Exposed

this is so cool! Cant wait to do more!

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 12:24:19 -0800

this is so cool! Cant wait to do more!

This is so awesome! Im excited for next ones!

Mon, 26 Nov 2012 10:16:04 -0800

This is so awesome! Im excited for next
ones!

Omg this is so interesting! I cant wait to do more!

Sun, 25 Nov 2012 01:00:06 -0800

Omg this
is so interesting! I
cant wait to do more!

<3

Tue, 04 Oct 2011 22:17:01 -0700

Photo

Thu, 14 Apr 2011 20:20:28 -0700

Photo

Thu, 31 Mar 2011 20:56:23 -0700

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides..."

Sun, 06 Feb 2011 16:10:12 -0800

““Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
St. Augustine.”

- http://pgelise.tumblr.com/post/3140896696

drinkyourcunt: “Get up. Turn around. Drop your pants. I need...

Sun, 30 Jan 2011 16:11:34 -0800

drinkyourcunt:

“Get up. Turn around. Drop your pants. I need to hurt you.” I knew I could have punished her just fine without help, but I left her standing there, staring plaintively at her own feet, naked in the middle of the room. I went to the special drawer. I reached in and lifted out the false bottom. I rifled through our various apparatus of vice until I found the one she most feared.

It was simple. It was unassuming. Frankly, it wasn’t nearly as scary as some of the things in there. The beads, the tape, the leash, the straps, the clamps, the gags… Those all conjured up vivid daydreams of cheap, sordid back room dungeons where you’d take your life in your hands for 20 seconds of shuddering, transient, inconsequential relief. In comparison, it seemed silly to me that she feared this little piece of soft, pliable rubber.

I hadn’t touched it since the first time I tried to work it into our fun. She had whimpered and pleaded and insisted that I remove it because it made me entirely too big. I slipped on the condom. Over that, I stretched the tight, black, elastic ring and fit it snugly around the base. As I slung the other strap under my balls, I felt my cock swell further, veins straining against the already taut skin. I smirked at the notion, but it honestly did look menacing. It made a joke out of the idea of a ribbed condom.

I looked up at her. She had managed to look up from the floor. She watched me, her lower lip quivering. I stared. She walked over to the bed, rested her head on the pillow and arched her ass into the air. She braced herself. She bit her lip. It wouldn’t help. She woke the neighbors.

In a single, cruel motion, I sank hilt-deep into her steaming, slick snatch. Her moan, her whorish moan, caught in her throat and she gasped as if she had just come up for air. I braced one hand so that my fingers gripped her hip and thigh. I wrapped the other hand firmly around her throat. I whispered in her ear, “No. You don’t get to tell me how sorry you are. This is me showing you how sorry you are.” She groaned. Her back arched, her shoulder blades pinched, and I felt her pussy lips tremble, clench-release-clench around me. I felt her throb against the taut veins. I practically heard the walls of her cunt steep themselves in more of her juice. She wouldn’t ever get any readier.

I thought about how sore she’d be tomorrow. I thought about how she’d wince every time she sat down or recrossed her legs. I thought about how she’d bite her lip in pain every time a fucking elevator jerked to a stop. It was like telling her to stand in the corner and think about her mistake.

That. That would be her apology.

i’m not a HUGE cat lover, but lol i couldn’t pass...

Sat, 15 Jan 2011 22:39:21 -0800

i’m not a HUGE cat lover, but lol i couldn’t pass this lil guy up. Those are eyes are beautiful.

kinkyminx: Your place. Indeed!

Wed, 05 Jan 2011 22:00:47 -0800

kinkyminx:

Your place.

Indeed!

libraryvixen: NYE together haha yea, that’s right....

Tue, 04 Jan 2011 20:36:51 -0800

libraryvixen:

NYE together

haha yea, that’s right. You’re my bitch!

twistedmissy: beautiful love the colors

Tue, 04 Jan 2011 20:33:15 -0800

twistedmissy:

beautiful

love the colors

quickienewyork: via syntheticpubes: by Andrew Kaiser

Tue, 04 Jan 2011 19:36:49 -0800

quickienewyork:

via syntheticpubes:

by Andrew Kaiser

quickienewyork: Don’t Ask Don’t Tell is over. Let’s...

