DD – No Clue

Dear Diary, I fall for men who have no time for me, ones who fit me in here and there as they wish. I even fell for one who lived in another country and wasn’t able to get him to agree to see me once in two fucking years. Not once! That’s a sign right? They […]

Better Than The Last Twelve

I tried to keep track of my orgasms last year. I didn’t start keeping track because I thought I was lacking or because I wanted to reach any specific number. It actually started as a result of a previous partner often commenting about how difficult it was for me to have an orgasm. It was often difficult, if […]

DD – Sunday Morning

Dear Diary, It’s Sunday morning, just after 10:30, and I am laying here in someone else’s bed thinking about Him. How fucking pathetic is that? I’ve spent the weekend with a new friend, having had some truly fantastic sex, and right now all I want to do is share it with Him to make it even better. I’d […]

New York Nite

It’s a while since I’ve had the pleasure of an overnight guest. I miss the masculine things next to my girly products. And now I think I’ll have to write about that New York Nite. Happy 300th Sinful Sunday Molly. I look forward to the next 300, and more.

Creamy

I couldn’t decide on the edit so I included both.  Click the link below to see what other sinful things people have been up to this Sunday.

Clovers

I’ve posted several pictures taken by the light of my bedside lamp. In the Darkness and I Want to See Them  come to mind. The lamp is a Himalayan salt lamp and it casts a really lovely glow. You can catch a little glimpse of it in the first picture below. I could have used […]

Morning Shower

Come, he had said. Come before you remove the kegel balls. Come, and tell me. Yes Sir. I will come in the shower this morning. Stepping into the shower was a warm welcome after being greeted by the cold November morning. Not initially though, as it first ran cold and shocked awake what was left of that half […]