Come Here. I want to Taste You [KOTW]

I have always preferred vampires over any other folklore and movie monster. Halloween is a great time of the year for this topic. I remember watching a TV show about “real-life vampyres.” They belong to a vampyric community. They believe that they have a physical deficiency and need to “feed” on the “life force” of others. They stated that most vampyres do have partners, donors and feed with consent. They live like the rest of us, with the above being the exception. It was an interesting show.

Now, as for the fictional character of Dracula. He seems to be the daddy of all vampires. I’m attracted to the idea of the sensuality, immortality and the ability to control their victim.

If I could choose, I would want to be a sexual vampire, a vampire that feeds on my donor’s life force during sex. Just imagine. Being on top of my male donor, riding him hard & fast all the while I’m feeding, draining his life force to satisfy my hunger. He may or may not reach orgasm…pity if he misses out.i want to taste you

I’m not a fan of blood, if I had to live off of it I’m sure I would learn to like it. I do not like the smell of it nor do I like the taste. The sensation of blood on my skin is tolerable. I could see myself playing in it and writing with it. Just not too keen on the idea of drinking it, but the thought of piercing the skin with my teeth is exciting.

I could also be happy with just being a donor for a vamp, the fictional vampire not the psi vamps that feed off living energy. Kind of being a kept woman. I would want some benefits of course. Something that would make it worth my time of giving a vamp my blood. Sex, paid bills, paid apartment or house, something.

I am attracted to the seduction, the lust. I wanna feel the fangs pierce my skin, gasp my last breath before I wake up for my eternity. I want to then seduce others of my choosing. If you think about it, vampires are vain creatures. Sexy, seductive and forever young, no aging. I may keep some as meals, some to play with, some to torture when the mood strikes. I want to be a child of the night. I would enjoy having my human devotees around to aid me with errands that I can not take care of during the day. I want to walk among those who are neither dead or alive, living the best of both worlds.

Nobody Gets Out Alive [SS280]

I embrace my darkness, my fondness for dark erotic photos. It’s been a part of me for a long time. As Autumn approaches, the darkness grows.

I may not be everyone’s cup of tea, I’d rather be someone’s shot of tequila!” – somewhere on the web.

Nobody Gets Out Alivetrapped in nylon cocoon

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[Props used in these photos; PIDAY Sexy Body Stocking Sheer Unisex Bondage Encasement Cocoon & Nippies Cross Waterproof Self Adhesive Fabric Nipple Cover Pasties]

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Nippies in Nylon [Boobday, Product Review]

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Thanks to @5150silverback for my Nippies by Britsol 6. He ordered them off my Amazon Wish List.

I really enjoyed using them, however they a wear them one time item. The sticky stuff on the back is pretty much gone after you peel them off your nipples.

What I liked about the Nippies:

  •  Satin material. Lace cross and small lace heart test patch were included in the package.
  • Easy peel off and paste on. No glue needed.
  • There are two small heart-shaped testers. To test any reaction to the adhesive prior to wearing the bigger nippies.
  • Two different cup sizes (B & C).
  • Flexible. Breathable. Fabric moves with your skin & movements.
  • Sticks very well to the skin. There was a corner that started to pull off my skin because I hadn’t secured it tightly to my skin.
  • My nipples were covered up very well, fabric was easily stretched when needed.

Nippies in Nylon

What I didn’t like about the Nippies:

  • The nippies are a one time only use.
  • The sticky is pretty much gone after they are pulled off your nipple.
  • For me, I didn’t like that my erect nipple can be seen through the fabric. Took me a bit to get used to that part.

I would say the nippies are worth the price of the two pair of pasties. The nippies cover up my nippies easily, easy to use, easy to wear and stick very well. I wasn’t disappointed in this gift at all.

Also used in this photo is my PIDAY Sexy Body Stocking Sheer Unisex Bondage Encasement Cocoon 

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Late Night [MM101, WW219]

Charlie called. He only calls when he’s drunk or feeling needy. “Where you at?”drinks at the bar

I answer him.  “At home, ready for bed.”

“Come down and have a drink with me.”

“It’s 10:30 (at night) I can’t.”

“You can’t or you don’t want to? Tell me you don’t want to.”

“I don’t want to.”

“See that wasn’t so difficult. Now come down and have a drink with me.”

“Ok, but I’m taking a shower first and I’m wearing my Jammie’s.”

