Noodle #6

Noodle has now worked out how to fake his location on his iPhone (which is pretty hard to do, he had to load some program or jail break the phone, I don’t really know what he did but somehow, he did it, so he could see me more easily, pretend he’s still at the store but actually be at my place with his phone in case she calls – I really don’t want her to know where I live either since she’ll apparently bash me!) and he showed me how his phone had recorded his location for the few times that he’s already been to my house. I think I freaked out more than him, asking him to delete it immediately. His partner does not sound stable (though I know I only get his perspective of her, don’t worry, I’m not completely delusional about my part in this) & he’s also cheating on her, so I don’t know what a scorned woman would do. I don’t trust her so I want to be careful, he assures me that he will protect my identify at all costs, should she ever find about me. I believe that he will – I trust him with my address & real name… I know when this goes south & believe me, I am also not delusional that it won’t, it will, he will make sure I am not in the cross fire. I appreciate that at least. I even ask him to promise that he won’t ghost me, that he’ll find a way to tell me that it’s over. He says that he’ll try, but it may not be possible.

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So the next day, Sunday afternoon, he says that he’ll come over in his lunch break again, I am surprised at how much this guy has been able to see me so far, that we are able to see each other a few days in a row! I am also surprised as how much he wants to see me… Not many guys have ever wanted to see me this much! Or wanted to talk to me this much…. I think that is our downfall, but we are powerless to stop it.

I leave the door open for him & am in my bedroom when I hear him come in, I meet him in the hallway, we collide the second we meet, kissing with such passion & stripping so quickly. I have never had this kind of passion with someone before, it’s fucking nuts – I can barely control myself around him. I know you probably think I am like that with every guy, but I’m not. I get turned on, yes, but not ever like this before. I can’t be around this man without his hands on me, mouth on me or cock in me… It’s almost like I can’t get him close enough to me, or inside me quick enough. We’re in my bedroom and fucking quicker than I care to admit. I cum several times before he jumps up while I am on my stomach & I hear him ruffling through my draws, he grabs my hands roughly behind my back & ties them together (He doesn’t get this dominant very often that I get so wet from just this small act), he turns me over roughly & starts kissing me all over. With this angle the tie is digging into my arm, it’s starting to hurt a little so I try to turn over to expose my wrists & I ask him to loosen it but he smacks my ass & says no. FUCK, I literally get even wetter. I’m not even sure how that works… He fucks me again & finally once he’s done, he unties my hands & I realise that one of thumbs is a little numb. it actually stays numb for a few days that I actually fear he’s done some permanent damage, but it gets better & am kinda sad that I don’t have that little reminder of how naughty we were that Sunday afternoon!

We cuddle lying on the bed, again somehow I don’t like cuddling but my whole body is cuddling him, drawing him in as close as i can get to him. His hands are never stationary on my body, they run up & down my skin feeling every lump & bump. We lay there chatting , he looks at his watch then at me & runs his hands even more suggestively over me so they are between my legs slowly turning me back on. He makes me cum this way before rolling on top of me, sliding into me, we’re face to face, I can’t look away, our eyes lock & to be honest, this is probably the first time that I have fucked a guy where I haven’t looked away. Usually I close my eyes when they look at me as it’s too intimate or something. But this time, this guy, I look at him, he’s looking at me, he’s deep inside me & I’m seriously tingling all over, when he kisses my neck, OMG that feels fucking amazing as he slowly slides in & out of me, he keeps moving his mouth, down my body till he is sucking a nipple, I moan the loudest I have ever moaned, without even realising it or being able to control it, usually I am pretty quiet during sex, contrary to what you may think because of this blog.

He moves from nipple to nipple, sucking while he slowly fucks me, I can hear him chuckle as I moan even louder & louder, squirming under him, trying to get away, he takes my hands & pins them above my head, I beg him to stop sucking my nipples, even though I don’t want him to stop. Why do we do that? Tell someone to stop when we really don’t want them too so we require a safe word? Why don’t we just mean stop when we say stop… But I don’t mean it & he doesn’t stop!

He keeps doing it over & over, letting my hands go so it doesn’t take long till I am cumming loudly grabbing onto him, digging my nails in his back. As I cum for what seems like the tenth time, quivering & shaking like I never have before, my legs shake uncontrollably, he cums for the second time in 2 hours & as we lay there afterwards trying to regain our breath, he says that he never cums twice ever – Well you just did Noodle! Hahaha. Geez, that was also a long lunch break!

Later when Noodle & I are chatting, he tells me that if it wasn’t me, he would’ve chosen someone else to cheat with & my heart sinks a little… I actually thought I mean’t something to him… I know he’s a liar & a smooth talker, I mean how else did we get here, but I din’t think he’d be so brutally honest with me. I can’t hide my disappointment & I’m surprised that he spends so much time reassuring me that I’m not the most convenient person he could’ve chosen to cheat with, he tells me that he actually likes me & then puts my mind at ease, “You’re very easy to talk to, can be funny (hate admitting that), sexy as fuck, dirty minded and I actually really like your honesty” WOW… I don’t even know what to respond to that. He also says “I’m pretty sure your everyone’s crush on here, but it’s all good… cos I had a crush on you and I got to fuck you, so I can’t complain.” Well at least I know I he’s feeling a little the same as I am. Why am I feeling this way?!


Max #9

Again I don’t talk much to Max, but do you know what, who cares at this point. He doesn’t seem to care much about me, so why should I put any effort in? Especially since he’s married, there is no future for me here, but I figure if he wants to to keep going, then he should be worshipping me! How many woman are there out there would actually ‘date’ a married man in an open relationship? I doubt there are that many!

I’ll see Max when he is free, if I’m free (which is fucking annoying that I always am) but I’m not going out of my way to talk to him & try to see him. Things have ended with Origin, sadly & now I am basically only seeing Max every few weeks whenever he is not infamously busy but of course there’s still Noodle.

As if this story couldn’t get any weirder, during this time, Sweetie is actually seeing Milky. Yes my Milky. I set it up so I am not upset about it. But fuck me if this isn’t the weirdest thing ever, I don’t know what is… How did I get in this situation? Well Sweetie wasn’t seeing anyone, I was enjoying her husband more than Milky, so after Milky said he wanted to fuck her as the condition to have the MFM with me & Max, I passed on their chat app details & they started chatting. They caught up a few times but he decided to not use a condom with her one night & as she wasn’t on contraception as Max has had a vasectomy, she had to go get the morning after pill… I mean why do men do this? Fucking seriously… Milky tells Sweetie that he thought she’d be on contraception but that’s beside the point. Not only should they be scare of an unwanted pregnancy with a married woman, but what about STI’s? Does no dude care about that anymore? I’m obsessed with condoms & am constantly carrying them around in case they don’t have a latex free one, but guys seem to be so happy to just whip it off & risk the STI’s. I don’t get it.

Anyway Max invites me out on a date & I am so ridiculously starved for an actual date that I jump at the chance, he invites himself over & says that we’ll go for dinner then to the movies. We go to Fasta Pasta for dinner – so classy hahaha. I can tell he’s uncomfortable, awkward & not at all enjoying this like a date should be. I mean we’ve been seeing each other for 5 months. The conversation seems forced & I find it hard to keep engaging with him, I am almost dying to get to the movies because at least then neither of us have to force conversation. We see Baywatch with Zac Effron (yes that’s how far behind I am in these stories!) he starts rubbing my leg in the virtually empty cinema & I am spreading my legs a lot quicker than I should be. This guy should seriously be earning this – especially since we barely see each other anymore. But my stupid vagina craves this, I am wanting him to touch me & It feels so naughty that it’s in a public cinema. He slips his hand into my jeans & I bite my lip, he’s going to finger me during this movie & I know that if I resist it’ll just spur him on more, plus I want this… I’ve never had a guy do something like this to me before. I shift in my seat to give him easy access & within a few seconds because I’m so turned on that I’m doing this in public, I know I have to be quiet but let him know that I am enjoying it so I grab his wrist & guide his hand to a better position, but I don’t let go as he gets me closer to cumming, I squeeze his wrist with my hand. I throw my head back in the seat as I cum, biting my lip so as not to make any noise. It’s actually pretty sexy… After the movie, we go home to my house for some quick sex & then Max goes home.

A few days later Max, Sweetie & I go to Switch together, they are staying at my house as usual, they come over & we head into the city. It’s an uneventful night, at least Max isn’t kissing random women while he’s there with his wife & me. Max actually makes an effort to seem like he wants to be there with me & Sweetie, which is good. On the way to Switch in the taxi, Max slips his hand between my legs & I feel a buzzing, it’s mini vibe he has… I squirm under his touch but it doesn’t really do much. We have the usual 3sum when we get home & this time we tie up Sweetie. Max lets me use the candles on her but when a drip of wax causes her to ask us to stop, I lose confidence to do anything. Later I find out that it actually caused a burn on her belly.

2 weeks later, the night after the last time I saw Origin, I spend the day with Noodle, tired as fuck from the weed muffin. I don’t want to leave him but I said that I would go to Sweetie’s birthday party, I am tired & really can’t be bothered getting out of bed after the day I spent with Noodle, does edible weed do that to you? I have no idea but I am not in the mood to go out. I need sleep & tons of it. I message Max to say I’m at the hotel that they’re staying at, at the time they ask me to be there… He meets me out the front & takes me up stairs. The last thing I want to do is have a 3sum with them right now. But I get there & Sweetie is still getting ready. I am kinda pissed that I have gotten ready to make it here by 6:00 pm & am now going to sit in the hotel room for fuck knows how long while they get ready still. This really doesn’t help my mood!

After what seems like eternity for me – it probably isn’t but I’m feeling like shit, but I couldn’t bail being I found out I’m the only one the invited to this party. They get ready to go out & we head out for dinner. I am in a mood, I can’t snap out of, this is not what idea I had in my head when I was invited to a birthday party. We end up going to the WoolShed – those who live in Adelaide know it’s this bar/nightclub in the city that had a mechanical bull to ride… Yes classy! Hahaha. I can’t snap out of this mood, even when Max rides the bull, I just can’t enjoy it. I left my car at their hotel, or I would’ve left early, but I also feel bad because I am the only one there…

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We go back to the hotel room & again, I am not sure why I went up, I am really not in the mood, I have probably really ruined the night for them. I should go home! While Sweetie is having bath, Max starts making a move on me, he gets me naked & ties me to the bed with rope. He gets his toy bag & starts using things on me, I see Sweetie come into the room wearing the bathrobe. Max kisses her & leaves a vibe on me while he attends to her. I’m tied up & usually this would be something I enjoy, but my headspace is not good for this. I hate it. I hate that I am tied up, being teased while they fuck next to me. I wriggle my way out of the restraints & stand up, getting my clothes on. This was not a good idea. I told Noodle I wasn’t going to do this & I shouldn’t have… I really wasn’t in the right place for this. I leave them to it, saying good bye & driving home. I hop into bed & fall asleep immediately.

I wake to my phone ringing about 10:00 am, I look & it’s Max. I almost don’t answer… I am still so tired, I notice other messages too on my phone. I answer & he asks if I’m ok, he was worried as I hadn’t replied to any messages he sent & I didn’t send a message when I got home last night. I explain I was tired & I’m ok. We hang up. I roll over with my phone, quickly replying to Noodle to his messages this morning & closing my eyes to go back to sleep. I am still wrecked from the weed muffin… How do people smoke weed all the time!?

I barely ever speak to Max again… I am so done with trying to even chat to him & so done with the “I’m busy” bullshit that I no longer even make an effort & neither does he… So we basically ghost each other, in a way… The story, of course, is not done – this is me afterall, but it’s over for now!


Origin # 14

As Origin leaves that night, he says laughing “Let me know about our baby” then tickles my tummy & goes. I laugh, but I think about it & realise, holy fucking batshit! FUCK. He jokes but we could’ve just made a fucking baby! I don’t want kids… SHIT! I walk around the house aimlessly at almost 2:00 am, thinking WTF am I going to do… I get a text from him saying “Thanks for tonight superstar, had a great night, love Origin xxx” I don’t reply. I don’t know what to say to that… This guy could’ve just impregnated me & made a joke then left! Why doesn’t this guy ever stay the night?

I take the morning after pill & decide to let him know that I did, oddly I do this via snapchat like a teenager. I send him a snapchat picture of the box & tell him what I’ve done. He offers me money for it, but it’s not about that. It’s only like $20, it’s not about the money. This is the second time in 35 years that I have had to take the morning after pill. I’ve always been on contraception & always basically a condom advert, but I had to take it last time I was seeing him. Fucking hell. Last time it made me a little crazy so I am careful of how I react. I am seeing Max & Noodle at the moment too, so I am going to have to be conscious of how I am with them too. I know I am being weird with Max, but he’s being weird with me too…

I don’t see Origin for over a month, things are still weird with Max, things are going too well with Noodle that I need this – I need a single guy to come along & show me what I could have, what I deserve, not this half ass relationship from married men… Origin is the only single guy I am seeing… I mean I am still chatting a little to Rob Rob, which is just fucked. When Origin & I were supposed to catch up but he forgot to message me because his dad was in hospital – understandable, but the whole bailing thing is getting old. I forgive him for that & hope his dad is ok, I sort of wish we were at the point when I could offer to go to his side… I really like this guy…

It’s the end of June when we catch up again, he’s been talking to me about bringing a weed muffin for us to try, I’ve never had a weed muffin, I’ve also actually never smoked weed before, I have taken drugs before as a late teen early 20 year old, quite a lot when I was partying as a youngan, but I grew out of it & now with my job requiring a drivers license, it’s really important I am responsible. I even don’t even drink more than 2 drinks when out & driving. So it’s been many many years since I did anything.

