In The Light Of The Moon ~ a masturbation masquerade

You nervously knocked at the door, but were reassured by your Lady's mischievous smile, as she welcomed you in.  She would make certain that your concerns were appeased, as she promised in her recent invitation to you of a new adventure.  The invitation read:

Miss J.F. wrote that this would be an unusual event to harness the erotic power of the Full Moon.  The invitation list would include only her well-established friends who particularly enjoy activities under her tutelage, that could include bondage, blindfolds/masks, cbt, discipline, domination, and forced bi.  You trembled with excitement, thinking about the possibilities.  You had expressed your desires to your Lady about just exactly those things.  But being recognized was a deep-seated fear.  What if someone from work recognized you.  Just the thought of being discovered brought panic to your mind, scrambling your thoughts.

As you spoke privately later by phone with Miss J.F., she assured you that for those who harbored these very real fears, she had the perfect solution.  It would be very simple to arrange for arrivals to be spaced out, giving each person a moment to enter The Manor, and choose a seat for the adventure to come, placing a blindfold over the face until all had arrived.  If total anonymity was requested a full mask would suffice throughout the entire evening.  You could almost hear Miss J.F. grinning wickedly as she reminded you that she would secure you...or a part of you... in some fashion as well.

You laughed nervously and asked "What if...", but she interrupted to say that all safety measures, personal boundaries, and consensuality protocols would be her priority, in order for all to participate comfortably.  You knew this to be true, for in all the times you had visited her Chamber, even when an additional Domme or sub were invited, you always felt safe, but still dying with excitement.  So now, as you climbed the stairs to the Chamber, you grinned with crazy anticipation.  You were the first scheduled to arrive, and knew that you would have the opportunity to hear others arriving and being directed in the same way.  You suspected that others would be voyeuristic too, and that excitement was also fueling your fire.  

Once in the Chamber, she whispers, "Now, it is time.  I am going to peel off your clothing, revealing you to everyone who comes into this space.  You will be heard by all, seen by some, and definitely watched by me as I tease and tantalize you.  I will demand you follow my instructions, and take great pleasure to see how each and every one of my guests responds for me tonight,....in the light of the moon."

I KNEW it was going to be a good day!

The Northwest Chocolate Festival is happening this weekend!

 

If you love chocolate and its aphrodisial properties,

you won't want to miss this event.

 

The only thing better than this morning when I woke up

listening to this song...

 

 

...would be waking up with you and

planning for a chocolate adventure this weekend..

 

 

...and having you paint my nipple with chocolate.

 

Wouldn't you agree?

 

YUM



Reaching For The Moon

The enchantment of the moon tugs at the heart strings of those who are open to a magical life.

Here is a lovely haiku from such a person.  

How fortunate I am to have such an admirer ~

Haiku for an August Moon

– dedicated to Miss Joy

sleep was evasive

the moon so bright and so close

it enlivened me

on my deck I watched

the shadows of evergreens

the moon a spotlight

awash in moonlight

the open bedroom window

pulls the beams to me

awakening to

accept the last of night's gift

I am now renewed

by Mars Laurent

Listen to this lovely song sung by Lizz Wright, 
a luscious voice like velvet sliding sensuously over your body.

Now imagine the velvety touch of my nipples as they stroke your back, 

followed by the silky strands of my hair.

Is your skin tingling now?  Slow down your breath and sink deeper into bliss.

Relax and renew your mind, body, and spirit

under my healing touch.

I'll be reaching for the moon with you.

***"If I'm lucky...You're ready for me!"***

(Yes, I figured I'd just join the rest of the world and share my own selfie, though admittedly, I take 98% of my own pictures anyway.)

Here I am indulging in one of my favorite activities.  

Lounging in the Secret Garden.

Whether that is while I am sharing my special space with you 

and reveling in the blue sky above and cool breezes caressing our bodies, 

whilst exploring the pleasures of our natural state of being...

Or if my Sensual Domme persona, Miss J.F., takes over 

and has you tied up to the cherry tree pushing you to the edge

and back again with the earthiest tie and tease you'll ever experience 

or serving me in oh so many delicious ways...

*I'd consider myself lucky to share your company.

I'm ready and I sure hope you're ready for me!*

*A small tribute to Charlie Haden and his album, Sophisticated Ladies

with Melody Gardot singing "If I'm Lucky"

and 

Johnny Winter with Muddy Waters in "I'm Ready"*

What a sad week with the loss of two great musicians.

May Charlie and Johnny rest in peace.

Pushing Buttons

28 Ways to be a Better Lover

A month long celebration of love, romance, and spicy connections.

 

 Day 12 - A Magic Touch

I have been blessed to possess a body that is highly sensitive and multi-orgasmic.  I'm one huge erogenous zone!  I love to have my hot buttons pressed, but it takes a magic touch and finding someone who truly listens to my cues and watches my body for responses.  Of course, I know exactly how to press my own buttons.

Now, just because I said I love to have my hot buttons pressed does not mean to treat anything like a button.  I am much like most women I know, and cannot handle direct stimulation on my clitoris, much like the glans of a penis after orgasm, or even on my nipples.  

Here are the basics:

Genitals are not an elevator button that can just pushed repeatedly with hopes to get results. 

Nipples are not radio knobs.  

Mouths....well, think back to the first posting of this month long topic to 'The Art of Kissing' and re-consider what might be hot to do with a tongue from the get go.  

In fact, consider thinking of the whole body as being an erogenous zone and not just 'the pink parts.  There may be other zones that are begging to be spoiled, and by exploring you will find all those magic places.

Think circular movements and variations in pressure, direction, and motion, and the attention to cues and responses to be most successful.

And last, but not least, ask what feels good!  Experiment and have fun!

I love expanding 'my magic touch' abilities and find it particularly exciting to discover my lover's hot buttons.  It's a treat to encourage them to completely relax and melt under my full attention with a slow and soothing touch that elicits signs, moans, and gasps.

Wouldn't you love the magical touch of a feminine presence devoted to uplifting you to a new awareness?  Imagine developing your touch and intuitive skills to drive your lover wild.  And if you'd like we can practice together to find each other's hot buttons.

 

A Subject Near And Dear To My Heart

Breasts,
they hold a fascination for many of us.
All shapes and sizes are beautiful in my humble opinion.

Makes you just want to reach out and.....I know, this is where you gentlemen must exercise great powers of restraint!

Then there are the responses, many and varied, to a touch. Whether it be in the form of pleasurable exploration from 'self',  familiar roaming fingers, or a sizzling stranger exploring.  

A gentle caress, a firmer squeeze, a light flicking of an erect nipple can send one right over the edge, depending on how well one's partner attunes to responses and has built up a sense of longing.

~~~

Now for a more serious nature. 

This is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. 

I prefer to call it Breast Health Awareness in order to be pro-active, for early detection saves lives. 
Please consider making a plan with your female partner to educate yourselves on self-testing and mammograms. Next time you share a shower or are resting beside each other, lovingly offer an extra pair of hands. It's an incredible way to do something that needs to be done on a regular basis - trust me!

 

(As my dear friend and I positioned ourselves and were finally satisfied to snap the picture this morning, we were both moved beyond words with thoughts of the pain and agony those who do face this surely must endure. We could only imagine and held each other quietly and tenderly for some time afterward.)

On a personal level...I feel very grateful that I, my immediate family, and friends have not been diagnosed with breast cancer. I love being a woman, having a womanly shape, curves, hormones, and flows of nature, and certainly a healthy, active sexuality. I feel very grateful that there are those who find me desirable and teach me about intimacy, as I explore this unique adventure.