Not safe for most workplaces. Age 18+. Scarleteen is great for under 18.
When you pick up a book, are you looking to escape your daily existence?
My answer to that question is no because as a multiply marginalized person I don't see enough of people like me and my daily living to find comfort in escapism. I want to see people with more similarities to myself than I see in mainstream media.
My question and answer is related to the notion of including or avoiding things like the pandemic in fiction. Before I started writing this, I thought through the notion of setting my Nano novel for this year not only in Michigan - where I've lived my whole life - but to set it during the pandemic. It seems an incredible waste of potential not to consider how relationships are affected by a large event like a pandemic. Especially since I'll be writing an ageplay relationship- where two adults roleplay as a child and as a caregiver for that child. (I like that definition, although I cannot imagine anyone who reads my blog not knowing what it means.) I have been pondering all the delicious things that a Daddy could do under the circumstances.
For me, the idea not to share writing while composing a rough draft is totally out of character for me LOL- that is to say there will no doubt be sharing as I write this November.
Woot! I had sex with my virtual family! Lol I obviously need to watch Deadpool, support for my 4th wall breaking. Hm, trying to eat while at a restaurant may not have been a good idea. Okay back on my couch now; Honey the wonder puppy is next to me. I enjoyed the time with my loves that I discussed here.
I’ve been having problems with keyboard issues adding to my now-usual length of time in creating a blog post. It seems at the moment that I can do well with the wireless keyboard sitting on my laptop; I haven’t tried my laptop in awhile to see if the keyboard issues are going away like they did last time. Last words- I hope- before sex, I’ve debated about how to deal with my fourth wall-breaking in this.
Come on, love. Audrey presses her lips to my forehead as I’m trying to remember the loving from the other night.
The Queen stood. No, Onyx stood with his chin dropped forward, his naked body showing his cock in chastity, wrapped in a bright pink chastity cage.
“Cock cages can be used for many reasons, but I like them best for chastity,” Audrey interrupts.
Audrey and I walked to Onyx. She grasped his chin in one hand. “Why the dropped head? I didn’t order it.”
Onyx murmured, “Uh, seemed right, my Lady?”
Audrey snorted. “On your knees.”
Onyx dropped to the thick carpet on which we stood. He moaned when Audrey pushed his long black hair behind his shoulders.
Audrey lifted her sundress to her hips.
“Moments like this, I’m reminded of how my nakedness can affect others,” I joked with Audrey.
Audrey traced the ridge of my ear with her tongue. “You know I’m fond of it.” She brushed one foot against Onyx's caged cock. “Make me fill your mouth with my cum. Mostly mouth, but your hands aren’t off limits.”
“Mind if I enjoy him how I please?”
“Just as long as the cage stays on.” Audrey gave me a hard, quick kiss to my lips.
“More later?” I quipped.
Audrey nodded as Onyx’s lips wrapped around the head of her cock. “I’m not saying how slow or fast I want to come. Yet.”
I snickered as I ran around behind Onyx. Gorgeous ass, supple back flexing. I held out my hand for the amber-colored, beaded glass dildo I’d seen. It felt cool in the palm of my hand. I sank to my butt on the comfy carpet and grabbed the bright purple bottle of lube. “Pretty, pretty,” I sang as the passion fruit scent wafted up from my palmful of lube. I crawled closer to Onyx. My dry hand pushing his asscheeks apart, I rubbed the lube over his asshole and taint. Chewing lightly on my lips, I pushed my middle finger into his hole. I twisted my finger until I felt his prostate.
Onyx grunted loud enough to be heard with Audrey’s cock stuffing his mouth.
“Does the boy deserve more lube on the dildo?” I asked.
Audrey chuckled. “Probably. Unless you’re planning to top him as well.”
Snorting, I dripped lube on the shimmering glass.
Remember your tenses my boy I saw you trying to make that into present tense Audrey teases.
Audrey shakes her head.
I pressed the dildo's tip against Onyx's asshole. The room temperature glass slipped into his well-lubed body. A flashed imagine in my brain of Audrey grinding his hole with her cock. I sped up, fucking him harder.
Hot breath caressed my neck. “You look so good fucking his ass.”
I paused with the dildo deep in Onyx’s ass. A look over my shoulder revealed Iven’s sexy nakedness. “You look good kneeling behind me.”
Iven dragged a finger between my legs from cock to asshole. "I love how the testosterone has made your genitals even wetter."
