Explore common and little-known fetishes. Learn how to satisfy a fetish and how to interpret the fetishes of your partner.
We all like to think we're normal, for the most part. It's not until we get out of our comfort zones, and start meeting other people, that we find out there are folks who think it's weird to put pineapple on your pizza, who don't like watching scary movies right before bed, and who think it's a little weird that you coordinate the shoes you're wearing with the gun you're carrying.
Sitting, waiting, anticipating... Unable to see, unable to move, I can hear footsteps getting closer and a voice. Uh oh, I hear more than one voice. I want to scream but can’t, there is something in my mouth preventing me from talking. He is standing next to me, stroking my hair, the other stroking my cheek. My heart is pounding against my rib cage trying to escape.
- Top Story - July 2017
Develop a Female-Led Relationship
Why We Should Improve Our Males We all learn our gender roles from socialisation. This includes school, university, the workplace, the media, and from our parents and families. It's learnt from every single interaction we have with the society we live in, from the time we are born. Since much of society is still largely controlled by men, we learn that men should be in control and, despite many social advances, that it is still a woman's place to look after the home and children.
Empire of Shenendril: The Blue Chronicles 0: Chapter 4
Chapter 4 The shadows of the night lengthened as the sun dipped below the western horizon. One by one, as their poles fell into shadows, the lights that illuminated the better maintained streets of the Gulch at night flickered to life with the power of magic. On avenues, less frequented by Guildsmen on business and traveling Nobility, they had to make due with oil lamps hung from poles, or nothing at all. The lights gave the citizens only a semblance of safety, an illusion of security thanks to patrols by the city watch. In the alleyways and shadows of the labyrinth like streets of the Gulch men and women waited for the unwary to wander by. Whores lingered in the fitful pools of light provided by those oil lamps as they sought to separate men from their coin. Moans of passion as well as groans of pain could be heard from the many narrow alleys. Children of the street, called Minnows, snatched purses and begged for coin under the watchful eyes of their Sharks.
What's The Difference Between A Fetish and a Kink?
If you're a sexually active human being in the 21st century, then you've heard the words "kink" and "fetish" before. If you're lucky, you've been to the kind of parties where these things are put on display, and those who aren't familiar with them can get a hands-on demonstration to see what they like. Leather, bondage, whips, chains, and candle wax are probably the images that come to your mind, but it's actually possible for almost anything to be a kink. The problem is that it's also possible for any kink to be a fetish.
The Lifestyle Jeopardy
It's raining outside. Rain has a way of bringing sensual thoughts to my mind. Memories of past rainy days and special trysts appear in my mind. Some make me smile and some make me laugh to myself. The smiles are for the really good moments, remembered. The inner laughter is directed at myself almost always because I surprise myself with my ability to bury so much and so many. It's true that it's better to laugh than cry. There is always an element of sadness, but I embrace all of it as paths along my road that simply had to be investigated further. In those past days every encounter was, to me, safe, centered around fun and carefree. When I look back at it now, it seems to me that I was more like a girl of eighteen than forty. Doing things for the experience or adventure of it. Learning about the mysteries of sex and men and what it all meant.
I'm Here to Serve...
I've always believed that because I'm a writer, a free thinker, an artist with words let's say, I'm always put in a situation where I'm observing something that I could turn into a great story. Whether I'm on public transportation and overhear a conversation or walk down a street and all of a sudden notice something, there's always something going on that raises my eyebrows, makes me pay attention, notate everything going on and quietly pass judgment while I create a scenario in my head. Sounds like a lot right?! It is. I cannot help that there's always something going on around me; I just go with the flow ya feel me?! Well, this particular blog is a direct descendant of one of the many HAPPENINGS that happen around me. I gotta say, things like this keep my days from ever getting dull.
I shouldn't be doing this... Daddy will get mad at me, but it just feels so good I can't stop. I rubbed the vibrator against my clit and suddenly snapped. I came hard all over the purple toy I'd been using and was still rubbing the vibrator over my clit. My hips bucked against the toy. Once my orgasm was over, I cleaned off the toys and had started putting them away when I heard the door close and daddy's keys jangle.
Norman was the kind of man you could set your watch to. Always on time. Always reliable. Always impeccably dressed in dark suit and tie. His dark hair always worn in the same fashion, short and neat. His shoes always shined and his creases always sharp. His world worked on a strict set of orderly rules. He got up at the same time every day. He ate the same breakfast. He went to his job by the same route and always got to work 5 minutes early. Norman worked as an insurance adjuster for the biggest company in the state. He always took lunch at exactly twelve o'clock and fed the birds in the park near his office. He came home at the same time every day and rarely spoke to anyone he didn't have some sort of transaction with like the cashier at the supermarket or the landlord when rent was due.
To Whom May Wanna Learn...
As I lay here in my bed, I wait for him to shadow my body with his. I have on his favorite lingerie. My black crotchless fishnets, he loves it too, everything I like and love. When we are together in bed, it is like our spirits are dancing together. I still patiently await my "Night Knight" to devour my every crevice. I'm on my back when he comes in. He quickly falls to his knees. He grabs me by my hips and thrusts my body downward and upward to where my soft ass is shifted up! He stops and just stares at my bottom for a few seconds. I'm just dying for him to start. He slowly eases his head close to my now wet asshole because my pussy has already started dripping my juice down, covering my asshole. He doesn't touch or kiss, or use his tongue yet. He slowly leans forward and blows ever so slightly with his warm breath on my puckered asshole. At first, he moves his head in a circular motion, as he blows, just enough for me to feel it. I'm dying for him to just jump right in. He loves to tease me! Ummm.. after a minute or two of this tantalizing pleasure, he barely touches it with the very tip of his warm tongue, slowly circling my pucker...
His Sex Kitten
As I close my eyes seating here thinking of our secret moments together, I can feel and smell you. Reminiscing on yesterday when you came home early.
When Androgynes Meet
We hadn't even noticed we had been conducting our entire conversation whilst sitting atop a cage containing a naked man. Naked except for a chain around his neck. On all fours he crouched, his fingers gripping the bars of the cage. So absorbed we were with one another, this man below our butts went unnoticed... until a black latex creature appeared beside us and casually inserted the heel of her savage stiletto through the cage to tickle the man's exposed ribs. For a moment we glanced down to observe her action, and how the man responded, with a wince, cowering, yet oozing pleasure from his naked pores. Oozing the agony of denial and the delay of gratification. He oozed the scent of submission. His face was turned down to the cage floor, damp with his own sweat and need, a willing captive in his own fantasy.