Slowly the heat begins to rise from your toes up. You feel it take hold of your knees making you weak, ache, unable to get up as goose bumps begin to form across your back, up your spine, and through your shoulder blades as it continues up the back of your neck like the subtle bites you gave your last partner. Soft nips that produced squeals and moans of delight. The tingles are relentless as they push forward; up and over your scalp making hair stand on end, and a reddened face burn white-hot. The feeling moves onward and down your chest, making lazy nipples stand at (more…)
Models of the current fashion runways are younger, paler, harbour a vacant look with eyes that reveal little to no soul, and they are THIN! Unnervingly thin and in sharp contrast to the models that graced the pages of the fashion magazines prior to the mid sixties. It wasn’t an overnight thing but a gradual change that folks have noticed and protested against, only to fall on the deaf ears of fashion’s dictatorial elite.
Board like figures void of any shape and curves do not illicit the desires to touch, hold, and caress, but rather shun and give the urge to buy the girl a box of donuts. Curvy, shapely, healthy bodies do command the touch reflex, and if not to touch, then to look, look long and hard, because curves are what’s sexy this week. (more…)
The Great Outdoors
Not to long ago I found myself answering a question that was asked of me after a shift at the lounge I used to work at. Playing the game, “question and answer” similar to the game “truth or dare” I was asked if I had ever had sex outdoors? “No!”, was my quick answer producing gasps of shock and amazement. NO! I had never ventured into the local shubbery (more…)
Like most human beings I know, I am horny a lot, yearly, daily, hourly…….ok pretty much all the time, and NEED to rub one out daily or I get a wee bit cranky to say the least! Just as everyone else does, I have my routine when getting down to business for a little alone time and trust me it doesn’t include anyone else in the picture except the visuals supplied by my laptop. My alone time is just that, alone time that I cherish for a little, and usually a lot of stress relief. At this point I am focused on me, myself, and I, and I’m not saying I’m selfish here, to the contrary, I’m an enthusiastic lover, always eager to pull my own weight, but one thing we can all agree on is the necessary quality of uninterrupted alone time. There’s nothing like it!
At any rate there I was itching to flick the bean, armed with my trusty laptop, I seated myself at the island of my kitchen ever so precise to angle my barstool, laptop, lube and legs in place. With one foot up on the counter and the other over on the matching stool, (more…)
Ergonomic; (especially of workplace design) intended to provide optimum comfort and to avoid stress or injury.
Ok so for all you aficionados of sextoys, ergonomic is a term I am sure you’ve heard enough times as they try to shove it down our throats or better yet up our asses all in an attempt to sell more of the latest and “greatest” new designs from manufacturers and designers the world over. Big surprise, but our bodies are not the geometric shapes structured the way a life drawing class would have you believe, but an organic body with enough twists and turns to leave a person dizzy. The realistic also know that human beings have orifices that are NOT as deep or as wide as the grand Canyon, although I know a lot who are certainly willing and in some cases able to handle the larger than life sizes. (more…)
You know what I am talking about: the coy glances to the crotches of a man that has caught your eye, quick darting glances as often as a person blinks throughout the day. Its human nature and for those of us that find ourselves in a state of perpetual heat, these are the actions that happen. For most men, low cut waist lines that dip to extremes like the blouses of fashionably dressed women, is just not an option. Their package is their pride and joy, and putting the goods on display through pants that caress the bulges, carrying the meat and potatoes, housing the family jewels, is a learned art that takes time to develop. You have to know what fashion labels to wear with finesse, to wet that appetite of the viewer, a table to be set for a feast soon to be had.
Time for some fun! Who doesn’t like sex? Given how busy we are these days having a little bell may do the job for letting people know you are in the mood. Or you may be one of those engaged in something a little kinky needing the services of your favourite maid, butler, waitress, or waiter? I know I am especially when service is required!!!
Mistress needs a glass of wine, a light massage, and some…………
Ring for Sex Bell
I headed to the Taboo…Naughty but Nice Sex Show to check out the latest in Boomer carnal pleasures.
People always ask how I got into the world of fetish and erotic dressing, in particular domination. I can’t really answer exactly how I got here but I guess you could say that I was born with it. In my DNA, my genes, my fetish interests all there, I just needed to be tapped into it, I guess. The high end fashions, lingerie, leather, latex, high heels, stockings garters pantyhose. The crack of the whip, tightening of a buckle, locking a latch, melting some wax, smell and shine of the rubber, leather, PVC. The make-up, hair, the LOOK that commanded attention and garnered some serious respect. It was inevitable
I’m also not sure if it was while in Denmark at the age of 22 at a dinner I was invited to; a dinner with a slave suspended over the dining table that got me interested. Or maybe it was the lovely gentleman who invited me over who “saw something in me” all classy, stylish, and slick that had something to do with opening the tap for the waters of fetish to flow freely. (more…)
Periodically I go for long walks with a coffee or tea to people watch and take in the beauty this fair city I live in has to offer. I mean who wouldn’t, Vancouver is AMAZING! Anyway after awhile I found myself sitting on the bench in the park watching the water and the people walk by, and I began to think about what all these people of all ages, all walks of life, do in their sex lives. Are they kinky, vanilla, missionary, like it where the sun don’t shine, threesomes, group action, do they still have sex? Wander, as my mind is want to do, it suddenly popped into my head the answer to a random question that was asked by one of the boys at the cocktail lounge I frequent.