Things I Looove Thursday

‘Expansion’ By Paige Bradley

From the moment we are born,
the world tends to have a
container already built for us
to fit inside: A social security
number, a gender, a race,
a profession or an I.Q. I ponder
if we are more defined by the
container we are in, rather than
what we are inside. Would we
recognize ourselves if we could
expand beyond our bodies?
Would we still be able to exist
if we were authentically
‘un-contained’?

Paige Bradley

Tummy Looove

Does Empathy Make Us Orgasmic or Do Orgasms Give Us Empathy?

A paper published this month in the Journal of Adolescent Health turns our attention to a much under researched area of sexual health; pleasure. Specifically the authors, Adena Galinsky and Freya Sonenstein from the Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health used data collected by the National Longitudinal Study of Adolescent Health, and examined associations between individual reporting on sexual pleasure and self-reports of autonomy, self-esteem, and empathy.

 Looove

The Andro-Aperture Project

Andro-Aperture is a mini-crusade for the appreciation of male beauty in all its forms- sexy men, sexy male, and sexy trans-masculine bodies of all kinds. There aren’t enough images shot for female appreciation, so I want to explore and discuss what defines (and defies) a female gaze.

Marina Abramovic / This Calls To My Scorpio Side / All Of Them
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(Radio announcer’s voice)
Was die Attentäter betrifft, die in Berlin den Anschlag auf die Deutsch-Arabische Gesellschaft verübt haben, ist die Polizei einen Schritt weiter gekommen. Die jetzt nach dem Anschlag…

They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I’m coming now, I’m coming to reward them
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I’m guided by a signal in the heavens
I’m guided by this birthmark on my skin
I’m guided by the beauty of our weapons
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I’d really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station?
I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those

Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you’re worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me, but you don’t have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I don’t like your fashion business mister
And I don’t like these drugs that keep you thin
I don’t like what happened to my sister
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I’d really like to live beside you, baby …

And I thank you for those items that you sent me
The monkey and the plywood violin
I practiced every night, now I’m ready
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I am guided

Ah remember me, I used to live for music
Remember me, I brought your groceries in
Well it’s Father’s Day and everybody’s wounded
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin
- Leonard Cohen
First We Take Manhattan

David LaChapelle / Got Milk Indeeed

Was Shakespeare A Pothead?

#CleavageFriday

My New Writing Cafe / T Bridge / Shoreditch

Bompas & Parr / Jelly Mongers

Frisky And Mannish / They ‘Tit Around W Pop Songs’

Love Lust & Light
♥
R
Rubyyy Jones

On Twitter @rubyyyjones
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Wet Wednesday

Hellooo Lovers

So Much To Do Todayyy
Have My BURLEXE Moment Happening This Evening!
What An Outstanding Line Up:
Jo King!
Kiki Kaboom!
Fancy Chance!
Luna Rosa!

These Ladies Will B Joining T Stars Of Burlexe
For An Evening Of Theatre & Spectacular!

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Blast From T Past…

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I Think I’m N Love W My Radio
June 29th, 2009 By Almost Annonymous

I was walking along the sunny canal
Feeling my goddess energy
Radiating health, sex and love

I see a man approaching me on a bike
He is what I imagine MJ would look like
If he was never famous
If he was still black and unaltered
If he was still alive
Rough But Symetrical Face
Ripped Lean Body

I can see him looking at me
But not staring or ogling
So I keep the pleasant expression fixed on my face
Breathe
And remind myself to be present

His face is almost out of my view
As he coasts past me
And I hear him
Almost under his breath
But it carries
Because he has one of those growly, dark voices

And this all happened in the matter of 3 – 5 seconds

He says ‘Nice Tits’
It was such a strong sexual moment
His words hit me with such force
My breath was caught

Then…
I immediately felt the blood rush to my clit
And my lips, both sets, flush
A smile spread across my face

This is the wonder of fantasy life
The fantasies you can only have and love in your mind

The next 10 or so minutes of my walk
Were devoted to what would’ve happen in my sex dimension
The alternate reality I live in
Where all interaction happens through sex

He would pass me on his bike
‘Nice Tits’ he’d spit
Before he grabbed me by my hair
And slammed me against cold, soft steel bars
No unwanted pain in fantasy

People on bikes, on walks
Pass us casually
As his mouth devours my cunt
As his cocoa cock fucks me
As his dirty hands move from my clit to my mouth

No condom
No lube
No kissing

I would stumble home
Legs still vibrating
My thighs wet with sweat and a strangers come
Smiling

Mmmmmmmmondayyy

In the meantime
My search for a playmate continues
I’m finding men are more responsive to me
When I wear less makeup and hair
It’s interesting!

