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Hi there! I'm a 28 year old married white BBW female in the Kansas City area. Now, half of you just jumped back when you saw the 'married' portion. Not to worry, my hubby and I have quite a unique relationship. He gets to play, and so do I. Sometimes we play together, but it's not a requirement. :D
I have to admit I'm very much into S&M (I'm more submissive sexually, but don't mind taking charge once in a while). However, if none of that makes your pants a little bit tighter, I'm also very open to kissing in dark alleyways and doorways and tearing clothes off for some hot sexual pleasure.
I'm also interested in meeting a female to explore a little bit with. I've wanted to kiss/fondle/etc a woman for a while now, and I hope someone can make that fantasy come true.
What kind of person am I looking for? Whether you're male or female, I love someone who is witty, flirtatious, and, of course, sexual and sensual (maybe a bit slutty, too. ) I prefer taller men, and smaller women, but that's negotiable. I sincerely enjoy spending time with someone who is intelligent and adept at holding a conversation. My rule of thumb is that, if you aren't confident in conversation, you won't be able to take charge when it comes to the "other stuff".
I'm for real, and very interested in getting to know you in a very intimate level.
Send me an email!
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Ramblings of an Artist
Just some thoughts, ideas... I'm not sure what all will fall into this little space.
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Story - Liberi
Monday, August 9, 2010
She slid into the seat beside mine while I waited for my dinner to be brought by one of the handsome young men waiting for tips in the restaurant that evening. Reaching for my drink nonchalantly, she smiled with her eyes as we looked at each other over the rim of the glass. I’d seen her a few times during my stay at the resort, but I honestly thought nothing about her beyond a slight twinge of desire for her curves the day I had seen her at the pool in her simple black and gold one piece.
“What are you doing at a place like this all alone,” she asked.
I answered her, mumbled something about my divorce and how I needed to get away, but all I recall is that her fingers had begun to caress my thigh lightly, and she was looking into my eyes, her teeth nipping her bottom lip hungrily. She took one of the grapes from my salad and as she placed it softly in her mouth, I could hear… I could feel? … the taut skins of the tiny fruit explode in her mouth. With a hint of a smile, she leaned in until our lips met, tongues joined, and desire slammed into us.
She stayed for dinner with me, but I barely remember what we ate, what we said, or who was near us, and I barely remember that she introduced herself as Vieve. By the end of the meal, my body was humming. As we ate, she would occasionally run the back of her hand up my side, or caress the curve of my breast with her thumbs, and I would shiver. I distinctly remember getting cold chills when she would stare into my eyes and slide her hand up my arm.
When the check was paid, she took my hand and kissed my palm, scraping her teeth over my hand, and leaving a wet trail where her tongue touched my wrist. I was sure she could feel my pulse hammering in my vein, and my breath caught as her mouth caressed my skin. She threaded her fingers with mine and pulled me towards a side exit.
We made it outside of the dining hall into the bright, warm afternoon, and she pressed me against the brick and bleached stucco, her lips on my neck, my hands in her thick black hair. Her fingertips danced up and down my thighs, under my skirt, to my underwear, and she tugged them off to lie on the ground. I didn’t even bother to pick them up.
By some work of magic, we made it to my room, and with the door shut our shirts came off, skirts were kicked aside in a frenzy of muttered curses and gasps as our teeth and fingers found pleasure in each other. We stood, wrapped in each other, in the doorway. With care, she pushed me into the closest chair, and kissed my knees, her breath hot and moist on my quivering thighs. My white knuckles gripped the arm of the chair, my head fell back, my mouth slightly parted, tongue wetting my suddenly dry lips.
Her tongue found me wet, so wet. Her fingers slid into me easily as her teeth bit my flesh, my hips rising to meet the thrust of her hands. She moaned at my desire. I looked down to her face, her dark eyes meeting mine, and with a growl I pushed up and tumbled with her to the bed, straddling her willowy frame.
Raising her hands above her head, I held them there, reaching with the other to cup her, parting her lips and forcing my fingers inside her. She moaned and arched her back; her breath ragged in my ear as I leaned close and bit her shoulder. She shuddered and I moved to her nipples, small puffy rosebud nipples, the tips hard and anxiously awaiting my mouth. I sucked her greedily, her taste tart and sweet at once.
