Passion, Dominance, and Surrender

In the mood for reconnection, I asked my partner to join me on a little drive while listening to a new album. In my inspired energy, I randomly wanted to suck his cock so I pulled over and got on my knees until he came in my mouth! My partner is not an exhibitionist like me, so this was an edge for him that I'm grateful he allowed himself to explore with me :)

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!✨🪞❤️‍🔥

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 🙏🏽💦

After a night of passionate sex, I woke up craving more but something different. Together we spent time dropping into the flow of receiving and giving in a mutual surrender (69ing) along with some delicious making out, before another round of very hot sex.

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 💗

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!

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 🤎

To me, my husband's cock is absolute perfection. The size, shape, proportions, texture...it is holy. And it is only right to worship something so holy with all my devotion 😉 This video is just him receiving plenty of sensory pleasure in the last 15 minutes of our stay at an Airbnb 💗

Part two of the video we filmed on my partners birthday 😉 lots of eye gazing, intimate lingering touch, connection, and juicy penetrative magic ✨

My partner and I spent the weekend away from the city, camping in nature where there was an abundance of nourishing solitude & stillness. Wandering down a path we stumbled upon a secret meadow and immediately desired to make love in the open. We took our time grounding into each other and connecting, eventually finding a sweetly erotic rhythm with each others bodies 🤍 This was an experience neither of us will ever forget, and made our secret camp spot that much more magical.