Spit-roast fantasy During the last MAsT meeting, we talked about fantasies and aspirations, and what keeps us from making fantasies reality. I fantasize about giving someone with female genitalia an orgasm daily, oral or otherwise. That fantasy isn’t worth pursuing because I’d need to end my relationship with Bear to do so. Bear fantasized about …
My new collar arrived. Bear is out, getting peppers for a home-made Frank’s Red Hot clone. I can’t wait for him to come back home. So, wait what? This weekend, Bear wanted to fuck me. I asked him whether he wanted to leash me, as well, and he said yes he would. Using the collar …
It’s been a pleasant 4th of July weekend. There were steaks (overdone), burgers (just right), yard work, we had the daughter’s boyfriend over and played with the dog (the actual dog, I should clarify). And somewhere in there, we also found time to be frisky. I had knelt sometime Friday and asked Bear whether he …
Bear had been ill for weeks, waiting for surgery. I was still feeling horny, and given that I was free to do so, bought some toys: A new tail, XLarge instead of Medium, and a harness to hold it in place. XLarge. Why on Earth XLarge? Partially a matter of my eyes being bigger than …