A Prized Massage

As many of you know, I recently threw another Bunnython to raise money for this site. As a way of saying thanks to those that contributed, I offered up myself. Well, as much as you can do online. Donors of a certain amount got some special one on one time with me in cyberspace. You can imagine what happened there!

This time around, I had a very special offer! Our own chatroom babe, LustyandBusty, offered herself up as well, so that my most generous donors would get time, not one on one, but with both me and her! Naturally, I was thrilled with this arrangement, since LustyandBusty is incredibly hot and she and I just don’t get to play as much as I’d like!

Don’t forget that I’m always accepting donations. I’m also always looking for ways to improve upon the methods you can donate. And any donation of $50 or more gets you a cyber session with yours truly! That used to be just a benefit during Bunnython, but I’ve decided to make it permanent, and just lower the dollar amount during designated Bunnython campaigns.

At any rate, here’s an example of what the two of us can get up to. Randy was the lucky guy, and he wanted a special massage. So this is what he got: Read more [+]

The Hardest Question

Hello, everyone! Hope everyone’s been doing well and that you all enjoyed my recent story series, “A Proposition!” Such a fun time, and one that’s been in various stages of writing for a very long time. I’m glad that I was finally able to finish it and get it out for you to read!

So now it’s time to answer another question from my readers. This one’s also long overdue for a response. A long time ago, FlatAbsFireman asked me:

What would you choose if you could only pick one, and why… 1.) Cybersex with anyone but no real sex for the rest of your life? 2.) Real sex with just one man for the rest of your life and never be able to cyber or watch porn again?

I’m going to kick this off by pointing out one of the reasons this question did not get answered sooner. This is one of the hardest questions I’ve ever had to answer! So let’s break it down: Read more [+]

A Proposition: Finishing Me Off (part 4)

[read all the entries for this series here]

As the boys carried my body to the bed, I felt like I was floating on air. Hands, lips and tongues groped and caressed me as we moved. When they laid me down, I was surprised that I wasn’t laying direcly on the mattress. Someone was underneath me, with his hands on my hips, helping to gently bring me down on top of him. I could feel his hard cock pressed between his body and mine, slipping into the crack of my ass.

Once I was pretty settled, hands lifted up my pelvis, and whoever was under me pointed his cock skyward. We both moaned as I was eased down again, his lubed cock pressing into my ass. Instinctively, my hips started moving. I was half-grinding, half-riding him slowly when I felt another pair of hands on my thighs slow me to a stop. I looked down and saw Phil between my legs as he slid his cock back and forth along my slit, teasing me. I noticed Brian and Ray on either side of me, their hard members within easy reach of my mouth. Adam straddled my chest, pushing my big tits together around his cock as Ray dribbled some lube over us. My lips sealed around a cock as Phil pushed his inside me. That meant that it was Steve underneath me, fucking my ass.

I wanted to alternate evenly between sucking Ray and Brian’s cock as everyone else took their pleasure elsewhere on my body. I was riding wave after wave of pleasure, though, high on the bliss of the multiple orgasms I’d already had, and the surge of pleasure that was coarsing through me in the present, and that made it difficult for me to focus at all. Definitely not my best blow jobs, and probably not even shared between them.  Read more [+]

My Feminist Idol

It’s been a while, but I’m back! As some of you may know, my computer crashed a little bit ago, and that’s left me with limited online capabilities.Yes, I have a phone, and that’s generally what I tweet through and post to Tumblr, but for everything else, I prefer a more complete and dedicated machine.

Anyway, that’s all taken care of now. So as I work to recover and transfer my files (and finish writing the Proposition series), I thought I’d take a moment to bring you something new, and maybe somewhat unexpected here.

I am a feminist. That probably makes some of you nod your head and think, “Obviously. Why even bring it up?” Others might think more along the lines of, “Who’s she kidding? This slut is the exact opposite of a feminist!”

Those of the first thought may be interested in the rest of this little article, but you already get it. You can skip the rest if you want. For everyone else, though, maybe I should explain. Read more [+]

A Proposition: The Fifth And Sixth (part 3)

[read all the entries for this series here]

“Looks like I got here just in time,” Adam said.

“What do you mean?” I asked between grunts of pleasure as I rode Ray’s long and hard cock. I heard and felt Ray mumble something, but it was muffled by my tits.

Adam walked around the couch, grabbing a bottle of lube off a side table. (Jack and I had left several such thing scattered around the suite.) “I mean,” he began as he squirted a bit of lube into his hand and began spreading it over his cock, “that you are in just the right position.” He came up behind me and trailed a hand down my back, giving me goosebumps. “And with only one other guy fucking you right now….” Drops of cold lube fell on my lower back and my ass, and he began rubbing it into my flesh. Some dripped down to my pussy and Ray’s cock and balls. He gave a little startled yelp and jerked, filling my pussy as he lifted me up briefly.

“Oh, wow!” I don’t know if it was Phil or Brian who said that, but I could feel Adam’s cock sliding along my slick ass. I slowed my riding rhythm almost to a stop and looked over my shoulder at Adam. His face was very focused as he pushed the head of his cock against my asshole. Read more [+]