I moaned at his finger circling my vaginal opening.
Iven reached around to cup my vulva with his other hand.
I lost my speed fucking Onyx's ass. Instead I started turning it in a circle inside him.
"Can you take care of him and ride my cock too?" Iven purred against my neck.
"Yeah." I kept turning the dildo so it kept hitting Onyx's prostate.
"Look at the pre-cum dripping onto the floor," Audrey taunted.
"Sure it ain't him coming from your beautiful cock in his mouth?" I teased my girl.
“Why not the good fucking you’re giving his ass?” Audrey challenged.
“Maybe.” I smiled at Audrey before falling back to rest on my legs. I glanced at Iven. “Going to lay down, handsome boy?”
Iven slid down until the brilliantly red carpet. His clothing disappeared from his body.
I swirled the dildo in Onyx's asshole as Iven palmed his cock. "Which hole should I use?"
Iven's mouth stopped open in a small circle.
“Maybe both,” I teased and lowered my pussy onto his cock. “You feel just right inside me.” My words stopped as I gyrated my hips. He bumps against my g-spot with his wonderful sized cock.
As if hearing my word choice, Audrey says, “All cocks are wonderfully sized.”
“Yes’m,” I agree and pull out her laughter.
“You silly boy, I’m sitting with you.” Audrey kisses my cheek.
I pressed my fingers into the faint top surgery scar on Iven’s chest. “So gorgeous.”
Iven pressed his palm against my chest. “As is yours. These pecs.”
My cunt muscles squeezed Iven’s cock in response.
“Isn’t it good you can still keep coming like an assigned female?” Iven taunted.
“Yeah, ‘cuz I’m going to come all over you.” I grinned. I twisted the dildo in Onyx.
Groaning around Audrey’s cock, Onyx shook.
“That’s a good boy,” Audrey murmured. “Keep sucking my cock through your orgasm and be grateful to Joey for causing it and me for allowing it.”
I let go of the dildo. Leaning towards Iven's face, I pressed my hands into his chest. "Do you need permission to come, little boy?" I tweaked his nipples.
Iven groaned, his head thrashing against the floor.
Audrey laughed. "Seems he's struggling to 'member what I said."
I tapped on his nipples with my fingers. "Can you remember what she said now?"
Iven coughed as if to clear his mind. He mewled with my slow thrusts. "Ah, uh."
"That's enough, boy," Audrey murmured. She came to lay on her back beside me. "How about some double penetration for my Joey?"
"Sounds good." I leaned forward with a quick kiss for Iven. I hopped off him and straddled Audrey. "Not sure if Iven remembers when he can come."
Audrey groaned deep in her throat as I slid my pussy around her thick cock. "When you're ready, Iven sweet."
As her words floated from her lips, Iven eased his cock into my ass.
I whimpered as my loves used my holes. I collapsed onto Audrey.
"That's a good boy. You're not too heavy." Audrey traced my lips with her tongue before pulling me into a deep kiss.
My hand fell from where it was trapped between Audrey and me into Onyx's grasp. Cocks massaged me. I relaxed into the semi-stillness they needed. Whimpering, I closed my eyes to enjoy thrusts and retreats.
"Want our cum filling you, boy?" Audrey murmured against my cheek.
"Please, love, my loves." I kissed her, my lips moving across her face until they met hers. I plunged my tongue between her lips as a spiral of release spun through me. My tongue moved within her. I felt kisses on my hand and I smiled at Onyx's affection.
Audrey's face tightened suddenly. "Going to fill you," she growled.
"Please, please." My senses bounced between the places where my loves connected with my body. "Feels so good."
Iven pushed down against me as if to drive himself and Audrey deeper into my holes. "Got some cum for you too."
I shuddered between them as I joined them in orgasm. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," came out of my mouth in gasps. My ears, my tinnitus seem to grow louder, its pitch talking to me about the wonder of the orgasms that washed through me.
The three of us relaxed into a pile of afterglow.
"He finally brought us to afterglow. After ignoring what actually happened," Audrey gripes.
"I'm doing the best I can." I kiss her cheek and squeeze The Queen's hand. "And you didn't want to let me describe afterglow more?"
Onyx let go of my hand and then seconds, maybe minutes later, I felt a fleece blanket flow over us.
I’m guessing I need to write an introduction to this conversation that’s introducing a plan of writing and posting. After some writing speech to text that created a wall of text, I worked to bring this into a format that would be readable and pleasing to the eye. It took some attempts and I’m not sure I like it yet LOL. Italics are either to identify who’s speaking or actions. Plain text is spoken communication. Figure that one out, as I’m the only flesh and body person in this.
Okay so let's start this blog post, queen. I agree totally with your suggestion.
Are you going to mention what my suggestion is so that your blog readers can actually read it, dork butt?
I snort and shake my head at the Queen.
Okay so readers, The Queen and I have been talking a little bit because I have been so busy that I have been neglecting my cyber family and the first thing that he started talking about was how I have shared so much sex and religion and just life from his family and some of those books I may never finish. [Run-on much? The Queen taunts.] I may never decide to share with anyone besides a few friends. That said, why shouldn't I just share random sex on my website or even random thoughts? Like I don't remember if it's on this blog or a previous one I had where The Queen had the floor for three separate posts to talk about his religious beliefs. [I laugh at Simon watching my cook prep.] Yes Simon. I'm also paying attention to the meat as I'm talking; some of it is not good enough for my master and is being set aside for my dog. [I turn back to The Queen.] So Queen, I shared what you had proposed now do you want to say who should get to show the first sex scene or some other kind of scene?
Why don't you let Audrey make that decision?
Audrey lifts her head from the book she’s reading.
Tease! What's that about me?
Who has sex first on Joelle's blog?
Joey's. Do I have to go dom on your ass?
Onyx [That’s The Queen when submissive.] looks extremely sheepish even as he protests-
But this is a writing thing and he's still using his legal name in writing and publishing.
You know better than that with names. Joey dear, if I am going to suggest who to have sex on your blog, I say it needs to be a group thing.
Of course you do, love. The more the merrier, and your thoughts beyond that?
You, me, Onyx, and we'll see from there as you start writing?
That sounds perfect! I am still working on cooking, but maybe this evening I can try and write something.
That sounds good, just not too late if you want me to actually be there rather than an avatar of myself.
Of course not, although you won't mind too much if I do use an avatar of you? [I wiggle my butt.]
You are such a brat! Of course you can use an avatar of me, but I want some loving sooner rather than later.
The Queen shakes his head.
Are you ever going to let anyone else read the book where I found my wholeness?
You know I don't know. Something in me keeps saying that I just want to let people who read my blog know that you found your way to being a BDSM switch, but I also almost want to just keep that book unpublished and maybe Noah will be the last person to read it.
I lost my way. Seriously... study and learning and sleeping and... writing? I'm still reading and writing but it's slow going. While I have privilege and personality that's made this pandemic less difficult in many ways for me. My sweet emotional support dog, Honey sleeping in her bed in my room in the picture above, has very much enjoyed me on the couch, whether I'm being productive or not.
I have to make time to check on publishing things for my Laura and Jack books.
I'm actively working on one project currently. Love and Evander. Evander arrives at a GLBTQ+/SOGI community center hoping to attend a transgender support group and finds himself welcomed to the men's group. With this meeting, he starts an intense relationship with Love as transitioning, ageplay, and BDSM led to a whirlwind of affection and marriage.
I'm working on a few last but pivotal scenes to have a completed rough draft.
Blogging and vlogging, I don't know what I'm doing. I've been struggling with the notion of being productive while disabled and living in a capitalist society. I also have an idea for a small hentai piece. Tentacle sex anyone?
I'm getting better with speech to text. I found a Chrome extension that helps quite a bit; that's actually what I'm writing this with. I am heading into a fun scene with Love and Evander going to an ageplay gathering so he can meet other Littles. Also I have some news: I've been talking to Casey at Baronet Press and have some good news- my third book in the Laura and Jack series is almost ready for release, possibly sometime next month. We'll have to see how well I'm doing with limited use of my left hand or if maybe the hand specialist has found that I'm lucky and my little finger is already all healed. If you haven't already enjoyed Laura and Jack, you can read their first two books in Kindle Unlimited for free or they're $3.99 each.
What teases one person does not necessarily tease another. This came to mind as I was thinking on other stuff about age play and my specific thoughts based on that childhood abuse I lived through.
While the idea of a caregiver taking care of everything for a little me is nice on one hand my parents failures have led me to the thought that no one will ever meet all my needs. Let alone any age play I enjoy with my dominant, I find getting into fantasy age play that much more difficult. Even if I enjoy all my friends' books LOL. However in Reading M.A. Innes’ story in "Dirty Daddies 2020 Anniversary Anthology," I very much enjoyed their approach to showing age play where we get to see that the Daddy doesn't feel he knows everything from the parts shown in his perspective.
