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Immersion..... - I continue caressing my mound, dipping ever so slowly into my now wet opening, dreaming of you and Alex. - Alex gazes at me and moves her hands to her breasts, smiling.....the Cheshire Cat...... - I return her smile.....watching her so intently..... - Then, with a serious look on her face, she tugs on her nipples thru her sheer bralet. I watch as they grow and turn a deeper shade of pink. She closes her eyes, tilting her head back, her hair falling down her back. I lean in and kiss her neck and invite you to join me. - Come, Catje, come closer. We watch you as you take yo… Read more

A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall (Bob Dylan) Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild… Read more

I was talking to my friend V the other night. She is in a different time zone than me, so when it's my afternoon, it is her night. We were chatting away about this and that, our lives, food, our desires and our sexual interests and habits. We enjoy each other's company and we like to tease each other when we talk. I was feeling sexual and I began squeezing my thighs together a little. I could tell V was tired, though, and knew she was heading towards sleep. 'I must sleep....I am so tired....' 'That's too bad, baby, I was going to ask you to take off your panties for me....' 'Mmmm.....I want… Read more

Uno We run through the station and barely make the train. There aren't that many people on board which is always nice; we could spread out and we aren't slaves to other people's cell conversations. We put our bags up and settle into a three-seater. I put my hand on your knee and smile. You turn and smile back. I lean over to whisper. 'I like you.... ...and you smell nice today.' A wry smile....'Don't I smell nice everyday.....?' 'Some better than others, but I do love most of what I smell....' You take the window seat and as I look out the window with you, my eyes wander, looking… Read more

....on New Year's Day. I lie alone on my bed, a thin sheet covering my body. The sheet is very old. It belonged to my great-grandmother. It is white...with many threads per inch and a floral border. It is very large. My favorite.... I look down and see where the sheet rests upon my fur, creating a little rise. I think of my furrow and what it looks like underneath, how another may see it, enjoy it...enjoy me, let me enjoy them. I see my thighs, slightly open. I am thinking about Elle and my one time with her We had traveled to New York together, staying in my mother's apartment. We each had… Read more

I wait...my earring dangles near your cheek...my tongue slides out to lick your lips...I ache...your mouth opens...warm breath...soft sigh... Can this be true? This? May I...? Your neck...so warm...the smell of you...you tilt your head, drawing me closer... Surrender I hear your soft moan...the top button.... ...the next one... ...and the next...opening your shirt. I see your white undershirt...your breasts...ohh..............me... Another button...almost done, baby, but not quite More? Your eyes are closed Head back I kiss your neck Long Slow Moan I know you love this Your neck........bab… Read more

(This is a story about my Dutch friend, Catje. I call her my Ginger Girl, because, well, she has red hair.) My Catje, I stand at your doorway, looking in. I see you sprawled on your big chair, your doggie sleeping nearby. My heart skips a beat...you know me so well. You are looking at me, smiling, your hands on your thighs. Your beautiful full thighs...where my eyes wish to be...gazing... I know you like me to watch you, and I surely like you to watch me. So, look...or peek?...close your eyes and let me look. And then? What you are wearing? My Catje...my angel... Your long tee... Your laven… Read more

I am in a room. It is quiet and beginning to get dark. The setting sun is sending slowly diminishing golden light over parts of the space. I am sitting in a wooden chair. My wrists are strapped to the arms with leather restraints. My ankles are bound in the same manner to the front legs of the chair, leaving my legs slightly open. I am naked except a sheer bra. My torso is bound to the back of the chair, not tightly, but definitively. My head is free to move and I look down upon my body, savoring the view and feeling in the present. My state is broken as I hear my Mistress approachi… Read more

I have recently been discussing mirror play with my friend Annie and how much I like it. My friend likes to hear about what I do and what I fantasize about when I am looking at myself. She says she masturbates thinking about what I do... My followers will surely know about my interests in this kind of pleasuring oneself and also that I started it when I was a girl, tucked safely away in my room at night. I liked the lights low, so there was mystery; I could fantasize that I was with someone else, my crush, who liked to watch me masturbate. I stared into the glass that was mounted inside my… Read more

Again, I sit on the floor, my hand caressing your feet, warming you. Your toenails are plum-colored and I move my fingers between your toes, caressing, tickling a little. You react, pulling back, but wanting more... My head is leaning against your knee, loving being here, so close. Your hand is feeling my head. I am so comfortable, so safe, so loved... You open your legs and my head shifts. I look up at you and you smile. You smile back, then look very serious. 'Please, Rae...' You open your legs more and slide down in the chair, inviting me to your garden. I look at you, the black hair co… Read more

