Tie me up.

I have a friend here in Texas, and when talking to him last night we had got onto the topic of tying girls up. Him being a rope lover and me obviously missing out on something I needed to know more. I was able to spend some unexpected time with him today. So here we are driving down the road talking about rope and whatknots (Tehe what knots). When suddenly BOOM homedepot appears. Okay so maybe we were driving by it... Either way in a split second decision we decide to go in and by some rope.

I swear my face was red the whole way in. I had convinced myself they knew exactly what we were buying rope for and to make matters worse we had to ask where it was. Twice. *shudder* Thankfully we were out of there quickly after finding and buying exactly what we wanted. Due to people both at his house and mine we took this little paryt to a park nearby.  First it was just my hands behind my back. Which was very thrilling.

My heart was fluttering. Every touch was intensified. I could feel him brush my skirt as he wrapped the rope around itself. I could feel the nylon rubbing lightly. Admittedly I fell in love with it the moment he made me turn around. Sadly it wasn't meant to last for some kids had saw us. Oops... Quickly we pack up and left to a much more discreet place. Where -drum roll please- I was tied up in my first harness.

It was too much fun! I didn't ever want to take it off. In fact I didn't for a while. We would be driving and abruptly he would reach over and tug either the front or the back of it, leaving me gasping and grinding. Keeping even somewhat normal convo during this is next to impossible. Sigh but it was so worth it in the end. ;)

Yet like all good things it didn't last. I had to go back home, untied. Surprisingly he let me take home the rope, which means for the last hour or so I've been tying myself up all sorts of ways. Even managed to recreated the harness he tied me up in.

Downward view. 

Give me, Give me, Give me!

I want a good ol'fashion mind fuck. You know the kind where he crawls into your head and doesn't leave until you're so wanton, so needy that you don't even remember your name. You don't worry though because Slut seems like a nice replacement. I want to grind against dirty thoughts, and orgasm to commanding words. I want to lay at his feet a begging hot mess. I want him to tell me I don't know what I want. When he finally lays a hand on me its teasing and taunting. So it isn't long before tears are rolling down my face from being denied what I want most at that moment. Theres so much control to be had over a needy girl, I want him to come and steal it. I want so that when I finally get release that I've been groveling for, its from a sturdy hand spanking me. Going SMACK, SMACK, SMACK across my ass. Mmm yes thats what I want  this fine morning.

Night of Quotes.

Just some quotes that have been filling up my post-it notes.

"In truth; the kinkiest book I have ever read was an old school classic work of fiction that was pretty fucked up. It had rape, incest, underage sex, servitude, forced submission, slavery, polygamy, extreme bondage, imprisonment , interrogation, forced impregnation, discipline, punishment, some pretty extreme impact play, and a lot of bizarre supernatural bullshit that just didn't make sense in the story line at all. But enough about my formative years spent in Sunday school and Bible study groups....."

-Master James (Fetlife)

"The good thing about masturbation is that you don't have to get dressed up for it." ~ Truman Capote

"The difference between pornography and erotica is lighting." ~ Gloria Leonard

"Nothing risqué, nothing gained." ~ Alexander Woollcott

"Don't worry, it only seems kinky the first time. ~ Anon

"Chastity: The most unnatural of the sexual perversions." ~ Aldous Huxley

 "A dirty book is rarely dusty." ~ Anon.

"Hush, Little Angel, don’t say a word,
Sir’s gonna spank you for the whimper I heard.
And if that whimper turns into sighs,
Sir will push his hands in between your thighs.

And if your thighs begin to spread,
Sir will grab you firmly by the head.
And if that firm grasp starts to slip,
Sir will thrust his dick in between your lips.

And if your sweet lips are too tight,
Sir will make sure they’re exhausted tonight.
And if My Angel wakes up with a grin,
Sir is going to tie you up again. "

~SuddenUrge2

"You have to go wholeheartedly into anything in order to achieve anything worth having." -Frank Lloyod Wright

"She thought of the park and how, like Eve, she couldn’t never return to her little Eden. Still, there were other Edens and other Adams and, in the end, far more apples." -Jack Stratton

"Youth is wasted on the young" - George Benard Shaw

Thats all for now.

If a writer falls in love with you, you will never die.

If a writer falls in love with you, you will never die. If I fall in love with you, I might barrow bits and pieces of your body. Don't worry I'll give them back. Yet you got to admit that girl in the romance story wears your hair just right. The boy's eyes light up his face just the way yours does when you're laughing. That villain will use your "I win", cat-got-the-cream smirk that I love. If I fall in love with you and your missing your favorite pair of shoes it might be because their on page nine being worn by a sexy high school teacher. If that dress I love on you can't be found.

