Saturday, May 23, 2015

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my Tumblr site Sexual Destinies!

I've mentioned in previous posts that this year I'm looking to feature more of my followers and friends on Saturday Eye Candy. An enjoyable treat for me and hopefully for all of you!

Today I'm featuring the delicious BatemanP, one of my friends on FetLife. His offerings are always welcomed when they flow across my dash! He doesn't have a Tumblr. (naughty boy you need to get one!) But you can find him on FetLife here: 

I present BatemanP! Enjoy! ;)

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Gladiators and a Secret Quest for Ownership.

Gladiators: Spartacus
Former gladiator and an accomplished military leader was one of the escaped slave leaders in the third Servile War, a major slave uprising against the Roman Republic. There are many claims that he died during the final battle but it's also reported that his body was never found.

Hmmmm. His body was never found......

This lets me spin so many erotic fantasies in my mind. I have this draw toward a man such as Spartacus. A trained gladiator, warrior and military man. I never see myself as a follower/fan of his exploits but as warrior/queen during that time who watched and admired him in his battles in the Roman arena. A woman of her own power who finds in this gladiator; intelligence, creativity, strategic leadership and a raw sexual power that matches her own yet willingly would surrender to her passions and pleasures. That his body was never discovered because he found his way to his queen's bedchamber in the dead of night, laid his weapons at her feet, knelt and bowed his head to the floor saying that only she was worthy of his surrender. There would be no other. Under her protection he lived out his days by her side as her devoted squire by day and lover by night. I like my ending far better than what the truth may be.

Worthy of his surrender. Damn I like the thought of that!

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

When His 'No' to Pain is a 'Yes' to You.

Most of the subs I've played with have been pain sluts of one degree or another. Dreaming of the lash of the flogger or the sting of the cane they wiggle, squirm even yelp at the strike. But still their asses reach out for more and they take pride in the remaining welts, bruises and marks.

But what of the sub that wants no part of pain? No part of Impact play. And yet there is a stirring deep inside his soul to say 'Yes' to you. He winces when he thinks of your cane. Slightly trembles when you talk of the swing of the flogger and the rhythm you feel as it slides across his skin. Yet at closer examination his cock is hard and dripping; his stomach, full of anticipation.

His desire to please see the pleasure spread across your face, the delight in your eyes when his surrender is complete is far greater than any pain inflicted on his flesh. Each sting of the hand, bite of the tale and burn of the cane reaches beyond his skin and penetrates his soul.

His desire to be owned by you, trained by you, intimately known by you is his quest.

This man...... reaches into my own soul. His hunger feeds me.

Friday, May 15, 2015

e[lust] edition #70 ~ Enjoy!

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Welcome to Elust #70 -

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you're looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it'll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #71? Start with the rules, come back June 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!  

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

Exposed! My Mom Knows!
Flash Fiction: "A Taste"
I am a Sex Blogger & I Reject Pseudonymity

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

'X' is for X...
Give my guilt an erotic payoff? Tell me more.

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

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All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!  



Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

The Great Outdoors (Or Why I Trust Him) 
I'm Reminded You Can't Force an Orgasm
Yes I am Sexy 
Why Choose Monogamy When You Can Choose Every
Would you? Could you?
On Being Haunted

Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

A Horse Among Unicorns: Embracing my Straight
Being a Disabled Top in Kink Community
And here I thought kink was all about consent
10 Signs You Don't Understand Submission 
The Answer

Writing About Writing

Sex in Real Life vs Fiction
Terms of Use


Six Nine - A Happy Horny Haiku

Erotic Fiction

One Saturday Evening
Stolen Minutes
Haunting you 
Q is for Quenched 
A schoolgirl spanking story 10
Sit Here Please 
My Prize

Sex News, Opinion, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Spanking, Brits, and what if we didn’t? 
"V" is for Virgin

Erotic Non-Fiction

My first date with Lexy - Part 2 
Goodnight kiss
How To Kiss Me Like You Mean It 
running cold and hot 
His cum came out my nose.
Going Down. Honey, Coconut Oil and Cum.

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Saturday, May 9, 2015

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my Tumblr site Sexual Destinies!

Today's theme: Men in Rope!

I love seeing men tied in rope and it's becoming more of a trend much to my delight! I lead a group on FetLife titled: 'Men in Rope'. It's only 2 months old and growing in numbers. Riggers and male rope bunnies abound from around the world. A great place to network and perv on lovely sights. Check it out! Click on the link above.

And drop by my profile and spread some love if you want to see me up close and personal. :)
Click here:    ~ Vista

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Looking for a Few Good Men!

