I've always been one to love sensation play. Anything from temperature play to intentionally creating an auditory sensory meridian response. The thought of brushing a tickler across my skin and allowing somebody to get so intimate with me fills me with love. I want you to give me goosebumps. Even with music, I've always only ever enjoyed music that provokes frisson. Obviously you can guess I am a major fan of Pink Floyd lol.
I have a raging velvet fetish, especially when it comes to blue velvet. Imagine me applying a black cherry scented lip gloss in front of you. I love black cherry anything, and it belongs to my arsenal of fetishes. I'm applying my favorite black cherry chapstick as we speak. One of my deepest desires is to get my pussy eaten out with an ice cube-- obviously, with a dribble of cold water running down it to prevent burns.
Speaking of burns, something I haven't yet experienced is impact play. In spanking and paddling, I see a great potential for catharsis. The serenity and muscle relaxation that could come from surrendering and melting into a puddle on the ground, fills me with hope and wonder. I've started letting my bf spank me kind of often, but we haven't gone on to do bare red bottom play let-- I'm scared, but take me in
Believe it or not, I was more into fishnets when I was younger. I don't know, I think these days I just associate fishnets with lifestyle dominatrixes and that's just not me.. that I know of... but I can appreciate seeing a hot slut in a black shiny bustier and fishnets, the personality that [stereotypically?] goes with is out of my range of understanding. Prove me wrong. As conversation naturally progresses, make me feel like I can be a hot little vanilla slut in fishnets again
I once had my tongue pierced. I took it out due to not knowing much about piercings at the time, but intend to start over. My lifespan with the tongue ring was short lived (only two weeks), but I've often fantasized about the different sensations a tongue barbell could provide for oral. I've thought about splitting my tongue for this reason, but have religious reservations to it.
One of the first fetishes I've ever had that I recall is the sight of a beautiful, preppy, barbie-esque woman blowing bubbles with her pink bubble gum.. even better if she's wearing pink lipstick to match. Recently I've started to admire something that I never saw in myself-- fake tits in a skimpy latex dress. Well, I guess we all evolve.
Let's talk about my favorite thing-- I need to get fucked, on a blue velvet couch. When I imagine this, I am hanging upside down. Actually, my throat is getting fucked by my boyfriend or Dear Husband's cock whilst I hang upside down from this blue velvet fixture, my wrists are tied down with purple leather handcuffs. I think the fireplace may be close by, and the scent of the great outdoors (outside the patio, and through the window screens) and of the fireplace ash lingers by. Perhaps the throw of a small candle also projects into our vicinity. The lights are dimmed down close enough to pitch black, but just enough that I may revel in my blue velvet fetish.
I am not into foodplay in the feeder sense. But I think about getting fucked while slowly savoring fluffy cotton candy, or enjoying a rock candy stick, mesmerized by all its little crystals.
Before collars were in, I became enticed by silver dangly, almost dainty chokers. Charms fall down in asorted fashion, swaying their way with its wearer. These are not the bangle style chokers we see prominent today.
I remember vividly being 19 and discovering body chains. I would fantasize about what it would be like to feel sexy clad, down to a mere body chain, sitting like royalty on the throne of wherever it is that I may decide to land. At the time I was too shy as a curvy woman to take the reigns to do this, looking in retrospect I wish I had.. Will you bring that side out of me?
Caress me. Become attuned to my every erotic breath. Let me run my fishnetted legs up and down your package. Encourage me to buy that bustier, and make myself feel beautiful. Let me become my dream woman, for me, and for you. Lead me to the hot tub, and hold my hand while I step up the step. Turn the jets low enough yet high enough that they do not buzz against my body, they rumble against my body, turning me into a part of the ocean. If this is an orgy, maybe we hear the crackle of our friends holding sparklers whilst we decompress against the encompassing current of the hottub. Maybe we smell the smokey scent of them, too, and maybe, a little further down the road, we can smell the scent of burnt leaves in the distance.
Dress me up. Encourage me to take the leap and to explore my way with lingerie. Tell me what would look fantastic on me. Describe it in great detail, slowly, slowly, until I know exactly what these garments look like down to every last bell and whistle. What is the hardware made of? Is it lacey? Are there T-strings in my ass right now? Do you feeeel my fishnet feet rubbing up and down your leg as I tease you? Will you be receptive when I then bring it up towards your chin and give you a playful tap?
I am still discovering what kind of fishnets and lingerie look best on me, specifically. You may send me links of hosiery you believe would flatter me, for my body and my distinctive features specifically, along with an e-gift card for Amazon, Wacoal, Clare Bare, Etsy, Torrid, Any Department store (Nordstrom, Von Maur, Macy's, and Neiman Marcus are favorites, but I'd accept Sak's and smaller department stores, too), and any lingerie store, though I'm not super big on VS. I prefer organic textiles but it is not a limitation, but I DO highly prefer it to be at least somewhat sustainable. There are many such stores I'd still love to check out such as EcoIntimates, and honestly you can just search fishnets or organic lingerie and search around and find stuff that would look great on me, and send me a gift card with the link(s)! I'd also accept designer stores. I prefer quiet luxury but can make exceptions for something that is just a favorite or has pieces that would look show-stopping stunningly on me! (Go big or go home, lol)- there are a few favorite Agent Provacateur pieces at NM I'm eyeballing right nowI can't wait to get your very personalized mail!
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