Boudoir

Erica was both nervous and excited. She was camera shy, but wanted to take these photos, just for herself if nothing else. Mostly to see if she could see what so many other people, including her husband, seemed to see that she could not. So without telling a soul she booked a boudoir session with a local photographer who was known for making people comfortable in front of the camera.

When she arrived at the studio Erica was unsure what to expect but the pretty blonde adjusting lights wasn’t quite it. For some reason she’d pictured someone very no nonsense, not this young looking woman with her hair in a pony tail. “Umm…hello?” The woman turned and she was stunning. Chocolate brown eyes, high cheek bones and that blonde hair all set off a stunning complexion. “Oh hi! You must be Erica. I’m Laurel and I’ll be shooting you today. You can change into your first outfit over there and make any hair or make up touches as you need. I’ll be ready to start here shortly.”

Erica ducked over to the screened off area where Laurel had pointed out she could changed and opted for a hot pink fishnet dress with matching bra and panties that set off her chocolate skin perfectly. She checked her make up in the mirror one last time and ran her hands through her hair even though it looked just fine the way it was. Shyly she peeked out from behind the screen and saw Laurel watching for her. “Come on, don’t be shy! You’re gorgeous and these pictures will show it.” Erica took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the screen in her lingerie and walked over to the shooting area. Laurel took a few test shots and adjusting the lighting a bit more before nodding approvingly. “You ready? Just relax and do whatever comes naturally. Let yourself feel confident and sexy and let that show.”

Eventually the photos became better and better as Erica relaxed. Laurel watched her subject through the lens of her camera and, unexpectedly, became very turned on. They broke for an outfit change which resulted in Erica calling out to Laurel for an extra pair of hands to lace her into a beautiful brocade corset and adjust her garters in the back. The touch of Laurel’s hands on the backs of Erica’s thighs got her attention in a way she’d never felt before, even with her husband and she wondered if Laurel had felt the spark as well.

They resumed shooting, this time on the bed in the studio, getting some close ups of Erica’s face and breasts. Nothing lewd or untasteful, just sexy, slightly revealing photos that Erica could choose to share…or not. Laurel began to reach out and touch her subject, moving her this way and that and each time she did, they both felt that spark of attraction and wondered if the other felt it too. Finally, Laurel stopped shooting and point blank asked Erica if she felt the same attraction to her that she felt to Erica. “The other woman nodded, “I do. And I don’t understand it. Do you?” “No, but I am curious…” And laurel captured the shot of Erica’s surprised face laughing softly. “Aren’t you?” “Well, yes, but…” “No buts.” And Laurel sat her camera aside and leaned forward and kissed Erica softly. The ignition was immediate and Erica pulled the petite woman onto the bed.

Their kisses became more frantic as they both struggled to free Erica from her corset and Laurel from her skin tight jeans. Their mouths and hands were everywhere fueling each others desire. Finally freed from her clothing Erica grabbed Laurel and pinned her to the bed, biting gently at her nipples for a moment before sliding down and burying her face between the other woman’s thighs. They both felt there was no time here to waste. Laurel wiggled and squirmed both at Erica’s ministrations and in order to get herself to a position where she could touch Erica. When she could reach her fingers circled Erica’s clit eliciting a moan from the other woman and Laurel began to touch and tease, barely sliding her fingers in and out of Erica’s wetness. The two women, for all their inexperience, dove wholeheartedly into the explorations of each others bodies. It took no time at all for them to become quite familiar and even less time for Laurel to be coming on Erica face. Erica held Laurel in place and sucked on her clit until she begged her to stop and then kissed the blonde’s inner thigh gently before resting her head there as Laurel continued to probe and finger her pussy. Finally Laurel found that oh so sweet spot she wanted and rubbed her fingers back and forth had and fast, wanting, no needing, to make Erica orgasm for her. The touch worked and Erica was suddenly writing on the bed as her orgasm hit. Before she could recover Laurel had grabbed the camera and clicked a few quick shots of this beautiful woman, sated and happy, before locking the studio door and returning to the bed with Erica.