Plus ‘No Makeup Summer’ is for me
Any unexpected reaction is a bonus
It’s nice to feel like people are seeing the real ‘me’
And it makes me realize how much makeup changes my face
How it changes symetry, shapes, perception

Life is moving rapidly
Gotta shake off this dusty ‘me’
Nothing a little…sun
fruit
mediation
orgasm
writing
photography
flowers
…can’t take care of

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Ghost Of Art Class Past
June 26th 2010 By Almost Annonymous

Sketch By Pete Emslie
Accomplished Animator/Artist
Friend From My College Life Drawing Daysss
I’m tryin to lighten up
I need liftin up

Warmer weather
Brings us all to green and open spaces
Flesh in the open air
Hearts pounding through thin skin
Mighty sun, stronger now
We are children as we spit and tumble and dip
Staying out past our bedtimes
Heavy heads and hearts off to bed

My time of anonymity is coming to an end

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Captain
June 29th 2011 By Rubyyy Jones

Everything Is Just
So
Hot Right Now
It Hurtsss
You, W Your Tender Deep Fucking & Soul Shaking
You, W Your Wailing Sweetest Heart, Bringing Out T Boy Me.
With You, I Click & Gush Under Your Fingers
Surrender To Your Gaze, Your Kiss.
With You, It’s Hot And New And Safe
And I Went From Twelve To Sixteen To Now
Through Gentle Teaching & Shuddering & Tarot.
And Then There’s You, Again Hello
Who Taught You To Kiss Like That?
Thank Her For Me
Don’t Tell Me What To Do.
And I Miss You
I Miss You So Hard And Wide And Still
Our Worlds Are Growing Closer
And I’ve Got To Grow A Thicker Skin
Nurture A Stronger Mind
Return To A Playful Heart
Needing Touch Is Not T Worst Thing
To Need
As Long As You Need Your Own
You Were My Captain Once
For A Few Days You Steered My Life
I Clung To You, Gilded Cords Bound My Heart To Your Face, Your Soft Smile
I Cracked Under You And Released Lifetimes Of Darkness
You Filled Me And You Sealed Me W Light
Of Course I’ll Always Love You.
So W You And You And You And You
I Find A Balance With And Within
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Click T Pic For This Weeks #Captain Entries

And Check Out T Wanton Ones…


http://wantonwednesday.dangerouslilly.com/

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Love Lust & Light
♥
R
Rubyyy Jones

On Twitter @rubyyyjones
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Love Lust & Lit

Hi Loversss

It’sss Wednesssday

So Far, N My Life, Wednesday Is T Best Day

I’ll B Bringing You Ample Wetness ASAP!

N T Meantime I Want To Send You Over To For Books Sake…

For Books’ Sake is an intelligent but irreverent website featuring books by and for independent women, including news, reviews, features and interviews.

…Where You Can Check Out T First Of My Monthly Erotica Review

I Did A Little Writing About Yes Ma’am By Kay Jaybee

Let Me Know What You Think Lovaaas
Leave A Comment Over At For Boooks Sake

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Love Lust & Light
♥
R
Rubyyy Jones

On Twitter @rubyyyjones
On Tumblr Rubyyyjones

Sisterhood

Hi Loversss

Just A Quick One About Some Fun I’m Having Tomorrow Evening W…

I Will B Attending One Of Their Salons, On Wine
There May B Some Tickets Left!… Here Are T Details
Get In Touch!

AN EVENING OF MERRY SENSORY ADVENTURES
WITH THE DIVINE FRUIT OF THE VINE
WINE TASTING SALON 

Date:       Tuesday, 28 June, 2011
Time:       7:30pm to 10:00pm (Arrivals From 7:00pm)
Tickets:       £20 Online/On The Door
Location: The Old Crown Public House (Second Floor Lounge)

              33 New Oxford Street, London WC1A 1BH

So if you’re a woman over 18, perhaps I will see you there!

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Love Lust & Light
♥
R
Rubyyy Jones

On Twitter @rubyyyjones
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Things I Looove Friday

Because Making These Always Makes Me Happyyy

Click T Pic For More Samples Of Gerda Wegener‘s Work
A Sensual Artist / A Fascinating Life
Married To Lile Elbe, Artist, Muse & Trans Woman
One Of T First To Receive Male to Female Sex Assignment Surgery
Gerda Worked For Vogue, La Vie Parisienne, Fantasio

My Artist, Self Portrait
No. Words.

