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The art of anal
I am beginning to wonder if the art of anal sex is lost. Recently, I had an interesting encounter, where my partner was rather rough anally, even after I advised him that it had been almost 2 years since I had anal sex. I am happy my neighbors weren't home (or they pretended not to be), because I was screaming like a little girl
I miss the days when I was first introduced to anal, the care and attention I received, the reassurance and relaxation techniques given to allow me to enjoy it fully. That guy was 9" on a bad day, and I learned to take every inch. I always laugh when I think of New Years Eve 2000/2001 - He was fucking my ass so good, I was begging for more and he told me that there wasn't any more to give me...
The time before the last time ended miserably because my ex failed to understand that my ass and pussy are 2 entirely different holes amp; you can't treat them the same way.

What are your thoughts on anal sex, and to the guys, what DO you do to get your partner to relax?
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About Me 2011
Posted:Jun 12, 2011 8:14 am
Last Updated:Jul 18, 2020 1:25 am

I first posted this Dec 2009, and it is time for an update.

New news flashes...

#1. I am a black woman and I prefer white men. That's not to say that I won't hook up with a black man, but right now in my life, that is not what I am looking for. Please, stop taking this personally!!

#2. I am not a Barbie. I am chubby. For those men who would look over me because I am not a stick figure, get over yourselves!!

#3. I am NOT buying a cam. I do not put myself on cam. I prefer to watch. If I get to know you really well, I may give you my # so I can hear you cum when you perform for me...

#4. Let me repeat: IF I GET TO KNOW YOU REALLY WELL, I MAY GIVE YOU MY #...Don't ask me for it on the first chat, IM or e-mail.

#5. I am not looking for a FMF 3some. I want a MFM. I may be persuaded to do a couples swap, but I am NOT BI...I am not going down on your girl.

#6. If you are married, leave me alone. I have to draw the line somewhere, and that is where my line is drawn. Your life takes on a different meaning after someone's spouse points a loaded 9mm in your face. I don't give a damn if both of you are agreeing on letting your husband play.

#7. If we do hook up, I am going to want you to fuck me. Your oral skills are secondary to the cause. –update – Basically, if your dick isn’t working, and you are too cheap to buy some Viagra/Cialis/Levitra/Horny Goat Weed/a cock ring/etc., go away.

#8. Men who shave their pubic areas are a turn off to me, especially those who are hairy everywhere else. And, I am trimmed, not shaved most of the time.

#9. Blue eyes, dark hair and a goatee = me melted. But if your personality is jacked up, I will send you packing.

#10. I have a spanking fetish. Don't worry about it hurting too much, if I shed a tear, you are doing your job. I will let you know if it is too much for me to handle. It rarely is. – update – I finally experienced “too much” so you need to be willing to accept a safe word from me.

These are subject to change (except #6 - 10) at any time.


#11. Submissive men are a turn off, but assholes and abusers will not be tolerated. I am somewhat of a submissive woman (work in progress), so dominant men are a turn on. I do realize that even dominant men have a soft side, but please don’t try to be something you are not. The whole reason I no longer do NSA is because I need to know the real you…not your persona that you portray online. That means that I do REAL MEETS. If you are not willing to put in the time to make a friend in me, I will not give you what you want. It’s all about respect.

#12. I like multiple male partners, and if you like multiple female partners, that is cool, I won’t blink an eye, I just won’t be participating – I may however want to watch

#13. I do not do pity fucks. If you haven’t gotten laid in the last year, I am not touching you.

#14. I no longer do NSA, unless I go to a swinger event (then the no married men rule is also thrown out because I am not going to waste my time asking if you are cheating at that point).

#15. If you stand me up for a date, please do not get angry at me for not giving you a 2nd chance. I have only stood someone up once in 2 years, and that was only due to a misunderstanding with the meeting times, and I did make up for it the following day. I will always send some sort of message if I cannot meet, that is a promise.

#16. Do NOT use the following phrase with me "I can eat pussy for hours." That is almost a guarantee of being ignored. Refer back to Rule #7.

Really folks, I am a nice girl. However, there are some people out there who rub me the wrong way.