“That’s fine.”

I showered, shaved and got dressed. I put on my blue nylon running shorts, white tube socks and my London zip-up hoodie. I immediately caught his eye when I walked into the bar.

Where is the soccer game?”

“HAHA!!! I couldn’t wear my real jammies. You know I sleep in a tank top & panties.”

“YEA I know!!! That’s what I thought you meant when you said you were coming out in your pj’s.”

He kept staring at me. He waved the bartender over and ordered us drinks. His eyes went up and down my body. He was buzzed as usual. I had gained a bit of weight since the last time he seen me, but I wasn’t too concerned about that tonight.

“Wanna a shot? Let’s do a shot!” He ordered us to shots of Fireball and our usual drinks.

FireballI took a sip of my drink and looked around the bar. I noticed that a few of Charlie’s crew were watching me. Trying to figure out exactly what was going on with us. I normally do not visit the bar on the weeknight.

One of the regular’s came up to me when Charlie had walked over to the jukebox.

“Hi. What’s going on? Here checking up on your guy?”

[Read More of Cat’s Sex Stories]

Charlie & I have been over for a few years. However we would hook up now & again, just not recently. The booze & CC are his main girls now. I just am there for company. Which I don’t mind (sometimes). Charlie comes back to where we were sitting. “Hey Bill,” as he taps Bill on the shoulder. “Why you trying to hit on my girl?”

Bill immediately apologized to him and to me. I smiled “it’s all good.” Bill bought the next round of drinks. More shots. More drinks. I stopped counting after three. Charlie didn’t mean too much by his actions, just that it keeps the undesirables away from me and at the same time it shows I’m a possession. Which I truly am not his, it’s just the game we play.

Charlie began rubbing my thighs while I sat next to him. I smiled at him. “You’re drunk.”

“You’re fucking hot. Take me home.”

“Really?! Come on can’t Bea pick you up?!” Bea was one of his newest girlfriends. She had only been there a few times, most of his crew did not like her.

“No. I don’t want to hear her bitching at me.”

I rolled my eyes at him. I stood up to leave, he followed. As we walked out, he put his arm around my waist. I said nothing thinking he’s drunk and he’ll stop when we get outside.

We walked to the car, he spun me around and kissed me. Pushing me into the car, we’re leaning on my car kissing each other. I have always enjoyed kissing him, tasting his lips, feeling his smooth soft lips. I could feel his cock hardening underneath his jeans as he pressed me hard against the car. His hand on the back of my head, tangling a handful of hair in his hand. He pulls my head back and begins to kiss then bite my neck. OMG. Why. This feels so good and I know it’s so wrong. Why does he have this power over me? I feel that familiar warm sensation in between my legs. He bite my neck. I gasped.

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I could feel the effects of the alcohol starting to hit me. I love the beginning sensations of catching that buzz. We kissed a bit longer, deciding we should get into the car. We both looked at each other, smiling. He moved the seat all the way back, patting his lap I climbed on to him. We kissed deeply & passionately. I felt like I was in high school again. His hands up my shirt, under my bra, squeezing and kneading my breast. Just two buzzed people in a car making out.

He pushed two of his fingers in my mouth, I eagerly sucked them running my tongueBlowjob in the cemetery against them.  He pulled my shorts over to one side, pushing those fingers in to me. My body reacts willingly. He knows how to make my body quiver & shake. He smiles as he watches me orgasm. I watch as he sucks my juices off his fingers. “Hop off.” I sat back in my seat, watching him unzip his jeans. He stroked his semi-hard cock, looks at me. I leaned over and engulfed his cock into my mouth. My head bobbed up & down has he held my hair. My tongue swirling around his shaft. “Stop! Stop! Ride my cock baby.”

I pushed my shorts to the floor, climbed on top of him. Holding his hard cock with his hand he guided it into me. I rocked on his tool while his hands held onto my hips, gently pushing & pulling me back & forth on his member. We kiss, he takes a handful of my hair pulling my head back, he licking and biting my skin. I feel his body tighten and my pussy tightens around his cock. “Say my name. Baby Please say it. Say it for me. Please!”

“Charlie.” in a monotone voice.

Looking into his dilated, slightly red eyes, I know what he wants. I want it too.

In a stern demanding voice I say “Cum inside me Charlie. I want it, you do it! Cum inside me! Charlie! Now!”