Cyd Charisse
Fred Astaire
Smooth Criminal’s Inspiration
Everyone In This Is Ridiculousssly Talented
Everyone

Anne Francis
Star Of Screen Big & Small
Featured N T Rocky Horror Lyrics
First Female Detective Character Named Show

Click T Pic For More Details On April Flores’ Sola
A 45 Minute Collection Of 5 Films Of Gorgeous Solo Fucking
ME WANT!
Scenes & Costuming Sound Sumptuous
And I Love T Intimacy Of T Creative Process
N Partnership, Carlos Batts & April Have Created This Piece

Cyd Charisse
W John Brascia & Lilianne Montevecchi
Sung By Sammy Davis Jr

Christina Ricci
By Daniele & Iango

Striptease Series By Stormy Artist
Muse / Rubyyy Jones

Dear Poly…

Hi Lovers

What A… What A Weeek…

I’m feeling and thinking a lot of things lately and, as I’ve mentioned in previous blogs, I’m finding it tricky to allow myself the space to write and express my feelings and thoughts because they are changing so quickly…and frankly because anyone I write about/mention directly or indirectly, I don’t like the idea of them attaching too much to any singular expression. I write in the moment, I’m getting better at living that way too. Basicallyyy, I annoyed, hurt and alarmed peoples I care about with my last blog. I used a charged moment and selfishly chose to write ‘whatever the fuck I want’. Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s my blog and I willl write whatever the fuck I want, but I want to be a graceful and a fair communicator and I could’ve done better.

I want to take this time to write a little letter…

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I wanted to take a moment to write to you, I hope you will read this.
I want to ask for your forgiveness for my behavior last week.
We’ve been friends for awhile now, and it’s been a challenging task to get to know you on a new level.
It’s never been easy between us, but I like to think we’ve always had respect for each other and we’ve always made it work, in a space where we both felt safe and heard. Which is why I feel so badly, for denying you that respect, for layering on to you all the dysfunction of bad communication, sensitive hearts and too soon. So much of what I’ve been unhappy with lately wasn’t brought on by you, it was simply highlighted by you and I know the weight of that role in life.

You’ve brought me so many wonderful people and experiences, thank you. I’ve been dealing with a heart heavy week and being with lovers Hamilton and BBB reminds me just how beautiful you are. They’re both treasures in my life and they’re in my life because of you. I want us to be closer, as lovers or friends we’ll just wait and see; lets continue to give each other the tenderness and sweetness we both deserve.

Thank you for your patience and gentle generosity. I can’t express just how much that has taught me, how much it means to me.

Love & Light

♥
R

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And Thank You To You Too Lovers

You Are A True Blessing

Love Lust & Light
♥
R
Rubyyy Jones

On Twitter @rubyyyjones
On Tumblr Rubyyyjones

Poly & Me

Polyamory (from Greek πολύ [poly, meaning many or several] and Latin amor [love]) is the practice, desire, or acceptance of having more than one intimate relationship at a time with the knowledge and consent of everyone involved.

Polyamory, often abbreviated to poly, is sometimes described as consensual, ethical, or responsible non-monogamy. The word is occasionally used more broadly to refer to any sexual or romantic relationships that are not sexually exclusive, though there is disagreement on how broadly it applies; an emphasis on ethics, honesty, and transparency all around is widely regarded as the crucial defining characteristic.

“Polyamorous” can refer to the nature of a relationship at some point in time or to a philosophy or relationship orientation (much like gender or sexual orientation). It is used as an umbrella term that covers various forms of multiple relationships; polyamorous arrangements are varied, reflecting the choices and philosophies of the individuals involved
via WIKIPEDIA

Poly, Poly, Poly…

Sighhh

I was asked recently, if I ‘identify’ as poly; at the time I answered:

I Wouldn’t Say I Do And I Wouldn’t Say I Don’t.

Majority of relationships/lovers I have been involved with over the last two years have been poly situtations in various forms. I’ve also learned that being defined as poly is not synonmous with having mulitple partners but more an emphasis on openness and acceptance; good to know. Then perhaps you could say I am…

After frolicking open hearted into the experience on a new level with Flynt, I’m just not sure what I believe/feel/am anymore. It was Flynt who asked me the poly question and his answer, currently, would be a deeply rooted ‘yes’. Poly is who he is, what feels right in him and it’s been wonderful to have a guide in him and my lover, Hamilton. In previous situations, I had space between me and my partner’s partners. With Samurai, I didn’t know their names and I never knew what any of them looked like or what they loved or what they knew and when I saw him, it was just us.  With BBB, he was married (open relationship) and though I knew of his wife and she knew of me, never did we all sit and have a meal together or even share passing conversation on the phone. So… That’s my previous poly experience up until a month or so ago… Then in true Rubyyy fashion I just dived right in

My first true poly interaction came on the night of the Erotic Awards; Flynt and I were to meet Bunny (Flynt’s gf) and her date (lover?) for a little socializing and whatnot before heading off for a night of debauchery and dedicated sexiness. I was horrified to be informed 10 minutes before our meet up, that Bunny’s date would not be attending and the three of us would heading to the awards together. I was pissed off and terrified. Why did this change anything? Well, mainly it was that I was prepared for the idea of a little separation, baby steps but ohhh no! No baby steps for you Rubyyy Jones! I wasn’t scared to meet Bunny, I’d met her; she seemed nice and sweet and all, I was more afraid of the unknown.