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Review: Satisfyer Whale

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Whale? Really? I was pretty underwhelmed at the Satisfyer Whale the instant I saw it in person, but the name is what really got to me. From an aesthetic standpoint I get the name, but from a marketing angle it makes zero sense to me. I definitely wish this toy had a better name. That said, it is cute and does kind of remind me of a humpback whale so maybe the name did its job. But I still don’t see how it relates to a sex toy. Just my thoughts.

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Moving on, the Whale is designed to be a waterproof, wearable vibrator that can be used during penetrative sex. Made from ABS and a nice smooth silicone it is both body safe and easy to clean. The Whale takes roughly two hours to get to a full charge, though the manual says the first charge could take up to eight hours, and it has a magnetic charger that is simple to use and not at all fussy just like the rest of the Satisfyer line-up. It has ten vibration speeds and patterns, comes in at three inches on the top arm and 2 and a half inches on the bottom. There are motors in each arm to provide direct clitoral and vaginal (G-spot) stimulation. To me the motors provided a vibration that was somewhere between buzzy at the low end to a bit rumbly on some of the settings, but nothing close to the rumbliness that I typically prefer. Overall though the vibrations weren’t terrible and I can see using this toy as a teaser while watching or reading some porn.

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Upon trying it out, my partner declared it to be painful and uncomfortable and without it being held in place it would slide right out anytime they moved. Not exactly the things one is looking for in a wearable vibrator. It was also difficult trying to get the outer arm situated so that it provided direct stimulation to my clit, but I think this is very anatomy dependent and might work better for someone with smaller labia. I decided to try this toy out with a dildo (the Tantus Echo Handle for the curious) to see how it would work when it wasn’t causing someone else physical pain. Turns out, that unless I held the Whale in place it slipped right out again which didn’t really surprise me, although I did have a surprisingly pleasant orgasm using the Whale with a dildo. So if you don’t mind holding it in place it can be a stellar toy. I’m wondering if perhaps, as a plus size woman, this toy simply isn’t the right shape for my anatomy overall and perhaps that contributed to my having to hold it in place.

My final impressions were far better than my first as I expected little to nothing from this toy in the game of orgasms, but I was quite surprised, even if my use case wasn’t exactly as advertised. It reached the goal of it giving me an orgasm, it functions as designed, and is a well made toy overall. If you’re interested in picking one of these up, Peepshow Toys carries them for $49.95 or you can shop your favorite body safe sex toy retailer.

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The Satisfyer Whale was provided to me by Peepshow Toys in exchange for a fair, honest, and unbiased review. There are affiliate links used in this post.

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Fat and Sexy: Falling Apart

So right now I’m starting to feel like this post should just be titled “Fat: Falling Apart.” There’s nothing sexy to it I’m afraid. I certainly don’t feel sexy. I need a haircut badly and that always makes me feel unattractive, but what also has me down is my complete and utter lack of gym attendance. Granted for most of July my car was broken so I had no way to get there and as of August I’ve been battling a knee injury that sent has me in physical therapy, but neither of those things change the fact that I feel like all the hard work I was putting in at the gym seems to be for naught.

However, my wonderful partner who is already incredibly attentive and loving has been even more reassuring of how I look and affirming to me that I am wanted and desirable. And I’m finally starting to be able to let myself believe it in tiny ways. It can be hard for me to hear, despite how it does make me feel, but that’s only because I never learned to take a compliment with any grace whatsoever. So maybe this is my silver lining that I’m starting to see the things in me that my partner has seen in me and has told me about for years.

