Condom, anyone?

This dress fascinates me…

While it looks a tad uncomfortable, I think I must have one.

Ink or no ink? That is the question.

As I’ve been sentenced (rather cruelly, I might add) to an indefinite period of abstinence (although, there was a shamelessly climactic episode last night involving myself, an extremely naughty little rabbit and some rather salacious thoughts about a certain someone), the sex talk will be somewhat sporadic around here.

So in the spirit of my newly formed sporadic nature, I’m going to talk about something that’s not particularly related to sex, but most certainly sexy.

Tattoos.

Mmm. I love ‘em. Seriously. Look at that, what’s not to love? She (and she is not me, btw, she is my extremely lovely roommate and was photographed with her full consent) is gorgeous by her own right but something about the pattern etched across her lower back draws my attention, making me long to skim my tongue across all that ink, tracing the intricate curves and angles decorating her flesh. I won’t, of course, as our relationship is more of a sisterly one, but you’re getting my point, right?

I don’t know what it is, I just find them erotic, delectable, arousing. They fascinate me. How about you?

Me? Nah! You’re kidding, right?

You all might recall that J threw down a challenge a few weeks back that I felt compelled to answer.

And now, he’s chosen a winner…

… yeah…you DO win salacious …

Oh goodness J, you’ve made me blush…

… let me know what you want ….

Hmm, what were the choices again?

[BUT…to the winner. My cock forever…ha…well yeah, but.

I will worship you. I will do anything you want. Nothing too taboo…nothing too dirty.]

Worship me? Well, that certainly sounds interesting but wait… J has made me another offer…

… i am thinking of sending you a pic of me cumming as i read your post …

Now, I must say, that is the most intriguing offer I’ve had all day.

Thanks J.

Who’da thought?

Fetishes have always intrigued me — feet, nails, shoes, panties, lingerie, rubber, latex, toys, fisting, group sex, golden showers, etc., etc, etc. — because there’s such a boundless variety of kinks in this big, crazy world to explore.

For me, it’d be group sex. I don’t know why but I am thoroughly transfixed by the thought of more than two people slipping and sliding together as they suck and fuck their way toward bliss. Mmm. Now, if you add an image to that thought, well, that thrusts me into a chest heaving, panty drenching, pussy clenching state of arousal. Sinful. Sadly, group sex is something that I’ve never had the pleasure of participating in so, for the moment, it will have to remain nothing more than a fantasy.

And then there’s panties, I have a slight affliction with them… from bikinis to boyshorts, from thongs to crotchless …I just love them.

But pantyhose? I must admit, I’ve never really given any thought to them. For the most part, I find them uncomfortably constricting and can’t wait to get the bloody things off but I ran across this…

And now I’m reassessing my stance on pantyhose… maybe they’re not so bad after all.

I came by this image on a random twist of fate and found myself shamelessly turned on by it. I’m thinking that I’m gonna have to get me some of them (and if there’s a pussy already in residence well, I shant complain). Yum.

Thanks to sluts in pantyhose for the luscious image and all those other intriguing links he has listed.

I’m off to play…