We wrestled for some time that way, kissing, grinding, and thrusting against each other, until we cried out each other’s names with tears in our eyes, our faces glowing and our limbs stretched and tight. When she came, her head was thrown back, hair tousled and splayed on the white pillow like ink spilled on paper, and her fingers dug into the small of my back, holding me close to her.
Later, she sat smoking in the golden light of the window, a naked, hazy silhouette. Her feet were drawn in to her body, arms wrapped around her knees, and as my eyes swept over her and I reached for my camera, I couldn’t help but be thankful that I had chosen this place to stay.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
I'm so excited! I'm headed back to New York this week for a little bit of fun.
Origins - a story
Friday, April 9, 2010
*Please note, this is my personal intellectual property written for a special friend of mine. If you copy it, large, face eating dogs will hunt you down. Because that's stealing, and when you steal, that's bad.
He knocked, heart pounding, and palms damp. Hearing her move beyond the door, he struggled not to look down; he knew she was watching him through the peep hole. And then the chain slid, and the door opened.
She stood with her eyes on his, and there was a small smile on her lips. She took his hand, brought him into the room, and let the door shut behind them. Gently, she placed her hands on his shoulders and guided him to the wall of the tiny hallway. She still hadn’t spoken, and he had forgotten to try.
Her fingers moved over his neck, caressing his skin, and his eyes closed at her touch. He could feel the breath on his chest as she brought her face close, kissing him on the neck, her arms holding him now. The kisses were light, and landed randomly, and as she pulled back to look into his eyes, she smiled.
The air he had been holding was released in a long sigh and she reached up, pulling his face to hers, running her thumb across his lips. Her mouth replaced the finger, and she tasted him. Her tongue dipped into his mouth, the hold on him grew stronger, and she leaned into him. Enjoying herself, she let loose a small moan, and she felt his hand in her hair, clenched tightly.
Pulling back, she placed a finger on his lips, and instruction to be quiet, and removed his shirt, running her hands over his chest, stopping to tease his nipples, testing how ticklish he was, and where. Her hand was so pale against his dark skin, and it was beautiful. His pants followed, and he stood there bare in front of her.
She leaned into him, her mouth at his ear, and she whispered “On your knees”
He swallowed, and knelt before her in the middle of the room. Before he had time to settle, she brought her hand back and slapped him across the face. He rocked to the side, his cheek on fire, and warmth in his belly. His cock was hard, his nipples tight, and goose bumps rose on his arms as she walked around him to the dresser and took out a pair of cuffs and a set of nipple clamps attached on a chain. Raising his arms above his head, she clasped the metal around first one wrist, then the other. Then, chuckling as he gasped at the pain, she affixed the clamps.
Bringing a chair to rest facing him, she sat and crossed her leg in front of him.
“Kiss my toes, my beautiful boy.”
His mouth was on them before she finished the sentence. Bending slightly, he kissed her toes, running his tongue over the tops of her feet, and in between her toes. It was difficult; because of the handcuffs, he had lost some of his balance, and he struggled to please her and not fall over. Slowly she withdrew her foot, tangled her toes in the chain of the clamps, and tugged gently. He exhaled sharply through his teeth, and moaned a little as the pain increased.
Abruptly she withdrew her foot, and repeated the process with the other foot. She was delighted at how attentive he was, how well he responded to her caresses, and to the pain she gave him.
Leaning forward in the chair, she brought her face close to his, and laid her teeth on his lips, biting softly at first, and then harder, slipping a kiss in. He was so focused on this that he was startled by her hand on his cock. She stroked him gently, almost absently, and pulled again on the chain. His body shuddered at the overload of sensations.
Standing, she told him to get to his feet, and as he stood there in the middle of the room, she returned to the dresser to select a flogger and to retrieve the key for the cuffs. Removing the metal from his wrists, she massaged the creases they had left in his skin, and rubbed his shoulders as he brought his arms down to his sides.
“Face the wall, with your arms up.”
