Whore Squared

I earned the title fair and square, losing at W-H-O-R-E twice. That would be water H-O-R-S-E played with two submissive slut women and one Top male, so of course we had to alter the name of the game to suit the participants.  During that day and night I also skinny-dipped,…

Twitter, tweet, twit, twat…

So yeah, as mentioned over on A Poly Life, I’m “officially” on Twitter now. Twatting, er, twitting, or…tweeting…away. Actually I post about twice a day on there, if that, usually about a new post either here or on the poly blog. But I am getting braver! I learned how to…

This is how you remind me…

…of what I really am. Girlmeat. Fuckmeat. Your property to do with as you choose. Fuck me, use me, hurt me, love me, piss on me. It’s all the same to me. I’m yours.

Dear #16

Dear #16, It’s been a long time since I’ve thought of you. You were the boy on the dance floor with all the hot moves. I was the Madonna-wannabe in the tattered lacy skirt, wild hair and big hair bow.  We danced near each other, occasionally brushing a hand or…

HNT – Crooked

Since I mentioned my asymmetrical “soulpatch” in this post over at A Poly Life earlier in the week I felt I should take a pic to show it off…unfortunately (fortunately?) it’s hard to tell that it’s a little “crooked”… Have you joined the HNT yet? Be sure to visit Osbasso!

Just because he says so

“I’m looking forward to making you fuck R,” he said. Oh.  Um.  Yeah. I think of all kinds of pretend excuses why I can’t go over.  Think of things that aren’t pretend: my kids, a test in algebra, my possible/maybe-going-to-happen period. I know I won’t use any of them. But…

Bloghopping, 7/12/09

Every so often, a story just grabs you by the…imagination…and awes you, stuns you, makes you want to stand up and applaud.  Violet Sex, over on H is for Harlot, is one such story. Seriously.  Go read it. I’m in love. And then there are pictures that do that to…

Morning, in the Girl's Bed

I wake in her bed, the flash of lightening brightening the room, illuminating the white of the goosedown comforter tangled around her warm, tanned body where it is wrapped around mine. Wrapped around mine. I have just woken in my girlfriend’s bed with her warm, soft body wrapped around mine.…

Morning, in the Girl’s Bed

I wake in her bed, the flash of lightening brightening the room, illuminating the white of the goosedown comforter tangled around her warm, tanned body where it is wrapped around mine. Wrapped around mine. I have just woken in my girlfriend’s bed with her warm, soft body wrapped around mine.…

Spunkball

Tiger Woods and I are close today.  Real close. Or at least one of his officially-endorsed golf balls and I are. I have a Nike-branded golf ball in my cunt today.  Better yet, I have a Nike-branded, official Father’s Day golf ball, covered with A’s spunk, in my cunt today.…