List of Characters in my Life. (ALWAYS ON EDIT. )

Corvallis-From Corvallis Oregon I met him from Okcupid sometime in mid 2010. He is nerdy, sweet, a year older than me and lived an hour a way. I adored him and may of fell in love with him. Sadly a long distance thing could not work out between us and I moved to Boston. I try not to dwell on how much I really liked him.
Daddydom-From the Boston area I met him through Collarme in May of 2011.As of January 2013 we have  broken up. He is a computer programmer 20 years my senior. We originally met to maybe do some nude photography. He is in an open relationship with his wife. I have met her and she is very awesome. I felt something with him early on and went with it. We are currently still dating. He is now my Daddy. In a Daddy/ lil girl thing, not so much a "little" sort of situation. More like I get to act like a child sometimes, a brat. (I love him and he loves me, this is very new to me. He makes me so happy.) ( I did not want to take the italic part out after we broke up. I am very hurt but I am hoping someday I will feel good about it.)
Dante-From Salem Oregon I met him on Fetlife sometime early 2010. He is an veteran about my age and honestly was coming off a bad break up. I was more than willing to be a rebound. He was the first real life Dom I met. He was perfect for that. I still adore him. He recently got engaged and is getting married soon! I am absolutely ecstatic for him. As of Feb 2013 he is married with a baby on the way.
Dom-From California I met him on Babblesex early 2009. He is in his mid-40's, divorced and an amazing father and baker. We first started with a textual relationship, cybering and talking. Later we moved the phone, we did a Dom/sub thing for a  while. Playing while never meeting. We became close friends and he became one of my closest confidants. He still his. As we continue talking we became less sexual and more friends. We met once in 2011 in New York. We still talk often on the phone about our lives. I trust him and love him in a non-romantic way.
Evil Twin-From the Boston area I met her on Felife through my book club in very early 2011. She is my Evil Twin because she shares my name and look strikingly like me in hair and color. We liked to play that up in a teasing way. We became good friends and I feel close to her. She is married in a monogamish/ openish relationship. I played with him and her husband, her alone and she loaned her husband to me more than one. They recently moved to Chicago and I miss her greatly.
Jae- Went on one date in April 2011. I slept with him on the first date and greatly regretted it. Lesson learned.
Lavalier- From Boston I met him on CollarMe in 2011. He was in his 50's and we did not work out. I am shamed to say I think I was tempted by his money I think. It turns out he was a little on the rapey side. We only did two dates, no sex or play.
Giles- From Boston I met him on Fetlife through my book club in early 2011 . He is my age and is a librarian.  He recently adopted an adorable baby. He is a transgender FTM gay man, that I somehow amazingly magically get to have as a lover despite my female bits. He taught me a lot about myself and gender as a whole. I am blessed to have him as a friend and lover.
Metronerd-From Boston area I met him on Okcupid in mid 2011. He is nerdy, slightly insecure at times and 3 years older than me. We dated for a very short time then were fuck buddies for a while, that ended. Now we are friends that hang out and sometimes we do kinky play with no sex. Mostly he is my good friend.
Murphy- From Boston area met him early 2012. We went on a couple dates and played once. He never called me back. Sort of an asshole. As of Feb 2013 he has contacted me and wants to set up a play date. I am unsure.
Phonesexman- From somewhere in Main started talking to him late 2009. He is my superhero of a phone sex man. He loves to make me cum. We have also become friends over the year talking about life. I have never met him but would love to.
The Salesman-From outside Boston we met in 2011. We dated for a while and then things did not work out so I had to break up him.  As of Feb 2013 it seems that he is happily married now with a baby on the way.
Sir-From Boston I met in him early 2011. He is in his 40's and can be inventively sadistic. We fucked up for a while and did not figure out how to have a thing between us. We are good now but he is in and out of the state so I don't see him often.
Teacher- Met him on Babblesex sometimes early in 2008. We have never met in person and have almost a purely textual relationship. We have done a couple cam/mic stuff but we are still friends that cyber.

How to get me wet at work!

Was going through some of my old emails and came across this. Yum.

Something to think about in your idle moments at the computer: where in your workplace would be the most enticing place for me to fuck you? Any particular spot where your ninja skills would allow us to remain hidden while you knelt to swallow my cum? Any open public place we could sneak into after hours where I could slam the full length of my cock in and out of your tight slippery pussy while you squealed in ecstasy? Or perhaps a place where I would pull your panties down in full view of everyone and spank you as punishment for some transgression? Inquiring minds want to know...

Every once and a while I think about these things in public. How fun is that.

A scene I want to play.

Found an old email from my dear old Dom.

Speaking of being good, I want to tell you that this morning on the train ride in to work, I was daydreaming about licking your pussy. In my mind, you were standing with your back against the cold wall of my bedroom, your arms lifted over your head, wrists bound and attached to some sort of strong hook in the wall up there. You were able to stand on tiptoe, but otherwise you were pretty helpless when I groped, stroked, licked, and bit your tender body from head to toe, before settling there between your legs. It would be so fun to tease you with my tongue and fingers that way, knowing that in your position you couldn't really bear down with any pressure. The intensity would be utterly under my control, as my tongue slurped and slid and snaked, as my fingers prodded and penetrated and twisted. In my imagination, you were sometimes lifting your legs up off the ground to try and give me deeper access, and I responded by driving a pair of fingers into that now-dripping cunt, curling them toward your gspot, and grinding the flat of my tongue hard against your clit. I'd love to slip another finger into your tight ass too, and growl into you, vibrating my tongue over that needy pulsating clit until you cum, panting and moaning.

