Monthly Archive for January, 2011

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Pleasurists #111

Published on January 10, 2011 in pleasurists, reviews and sex toys. 0 Comments

Eye Candy by Biryl

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Editor’s Pick

  • Rabbit Habit by CLP

    • I never wanted to try a rabbit-style vibrator before. Truthfully, I was a bit scared of the idea of so much commotion.Vibrating rabbit ears? Wobbly head? Revolving pearls? For someone that prefers simple, one-speed clitoral stimulation to get off, this doesn’t exactly sound pleasant. I’d never even thought to try one, since the price point to jump in is usually pretty high. What if I didn’t like it? What if the shaft is too thick, or hurts when inside? Nope, nope–not the risk.

    Or so I thought.

    Ed. note: While the review itself is definitely well-written and engaging what really won me over were the pictures. Take a look!

Editor

Scarlet Lotus St. Syr

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Happy to Be Stuck with You

Published on January 9, 2011 in anal, bdsm, blow jobs, caning, D/s, gags, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sex, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

On the heels of feeling needy and insecure, I’ve luckily ended up with a lot of time alone with MasterDoc this weekend. I think it has done me a world of good. Thursday night he came back from a tryst and called me into the playroom. He had me drop my underpants so he could put a butt plug in my ass. Funnily enough, this was the sort of thing I had just put into my Wishing Box that night.

As I sat on the sofa, every so often he would tell me to wiggle my butt. He’d ask if I could feel the plug in there, and I pretty much never forgot about it. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was very noticeable. I was allowed to take it out at bedtime.

The next day, we had the whole day alone. He had to go out for some errands, but in the afternoon we got freaky.

My back was bothering me, so he kindly gave me a massage. His strong hands kneaded the muscles in my lower back. I felt much better after. Back massages from him can feel like bdsm since he massages very hard. It loosens up the muscles, but it hurts while he’s doing it.

He had me get up on hands and knees and he gave me a caning. It was actually harder than usual, yet still amazing. I was surprised at how much I could enjoy the sting. I’m kinda curious now if I could take the thickest cane at all. I doubt I could stand it for long, but we’ve never tried it. He used the two thinner canes on me and I was pleased that he pushed me a bit by repetitive thwacks on my ass. I’d love to try that while my mouth is sealed with duct tape and my hands secured together.

In between, we cuddle and chat. He reminded me that I’m “stuck with him.” While this sounds like a negative sort of statement, I find it very comforting when I’m insecure. He promises he’s not going anywhere. I often get afraid that new pussy will lure him away. I worry that I’ve gotten boring by being familiar. After reassurance, he made me come over and over with his hands. When I’m hungry for reassurance, having him touch me feels like an orgasm in itself. I don’t want this to sound like I can live without orgasms – I can’t – but there are even times lately when I feel so amazing from being touched that I feel a certain satisfaction from that alone. I’ve reached a point where I can just enjoy feeling good without focusing quite so much on the end result – coming.

I felt cold, and he climbed on top of me. His body warmed me up as it enveloped mine. He called me a very receptive piece of meat as I shivered from his touch. In the submissive mood I’ve been in lately, I love hearing stuff like that! He also called me a nasty slut. Yes, Sir! I want to be called all manner of dirty things as he shoves his cock down my throat and slaps my face.

I truly love sucking his cock. I love knowing the things that work for him and making him feel good. I’ve become a total cock choking slut. The other day he really held my head down on his cock. I could feel my throat start to work to try to eject his cock. A gag and gurgle came from my mouth. When he let me up, I gasped, “Oh my god that’s hot!” It rendered plenty of saliva for me to give him a well lubricated blow job.

He fucked me from behind until I was so wound up. He pushes me to the edge then varies what he’s doing to keep me rarin’ to go without setting me off. I tried mentally to lay off orgasming, but then I got turned on again thinking about he could do this (tease me) as long as wanted. Ah, the power! He totally drove me insane then let me come (after several minutes of good, hard fucking).

I came hard on his cock for a while, squirting on the throe.

A little later, we had more fucking with me on top. I totally went crazy for his cock, riding it as hard as I could. (Getting in better shape has its perks!) I got so desperate to come that I actually slipped and begged, but he let me come this time.

Since I’ve been begging for him to come on my face lately, he decided that I had been a good girl and he came on my face that evening. I could feel my cheek become glazed with his come, and he rubbed his cock head against it. I waited until we were clearly done to go clean the come off my face. I used a wet washcloth and thought I had gotten it all, until I put my glasses on and found a huge glob near my ear. Ha ha. A little more wiping and it was cleaned up.

