The question I'm asked more than any other when someone sees I'm a Dominant is...
"What would you do to me?"
So I decided to post a list of some of my favorite kinks. This list is always evolving, but it is a basic overview of what turns my crank.
Into: "being petted till i fall asl**p" (giving)
"being wanted, because i am worth wanting" (giving)
"do. as. you. are. told." (giving)
"don't you dare cum without my permission" (giving)
"i can't hear you! my pussy is on your face" (giving)
"right fucking now", it's dominant for please (everything to do with it)
"the look" t... Continue»
I decided that when I post a journal entry on Fetlife, I'm going to post it here too.
It's an easy word to say, but it's something not easy to find, especially in a venue such as this.
The latest example of dishonesty was someone who messaged me here. I get messages from randos all the time, so I tend to take them with a grain of salt.
written 11 days ago:
This is Michael - read your profile w great enthusiasm-what you seek is exactly what I am hoping for- (First lie - he wants someone to humiliate him, yet he wants to call all the shots)
...but I do. I remember many a Friday or Saturday night, when I would spend hours on cam, holding court with my xhamster buddies. I think the record was 19 orgasms in one night.
Oh, how I miss it!
I am a woman.
I am a mother.
I am a daughter.
I am a friend.
I am a lover.
I am a cuckoldress.
I am a Domme.
John is amazing. He knew going in to our relationship that I desired big cocks. I worried that while the IDEA of being cuckolded was something he found exciting, that when it came down to brass tacks, he'd freak and bolt. I couldn't have been more wrong.
We received a message from a very well hung man. He was around our age, and said he was going to be in the area on vacation if we'd be interested in hooking up. He included a picture of his face (very handsome) and his cock ( fucking beautiful). I discussed the idea with John, to feel him out, and he assured me that he was in.
After a c... Continue»
I told him to make the appointment with the realtor a week ago, and the day was fast approaching. Poor Greggy had no idea that I'd already had a very intimate tour of the house before he'd ever made the call.
We drove up to the house and parked on the street. A beautiful Victorian on a brick-lined street. I'd known the realtor for 20 years; long before Greg moved here and into my life. Mike and I'd had a long-standing flirtation that had only gotten more explicit over the years. I knew, when I called him a few weeks ago and asked for a tour, that he would gladly oblige me. And boy, did he.... Continue»
I can't believe I've been on xham for 500 days! I know I'm not on like I used to be, but I'd like to thank everyone who's been so sweet to me while I've been on this site. And to those of you who aren't so nice? You can fuck right off. :)
I've been online for a good many years. I've chatted in different programs for well over a decade. I've been very fortunate to meet some really wonderful people that to this day, I still call friends. However, I've met some douchenozzles too. However, one of the biggest issues I've had is with people who misrepresent themselves.
I don't like liars. Never have. It was just the way I was raised. In the last several years, I've come in contact with several people who have claimed one thing, but it was discovered later on that they had been, lets say, less than truthful. I had really started to... Continue»
I've spent my entire adult life worrying more about the guys I've been with "getting theirs" than worrying about getting mine. That. Stops. Today.
I have made a very important decision in my life, which most of you won't give two shit about, however, it's a big deal to me.
I have decided to get in touch with my Dominant side, in the hopes of finding a slave/servant for eventual cuckoldry. How's that for a surprise, eh? I'm talking chastity devices, caging, cock and ball torture, short and long term deprivation, strap-ons, smothering. Fingers crossed that I can find that special someone. ... Continue»
He sent me a faceless, cockless message on Adult FriendFinder, and I was apprehensive to reply. Being new to the site, and posting some of the pictures and video I had, I had become accustomed to emails of this ilk. Most of them said things like "I love the way you suck that dildo, wish it was my cock" or "I'd love to blow my load on those big nipples". It was obvious to me that none of them had bothered to even take a glimpse at my profile. Once in a while, a message would strike me as funny, so I'd get brave and message back, only to find that the person on the other side of the intrawebs wa... Continue»
Yeah, this is one of those copy and paste deals, but I figured what the hell. It's Sunday and I'm bored.
Last time you had sex:
Favorite position and why?
Do you think I'm hot?
Would you have sex with me?
lights on or off?
Would you have to be shitfaced?
Would you take a shower with me?
Would you leave after or stay the night?
Do you like cuddling afterwards?
What's my best feature?
Condom or skin?
Do you like oral sex?
Do you like anal sex?
Sex on the first date?
Would you kiss me during sex?