Sun, 19 Dec 2010 10:09:54 -0800

quickienewyork:

Don’t Ask Don’t Tell is over. Let’s celebrate!

quickienewyork: pinkprincess17:(via queenofbutterflies,...

Tue, 09 Nov 2010 19:16:03 -0800

quickienewyork:

pinkprincess17:(via queenofbutterflies, cummingmyway)

This video inspires me to work out and have a fantastic body!!!

Fri, 29 Oct 2010 19:11:44 -0700

This video inspires me to work out and have a fantastic body!!!

haha that’s totally me! I always have my camera. I can...

Wed, 06 Oct 2010 20:32:00 -0700

haha that’s totally me! I always have my camera. I can picture myself doing that.

nightmarebrunette: The National — Afraid Of Everyone This...

Wed, 29 Sep 2010 22:03:12 -0700

nightmarebrunette:

The National — Afraid Of Everyone

This women has the BEST taste in music.

I can always count on her to have exactly what I need when it comes to music.

Maybe it’s cause she likes foxes as much as I do. :)

Things I've learned whilst online dating..: Professional Dating... I mean, Networking!

Fri, 24 Sep 2010 23:34:44 -0700

Things I've learned whilst online dating..: Professional Dating... I mean, Networking!:

watchkathydate:

Being on the successful end of the spectrum and hoping to build your own business, you will embark on this amazing journey known as dun dun duuuuuunnn…. Professional Networking! And the number one advice you will hear from any professional before you is those 5 little words every girl loves to…

FML #1

Mon, 28 Jun 2010 23:03:25 -0700

Lately, in this month of June. Crazy embarrassing shit has been happening. Now to most people it probably doesn’t seem that bad. But to me, it’s the fuckin end of my world to date. At least until something else comes along to fuck me.

I figure I’ll share it here because one, this journal is anonymous and two, I want to remember these moments. Cause I know, I’ll block out these terrible things soon. haha. So here’s the one that happened today.

So this morning when I was leaving my apartment for work. My neighbor was leaving as well, her little boy (about four years old) yelled from his open front door. “Hey! I heard your snake last night” and I replied “What?” at which point his mother was yelling “CLOSE THE DOOR!!!” …”GET INSIDE, NOW!”

I then hear his dad say the same thing, from inside the house. But the little kid says it again “I heard your snake yesterday!”

…

…oh fuck

Now, I get it!

To explain, I had fantastic sex on saturday night. It was rough and I loved it. The guy I was with was masterful in the way he treated me. I wanted rough and that’s exactly what he gave me. I should’ve known better. I know how thick the walls are. But for FUCKSAKE, it had been almost a year since I had sex. And the guy i was with, was hot. Probably the hottest guy I’ll ever get to fuck. Plus, he’s Australian, when the fuck does that shit happen to me?!

Answer? NEVER!

So needles to say, I for-fuck-sure enjoyed myself. How the hell was I suppose to know the kid’s room shared the wall to mine.

Well anyway, back to the snake part. The parent’s of the kid know that I have a pet snake in my room. haha He’s a California King snake, and barely 2 feet. Those fuckers blamed my snake for my Hot Australian’s snake. :P

So now, I get to do the walk of shame AGAIN (again, because of a different matter that I’ll probably write sometime soon) when I’m around them.

DAMN IT!

Fuck them!

I’ve respected everyone’s place I’ve ever lived in. I have waited six years to have my own apartment. I waited to bring someone over till i had my own place. And SHIT, i pay good money for this apartment. I’ll do what I want. Especially if it’s legal! I shouldn’t feel guilty, I’m not doing anything bad. I even waited till my roommate was out of town.

Ugh!

Of course I told my roommate what happened and he said “You know, you always have a buzzkill to your awesome experiences.”…”It’s like you’re having fun one moment and then after the fact, Something about it just fuckin got you in some sort of trouble.”

Le sigh

Oh well, shit happens.