He calls me in the morning to make sure I am free, this is sort of unusual for him, I assumed he was calling to bail – I almost didn’t answer to be honest… He comes over & we order Indian food again, it’s our ritual, I love it & don’t get it often so I love that it’s our thing. We eat, put on a shit movie that he wanted to watch but it is so fucking shit that we get distracted… hahaha. He offers me a quarter of the muffin but after about 30 minutes nothing is happening that we both decide to have the other quarter each. We hate the movie so we decide to play pool when I realise I am laughing like a lunatic at everything he says… WTF is so funny? Why is my smile so wide? I have to hide my face in my arms all the time to make sure he can’t see it. I am literally laughing at every little thing like it is the funniest thing ever! He is also laughing, it’s like a weird movie… Us just laughing at everything, not to mention playing pool terribly! If this is what a edible is like, it’s not that great… We play a few games of pool before I sit on the couch saying that I am fucking tired. He agrees & sits next to me, we don’t touch but just sit there. We talk for a bit but I start nodding off…

It’s not that late when Origin leaves, like around 10:00 pm, spouting some shit about needing to go, I don’t mind because I know Noodle is spending the day with me tomorrow & I have Sweetie’s birthday drinks to go to, plus I have just become so fucking tired for some reason – like can’t-keep-my-eyes-open tired. As soon as Origin leaves I jump into bed naked, not able to keep my eyes open long enough to plug my phone in…

Later the next day between things, I message him saying that I’m sorry for falling asleep on him but he says it’s ok & that he’s so scattered. I am scared I was an idiot being that one of the last times we saw each other I was a complete tool, biting him… (I still cringe at that even 2 years later!)

We chat a little but over text & snapchat but never meet up again, I then one day I send out a snapchat to all my friends including Origin, but he never opens it. WTF?! Even though he’s the only single guy I am seeing, I seem to be putting all my eggs in the Noodle basket… So I don’t seem to care that Origin never looks at my snapchat.

Ironically, a few days after that, Origin comes up as a friend suggestion on Facebook again, this time his profile picture is of him & a beautiful girl, cuddling up – cosy, like a couple… I know he doesn’t have a sister, I know he wouldn’t be in a profile picture with his sister in law, so all I can assume is that he has found a girlfriend.

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While this upsets me a little, I mean only a couple of weeks ago he was at my house having sex with me that may have ended with a pregnancy & then a few weeks later with a weed muffin & now he’s already in a relationship with someone so much so that they are at the point of changing his profile picture… WTF? Am I seriously the fluffer for men to find the one they want? I don’t know if I told you but Milky also has a girlfriend now too…

I mean as Origin is a single guy (or was a single guy) that I actually liked, I am keen to see where this would go however with Noodle in the picture, I am keen to pursue that chemistry…


Erotica: Scene Nine – Quick Fuck

Not many more to go now, only 3 weeks left!

I hope that you’re enjoying these!

Here’s a link to the other scenes… Scene one – Nipple Bells, Scene two – Wake Up Call , Scene Three – His Orgasm & Scene Four – The Wake Up Call , Scene Five – Blindfold, Scene Six – Shower, Scene Seven – Anticipation & Scene Eight – Watching.

Scene Nine – Quick Fuck

As I lie there covered in his cum, panting from such an intense orgasm with a vibe, he stands over me, I turn my head to look at him.
“Fuck, you are so hot”
I giggle.
He grabs my legs by my hips & pulls me down the bed towards him.
As he slowly takes the vibe out of me, I lift my hips to give him a better angle.
He throws it on the bed & he lays on my body keeping my legs up with his hips.
He takes my hands in his & pulls them up above my head, holding eye contact with me again he leans down to kiss me.
His kiss engulfs me, he kisses me deeply till I can barely breathe.
My heart rate still rapid from fucking that vibe for him.
He links fingers with me & trails kisses down my neck.
I finally get a breath.Kink Quick fuck sex dating.pngHe kisses down my shoulders across my collar bone & up the other side of my neck, back to meet my mouth again.
I squirm underneath him to try to get him to let me go, so I can run my hands on his back, though his hair, dig my nails into his back so he knows I’m enjoying it.
But he just holds me firmly down, kissing me, then again moving down one side of my neck across & back up the other side.
I feel his cock between my legs start to twitch & I try to move my hands so I can stroke it & give him some pleasure too.
But he won’t let me move.
As I feel his cock harden between us, lifts his hips, leans down to kiss me as he slides his cock over me, finding my entrance.
He doesn’t slide it but just teases me, putting the tip in ever so slightly, while I try to lift my hips to take him deeper.
He teases me while deeply kissing me, I try to pull away from his kiss to beg him to bury himself deep inside me but he catches my mouth as I move my head.
As I feel myself getting lost in is torture, he slams his hard cock deep inside me, I try to cry out but my mouth is full.
My eyes pop open with surprise but am quickly taken back to the moment.
His pounds me hard, his cock dipping in so deep, then he pulls it all the way out.
So fast.
His rhythm is relentless.
His mouth never leaves mine.
I am moaning against his mouth.
He fucks me so hard, I can feel his balls slapping against my ass.
Once again I try to move to meet his thrusts, to touch his hair, even to scream out in ecstasy but I can’t.
In & out, in & out.
I can’t take it anymore, I start moaning in his mouth, letting him know I am cumming.
My toes curls, my hands squeeze his as he squeezes mine back & I cum with him filling me every where.
It goes on, deeper & deeper, I’m now feeling him do the same noise against my mouth as he cums deep inside me.
Not once does he stop kissing me, until he is completely spent.
He trails a kiss down my neck & lets me hands go, only now I can’t move them.
He stays on top of me, deep inside me, before catching my mouth again for one more kiss.


Guest Blog: 10 Important Lessons I Learned When I Found My Local Kink Scene

There are many things you should discuss with your partner before embarking on a kink lifestyle. I know that now, but I entered it quite blindly with people who didn’t really know what they were doing. While it worked out alright for me, it could’ve been a very different story.

I want to use this blog to also open the dialogue, why should it be a secret. Like I said in my guest post why I do what I do, I don’t understand why kink & sex is such a taboo subject. I’d rather people know I am into kink & doing it safely, rather than no one knowing about it at all!

Here’s some more tips for you!

10 Important Lessons I Learned When I Found My Local Kink Scene

It seems like more people than ever are experimenting with kink. Many do so from the privacy of their homes and learn from books and websites like this one. I found it even more helpful to explore my local kink scene at the same time. Finding the kink scene was one of the most transformative experiences of my life. Here are the 10 important lessons I learned.Local kink scene, dating sex.png1. How to Set Boundaries

In the kink scene, it’s standard for people to negotiate what they are and aren’t OK with before playing together. Essentially, the submissive explicitly sets boundaries with the dominant. These boundaries are normally known as hard and soft limits. Hard limits are things that you don’t want done to you under any circumstances. Soft limits are typically things that maybe you are kind of hesitant to take on. Or you’re only willing to do them with certain people or at certain times.

There are BDSM checklists that you can print off to help you have those discussions. No matter what a submissive’s limits are, it’s a standard practice to clearly establish them before playing. This is especially important because the dominant and submissive are operating outside of societal norms of what’s right and wrong.

As a recovering people pleaser, I found the process of setting limits within my BDSM practice translated into learning to set them in my personal life. I started to push back on friends or relatives who ignored boundaries I set. I also became better at clearly stating those boundaries in the first place.

2. Something Can Be Scary and Not Kill You

It is completely natural to avoid what we fear. Fear is an extremely intense emotion. Often, fear limits us in ways that actually impede our survival. Fear might keep us from switching jobs when our current employer isn’t treating us well – or prevent us from even looking at other opportunities. Fear might make us stay in a relationship that’s unhealthy because we’re afraid of being alone.

I was scared to death when I joined the kink community. I’ve also had scenes that scared the pants off me (sometimes, quite literally). I survived. Challenging those fears ended up being incredibly fulfilling for me. It was a rush to conquer my fears and make it to the other side. I also gained the knowledge that I am capable of handling much more than I thought I could.

Whether it’s a new sexual act that you’re nervous about trying or a big life change, the unknown can be terrifying. It’s also where some of the best things in life are. Facing fears is the only way you grow.

3. You Can Tolerate Pain & Survive

One of the biggest lessons I learned was that just because someone is hurting (even me), it doesn’t mean that anyone did anything wrong. I also learned that just because something hurts right now, doesn’t mean that it will hurt forever.

In fact, a lot of positive changes require that you tolerate pain or discomfort on the way to achieving your goals. People typically understand this when it comes to changes like dieting or going to the gym, but they usually have a hard time translating it to emotional growth.

Playing in the kink community directly increased my physical pain tolerance, but that wasn’t the only change. It helped me develop self-control and the ability to delay gratification, two strengths that I use constantly in my personal life.

4. You Can Do You

I was like a lot of people who first show up in their local kink scene: Really unsure of myself. I felt curious and a little ashamed that I was exploring something that society thought was taboo.

What I found was one of the most accepting communities I’d ever encountered. Like any community, it has its quirks but by and large, I noticed a very encouraging pattern: People who had been active on the kink scene for a while owned their fetishes. They didn’t seem ashamed at all. They were proud of them.

Little by little, as I spent time with them, I built up my own sense of personal security. Over time, the petty things people said to me became less like valid criticisms and more like noise. I learned to qualify the person who criticized me to determine whether they were an accurate judge of the subject (and me) or not. If the criticism didn’t come from a source I respected, I simply stopped caring about it. I found that if someone doled out baseless criticisms about things that they didn’t have much knowledge about or hadn’t experienced themselves, it didn’t make me doubt myself. It made me doubt them.

Once I stopped constantly shaming myself and responding in a knee-jerk way to the shaming from others, I focused more on building and understanding my own values system to define my own sense of what is and isn’t important to me.

Again, this didn’t just help me within the kink community. It made me a more effective manager and consultant within the workplace. It made me a better friend.

5. There’s a Difference Between a Dominant and a Control Freak

A lot of people dipping their toe into kink for the first time will start by going online and chatting with people. While this can be an easy and discreet way to find like-minded others, it can be very difficult online to differentiate between people who are healthy, experienced dominants and control freaks claiming to be dominants who’ve just watched a lot of bad porn.

A good dominant:

*Cares whether a submissive provides consent

*Will negotiate and respect whatever limits and boundaries are set

*Doesn’t just take power and control, they take responsibility

While it might be scary to set foot in a real life kink group for the first time, I’ve found that getting connected to a local kink community is one of the best ways to sort out this difference. It’s much easier to tell all of these things in person.

6. We’re Into Different Things, Which IS Why Consent Is Important

There are some common sayings in the kink scene that acknowledge that while some people are into certain stuff and other people aren’t, it’s OK. A few of these are Your Kink Is OK and Your Kink Is Not My Kink, But Your Kink Is OK, or YKIOK or YKINMKBYKIOK (for short…ish).

What’s important here is that the kink scene openly acknowledges that one person’s kink is another person’s squick. Or that one person’s yummy is another person’s yuck.

It is most important that whatever people are doing involves clear consent. If it makes everyone happy and it’s not harming anyone (as opposed to hurting them, because as I wrote above, pain isn’t necessarily bad in the right context), then it’s a good time.

This was a really liberating idea that followed me everywhere else. Maybe certain people didn’t get my life choices, but they made sense to me and the people close to me and that was what was really important.

7. Don’t Trust People Who Don’t Respect Your Boundaries

Once you get used to explicitly setting boundaries , it becomes painfully clear who doesn’t respect them. And who will repeatedly violate them.

This was a painful realization in the short term because I did lose some people from my life. Yet, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. Because I had more time for people who did respect my boundaries, I also had more time and energy to pursue things that fulfilled me rather than things that drained me.

It was a huge lesson. People all mostly act alike when you say yes to them. It’s when you start saying no to people that you really see who they are. Because most people can tolerate a reasonably stated no.

If they can’t, that’s not a person you should trust.

It doesn’t matter if they’re a top with a flogger, your best friend from college, or your mother-in-law.

8. You Learn to Recognize the Real Deal from the Fakers

I’ve met some of the most brilliant, adventurous, and just plain old fun people I’ve ever known in my local kink scene.

That said, I’ve also met some braggadocios who puff themselves up and lie about having kink experience and competence that they don’t have, essentially padding their kinky resumes with things they haven’t actually done. Maybe they saw it done once at another club and they tell you that they did it. Or maybe they say they have an extensive military background where they learned all sorts of rope and knife tricks – and you find out, no, wait, actually, they dropped out of basic training and watched a bunch of action movies.

I learned a lot by meeting people and observing them. I’ve even learned by personal experience. Over time, I developed a natural instinct where I could more easily spot a hype man much sooner and from a further distance away.

And this isn’t just useful in the kink seen. This lesson is also especially helpful in business meetings. Or when a friend is dating someone they’re gaa-gaa over who just sits with me the wrong way.

9. Watch Out for People Who Want Power & No Responsibility

As I mentioned above, a key difference between a dominant and a controlling person is that a dominant takes on responsibility when they take on power and a controlling person doesn’t.

I’m extra sensitive when it comes to spotting people who want to make decisions but don’t want to have any responsibility for the outcome of those decisions. I learned this difference on the kink scene, but just like the rest of these, I’ve found that I’m also better able to spot this difference in other settings too.

For example, it helps me figure out the difference between a good boss and a bad boss.

10. Reputation Can Help Keep You Safe.

The kink scene has its downsides just like any other community, but it definitely has some built-in safeguards that (although not foolproof) absolutely help make things a little better and, often, safer.

One of these is the power of reputation. I typically don’t play with brand new people. Instead, I tend to observe them for a while and talk to other people who have known them longer.

If I discover one “enemy,” it isn’t enough for me to consider someone a persona non grata (everyone has a bitter ex or two, myself included). However, I do pay special attention to patterns. If I hear negative things from enough people, especially people whose opinions I’ve come to respect and tend to be credible, that’s enough to give me serious pause.

It’s actually changed the way that I date. I like to know people for a while and get a sense of who their friends are before I get seriously involved. It means that I’m typically friends for a while first. This isn’t something that everyone is open to (a slow transition into a relationship), and that’s fine. However, it’s really been the best way I’ve found of assessing if someone’s life is going to match well with my own and vice versa.

Here is the link should you want to read it.


