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Connection
She walked in and dropped to her knees. He came from the kitchen and approached her. She wrapped her arms around his legs and looked up at him without hesitation, creating a connection between their bodies. His eyes were dark. The dark they become when they play. She didn’t expect them to be so dark so soon. He was ready. She waited for him to decide what would happen next. He was caressing her hair, his eye hadn’t left hers. He was smiling. She knew that smile, and she knew what he wanted. She also knew that it would be what she wanted as well. He reached for his belt…
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Watching Him Shower
I love watching him shower. There is something so personal about watching someone bathe. I sat on the floor and watched as he went through his normal ritual and routines. He is so at ease with me watching and I remember thinking that I would feel self-conscious if someone was watching me as intently as I was watching him. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. Avoiding looking at his cock, partly out of my normal shyness but also realizing that his whole body was hypnotic as he moved from shampoo to soap to conditioner. We were talking like we were at the kitchen table and it seemed…
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The Office Sex
Writing about office sex was so fun! I could not be any more excited to be a guest blogger on Kaylalords.com! My story, The Office, is a true story and one of my favorite times spent with Daddy! Being a new blogger and new to the kinky community I am always overwhelmed by how welcoming and supportive everyone is. It means a lot to newcomers to be able to branch out and get our stories out there. There is never enough confidence in this body of mine. Being featured on Loving BDSM is definitely a goal met. I started listening to Loving BDSM about two years ago. Then, I stalked the…
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Negotiation
This is interesting for me to think about. I rarely negotiate. I usually go along with the flow and try not to make waves. This comes from my need to make people happy and my fear and disdain of confrontation. When things come up where decisions are to be made I am usually comfortable with voicing my opinion, but rarely force an issue. My Mom is the same way and she is where I get it. She says, (and backs it up with her actions) she picks her battles. If it seriously means something to her she will push the issue or attempt a negotiation, but she picks these times…
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I fear I have ruined you…
What do you say when someone says that to you. I stare into his gorgeous face wrecked with seriousness and sadness. I’m scared to speak as the tears sting my eyes and my chest tightens. Ruined me? How could he think that? Because I’m sad about our situation and struggling with the distance? He looks between me and the computer screen as flashes of light and dark scenes fill the brightly lit room like explosions that match my emotions and the queasiness on my stomach. I feel the physical pain of his words. My mouth waters a warning I may vomit. My body screams and my heart breaks. Ruined me?…