Kisses again!
Chapter 47
Posted:Dec 18, 2019 7:28 am
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2019 8:43 am

So yesterday was my birthday... I had to get away so I hopped on an airplane and flew Houston for some much needed R&R. This silly site hasn't properly updated my location, so I guess I will not be having any fun on this trip. But to be honest, I am grateful for that. I haven't felt this relaxed in months, especially after my divorce.

Yes, I got married...and it was horrible. We had some good times, but the bad times were so extensive and exhausting, I could not stay trapped in a living hell. September 19th was my official "Exodus" from captivity.

I do have some stories to post here, but I don't know if I am ready to share. Sex has been therapeutic these last few months, so I am hesitant to share my "sessions" with anyone. But I can say that my favorite attorney has stepped up to the plate and made me feel safe again. For a person who was as broken as I was...there are not enough words of gratitude I can convey to him.

2020 is days away. I am looking forward to all it offers because all I can do is go up!!

Kisses and licks
10 years
Posted:Jun 9, 2019 2:57 pm
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2019 8:44 am

I can't believe that it has been 10 years since I joined this site. So much has happened over the years. I can honestly say I have met some of the most wonderful people here, as well as a few asshats. But suffice it to say that I am grateful for the fun times and shoulders to cry on I have received over the years. I have made lifetime friends with a select few.

Thank you and here's to the next 10!!
Finally, a fantasy come true
Posted:Dec 10, 2015 9:43 pm
Last Updated:Aug 7, 2020 8:08 am

I didn't expect to answer the door in a towel, but I did. I was in mid-preparation when he knocked. The music wasn't coming out of the correct speaker, however the tantric mix was perfect for the mood. I opened the door to his beautiful smile. He stepped in as I was blubbering about the towel. The devilish grin on his face as he cupped my face for our first of many kisses melted my mind. His hands grabbed my hair and I felt my body melt. He suggested we go upstairs. No tour, straight to my bedroom.

More of his lips on mine, hands roaming over bodies. I literally forgot how to take a tie off of a man - I can't tell you the last time I had to do that. But he dresses up for work. He was the epitome of a sharp dressed man. I took his pants and shirt and laid them on my ironing board and went back to taste his lips and to feel his hands on my body and in my hair.

A little background, he has studied me for years and I have studied him. "Logistics" he later said, when I asked why we hadn't done this sooner. I lived in the Daytona area when we first started chatting here. I replied to one of his blog postings. Less than 12 hours later, he had written an erotic story about me however I didn't see it for weeks. But when I did, I was enamored. His words were magical. Our cross state flirtation began. Over the last 5 years, we have both moved around, but had never met each other until 2 months ago. This Wednesday, we were fully able to experience the reality of our fantasies.

After what seemed like hours of kissing, I had to come up for air but ended up on my knees. His pictures do not do him justice. I took him in my mouth, greedy to taste him. He is long, thick and a perfect fit to cut off air circulation. I looked up to see a expression of delight on his face. I licked and slurped and sucked as if my life depended on it. I could feel myself getting wet. He grabbed my hair again and shoved his cock as far into my throat as it could go. I gagged slightly, and to be honest, it was fuel for me to go on. He fucked my mouth. I loved every inch of him. I had him sit on the edge of my bed and I continued my meal of him.

I recall he said that he could let me do that to him for an hour. And for the first time in a long time, I entertained the idea. But we didn't have hours to spend in bed pleasuring each other. This was on our respective lunch breaks, we had to keep an eye on the clock. He asked that I lay on the bed, on my back. This was a position I had experienced and blogged about before. I opened my mouth and again I found myself with his cock in my mouth and the head pounding my throat. However after he made me cum a few times with his fingers, I felt his tongue on my clit. If I had the ability to float, I would have. I lost count of my orgasms.

He let me shift positions on the bed. I caught my breath and he climbed on the bed between my legs. Our lips kissed passionately. He held me with care, yet the hunger to continue drove us to that point where he entered my pussy. He didn't stop until he hit that spot. I had my legs in the crooks of his arms as he pulled out and rammed back in. He lowered his mouth again and we kissed and kissed and kissed some more. The delight in kissing while fucking/having sex/making love was hallucinogenic. I was transported to a place of pure bliss.