She ran her hands down his back, over his hips, gently kissing his shoulders, and then slipped a finger in between the chain again to tug wickedly. She giggled at his whimper of pain, and slapped his ass playfully as she moved to take her position behind him.
She swung rapidly, right and left, making sure to hit everywhere from his shoulders to his upper thighs. The strands would wrap around his side, between the cheeks of the butt that he had clenched tightly, and he would moan in pain. Her breath became heavy, a light sweat on her face appeared, and she continued on until she was satisfied.
The riding crop was like fire on his already warmed skin. Stripes appeared on his back, diagonal and horizontal, all the way to the tops of his buttocks. She would stop and caress his hot skin, and his body would sag against the wall.
When she had discarded the crop, she disrobed behind him. Gently, she pressed her body to his back, and removed the clamps. As the blood began to flow again in those sensitive peaks, she rubbed and caressed them, and turning him to her, lowered her mouth to them.
Taking his hands again, she pulled him towards the bed.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Anyone ever pulled it off successfully? I've had this fantasy for so long, but the technicalities are killing me...lol
The art of seduction
Saturday, February 13, 2010
I love spending time romantically with people, but I dislike doing it with 40 other couples in the same restaurant, you know what I mean? I like to be the couple in the corner making out while the families around us talk about work or try to get their kids to eat their peas or ask the waitress for a side of celery. I love being the couple that women look at wistfully as they juggle their car keys, coat, purse, and baby, remembering when she last sat in a diner with someone she wanted nothing more than to make out with.
Guys, save yourself the trouble.
Stay in with your lovely lady. Instead of spending 0 for dinner, spend the same amount on a good bottle of wine, some (good smelling!) massage oil, some great music, and cook some pasta for her. While you're waiting for the pasta, hold her close to you and run your hands through her hair, across her neck, down her sides, and whisper that you want to do so many very nice things to her.
And then make her wait.
Have dinner and wine, and after you're done, kiss her some more. I can NOT stress how important it is to be able to make a woman want to tear your clothes off with a good make-out session. Stop with the "peck peck peck" and put authority into the lips. She's spending tonight with you!
Once you get all hot and bothered (and hopefully half naked), make her wait again.
Use your massage oil that you picked out! Start at her back, and work your way down. Tease and seduce, but make her want more. Massage her legs and thighs, her feet, and let your hands wander and caress. If you have the control, you will impress her, and she will want you. A man in control gets what he wants.
Now, if you need help from there, you need more help than I can give you. *wink*
Enjoy your night. Make it memorable.
For mood music, I recommend:
Chet Baker: My Funny Valentine, Embraceable You, Time After Time
Miles Davis: Tenderly, Moon Dreams
Casaria Evora: Sodade
Ranjit Barot: Midnight Flute, Rainswept, The Garden of Maya
Unikrishnan: Lingaashtakam, Arthi
Dinesh: Om Namashivaya
You are an amazingly beautiful woman. I had a great time reading your blog. I would love to chat with you and learn more about you. If you get this soon, please find me in the chatrooms (LovenLarge) and hit me up. I hope you are well today and that you might be interested.
Added: Sunday, April 3, 2011 12:54pm
shoot, i meant to comment here but i left another e-mail, haha. it's cool...you look amazing in those photos. we should chat sometime.
Added: Friday, February 11, 2011 11:19pm
wow loved your ad !!ever come to Springfield.? Im often in KC would love to meet as I to love to be so very submissive at times. Please respond back
Added: Monday, January 10, 2011 9:03am
hmmm i though of an idea there needs 2 b a place in sex forums under read or post now 4 all the big sex bisexual women 2 hang out an post pictures of them selfs so that us guys can flirt with you women.
Added: Thursday, September 23, 2010 2:04pm
do you wear highheels if you like you can tell me what size of highheels that you wear an if you like you can go 2 sex forums where it says read or post now an click on that an go 2 big sex women an down till you my post shoe size go in there an you can post your shoe size an pictures of your highheels if you would like 2.
Added: Monday, September 20, 2010 11:40am
mmm i would love 2 wear your sexy panties an bend you over an bang that sexy ass of your.
Added: Sunday, September 19, 2010 7:37am
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