I will join you in your room, if that is what you wish. I enter. It is warm and cozy here, bathed in red curtains and red and orange bedding. You sit on the corner of your bed, wrapped in a kimono. It is black with fantastic multi-colored birds on it. I see your bare knee, protruding from the silk. My eyes travel down your shin to your foot. It is pink and your toenails are dark ruby. You speak softly. 'Unbutton your shirt, please.' I unbutton, watching your eyes watch my movements. You shift a little. I finish unbuttoning, my shirt open in front. I rest my hands at my side. You look at the ar… Read more

I was talking with someone recently and I had some thoughts about 'waiting' and what it means for me. I began by writing some notes to her, but then felt that I wanted to put it out into the world more, unfold myself... Waiting is an important part of erotic desire. It is in the silences where we have time to go further and discover who we truly are. When I am waiting, I am with myself. I also like to 'keep people waiting'. As I watch my partners wait, I see them. It is powerful and makes me feel excited. Sometimes they wait and watch me, maybe for a sign, or maybe because they enjoy the wai… Read more

Take my hand and lead me down your path. Your hand is warm and I follow along, enjoying just being near you. I like it when you say what you want, and you lead the way. I can feel the sensation of my walking, my thighs rubbing against each other in rhythm beneath my skirt. I can hear your steps and your breathing as we go. I don't know where we are going, but it doesn't matter; I am safe with you. I look up and feel the sun on my skin, warming me. I hear birds and the wind moves the branches of the trees gently. We walk some more and I am getting moist. It feels so nice and I smile to… Read more

Vic lay motionless for a sec, letting herself meditate on the moment at hand. My fingers wiggled inside her and her quietness forced me to slow down and enjoy just being there with her. I leaned over and licked her crack some more, my fingers going deeper. Vic moaned from way inside, letting out her feelings of sensation in a profound release. I continued licking and kissing her most intimate place, letting her give to me. I licked the sweat off the inside of her cheeks, tasting her skin. It was so quiet for a minute, the humming of the fridge the only sound save for our bodies shifting and th… Read more

'You are so lovely to me, Rae.' 'You are so giving...so open. I like that.' I moved my fingers slowly in and around her vulva, gently massaging her tender flower. Vic continued pushing against me lightly, while she smiled and gazed dr*nkenly at me. She let her tongue slid over her lips, moistening her mouth. She closed her eyes and went into a dream state. I fingered her deeply and she moaned. She was so wet, and I brought my fingers to my mouth to taste her. She was so sexy, grinding the air, inviting me for more. I wanted more; there was no doubt. I wanted her to drink from me. I s… Read more

I felt excited thinking about my new friend Victoria stopping by for a visit. I had invited her over so that we could get to know each other better. I am very attracted to her, though I don't know if she feels the same about me. I felt a little out of control with anticipation of her imminent arrival. I had cleaned up a little, taken a shower and gotten dressed in a way that I hoped would interest her and draw her to me. I even put on a little perfume; just a hint. I felt femme, but that isn't always me. I wanted Vic to see me as feminine today for some reason, so I dressed the part, in a roya… Read more

'Yes, my mistress...you know what's best...' I'm not sure that I did, but I had thoughts about what I wanted, and sometimes I just begin with an urge not really knowing where it will take us. It is like beginning a piece of art; I never know what the outcome will be, but if I can be in the process, that is all that really matters. I was in my own little world, the excitement almost too much to bear. Alice's surrender made me crazy and I felt so strong and, yet, in a way, curiously compliant. I had given myself to her, and though she often said that she was mine, I was also undoubtedly h… Read more

I could barely concentrate on making coffee. I looked at Alice and my fingers caressed my flower. I was so wet and I could feel my heart beating with excitement. I fingered myself, rolling by bud and sliding my middle finger into myself. I went slow; I enjoy teasing myself, almost as much as I enjoy teasing my partners. Alice looked beautiful, her skin so lovely, her bottom so pink. I wanted more. I wanted to spend some time with my mouth tasting her, licking and thrusting my tongue into her special places. My fingers vigorously rubbed my vulva; I had forgotten time. And I had definitely fo… Read more

Alice is lying on my four-poster, her wrists tied to the headboard posts. She is naked, except panties. I sit next to her and touch her stomach. I am wearing my Japanese kimono. She moves below me, opening and closing her legs, thrusting her mound up to meet me. I run my hands over her stomach and breasts and let my fingers tickle her arm pits. She tries in vain to resist me. She is slightly moist there and I become excited. I lean over to smell her there and lick her sweat. She smells so good and I kiss the small patch of hair there and lick some more. Such deliciousness... Alice moans, sq… Read more