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Erogenous Zones #2 – Face

Published on January 9, 2011 in Erogenous Zones Series and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

This is week two of writing prompts from Dangerous Lilly.

The face can be quite erogenous for me. Just MasterDoc stroking my cheek, or holding my face in his hands can help slip me into subspace. I also like when he slaps my face, particularly in the heat of passion. The skin on my face is fairly sensitive and I like having my face touched by MasterDoc.

The face also includes the mouth, and I just love licking, sucking, nibbling. I love when he thrusts his cock into my mouth, hitting the back of the throat. I love when the saliva flows all over his cock. I love being kissed; feeling lips pressed against mine. I also love feeling lips pressed against the skin of my face. Or someone’s hot breath right against the skin.

A blindfold resting on my eyes not only blocks my sight, but also makes me feel a little “wrapped up,” sort of comfortingly swaddled. A gag or muzzle makes me extra aware of my mouth, be it because the saliva flows around the side of the ball gag, or because I can’t move my lips with duct tape across my mouth. All noise is reduced to moans. Words are indistinct.

On the other side of the coin, my face is very expressive, particularly during orgasm. I’ve seen photos of myself in that state, and it is really hot. The face can be a source for turning on your partner.

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Fantasy Vignettes

Published on January 4, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, bondage, caning, consensual non-consent, D/s, edge play, exhibitionism, fantasy, gags, gang bang, horny, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, piss play, restraints, sadism, sex, sex parties, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive, swinging and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

Scene 1: I’ve been kidnapped and I awaken tied up, naked, wrists and ankles bound, duct tape across my mouth. He teases and tantalizes my body despite my protests. My nipples receive the clover clamps. He grabs me by the hair and makes me suck his cock after he rips the tape off. He makes me come over and over despite my fighting it. He fucks me while I’m unable to get away because I’m bound.

Scene 2: Struggling with him, fighting him off. Him calling me a whore and other degrading things. Him slapping me around. Him spanking me even when I start getting desperate for him to stop. He could just gag me with duct tape and go to town on my ass with the cane. I could lay over the axis for the beating, and then be in just the right position for a fucking.

Scene 3: He fucks my mouth as I hang my head off the end of the bed. He gags me repeatedly on his cock. At the end, he comes all over my face.

Scene 4: He blindfolds me and lets all sorts of people at the swing club play with me and fuck me. I don’t get to know who fucked me.

Scene 5: I’m intoxicated to the edge of sleep and then fucked repeatedly by a group of men, all orchestrated by MasterDoc. This would be videotaped so I could fully enjoy after.

Scene 6: I  have to do my best to move around and do things like suck his cock while my arms are restrained behind my back.

Scene 7: I become his slave for a few hours. I have to sit at his feet. I have to be always respectful or I get the cane. He would use me as he likes sexually. He can make me sit in the corner or tie me to something at a whim. I’d have to get his permission to use the toilet. He would make me wait until I was desperate and begging for it, and then he’d bring me (by leash perhaps?) into the bathroom, where he’d let me pee in the tub through my panties.

Scene 8: I ‘m bound at a party at his place (possibly just hands behind back or perhaps some ankle restraint as well so I have to shuffle along as I walk) and the guests get to play with my naked body as it pleases them. My hands are released for dinner but I have to eat mine out of a bowl on the floor, seated next to his chair, while the guests eat at the table. He later makes me masturbate to orgasm in front of the crowd. With a little luck, I squirt when I come.

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A Message from the Management

Published on January 3, 2011 in blog, kink, musings, optimism, sexuality and Uncategorized. 4 Comments

As a new year begins, I wanted to take a moment to thank you, my readers. I’ve gotten such wonderful feedback and support through writing this blog.

As you probably know, this is just a hobby of mine. But I do make a little money from affiliate sales and my first ever advertiser. I hope you’ll visit the companies listed in my sidebar (the banners and text ad). If you’re planning to shop at any of those sites, please use my link to get there so I get a modest commission. I recently added Kink.com, with a banner for TheUpperFloor.com – a favorite bdsm porn site I follow. If you try it out, again, please go through my link.

