switchkitty78: (Milady's marque)
*checks "do terrible filthy things while wearing a wedding gown" off bucket list*

Kittyboy and I got married yesterday. God DAMN but that man looks scrumptious in a tux.
switchkitty78: (Kitty)
Kittyboy and I got a new charcoal grill for a wedding present. (no, it hasn't happened yet, one more month to go.) Other than the obvious benefits of fire cooked dead thing every so often (yummy), the smokey smell gets into Kittyboy's clothing and hair after he's been slaving over the grill for long enough, and sheeeeeeiiiiiiit. That's not fair, he already smelled fucking delicious to begin with, but now he's all delicious and SMOKEY and I'm all like RRRRRRGGGGHHHUNNNNFFFGETOVERHERE.

Apparently the smoke goes other places too, which I found out the, erm, hard way. I don't think that's quite what they meant by smoked sausage flavor, but I'll take it... >:)


Mar. 5th, 2012 03:12 pm
switchkitty78: (ravished)
I suspected as much, but last night confirmed that I do indeed like my face slapped during sex. A lot. A very whole lot.
switchkitty78: (Milady's marque)
Kittyboy must love me. Last night after dinner he said something about feeling horny and adventurous. To shreds, you say. He must have read something in my face in return because he asked what I had in mind. I tried to demurr with "ehh, you wouldn't like it," but he was all "No, seriously, what?" so I confessed that I've been itching to hurt someone lately. Without batting any of his sickeningly pretty eyelashes his answer was "All right. Let's do this."

For all I that I love tying him up and doing evil things to him, I don't do it near often enough. Once every six months or so. I should really work on fixing that because it's so much fun to tie him up and make him squirm, and it don't hurt none that if you look at him too hard his skin puffs up into these welts that are not only pretty, but fun to pinch afterwards. Also I think if I got more of a chance to do things (and a little more warning in which to plan stuff) I'd work out some of the shyness I still have surrounding my more sadistic tendencies, I could still feel myself holding back a LOT, and I know he can take a lot more than I was giving him last night. 'Course it doesn't help that I still have a lot of paralyzing shyness about wanting/needing this, so asking for it is still something of a problem for me.

Still, last night did have excellent bits. A few things of note that worked beautifully well that I must keep in mind for later:

  • Engagement rings with a raised setting make a fantastic scratching/cutting implement. Also has the "something you gave me coming back to bite you" element to it, which makes me all kinds of giggle.

  • Tying people up the wrong way round on a bed (as in head towards the foot of the bed) is disorienting.

  • Related to the above, depending on how you chain your bottom's hands, that gives you a whole other fun element to play with. In an unusually inspired moment as I was gleefully dribbling candle wax over Kittyboy's clamped nipples and chest I straddled the footboard of the bed and his hand so he could finger me at the same time, and the crazier he drove me the nastier I got with the wax until he gasped he couldn't take too much more, and I told him that if he made me cum I'd stop. Lucky for him, I was ye close anyway.

So yeah, goodness knows when we'll get up to that level of shenanigans again, but last night was quite with the lovely. But yes, I do need to let my giggling little sadist out to play more often. With a few less leashes, maybe.
switchkitty78: (Milady's marque)
Man, this is the sort of day where I wish the Court of Night Blooming Flowers were real - I could really use a trip to Valerian House right about now. Not that I'd be able to afford it. *grumble* But yeah, I really want to cane someone into a crying purple mess, and I really really shouldn't because with the mood I'm in I'm rather past caring about the other person's potential enjoyment of this activity. Not exactly a mind set conducive to Safe Sane and Consensual.

It'll pass by the time I get home tomorrow. It always does. But right now I'm just going to dig my fingernails into my palms, grit my teeth, eat some leftover steak and ride it out until the beast goes back to sleep.
switchkitty78: (purple ass)
Aw, missed steak and BJ day this year. Yes, I'm actually sad about that. Red meat and oral sex sound like a perfect day to me.

For a lark and after a tangentially related conversation with KB, I reread Kushiel's Dart. This did nothing for my desire to beat someone bruisy. Neither is the fact that I found my 18" wooden ruler last night.

Last night after fucking my ass sweet and slow, Kittyboy mischievously pointed out that he always fists me when I come home from NY. "Just giving you something to look forward to." Damn him.

No progress made on venturing forth to wmpe events. We'll see about the main wmpetng munch.

I'm sure I have to wait in a line that wraps around the country several times, but I have this insane desire to do wonderfully awful things to Rachel Maddow in a significant state of undress. Painfully intelligent dark haired/dark eyed women kinda make me weak in the knees.

I really really REALLY need a new Wahl coil. And some drip candles. And Slippery stuff. And maybe one of those rock and roll vibes that light up. It'd be like Studio 54 all up in my junk. And a celebrator. And one (okay two) of these floggers. Sigh. One of these days I will have a toy budget again. One of these days.

um okay

Jun. 23rd, 2010 05:04 pm
switchkitty78: (Kitty)
I have this insane urge to take a shower and then dress up in a short skirt, tights, fuck me boots, corset and blazer. It's also like 90 degrees out, so clearly the heat is addling my brain enough to think this is a good idea. Especially since I don't have anywhere to go in said outfit tonight.

Also there are WAY too many vids on youtube of animals mating. I got tipped to this fact by someone linking to one of a chimpanzee using a bullfrog as a masturbation toy D: and then after that it was kind of impossible to resist the temptation of clicking around. People on the internet are pervy.


Mar. 20th, 2010 07:57 pm
switchkitty78: (ravished)
Kittyboy and I were super naughty last night.

Pfil was home and had a guest over in the living room. Kittyboy and I were in my room hanging out and taking nerdage (D&D character rolling, mostly). After we'd finished up with that he joined me lounging around on the bed, but being the brat he is, he started teasing me, biting my neck, tweaking my nipples, and hitting the sweet spot between my legs through my pants. (He's got very good aim.) Course, this was all punctuated by tickling and horsing around and me swatting him for being an ass and it was all in good fun.

Course, me being me, it really does not take much to get the gears started and the works lubricated. So teasing pretty quickly became making out, making out quietly led to clothes coming off, and even though Kittyboy initially said we were going to behave while Pfils company was over, I of course ended up on my belly with him sliding deep and hard into my pussy from behind.

Cue some of the hottest sex we've had to date.

It was deliciously, excruciatingly slow, first of all. My bed has a tendency to get rather musical if the fun gets too enthusiastic, so Kittyboy, curse/bless him, dialed our usual pace down enough so that didn't happen. And because I'm always the loud one in the equation, most of this was happening with Kittyboy's hand clamped firmly over my mouth, so even when I couldn't help whimpering quietly (usually on an unexpectedly deep stroke) barely anything escaped. So no moaning, no squeaking, nothing distracting me from the sound of him breathing heavily into my ear and the feeling of him moving in me hard, deep and slow, and once in the middle him growling "You like this huh? You like having an audience right outside the door?" Christ. He's so quiet usually that when he does take it into his head to say something dirty it just turns me into a ball of post orgasmic jello.

I came hard once, and again when he did, and after he rolled off and over so we could both actually breathe, it wasn't without an exchanged grin of "heh heh we totally just did that." Course, even if we didn't have to be quiet, I can't say I'd object to him covering my mouth again.... just saying, that shit was hot. :)


switchkitty78: (Default)

June 2014



RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 25th, 2017 11:42 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios