Eaten by a Bear in the Woods

It was a hot summer night after our #RealWorldSex Watch Party (monthly, every 20th!) and we were in the dungeon, so we decided to get sweaty. If you're curious about wearing latex clothes, this video shows you almost every reason why it's so much fun.

When my gimp and I make love we have a special playlist we like to listen to. So, often after filming, we have to find novel ways to remove the background music, as we don’t have the rights to use it. In this video (from two different evenings together), we found ourselves deeply connected in pleasure while listening to this song (https://youtu.be/nOubjLM9Cbc). The footage was too beautiful not to share, so we dubbed audio from a different video of ours with no music playing. 
At times, the results feel like an old Kung Fu movie with English voice overs. It’s not perfect, but it was certainly fun to make – and that’s what makes it #RealWorldSex

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.

Does kissing count as sex? In the porn world, kissing is an optional check box on the escalator to penetration. But with #Tantra, kissing can become the most satisfying destination. In this video, you'll get a glimpse of how my gimp and I make love using only touch, eye contact, kissing and laughter. p.s. Does it count as #PeriodSex if I never took off my panties? I #Thinx so...

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.

Thanks to the pandemic, it's been a while since I've put a fist (or foot) in my gimp's ass. The preparation needed to prepare one's body for fisting is a Tantric practice, because stretching too quickly can be harmful. In this video, my gimp begins the slow, focused process of stretching his body to accommodate mine once again. Join us for the journey. --Goddess Erica

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.

Every single part of my body deserves love, so I end my daily bath ritual with a slow, deliberate oil massage. I begin at my feet, caressing the oil upwards towards my heart, and with each intentional breath, I inhale the scent of my skin kissed with lavender and vibrating with arousal. Spend the morning with me?

My gimp isn’t allowed to come without my permission, but that doesn’t stop me from giving him pleasure as I’m receiving it. This video is the second of four from a long evening of lovemaking. And although I’m the one trying to suck his soul out, it would appear, in the end, my gimp gets the better of his Goddess. #OrgasmControl #GoingDutch #Tantra

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