You’re in the front room, singing. It’s that Foreigner song – I hear you, just perfectly on tune. “I’ve been waiting… for a boy like you…” you’re singing. I call across the house and correct you – “it’s ‘waiting for a girl like you…” I tell you. “You’re not REALLY correcting me, are you?” you say back.Continue reading “F… Fine, be late. Not.”
We’ve played a bit with e-stim before. I got frustrated at the lack of control a bit, and not being able to get to “too much!” in the use of it. I always tend to seek out that line – the too-much-line – so you know what the full range is that you have to explore.
SO, I went on a hunt. Find a different machine, different approach, and try, try again.
And I did. We did. And we found that line…Continue reading “E-Stim… Electricity, and Me.”
Imagine just sitting there, minding your own business.
It’s like this weird alarm clock goes off in her head. “Know what? I haven’t gotten inside Snake’s head in a little bit… it’s clearly time.”Continue reading “T is for (She Knows How to) Tease…”
Improvement is a tough one. It’s hard to talk about improving something with this thing we do, without making it all mechanical and such. At least, for me that’s the case.
At the same time, it can be really effective over time – you may look back in the future at how, why or when you did “this or that” and realize just how much things have changed. Here’s a quick look at how I try to keep this all swimming around my head.Continue reading “Improvement (not as in home-improvement)”
It’s a beautiful night outside and the lights are on, the music is playing… it’s great. The drinks have been cold, the time was just great together.Continue reading “S is for Sneaking Up Behind”
This is part 8 in an ongoing story, a segment by Charmer, a segment by Snake…
He was in trouble, and he knew it. He hadn’t paid attention early on when she was talking about dinner places. Or, at least he assumed he hadn’t paid attention. He sure didn’t remember anything at all about it, that’s for sure. Gabe couldn’t for the life of him remember the conversation with any specifics. All he COULD remember were those legs, and the mental buttons she was busy pushing in his head.
He’d guessed at the Italian place since they so often loved going out for good Italian food.
He’d guessed wrong, clearly.
Even more to the point, he felt like a big buffoon for letting her down. He really wanted to have this whole weekend thing go really smoothly and was reveling in how she approached things, her attitude, her strength. He really didn’t want to blow it right out of the gate.Continue reading “I is for I Guessed Wrong (Part 8)”
The prompt is for 3 magic wishes for your sex life. It’s funny, I could come up with a few things, but then I did the whole “genie in the lamp” thing and got to thinking about the repercussions. But what the heck, here are my three wishes…Continue reading “T is for Three Magic Wishes”
Influence is a weird beast to consider. When you think about those that have an impact on your life, it’s all over the board. The good, the bad, the bad-at-the-time-but-good-looking-back-on-it ones.Continue reading “S is for Surprising Influence”
OK. I admit it. One of MY favorite times are our evenings together. We’ve developed a bit of a ritual? pattern? Whatever. Something we really love doing on several nights a week.
First, it’s the baths. As often as possible, I draw the bath, put in the fizzy doo-dad, get her settled. I bring in the kindle, water, phone and make sure other things happen that help wrap up the day around the house while she’s chilling in the tub.Continue reading “B… is for Bath”
This was a product to test out and review. We noticed this on another site and Charmer decided we needed to get one of our own, test it out, see what it’s all about.Continue reading “Review: The Handy”
I previously wrote about the Jett as a toy that is both powerful and different. (You can read the review here) – in short, it was really great and, aside from a “yeah, don’t do that” type of bruise, it truly was one of the first “for penises” toy I’d used that wasn’t just a modified vibrator.
But.Continue reading “Jett: Review Part Deux”
I walk in the back door and you’re standing there, wine glass in hand, smiling. After a quick kiss, it’s clear you’re anxious to tell me something – so we pause and I look at you expectantly. You grin, and hand me a piece of paper, about the size of a notecard.