Noodle #5

Noodle & I constantly chat every day, still taking it in turns – I honestly thought that would be the end, it should’ve been the end, this is stupid… We have even started to make sure we say goodnight every night too. What fucking losers! The next Tuesday we’re planning to meet again, he’s permanently changed his shift but not told his partner, so he can be at my house for 2 hours while she visits her parents. I ask him if he wants to try something a little kinky & he says yes. We’ve obviously talked about a little bit of kink before but he’s not done a lot so I don’t want to scare him, like I did Elvis. I mean I am by no means an expert but with the sound of his sex life, it’s just been doggy style & missionary with no cumming from her & few blow jobs but nothing too exciting (See I’d fucking hate if I knew my partner was telling another women about my sex life – that would kill me actually). Remembering this only the second time that we’re going to have sex & the third time that we’ve actually met in real life but it’s been 2 months of chatting daily so I already feel comfortable with this man, I want him to be kinky with me, I somehow trust him & who knows how much time we’ll have before she finds out or before one of us ends this – but I want to be his first for these things. I send him a message before he leaves work, ‘the door is unlocked,’ then I send ‘Choose your own adventure...’

I put my phone down, light some candles for mood lighting (I really need a lamp in my room so it’s not so romantic with the candles but I don’t like it pitch black but don’t like the overhead light on to make it too bright), I tie my ankles to the bottom corners of the X restraints on my bed & leave on a small towel, a flogger, a wartenberg pinwheel, a vibrator & a condom then lie face down on the bed, tying my wrists to the other corners of the bed, then I wait (This is my trust exercise with him, I can get out of these restraints, so if anything happens, I’m still safe!) My heart is pounding, I’ve never done anything like this before. I am so scared he won’t like what he sees when he finds me. I worry about what I look like, how fat I am, if he’ll even want me like this… I know he doesn’t like to feel stupid so I am worried this is too far, but I can tell he’s a natural.

As I hear my door unlatch, I suck in my breath thinking this is it! This is the first time I have topped from the bottom. I have no idea what he is going to do, if he even knows what some of the things are. He draws in a breath as he walks in & sees me lying there naked, tied up, face down. I hear him strip quickly, then starts there inspecting the toys I’ve left out before sliding his body up mine to kiss my lips.

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Fuck this man makes me wet… he’s so not the type I usually go for, I don’t usually like a hairy chest but I love the feel of his chest hair lightly grazing on my naked back. I love his beard rubbing against my face as we kiss. Or as he kisses down my body, I can’t believe how sexy I find someone that usually isn’t my type.

He stands back up & plays with some toys, I know he feels stupid because he doesn’t know what to do, so I encourage him, he whips me a few times & I whimper, loving the feeling of him doing that to me, he runs the wheel up my leg a few times, across my back & I shudder. Next he has the vibe on me before he slips his cock in behind me, fucking me easily until I’m cumming, again so quickly… So quickly I couldn’t stop it even if I tried… (I don’t know how his partner does it?!) He doesn’t even have to try, it’s almost like the chemistry between us is enough for me to self-combust as soon as I am within metres of him. This is insane. I don’t know how I am going to recover when this is over! He says after that he wants to be inside me so badly that he can’t play with those toys long. I agree, I want him as close as I can when we’re together. I beg him to be inside me.

It’s only week 2 of fucking Noodle, but I can’t seem to get enough, he offers up at 6:00 am visit that Friday morning, just a few days later… I have been using pre workout so have barely been sleeping anyway, plus I wake up early to make sure I get some proper chat in with him before work, so I immediately agree. I am of course awake when he messages to say good morning & that he’s on his way. I leave the door unlocked & jump back into bed, trying to rest my eyes & go back to sleep. I would love to be woken up by him one day, but I’m a light sleeper, so I doubt I’ll get back to sleep now. I hear him come in, he’s never quiet & I wonder if he does that because he feels a bit weird & wants me to know that he’s there? I’m naked when he jumps into bed with me, he’s in his boxers, clearly not sure what he should be wearing, but they’re quickly taken off. We have mind blowing amazing sex, even though he has a signature move of my legs on his shoulders to make me spray squirt us both, it’s not boring like Milky’s signature move, I am cumming within seconds, saturating the bed, with absolutely no way of stopping him or my orgasm… I actually have to wonder how it keeps getting better every time we fuck.

The next Tuesday comes quickly, I am off work when he mentions that he should fake being sick, go home early but come to see me. He was coming over later that night as planned, but when he suggests that he “go home sick” & come see me, I agree that he can come over whenever he likes. He leaves work 1:30 pm, we immediately have sex when he gets to my place. Then because it’s a big joke on the group chat about having a bath with me after having redone my bathroom a few months earlier & I am always in it while chatting in the groups, Noodle suggests a bath with me & I jump at the chance. I am so excited about this – he says that my face lit up when he suggested it, I deny this! But I want a bath with him, but this is intimate. This is a very couply thing to do. But I literally am jumping out of my skin & I want more than anything for him to tell people in the group & make them jealous but we don’t. I’m not sure if I should face him or lean against him, so I opt for leaning against him. He gets bored after a short time & wants to get out, but all I want to do is relax in there all day with him.

We fuck several times, lying in bed cuddling… His hands constantly running up & down my skin, so much so that I ask him if he can keep his hands off me, so he stops touching me, but within seconds his hands start running up & down my skin, I laugh at him & he makes me aware of the fact that my legs are entwined with his & I am hugging him with my whole body, FUCK… I instantly try to roll away but he grabs me & we are as close as we can be without him actually being inside me. He stays at my house till when he normally leaves about 9:30 pm, the time goes so fast, I am I feeling things I’ve never felt before. Things I shouldn’t be feeling. This man has a partner!

Yet, I bloody well see him again on the Saturday for an hour for a lunch break quickie at my house. What is wrong with me? Why can’t I get enough of this man? This feels so good yet it’s so wrong & I am hating that I am not even thinking about his other life.

I get a little possessive, having a small fight with him, that I don’t like that he might be trying to fuck other people. I figure that if I am willing to put myself out there with him that he should make me a priority, he says ‘so a married guy pretty much has to put you first after his wife because of his limited availability’ I say yes… I mean if I am willing to do it with him, he says the sex is amazing, he shouldn’t want anyone else right? I think that about Max, why would he want anyone else?! But Noodle puts my mind at ease by telling me that he loves fucking me & really wants to fuck me again, so if he’s free & I’m available he’ll only fuck me. WOW. I didn’t realise I was so needy!


Max #8

Max & I don’t talk a lot online anymore. But I chat to Noodle daily. Noodle is also really good friends with the chick that Max kissed at Switch. I decide that I am pissed with her just as much as I am with Max, so I ask Noodle if he’s told her about us fucking & he says that he trusts her & told her, but she’s the only one he’s told. So I tell him the story & why I don’t want her knowing my life story. However Noodle tells me that she’s showed him messages from Max saying things like ‘Hey cutie, it was great to meet you, I liked what we did on the dancefloor’ etc but she’s been ignoring him – approx. 8 or so messages, because of Sweetie & I. FUCK! This upsets me, why?! I mean, he’s barely seen me for weeks & is pursuing another woman? I mean at least end it with me first before you start chatting up people I am in a friendship group with – I wouldn’t say I’m friends with her, but if Noodle trusts her, then I do.

I message Max immediately, heart pounding in my chest because I’m so angry ‘I know you’re busy but we need to talk tonight, can I come to your office? I wouldn’t ask but it’s important’ He responds straight away, which is unusual for him, saying he’s at work & can be at mine right away. I don’t want him at my house but maybe I need the upper hand of being in my own space, to do this.I am oddly calm even though my heart is pounding but I didn’t want to end it with him over text or the phone, so I will do it person like an adult. I mean I am not really ready for this to end, but this is just fucked. He gets to my house, I can see he’s nervous, he doesn’t hug or kiss me, like usual. I offer him a drink, I’m drinking southern comfort for some liquid courage & we sit down on the couch. I start by telling him that I know about the messages to the other girl & that I while, I don’t want this to end with him, I can’t keep being a 17565 priority to him behind, his wife, kids, work & now other women, I know we’re not exclusive but I deserve better than this. I want & deserve to be treated with respect.

He asks me if he paid more attention to me the week prior to switch, would it have been ok if he kissed her? I say that I am not Sweetie & I am not ok with him kissing another women especially when he’s not even giving me what I need. He seems to get it & also agrees that he doesn’t want it to end with me but his wife has given him permission to see other women so he wants to be a slut. He then spins me what I know is bullshit about making a change & making more time for me. But it works… I mean I don’t want a boyfriend right now, but I don’t want to lose another FWB – I had 5, now I’m down to 2 being that I haven’t seen Origin for a while. We don’t usually kiss a lot but he kisses me tonight, we cuddle on the couch & I realise why I am in this position… He leaves later in the evening all seemingly well with us. I am angry at myself that I wasn’t able to end it but I am now do not care what happens. If Max doesn’t put in any effort, then I don’t care anymore.

The next day I wake up with tonsillitis. I call in sick & go to the dr’s for antibiotics. This is probably because I have been neglecting myself while focusing on married men who treat me like an option. Max knows I am home & feeling like shit, sitting on the couch when I see his car pull up, I think what the fuck is he doing here, I also look like a fucking homeless person what the fuck is he doing here… I see him walk down my driveway with a shopping bag & knock on the door… I answer, inviting him in, with verbal vomit about how shit I look but he says that he doesn’t want to get sick but he went shopping for me because he knows I don’t have a lot of food. I open up the bag to see soups & other soft foods & I smile like a dickhead. He doesn’t stay but I am stupidly impressed by the gesture. For Fuck Sake, I didn’t realise I was this type of woman! He can be sweet, I mean I’m not sure if it’s Sweetie’s doing or if it’s actually him, but I appreciate his efforts in trying to make me more of a priority. It’s really sweet, but I also can’t help but wonder if it’s also because the other chick never replied to his messages…?!

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Well that was short lived! Hahaha… I don’t see max for another 2 weeks, what the fuck is up with this guy, but I don’t even care to be honest… I have checked out of this relationship or whatever it is. He comes over the morning that I have something on later in the arvo (Story to come) & we sit outside chatting before he bends me over the back table & spanks my ass so hard that I almost have to safe word him – this is probably the first time ever I have even thought about a safe word, but luckily he’s in tune with me enough to stop when I am at that limit. I don’t know if it’s because of where I am going later today or what, but he messages me a lot that afternoon. I can barely sit down in the car on the way to my next date that I wonder if that is also Max’s game… so I don’t forget him?

A week later Max asks to see me & I agree he can come over, he tells me he can’t stay over which isn’t a problem, but we just hang out at my house. Later he looks at his phone & asks if it’s ok if Sweetie comes over, they’ve got an older girl staying with them at the moment who has agreed to look after the sleeping kids. I don’t really feel in the mood to have a 3sum with them, especially with the recent weeks being as they have been, but I also don’t know how to say no, so I say she can come over but I am going to act in a way that they know that I am not going to fuck them together tonight.

Sweetie comes over & we just hang & chat. It’s actually quite a nice evening, before Sweetie says goodbye & Max hangs back saying that he’s going to stay the night. I say that he doesn’t have too not wanting to make a big deal of it, but I had been banging on about the fact he never stays over anymore.

My favourite thing about a guy staying over is waking up in the middle of the night to have sex & then having sex again in the morning. Literally the best sex I ever have! I love it… Which of course we do, he wakes me up in the middle of the night, which is usual for him, however I guess he’s only stayed over a few times really. But he wakes me Up & we have normal couple sex for the first time ever, I think… No kink, just sex…


Noodle #4

Now it’s the stand off! Who will message first? I sure as fuck am not going to message Noodle first. Firstly he has a partner, so he can chase me, if he wants me – I’m stubborn & refuse to show him that I like him. Second, I have no idea what I just felt. What the fuck was that?

This goes against everything I stand for. If a guy cheated on me, I don’t mean by fucking someone, but by chatting to someone, meeting her for a non-sexual date then he’d be out the fucking door, I hate when I talk to married men because marriage means something to me, it’s not just about the wedding or sharing the same last name, it’s committing to someone, being able to be brutally honest with them even if it hurts. I’d personally rather want to know that my partner wants to fuck someone else than them do it behind my back – but I wouldn’t be able to handle knowing my partner has formed a connection with someone else from chatting to them constantly. That would kill me… If he had random sex with someone, once, it would definitely piss me off, but it wouldn’t be as hard to understand.

I don’t have to wait long before Noodle messages me – yep I am more stubborn than him! Hahaha… I will also deny this till I die, however Noodle is adamant that right after he messaged me I told him I wanted to suck his cock & started sexting him… Well it was true – I did want to suck his cock, but I highly doubt I just came out & said that. But maybe whatever I just felt made me crazy & I did message him that. I don’t know. He has no proof so it’s his word against mine! Hahaha. We’ll never know, but for sake of the story, we can all agree that one of us sexted – I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt & say it was me. I wanted too, so whatever, we now had a new topic & it gets saucy, very quickly!

Does he feel it too if he messaged me first? & now he’s open to sexting? Maybe he doesn’t feel it because although we continue to talk every single day for another few weeks, from the second we wake up until we go to bed, as long as she’s not around, but he never asks to meet me again. Maybe I was alone in feeling that ridiculous electric spark between us. Though I’m pretty sure I’m not alone being that we are sexting alot, like most nights we talk sexy, sending a few teasing cheeky pictures.

I ask him about it because not only has he become a very good friend, he must have felt something, I mean otherwise why is he still talking to me 3 months later? He says he is scared to fuck me… WHAT? Is it because he has a partner or what is it about me? He tells me that I put sex on a pedestal, I’ve also told him I was having the best sex of my life (which was true, I’d never been so openly sexual as I am right now or willing to experiment like I am) & that I am a bit kinky & he has no experience in it & didn’t want to look like an idiot in front of me. OMG, that’s almost what Elvis said to me, ‘how am I ever going to please this woman…’ Maybe I scare men off? But they ask about my sex life… Do they want me to lie? I explain that I don’t need kink but I enjoy it & that he doesn’t need to be scared to fuck me.

Noodle #4 Dating lying, cover up

So… we organise to meet at my house on a Tuesday night, he works late every Tuesday night & had changed his shift that day so he started earlier & finished earlier, he just didn’t tell his partner about the time change – sneaking off to work early. So we have about 2 hours free including travel to & from my house. She goes to her parents every Tuesday night so he said she’d be distracted with them & their son, so we’d be ok, she wouldn’t be looking where he was on the find my iPhone app.