I have not always liked the idea of having someone go down on me. I was worried about how I may taste. Despite that I have tasted myself many times. I was really worried for a long time about how I looked. I don't have that porn star looking vulva. I have longer inner labia. Which I love now but really was worried for a long time. But its little things like this email and the wonderful men I have had sex with that make me feel so pretty down there.

Two sides of a coin.

So this is a little project I wrote for my dear Dom. It was to be the same story told from the Subs and the Doms point of view. Looking back at it and the emails that lead up to it reminded me how much I really adore my dear old Dom.

*sigh* I lay my head down on on my arm and pull my legs up under me. I am spread out on the ground thinking about my day at work, after breaking myself from that part of me. By shedding my work clothes and putting on my apron (which I adore and is real and cute) I shake my head, now though, now I am waiting. I let out a big sigh sliding my hands down my body fingers just playing lightly on my nipples as I relax on the floor, even though a perfectly good couch sits behind me. My eyes travel up to the door thinking I may hear someone on the stairs. I sit up excited my whole body tightening as my breath catches. My eyes flick to the door as I see the handle start to turn. Up on my knees now I smile beeming as you open the door. I am so excited to see you, I bite my lower lip and almost leap up to touch you. You in the process of taking off your coat chuckle lightly. I rub my head against your thigh still on my knees. Humming to myself and closing my eyes smelling your scent. The scent alone making me feel more full, more relaxed and excited. I bite my lower lip and let out a little whinning whimpering sound. Sitting back on my legs i look up at you presenting myself almost. Wanting you to approve, waiting and needing your touch. You pause just for me and I smile as you lean down and pet my head, sliding your fingers under my chin to just lift my chin. " I know what you want" you darkly say. I kneel and I let out a gasp just at your movement, watching you my eyes giving away my want as I look at your coat pocket knowing what is there. I let out a whispered "yes" as your hands,rough, against my skin slide down my to my bare breast and cup them. I preen loving that you are paying attention to my body, loving my body. Then you slide your hands into your pocket and bring out a small collar, using your hands to sweep my hair out of the way you clip it around my neck. And as you do a feeling of happiness/perfectness/fullness a hard to explain feeling really washes over me and I let out a *sigh*

you.
*Grin* Looking at the clock tick that last second way. I stand up and grab my coat practically jogging through the cold to my car. Sliding into the drivers seat, I turn pull out of the lot and onto the road. Tapping my fingers on the wheel, as I hit yet another jam. Swearing under my breath I narrow my eyes at the road as a whole. You would think people could drive in the rain, but know its like each time... hmmm I shake my head ending that train of thought as my hand slips into my pocket and I feel the little leather bit with my thumb and forefinger. I smile sneaks its way to my lips as I think about how this got in my pocket. About how my little girl is at home waiting just for me. As I drive closer almost there I let my mind wander thinking about having her on her knees bowing under my hand. How I know she will jump to my commands no matter how small. I know I am hardening, just thinking about fucking her pressing her against the couch as fuck her from behind. My hands running down each part of her body pinching and caressing showing how I know and own every little piece. Even as i turn my keys in the door I feel a sort of loving want to have her under me. To feel her panting and begging for the release of orgasm. The door opens under my hand and I am suddenly hit with a energetic girl, I can't help but chuckle as i look down and see the hungry little slut is already naked. I purposely move slowly taking off my coat and things. Pulling out the time. But its when I see her eyes close and rub against my inner thigh that I know I want her now. I want her under me, Mine. I want to claim her perfectly. And so I reach into my pocket " I know what you want" I whisper seeing her body hitch and beg, so hungry and I have yet to begin really. I slip the collar around her throat marking her as mine, completely while wearing it. Looking at it excites me and I feel my pants get tight. Knowing that while you were that you will be totally mine and that you will submit to my every want, every little thing. And that just makes me *grin*

Its snowing sooo much

Here is a little snippit I wrote once for my Dear Dom.
I am sitting on the couch, legs tucked up under my body. I am sort of lazing, One hand on my book and the other holding my hot chocolate. I am not really reading much though. My eyes flicking to the door each time I hear a noise. I let out a small sigh. Sipping my cocoa, I sit back and play with the marshmallows on my tongue. Leaning back I close my eyes and put my book down. I slide one hand up my body pulling at my breast, pinching my nipple hard between my fingers. Hard enough I gasp. I grin and pull my shirt up over my head. Giggling because I feel naughty being naked in the living room. I stand and slip out of my skirt and undies, neatly placing them on the floor. Then I look down my body and tease both my nipple till they are nice and hard. I grin and sit back down, Taking a sip of my hot cocoa, which now is just warm. The chocolate makes me smile and I lick the edge of the cup. Reaching into my cup I pull out a marshmallow, I pop it into my mouth. As suck on it I get a very playful idea. Running into the kitchen I grab the bag of marshmallow and pour some more hot water into the mix of hot cocoa for another cup. I go back to the couch and then sitting very still I carefully dunk each marshmallow and start making designs on my body. Starting at my breast then moving to my belly and thighs, laughing at my own silliness. I am moving very slowing and concentrating so much that I don't hear your car and don't notice you have come to the door until I hear it opening. And that is how you see me when you walk in, me spread out the other couch a hand full of marshmallow and almost completely covered in little white dots, with wet chocolate making my skin look wet. I smile and look up at you. "Hungry?"