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Something very special is on the horizon…

Saw this somewhere on the interwebs and can’t for the life of me remember where. Anyways, it’s awesome and so goddamn true. Also, I totally love this woman. She is kind of bonkers, but in the most brilliant way. I do enjoy her counter-objectification and probably shouldn’t, it’s my (now, not so secret) guilty pleasure.

I am finally starting to feel better peeps. Slowly but surely.

xx

Genius!

I ventured out to my very first Pleasure Salon a short while ago and I not only thoroughly enjoyed myself, I was totally blown away!

I have been meaning to get my ass out to these evenings for way too long and it just so happened I knew some really brilliant ladies who were on the panel to speak.

The topic was oh-so close to my heart: ‘February Pleasure Salon Melbourne celebrates sex-positive erotic films, feminism and pornography’

There were short films shared from each of the panelists and wonderful, interesting, insightful and at times contentious words shared. I believe all stimulating conversations have differing points of view and there certainly were unique points of view, at times.

I was so, so thrilled for the women I knew on the panel, they were bloody incredible. So very engaging and articulate about their motivations and experiences surrounding the porn they started off in the industry doing, the porn they now really want to see and in this instance are actually creating themselves.

Make with the linky to go read the words and if you so desire, see the boobies of, the excellent Liandra Dahl

I have walked away from an awesome evening totally fucking inspired. I want to make more porn, I want to be in more porn and I want to create more of my own porn. I definitely want to talk and share and rant about everything sexy and it’s so precious to me, this fire and drive.

Pleasure Salon has definitely helped to reignite my passion for being the change I want to see in pornography and general sexy business.

If you’re in Melbourne, go experience the joy and wonder for yourself! Pleasure Salon Melbourne

Read the first half here: Another dirty episode

I crushed my breasts inside my beautiful corset, pulled on beautiful black stockings and attached them to my garter. I tied a long black ribbon around my neck and brushed out my still wet hair.

There hasn’t been a time, that I recall of, that we have fucked in such a theatrical way… I think this is possibly the first time I have ‘dressed up’ so to speak. There was a definite shift in mood from the playfulness on the drive home.

I made him get a chair from the dining table and sat him down, I put music on and for quite a while and I just danced for him. Not a lapdance exactly, but he was not allowed to touch me. Watching him struggle to not touch me was intensely arousing.

This culminated in me laying open legged on the bed in front of him. I slowly and tentatively began to touch myself. Lightly running my fingers over my labia, teasing the entrance to my vagina and slowly and deliberately working myself up.

His self restraint collasped entirely and his mouth was on me.

For the next hour or so (time becomes meaningless in such states) there was a blur of hands and mouths and exceptional pleasure. At the pinnacle I wanted something more… carnal. After some teasing and toys, he slowly and very, very gently anally penetrated me. The feeling of him sliding in and out of me and a vibe hard up against my clit was mind blowing. Words do not begin to express, but thankfully no housemates home or they would have heard one hell of a racket.

I could hear my voice echoing off the walls.

We stopped for a breather and ended up lying side by side, touching each other and ourselves, each of us riding a swelling climax…

The wave crashed and we came. My orgasm obliterated rational thought or feeling. I was pleasure, I was love, I was vibrating at a higher plane where my inner core was cumming along with my whole physical self. I am told I was practically yelling and thrashing about the place.

Everything past this point is hazy, I remember settling myself into the nook of his back and sleep came shortly after.

Who said sex on drugs wasn’t awesome?

This is SO cool!

So, the third installment of *my* series (squeeeeeee) ‘Hyperballad Tells’, is live over at Sonic Erotica

I wrote the entry Gush waaaaay back in April, although it’s so dear to my heart and held in a special place in my mind that I could barely listen to the recording…

Tell me if it makes you uncomfortably tingley too: Audio recording of ‘Gush’

*grin*

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