Once therapy wraps up though and I’m back to myself (assuming of course that my knees aren’t wrecked beyond repair) my plan is to start back up in the gym and hopefully start to lift weights and roller skate again. Even if I don’t manage to drop a pant size like I wanted to by the end of the year being active and going to the gym will keep pushing me towards that goal. And for whatever reason that drop in numbers itself will make me feel better about myself. I know it isn’t healthy to tie weight loss goals to things as arbitrary as a clothing size, but there is something about getting to the next size down for me that will feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my chest. I haven’t really examined the why behind this because I’m not sure if I care that much, but I do recognize it as unhealthy and somewhat obsessive of me.

So it looks like this month’s big take away from everything is that despite my injuries and troubles losing weight, my partner does still think I’m sexy and attractive and I’m starting to believe it when they tell me those things. Maybe one day I will see myself as attractive no matter what my weight or pant size is and can more fully embrace my own body for exactly what it is instead of for what it isn’t.

If you’d like to read more of my ramblings about being Fat and Sexy, there are several more posts scattered throughout my blog that can be searched for under the “Fat and Sexy” tagline.

Wicked Wednesday 274 -Celebrity – (In Her Own Little World)

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I’d always wanted to know what it was like to be the center of attention. I’d wanted to be a celebrity when I was a child, but instead I became an accountant. I’m very boring by day and you’d never guess that by night I am Master’s kinky little Angel. But I am. And recently, he gave me a chance to be a celebrity if only for a night and only on his terms.

We were hosting a play party and Master very specifically told me I was to be naked, cuffed, and collared all night long. I figured he had plans for me, but what was in store was more than a little surprising. Once everyone had arrived he made me kneel in the center of the room and made his announcement. “Ladies and Gentlemen, my darling Angel has always wished to be a celebrity and enjoy being the center of attention. For this night and this night only I ask that you help me grant her wish. Touch her, tease her, spank her, fuck her, use her as you will and together we will see her shine in the spotlight.” And with that the lights went dark and I was spotlighted under a single halo. How Master pulled that off without my noticing I don’t know.

The first to approach me was a submissive young woman, Katie, that I’d known for sometime and she played with my nipples and kissed me for a long moment, making me want more. She teased me, taunted me, and generally started to really set the stage for the evening’s events. Katie’s Sir joined in soon as well and he wanted to fuck me while Katie sucked at my tits. Very shortly I found myself with a mouthful of pussy and two cocks, one for each hand and I was loving it. Everyone was focused on me and me alone. I worked hard to bring everyone I could to orgasm and as new bodies replaced others I found myself flipped over doggy styled and fucked, half choked by my collar, a mouth alternately sucking at my clit and licking the cock sliding in and out of my pussy, and this time a cock buried down my throat and fucking my face. Through it all I keep seeing bright flashes of light and I realized that Master must’ve gotten permission from everyone to take photos as that’s exactly what he was doing. He hadn’t joined in the fun yet, but with everyone else fucking, sucking, fisting, and coming in me and on me, I was a bit overwhelmed.

Finally people began to ease away from me as they were satiated by my mouth hands, pussy, and ass. I lay there basking in my glory as Master took several shots of me including some up close ones of my come covered face. Finally he put the camera down, helped me to my feet and draped me over a chair with my ass posed for all to see and began to spank me. His spanks came harder and faster and soon he was taunting me about how I was a celebrity slut and how everyone had enjoyed using me as a pleasure slave. Now that I had my time in the lime light I would thank everyone while he continued to spank me and I trembled for a moment, unable to find words.

Then I just took myself back to pretending I was on stage for winning as imaginary Oscar and the words came to me. “Ladies and Gentlemen, Sirs, Masters, subs, and slaves, I just want to thank you all for giving me such a wonderful evening of debauchery, pleasure, and for a time a bit of notoriety in the form of a celebrated slut just as Master wished me to be tonight. And Master, I can’t (ouch! That spanking was getting harder) forget to thank you for making this all possible and assembling everyone together for such a wonderful evening. I just want to say thank you again to each and everyone of you who was willing to come here and fuck, suck, and be served by this humble servant. Thank you.”