On it, I see “Rules – follow the clues. The time it takes you to solve this, to find the end surprise, is the time you’ll have to wrangle an O for yourself. How cool is that?”Continue reading “C is for Clues”
She’s always loved the irrational modifiers that she dreams up to apply to games. Scrabble being a favorite; it’s this weird mix of “you have to make these odd words” or “this many words with more than “X” letters…” or “Whoops… sorrrrrrry THAT didn’t work out as planned.Continue reading “I is for It’s Not Fair”
Panic was flashing in his head. First, dashing outside, he just knew it wasn’t cool – she was pushing his buttons and he was trying to hide it in almost sneaking out.
But this whole thing – this change – was happening. Like, really happening. This was slipping in and out of what he’d imagined if they every did this type of thing. “This thing” – he didn’t know how to describe it, not really. He knew it flipped switches inside him that he didn’t really understand when she got like this, but right here, right now, in this ongoing… thing.
He was excited, thought he knew what way things would go, how she’d approach it, what she’d want, not want from him, from them, for herself. The simple fact was, she wasn’t hitting ANY of what he expected at this point. In fact, he’d not expected any of her approach. It was a side of her he had never seen.
He wanted to suggest ideas, but she had such a grin on her face. Sometimes, you could only sense it, sometimes you could actually see it, when he tried to steal a glance at her, just before she’d reminded him to look down, she had this… look. It was powerful as hell. Indescribable.Continue reading “H is for Headspace (Part 6 (His))”
“I need you, inside me, now. “
I was high as a kite hearing that. It was early in the morning, we had the house to ourselves, she has THAT look in her eyes. I’m raging against the cage, needing to feel her, wanting to feel her.
“Unlock. Get back here.”Continue reading “D is for Denial… Torture”
MMMmmmmmm… She says in her sleep… I think.Continue reading “C is for Chastity: That Overnight Pressure”
It’s strange how quickly a scene can change, and how it can be physically, mentally, or both.
But it sure does.Continue reading “P is For (Her) Prey”
I’ve been doing this chastity thing now for several years – and life happens along the way. I wanted to quickly share something I’ve had to re-learn just recently.Continue reading “Realities of Chastity – Suddenly, it is Chafing!”
One of the things that most pushes my buttons on the /s side of things is the mind games. NOT Scrabble, but actual screwing with my head and bending things around to show control.Continue reading “C is for Charmer’s Choice”
The shifting attitude was subtle at first. In fact, it came across more as a confidence thing than anything else. It was really cool. Obviously, Bree had taken the time to set up all of the arrangements, had a plan (or at least a framework in mind), and was making sure that she maintained the direction and control. Even as they walked into the lobby, first motioning, then telling Gabe he needed to stay with the bags and wait.Continue reading “S is for Shift”
Headspace is a weird thing for me. When I saw the prompt, I thought about how that all comes into play when, well, when we play. I immediately went to “Sub-space” – but I am learning that there is actually more to it than that.Continue reading “/s Headspace”
This is Part 2, his perspective. Be sure to read part 1, here.
The day was another one – just seemingly on top of all of the others, so much to do, so much that seems important, but the at the end of the day, it’s just a blur of frustration and aggravation that led to too few things getting actually done. So many calls. So many emails.Continue reading “D is for DnD”
I stretch, snuggling into you, feeling every inch of your legs against mine.
I can also feel my body waking, realizing just what’s happened, what we experienced.Continue reading “Bawdy Bells #5 — M is for (The) Morning After”
The holidays are always a time for looking back over the year that’s been, and the years before, that were. We’re also huge Disney fans – making a point of incorporating it in so many ways over the years – from trips to movies to just being fans of the “Disney Way” of service, which has always been amazing.Continue reading “R… is for Reminiscing…”
Foreplay is a weird beast… or can be. Is it a tease? A word or words? A personal video? A kiss or three or four.. more? Less? I’d say, for me/us, that’ a yes. I think it all starts with a suggestion, driven home to the receiver’s brain – to get them thinking, anticipating, playing with the idea that things are brewing, yet to come.Continue reading “F is for Fore… and After… play”