Dancing on His Face

Who says play can’t be intimate? My heart is open as I feel my ugly boy’d tongue glide over the soles of my feet. Again, and again and again… It’s truly Tantric.

Big Daddy, Captain CB and I are on Spring Break visiting Grandma and Bopbop’s new house in a different state. When Grandma and Bopbop offer to take Captain CB to the pool, Big Daddy and I spring into action to enjoy some much-needed us-time (we love our foreplay and aftercare, so enjoy the long vid). Spring break is all about having sex and hoping your parents don’t catch you, amirite? Well, we definitely almost got caught this time! Be sure to watch till the end to see how we play it cool when we hear the sounds of my in-laws and the kid returning home. Want to know who Captain CB is? Read my post about being a sex-positive parent on MLNP’s blog feed here: https://makelovenotporn.medium.com/sex-goddess-secrets-to-raising-a-sexually-empowered-kid-3135c3ded69f

When I worship myself, I take my time. I slowly savor the feel of my skin beneath my hands. I take my time expressing gratitude for every part I touch. I patiently offer myself blessings of acceptance. And my time is well spent. At the peak of my worship, the purest pleasure washes over me again and again. In these moments, I am fully one with myself. And nothing is more divine than that.

Time alone is a rare, blissful treat, so this morning I took a few minutes to commune with my pleasure. For almost nine minutes, my body barely moves as I narrow my focus to a single point just beneath my fingers. Join me for the ride.

Tantra is deliciously slow. This footage is the beginning of a very long lovemaking session between my gimp and me. We don’t see each other as often as we’d like. So when we do, we take our time making up for lost time. I particularly enjoyed creating this one (In fact, I masturbated several times while editing it.) Please enjoy.

Nothing is more divine than the sound of making love. In this footage, my husband is worshipping my temple with his mouth, and the #ASMR is worth turning your #SoundUp for. #YoniWorship

I'm on vacation writing my first book – erotic fiction – and I can't stop touching myself. What can I say? I'm inspired. And easily distracted. After you watch me enjoy myself here, feel free to follow my writing progress at www.DominationCoaching.com/Orgasmic-Life

Tight, slick, shiny and squeaky. Mmmm... wearing latex in the dungeon is so orgasmic.

Sometimes his worship is peaceful. And sometimes it's enthusiastic. This video a beautiful example of both.

I contain multitudes. Today, I'm less Domme. More mom. It's a (mostly) quiet Saturday afternoon and hubby and I have escaped to my loft for some alone time. We take our time reacclimating to each other. We chat, touch playfully and slowly sink into our rhythm. That is, until we're interrupted. This isn't our first (or 100th) interruption, so we find our way back quickly. ...Until the neighbors get noisy. The hour long timestamp on this video is proof we weren't deterred. Enjoy.