Master abruptly stopped spanking me as the applause began and suddenly someone asked from the back of the small crowd. “Can we have her for round two as well?” I smiled, hoping Master would say yes and let me continue my fantasy and indeed he did, leading to yet another round of being teased tortured, denied orgasms, given orgasms, and being used like a celebrity call girl. It was a hell of an evening and my exhibitionist, submissive self can’t wait to be in the spotlight another time, just for Master so I can be his Angel once more.

Round Two

The smell of sex permeated the air. Michelle shot her boyfriend, Josh a sideways look and grinned. “So, you ready for round two?” He laughed softly and looked back at the pretty redhead next to him. “Gimme a minute. But only a minute,” and he laughed again, pulling Michelle close to him. The pair snuggled together contented just as they were for now. But Michelle soon had other plans.

Michelle kissed Josh’s cheek a few minutes later and then left a trail of warm kisses down the side of his jawline to his neck and across a collarbone. She slid lower, her body still pressed to his and kissed a nipple, making him jump and giggle. “Don’t do that,” he teased smiling at her. She immediately did it again before kissing her way down his stomach. Purposefully she ignored his groin and rapidly hardening dick to kiss and lick at his inner thighs instead. She raked her nails along the outsides of his legs and he hissed softly wanting more now. She looked up, giving him an innocent smile. ‘Something wrong?” He merely stared at her, waiting to see what she would do next, hoping she’d wrap her hand around him or, even better, her lips.

She dipped her head down and ran her tongue along his balls, gently sucking them, one at a time, into her mouth. Josh’s hips bucked and he almost begged her, but he knew it was all part of the game they played. By now his dick was rock hard and ready for that second round Michelle had mentioned earlier. Still she ignored it in favor of teasing him, her hands smoothing along his skin, her lips planting a kiss here or there, in the sensitive spot where his leg met his body. Her mouth was watering for his dick but she loved to touch and kiss and feel him under her hands.
Finally she reached out and ran a fingertip down the length of him and he shuddered at the touch as his eyes begged for more. She blew a puff of air across the head of his dick and then her tongue darted out to flicker across the tip of him. Josh groaned softly. “Shell, please…” She heard the pleading note in his voice and smiled as he surrendered to her touch. In the next instant she had him halfway down her throat sucking for all she was worth. One hand rested against the outside of his leg and the other hand reached down to massage his balls gently as she sucked hard. Josh became more vocal now grunting and moaning and telling her not to stop. Michelle flashed him a look that said she had no intention of stopping, but she did slow down to a more leisurely, teasing pace that drove him wild with need.

Before she could register his movements, he was in control as he grabbed her hair and fucked her face harder. She relaxed against him, her throat opening up and she swallowed every time he hit the back of her mouth, timing her breathing with his strokes. She loved taunting him, but she also loved when he held by her hair and fucked her like he was doing now. She snaked a hand down her body reaching for her clit and began to rub at it furiously wanting to orgasm when he shot his load in her mouth. She moaned around his dick and both of their movements became more frantic. She knew he was close and so was she. With a whimper, she felt her pussy begin to tighten and clench at nothing and rocked her hips against her fingers.

Michelle sucked has Josh fucked and there was an undeniable passion that rose between them. A gasp from Josh caught her attention and he looked down at her. “I’m gonna fucking come and I want you to swallow every drop.” She moaned again, as though in acquiescence and doubled the movement of her fingers. Wresting control from him for a moment she buried his dick down her throat as she began to orgasm, choking herself on his dick as she did. The more she choked, the harder her orgasm was and it sent him over the edge until he was shooting hot ropes of come down her throat.

Finally he pulled away from her and looked down at her bright red face and tear streaked cheeks and smiled. “You loved every bit of that didn’t you my dirty girl?” She nodded, not quite able to speak, and crawled back up the bed to lay in his arms. He pulled her close as they had been previously and kissed the top of her head. “I love you.”