Details at this point are still fuzzy. I know we took a break and was in a weird spooning cuddle. Our lips and tongues dancing together. He whispered that one day he would have me in that same position and slide his cock in my ass. (Babe, I welcome that!!) He asked for me to climb on top of him. I felt possessed to be at his beck and call. I remember lowering myself on him and adjusting my position. For a little bit, I made a slow grind on his cock. He felt like he was still getting bigger inside me. I rocked forward, hand on the headboard for leverage and continued to fuck him. I leaned back and I felt his thumb on my clit. Now, I had 2 sources of pleasure to take advantage of.

Again, multiple orgasms hit me hard and fast. It was like I couldn't stop. After the last one hit me, he was ready to unload. I know he wanted to go more, but the conversation that my pussy and his cock were having said otherwise. I felt her twitch and squeeze him, then I felt him expand and shoot inside me. It seemed like forever as he emptied himself in me. I got up to go get a warm cloth, I looked at him and more cum came out of him. I rubbed my finger in it and brought it to my lips to taste. He was delicious and I bent down to lick more.

I got in the bathroom and noticed that my hair was wrecked. I turned on my flat iron and returned to bed with the rag to wipe him off. Cum started trickling out of my pussy and I had to get a towel to sit on. We both had to take showers for the return trip to work. I wish I had taken the afternoon off, I really wasn't any help when I returned to work, but I didn't care. I had just experienced the best lunch of my life.

I wish I could have met him 5 years ago...but I know I wouldn't have appreciated him back then. I am looking forward to the next time we experience this. Maybe he will write the next story

Kisses, L
Afternoon delight with the counselor
Posted:Nov 19, 2015 10:18 pm
Last Updated:May 29, 2019 9:59 pm

My weekend trips to Orlando generally involve just my family. However, some times I am able to play. I had a nice afternoon romp with my favorite attorney a few weekends ago. We met at the same hotel we played in earlier this year. Upon my arrival, I took a quick shower and our fun began.

I laid on the bed, on my back, head hanging off the side of the bed. He was gracious and kind to shove his dick down my throat and fuck my face while he fingered my clit. There were a few times he went so deep he cut off all air circulation. I turned my head so I could breathe but he continued. Deep strokes and shallow strokes in and out my mouth. My clit pulsating with each beat of my heart and flick of his fingers.

But it wasn't enough. I desired to be filled by him. He obliged me. I was wet. He was hard. I enjoyed feeling full with him. I enjoyed my orgasms. I enjoyed feeling him inside me when his orgasms hit. I enjoyed every position we were in. I also enjoyed something new this time. I brought along my dildo and he used it in my ass. I've been playing with it a few times a month and to have him use it on me was delightful.

This was a short visit with him, he had to go to work that afternoon. I stayed over, going and getting my favorite Thai food then returning to watch football and have a quiet night before returning to the Gulf area the next morning. Hopefully the next time we play, we will have a bit more time to enjoy and explore.
Kisses and hair pulling
Posted:Oct 14, 2015 8:04 pm
Last Updated:Feb 20, 2020 4:12 pm

These are two things that send me over the moon. Combine the two in one heated, passionate moment that has been 5 years in the making, and I'm a bundle of lustful nerves. Thank you. I'm floating, yet grounded. Flashes of adrenaline course through my body as I think about your lips and tongue touching mine. I sit here, hours later and I am mesmerized, still. I want to play with you. I want to nibble on you. I want you to tease and tantalize and ravish my body. I want to feel you explode inside me.

August 11, 2010 – you wrote your first fantasy about me. I’ve just reread all of them and I think it’s made me want you more. I want us to make real, concrete memories. Now that I have held you in my arms and experienced your touch, I crave the next. I’m still delighting in the fact I was able to look you in the eyes today.

I want to thank you for another thing. You were the perfect distraction. I lost my grandfather on Monday. The last few days have been a roller coaster of emotions. I needed a moment to feel happiness and joy. I needed a moment to forget my pain. Thank you my friend.

Beiter Sexuality Preference Indicator
Posted:Aug 24, 2015 8:27 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2015 10:46 am

I do apologize for not posting in a while. I'm getting settled in the Bay area, enjoying my job, enjoying the beach even more.

I found this quiz, and it is about 95% correct about me. Hopefully it will help someone understand me better:

Partner orientation
Submissive: You indicated that you are most comfortable with being the submissive partner, which typically means you are waiting for your partner to initiate sexual activity with you to confirm their desire for you.

