Thoughts on an ever-evolving life

Archive for the category “Uncategorized”

The BBQ – Chapter 6


“Don’t you DARE turn around,” came the commanding voice of Richard from behind her.  She felt him step up against the bed, and then she felt his hands, as they started at her ankles and slowly ran up her exposed claves, across the back of her knees, continuing up her white thighs, pushing what remained of her skirt up until his hands rested on her exposed ass.  “I love this ass.  I want this ass.  I know that it belongs to Professor, but if he ever gives me permission, I will take it hard and use it for my enjoyment, until I have had my fill.”  The heat and desire in his voice was palpable as the words fell from his lips.  “But, since I know that I can’t have exactly what I want, I have to want something else, don’t I?  SO, I have brought you a little gift.  Spread your legs.”

At that command, Amelia, still face down in the soft comforter, spread her legs as far apart as she could, fully exposing her glistening wet opening for him.

“You really are a true Slut, aren’t you?  You can’t help yourself.  Your body gives you away every time.”  She could hear the smile in his voice as he ran his fingers through her wetness.  She suddenly felt something smooth being pushed deep inside her opening.

“What is that, Sir?” she cautiously asked in a whisper.

“Just a little gift for you….. And me,” he lightly laughed then leaned forward, and in a harsher tone, whispered in her ear, “And it better NOT be removed or you will experience GREAT pain.  Understand, little girl?”

“Yes, Sir,” breathily exited her lips.

“Good Girl.”  And with that, he was out the door.


Amelia, still unsure about what was buried deep inside her, stood up, straightened her clothes and went into the kitchen to refill the bowl of chips and then stepped out onto the deck to rejoin the party.  A short time later, she was refilling a pitcher of iced tea when it happened.  A sudden, intense and silent vibration emanated from deep inside her pussy.  The pulsation took her breath away and caused her to lurch forward and make a huge mess, as a large slosh of tea splashed over the edge of the pitcher and onto the table top.

“Are you OK?” asked Jen, who was standing next to Amelia, getting another drink for herself.

Finding it almost impossible to talk or for her legs to continue to support her, Amelia, leaning against the table, answered with a weak, “I’m fine.  Just clumsy.”  As suddenly as it had started, the vibration stopped.  Amelia caught her breath, regained her leg strength, cleaned up the spilled mess and turned to scan the crowd.  There he was, Richard, standing across the lawn, with a mischievous smile on his face.  Amelia gave him a “What the fuck?” look and gasped as he reached his hand into his pocket and flashed a small remote control.

To be continued…



Forgive Me Father

THIS!!! This works for every kind of hater, judgemental and all around miserable person that thinks it’s ok to intentionally harm others. These two people are wonderful humans that don’t deserve this. Please, always remember, for every nasty excuse of a person, there are many more that wish you only love and happiness.

The Lonely Author


This is dedicated to all my haters.  Please watch your step as you form an orderly line.  You truly are number one.   (Wanna guess which finger I’m extending?)


Forgive Me Father


Forgive me Father
For I am guilty of love
Come and be the judge
Like your modern day preachers
Orating sermons of black sludge

Little green skinned disciples
Claws preaching on holy keyboards
Judging all of your children
Clinging tight to Bibles
As they cast the first stone

Father you always taught love
Now sacred hypocrites spew hatred at the pulpit
For when they are not walking on water
These predators must be
Slithering on hallowed ground

Father, my debauchery warrants punishment
Banish me to Satan’s dark inferno
While I’m there, what should I tell
All of these judgmental disciples
When I bump into them in the bowels of hell.



Karma is a bitch.

View original post

We’re Off!

We are off for a weekend adventure!! Hope to have some great stories to share afterwards! Wish me luck! 💋

Unconditional Love

Blog Post-3-20-2018-Unconditional Love

You offer me love
Unless, of course
I don’t meet your conditions

Nobody will ever put us
Unless, of course
You ask me to choose

We will always have open
Unless, of course
You refuse to speak

We are a forever
Unless, of course
You decide to walk away

Love You Day! 💝

Happy VD to all you Sexy Fuckers! ❤️

Merry Christmas 🎄

Wishing You and Yours an Extra Special Day and a Spectacular 2018!

Twelve Days of Christmas-Day Two

Blog Post- -Twelve Days of Christmas-Day Two

Today my Dear,
On day two,
I give to You,
A new stick of bamboo.