KOTW – Going Commando – (Distraction)

There was something freeing about not wearing any panties. Callie enjoyed having this as her own little secret. Despite being in a Domestic Discipline relationship she never gave thought to what her husband might have to say about the matter regarding the idea; in fact she assumed that he was aware of the fact that she didn’t wear panties on a regular basis. How could he not be, she reasoned, and gave it no more thought.

Evan got home early from work and decided that Callie deserved a treat for having done so good at controlling her tongue when she’d been angry at him the night before. He couldn’t even recall what she had been angry over and he doubted she could either. He set up some candles in the bedroom and gathered some of their favorite toys; when he knew she’d be almost home began to light the candles giving the room a soft glow. He heard her open the front door and called down to her, “Join me upstairs honey. I have a surprise for you.”

Callie wondered what her surprise was going to be and hoped it wasn’t anything too crazy since she’d had a long day at work. She hurried up to him and gasped with delight when she saw their candlelit bedroom. He pulled her into his arms for a soft kiss, “Welcome home dearest.” His hands roamed her body and reached down to squeeze her ass, but was puzzled at the lack of a panty line that he should’ve felt. “Girl, lift your skirt.” Callie figured he just wanted to tease her a bit and obeyed. Evan walked all the way around her and then came back to look at her. “Why, my darling wife, are you not wearing any panties?” Then it dawned on Callie that perhaps this was something she should’ve asked or cared about it a bit more. “I…umm…well, it feels so good to not wear them. I can feel the air sliding across my skin and don’t feel so constricted.” “But to work? Really?”

And he spun her around giving her five sharp slaps to her already bare behind. “How long have you been doing this?” “I don’t know. A long time. I thought you knew I did it. You know I never wear them here at home.” “How would I know that when I leave for work before you do and have expectations that my wife will go appropriately attired? This is not appropriate, except for around the house, just between us.” And he smacked her ass to punctuate his words. “And now, instead of the nice treat I had planned for you, I have to give to a spanking, don’t I? Because you’ve been a naughty girl and naughty girls get spanked. Over the bed.”

She leaned over the bed, her skirt still raised with tears forming in her eyes. The candle light became dim and wavy in her view and she lowered her head, letting tears drip onto the bed. She hated disappointing Evan. She heard him pick up an object and tap it against his palm and realized it was the hairbrush that he liked to use when she’d been bad. She should’ve known, but she’d been hoping for some mercy. He gave her ass several more swats to prepare her for the spanking to come and leaned into her. “Now then, be a good girl and take your punishment for what it is.” He brought his arm down landing a strike with the back of the heavy wooden brush, right across the middle of one cheek, then the other alternating places and sides so her ass would be covered before he was done.

Callie’s tears had turned into full out sobbing and he gave her just a few more hard hits to drive the point home before climbing onto the bed and gathering her to him. “There, that wasn’t any fun, but you know it was good for you. Now then,” he said as he got up and began to extinguish the still burning candles, “You’re going to stay here in this very room and think about what you’ve been doing and how inappropriate it is to go without panties at work. I will be back later.”

Evan made a quick trip to the lingerie store and bout all kinds of satin and silk and lace underthings, ones that he knew would feel good against his wife’s skin and be a bit distracting at the same time. Returning home, he carried the bag upstairs and found her face into the pillows still crying a bit. He rubbed her ass gently. “Alright, my love, time for a new rule. Sit up and pay attention.” Callie did as she was bid and arched an eyebrow upon seeing the shopping bag. Evan began to pull out pair after pair of underwear, showing them to her and explained that she would wear them every day from now on, she would put them on before he left for work, and he would be checking.

A few days later Callie was sitting at work and squirming at the feel of the soft bite of lace against her skin. She was nearly as driven to distraction by her new panties as she had been when she didn’t wear any at all. A buzz from her cellphone got her attention and she picked it up. ‘Be a good girl and go take a picture of yourself in those lacy panties. I want to see them again.’ She did as Evan told her to do and giggled as she sent him the photo from the ladies room. Seems like wearing panties could be fun too.