Arousal method
Touch: You indicated that you are usually aroused through being touched by your partner.

Emotional: You indicated that you more often experience your sexual pleasure through your emotional feelings.

Sexual encounters
Adventuresome: You indicated that you feel most comfortable in your sexual encounters where there are experiences of variety and creativity.

Sensitive, sensual and kind. Enjoys the present moment and prefers not to rush pleasure, achieving orgasm within their own time frame. Loyal and committed to their sexual partner. Not likely to introduce new ideas but is receptive to them and adopts a willingness to try anything at least once.

The thing I'd change is that I am likely to introduce new ideas, but only to those I trust.

Oh wow, there is a purple elephant in the bathroom.
Posted:Mar 8, 2015 8:22 pm
Last Updated:Apr 12, 2020 3:54 pm
So this morning, I drove from St Pete back to my aunts' house in Orlando. I walk in at 9am and my younger aunt says to me "I think you left something in the bathroom last week." I look at her with a puzzled expression and start to state that I know I didn't leave anything, when she interrupts me and whispers that it is an "adult toy." Now I know good and damn well, I didn't leave anything like that in their house when I moved out, in JANUARY. Curiosity has the best of me and I wander in the bathroom. In the window sill I see a purple object sitting on the dehumidifier. A really nice butt plug:

I start to chuckle. Now, you must realize that I have not stepped foot in this house in a solid week. IF I had left this gem in the bathroom window sill, it would have been observed long before this morning. I exit the bathroom and look at her and tell her, "Without a shadow of a doubt, that doesn't belong to me." She now looks worried. It isn't hers. The only 2 other people in the house are her 69 year old sister (who has the master bedroom with an en suite bathroom) and her 22 year old who shares this bathroom with her.

I do own a butt plug. However mine has a heart shaped ring loop on the end and is slimmer with 5 gradient balls, not 4. I look at my aunt and she looks seriously distressed. She whispers that if it belongs to her , she is going to cry. She tells me not to move it, she will ask questions if it is moved by the time we return home from church.

I go in the bathroom and snap the above pic and start putting my make up on. I nearly run into my cousin as I exit the bathroom. He sleepily asks us to turn down the music (he stays up until 4-5am playing video games). I go to my phone, holding in my laughter and turn the volume down. He stumbles back down the hallway to his bedroom and closes the door. My aunt is on his heels, but for whatever reason, she doesn't ask him about the plug. We leave the house (my other aunt was in bed with the flu) and go to church.

When we return home, the plug was gone, my cousin is now up and playing video games again. My other aunt is still asleep. I go in the kitchen to heat up some food trying to eavesdrop on this conversation between mother and . But nothing... They share a laugh about one of the games he is playing. They fix lunch, she makes coffee, and still nothing. I stayed until 6:30pm and just looked at them, shook my head and left to come home.

Now, I don't know quite what I was expecting. I somehow expected either a melt down by my aunt, or a screaming cursing fit by my cousin. Is it bad of me to want this craziness to express itself? I actually am happy that my cousin is exploring his sexuality. For all we know, he is still a virgin. But, this twist has me wondering. I bet he'd make an excellent male submissive!
The kitten and the counselor
Posted:Feb 19, 2015 8:22 pm
Last Updated:Dec 19, 2019 8:25 am

I've known this man for a few years, but this was our first time together. Our date started off as usual, us having dinner and catching up. The sushi restaurant was nice, the sake was very good, wait staff and hostess entertaining. However, this dinner had an after party planned.

We left the restaurant and traveled to the hotel. Clothes flew off, hands and tongues exploring, lips kissing. His hands in my hair cradling the back of my head and neck - the submissive side of me began to purr. He allowed me to indulge myself sucking his cock. I do miss it when I can slightly gag myself sucking a man off. I kept apologizing to him because (in my head) I was taking too long sucking him. He was respectful and didn't force me down on him. I just needed to have him in my mouth. I always amaze myself on how wet I get when sucking a man. I think my pussy knows what is in store when he is all nice and hard for her. And hard, he was.