The day of the our second meeting – the first time we’ll potentially have sex, I’m excited & scared at the same time. I’ve never actually met a married guy who didn’t have permission for sex… I don’t even know if I should be doing this… We say good morning (as per the agreement! Of course.) & everything is normal until he says something that hurts my feelings about a pic I sent him (I honestly can’t remember what! – this is why I should write more as I’m dating!). We barely speak the rest of the day. I consider just going to my usual gym class, which will mean he’d have to wait around to see me or not see me at all. But instead I stupidly wait for him. I cook my dinner, garlic chicken with spinach, while eating it, he messages saying that he’s finished work & did I still want to see him? I wish like hell I could’ve said no, but unfortunately my vagina thinks for me & I want to feel whatever it was that I felt that day at lunch.

I tell him that I just ate garlic chicken, he says he doesn’t care, I crack a bottle of red wine while typing out my address. WTF am I doing? For the first time in ages my heart starts racing about a guy, I gulp some wine. I think about brushing my teeth but think that I don’t care about my garlic breath, the red wine will taste funny if I use toothpaste now plus he’s been a dick to me today. I sit on the couch nonchalantly (aka trying to be cool) waiting for him to rock up – I’m acting like he can see me right now, but it’s like I’m practising for when he get here. I hear his car pull up & I swear that he’ll be able to see my heart beating when I open the door. I wait till he knocks to get up & open the door, I invite him in & ask if he wants wine, he declines & we just sit there chatting, not really watching whatever crap I’m watching on TV.

I feel the sexual chemistry buzzing between us as we sit on the couch, it’s been building for weeks while we’ve been sexting, me revealing fantasies that I haven’t ever shared with anyone before & I’ve also not been having as much sex as I was with other guys, there is just Max & Origin in the rotation now. But I’ve never felt this before, where I just want to make the first move. Where I want to jump him on the couch right now. I am also so scared that the sex is going to be shit, that this electric buzz I feel with him will just fizzle.

When he leans over to kiss me, all my fears are dashed. I taste his minty breath – like so minty that I realise he’s had mouth wash only seconds before getting to my house & I hope like fuck that he doesn’t taste the garlic or wine, but he mentions the garlic right away. I tell him to fuck off & giggle, he laughs & deepens his kiss with me. We aren’t the best kissers together but it gets me wet & I know he’s hard quickly. We’re stripping like teenagers, me unbuttoning his shirt & undoing his pants, while he pulls my top over my head. I fear that isn’t going to go well for us, we’re too eager. But we go into my bedroom & we fool around for a little bit before I’m getting him to put a condom on & as he glides over the top of me, we both moan as he slides in & know this feels perfect, this feels right, even though on so many levels this is so very wrong…

When he kisses my neck, when he touches my skin, I shiver. No man has ever had this effect on me – I mean this is the first time we’ve fucked. He fits inside me perfectly, like no other man ever has, he’s able to get me so close by just using his cock. How is that even possible? I also climb on top of him, fucking him – I never do that!! I’m. Always too self concious to be on top… But with him, I’m not… He flips us back over & puts my legs up on his shoulders, grabs my wrists, so rugged & manly pinning them above my head & he thrusts twice (yes only twice!) before I am convulsing, squirting like a porn star, unable to move, just having to ride though it with him as I’m cumming uncontrollably for him, he follows seconds later. How has his partner been able to stop herself from cumming with him for 10 years, I barely lasted 10 seconds!

Fuck me! (Hahaha, he just had!) well the chemistry translated. What the fuck just happened to me? I’m brought back to earth when he checks his watch & I’m rapidly brought back to the reality of this interaction. He has a time limit. He gets up to leave & I think that surely I have given him at least one amazing experience. If this is just a one night stand, then I surely have fulfilled my brief. I refuse to ask or say anything about catching up again. I let him leave with a ‘chat later’ half assed comment. I walk around my house, in a daze, I fix my bed & find the condom wrapper to bin it. My room smells like sex. It’s a different smell than what I’ve ever smelled before when a man leaves… I don’t know what it is. My body is well & truly fucked, I don’t wash or change my sheets as I’m too stated to do anything, I slip into bed thinking that’s probably the last time I ever see him & probably ever hear from him again.

I’m surprised to get a message from him on his way home, saying he had a good time, I smile like a complete loser that he was the first one to message – OMG, we’re fucking in trouble here! But when he gets home, he logs off & leaves me waiting. I start to fall asleep but then here the buzz of the chat app & I see his message, he snaps ‘Do you smoke?’ WTF, as if he even has to ask me this… I guess I did have garlic breath, which would’ve masked the cigarette smoke perhaps… But I don’t smoke, so I say no with a question mark. He says that his partner said she could taste smoke on him. Well it’s not me dude, but he needs to be careful. Almost sprung on the first night!

We chat late into the night before I ask him if tonight satisfied the itch or if it made it worse, he said ‘that it made it worse & he wanted to fuck me again soon, he loved fucking me.’ Yep, I’m fucked… Not only in the literal sense, but metaphorically – I am fucked. That wasn’t even epic sex but yet it was definitely the best sex that I’ve ever had… & I want more!!



Erotica: Scene Eight – Watching

We’re getting close the end of the erotica series… What do you all think so far?

Here’s a link to the other scenes… Scene one – Nipple Bells, Scene two – Wake Up Call , Scene Three – His Orgasm & Scene Four – The Wake Up Call , Scene Five – Blindfold, Scene Six – Shower & Scene Seven – Anticipation

Scene Eight – Watching

I’m sitting on the edge of the bed when he walks in carrying something behind his back, smiling like a Cheshire cat.
I look up from unbuckling my sandals and can’t help but match his infections smile.
He hands me a black gift bag, I take it from him asking what’s it for.
“Open it” he says stepping back to sit on the chair in the corner of our room.
I smile, untying the ribbon & peering inside.
It’s a vibrator.
It’s white, long like a smooth fancy rabbit type device.
I am unable to hide my stunned look at what seems like such an odd gift.
There is also a bottle of toy cleaner, I take them out of the bag & hold them up, cocking my head to one side as if to say ‘WTF?’ as the gift bag breaks the silence falling to the floor from my lap.
“I want to watch you use it”
I blush & start to open my mouth to say that I can’t.
“Don’t think, just stand up & strip”
I hesitate
“Now” His voice is stern, not to be questioned, so I stand up, he does the same.
I turn so he can unzip my dress, which he does ever so slowly, his fingers unnecessarily grazing my skin.
The dress falls in a puddle by my feet, his hands lingering on my shoulders a moment.
I unclasp my bra & slowly turn to face him, he is already in just his boxers.
Our eyes lock.
I hook my fingers into my panties, he does the same in the band of his boxers & without looking away we both bend down till gravity takes the last remaining clothing to the floor.
He sits back in the chair, his hands resting on the arm rests of the tub chair.
I suddenly feel shy & vulnerable.
“I’m waiting”

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I look up at him, his face says it all.
I turn & sit on the edge of the bed, my fingers shaking as I pick up the new vibrator still in it’s packaging.
I take it out & spray it carefully with the toy cleaner, rubbing my hand up & down seductively.
Feeling brave, I decide to tease him a little & put it up to my lips to lightly suck the end of it.
I slide it further into my mouth not breaking eye contact with him & his mouth makes the shape of a O & he makes a manly laughing grunt sound, that lets me know he likes what he sees.
I see his cock twitching in his lap & I long to touch it, but it’s not what he wants.
I feel self conscious but I know he thinks I’m sexy, he tells me all the time.
I want to do this for him & feel as sexy as he sees me.
I click it on & it buzzes to life.
I turn it on to a pulsing setting & sit back a little further on the bed so my calves are still hanging partially off the bed.
I spread them wide & run the buzzing vibrator from my ankle all the way up to where I want it to touch.
I don’t hit that spot, I graze over it & down the other leg.
I bring it back up to run up my side & over my nipples where I shiver.
His cock starts to react as I glide the vibrator between my breasts & down south, towards the sweet spot.
As it hits my clit, I jump & moan.
I slip it between my legs so I am almost sitting on it.
I click the switch & turn it up a little.
I start to rock my hips on it, grinding against the vibe pulses.
I run my hands up across my breasts & rub my nipples till they are standing erect by themselves.
I look over to him, his cock is hard, it rests against his stomach, he hasn’t touched it yet, his hands are still on the arm rests.
I feel like I am wet enough to slide the vibe inside me, so I find another pulsing setting, bring one leg up to the edge of the bed so I am wide open to him.
I start poking the vibe in & out, shallow at first with each thrust it goes a little deeper inside me till it’s fully inside with smooth rabbit part resting on my clit.
I lean back on my hands, arching my back, tipping my head back, grinding my hips hard & starting to fuck it.
My breathing becomes loud, short & heavy.
My eyes are close as I rock hard & fast against the vibe.
I keep my legs still & locked, knowing from experience, of being tied down by him, that the orgasm will be much more intense.
I can almost not bare it anymore.
“Can I cum sir?”
“Good Girl” I can hear the smile in his voice.
I’m biting my lip, moving my hips even fast as my legs start to shake.
I lift my head to look at him, his gaze intense, his hand now furiously stroking his cock as I struggle to keep my wits about me.
His deep, dark gaze holds my attention, I can tell he doesn’t want me to look away, I lock my eyes to his.
As I’m about to beg him, his just simply says
I cry out, digging my nails into the bed behind me, I make a fist in the sheets. I rock harder & harder.
He stands just as my orgasm starts to take over.
Our eyes still locked, I want to look away but I can tell he wants this intimacy, this connection.
One stride & he is centimeters away, stroking his cock.
“I’m cumming” I cry out as his furiously strokes his cock
“Fuccckkkkk” I yell, incoherently
He mimics me in a deep voice as his cum spurts on my breasts.
He keeps rubbing his cock, groaning as if he wanted that that to go on.
He reaches between my legs & clicks off the vibe.
I instantly flop back onto the bed.
Completely spent, completely his. He hisses ‘yes’ though his teeth & I know I have pleased him.


Guest Blog: 13 Things To Try If You’re New to BDSM

So, I’ve been doing some research for you all, as I am no expert! Some of my guest blogs, they’ve been articles abut the kink community, not actual other dating stories from my readers…

A friend shared this one & I thought it was perfect for those thinking they may want to try this kink world but are too scared at how to go about it. I started off slow & if you keep reading you’ll find out a lot more of this kink world I get into, however this article has some great ways to start exploring with your partner.

I will always suggest that you have a conversation with your partner before trying anything with them, consent even for a simple light spank is very important. Communication is the key, I was missing that with some of my exploration & now I am deeper in to kink, I understand how much communication can be required with a new partner!


13 Things To Try If You’re New To BDSM

OK, so you know you’re turned on by BDSM and kink. You’ve thought a lot about it and maybe you’ve even done some of the things that the experts recommend you do before you get started with BDSM. (Sign up for that FetLife account yet?) You’re ready to start thinking about and planning your first “session” but… You’re not totally sure where to start. Perhaps your fantasies are more varsity level than JV and you want to start slow or maybe you’re just at a loss for ideas because, well, you’re a newbie!

Before we even get into activities, though, I want to take a minute and reassure you a little bit. I know that BDSM and kink can get kind of a bad rap in the media, like it’s some kind of deviant activity that only messed up people are into. Like a lot of things we see in mainstream media, though, that’s a total load of BS. BDSM and kink are practiced by all kinds of people with all kinds of backgrounds — and they play a huge role in the fantasy lives for a large proportion of women. There is nothing wrong with being into kinky sex play and it doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you. All it means, in the end, is that you’re into kinky sex play!

Now that we have that out of the way, it’s time to get down to the nitty gritty. I have a million kinky friends (well, maybe not a million, but quite a few) who are happy to share their expertise on great entry level kink and BDSM activities for those of you who are 100 percent new to the game. I decide to focus specifically on suggestions made by Miette Rouge, 43, and Jenna, 26, both of whom are active members of their respective kink scenes. One more thing before we get started, though: they both wanted me to remind all of you that communication — before and after — is essential if you’re going to try any of these BDSM 1.0 things. Other than that? Enjoy!

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1. Hair Pulling

Miette suggests hair pulling as a good way to start getting into kinky play. It’s easy, doesn’t require any toys, and can be as gentle or as rough as you want it to be.

2. Light Spanking

Spanking is definitely a common fantasy and starting lightly is a good idea, with the option of ramping it up as you go, of course. Start with hands and then incorporate toys as you and your partner(s) become more experienced.

“I found it really exciting as a beginner to be told I had to count the number of blows I was going to receive because it was not only a pain thing, but a power thing,” Jenna tells Bustle.

3. Aggressive Language

Miette suggests incorporating aggressive language into your play. Words like “slut,” “whore,” “jerk,” “wimp,” and “f*ck” are all good places to start. Name calling, however, should definitely be pre-negotiated, as one slut’s turn on may be another jerk’s major turn off.

4. Tying Up With A Scarf

A lot of people fantasize about bondage and scarves a good place to start because they’re soft and it’s hard to do real damage with them — unlike, you know, rope and handcuffs. Miette’s main tip is to make sure that two fingers can be slipped between the tie and the skin in order to avoid cutting off circulation, which definitely can do damage.

5. Under The Bed Restraints

Once you’re ready to move on from scarves, Jenna recommends trying out under the bed restraints or “just canvas strap restraints.”

“Even if you don’t do anything else besides fool around, if you’ve never done it before giving up control over your body is an exciting intro to BDSM for beginners,” says Jenna.

6. Incorporating “Sir” Or “Madam”

In addition to aggressive language, Miette advises that a “sir” or “madam” can do wonder to set the stage. It’s a simple way to establish roles in a dom/sub scene and keep you both involved in the fantasy.

7. Biting

Biting is a great entry-level way to play, but Miette warns that talking about it beforehand is again essential — and part of that talk should be about marks. Some people are into them and some people really aren’t, so make sure you know where your partner stands before you start chomping down.

8. Subbing/Topping Role Playing

Jenna suggests that “something as simple as having your arms tied behind your back while performing oral sex” can be a really hot entry level activity for people who are just getting started. Other suggestions might include begging (for sex or punishment) as well as being put in or putting someone in a submissive physical position.