Use it to leave a line.
Use it as You desire.
Use it to draw blood,
Make my skin burn like a wildfire.


I am Happy Today!! Hope you are too!! 💋💋💋

Watch Out London…


…Here I Come!!

We just booked our tickets to fly over for a quick family trip to London this summer! I’ve never been and my daughter is SO EXCITED!! It has been on her bucket list since second grade. She is a HUGE Shakespeare fan, has many of his pieces memorized and has always wanted to go see a play at the Globe. We surprised her with tickets to see Twelfth Night at the Globe and she is beside herself with excitement. We only get to stay for a short 5 days, so if anyone has any MUST DO suggestions, I would LOVE to hear them. We want to give her the biggest bang that we can during our short time there. Thanks for any and all help!

Love Letters #2


This is something I thought would be fun for the month of February. I have captured some of the correspondence between Professor and I that I wanted to share. They make my heart melt every time I read them. Hope they will bring a smile to your face too.

An Email from Sir to Miss Amelia:

Yes, make sure you stay busy doing “important” things today. Do not take too much time to think of me. Don’t pause and let your mind drift to my hands sliding softly, then firmly around your neck from behind. Do not be tempted to think of my breath alongside your face, and the feel of my fingers threading into your hair to tilt your head back with a firm pull, putting your wet lips up where I can kiss them. Best not think too much about what the rope I am shopping for might look like, or feel like….about how I might cut it into 10-foot lengths, using each one to bind a part of your surrendered body, leaving it exposed, vulnerable, and totally at my whim. Best not imagine how my breath will quicken at the sight of your submissive eyes looking up into mine, or how my cock will hunger to explode all over you, leaving you marked and smelling of my scent. No, best you concentrate your mental energies on “important” things today, because time is coming when you won’t be able to think of a single other thing……


Post Navigation


All photography photos are taken by me, if you want to use one just ask I'd be honored


My View Through a Cracked Lens.

Inside Blake's World

A Insight Into My Mind

Accidental Masturbator

Not just another sex blog


Dominant & Submission Writing

Sub Stories

Lifestyle musings from me...a sub

arianna's Blog

My Journey through total power exchange

Heart Breathings

"Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart." William Wordsworth

Renting Love

My experiences about hiring sex workers and other stories

My Journal Of Submission

“When you can't refuse anything and can't even move, those voices in your head go silent. All you can do, and all you are permitted to do, is feel.” ― Cherise Sinclair

Cjdc74.....Ramblings of a crazy beardy man

Blogging about life, love, sex, BDSM and the universe in general. NSFW 18+


Musings on life and a 24/7 D/s relationship

My Sword and Shield....

A few thoughts.....


The Journey of a Married Slave

Cliterary Review

Every pussy has a story

Enigmatic Amor

Kinky and Curvy

An Undiscovered Muse

They exist. I can taste it.

Livedinitaly's Blog

The mindless ramblings of age

The Lonely Author

Hoping to inspire the world one word at a time.

Ash and Alder

Sometimes the breeze whispering in the branches makes so much sense...

Friends And Forums

Just another WordPress site


Fetishes, Gender Issues, Sexual Politics, Erotic Memoirs

Diary of a Brown-Eyed Dancer

. . . life as I live it

Fictional Kevin

Cigar Fueled Creative Writing

Siren Whispers

Siren Song


An Englishman, walking the Warrior's Path towards Ultimate Truth.


"Daddy Loves His Good Little Girl"

This is my kinky life...

This WordPress.com site is so much fun

Emmagc75's Blog

Love Marriage n Life

Michael Llewellyn

fiction, poetry, photography, and other musings

Thinking Out Loud

My Life through Thoughts, Poems, Stories and Photos


A place to discover and experience the hidden paths of carnal pleasure

Surviving the affair....the cheaters perspective

I cheated. Yip I did it, I am not proud of it, but that won't change a thing. This is my story of me trying to survive one day at a time. No guarantees....

Confessions from a restless mind

Come. Explore. Delve deeper into me.

serenity through submission

married D/s... 24/7

Kitten's Manuscript

My Words. Our Journey.

Lead Her Ship

Not a typical Dom. I proudly defy labels. I work to live. When living I ski, run, hike, read, & write. Single, 46, NSFW.

A husband's journey into polyamory

A journal of my move to an open marriage


Adults Only