Lots of things happened between the last post and this…and (omg say it ain’t so) there were photos taken – but…you’re just going to have to use your imagination to fill in the rest of the story. Ha! See the rest of my 2020 February images here. See images from years past here. Check out the rest of the participating bloggers in this year’s February Photofest by kissing the lips below!
This could be a “nice” photo. It almost looks like I’m sleeping sweetly. Well, except for the blindfold. And the hand clutching the blankets. And the hand holding me down. Okay, maybe we’re still in “naughty” territory. See the rest of my 2020 February images here. See images from years past here. Check out the rest of the participating bloggers in this year’s February Photofest by kissing the lips below!
See the rest of my 2020 February images here. See images from years past here. Check out the rest of the participating bloggers in this year’s February Photofest by kissing the lips below!
Okay, maybe they already were a *bit* on the naughty side. Now they’re going to get a whole lot naughtier. “Hold my drink,” he said. See the rest of my 2020 February images here. See images from years past here. Check out the rest of the participating bloggers in this year’s February Photofest below.
You do get nicely and particularly focused when you can’t see. He’d had me lay out the toys; greet him at the door properly “attired,” on my knees and with a drink in hand. And then he told me, “Go into the bedroom and blindfold yourself. Wait for me on the bed…” And yes, I know it’s the 19th…sigh…I missed posting last night because I was out late with the daughter getting my tattoo to commemorate our Grand Canyon trip – it’s the Arizona State Butterfly, a Two-Tailed Swallowtail. He’s on my ankle, just above my lizard, which was my first tattoo, and the one I got after my first backpacking trip to the Grand Canyon, way back when. I actually saw one while we were there, much to our guide’s envy. It was a bright moment during a particularly trying day, the third day down, when Adam had…Read more …
The story continues… See the rest of my 2020 February images here. See images from years past here. Check out the rest of the participating bloggers in this year’s February Photofest by kissing the lips below!
“A picture’s worth a thousand words.” So a whole slew of them should tell a novel’s worth of a story, right? I’ll be telling a story in the next week or so, one picture at a time. See the rest of my 2020 February images here. See images from years past here. Check out the rest of the participating bloggers in this year’s February Photofest by kissing the lips below!
Google Photos tells me this was back in July of 2016. This was one of the first “real” dates I went on with Viper. It was a sweet, romantic spot over the Missouri River where people attached their locks to the fence. It was sunset and we had walked there from a parking lot a few hundred yards away, to the middle of the bridge. Very nice, very first date-y. Of course when I found the geocache there I had to make it a (naughty) Scavenger Hunt.
Once upon a time I agreed to a system of… shall we say, “incentives,”… to help me stay on track with my February Photofest posts. Because Viper is all about being helpful. (Ok, maybe it wasn’t once upon a time, maybe it was the beginning of the month, and maybe V had an ulterior motive. Whatever.) But anyway, you know that advice to “read the fine print”? Yeah, I didn’t. Apparently the devil is in the details, and I don’t just garner corrections for missing a day. There’s also corrections for so-called “delayed” posts. He’s got a formula. Seriously. It’s like, math + physics + coding = whacks and ever-increasing-in-size buttplugs. (I am not making this up.) Anyway…bottom line is the longer I don’t make up a missed day in the February Photofest, the worse it is, for my ass. Literally. So here you go. Two February Photofests in one day, to…Read more …
So here it is 11:33 p.m. and I just got home from a lovely Valentine’s Day date – with my daughter, who invited me out because, well, Valentine’s Day is stupid and she didn’t want her Momma to be sad (at the time I had just broken up with V and she knew Adam didn’t do the VD thing) and she was like, “we need to take ourselves out, Momma!” So we did. And it was – seriously – one of the nicest Valentine’s Days ever. I’ve had other VDays – most notably an “Un-Valentine’s Day” party that we threw at W’s way back when, another VDay when some heart locks figured rather prominently, and yet another VDay that ended up like this: But still, tonight was super special in ways that have nothing to do with romance or kink or sex, but everything to do with LOVE. But okay,…Read more …