9. Play With “Pervertables”

Miette is really into what she calls “pervertables,” which are basically every day objects that can be transformed into toys. She recommends things like wooden spoons, brushes, spatulas and narrow things like canes, thin belts, and rulers with the metal guide on them if you want to make a mark. The best thing about these toys, according to Miette, is that no one but other kinksters will recognize them for what they are. They’re like a kinky secret signal!

10. Sensation Play With A Blindfold.

Both Miette and Jenna recommend blindfolded sensation play. What does that mean, you ask? Basically, you lightly restrain someone (or are restrained yourself, depending on your preference), blindfold them, and then introduce various sensations with various objects. So maybe you run a feather over them or you pinch them or you give them a spank or tease them to edge of orgasm. The idea is allow the non-blindfolded person to have control of everything that’s happening and for the blindfolded person to surrender control to them.

11. Floggers

A flogger is more like a BDSM 1.1 step rather than a BDSM 1.0 step, according to Jenna. She recommends to newbies, though, because the pain it provides isn’t very intense but it looks scary, which can heighten your enjoyment of it. Her second tip when it comes to this kind of pain play? “Leave the cane for once you’ve experienced a little more, because that sh*t hurts.”

12. Clothespins

Jenna also thinks that clothespins — which can be adjusted and removed quickly, if need be — are a good way to start exploring pain thresholds. She recommends trying them out on nipples, stomach, and inner thigh at first as you start to understand your or your partner’s limits. Once you’ve mastered these,

13. Candle wax

Candle wax is another way to play that Jenna tells Bustle “seems scary but isn’t, isn’t that painful, and is an exciting way to intro/explore pain.” Her only warning is that you do some research beforehand about different types of candles, as certain kinds burn hotter than others and those are the ones you don’t want.

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Max #7

I don’t see Max for a month, I’m not sure why, we talk sporadically, but he’s always busy. I am seeing other people, so I don’t bother too much about trying to invite him over… Maybe that’s where the problem lies? I won’t invite him over because I think he doesn’t want to see me, but he doesn’t want to invite himself over because he doesn’t know what I want either. Well regardless of why, we don’t see each other for almost a whole month, things have been weird, but I am seeing other people so I don’t have a lot riding on this.

He comes to my house on a public holiday Monday for lunch, he brings me vegan subway, which is nice of him to pick me up something. It’s a bit weird since we haven’t seen each other, but it’s ok. We have sex as usual, it’s kind of starting to become the same old, same old, but at least he turns me on a lot. I give him my spare key to my house, for him to fulfil a fantasy I have of an intruder. (Weird I know, but it seems like it might be fun.) Sweetie tells me that he is so excited… I keep waiting for him to use it when he knows I’m at the gym or asks me what time I will be home later. But I am always disappointed to come home without him lurking in the darkness.

A few days later I am in the bath chatting on my phone, in the chat groups & to Noodle (of course) when Max says that he wants to see me. I say that I just got in the bath & will let him know when I am out. I’m relaxing with Netflix, I think the TV show then was American Shameless, everyone in the group was talking about it so I started watching, so did Noodle so we had another thing in common. (Mind you I had to watch each season twice as I didn’t pay attention chatting to Noodle) When I hear someone at my door, I hear the key turning & the door open. I think instantly that one of my family members has rocked up unannounced. I contemplate getting out the bath but then I see Max standing in the doorway of my bath before I even have a chance to do anything. I jump a fucking mile. He laughs & walks into the bathroom, immediately forgetting the naked woman in the bath & focusing his attention on the my underfloor heated tiles!

I sit in the bath sheepishly, being that it’s never a flattering look for me, as I still have weight to lose which I believe is all in my gut. So floating around in the bath, I feel massive, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care. I mean this guy has seen me naked a hundred times, but this is probably the most vulnerable I’ve felt with him. His hand slips in the bath running up & down my leg as I lie there trying to look sexy & not like I am uncomfortable. He’s turning me on slowly & I start to squirm. He takes off his clothes & contemplates getting in the bath but gets me to stand up instead, taking me into the bedroom in my towel before teasing me till I’m squirting everywhere & needing another bath!

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Max & I are in a weird kind of relationship, I don’t know why he pulls away so much but tells me that he wants me & doesn’t want to stop seeing me. But he gives me enough that I don’t stop seeing him. Just enough of him to keep me interested, but not enough that I will get attached. But he should know that I am a heart of stone by now. I can’t care about anyone now, I am doing this all for me. He’s got a wife, a wife who I am actually friends with but the way he gives me a little then disappears is doing my head in. I don’t care too much being that I am chatting to other men, seeing other men but it still kind of hurts a little that he was so full on to start with then pulls back without warning.

It’s another 2 weeks before I see Max again, he’s basically not talked to me that whole time, spouting bullshit about being so busy when he does talk to me. It’s my pet hate as you all know, so disrespectful… It makes me feel like a fucking idiot for still hanging in there with this guy. I am talking to Sweetie a lot & we’re talking about going to another Switch. A lot of people from the chat group are going. Its kind of like a meet & greet type thing so it should be fun. Max & Sweetie are going in with me, no doubt we’ll end up in a 3sum later that night.

Sweetie gets to my house earlier than Max & I offer for her to have a bath at my house, being that they don’t have a good bath & my bathroom was recently renovated so I could have a bigger bath. She’s in the bath when Max comes over with dinner from their favourite Chinese restaurant. Max says hello to Sweetie in the bath & I feel weird about this, what I am supposed to do? I just stand in the kitchen eating. Sweetie gets out the bath & we get ready to go to switch. We’re running late as what’s usual when I’m with them.

The night is fun, we’re all dancing & enjoying then night. Max barely paid any attention to me all week, but I refuse to let that ruin my night with my friends. He also barely pays attention to me at the nightclub, when messages me to say “What the fuck” I go find him & ask him what he means, we don’t really resolve it – I have no idea what it meant or why he sent it. I don’t get what he means or what is going on. This is not the time to be talking about this when I am drunk! We’ve all seen what shit I do when drunk, look at me with Origin a few weeks ago…

We’re all on the dancefloor dancing away, it’s a fun night till I see Max also on the dance floor…He’s a few people away from me, I think he’s going to make some moves on me when he gets closer but as the crowd parts (Like a movie scene) I see that he’s got his hands on the hips of a really young chick from the chat app group, who’s here with us & they’re dirty dancing. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK…? Now I know that Max & I aren’t exclusive, but he’s here with me & his wife, who he clearly can’t keep satisfied being I want more sex, surely he doesn’t want a third woman? & her, what about the girl code? This is my supposed friend who knows he has a wife & that I’m seeing him, what the fuck is she doing?

They disappear for ages, I end up kissing Sweetie & another couple (story to come about them!) I don’t know if it’s to get back at him or because I’m so pissed off, or what it is, but I feel like a fucking fool right now.

Sweetie knows I’m angry, she doesn’t seem entirely happy about the situation either… She even texts me to ask if they should go home & not stay at my house… I respond & say they can stay but I’m not sure that’s what I want. I barely speak to him on the way home in the taxi, he’s a fucking arrogant asshole to think that this is ok behaviour & what I’m mostly pissed off about, is I’m being so stupid & allowing it!

Back at my house, I am inside talking to Sweetie while Max is outside having a smoke, when I realise he is not going to deal with this issue but they are staying at my house, so I need to address it & let him know this is not ok with me. I go outside to chat to him about it & he’s of course sorry, I’m not 100% convinced he’s genuine about it or just sorry he got caught & I’m unlike his wife in the way that I won’t tolerate his bullshit. She’s way more submissive in life than I am, I won’t let him get away with this shit… I can’t…

We talk though, I ask for my key back & tell him that this is not ok… (I mean he’s had my spare key for ages but used it once, not for the reason it was intended…) But again what is wrong with my stupid vagina? I let him start kissing my neck & I stupidly melt… Next minute the 3 of us are on the couch together kissing, touching & then we end up in bed together, this time we tie up Sweetie as I’m not in the mood to be tied up by him & we drip candle wax all over her. It’s fun to be the dominant one sometimes & I actually realise that I am a Switch. A switch means that you like to be submissive but can also be dominant. I know that I am mostly submissive, but I do enjoy the dominant side that comes out sometimes…

The next morning, we all have sex again, I ask to spank Max’s ass, which he screams like a little girl being chased & I realise that I’ll never get to be dominant with him. It’s all normal in the morning. Like nothing happened last night, I make coffee’s & teas before they Sweetie goes home to relieve the babysitter. Max stays for a bit but then also leaves… When I walk back inside to start tidying up from the night before, I see my spare keys on the kitchen table. My heart sinks a little… I know I asked for it back, but I also didn’t think he’d give up so easily…


Noodle #3

Noodle & I decide that we need to meet… We talk about it a lot but he keeps putting it off, I don’t know why I force the issue, but I am the one that wants to the most… He seems super keen, but I don’t know what the barrier is. Even though I know that I said I’d never meet him & we had only planned on being friends (online friends) – that was 100% true, however I am feeling something that I’ve never felt before with a guy online. At this point we’ve been talking every day, yes every single day (as per the agreement) for almost 2 months – 60 days – all day & night when he can. I talk to him about everything, he’s actually has already become a really good friend, I obviously talk to him more than I talk to my real life friends… He sticks up for me in the chat groups when guys are douchey, we only seem to chat in the groups when we are both present – it’s bit of an unspoken rule, I guess.

I’m always waiting around for him to come back online, I go home from work, go to the gym, quickly shower then am in bed ready to chat the evening away with him when she goes to bed. Sometimes we do chat when the other is offline, but we are always private chatting the whole time we’re both online. He makes it known without actually saying it, that he knows details about me that no one else would know in the groups, I can tell that he likes to slip in these type of details every now & then – I actually like it because it shows me that he’s paid attention to what I’ve said to him.

It’s very early on that he gets his nickname from me ‘Noodle’ that spreads like wildfire across the groups, soon, everyone is calling him Noodle & me affectionately shortening it to Noo Noo. He says that he hates it, but I know that he secretly loves it & it makes him feel special. I want to make him feel special, fuck where did that come from?

We’re still being private about a lot of stuff with each other though, like he won’t tell me where he works but I know its a retail store but he won’t tell me what suburb, but I know it’s fairly close to my house. We don’t share our last names either, but I’ve told him my first name. His first name is on the app, but I use a pseudonym as my name is very unusual, so I don’t give it out often, I’d be easily stalked. It’s also interesting that I’ve talked to him about all the guys I happen to be fucking at the moment – I believe there are 4 currently in the rotation, Max, Milky, Elvis & Origin, plus I’m chatting to Dom, among other men but not once do Noodle & I sext.

I ask him what his partner would do to him, if she found out about me, when he meets me. He firstly says that she’ll never find out, but I tell him not to be so naïve, she already suspects something, she just can’t prove it. He says that he’s learned from his mistakes so she won’t find out this time. But he tells me that she’d ‘cut his balls off & leave him’ (I don’t blame her!) but he’d also said that she’d go nuts & would fight me. Really? Like an old school scrag fight in a nightclub? I ask ‘why are you telling this to someone that you’re trying to get to fuck you?’ He told me she’d fought people before in bars when she was younger… OMG. Ok. Yes. So exactly like an old school scrag fight in a nightclub. Very mature. I ask how old she is & he says she just turned 29. Right. I can’t say I have ever gotten into an actual fist fight with any one, I’ve stopped fights of boys but never been involved.

Somehow I find myself liking this guy more than I bloody well should. I want to meet him, I want to see if the chemistry online translates to real life. In my experience it never usually does, so I’m thinking that we will meet & that will be it – just another 2 months of my life wasted messaging someone daily like a crazed person, to find out they are a wanker in real life. I mean this is a waste of time anyway, he’s already picked out his wife! (I really need to keep telling myself that!)Noodle#3 dating affairs conversationsWe decide to meet for a lunch. I’m on holidays & he still won’t tell me which store he works at so I just guess, he’s told me that its not the closest one to me in my suburb, but won’t tell me which one it is. I pick a café near where I think he works. It’s almost Easter so he says he can get away by doing a delivery to another store of stock as they are closing down his store – I guessed the store wrong, apparently. I have the same conversation with him about what to do when we meet, that I had with Origin, kiss on the cheek, shake hands, what? We decide a kiss on the cheek.

I spend all morning getting ready, trying not to try too hard, picking out a casual yet cute outfit, getting my hair & makeup just right so it’s not too over the top – not that I wear a lot of makeup anyway. He’s seen many many many pictures of me, but it’s different in real life. I’ve seen pictures of him too… My heart is pumping when I get out the car & I see him. He’s leaning against a street pole playing with his phone – probably chatting in the group, in his work uniform, when I walk up he looks up & our eyes meet, he smiles a cheeky smile, so do I… He’s really not the type that I would usually go for, I mean I definitely like his pictures, I think he’s hot AF, of course, but usually not the type I go for that’s all. He’s so tall, over 6 foot & well-built, nice shoulders with a full trimmed beard, very neat haircut, very short on the sides & longer on top that he styles with lots of gel – bit old school but it suits him. I usually hate beards, but I was attracted to him instantly online, so maybe I do like beards. Hahaha. He has piercing brown eyes that I can’t seem to look away from…

We kiss on the cheek as we say hello (as discussed), he has to bend down & I have to go on my tippy toes (Remember I’m short!). I can tell it’s weird for him, probably hasn’t been on proper a date for 10 years. It’s weird for me, I haven’t actually ever met a man who doesn’t have permission before. I usually don’t even talk to them when I find out they aren’t single. Dom being the exception to that… I still am questioning why I’m meeting Noodle right now. But I figure this will be enough to freak him out, since I’m the first woman he’s ever met & we’ll be done after this, the usual ghosting manoeuvre.

