New thoughts, new ideas, new parts of my life

I don't really know where to begin, so...I won't.  This entry will just be a collection of ramblings, and comments on different things that are happening to me, around me, etc. 

I'm playing more at parties now.  I'm coming out of my shell more (believe it or not, I tend to be quieter in crowds), and strangely enough...people are responding.  In droves.  Being an extreme introvert, for a long time, I have been quite content staying home, working on projects, thinking up new ideas for kinky times, trying to find ways to make myself do what I do better, faster, and more intense.  In other words, I live inside my head and my heart much of the time.  If I'm not careful, my LACK of need for the company of others will get out of control, and the next thing I know, I'll not be able to remember the last event or social gathering I went to because it will have been so long since I'd been to one.  To avoid this, for the past few months, I've been making sure I attend at least one social event per week, and volunteering for different groups.  I was pleasantly surprised to see the welcome I received, and the positive response I got from nearly everyone I meet.  The party invites, girls-night-out invites, date requests, invitations to play were surprisingly frequent.  I'm not trying to brag, just speaking of how I really was surprised to see that taking place.  I keep to myself enough that it never occurred to me that people would seek out my company on a regular basis.

I'm still dropping weight, and since my "diet" became pretty much a different lifestyle, I don't even notice the "diet" anymore, or feel like I'm "dieting", so when the weight keeps coming off, it surprises me.  I've known for awhile that my clothes are getting too big, but that's because I wore them, so I would know first if they started fitting differently.  Now, other people are noticing that things don't fit me anymore.  I finally gave up on trying to make do with the foundation garments that I've had (i.e. underwear) and finally boxed up 30 pairs of panties, and 12 bras this weekend and put them away.  Then, of course, had to go out and buy all new ones. That sucked, since I don't wear cheap lingerie.  But, the panties simply had gotten so big that they weren't even comfortable anymore.  It literally felt like I had a bedsheet underneath my pants whenever I got dressed because there was so much extra fabric.  As for my bras, the straps wouldn't stay on my shoulders, and the rest of the bra wouldn't stay put because they simply weren't tight enough around to grip me anymore.  Don't even get me started on the bagginess of the cups, because I'll cry when I think of my breasts shrinking .  I was NEVER one of those ungrateful bitches who complained about her boobs being too big. I LOVED being stacked.  I still am, but...I really don't want them to get any smaller.  Other people have noticed that my shirts are too big, and they notice that I have to pull my pants up rather frequently.  It's nice, but as I said, since I don't notice myself dieting anymore, it's always a surprise when someone asks me about it.

My holidays were quiet, but nice.  I spent it with family, and people I share love with, so there's no better way to spend them, I figure.   Christmas is my favorite time of year, so as I sit in my living room and type this, I look at my Christmas tree, and am already lamenting having to put it away in a few days, along with all of my decorations.  

I'm getting closer to someone who up until now, was just a play partner.  A bond is growing, and that's ... surprising for me.  I'm pretty good at keeping my emotions in check when it comes to play, and sex.  I never had a problem separating sex/play from emotion.  In some ways, I'm pretty much a guy with tits.   So it was an interesting moment when I realized that there's someone in my life that I've been intimate with for awhile, but now, there's more affection, a deeper bond. Still not romantic love, or even infatuation, but...something else.  Respect, maybe? Love of the friendship variety, perhaps?  Who knows?  I just know that its reciprocated.  In fact, that's how I figured out my sentiments were changing, when I realized his were first.  It's a nice feeling knowing that the man I've chosen to share a big part of myself with appreciates it, and that we have found a mutual level of endearment, and that it is growing a bit.  It's nice to know that after only 2 years (lol), we really do like each other.  

I think I'm going to finish my glass of wine (label: The Prisoner-a beautiful red that I am now addicted to) and float away to the Land of Nod.

Directly underneath this post, there is a post I just put together that includes some pics and a video I took last night when My Marine came over for some post-holiday cheer.  And ass play.  

More fisting- photos and a 3 minute video below....

My Marine came over last night, and he's always good for a good time.

The male form is absolutely breathtaking to me and the Marine's is no exception.  He's one of the most beautiful men on the planet, and it is SO hard for me to not take pics of him when he's around. He likes his privacy, though, which is understandable, but he's gotten to where he's comfortable as long as I keep his face out of the shots. In the one above, it just seemed kind of tender how I had my hand resting on him as we spoke, and he covered my hand with his.  His hands are huge, and mine aren't small, so I got a kick out of how his kind of dwarfed mine. 

A killer party yesterday

For those who don't know, I'm pretty active in my local kink & Fetish community.  I am the owner of one local group with over 80 members, and I am a leader of another group that has over 200 members and is growing steadily.  That second group, PANGS (Phoenix Area New Group Social) had a demo/bbq yesterday.  The demo was on rope suspension (I still need to learn to do that) but it quickly evolved into a full-blown party.  I got to take lots of pretty pictures, and be in a few myself.  There was needle play, and rope suspensions, and flogging, and whipping, and wrestling and grappling, and it was just awesome.  I'm posting a couple pics for you to see below. The first one is of me flogging a girl that I tied up.  This particular shot is of me getting her right in the pussy with a flogger.  The one below that is where the same girl and I were cuddling together on a bed.  She's one of my closest friends, and gives the best cuddles.  She and I had been playing hard, so we both needed some aftercare.  And yes, I blurred her face out to protect her identity. 

Playing with a girl again...

This time, it was my oh-so-cute roommate.  She used to be involved in the kink lifestyle, but took a step back from it for awhile, only to find that she missed the physicality of playing, if not the "submissive" mindset. So, when she asked if I would do some impact play, I, of course, obliged.  

Here are a couple pics of her getting flogged and single-tailed. 

An exciting cuckolding session tonight..... Pics & (short) Videos

Ahhhhh... it's nice to have fun.  I had a fabulous cuckolding session tonight with Sir Max and a wonderful man that I've been playing with for years now. This is not the first cuckolding fun we've had together.  As usual, he was an exciting combo of elegant and nasty, and I couldn't have asked for more.

When we got to his place, Max and I walked in and we were greeted by a beautiful bottle of "The Prisoner" red wine.  He thought the name appropriate for the situation.  My first time trying that particular label, and as usual, the man we were visiting did NOT disappoint in his choice.  He's someone who knows a thing or two about good wine, and being a (nouveau) wine enthusiast myself, I am always happy with his choice, and thrilled to find something new that I like.  For Max, he had a bottle of Maker's Mark whiskey waiting especially for him. 

We chatted and caught up for awhile, and then the fun began.  I ordered both men to get undressed, and for our host to start pleasing Sir Max.  I took some nice videos and pictures of this happening, which I will include below.  Then, it was time for Max and I to have our fun while our host watched, and envied the very lucky Max (aww...who am I kidding? Max is a total prize, so I'm just as lucky as he is).  Our host even was kind enough to kiss my boots while I was being..uhmm..occupied by Max.  Then, when our host was allowed to cum, like a good little boy, he licked it all up off of his bed, which I also took pictures of. I showered while our host and Max relaxed (I have GOT to get one of those "rainshower" shower heads), and then Max and I were on our way, each of us with a smile, and I almost dozed on the way home.  

Enjoy the pics and videos...

Cleaning up after himself when he was done...such a good, thorough boy!!

Afterwards, I made him stand with the balcony curtains open so that people down below might see him