I felt his hands on my hips again, guiding my rocking motion. I’m feeling an orgasmic buzz. I blackout for a mere second while my orgasm begins, hearing Charlie’s voice cry out “Oh Cat, baby, fuck.” My drunken orgasm was like an out of body experience. His eyes closed and a peaceful look overcame him. I laid down on him, we seemed to pass out for a few minutes. I came too, when I felt his cock melted out of me along with all our juices. I reached in to the glove box in search of tissues to a quick clean up. “Damn, did we pass out?”

“Yeah, I think we did.” in a fretting voice. He laughs, “we always had the adventurous kind of sex. You ready to go to County Line?” It’s another bar. I started the car and we were on our way for more drinks.

This blog post is for Masturbation Monday and Wicked Wednesday. Wicked Wednesday ‘s prompt is about Alcohol. I have several posts about that topic.

[Read More of Cat’s Sex Stories]

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5 Reasons Why I Love Chocolate [WW218]

“In Heaven Chocolate has no calories and is served as the main course.” – unknown

5.  Chocolate can be as good and sometimes better than sex.

4.  Chocolate is always festive and dressed up during the holidays.

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3.  Chocolate always makes me smile.

2.  Chocolate makes me eat more fruit.

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1.  It’s not illegal to be addicted to chocolate.

 

 

Chocolate! Who doesn’t like chocolate? Okay, I guess some people won’t like it, but still I would love all of you to share your best (and sexy) chocolate stories! – Wicked Wednesday

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Cheating & Masturbating [TMI Tuesday]

1. Your thoughts–is oral sex cheating on your partner?  When I was in my 20’s I used to view cheating as only intercourse. Oral sex didn’t count. This is my opinion. Well, it was back then. Now cheating includes so much more than just intercourse.Blowjob in the cemetery
2. What is cheating to you?  Cheating to me, includes such things as intercourse, oral sex & emotional exchange with someone else than your partner.
3. Does your partner know you masturbate? Yes he knows. What do they think about that?  He views it as something we all do.
4. Think about the best sex you’ve ever had. Why do you consider it the best, what makes it so? Some of my best sex has been times when I have had multiple orgasms. Other times when I have had no orgasms. Funny, but when I think back to all my former sex partners I seldom think of my ex-husband. I wonder why that is? We had lots & lots of sex. I experimented with him, had lots of firsts with him, but I just don’t think of any of our sexual adventures.
5. When you have nightmares, do you call out someone’s name? No I don’t. In my nightmares I hear myself yelling or talking loudly, but my husband tells me that I just moan in my sleep. A sorrowful, fearful sounding moan and he will wake me up if he gets worried. Because my nightmares are always about someone trying to kill me, something in our room and the room has no air and I can’t breathe.
6. When you’re having an orgasm, do you scream a name? When I was single I had sex with different men. I told myself never say any names because I might say the wrong one. So, it’s not something I normally do, I feel weird saying anyones names out lout. One of my lovers always asked me to say his name. I made an exception to my rule and would scream out his name when I was having an orgasm. My favorite times was when I was on top of him, riding his hard cock and I would lean down pressing my breast to his chest. Whispering his name in his ear. Telling him how good his cock felt and say his name a few more times.

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Bonus: Which best fits your usual reason for masturbating:
a. Boredom
b. Stress relief
c. Saw someone/something sexy and you need to act out a sexual fantasy
d. It’s just what I do

Happy TMI Tuesday!

May your Vibrators Always be Strong [KOTW]

I used the questions that were provided for Kink of the Week’s topic of vibrators.

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  • Do you love the buzz of a good vibrator? Oh Yes I do.

  • Do you have a favorite or different vibes for different moods, occasions, needs? Sort of. When I get a vibrator to review I use it a lot, so much so that I tend to over use then pack it away and forget about it. Sometimes I have a need for strong vibration, which some have more than others.
  • Is a vibrator something you use on your own or does it really come into its own when it is part of partnered sex? I use my Lelo GiGi 2 (that I won from a contest that I entered). It’s my favorite g-spot vibe.
  • Have you ever used a vibrator on another woman? Yes, briefly when I was “dating” my couple. They always had toys to play with. That was when I first experienced her vibe called “wallie.” She & her hubby named a few of them, it was weird for me to name a vibrator.
  • Do you have a hot sexy fantasy that includes the use of a vibrator? Yes, I would love to use a vibrator on a man or woman for orgasm denial. Watch them twist & squirm begging me to let them orgasm but me telling them NO.
  • Do you remember your first vibrator? Yes, I bought it at one of those house parties that everyone was having back in the 90’s. When you walked out of your friend’s house carrying a brown shopping bag. It was a pink hard case battery operated vibrator.
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Holding the Clit Exciter

Since there were a few questions provided for the men folk, I decided to ask my Liege to for his answers.