We walk into this healthy café we agreed to go to, (we’re both on healthy eating lifestyles – he wants to loose weight for his brothers wedding & I just want to be healthy!) it has all these acai berry smoothie bowls & quinoa salads, we both look at the menu & then at each other, without words, when our eyes meet, I can tell that he doesn’t like anything on the menu either. We walk out the door without saying anything & find another café. We’re weirdly in sync. Shit! Fuck! Damn! We order our food (the same dish ironically, besides he has pepsi max, I have water) & sit down at a small table of the hipster cafe. He can barely fit his long legs in. The conversation flows easily, admittedly it’s a lot about food or the people on the chat app, because that’s the main thing we have in common, but it’s never awkward. He easy to talk to as he is online, the banter & jokes are all still there.

I feel it…

Fuck! I feel it. I feel the chemistry crackle between us. We make eye contact more than I ever have with a date, we never actually touch but I have to resist the urge to reach out & run my fingers through his hair or even rub his arm – I wouldn’t even do that with Boyfriend, I’m not sure why I want to do with him. I want to kiss him… Errr WTF? I’ve never wanted to kiss someone so badly! We eat lunch, while having the normal conversation, I am thinking impure thoughts about things I want to do with him – especially with my new found kinky side that I want to explore & I know Noodle hasn’t experienced anything kinky at all, besides handcuffs.

We’re there longer than it feels – it felt so short, I offer him the rest of my lunch which he eats too & I’m almost trying to find ways to get this guy to stay & not go back to work. I can’t believe how easy this is. Is he feeling it too?

He kisses me on the cheek goodbye & shakes my hand as a joke from me asking how we were going to say hello & me telling him that’s what Max did. The brief moment his hand takes mine is electric, it’s the first real touch we’ve had besides the kiss on the cheek, but my hand in his, feels right. I feel it travel up my arm & somehow down to my clit. My senses heighten as I smell his after shave, his lips on my cheek make my cheek tingle. Its sensory overload. It’s all in slow motion like a movie or something. While I’ve been having a lot of sex with different men lately & I can apparently have any man I want, my only thoughts now, are that I want to cum for this man & I want him to feel it… I want him to have an amazing sexual experience with me, even if it’s just once. I don’t know why but I want to be the one that he cheats with. (I’m so against cheating!) but I want it, with him.

I get into my car thinking ‘fuckity, fuck… I’m fucked.’


Elvis #2

I admit to Elvis that the one thing I know I am bad at is making the first move. He says “Finally something I’m good at! haha” He says he likes flirting & can be good at that part. Well that works for me, I am so bad at reading signs from men, I have no idea if they are interested in me or not. I figure if they don’t make a move, they aren’t interested!

He tells me that he has a foot fetish & that he likes feet, I don’t really have that same fetish, but if a guy wants to rub my feet, I am not going to say no! Hahaha. He thinks it’s a weird fetish, but I mean I like pain, so think that’s a fuck load weirder than liking feet!

One night he tells me that he’s watching porn with pinwheels & canes, branching out to new videos that he’s not used too because he doesn’t want to go into this with me without a little knowledge, I think that’s so bloody cute! He says he watched a chick tied up on all fours with a pinwheel & lots of ass play, I ask if he’d like that done to him or if he likes to do it to someone, but he says that he’d prefer to do it to me. I say I’m not sure about rope but he says that he can’t tie knots – lots of guys seem to have that issue.

I tell him about my very first 3sum & explain how hard I found it to finger her as it’s such a different angle. We talk for a little bit about the 3sum then he stops replying. I don’t think much of it. Most guys really can’t handle hearing about you being with other men. The night after the 3sum, I am invited to a BBQ at my friend’s house. I go there all the time, her boyfriend says his friends are coming over, that Elvis will be there… at this point, I have no idea who Elvis is, I only know his real name from Facebook. So when Elvis rocks up & it’s the dude I’ve been sharing my deepest darkest sexual secrets with, it’s a bit fucking weird, to see him face to face in a friends environment, especially since he & I are the only friends invited to the BBQ. After the BBQ I am heading home, I’m asked to drop my friend’s boyfriend & Elvis & one of the kids off somewhere, & they both make Elvis sit in the front.

I message him on the Tuesday after saying that I’m sorry if it was awkward & if I knew who Elvis was, I would have warned him that I was going to be there. He says It’s all good, but again doesn’t seem that keen to chat, so I just say if he ever wants to catch up that he just needs to let me know. He responds with ‘yeah we’re going to have to soon I think aye’ but when I try to set up a time, he says this is the part that he’s bad at, that he always tries to make an excuse & find a way out.

When he messages me the night before we’re supposed to catch up to say that he’s got his mates birthday, I actually ask if that’s an excuse or if he actually has to bail. Finally putting my mind at ease he tells me that he wants to reschedule. But on the night of the proposed catch up, he messages to say that his plans have been cancelled & he’s free to catch up. I am out for dinner with friends but think why not. I shouldn’t be so easy but am intrigued by this guy.

He finally comes over after taking a while to get to my house. He’s a smoker so we sit outside just chatting having a few drinks. We chat a lot, it’s quite good, he is very attractive, so I’m acting like a douchebag, when he asks if he can kiss me… I giggle like a school girl & sort of say yes, leaning into him a bit so he could kiss me. We kiss outside for a while, he’s a good kisser definitely, then I suggest moving it into the bedroom, knowing that this is where he get nervous. We get naked while kissing & touching each other, before I show him some toys that we’d been talking about. I tie myself up to my X restraints guiding him how to use the toys. I am not one to top from the bottom but I need to guide this guy, he has potential to be a good Dominant guy for me. I don’t really want to training someone what to do but I think that he has the makings of a Dominant, he’s just never had a chick to do it with.

He runs the waternberg pinwheel up & down the back of my body between hits with the flogger. I can tell that he’s enjoying it because he tells me he likes the sounds I’m making & that he likes to watch me squirm – he hits me for a long time, over & over… It feels so good… Once we have had enough teasing, we have sex, which is pretty good, he’s very cute & attractive – I won’t mind this being a regular thing.

I fall asleep instantly once we’re done, but am woken up by him about 5:00 am or so, thinking he wants round 2, he says that he can’t sleep & wants to go home. I think he’s been lying there wanting to go, but can’t because I told him, this big long story about leaving straight after sex… I feel so bad. He messages me the next day around lunchtime saying sorry for having to go home, I feel bad for making him think he had to stay, but I also tell him that I can barely sit down, he apologises, but I tell him I like it!

I message a few days later but get nothing back, I have other men on the go, so I try not to think too much of it, when he messages me to tell me he’s had no data to message via facebook & gives me his number.

We try to arrange another time to catch up but I get sick with tonsillitis & don’t want to get him sick, he says that he doesn’t want to get sick either, fair enough… He tells me that he can’t stop thinking about the other night & loved every minute of it.

I try to see him a week later, but he’s in Victoria seeing his family, when he’s back I’m away for work… We send random snapchats to each other & chat a bit but we don’t chat about catch up again. If you leave it too long, you loose momentum. We chat again a month later but I am sick again – why am I so sick when he’s free… He then likes my online dating profile & I think what the actual fuck, he hasn’t chatted to me regularly, he could have me whenever he wants, why is he now trying to start dialogue though another bloody app. He tells me that he hasn’t had sex since me so I invite him over but he tells me that he’s going away for work.

I never actually see him again to fuck, I talk to him a few months later but he says he’s seeing someone closer to his house. I just delete him from my facebook, sick of seeing his cute face if he won’t come fuck me again.

I do see him again at my friends house about a year later, she doesn’t know we’d fucked or my relationship status at the time, so she offers me up to drop him at the train station & home. He gets in my car & we chat easily, I offer to drop him home as it’s on my way, he says that he’d like to catch up again, but we never do. Kinda sad about this one, it could’ve been a lot of fun!


Erotica: Scene Seven – Anticipation

Are we enjoying this erotica? I’m not sure… Let me know… Not many to go.

Here are the other instalments to read again or for the first time… Scene one – Nipple Bells, Scene two – Wake Up Call , Scene Three – His Orgasm & Scene Four – The Wake Up Call , Scene Five – Blindfold & Scene Six – Shower

Scene Seven – Anticipation

I walk in the door after work, after spending the day with my mind wandering, thinking about us in the shower this morning.
I call out his name, but no response.
I walk into the kitchen to see if he’s cooking dinner, but he isn’t there.
There’s two glasses of red wine sitting next to a open bottle, I pick up one & take a sip.
Hmmm, my favourite shiraz.
I pick up the other glass & set out to find him.
He has to be here somewhere.
I walk up the hallway glancing in the rooms, the finally into the master bedroom.
All the lights are off, so I put his wine glass down to switch it on.
He is no where to be found but his message on the bed is crystal clear.
There is a blindfold, a butt plug, a flogger & a pair of lace panties, in a small pile.
The sight of these four items send a shiver down my spine & straight to my pussy where I feel myself start to lubricate in anticipation, while my nipples strain against my bra.
I put my wine down & quickly strip out of my work skirt, slipping my underwear down my legs as I step out the skirt.
I unbutton my shirt & unclasp my bra wondering where he is.
I quickly slip into the panties that he left me & slip the blindfold over my head, resting it on my forehead.
I can’t decide if I should put the butt plug in or if he would like to do that for me.

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I take a sip of wine, I don’t want to choose the wrong thing.
However the punishment will be painful ecstasy.
I decide to kneel on the edge of the bed, only my toes hanging off & I bend my body to rest my shoulders on the covers, so my ass is poking up for him to put it in.
I carefully put the butt plug next to me so he can see what I have done for him.
I pull the blindfold over my eyes, grab my ankles with my hands & wait.
I wait…
& wait…
& wait…
It feels like forever, I have tried not to move too much however I have been squirming & my panties are now tight & rubbing my clit with each movement.
I know they will be soaked.
I feel his presence before I hear his movements behind me.
All the hairs on my arms stand up as if frightened but excited at whatever he has planned.
I ache for him to touch me, but all I feel is his hand brush so lightly I almost don’t even know it’s happened when he picks up the butt plug.
“I wondered what you would do with this” he smiles & I think he is sucking something, the butt plug perhaps?
“Open” I feel something at my mouth, I open as I am told & a warm wet thing goes deep into my mouth.
I taste him.
He did suck the butt plug and then made me suck it.
He rubs my ass as he pulls the panties to one side then puts the tip of the plug at my puckered hole before slowly sliding it inside me.
I moan so loudly as it slips easily inside & then he moves my panties back in place.
He spanks my ass with his hand & I yelp.
“You are perfect” he whispers close to my ear as I feel him pick up the flogger.
“I’m glad I didn’t leave you instructions now, you look better than I could’ve imagined.”
I feel him rub his hand over my bare ass & then plant a light kiss on my right cheek.
“Don’t move from this position”
I brace myself for the flogger…
I tense my whole body, waiting for the first blow, which is always the worst.
When he hits me I let out a moan, while it hurts, it also is blissful.
How can something that’s so wrong, turn me on so much?
I relax a little as he flogs me over & over, on my ass, across my back, on my legs, on the base of the butt plug.
I swear in ecstasy, my body ready to cum.
How can I cum from just being flogged with a butt plug?
“I want you to cum like this”
My breathing gets short & deep.
I start to rock back & forth
“Stay still”
I lock my arms ridged, grabbing my ankles, digging my fingernails into my skin.
The flogger hits me over & over again then I cum, quivering & shaking as my body tries to keep the butt plug inside me.
Its intense, it consumes me & feel the butt plug slipping out, but he pushes it back inside me which causes me to keep cumming.
He drops the flogger next to me as he runs his fingers from my neck to my backside, dragging his fingernails along my sensitive skin.
I shudder & goosebumps cover my skin as my breathing tries go back to normal.


Guest Blogger: The Internet’s for PORN!

I agree with this 100%… I used to be one of those chicks who was annoyed her boyfriend watched porn, especially when I found a massive porn collection that was never shared with me… But it’s so normal, everyone in their life has probably watched some porn.

Now, these days, I go through phases with porn, I don’t watch it a lot but I like to watch it. I have specific tastes in what I choose to watch too. I even have specific tastes on porn stars that I like to watch too… I won’t just watch anything! But I definitely think that people should watch porn if they like it & not be afraid to talk about it!

I have also recently discovered that my new smart TV’s have internet browsers, so I can watch porn directly on my TV… It’s annoying to use the remote control, so I think I prefer using my phone however, wow, I watched a lot of porn once I discovered that…

These tips are spot on, I used to be a bit of a starfish lover, but obviously had a sexual awakening & am told by quite a few men that I am nothing like a starfish lover! (Which is always good to hear!)

Porn is fun! Porn is fun alone, porn is fun with your partner, even your own homemade porn is fun (yeah… stories to come! hahaha) Find the type of porn you like & have fun with it!

Let’s get it off the taboo list too!

The Internet’s for PORN!

Let me start by saying I ❤️ Porn!

No, seriously; I really do.

As in I watch porn almost every day. Whenever I’m having some solo time, I’m watching porn while I double-click my mouse.

Personally, I see no harm in it. I know a lot of girls out there are put off by a man who watches a lot of porn, because they feel insecure about their own desirability, but let me assure you that it’s not a problem- if he’s still sleeping with you, he’s still into you on some level.

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His porn choices can also give you a clue as to what kind of bed play he likes, or wants to try out. It’s the easiest way to work out what you’ll be in for, or what your personal limits might be.

For example, I haven’t minded dressing up like a naughty school girl, but I baulked at my foot slave dressing up like one and getting pegged by yours truly.

It can be a great intimacy tool, too. Ask your partner to watch some porn together, and then act out the scene, or indulge in a little solo or mutually beneficial play as you watch. You can also play a game of hold out, and see who cracks first.

The possibilities are endless.

Porn was one of the best guides for how to be a great lay, and I think a lot of women don’t get past their insecurities to see this.

The Pro tips I’ve extracted from porn for real life application are this:

– keep your hands busy; touch him, touch yourself, whatever. Just use them.

– eye contact; it builds intensity.

– participate and/ or take control once in a while; no one likes a star fish!

– don’t be afraid to say what you want.

Go watch some porn now, if you don’t believe me!