Wicked Wednesday 273 – (Fucking Later )

Allen woke slowly, soothed by the touch of gentle hands gliding along his warm skin. It was still dark out, but he could make out Lana’s figure from the light of the small digital clock on the nightstand. He growled softly and reached for her, but she moved out of reach as her hands trailed down his thighs, over his knees, and along his calves. Then she moved closer again sliding her body along his and planting a decisive kiss on his wonderfully full lips. Before she could slip out of reach he caught her in his arms for another kiss and she could feel how much he wanted her. She wanted him just as much and she made a soft noise in the back of her throat at the feeling. Breaking the kiss she dove away from him under the top sheet, giggling.

The next thing Allen felt was her lips wrapped around him sliding up and down as her hands had along his body earlier. He lay perfectly still, allowing her to take her pleasure for a few moments before he couldn’t contain the subtle motions he made. Lana hummed her approval at this and made him jerk his hips hard against her face. So she laughed, causing him to repeat the action. He tasted so good and was so smooth against her lips. He reached down, running his hand across her head and tugging gently at her hair. She moaned, but popped up and peeked out at him. “Yes?” “My turn, you teasing little minx.”

And he pulled her up the bed next to him and moved down himself as she obediently flipped over onto her back. Allen spread Lana’s creamy thighs, kissing the insides of them and teasingly made his way further up, running his tongue along the length of her slit, causing her to twitch. He did it again. His tongue dipped further, tasting her, torturing her a bit with his slow, shallow, gentle movements. She squirmed on the bed and that is when he grabbed her hips and buried his face against her wetness laughing as he did so. Time to find out if his fiery redheaded beauty was multi-orgasmic. Allen licked and sucked and nibbled at her, relishing the act itself as much as he enjoyed the woman he was with. Lana’s fingers clutched at the bed and her voice was strangled, “Allen, please don’t stop.” He grinned to himself and doubled his onslaught. Moments later she came for him crying his name over and over. But she didn’t tell him to stop. She was becoming much more sensitive and Allen slid two fingers inside of her curling them gently as he moved them in and out. His attention focused solely on her clit now while he fingered her and her back arched off the bed every time he curled his fingers so he kept that motion up while sucking at her clit and was delightfully surprised when she grabbed his head and pulled him closer to her. He took his cue and began to move his fingers faster while sucking harder and slowly he could feel her body tensing around him and hear her breathing change as she got closer to coming again. Moments later her back arched harder than it had before and she ground herself against his face greedily riding out another orgasm. He laughed softly and kissed her inner thigh. “Up for more baby?” Lana looked down at him and grinned. “Please fuck me. Hard and fast.” “As you wish.” And they both laughed at the movie reference before sharing silly smiles.

Allen gave her one final kiss to the thigh, tore open a condom, and then moved up along her body planting kisses as he went. His slowness was devious to Lana and she gave a pleasurable but obviously frustrated sigh. “Someone’s impatient,” he teased and kissed her lips lightly before slipping inside of her pussy. They both groaned at the sensation and Allen did as she had asked, fucking her hard and fast feeling her hips rise to meet his and he knew that he’d never last if he kept this up, but damn it felt good. Lana was tight around his cock and he closed his eyes just focusing on that feeling for a moment, before he suddenly stopped and rolled over to his back, bringing Lana with him. “I want to watch you fuck me,” he breathed and Lana ground her hips into his.

She placed her hands on his chest and began to ride him as hard as she could, rolling her hips in waves, in circles, and sometimes just bouncing up and down on his cock. Her pussy throbbed with anticipation of an impending orgasm and she grinned at him wickedly before reaching up to play with her own nipples. She never looked away from his face watching him closely and with a tug of her nipples and a twitch of his cock they were both coming, their voice and moans intermingling. They were both sated once again and now it was growing light out. Allen pulled Lana down to him and held her, stroking that red hair and smiling, “I love you, you know.” And she simply snuggled closer.