Do you mind terribly that I’m nearly 6″4′

You are woman, I am man
You are smaller, so I can be taller then
You are softer to the touch
It’s a feeling I like feeling very much
– Louis Armstrong

You are woman / I am man / Let’s kiss…

Sigh.  Do you mind terribly that I’m nearly 6″4′ kittywhiskers?

strangeminds:

One with nature

-source: Yungelita on Instagram

Funny.  You know, corsets are so pretty in all their whalebone, leather, and hooks and laces splendor.  But have you ever hugged someone who was wearing one of the damned things?  They’re almost specifically made to be seen in but not to be touched in.  (I mean, ever try and slip your hand inside one to stroke the sensitive undersides of someone’s breast?  Not gonna happen when they’re cinched tight.)

But there are other ways to decorate one’s middle so that looks very pretty and… still feels wonderful!

(Note: I know there are other reasons why people like to wear corsets.  And nothing wrong with that.  In this case I’m just being selfish and talking about me though.  Even though I know that unless I’m by myself sex isn’t all or always about me.)

virgoassbitch:

Screaming

I…

Wait…

What a lovely idea!  Even when we’re not even a little bit casual an older, experienced gentleman should wear his “lingerie” if he knows you’ll be wearing yours.

Five of my favorite words: “Who’s been a naughty girl?”

Pretending you’re so inexperienced you need to practice being lowered, again and again, before we take the next important step…

daddyonline:

Kneeling for Daddy

When I say “we have to talk” but we both know I don’t really mean it…

daisies-in-thedark:

To be what he wishes for me to be, yes. Always.

But also because I wish to be all that I was created to be. To gloriously revel in unabashed surrender. To give all of my sexual self within the safety of unconditional love and acceptance. To lay the burden of my insatiable desire as a rare and cherished gift at his feet. For it is in his hands that transformation takes place. He frees the me that lies hidden in stone. Crafts me by exploring my mind, his mind and fingers smear and prod, coaxing me to life, molding me with his own desires in response.

For him, I become. ~dd

Oooh!  This feels like it could be a whole leap past inspection kink, doesn’t it?  Close your eyes and try daydreaming about strong, clever hands on your body leaving you feeling not simply explored but molded so that who you are (really, already are) is also exactly how he wants to make you! 

Non-kinksters don’t get that in kink relationships there’s no such thing as a passive partner.  That’s the key that distinguishes it from use, abuse, transactional sex, and too much vanilla sex.

Kink is about actively sharing and participating in what you both want to do.  What gives you both a “happy buzz.”

Kink is sex play, and the thing about play is you only do it if you both enjoy it.

With Mama in her kerchief 
and I in my  cap  suit
We had just settled down
For a cold winter’s nap…
– Clement Clarke Moore