And when I say a few good men, it would be nice to have a few to choose from! My definition of a man is a male over 40! Until then they are 'boys' in training. There are always exceptions to that definition. I've met a few that stray far from it. Mature beyond their years. Others I've known never break through training camp! Being that 'older' women have been the rage for a while I've had my moments of enjoying the attention of a younger man. I do enjoy looking at them and when I find one I like, playing with them...but the attraction wanes quickly for I yearn for the maturity of a man.

A man who understands his own sexuality. Comfortable in his skin. Full of wonder, awe and adventure. Understands that 'cock into pussy' is not the ultimate goal! That there are many mile stones of pleasure along the way. A man who has learned the road map of a woman's body and especially the woman he now desires. A man that is open and responsive to my definition of pleasure.

Newbies in D/s and younger men have become my 'Kryptonite'. They drain me with their inability to commit to a decision. To follow through with their words and think thoroughly through promises before speaking them. Their excitement and enthusiasm can be contagious as adrenalin pumps through their brain and cock. I take the risk, because hell why not...look at them! But the disappointment in their inability to pull the trigger on their own wants and desires has left a bad taste in my mouth.

So in the effort to keep my heart from becoming jaded I'm swearing off men under 40! To clarify: Those who I have a personal face to face, R/L connection with. In wisdom I should probably cut it off at 50...but men are just starting to come into their own in their 40's! I'm not turning my back on that. But I am swearing off newbies of ALL ages! Just no patience for them! Damn! A woman just wants to have what she wants without the damn drama! I don't want to 'break' someone in; explain about my kinks and help them discover theirs.

I want men that are well versed in their dark ways and have a desire to discover how their demons play well with mine.

So where are the healthy, intelligent, adventurous, handsome, physically fit, mature dark souls that won't run from but to my dark playhouse?

Looking for a Few Good Men.

Yes!  Put the young ones behind glass to enjoy until they reach 40! 

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Going Down. Honey, Coconut Oil and Cum.

It had been two glorious hours of foreplay and lustful fornication in the early hours of the morning before I needed to leave for work. There is much to be relished in a long time lover and the familiarity that comes with that union. You know every moan, sigh, movement and longing that emits from the other. That is if you are paying attention. And we always paid attention to each other. That was the beauty. And that was the beauty of him and why he was neatly tucked in the back pocket of my heart knowing he'd come at my beckon call. He was never my boyfriend. I didn't want that. I wasn't ready for that. He was my lover. It was a clean relationship. Honest. No pretense that it may turn into something else. We lived separate lives, walked separate paths. He, adventurous but still vanilla, me...well you know me. ;) But the chemistry and sexual attraction was heaven and we both chose to let it live between us for as long as it served our needs.

His thick, lovely cock always hard the moment he walked through my door. I could feel it bulging, hanging down one thigh through his jeans as he pressed against my body and began to devour me with his mouth. We stood on equal ground. Neither dom or sub. Raw, primal hunger was in control. Whatever sexy garment I wore was stripped from me in moments as all clothes were peeled away and scattered.

The passion and dance between us always memorable. The foreplay and lovemaking electric but there were times when after it was calm and restful that the best was yet to come.

I loved watching his cock lay flaccid, resting against his groin. Without thinking my hand would naturally find its way to his softness and fondle his warm balls and smooth soft cock. As it would start to find life again my mouth would water and need to feel him pass through my lips once again. The taste of our mixed juices dried on his cock made my head swim with thoughts of him inside me only moments before. My diet of honey yogurt and the use of coconut oil as a lube, mixed with his cum made the taste the nectar of gods.

Then he would turn me to my back and bury his face in between my legs like a ravenous man. I always loved when he went down on me, but these times when he did, after we had made love and my pussy was full and wet with his cum...Fuck!  It would flip a switch in me and my lust for him would ignite to a higher primal level. With each lap of his tongue, tracing along my lips, thrusting inside me and sucking every drop from within me made my hunger and need for him grow ever stronger. The intimacy, acceptance and celebration of the unity of our bodies was more evident by his action that his words could ever convey. Every time I came harder because I felt adored and worshiped. He'd come back to me with his face glistening with our juices and his lips tasted like warm honey.

Some turn away from such pleasures.

To be my lover there must be no barriers. I'm a greedy little bitch and I expect my lover to be lecherous.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my Tumblr site Sexual Destinies!

Had family visiting all week. But did get to go play last night.  ;) And yes, I'm still writing!  But dang life has been busy! Things are settling down to hopefully a nice routine. Did run into my ex bottom last night at the center. Happy smiles and warm hugs. Damn he felt good against me. I've missed touching him. Must rekindle things there.  ;)

Making him wait.....

The Touch of Ownership.

Yes, it was a good night and his ass wiggled and look like this.  ;)