When I had my first sex blog in 2004-2005, I had never heard of an amateur sex blogger getting paid or getting to review toys for their efforts. It was purely a labor of love. It took me a while to take on affiliate programs, toy review and finally advertising. I realized that while this is a hobby and a labor of love, there’s nothing wrong with earning a little extra through my hard work. And maintaining an active blog is work.

If you’ve used my affiliate links before, thank you very much. The sum I get through affiliate sales is, as I said, modest, but it’s nice to cover the costs of my hosting and perhaps get a little spending money too.

January 27th is my fourth blogiversary (for this blog). I hope I can continue to tantalize and titillate with my stories, while remaining a “real” person throughout. If anyone should care to send a gift, I have wish lists in the sidebar (by the links). But as we’re in a recession and so many people are out of work, I’d be thrilled if you just left a comment with a gift you’d like to give – intangible things included – to me, the blog, my readers.

Love,

Nadia

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Random Ramblings

Published on January 2, 2011 in anxiety, bdsm, blow jobs, consensual non-consent, D/s, dating, depression, kink, musings, non-monogamy, orgasm on command, poly, porn, sex, shio, slut, squirting, submissive, threesome and Uncategorized. 1 Comment

I’ve struggled with depression and loneliness (and neediness) lately. (Not that this is anything new.) I got to see MasterDoc Thursday night through Sunday morning after not seeing him for a few days. I cherish my time alone with him (although I really like hanging out with DeeDee, too). I’ve felt a bit down lately about how everyone close to me (MasterDoc, DeeDee, some friends) is truly living the poly life and having fun and relationships with a few different people. I do date Blondie as well, but she’s been away and busy over the holidays. I feel bummed about going days without intimacy or physical affection (orgasms are nice too).

I read Colette’s novel Cheri recently (and The Last of Cheri) and was intrigued with the older courtesan, Lea, having an affair with the young, vain and terribly handsome Cheri. It was the sort of relationship where she taught him the arts of the boudoir, they enjoyed each others company, but knew it was never meant to last forever. I think that’s something I’d like for myself. The man needn’t be young. Experience is more desirable to me than inexperience. I don’t want a relationship that takes a lot of time and effort. I want a companion to spend time with once a week or so. I want mutual affection but not a romance.

Of course even this sort of deal requires some effort.

I think I also feel lonely lately because the chasm between my being a frequent visitor at MasterDoc’s, but not being someone who actually lives there, seems to be opening up even more for me. It’s not easy having chores at his place (AND chores at my place) but not having a bedroom that I can really consider the one I sleep in. I’m partial to the playroom because I like the bed and the fact there’s a bedside table for me there, but as it’s the playroom I can’t just make that my space while I’m there. I have a few drawers with some things in it in that room, but I don’t really have a “place.” And if I’m not scheduled to hang out with MasterDoc I feel like I’ve overstayed my welcome if I hang out. I used to feel welcome all the time in his place.

I like my apartment. I like having a place to keep just as I want it, a place to decorate as I wish. But it can be horribly lonely sometimes. I’m one of those strangest of people – an introvert who doesn’t like being alone too much. I like spending time alone with others in the house. My “time alone” happens in my head when I’m not interrupted.

But the past few days I’ve been at MasterDoc’s and I haven’t been alone. He was sick with a cold when I got there, so I felt bummed that while he saw another lady the night before (I think) and DeeDee was having very audible fun with her other gentleman, that I hadn’t had anything for days and didn’t look likely to get anything from my sick and tired Dom. I find lately that even though I’m still very horny, I crave the physical affection and touch more than anything. By the next day MasterDoc was feeling a bit better. We got some alone time and he gave me marvelous orgasms.

I’m blanking out on the details, but I know it felt good. The next morning I felt a bit sore down there – not sure why I’m feeling inflamed since I can’t recall exactly what we did (I think thrusting fingers played a part), but it’s an ok kinda sore. The following night, DeeDee went out to play with our friend S and one of her guys. We put on (at my suggestion for once) theupperfloor.com and watched a couple of videos as we had dinner and started getting things moving on the couch. He took me into the bedroom and had me get ready for his cock immediately. I got laid for the first time in days. Whoo hoo! But then my irritated vag couldn’t take it and we had to stop. MasterDoc improvised and make me come til I was exhausted by rubbing my upper labia and clit, giving the vaginal opening a break. I got to suck his cock, which I love, and I keep hoping he’ll come on my face one day.