Flynt and I had discussed boundaries for the evening and I had decided initaly that I wanted it to be us two but the more I thought about it, the more I thought: I would be so sad if I attended an event where Flynt was and I wasn’t allowed to kiss him or hold him, even to say ‘Hello’. So after careful consideration, I decided I would be happy for everyone to be free and loving on the night; meaning Flynt and Bunny could do like lovers do, and I would be free to do the same.

So here comes the unknown; how was I going to feel to see my brand new lover (this was our second fucking date) kissing and holding another. I was so nervous before she arrived I could hardly speak; I felt if I opened my mouth I was going to be sick. It wasn’t her, it was the situtation going against everything I’ve been wired to know and feel. Would I feel angry when they kissed? Would I want to rip them apart and scream? Would I be turned on? Would I feel sad or hurt and want to cry? The not-knowingness of it all was vomit inducing… I’m happy to report the evening was fine and when I saw Flynt kiss her (and several other ladiesss) I felt nothing but curiousity and the occasional flash of warmth, knowing how it feels to be looked at, like that, by him. Not to mention I spent most of the evening free to flit between my lover Flynt, one of the sexiest motha fuckers I know and the absolutelyyy deliciousss Hamilton, my cherry and ivory lovaaa…

Mmmm So It Has It’s Upsides

It Has Many Sides

Who knew that the downsides would be so loopy and confusing and emotional? I guess I did, or I should have known, but I haven’t experienced the moments, the scenarios, I tried so hard not to anticipate in the moments I anticipated them. Jealousy. Anger. Fear. They’ve all come up, never when I expected. I didn’t anticipate burning throats, Wetherspoons ego circus, an almost-stranger’s tears at midnight, Geminis and being afraid to kiss his lips.  It’s been challenging because it took away some of the ‘shiny’ between Flynt and I, for me. Though I care for him deeply, feel love for him, I wish we could’ve had a longer sorta fun flirty beginning; navigating several egos and hearts and schedules is fucking tedious. And boring. And… Sighhh It’s fine. It’s just not fun.

I Don’t Need Serious N My Love Life Right Now

Not Ever

Is That Too Much To Ask?

I like all the talking, the communicating, the openness. I’m confused and muddled and shaky on a few parts too. So, if you asked me to answer today, if I identify as poly or not; my answer would be:

I Wouldn’t Say I Do And I Wouldn’t Say I Don’t.

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Love Lust & Light
♥
R

Rubyyy Jones

On Twitter @rubyyyjones
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Sinday

Hello Loversss

Sorry to have been a bit quiet this week! It has been a combination of busy and feeling a bit…confined. Or… Um Sometimes it feels tricky to write about my life because I know it is being read and so much of my writing includes how I feel and feelings change so muchhh…

Ahhh Well finding space!

This week in Sinday I’m treating you to a lil pic of goodies I won at a Sh! event. It was an evening organized by Whatsername, featuring incredible art & photography nominated for Erotic Awards, and amazing live readings from some of the sexiest sauciest writers around! We had to send a text with our naughtiest nothings; here was my winning sext…

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Fuck Me
Fuck Me
Wet & Hard
Fuck Me
Fuck Me
Dirty & Dry
Fuck Me
Fuck Me
Into Screaming Space
Until I’m Spraying & Squirting
All Over Your Face

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Love Lust & Light
♥
R

Rubyyy Jones

On Twitter @rubyyyjones
On Tumblr Rubyyyjones

Wet Wednesday

Hello Looovers

Welcome To Wednesday / I Hope It’s A Wet One For You!

My life has been pretty wet lately with flowing emotions, juices and gin. Contemplating a little detox but having too much fun. Fluidity remains a theme in my present life; keeping me open to change, the unexplored, to all possibilites. Fluidity and flexibility are my spiritual tools of choice today and I’m learning so much of that has to do with trust. In myself. In the order of things. In what I know.

What are your tools today?…

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On To T Smut!

