It is the smiles that he so easily pulls from me. The laughs and the sighs that combine together. He gives that to me. He makes me feel alive.
Tag: Kink
Safe Space
Walking into that safe space with him, I know I will be in good hands. I see how he looks at me. I know that there are devilish things in his mind. That's ok. I also see other things in those eyes. I hear things in his voice. I feel the way he touches me… Continue reading Safe Space
Where Do You Start
When you finally get to have me, where do you start? What will you do to help you quench that thirst? How do you take from me to get what you need? Where do you see your hands going first? How will you touch me? How do you see your body claiming mine? Hands touching… Continue reading Where Do You Start
Sitting in my Mind
Someone asked me an anonymous question today about whether I masturbate to people I see online. The answer is not no, but it is not what you would think either. Words and faces are what go through my head most often. I have an image of things that are very intimate and domestic, more so… Continue reading Sitting in my Mind
Mothering
Today is one of those days that not everyone is happy and celebrating. I am a mother, but I do not spend every day appreciating that role. I feel some guilt, knowing I have taken on some of my mother's avoidant attachment styles. There is some generational trauma that I wish I could have broken.… Continue reading Mothering
Lisa Gray 