Connecting in the Garden

There is something so erotic about intimacy with the intention of not escalating past a certain point. It allows for the swell of longing and the ability to be deeply present with exactly where you are. Kissing, dry humping, and flirty play are things that bring us both into such blissful connection with each other in the here and now 💗

This video is from my first little exploration with a glass dildo a couple years ago 💕 there's nothing like the warmth (and creamy cum 🫠)created from the pussy captured in the glass after penetrating yourself with it.

Pure devoted time to worshipping my husbands literally perfect cock! How am I so lucky to be the one with full access to praise, suck, slap, spit on, lick and taste his addictive cock? 🫠🫠 maybe we don't need to know, we can just observe the magic together!

Sensory deprivation is something that I find very arousing for many reasons. In this case, I found myself interested in it aesthetically at first, but the experience of it actually allowed me to tap into complete freedom. Not thinking about how any of it looked, just how it felt to be with my lovers body. There is a level of messiness you have to surrender to when you don't have access to your hands, and when your eyes are covered from any distraction - in that surrender I found a kind of sexual liberation I think about to this day ❣️ PS sorry about the camera angle in the beginning, it switches to POV midway 😉

One of my favorite ways to interact with my being while I'm fucking myself is to watch myself in the mirror. It takes you into a different kind of pleasure realm to witness yourself. To gaze upon your own yoni. To dress up for yourself. To salivate over your own movements and moans mirrored back to you 🥵 When I engage with my pleasure in this way, I always wonder why I don't bring a mirror out more often!✨🪞❤️‍🔥

A slow and meandering beginning finding our rhythm making love in the woods is interrupted unexpectedly!

Laying in the sun with my love is always a blissful way to spend time. We immediately noticed sounds coming from the neighbors - a worker was on the property, and my exhibitionism was immediately turned on 😈👀 My partner however is very shy, but I knew he wouldn't be able to resist getting head even though the worker was near....I had only one condition, which involved some loud licking, sucking, and lots of giggles 🤭

Chronic illness is not represented enough in pleasure. In many ways it can exist as a barrier to feeling good, and at the same time, it teaches you how to truly feel the pleasurable moments in the body when they are there. This is an example of sensuality that is mundane, and mundane moments that become sensual in a body that is experiencing pain 🤎

On this morning, I found myself meditating at my altar space: listening, extending questions, finding gratitude and presence. Somehow presence with the spiritual often arouses my body. I grabbed a vibrator, stripped my clothes and came back to this sacred space naked, to honor my pleasure. I was almost late to work from fully releasing into this moment with myself 🙏🏽💦

Whenever the sun is out, my sensual earthen self loves to bask in the suns radiant, arousing energy! As a voyeur and exhibitionist, the idea of my neighbors spying on me from beyond the barrier of the fence, or even just hearing the echo of my orgasm floating in the wind gives me a ton of excitement! 🤭🌞✨ I hope you enjoy it as much as I did 🤍