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PRACTICE

She had been in the spreader bar for over an hour, fastened above her knees, thighs wide spread, her hips were shaking from the effort and the steady stream of orgasm. Deftly rolling over, she sought relief on her tummy. Relaxing into the rhythm of her own measured breathing, she took deep breaths, filling her lungs and finally allowing her hips to release, a wave of calm passed through her. She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing the oxytocin in her blood and brain to lull her and just as she was about to slip into sleep she was pulled back into the room with the sound of his footsteps. Fresh from the shower, she heard him move to the kitchen, his bare feet pressing into the hardwood, and after the sound of a few cupboards opening and closing, he made a circle down the corridor back to the bedroom. She kept her eyes closed, her ears focused on him, everything else focused on her breath. He chuckled as he came into the room and shut the door behind him. She didn’t stir or open her eyes, she continued breathing into her aching hips and listening. Suddenly there was no sound but her breathing. He was no longer moving, or not that she could hear. She was fighting the urge to open her eyes when his hand came down hard across her exposed sex. From the way she was spread, the spank reverberated through her ass and exhausted pussy and she let out a long moan. He spanked again in the same spot and left his hand there, gently pressing circles to relieve the sting. ‘You’ve done enough moaning tonight my love’ he said, breaking his silence. He was standing next to her and must be leaning over the bed, with her eyes still closed, she agreed with a ‘MmHmm’ The spank came down again. ‘So because you’ve had enough of that, you’re not allowed to make a sound’ He paused to let the new rule sink into Rubyyy’s head and clit. She half giggled and whimpered at the new game and a harder spank interrupted her, ‘perhaps I didn’t make myself clear Rubyyy, you are not to make a sound’ and he throttled her several times in a row, daring her to break and give into this thudding pleasure. He left his hand over the stinging marks, gently massaging the pain into sweet pain. He crossed the room, and quickly returned. She could hear, from the drawer opening, that he was getting some little fun toy from their collection. Pressing his lips into the blushed skin, he moved on to the bed, on his hands and knees. Lightly kissing over her pink cheek, he massaged the other with his hands, enjoying the heated and unending flesh. Then with a small growl in the back of his throat he clenched her cheeks with both hands as he began licking over clit, cunt and ass. Long, slow, deep, slippery licks, over and over until she broke. He pulled away quickly and she felt the thwack of their heart shaped paddle, covering one half of her heart shaped ass. He followed with 2 more sharp smacks, and she bit her lip to stop the sound threatening to burst from her. He flipped the paddle to the softer side, gentle fur relieving the rising tissue, giving her a moment to catch her breath. Teasing her a little more, he returned to the smooth leather and began lovingly spanking her precious clit. Rapid, sweet taps charging her up, that had her struggling hard against the spreader bar. She had never had an orgasm just from spanking and it seemed that one was only too near. Rubyyy let out a long, aching moan, knowing she would be punished, she practically screamed to let all her building lust out. He did not break his rhythm, tapping up into her pink, there was no punishment for the broken rule. Thinking she was perhaps free to moan and whisper, that he would make an exception for her come, she breathed deep into a groan of his name. Arching her back and heaving, he pulled the paddle away and planted two thick slaps upon each cheek. This time she let out a growl of frustration and longing. He pulled back the toy and said ‘I thought you’d had enough moaning to tide you over, don’t you remember what happens when you break the rule Rubyyy?’ ‘I remember!’ she barked, she was angry at being pulled out of her orgasm, muscles exhausted and wanting release. He rubbed the paddle over her lower back, her hips, her thighs, the faux fur against her skin melting her frustration, pulling her back into her almost orgasm. ‘You can come all you want my darling,’ he whispered, now kissing her rosey bum ‘but you have to follow the rules’. Helping her to move on to her back, then rubbing the softness of the paddle up over her tummy, lightly tapping her hardened nipples. They gazed at each other for a few moments, as he continued tapping her breasts, the pressure building with each tap. Taking her left breast in his hand, he gripped the fullness, puffing up her charged sex nipples. She watched his face grow hungry and he took a few moments to devour her ivory tit, crushing the other with lust. His tongue swirling over and around her centers she matched his furious pace with slick fingertips on her clit. Her hips began to buck and rise as he sucked long and hard her whole breast. Filling his mouth with as much flesh as he manage, he picked up the paddle again and softly tapped the leather to her exposed nip. Quickly changing to gorge himself on this aching lump, he spanked her now glistening and flushed left breast. Her hands gripped her inner thighs, as she arched into his pleasure punishment and forgot all about her rising come. Rubyyy’s legs were straining against her bonds, the bindings bolt rattling, the leather cutting into her legs as she widened and opened to the intense sensation running from her mastered nipples to her buzzing cunt. She could feel herself gushing with each flick of fabric against her full rack, as he moved to tapping each breast; back and forth, over nipples and fleshy side curves. Just when she feeling on the edge of tears, long moans held behind closed lips, he abandoned the paddle and fondled her with both hands, kissing her face and neck. Leaving her gasping for a moment, he paused to cover his palms with oil. Their little sex table was always in reach. He gracefully swirled it into her rosy flesh and sat beside her smiling as she relaxed into the sensation, the silky release of his hands lightly moving across her heated skin. She was again focusing on her breathing and although she felt shaky and close to tears, she felt alive and horny. Realizing she was still gripping her inner thighs, she released her tensed fingers. The snap of her skin was just enough to send her clit humming again, and she quickly moved to join her hands with his. Rubbing the oil into her breasts and up over his beautiful hands, they gazed at each other again. She wanted to break the rules and ask him to fuck her, to fill her but she tried to will him with kisses and then slowly reached to stroke his cock instead. Teasing him, she ignored the sensitive head and lips and trailed up and down his shaft, lubing him lightly then gripping harder as she pumped him several times. She watched him falter for a moment, lost in touch but he smiled and brushed her hand away. ‘One moment angel’ he said, almost under his breath, and grabbed the paddle once more. He trailed the fur, down her tummy and up and over her mound and pausing there, he flipped to the cool leather and did slow circles through her hair. He let the paddle dip down to cover her clit and he continued pressing circles into her, light, firm and slow. She let her hips begin to rock again, grinding into him, the urge to come overwhelming her as she breathed in deep the moans she wanted to release. He started tapping her lightly, lighter than before and she was so charged that she bucked at each kiss from the paddle. He came down harder and started massaging the plump flesh of her mound, squeezing and kneading, sending waves of pleasure through her hips and pussy. The sound behind her lips rang in her head, as she writhed and whimpered and fondled her tits, grabbing them hard, as she fought to come. She felt the gush begin again, her juices soaking her lips, making the leather slap with more sting. He stopped his punishment and moved in front of her, on his hand and knees again, he kissed her inner thighs. He leaned forward and he filled his mouth with her clit, sucking it back, as rubbed his tongue slowly over her. The wetness spreading out, over her ass, the scent of her sex filling the air, mingling with the smell of him and sweat. He sucked relentlessly on her petite hard on, her hands gripped his hair and a groan ripped from her body. He continued working his mouth, moaning softly now, up and down, as he played in her velvet pussy, opening her to allow the fluids to spill out and all over his fingers. He pressed 2 fingers inside her as he sat back and smiled, it took all her restraint not to fuck her hips into his fingers, especially when she saw his engorged dick, beautiful and straight, she instinctively reached for her clit. ‘Don’t think because I want to fuck you,’ he dipped his fingers deep, ‘and I really want to fuck you right now, that I’m going to forget the rules Miss Jones’ He stroked her vagina again, three times as the new pleasure overtook her and she shivered with delight. Taking up the paddle, he soaked the faux fur, rubbing it into her, painting it with juices and slipping out of her pussy, he wiped his fingers on the black fabric. ‘You broke the rules Rubyyy’ he reminded her and she quickly moved to shield her clit, she was lightly panting and aching to be fucked some more. ‘Please’ she said, almost