Lightningvase

does this count as making love? I do believe so. Just playing with water, cocoa butter, candles, and salt scrub, whilst giving myself some much-wanted affection. I was feeling down actually- or, unable to find ease honestly, I was thinking of a lost lover. damn? so this session is some self-care. -dim lights -warmth ( actually quite hot water!) -humming -breathing -massaging -exhaling Making love to myself blurs into self-care and sensuality. We don’t HAVE to climax or just touch our erogenous zones to make love to ourselves or other people. One thing I learned from the mentioned lost lover..... is to remember all those parts of us that may be forgotten during sex. Like seriously, smooch a patella. Here’s an invite to join me, inspire some bath time and here’s looking beautiful with little bruises on thighs. -love lightning vase

A pleasure of mine is to watch storm chasing videos. I caught myself feeling relaxed/ excited/ aroused- This happens at times reading a book too( have you experienced this? I believe it has something to do with the brain transitioning out of the beta brainwave state to alpha state.) ANYWAY.......... I positioned the camera -low battery- up on the bed with some books and wanted to share a casual wind-down Wednesday eve. This is a very chilled-out video- with some pleasant release after all that storm chasing. Although, I became more interested in my own weather not too far in. Enjoy.

I’m pretty sure I got the ceiling soaked on this one. WILD. It's been some years since I've been drawn to seek a climax with a showerhead. I love the intensity I can reach with a powerful waterfall aimed between my legs. It feels clean- I control the temperature- I like to bounce between hot and cold to give my nerve endings extra sensation. I sometimes like to look in the mirror to remember I'm in my body- that it is my love- and my choice that makes me feel weak between the knees. YES, it is hard to remain standing up while giving myself "showerhead”- but I do it, and I did it, to see if the acute climax was what I remembered. Well, it was GREAT! I hope you enjoy the NOIR-look of slick surfaces and water, water everywhere.

You know that ache? The- I must get off NOW feeling? I was just playing a little guitar by candlelight and couldn't resist anymore. It was a cold, lone night- and I wished to be absolutely filled with warmth. I do not often use the accessory I used this night- only if it really calls- I pretend it is my own cock- imagining entering someone else gets me hot. - and I really love it when my body finally says- get. inside. me.