UK Dating & Sex Blog | 12 Years of Graphic Detail | 18+
With each molten droplet of wax that fell onto my naked, pale skin, I gasped. Every single drop made my toes crunch up a little more, made my back arch a little bit more, made my inhale of breath that little bit sharper and more urgent. I couldn’t work out if I loved it or hated it, the burning touches sending goosebumps erupting across my body, quickly making their way over my arms and legs, breasts, stomach, buttocks … It was as though every inch of me had been set…
Read MoreBacon Sandwiches & Blowjobs continued… I’ve never given a blowjob with an actual ice cube in my mouth before. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve sucked on an ice cube and let it melt (or popped it out my mouth) to go down on a guy before, but I’ve never had an ice cube and a dick in my mouth at the same time. That all changed the other day when Brown Eyes playfully shoved one in my mouth and ordered me to suck his dick. Not that I needed much…
Read MoreWhen he’s not being really intense and super argumentative, Brown Eyes is a lot of fun. Not just in a sexual way, in every way. But today’s post is all about the sexual way. I’ve not even started writing yet and I can already promise you this one will be #NSFW. I’d made lunch ready for when he came ‘home’. It was his home, not mine, but for all intents and purposes, it’s our home. It might as well be, he keeps telling me it is plus I’ve started to…
Read MoreThe guy with the brown eyes was rolling a spliff. He does that a lot. It was the afternoon after the night before, and we’d eaten the bacon sandwiches I’d had ready and waiting for when he’d finished running his errands. We’d drank the teas I’d made, too. The rest of our afternoon had been reserved for getting stoned and Netflix-and-chilling, so he’d gotten himself comfortable, t-shirt off and thrown over the edge of the couch. I was behind him on the couch, the duvet covering me, still wearing his…
Read MoreI still need to find a name for this guy, and I really can’t think of one. I’ve gone and slept with him now so he definitely needs a name. He can’t just be number 45. Shit. Number 45?! How did that happen? (Clearly that’s the reason this blog is anonymous.) The date almost didn’t happen – he thought I was going to blow him out and then I thought he was going to blow me out and then we blew each other out… Long story short, huge misunderstanding, all sorted…
Read MoreI am beyond excited to bring to you the blog’s first ever guest post and who better to write it than the delectable @GeekyTemptress? Happy reading… Splosh I really love sex silly amounts and then I really love food. Thankfully sploshing exists and there can usually be had a myriad of giggling fun times from your very own fridge. There’s also some huge things NOT to do to yourself, but it’s fine… I did them already do you don’t have to. I think I’ve separated it out into the main categories,…
Read MoreI found myself embroiled in a Twitter chat last night about the decline of finger-banging. Oh, this is definitely a NSFW post by the way. I’m not beating around the bush (pun definitely intended), I’m talking fingering, finger-blasting, a good seeing-to with some deft digits… The decline of finger-banging is something I’ve definitely noticed as I’ve gotten older. I thought it was an age thing but if Bondara says it’s a sexual act on the decline, that would explain it. It’s a conversation me and a few of my female…
Read MoreI need to think of a better name for my Twirtation. I’m trying to think of a really good one, a really juicy one. One immediately springs to mind but I can’t use it. It would be far too obvious who he was. Aaaaaaanyway. Remember I said he wanted to play a game? Well, I didn’t exactly agree to the game but it turns out we’ve started playing it anyway. Boyfriend aside (still the Director,) I’m pretty sure we had what can only be described as WhatsApp-sex the other day.…
Read MoreThere’s nothing more annoying than spending three hours primping and preening yourself, getting ready for a good night of action after a few weeks away, only to get there and break your boyfriend’s penis. Oh yeah, I broke his penis. Friday afternoon, I went for a bikini wax.Someone New wanted me baby smooth so he would get me baby smooth. Friday evening, I realised the waxer hadn’t exactly done the greatest of jobs. Saturday morning, I call up waxer to bitch and moan. Saturday afternoon, I headed back down to…
Read MoreHere’s something I’ve learned: Someone New likes me to watch him. I think it’s a fetish of his. Not other people watching us; me watching him. It’s become a trend. He likes it when I watch him jerk off. This is new for me! I’ve never been with a guy that’s asked me to watch. I wasn’t really 100% sure how I felt about it … how I feel about it. I’ve never really been in a position where a man has asked me to watch while he touches himself…
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