When I Was Younger

I believe I have always been a sexual person. Even when I was younger I was sexual, adventurous, and I wanted to push my boundaries. Not much has changed in that regard. I’ve been thinking about my younger years lately. About how I wanted things without really knowing what they were or even what wanting […]

I’ll take the orgasm

An orgasm can do wonders for ones well being. It certainly does mine. I feel much more relaxed, less stressed, and am able to fall quickly into a good night’s sleep after having an orgasm or two, more if I’m a very lucky girl. The question is, why do we deprive ourselves when they make us […]

Dripping

Sometimes it is thick and creamy. Sometimes it erupts like an active volcano, flowing hot lava. Today it is dripping wet, like the rain that falls on the other side of the window

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.

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 […]

I Didn’t Ask

I did something this morning without asking. I should have asked, but I didn’t. It felt good, oh so good, until it didn’t. It does not feel good when I don’t follow the rules. Now corrective action has to be taken. Amongst other things, I must touch myself at least once each day for the next week but […]

Y is for…

Yanking my Yammy I started to write a delicious post about taste but my phone app decided to lose it. As it seems to do far too often lately. I needed to get my Y post in today so I did a little research online and found something that suited perfectly.  Yanking, to yank, is […]

May I Play With Myself?

Mister S and I were texting the other night as he is currently out of town on business. We weren’t discussing anything serious, just talking about my reminder marks and how we missed each other. Then he asked me if he could play with himself. “May I play with myself Ms?” “What’s the rule?” was […]