She-Wolf xx


If you want to read her blog:


Max #6

To follow on from Milky #10. Max, Sweetie & I are at the Union hotel, all drunk & dancing to the crazy DJ – if you remember from Vesty. It’s the first time in weeks that I’ve seen Max, however, I am having a good time. I’m still trying to get Milky to come to the Union in the hopes that I will still end up with my MFM, not sure what will happen with Max & Sweetie being they are staying at my house tonight if Milky doesn’t come back to my house. I am not sure I am ready for a 3sum with a woman, but I guess if the opportunity arises, I might do it. Milky is determined not to come to my house or the union, ok well there goes that fantasy… Probably for the best anyway, he & Max did not get along – it was a weird dynamic. I would be very surprised if Max even agrees to Sweetie seeing him outside of this evening too. But I’d also be surprised if Sweetie wants too see Milky anyway.

Getting drunker & drunker, Max is walking between Sweetie & I, kissing us both, oddly, I don’t feel weird about it, even though this is a very straight laced pub. Well maybe not, there is a crazy DJ here. Hahaha. I end up kissing Sweetie too, which is my first ever girl kiss. Yep, I’ve never kissed a girl before now. Whoo, tick that off my list – if it was ever on my list. Interestingly, women do kiss better than men. Her lips were softer & she was probably a little bit more gentle, if that’s a way to describe it – less sloppy. However, I don’t think I am about to jump the fence anytime soon!

We are on the way back to my house in a taxi & I know where this is going to go. Max is in the back with me, Sweetie is in the front. I don’t know if they organised that with some secret look or if that’s just how it worked out. There is going to be a 3sum here tonight, just not the one I wanted, but there is going to be one. I know Sweetie is bi, I am not, while I liked kissing her, I am still not interested in women in that way. I like penis! (Obviously) However, the opportunity for something new is there, so why not. I feel comfortable with her – she’s a normal chick, normal size, not intimidatingly hot, I feel like she wouldn’t judge my lumps & bumps… Plus I’ve been seeing Max for almost 3 months, I know they’ve have 3sums together before, I know this isn’t new for them, so I know they will help guide me though this.

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I don’t know about you, for those who’ve thought about 3sums but my biggest fear with a 3sum is that I will be the odd one out eating a sandwich like Ross from Friends while people have sex in my bed. I guess that’s the thing about being the guest star in a 3sum, you are the play thing, the one they both want because they can have each other any time they like.

We get to my place, I am acting awkward, not knowing what to do. I obviously have never done this before, I don’t know what to do or how to get this started. Or even if I want to get this started, or if it’s up to me to get it started. Max is the dominant one, shouldn’t he start this off? I’m walking around the place, getting drinks, feeling awkward, Max is eating chips he was eating before we left, Sweetie is sitting at the kitchen table just having a drink. I am so fucking awkward! I wonder if it would be like this with anyone or is it just like this with this couple who aren’t as social as me?

Max grabs me as I’m walking past & kisses me, before bending me over the kitchen bench pulling down my pants before he spanks me in front of Sweetie. I have to shut my eyes because I feel weird, but I also don’t want him to stop because I like this too. He spanks me for a long time, I am not sure if this is something Sweetie likes, but assuming she knows the ins & outs of our sexual relationship. Maybe she’s even told him what she wants to see tonight. I don’t know. Neither have really talked about what will happen tonight with me.

Max takes me into the bedroom, I am not sure what Sweetie is doing, I am now naked & on the bed. When I see Sweetie enter the room & get undressed herself crawling up the bed towards us. I feel self-conscious, like I need to include her, but I also don’t really know how. We start all playing around, Sweetie & I kiss more then as we’re all lying down, Max announces that he feels sick & jumps up to go to the bathroom. Sweetie & I lay there, a bit worried but also this is the first time I’ve been with a chick so we keep kissing & touching each other. Max comes back into the room but says that he’s been vomiting & doesn’t feel well, he lies down on the bed & we kind of stop everything. Next minute Max is lying there with the covers up & looking like he’s going to sleep. Well FUCK. I can’t even get this right… I decide that I am going to keep playing with Sweetie to try to perk him up, but he literally lays there asleep while I kiss & finger Sweetie.

The next morning, Max wakes me up & starts to have sex with me as Sweetie lies there watching. It’s a bit weird, but I actually kind of like it. We have a proper 3sum in the morning, it’s a tad more segmented than I expected, as in it doesn’t flow as well as I pictured in my head, Max going between her & I, rather than is all involved at once… but it’s fun & I can definitely cross a MFF 3sum off my list of things I’ve done!


Noodle #2

The more I talk to Noodle, the more he tells me about his partner & how she thinks he’s cheating on her – apparently accuses him all the time of it, tracks his phone with the find my iPhone app, goes through his phone looking for evidence of pictures or apps (he deletes the chat app daily before he gets home from work) & that he never goes out without her. He also tells me that if he’s at work & he doesn’t answer her text or call quick enough, she’ll call the store to find him. But every time she is not with him, he’s chatting to me online, she sleeps a lot so we chat till like 11:00 am in the mornings they’re both home together & sometimes she’s in bed by 9:00pm, there’s also days where she naps for hours & he comes back online, where I am waiting patiently for him. No wonder he’s lonely, she sleeps for 20 hours a day.

I do continue to question him why he is online if he’s not unhappy with her & how long he’s been online, I also question why she’s so paranoid, (She clearly has every right to be at this point, but I wonder what he did to get here) & why they aren’t married if they call each other husband & wife. He tells me that he’s been online since they had their son 3 years ago, he wasn’t ready for a kid yet but she stopped taking the pill & got pregnant. He tells me they never got married because it’s too expensive & neither of them cared about it – I’m not sure why you would bother getting engaged then. He says he’s never actually met anyone in person, it’s just been texting & sharing pics with women online the anonymous app (I wonder if I’ve ever chatted to him on there?!), I have no reason not to believe him. He tells me that she found his dick pics in the deleted folder as they have the same iTunes account, it apparently shows up on her phone or their ipad, I forget which (I’m not an iPhone user so I don’t know how this works) & she questioned him. He said after that he deleted everything, scared of being caught again & at that point she obviously started going through his phone. Firstly why would he even give her his phone – he doesn’t seem like the type to be so pussy whipped, secondly how does she live like that, always questioning & looking for evidence – that would drive me insane!! I question why he won’t leave her & he says that he’s an asshole & she put ups with a lot of shit from him as he’s a grumpy fucker. He also follows it up with the fact that he’s not unhappy… -I call bullshit on that, but let it go. Not my problem about his unhappiness.

Somehow Noodle & I are able to chat a lot even though he has to delete the app every time he’s at home & she’s awake, but we talk about everything, all sorts of bullshit – all day from the moment we wake up to the moment we sleep, talking to early hours of the morning. He confides in me about a significant childhood trauma that saw him lose his dad tragically at a very young age – which I feel like he never dealt with as he should’ve. I confide in him about my family dramas which aren’t as extreme but still relevant to me & also shaped me to who I am, as it did him, but to be really honest with you, we actually talk about food the most! Yeah that’s kind of sad but we do. We’re both trying to continue to lose weight (Me having lost about 20 kgs, him about 30 kgs at that point) & he gives me some guidance on a protein rich diet & supplement drinks like pre workout that I should try. He gives me a smoothie recipe & helps me pick good choices to eat when I’m out. My sister is the only one who knows about him & even says to me one day when I’m texting him madly in the food court “What does Noodle say you can eat?” I laugh & think fuck I’m so ridiculous.

But talking food, helps me keep this in check, this man has picked out his wife… I am not in this for anything other than friendship, he’s helping me a lot with my health, I appreciate him for that, it’s really working, I don’t have an one else in my life doing what I’m doing… But it also becomes a bit of an addiction, I don’t want to stop taking to him – we also have that silly agreement. But I have no intentions of this going further.

When I’m out with real life friends, I’m obsessed with messaging him. He’s only online when he’s not with her so I try to be available whenever he’s online. What a fucking idiot! Sometimes he only gets 5 minutes while in the toilet, shower or cooking dinner, when he cheekily downloads the app & chats quickly to me, so I feel like I have to write back instantly or I might not get to talk to him at all that night, especially if either of us fall asleep. I hate if I go out & can’t use my phone & know that he may be online. I try to do it discreetly but my friends notice my obsession. I even get a bit obsessed with the groups too. If you don’t keep up you get left out easily & I am obsessed if they were talking about me too.

Lots of ladies share pics but I wasn’t one for sharing that stuff publicly or really privately either but I am caught up in the fun & the compliments they get! So when I do post pics in the public groups, I use photobomb which is a photo app though the chat app where you send a pic to the group but only one person in the group can get it, so first in, best dressed so to speak & it only lasts for 5 seconds. I only ever send them when Noodle is online hoping that he’ll get them & he’ll post the emoji with heart eyes or the fire emoji meaning that he thinks I’m hot. I love that he pretty much gets them all & it’s not before long that an admin guy, let’s call him Holden, kicks him out of the group as a joke because he wanted to get my photobomb & he was annoyed that Noodle kept getting them!

I get added as admin to a bunch of the groups I am in as I make friends with a lot of the people & apparently we all have no lives because we’re on there all the time! Hahaha. For the first time in my life I am not an inbetweener, I am a cool kid! Every guy that joins the groups hits on me & I have the power to delete them if they are a douche. However there is only one guy I want but I can’t bring myself to tell him or anyone else that, I mean what else is there to say when he’s already picked out his wife!

Look, I know he’s a liar, clearly he’s lying to his partner every time she asks if he’s cheating, he says no… I guess he’s not cheating per se but chatting online it just as bad, if not worse in my eyes, than just fucking another woman. So I am not so naïve that I should believe everything he says, however he has no reason to lie to me, I can just tell. Just as his partner can tell he’s lying to her, even though he denies it, I can tell he’s not lying to me. I’m not a very trusting person but I have good instincts. I trust them & they haven’t ever done me wrong yet.

One day Noodle & I start to bicker about us meeting – I want to meet, we’ve been talking for months but he tries to friendzone me so he can fuck someone else. He actually knows about all the men I am seeing. Yes, he says that we’ll be friends & he’ll find someone else. What the actual fuck? I am so angry that I crack the shits & try to stop talking to him but he keeps chatting & then he tries to stop talking to me & I think fuck you Noodle, he can bloody well explain why he says to me that he wants to fuck me but is just going to just be friends with me while he goes & fucks someone else. WTF dude… Here I am, actually going against everything I stand for, willing to fuck this partnered guy possibly, cheat with him & he wants someone else?! I feel like such a fucking idiot! I actually finally get out of him that he tried to friendzone me because I was messaging him one day, while his partner was at work, he was messaging me but then I just stopped because Max came over, which made him feel insignificant. I think that is the first time that my heart breaks a little for my actions… However Noodle seems to forget that I am deleted every night when he is with his family, without a second thought…

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The fact that Noodle & I talk through everything so openly & honestly already, before we just snap & cut each other off, is what gets us though the little bickering spats we have – it gets us through the friendzoning incident without any damage. We both agree that we are super stubborn, but with him, I realise that I am willing to work though the issues. Why? I have no fucking idea, because usually I just cut a guy off when he pisses me off, I can’t be bothered dealing with bullshit. But with Noodle, I keep chatting to him to make him realise how dumb that is… Why am I fighting to meet this partnered guy & start an affair? There’s no future here, he’s said he’s not leaving her, so what am I even doing?


Milky #10

My quest for a MFM is real, it could totally happen with Max & Milky. Max is on board, though I think he’s just happy to live out my fantasy so I’ll live out his of a MFF with his wife. I’m excited when I broach the subject with Milky, telling him that I want a MFM. Milky asks me with who & I explain it’s the married guy in an open relationship. To my complete & utter surprise Milky says yes, on one condition. WTF could his condition even be? Surely this would be a dream for a guy to fuck a woman like a porn star? I wait for his condition to be that he ‘gets to be the one that fucks me in the ass’ or ‘he doesn’t want to touch the other guy’ Yeah I don’t want to see live gay porn, this is about me – so you’re safe Milky!


“I want to fuck his wife” WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK! She has nothing to do with this! I am NOT pimping out the guy I’m fucking poor unsuspecting wife so I can get what I want! This is fucked up! I tell him that she has nothing to do with it & he just says that’s his condition, if I want it, then he wants to fuck her first. Ironically, he doesn’t even know how old she is, what she looks like, or even what the guy I am fucking looks like – he knows nothing about them but wants to fuck her. I mean I am ok with random fucks (clearly – just read this blog. Hahaha) but there has to be some sort of chemistry or connection or alcohol. This is just weird. I decide to tell Max because I don’t even know what to do or what to say to Milky. This is just beyond anything that I have experienced before. & I thought meeting the wife was the weirdest point in my life!

Max is surprisingly ok about it & makes jokes about wanting to fuck Milky’s sister or mum as part of his condition of Milky fucking his wife. This is seriously not happening? I mean does this type of thing happen to people? Really! Max says he’ll ask his wife, it’ll be up to her if she wants too, but I am not comfortable with pimping her out for my fantasy. Max explains that she’s been having trouble with meeting a regular guy or even any guy just for a ONS (Yeah I know because guys are douches plus she’s been telling me everything – she could probably write a blog post or 2 herself!) When he tells me that she is willing to meet him, I am completely flabbergasted. But Max says that it’s actually good, because she’s having trouble finding a regular guy for her, it’s making it harder for him to see me & he’s afraid she’ll pull the pin on the open relationship thing, if she doesn’t find someone soon. I’m not sure that’s true but he has been pulling away a bit & I know she’s been dicked around by a few douches. So really, who the fuck knows what is happening here!

So I figure, that at this point I know I am done with Milky, so she can have him, if she wants him & I can focus on Max & others. I don’t have as much sex per se with Max but we are more kinky. I feel like I have surpassed Milky’s kink. I want to explore more of this side & Max takes me to a different place. We do more kinky things, I mean I tell him things I want to do & sometimes he actually does them (not all the time, but maybe he will if we keep seeing each other) not like Milky who I seem to tell him my fantasies too & then he fucks me while he stands & I’m on the edge of the bed with my legs in the air… every… single… time!

I obviously talk to Sweetie about it too, I can tell she’s weirded out about it too, I mean I know Sweetie & Max are in an open relationship, but surely they haven’t been in this situation before. Well maybe, I guess this is no different to partner swapping really, however I’m not with Milky & he wants to fuck Sweetie without me or Max… Hmmm! Anyway she agrees so I pass on Milky’s chat app details to Sweetie & let them talk. This is just fucking nuts!

