’t fit the theme, but because I was having a mini wobble about my photos and their suitability for Sinful Sunday. The truth is, I looked at everyone else’s amazing work and I didn’t feel... Continue Reading →
"I'm still riding the happy waves of having my hands and mouth on your tits"Honey
Tied and taken by the wonderful Honey The best thing about starting to explore non-monogamy for the first time is that everything is new and delicious and exciting.
A couple of weeks ago, I passed my first twitter anniversary as mywildlens. It has been a wonderful, life-changing experience, and despite my continued disability I feel like a completely different person now to the one I was last year, without colour or life. In part, I wanted to reconnect with my body, to learn... Continue Reading →
So if you’ve been the recipient of my longing lately then I’m sorry ... it's just the build up of repressed desire seeping out of my cracks like air from a balloon on the cusp of bursting.
The Sex Diaries (8th March)
I send my partner a quick text to let him know that I’ll be done in ten minutes or so. We usually have lunch together around this time, and I’m just finishing up listening through the audio I was recording for GOTN’s audio porn project. He sends back a quick ‘K’, and I tell him... Continue Reading →
I was seventeen when I had my first relationship. He was sweet, kind and exceptionally creative as well as utterly respectful of all my boundaries. His creativity was fantastic, and he introduced me to my body in a wonderfully playful and exciting way. I remember sitting at the family computer; a big grey box set... Continue Reading →
Hot Tub Thoughts
I have always had a very vivid imagination. As a child that needed to frequently escape my surroundings I learned to live in my head, developing a rich fantasy life that became very adult the moment I read my first sex scene in a novel. Since then, my imagination has always played a huge part... Continue Reading →