on an exhale, arching and flexing her back, her hips burning again. He moved quickly across the room to their toy chest, opened the drawer and pulled out a wide blindfold. She was squeezing and releasing her thighs, grabbing and twisting the flesh to relieve the tension in every part of her. He moved to the head of the bed and lifting her hair, he tied the fabric tight over her eyes. She was shut out of the room, the blindfold reached her hairline and covered the apples of her cheeks. She squinted as the bottom was lifted, the fabric stretching as the handle of the paddle slid up her nose and over her forehead. The plush wetness of the paddle fur, soaked in her own sex juices, covered her mouth and nose. She breathed deep, her scent filling her nostrils and her brain as he adjusted the blindfold, putting her back into darkness. With each breath, the smell of her salty sweet self bloomed. As she continued to gasp, calming her rising come, she grew drunk on her heady pussy perfume. The darkness brought her focus back even more intensely, to her burning hips and clitoris. He leaned in and began kissing along her jaw, the only part of her face peeking out from the mask he had made. He kissed a long line around her face and stopped at her exposed ear lobe. Nibbling lightly and sucking the soft flesh over his tongue, he whispered between bites “I’m jealous of you Rubyyy. I’d love to wear a mask soaked in you and I’d love to smell you all over and around me as I come.” Rubyyy moved to touch herself and he gently held her wrist “I don’t think so sweet one. You’ve broken the rules too many times. Now only I get to decide how and where you are touched” She sucked in a breath, almost moaning again when she was hit with a fresh wave of cunt. Her emotions began to skate between delirium and reticence; thinking, perhaps she could outlast his willpower, coax him into a fuck frenzy or maybe she would refuse to give into his touch, hold back her orgasm until he begged her to finish herself. Just as these brave thoughts were swirling through her head, she felt him wiggle one finger under the paddle and into her mouth. She sucked on him slowly before biting him hard. He laughed sweetly at her impetutousity, it was one of the parts of her that he loved most. Sufficently soaked, he moved his hand away from her mouth and kissed her hard, with the fragrant paddle between them she could still feel his lovely full lips. He gently tugged her lips apart and held her wide for a few moments before commanding, “Hold yourself open for me.” She groaned and she did. He rapped on her ass and muttered ‘lift’, then slipped a pillow under her hips, spreading her further as her knees dropped. Rubyyy could feel her heart racing as she waited for his touch. She strained to hear him, to steady her noisy breath and she could hear him begin to make hungry sounds as he sucked and soaked his fingers. She groaned in anticipation and opened herself a little further. Her hips began to hitch up and jerk round, and a muffled ‘Please’ came from behind her paddle mask. His teasing began just at the opening of her spread vagina, as he firmly trailed his finger around the edges. Swirling and occasionally dipping just inside, he kissed her clit over and over. Then he moved to tracing just inside, stretching and rounding her hole and she could hear the happy clicking of her cunt, opening and wanting more. She bounced into his fingers, pushing them deeper inside and he forced her still with one hand, pushing just above her mound, pinning her. She growled and bucked, forcing more of his fingers into her, but he pressed harder and she gave in. Rubyyy focused on his hand, holding her down, plumping her clit and she was able to catch her breath again. The musk of her pussy, mixing with sweat and heat was soothing and thrilling at the same time. She breathed deeply and felt him press two fingers up on to her G. The sudden pressure, hard and hot, was on the edge of pain and pleasure. Her back rounded into the sensation, spreading herself that much wider and she squeezed her eyes behind the blindfold. He slowly stroked her back and forth and she felt herself melt and flow into a gentle rocking rhythm, to match his touch. He pressed into her spot and held her hard, folding his hand, pressing the palm to cover her whole clit. He moved the hand pressing above her mound, to just between her breasts, again pinning her, so her hips tilted high on the cushion. Rubyyy clutched at her breasts, gathering as much flesh as she could and pulling the weight away from her body; she groaned behind her lips, her nipples still hard and flushed. He pressed now harder into her G, doing a very slow massage, and she stopped her hips to feel every moment of this delicious pressure. He stopped his subtle stroke and pressed into her hard again; her hands flew from her breasts to his bicep and she clutched at him, as he almost savagely dominated her from inside. She writhed and jerked under the pressure of his fingers, wiggling to rub and relieve herself of the aching building inside her. Rubyyy’s wiggles turned into a struggle as his fingers stayed stuck to her spot. She pulled away from him as much as she could, just relieving the tiniest pressure but the spreader bar held her too. The mix of sweetness and pain began flashing and slicing through her body, from her cunt through her tummy and legs. Under her mask she was almost delirious, all sweat and stress, she broke all the rules and groaned and screamed with her mouth wide. Licking the paddle to taste herself, licking her lips to taste her sweat, she felt for a moment the pressure dull and she rocked into him. Just when she was feeling calmer, allowing the lovely sensations to build again, he pulled his fingers from her sucking pussy and began a hard round of spanks. Raining them down on her little clit and pink thighs, Rubyyy struggled, moved between laughter and tears, as he pushed her again between agony and ecstasy. She was breathing hard and fast, and she felt her vagina shuddering and spilling as he slapped her closer to her come. She gripped the bar and pulled, bringing her knees almost to her armpits, exposing all her aching pink. Clenching her teeth and baring down, she willed herself to release and let go; feeling exhausted and full of fluid, she wanted nothing more than to drench them both in her come. And then the spanks were everywhere. Rubyyy felt her thinking dissolve as she took in this new barrage; never knowing where the slap would land, each one caught her breath and she let out small squeaks of surprise and submission. She felt her brain crack and clear with each spank over her breasts, tummy, legs and vulva; one after another relentless and unending, she hardly noticed his fingers back inside her again. He began to stroke and fuck her, covering the length of her vagina but always pressing hard and deeper when he slid over her G. Rubyyy could feel tears creeping from the corners of her eyes, soaking the blindfold, as his slaps continued just over her thighs. She reached to relieve her clit, wanting nothing more than to jerk herself over the threshold and he kissed her hand before slapping it away. She felt his hand grip the back of her neck as the finger fuck drove deeper and she moved to clutching and lifting her breasts again, sighing and almost sobbing into the relief of both sensations. Again she murmured ‘Please…’ as the hotness bloomed, from her inside her, to all around her and she moved to clutch at her inner thighs, squeezing and snapping the flesh free. Rubyyy gripped her flesh hard and stayed holding, wrenching her thighs wide as her hips rose to meet his fingers; he stopped his blows and clutched the puffy flesh of her mound. He began a steady rhythm of swirling 3 fingers into her hard, and as he smoothly pressed back out again he crushed all the tender tissue, and her clit, in his hand. Plunge and squeeze. Fuck and crushhh. Thrust and contuse. Rubyyy grew quiet at this new cadence of touch; although punishing, it was affectionate and the intention was all-encompassing, love was always his favorite utensil of lust. Her heart was blooming as the sensations radiated from her vulva, up her spine and gently flooded her mind; she felt so free with each brutal touch and imagined a small smile on his face. He continued his accents, pressing and pummeling, increasing the pressure and pushing her further; she continued to hold her thighs and moaned freely again. Rubyyy matched her breath with his rhythm, gulps of air followed by long groaning exhales and her head began to spin as she could no longer focus on any one feeling but began taking them all in instead. For a moment she was floating, about to separate from her body, as all the sensations came together at once. In those few seconds she was taking in so much she suddenly felt nothing at all; within this break, she let go of her struggle between these sensations and she felt her pussy break too. Starting with a few drops sneaking through and wetting his fingers, it quickly became a rush of juices; pouring out of her, over him and he continued diving deep, enjoying her come. He splashed in her orgasm, soaking her thighs and tummy and the only movement she made was the shuddering of her cunt. Rubyyy lay still for a few moments, heaving and heady, and was pulled back into her body with the touch of his hands, massaging the fluid over her inner thighs and across her soft stomach. He began to kiss her wet skin, licking a length now and then, and she jumped as his lips pressed to her clit. He sighed happily and kissed it again.