Do you think I would be good in bed?
Would you use me as a boo... Continue»
I have a vagina.
I have a pussy.
I have a cunt.
I don't have a kitty.
I don't have a puss.
I don't have a cooch.
I don't have a muff.
I like big cocks.
Don't bitch at me because I have a personal preference. We all do. That's what makes them personal.
If you don't like to look at me, if my body disgusts or repulses you, I have one piece of advice:
DON'T FUCKING LOOK AT IT.
I don't go on your page and make fun of your little dick. Stay the fuck off my page if you don't like what you see. It's not rocket science. It's porn.
"Oh, c'mon. Let's go outside!", he said. I could see the sky lighting up through the blinds. The summer storms had been frequent the previous couple of weeks, one occuring almost every evening. They called them "pop-up" storms. Well, they certainly made Jim pop up!
We had been housesitting for his s****r and her f****y while they went to Florida. It was early June, and I was 8 months pregnant. I spent a lot of time in their pool, because I was at my most comfortable there. Of course, Jim liked to see me in the pool at night, because he loved skinny dipping. And my boobs.
One night, the... Continue»
I did my first cam show a couple of weeks ago and REALLY enjoyed it. I think I'd like to do another, but only if there is enough interest. I don't want to just play with myself BY myself, if you catch my drift. If you think YOU may want to view, leave a comment and let me know. If there are enough people interested, I'll be more inclined to do it.
It was a stupid argument. One that never should have happened.And it was my fault. But Clinton had left the house, and I was devastated. I always thought that communication was key to a relationship, and now I was heartbroken. I thought and thought over and over in my head what I could have done or said differently. I'm no angel. I know this. I've made huge mistakes in our relationship. I was the first to admit it. But I never thought he'd just walk away.
That evening, he didn't come home. I ran scenarios through my head about what could have happened. Was he hurt? Had he been in an acciden... Continue»
A while back, at the entrance of a gym, there was a picture of a very thin and beautiful woman. The caption was "This summer, do you want to be a mermaid or a whale?"
The story goes, a woman (of clothing size unknown) answered the following way:
"Dear people, whales are always surrounded by friends (dolphins, seals, curious humans), they are sexually active and raise their c***dren with great tenderness.
They entertain like crazy with dolphins and eat lots of prawns. They swim all day and travel to fantastic places like Patagonia, the Barents Sea or the coral reefs of Polynesia.
They ... Continue»
Once I came out of my shell, sexually, I turned into a real slut. Now, I say I'm just slutty enough to be a good time, but back then I slept around. A lot. I lived in a very small town with as many churches as bar, and consequently all there was to do was drink and fuck. And I was good at both. It didn't help that most of my friends were older, and the bartenders in town seemed to be rather fond of my cleavage, so when I went to the bars, I was served. At first, I sat at the bar and drank straight ginger ale, but one night, someone slipped a double shot of vodka in it, and I got a taste f... Continue»
The Older Man -- Part 2
I swear, I didn't sl**p all that night. My orgasm has been exhausting, but I was so excited about having dinner with Rick, that I'd barely been able to close my eyes. I was still astounded that a 51 year old God of a man could find me the slightest bit interesting, let alone ask me out! And the phone sex the night before had been amazing; as my first time, I had nothing to gauge it against, but I digress. I'd never cum so hard in my life. Hearing his breathing change, his voice getting deeper and huskier as he'd told me what he wanted me to do to myself, knowing tha... Continue»
When I was a teenager, I was very shy. Painfully shy. I had tried to blend in with the wallpaper, but when you're the fattest girl in class, you're hard to miss. Consequently, I had zero experience with boys. When I went to college for a year, I came out of my shell somewhat-my saracastic sense of humor started to blossom there- but I still hadn't even been kissed.
After my failed attempt at college, my f****y relocated to a very small town in Northwest Pennsylvania. When I say small, I mean SMALL. Let me put it to you this way; there were five bars and five churches in town. In fact, cal... Continue»
Clinton had been out of town for work, and I missed him desperately. I had work to keep me distracted, as well as caring for our collective brood, but I missed feeling his body next to me at night. The week he'd been gone felt like months, and while we spoke on the phone every night, I ached to feel him inside me again. I had masturbated several times each night in a futile attempt to fill the void, figuratively and literaly, but to no avail. I was left feeling tired, but unsatisfied.
Finally, the day of his return arrived. I woke up extremely horny that morning, and knew I'd have to suf... Continue»