Monthly Archives: January 2017

Dichotomy

Jan 29, 2017 | Posted by in Memes & Prompts, Sinful Sunday | 9

Tights with a slit between the legs: always a dichotomy┬áto me. There is something dark and mysterious about that slit, a secret that only you know about, until you move just so, part your legs, and are suddenly exposed, offered up for the taking: flaunting, vulgar, and yet hidden. And so enticing. I want to touch myself there, slide my fingers along those exposed lips and find the edge of the lace. I fantasize about being made to wear a pair to work and touching myself at my desk all day. About walking down the halls knowing I have that secret beneath my prim and proper skirt. I want to have a girlfriend that I can ask to wear them so I can put my mouth down there, suckle and lap at her, run my tongue along the edges of the tights, feel the material’s edges sharp against my tongueRead more …

Mountains, Rocks, Rolling Stones & Hummingbirds

Jan 28, 2017 | Posted by in Being Poly | 2

Adam is a rock. Warren was a rolling stone. V says he is a mountain. I’m a hummingbird. I have always said Adam is my rock. Stable and solid, safe and secure, but not immovable. It takes a good bit of effort, but I can nudge him this way and that, and even pick him up and carry him about if needed. He’s always there for me to fly home to when I need solidity and security. Warren was a rolling stone. Secure and strong, too, but more easily moved, and with the added bonus of being able/willing to initiate movement – to roll – on his own. Viper is, in his own words, a mountain. He’s the immovable center of the world around which his wife and daughter – and now me – live their lives, returning to succor in his steadfastness, knowing he cannot be moved or shaken.Read more …

Carrot & Stick

Jan 17, 2017 | Posted by in Kinky Stuff | 4

Viper rules mostly with the carrot; occasionally with the stick. I need them both. We were texting back and forth yesterday. I have a standing rule, I am to ask for permission before I do a particular thing. … Okay, I’ll stop being coy, it’s peeing. I have to ask for permission before I pee. I don’t know why it embarrasses me to admit, but it does. But I love that he has and wants that kind of control over even such a mundane activity. Anyway, the rule has been, ask in text (or Slack, or FB messenger) and wait 15 minutes. If he has not replied back with the affirmative by 15 minutes, I am free to go. But with my semi-disability while I recuperate from surgery, he has given me dispensation to go when I have to even if he doesn’t reply back, or even if I don’tRead more …

2016 in Retrospect – A Little Perspective

Jan 7, 2017 | Posted by in Everyday Jade | 6

After my last post I had some photo organizing to do, unrelated to 2016, but none-the-less I ended up going through a whole lot of images from last year, and I had a realization: there was a lot of laughter in the past year. ┬áThere were also many good times, a fuckton of joy and play, silliness and love and friendship. Yes, there’s been a lot of sad in me, and it’s caused me to act out many times in ways that I am not proud of…but a little perspective is perhaps in order, too. I’m really, really hard on myself. If I don’t act in all ways in compassion, in love, in kindness and with good intent, I am convinced that I am a horrible person and believe I am undeserving of love. The truth is, I have been ugly and small-minded at times. I have felt anger atRead more …

Looking Forward, Looking Back

Jan 3, 2017 | Posted by in Everyday Jade, Life Before, Wicked Wednesday | 9

For a few years of Kink & Poly, I did a “First Line” retrospective, where, for my first post of the New Year, I quoted the first line of the first post each month of the previous year, sometimes interjecting a note here or there about it, or about where I was now in regards to it. Obviously, this year, I can’t do that. Nor do I think I’d want to. The year wasn’t all bad, in fact there was a lot of joy and happiness to be had. But there was an awful lot of pain as well, misunderstandings, sadness and sorrow, growth and “learning opportunities,” too. I struggled a lot this past year, both emotionally and physically, and have come to realize that much of it – the emotional stuff – came from inside of me. So often I thought I had healed and was moving forward, stayingRead more …