His well-equipped thick 8" cock was a perfect fit for me. He's really tall; I remember our first date back in 2012, I wore 5" heels and he still towered over me...but I digress. I came hard, fast and often. Each position, feeling him inside me, that spot he continued to hit sent me into a tail spin. Whether he was on top, I was on top, he was behind me, I felt every delicious inch of him. Our sex became carnal. Our rhythms quickly matched each other’s. I was dizzy with lust and he made certain that I delighted in a wave of complete and total satisfaction.

In the midst of this seductive sea, his finger found his way up my ass. My fingers assisted this orgasm on my clit. I seriously think I heard cymbals crash when it hit. My body shook in spasm, I couldn't control it. I crumbled into the bed unable do anything except laugh. The release was intense and the endorphins that coursed through my body were almost too much to handle. He asked me why I laughed. I don't know if my words here will provide a better explanation.

When my wave subsided, he asked me to lie on my back and he entered me missionary. The grind he put on me left me sore for days. He was focused, his orgasm building. Each stroke was determined, almost violent yet delicious with each delivery. I told him I wanted to feel him cum. He obliged my request. I know I've mentioned how much I love that feeling, and here, it wasn't different. Every pulse, every quiver, every sound his throat uttered all added to that moment when his body allowed the explosion.

Somewhere at the end of all of this, we took a nap. I decided to stay at the hotel when he left. However, I don’t know how long after he left, he returned. I was deep in sleep; his knocks on the door seemed so far away until I realized they were real. I got up, let him in. I was still naked when I answered the door. He forgot something, we turned on the light and he found whatever it was. Now, I'm awake and he is rubbing my ass and pinching my nipples. I teased him and told him not to get anything started that he wasn't going to finish. Before I knew it, he had removed his clothes and I was on my knees with his cock in my mouth. He sprang to life and I got up, knelt on the bed and he entered me doggy.

I couldn't last that long. My pussy was now in healing mode from the pounding he had given me earlier. I knew I was not as wet and very tight when it took more time than usual for him to get all the way inside me. This time was short but still fun. I ended up almost sliding off the bed, my right knee decided to get caught up in the bed sheets. He commented on how I was going to sleep very well that night, and we bid each other a fond farewell. I think after he left, I was asleep within 2 minutes flat.

When the alarm rang the following morning, I had a smile on my face. However, I was beyond sore. I felt like I had competed in a mini triathlon. The thought of the prior nights’ many completions caused my smile to become larger. Laughter rang out as I got out of bed and started my shower. Its been a couple of weeks, and I still find myself smiling.
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Posted:Feb 17, 2015 6:33 pm
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2015 7:46 pm

Today would have been my dad's 78th birthday, and tomorrow is the 5th anniversary of my mom's death. I'm a basket of emotions right now, but I haven't had the usual melt down...just a migraine. I am however getting back to the old me, just a better version.

Kisses all, L
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Posted:Feb 14, 2015 10:40 pm
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2015 7:32 pm

I need to stop it

New story coming soon and thank you to the person who inspired it.

Happy V Day folks!
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Merry Christmas
Posted:Dec 24, 2014 9:30 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2015 10:47 am

I know its been way too long since I posted, but honestly, I really haven't had much to talk about. Life has been mundane until the last 2 weeks.

I will be moving from Orlando to St Petersburg the 1st weekend of January. I have accepted (FINALLY) a position as a doctor in my field. I'm so very excited about the newness of it all. I've been looking forward to moving back to the beach since I moved here in 2011. I can honestly say that I am sick of this place. This last year has taken its toll. But, now that I have broken thru the glass ceiling of silliness in my life, there is only "up."

I look forward to my new life, a new year and falling in love with myself all over again.

Kisses, Luox
Posted:Mar 29, 2014 6:20 pm
Last Updated:Dec 11, 2015 10:47 am

Ok. I'm on cloud 52 right now. Today was one of those days where things started rough and ended on a high note. Today was one of those days where a person has a breakthrough and I am experiencing mine. I can't stop smiling. I don't want to stop. I've broken through a glass ceiling with my career, all of the pain and heartache to get to this point doesn't matter anymore. My attitude is a direct correlation of my success. Professional and personal shifts. I've been blessed. I'll continue to be blessed. I smile and bask in His mercy, blessings & favor.
Kisses, L

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