I bought red lipstick and red underwear on Thursday because I was in a foul mood. They made me feel better.
The Mean Reds
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Sunday morning
Rooibosch, Netflix, not getting dressed until the last possible moment.
Seen
He is on his back, and I am astride him, reverse cowgirl style. My jeans are pulled to my thighs, my tits pulled out of my bra, and I’ve undone my shoes and thrown them under the bed. The rubber sheets are cool beneath my skin as, head bowed, I lean forward and slowly lower…
Entertained
(Content note: This piece contains verbal humiliation play and mentions of DD/lg) The screen on my phone flashes bright in the darkness and I swipe right to answer. Immediately I can hear him breathing, low and urgent, and there’s a hitch in his voice as he says my name. I roll onto my side and…
Plaything
Just take me with a pinch of salt/Break me, don’t give a thought/Shake me to the very core/Go and play with me until you get bored
A gift
This gag is a belated birthday present from my most esteemed friend and comrade @Katelessons. Thank you, gorgeous! As soon as I fastened it I had a very strong impulse to get nearly naked and take pictures, and after a dry spell as dusty and mean as 2020 thusfar that was enormously cheering. …
All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace
I’m in Prague for a couple of days; in the wintry limbo between sublets, I don’t want to fall into an upheaval- induced Slough of Despond again. €8 each way on the bus, €5 a night for a bed in a (very nice) hostel in a city I’ve never been to, with no job holding…
Elust 126
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It’s gotta be done
It’s not like I’m incapable of enjoying my body unless it’s via the medium of the selfie… But it helps. Note to self: take more naked photos.
Dance with the one that brung ya
Sometimes I love my tits. Sometimes? Most of the time? Much of the time, perhaps, most accurately. Sometimes, however, I absolutely don’t. Sometimes they don’t feel good and they’re too big for my bras. Sometimes they feel saggy and I am overly aware that their skin is doing an age- related wrinkling thing which I…