He’s tried making me come until I pass out, but it seems like I’m more of the collapsing type. It’s something else when he pushes me and pushes me, and I think that I just can’t come any more but he keeps up the stimulation and I come again. And again. I’m helpless under his hands. He’s doing a lot of this lately.

I’ve been getting itchy to try role play. Or a scene with more formalized D/s behavior and theme. I want to be taken roughly. I want that gangbang I’ve been promised.

But I’m the submissive, and while my wants do get taken into consideration, it’s not always about me. When our friend S visited, MasterDoc got her and I cuddling on either side of him on the bed in the playroom. He told us he wanted us to both suck his cock, and he had me start. It was lots of fun to watch his face while S blew him. He was clearly feeling good, and I like when he feels good.

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Erogenous Zones #1 – Head and Neck

Published on January 2, 2011 in attraction and Erogenous Zones Series. 2 Comments

My friend Dangerous Lilly has started a writing prompt series for sex bloggers. Considering my writers’ block as of late, I can really use something to spur me to write. In her series, bloggers who want to participate can post an entry about the topic at hand during the week of the topic. This week: head and neck (not including the face).

My head and neck can be very erogenous zones indeed. I remember when I was younger I would get so turned on by nibbles to my neck. I would make out with my high school boyfriend during lunch and be totally wet by the end from his nips and licks at my neck. Lately, I’ve dated Davey, who had an extraordinarily small mouth and couldn’t nibble my neck (seriously) and MasterDoc, who doesn’t go for my neck much, and when he does if he hasn’t shaved it tickles so horribly I just giggle and flinch. I kinda miss that sensation of having my neck gently nibbled. (I’m not a fan of hickeys that can be seen with clothes on.)

A very sensitive part of the neck is the throat. And while breathplay can make me nervous, having a hand with a firm grip around my throat (but not squeezing) can be highly erotic. I find lately that control turns me on more than pain. (Although I certainly loved the heavy beating MasterDoc gave me last Monday.) Feeling that MasterDoc is in control of me, that I’m at his mercy, turns me on something fierce. Holding me at the throat, or grabbing my hair puts me into that special sub space. He often grabs my hair and I LOVE it. I keep hoping he’ll be more assertive with me – not more sadistic, but even more in control during sex. I suppose I don’t want to just submit easily, but instead I want to be taken.

When talking about the erogenous possibilities of the head, we can’t forget the gray matter inside of it. The mind is the largest sex organ.  Talking dirty or domly to me is a sure-fire way to get me going most of the time. I enjoy a good mindfuck, if it’s executed with our mutual pleasure in mind.

On a man, I love seeing the nape of his neck. I think this is a sexy spot and probably why I prefer short hair on men. I love stroking through his hair, and then down his neck. Nibbling on a guy’s neck can be nearly as rewarding as having my own neck nibbled.

Next week: the face.

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Review: Wand Controller from Babeland

Published on January 1, 2011 in reviews, sex toys and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

When I saw the wand controller on offer from Babeland I jumped at the chance to review it. Who wouldn’t want to have variable speed for their Hitachi Magic Wand at the tips of their fingers? The Magic Wand is awesome, but you have only two speed settings. I know from using the sybian that having the speed of vibration varied can really add to the experience. The wand controller also adds a little to the length of your cord.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t as spectacular as I had hoped. The wand controller is basically a rheostat. It does, indeed, vary the speed but the huge disappointment is that the highest setting on the wand controller is much weaker than the highest setting the Magic Wand is capable of. Control over the settings is good, having a weaker vibe because of it is not. MasterDoc and I were both perplexed as to why it would sap so much power from the wand as a rheostat should just provide variability. He played around with the settings on the controller, but never did it reach the intensity of the Magic Wand by itself. This experiment was so disappointing that we haven’t used it again. It is still plugged in next to the bed, but not being used.

Babeland is a quality store, so I was bemused to find them selling such a clunker of a toy. But considering how many wonderful things they offer, an occasional dud is sure to happen. It is possible that ours is defective, but I don’t want to go to the trouble of trying a replacement, until someone else tells me their experience with it was different. The reviews I’ve found elsewhere don’t lead me to believe mine is defective. Some people would like the wand controller though, and it’s those who find the Magic Wand too intense. But if you’re a connoisseur of “weapons-grade” sex toys, you will not like this.

I rarely say this about something Babeland carries, but save your money. Don’t get the wand controller.

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This toy was provided free of charge from Babeland in exchange for an honest review. I received no other benefits for this review.

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