Together they lay still; he settled between her legs with a cheek against her tummy, Rubyyy panting and murmuring, running her fingers through his hair. He ran his palms up her body to release her face from the paddle mask; sliding and untying, it felt wonderful to feel the cool air, and then his soft kisses, on her cheeks, her eyelids. She smiled and kept her eyes closed as he snuggled into her again, his head now resting between her breasts, they melted into one another. The scents of their practice were all around her: pussy, sweat, spunk, hair and leather, mingling thick in the air. She breathed in deeply, sighing contentedly with each exhale and she felt a wave of laughter begin moving through her. It started as a low ticklish ripple in her belly and she chuckled softly a little but as soon as she began, the feeling began to grow. He laughed a little too, lightly kissing her bouncing breasts as Rubyyy’s laughter swelled uncontrollably and tears rolled down her face. He slowly freed her from the bar, the bonds slicing into her thighs one last time, as he released each leg. She lay with legs still open and wide, muscles too exhausted to move, still preoccupied with giggles. “I’m stuck!” Rubyyy chortled, her hips buzzy with pain and fatigue, and she whimpered her laughs as he slowly pulled her limbs straight, on to the bed. The blood rushing into her joints made her dizzy and she returned to breathing and sighing again. He wrapped himself around her, holding her head and her waist, draping his legs over and through hers.