  • Have you ever used one on yourself, maybe for anal play, or do you just like the way it feels against your cock and/or balls? Yes I like the way it feels against my cock & balls. I enjoy it more when you use it against your clit and I can push in to it.
  • What of using a vibrator on a partner, can you remember the first time you did that? Yes, it wasn’t enjoyable for you, because I was just learning how to use vibrators.
  • Did she just get it out or did she ask you beforehand if you were up for it? You asked me to it out, so that we could try something new.
  • Do you like watching a woman using a vibrator on herself? Yes, because it’s visually stimulating.
  • Have you ever bought a vibrator as a gift for a lover? No.
  • Do you have a hot sexy fantasy that includes the use of a vibrator?  No.

When I’m home alone, I usually use one of my vibrators daily because I normally have some “me time” during my normal routine. Since my Liege has been home due to surgery I haven’t has time to use any vibrators. Until yesterday, when he left to go to lunch with a friend. I enjoyed the use of my Lelo GiGi for a quick orgasm.

If you would like to read about my vibrator horror story…you can do that here. Basically in a nutshell my rabbit vibrator melted. YUP! IT MELTED!

I recently started reviewing more sex toys, however not always vibrators or dildos. I don’t have many vibrators or dildos. My favorite ones are seen in the photos. Since I started working with a few new affiliates I’m hoping to start reviewing more vibrators. I do prefer the non-battery operated vibrators. It’s so much easily just to plug something into the wall or into a USB port to recharge. I need to start adding more vibes to my treasure pleasure box.

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Holding the Lelo Gigi 2 that I won from a contest I entered. Also in the photo is the Clit Exciter and the Revel Body the I won from Lubezilla.com

 

 

Insomnia [W4W]

He was having bad dreams.

My stomach hurt.

My bum knee has a dull ache, too cold to get out of bed. WHY!? Why is it so cold in here?

He’s having more bad dreams. “Wake Up! You’re kicking me.”

“Sorry honey.”

He gets out of bed to notice the cold air in the room. He disappears for a few minutes. The furnace was out. I still can’t sleep. Put your phone away stupid! I can’t, I want to but I’m a junkie. I want to text Charlie, because I know he’s probably at the bar or awake somewhere. But I resist that urge to reach out in this moment in my life. So, I’m downstairs wrapped in a blanket – typing.

I scroll through twitter, lurk on blogs, look at a few other social media accounts.  It’s been forever since I shared a past sex story. Sex.

Yeah. Sex. How long has it been?! Too long. Am I reaching that point in a woman’s life when she losses that desire to have sex? Oh GOD KILL ME NOW. No. I still want sex. Every day. But I don’t want to truly say what is going on deep inside me. I think he & I both know what it wrong, but neither one of us is ready to face my issue nor do I have any solutions to my issue.

Issue? You ask. I’m utterly bored. I can’t say enough how I believe that human beings were never meant to be sexually monogamous, maybe socially. Looking back I think I made the decision that society says a person is expected to make. Pick one partner and stick with that one – until death. When I married, I was told that sex won’t always be the most important thing. Friendship is the most important thing in a marriage, you must be friends first and lovers second. I have tried it the other way and that was an epic fail. But now I look at my life…and wonder. word for wednesday

I don’t regret my decision, my very safe & secure decision. I just wish that I knew a way to get out of this dry spell of mine. My mind goes all sorts of ways, when it comes to blowjobs, fucking, places to have sex. But when one marries a person is ultra vanilla … well … I give up trying to change that part of him. Now I just listen to him talk about his fantasies about fucking me on the dining room table. Inside my head I hear my voice “It’s not me that can’t do it.” Then I say something like “oh I’m too afraid the table won’t break or it’s too high or it will hurt my back.” Just so I don’t have to hear “You just don’t want to.” I don’t want the aggravation and frustration of being heated to boil and getting disappointed because of something uncontrollable on his part.

I’ve said too much. Only one hour before the 5 am alarm goes off. Time to try to get some sleep.

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