Relax I know just where it is. You can find it being worn to a young girls first prom. If I fall in love with you, you habits will be copied. Yes I know you bite your lip when you needy, so does she. Yeah know how you clean when you nervous? Well he's practically the neatest nervous wreak I've ever written.

If a writer falls in love with you, you will never be bored. You may find me telling you all about the man who siting across from me on the bus. Did you know he use to be a super hero? I might keep odd times. I might disappear into my library for days at a time, don't fret when I return it'll be with kisses and love.

Coffee is my favorite food. My hands change color from peach, to blue, to red, and to black daily. I'll leave love notes for you where you least expect it. I'll sign them with tittles you didn't know I had. Yes I am a professional Googler, thank you for noticing. And when we're alone, and the lights are turn down low I'll spin a tale of naughty girls and naughtier uncles. I'll tell you things that'll make you blush. If a writer falls in love with you. you will never be bored.

That I can promise. I can also promise you will be transferred from story to story long after your time. For if a writer falls in love with you, you will never die.

http://karenfelloutofbedagain.tumblr.com/post/14597572011/what-happens-if-you-fall-in-love-with-a-writer

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Other versions.

Slowly Cumming by Kayla Lords

Kayla Lords never fails to write something worth drooling over. She is a fabulous writer and blogger. If this is doing it for you like it does for me, go check her out. Links below. Kayla says "I spent years not masturbating, thinking I was unable to orgasm. At the age of 32, I discovered how wrong I was. I've discovered a lot about myself in the past year, but I am still amazed at what I can do to my own body..."

I wanted it to last.  I needed it to be intense.  I  had to let off a little steam.

I spent a good hour priming myself - reading about Doms and subs, looking at pictures that seemed more fantasy than reality.

As I walked upstairs, I was already wet and dripping.

I lay down in bed, and my hands caressed my breasts, rubbing my nipples.  I cupped my breasts, feeling their weight in my hands.  I smiled.  He loves the feel of them in his hands. Thinking of his hands on my body, I felt my cunt pulse.

One hand rubbed my nipple, while the other found my hot, wet core.  I pulled my legs up to my chest and dipped my fingers into the liquid heat of my pussy.  I lazily drew circles around my lips.  My free hand pinched my nipples; my hips bucked in response.

Two fingers slipped in to my cunt - not enough.  A third followed, and then a fourth.  I moved my hand in and out, feeling the silky smoothness clamp down around my hand.  I ground my clit into my palm.

"Yesssss!" I hissed.

My hips moved back and forth, pressing into my palm.  I needed satisfaction - now.  But I wanted the anticipation.

I pulled my hand out of my pussy and found my clit.  The hood was slick and silky smooth.  I rubbed my clit as slowly as I could manage.  Long moments passed and I felt the heat, the fire, building in my core. 

 My hand moved slightly faster.  My hips moved in time with my hand.  My head thrashed back and forth.  

My back arched; my legs shook.  Finally, I exploded.  Bright lights shined behind my closed eyes.  My hand was soaked.

Good night to me.

Her blog  http://kaylalords.wordpress.com/

Her twitter http://www.twitter.com/KaylaLords

Update

First things first. I had a short version of I love you like a sister sent to a awesome blog that is basically a collection of many peoples stories. It's posted there so if you want to go check it out click here. http://www.contentexotic.co/running-into-her-room/. Next don't forget me a Kayla Lords are doing a blog swap this Sunday! http://kaylalords.wordpress.com/ This is her blog A Sexual Being.

I know I haven't been posting much smut lately. I've been kinda out of it. Hopefully this weekend I can back into it. Wish me luck! Love you all!

Guest blogger

Happy Monday! I'm so excited that we got some rain here! The minute I woke to the sound of it I ran outside. I just stood there letting the rain soak me, and wash away all of the icky things. Sadly there was icky things to wash away. On to happier things! One of my favorite bloggers and I are going to have a blog swap!  Basically that means I'm posting on her blog for a day and she is posting on mine.

The oh-so-loved-by-me blogger is -drum roll please- Kayla Lords! And the crowd goes wild! XD She is very talented in the art of written word, passionate, and sexy. Read her blog A Sexual Being http://kaylalords.wordpress.com/. We'll be swapping blogs this Sunday. Don't forget to check me out there, and check her out here. You won't regret it. ;)

So as you know I'm in Texas and not with Sir. Sigh... But in effort to keep myself busy I've doing lots of shopping, writing, even some other creative stuff, and masturbating. Lots and lots of that. Is it safe to say I blame Tumblr? I only brought two vibs and some lube with me, so I've been getting rather creative. Oh the things you can do with household objects! Tehe one of these days I'll have to write it all down. Anyway I hope your all here bright-eyed and horny Sunday for Kayla. Don't be afraid to tell me what you think after, should I keep doing blog swaps or is it boring? Love you guys lots!