Once Rubyyy caught her breath, she longed for her lovers kiss again and turned to plant one on every inch of his face before locking lips. They stayed frozen for a few minutes, their lips and bodies hardly moving as they held their sweet embrace. He pulled away, stroking her cheek and they gazed at each other, he held her face and kissed her nose “I shouldn’t let you break the rules but I can’t help it sometimes, your offences are always so sweet” and he kissed her again. Rubyyy smiled and batted her eyelashes a little “I was good… wasn’t I?” He laughed and kissed her forehead, squeezing her tight and releasing her only to collect more of her in his arms and to kiss her hard and soft again. Rubyyy pressed the length of her body into him before curling up in his arms, and he cradled her gently as their lips locked again. They held their kiss and each others faces for several minutes before Rubyyy felt the heaviness of sleep taking over. She could tell from his kisses that he was sleepy too and she kissed his eyes closed before kissing his face all over again. Emptied and safe she fell asleep in his arms, her body humming, so happy to be stretched and spent by her beloved.

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And there you have it lovers! My first completed Wank Wednesday tale; it has been tricky some weeks but I’ve been thankful for the challenge and the space, so many thanks to the organizer, Ruby Kiddell!

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Supermuse

Hello Dahhhlings

Hoping you are lovelyyy!

I’m working on a few top secret things and wishhh I could share them with you

WISH!

In the meantime, I want to send you over to visit the blog of the lovely Tigz Rice

Tigz is a wonderful budding photographer, who specializes in burlesque; I went to see her for a little promotional shoot

Here are two of our favourite images, click to read Tigz’s blog on our afternoon…

Many Thanks To Nikki Marriott For Her Makeup Expertise!

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Rubyyy Jones

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