So there’s a hedonist/switch Munch (a munch is a kink event that contains no kink, just a meet & greet so to speak at a pub or restaurant for kinky people to meet) on the next weekend & I am somehow arranging for a 4sum type situation after Milky invites me to the munch with him. This evening is perfect for Milky to fuck Sweetie then Milky & Max to fuck me. My house is neutral territory for everyone, so I suggest that they all come meet at mine, then we’ll go to the munch together & see where the night takes us. Milky decides that he doesn’t want to meet at my house but he’ll meet us there. WTF? He was the one that invited me to go with him…

Max & Sweetie get to my house later than I expected & then we fart ass about before we head into the city, which means we’re way later than I said we would be, Milky has been texting me to ask if we’re even going. When we get there, we can’t find where everyone is, it’s a lot different than what I was expecting, everyone was sitting in little groups so it was as socialable as I was expecting. It was more of a clique than I expected. We get drinks & find Milky, I introduce them. We sit down at a table outside & Milky acts like a complete douche. He acts really arrogant & I can tell that Max thinks he’s an idiot. I am not even sure what Sweetie thinks, but I think he’s being a fucking wanker. Seriously, Milky should be so lucky that he’s in this position! This isn’t going well & my plans of a MFM are quickly evaporating.

After about 30 minutes of awkwardness & one drink, some woman comes up & asks Milky to go down the giant slide with her. (WTF? Why is there a giant slide in a pub for adults?) He takes so long to come back that Max, Sweetie & I decide to go somewhere else. The only place I know of a Friday night in Adelaide is the Union hotel with the crazy DJ. We catch a taxi there & it’s packed with the usual DJ playing all sorts of weird stuff. We are all already really drunk, I definitely don’t need more drinks but we drink anyway!

I text milky to tell him we left but didn’t get much back from him, he decides not to come to the Union. The rest of this story really belongs to a Max post, so you’ll have to wait till next Max blog post to hear what happened at the Union Hotel… & beyond!


Erotica: Scene Six – Shower

Halfway though the series, tell me what you guys a thinking of this fiction!

Here are the other instalments to read again or for the first time… Scene one – Nipple Bells, Scene two – Wake Up Call , Scene Three – His Orgasm & Scene Four – The Wake Up Call & Scene Five – Blindfold

Scene Six – Shower

The sunlight streaming through the window hits my face, it reminds me of a movie scene but this is real life.
I feel his strong arms around me holding me so tight, I never want him to let me go.
I try to move a little & he stirs behind me.
As he rolls over onto his back I roll with him, settling in his nook, his fingers running up & down my bare skin of my back.
I snuggle into his chest, with my arm resting across his torso.
I run my fingers on his side, feeling his seemingly flawless skin under my finger tips.
His hand on my back strokes my hair softly in long stokes, when suddenly he fists my hair & pulls my face to look up at him.
His mouth meets mine, I try to pull away, I have morning breath but his strong hand holds me right where he wants me.
His tongue invades my mouth, exploring & teasing me till I moan against his lips.
When he finally pulls away he releases my hair & begins stroking it again.
His hand runs all the way down my back to my bare ass & he gives it one hard spank, I jump and squeal
“Time to shower”
He jumps out of bed & the shower is on before I even know what has just happened.
I scurried out of bed, being tangled in the sheets, he’s already rinsing shampoo out of his hair.
I feel my face drop, he’s going to be getting out before I even get in.
I open the door a cautiously step in feeling self conscious, like an intruder, my arms twisted lengthways over my breasts as if to hide them.
He ignores my presence & continues to wash his hair.
I’m barely getting any water & am starting to feel like a unwanted guest.
He runs his fingers through his hair while it’s under the spray of the shower, then down his body to his sides.
He makes eye contact with me, I instantly feel reassured, I’d never be an unwanted guest in his shower.

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His movements are quick this morning, he has spun me around with my hands on the wall up above me before I can even think about what he’s doing.
He pulls my hips towards him so I’m almost bent over, then he uses his legs to spread mine to the walls.
His already hard cock is rubbing between my legs & his hands reach around to take my breasts into them, kneading my nipples in his thumb and forefinger.
I push back with my hips, letting out a sigh.
“I want you inside me Sir”
He growls as one hand leaves my breast & guides his cock inside me.
I let out a groan, his hand reaches around to rub little light circles on my clit as he builds up some speed.
He’s pounding in and out, in and out, I really struggle to stand still but he tells me to hold on, so I know to brace myself against the cold tiles.
He changes positions and it’s almost like his cock comes up from underneath me.
He’s deep and fast.
My breathing is rapid and I’m moaning, begging him to make me cum.
He switches positions again, taking both my hips in his hands and really starts pounding me.
I cry out from how deep he is inside me.
He slows down, his hand reach around for my clit again & he kisses my shoulders
“Do you want to cum?”
I make a hmmm sound & push my hips back to take him deeper with his slow thrusts
“Answer me”
“Yes sir, I want to cum for you”
His thrusts remain the same speed & depth but his hand on my clit speeds up but keeps a constant light pressure.
I feel it happening, I’m building up, I start to make the tell tale breathing noises & try to dig my nails into the tiles.
My face ends up pressed against the tiles, I start to lift up to my tippy toes, I feel like my nails will snap off the nail bed with how hard I am trying to dig them into the tiles.
“Cum now’
His deep voice commands of me & my body obeys him.
He picks up the pace, kissing my shoulders as he grabs my hips with both hands, riding my orgasm though to his own.
He cries out & I feel his warm cum fill me up deep inside.
His hands rub my ass & then he smacks it causing me to jump, he always catches me off guard.
He pulls me up against him, while he’s still inside me
His hands run up my belly to my nipples which he take in his fingers tugging them.
He kisses my neck and works his way up to my ear and growls
“I can’t fucking control myself with you”


Guest Blogger: Why I do what I do?

I have decided to be my own guest blogger today!

I get told a lot that I am very brave – maybe I am, maybe I’m just stupid! When other women write to me, they tell me that they couldn’t do what I do, I think why not? I’m nothing special. Some have even told me they have been writing their stories too, but aren’t brave enough to share them – even with me!

I was just like you once!

So I started writing… I wrote & wrote all my thoughts, as a diary (YES this is my diary, so please don’t judge the decisions I make!) Then when I was brave enough, I started posting. But the blog flopped because I wasn’t ready & I was too insecure about my dating life – my writing has also evolved as I have as a person since I started back in 2016. I felt so alone, like no one else would possibly be going through what I was. But I was very very wrong! So I started posting again & bam, almost 1000 followers in 6 months!!!

My aim has always been to empower women (& men), to realise they are not alone – you may feel it because we don’t often talk about this stuff with our coupled friends, but you are definitely not alone! Remember in my About Me, my first ever blog post I talk about how much I felt alone while dating in Adelaide, & even reading other blogs, I felt like my experiences were similar but I still felt alone.

I am sure that there are other women out there, whether you’re in Adelaide or somewhere else in the world, who will relate to the things that I go through on a daily basis, who may feel alone but I hope that this will open your eyes to the fact that you are not alone, there are others out there & even though you keep meeting “Retards in Tin Foil”, I still believe there is a “Knight in Shining Armour” out there for all of us.

I also discuss this in my Bonus Post – FAQ’s where I again want to help, I am doing this as a service.

I started writing because so many people told me too but I also felt a little alone in my dating life. Pretty much all of my friends have partners & the single ones don’t seem to have the same experiences I do. But I thought, I surely can’t be alone in this. So I started writing, then finally posting them & now the feedback I get is how relatable it is to people. So if I can make even one person not feel alone in their dating journey, then I feel successful.

One thing that concerns me, is why do you have so many taboo subjects when it comes to dating? I am into kinky stuff, why can’t I share that with my friends or even family? Isn’t it safer if the people closest to me know what I do in my spare time in case something happens? It’s sort of like a woman being pregnant, I watched my sister have multiple miscarriages early on in her pregnancies, but because of the risks & what society tells us to do, she didn’t tell anyone at work or close friends about the miscarriages & went through them alone or with only a little support… WHY? Why do we have to go through anything alone? Why can’t we start the conversation!

Guest post why I do what I do. Dating. Empower

I was, when I started writing (& I still am) scared about how honest my posts are, but I think you deserve to hear the truth – honest, brutal & sometimes very vulnerable… I know that there are some topics I discuss that some people don’t agree with. (There are plenty more coming too…) But I urge you, if you’re a women reading this, we should be building each other up, we have enough inequality in the world without bringing each other down. So when you see a post that you may not agree with, I will appreciate your support as you read my journey.

I don’t regret anything I have done, I mean I would definitely change some things if I had my time over, however I don’t need judgement, I can’t change the decisions I made at the time & remember they were right for me at the time. These decisions have led me to who I am today.

Remember also that these blogs that you are reading are not written in real time. I explain in Bonus Post – FAQ’s why that is. I want to be respectful to the man I am dating, but I also personally need time to reflect on what happened too…

I also get asked a lot how old these stories are. I don’t post as I am dating these guys, mainly because I want to live in the moment & enjoy it but also because I never know what might happen. Many of these stories are quite some time ago, some more recent, they aren’t in any particular order but I do try to keep the time line straight. Especially when posting multiple stories about a guy & when they intertwine with other stories (When I’m trying to juggle men). But rest assured, I do have enough stories over the last decade to keep this blog alive!

I am currently busily writing about the last few years plus still dating to ensure the survival of the blog & find my retard in tin foil but if I do say so myself, my life does get a little juicer as I get older. (They don’t call it dirty thirties for nothing!) So stay tuned, but read at your own risk of knowing too much about me!

I love all your kind words, I am so thankful that my passion project has been so successful to date… Including my erotica fiction!

If you know who I am, I am sorry, but I do always say read at your own risk – So clearly you’re intrigued by my life, or you wouldn’t still be reading! Hahaha. Enjoy!

But more importantly, I just want us all to start having those uncomfortable conversations with each other, lets empower each other as women (& as men) to be supportive, not trying to bring someone down…


Max #5

Max continues his sexual torture on me, a drip here & a drip there… He again doesn’t really fuck me, but he fingers me so much so the bed is saturated. When he does want to fuck me, he rubs his hard cock on my clit to make me cum, then once I’ve cum, he fucks me. I am so sensitive that I cum very quickly. I am still tied up, on my X restraints, there is nothing I can do besides beg him to let me cum or beg him to stop.

When he’s finally done with me, I am so done, I pretty much curl up in a ball & fall asleep. I can’t move & I think if he touches my clit anymore I will literally cum within seconds. He sleeps over the night, it’s nice to have him there all night, however I do wake up all through the night just because someone is in my bed, I guess I wake him up too, because he wakes up to actually fuck me in the middle of the night.

In the morning, we have sex before we get up, however while his dick is actually in me, his phone rings. He has a distinctive ring tone for his wife, it’s a man voice, saying “warning, warning, it’s the wife calling” with a siren noise, so it’s undoubtedly her, when he picks it up answers, I am mortified. What the fuck is he doing? This is so fucking weird! But he gives me a cheeky grim & I kind of like it. He’s fucking me while on the phone to her. I hear her ask why he sounds weird & I contemplate making a lot of noise, but why the fuck is she ringing, she knows where he is…!

After we have sex, I make him coffee & it seems like it’s a normal every day occurrence to make him coffee & sit with him outside while he has a smoke. I get up & go inside then come back out when he grabs me, from behind, pushing me up against my outdoor table, pulling my tracksuit pants down, he starts to spank my ass… I whimper but I really enjoy it… (yes I know it’s not for everyone, but I’m loving it.) He spanks me so hard & for so long, but I am stubborn & will never tell him to stop. I am on the verge of telling him to stop though when he slips is cock in me from behind.052816 (23)We are fucking outdoors, this is probably the first time I’ve ever fucked in my backyard, when he pulls out a little to far & goes back into my ass, clearly not on purpose being his reaction later, but I don’t say anything, I assume he knows, surely my ass feels different. (as you may realise, I do get quite wet, so I don’t need lube for anal) & as long as it’s not surprise anal where the guy tries to go up your ass without any warning or prep work. I cum, but then he realises that he’s been in my ass, pulls out & says he has to go have a shower. I am literally still there bent over the outdoor table, wondering what the fuck just happened, when I see him in the bathroom. Clearly not an anal guy… That surprises me being the type of guy he is, in an open relationship & what not, but obviously not.

He gets out the shower & I get in, not showering with him being how he just left me. I feel so dirty & weird. He hangs out for a bit longer, which is good because if he left straight away, I don’t think we could’ve recovered. I feel like an idiot. Maybe he’s learning, I don’t know. But at least he stayed a bit to make me feel better. I mean he’s only the 4th dude to ever fuck my ass & he’s acting like it’s gross… I mean I quite enjoyed it. But whatever.

We continue to chat everyday as usual, he stops being as weird as he had been & finally stops blaming how busy he is, however I still don’t see him for a while again… Like a couple of weeks. For someone that was so keen to see me before, since the kayak thing, I barely even get sex once a week from him – no wonder I need other men. He knows I’m fucking other people, he encourages me to tell him about them too, but I’m also not 100% sure that guys really want to hear about your sex life with another guy. However we do talk about the fact I would like to have a 3sum with 2 guys – a MFM. Max, seems pretty keen having done one with Sweetie. I also tell him about a intruder fantasy that I’d like to try out, where i come home from something to find an intruder in my house, so he tells me to give him some keys & he’ll make it happen. Wow, I’m going to live out all my fantasy’s with this guy,

Max also joins a few groups on the chat app that I’m in  but seems to not be able to get into the banter with everyone. It shows me a different side of him to be honest, not a bad side but a more socially inept side that makes me realise why possibly he is the way he is when he is “busy” or when I am being needy or something. He doesn’t know how to deal with it, he works alone, has no colleagues, his wife doesn’t work so she has no colleagues. I don’t think they have a lot of friends either, even though they are into swinging, they seem to keep to themselves – or seem to play alone with their other person, rather than together. It becomes very evident & it makes him make a lot more sense to me now.