Yes, yes and yes but no and no on the 2nd and 3rd.
Respect whoever is into those but that just rubs be me off the wrong way
I've read my share.
I'm not trying to get free advice for me. I was actually trying to get to know people here.
nerv
joined 4 months ago
Oh, I have. Erotica is my prefered genre and I've spent a good amount of money on bedside table books.
I'm calling that post comedy gold.
I know. Hence my surprise to make it a kink.
Vanilla as kink? What's that?
Done on the car hood and got it dented. Do not recommend. But it may have been a case of overenthusiasm.
Vore is one those that I simply don't understand. And I like to eat.
Hence my previous statement.
From you, I'd expect an entire master class to introduce the person to the concept.
I'm not into the idea of trying it; I'm tender.
By the way, just because I have the opportunity: you post great stuff but the power drill scene got my hair standing!
I get that numbing lube is a thing but I have to ask: WHY!?! Pain is there to tell you that is not what is good; try something else! Yikes!
Done this, with two different girls.
I remember this fetish had a high tide years ago.
Yogurt, strawberries, lattes, cookies... it was out there and alive. Pictures and videos, stories, the lot.bThen it faded away.
Not my thing, respect who enjoys it.
I worked some time in hospitality.
One event, there was a woman. She was one of those everyday looking girls. Her figure simply screamed feminine at me. Wide hips, a very generous cleavage, on the plump side. Far from stunning but very well dressed, tastefully, with light makeup.
She was wearing jeans but with high heels. Sitting at a table, legs crossed, a foot in the air, playing with her shoe on the tip of her toes. Completely engrossed in the conversation she was having but her foot was just casually yet deftly playing with that shoe.
I was tending a bar, so I had to keep my head level. My second head was more invested in that little show. My erection must have risen and subsided half a dozen times over the span of two hours.
And at some point, by some furtuitous chance, she locked her eyes on me as she kept dangling that damn shoe, smilling. I came in my underwear. No touch, no other stimuli besides that "private" show I created in my head.