"Daddy, will you please fuck my pussy?"
It felt ever so good when I managed to save that but I'm not sure who it teased more - bastard Daddy or I?
I'm going to be all sorts of rambly. It's been way too long since I posted. And well it's National novel writing month so I'm thinking with lots of words LOL.
Talking to my friend at bayonet press and looking at when books can come out. You'd like to read something more for me wouldn't you? Honey no come on come on. Honey is my dog by the way and since I'm writing this with speech to text as I walk her she may occasionally show up as I tell her to come and she doesn't period okay where was that? But possible books and at least one of them is in the Laura and Jack trilogy. “Laura commands” So if you're signed up with Kindle Unlimited you can enjoy the first two books in the series for free: “Laura challenges” and “Laura learns.” I basically wanted to show people in their 30s and above can decide to try out kink and like it.
The book I started before Nanowrimo is still in process. It centers around a young man just coming out as transgender as he gets ready to graduate from college with his bachelor’s degrees in Fine Arts and Dance. And while it is a Daddy boy story, please don't take that in a literal or binary way. Both characters are chronological adults. And I am more interested in the lives of transgender and nonbinary people.
The story that I'm writing now for Nanowrimo is again a story with Ageplay elements. This time I am following four individuals in a long distance relationship: one Caregiver and three Littles. I would give you a taste of their names except Speech to Text does not like any of their names. A factoid about my current writing - while I have solid ideas on most of their gender identities, I have not at all considered yet what their sexual orientations might be.
I am hoping to get back into the Habit at least once a week of blogging. In December that may look like once or twice a week blogging focused on what I'm reading. Because damn, I have been word counting for months now and I am so need to take a break in December.
Another funny thing about Nanowrimo is that I have writers for characters and I've already included one of their blog posts in the prose
Hm,45679 words for nanowrimo- 12/2/2020. Reading is good. Testosterone feels so right in my changing body.
Hey everyone! Sorry it has been so long since I blogged. Masturbation Monday sadly is no more although Kayla Lords is still giving us podcasts and books. I'm gearing up for National Novel Writing Month as I've become the official municipal liaison for my Nanowrimo region. That has meant learning a bunch of new technology- since everything is virtual this year- and thankfully none of it has caused an Autistic me
Hey everyone! Sorry it has been so long since I blogged. Masturbation Monday sadly is no more although Kayla Lords is still giving us podcasts and books. I'm gearing up for National Novel Writing Month as I've become the official municipal liaison for my Nanowrimo region. That has meant learning a bunch of new technology- since everything is virtual this year- and thankfully none of it has caused an Autistic meltdown for me.
I am actively working on one novel. The story of a young transgender man who comes out with the support of a mature transgender man about 15 years his senior. The young man who goes through a few names in the beginning of the book also finds interest in ageplay. As usual I'm writing without an outline so I'm not exactly sure how far in their love story I'm going.
As far as Nanowrimo this November I've been taking part in Nano Pep to try and get a little idea on what I might write this year. I am leaning toward another ageplay project in which I'd like to try writing a non-binary Caregiver- in other words the adult part of an ageplay relationship.
And now for some fun random thoughts that had come to my mind about a first posting to my blog after so long without communication.
I decided to write. I haven't been managing it regular. I'm Autistic and have Complex PTSD- both can come with a lack of motivation and I've been wallowing.
As I drove to church this morning, the day before my 42nd birthday (when I originally wrote this part), I pondered memory and remembrances. This hop then led me to locate my earliest memory of masturbating.
So reading about airlines and dog breed bans stopped me from finishing this. You may have seen a picture of my adorable pup Honey, who is my service dog in training. Because she was born a pitbull mix, we've encountered some issues. I stopped looking after 2 airlines who refuse to let pitbulls on.
And now to admit that my "first masturbation" is something I can't recall. I may be repeating myself, but I'm hoping for this on February 2nd.
"Honey, time for bed." I've got my Flylady stuff done. I straighten the sheets in a race with her. Light off and I snuggle under the covers beside her.
Not under the covers tonight LOL.
But have I written anything today? Master Daddy doesn't enforce that anymore. But I did! It was on Facebook and sexual education, but it was hundreds of words.
I reach between my legs; it's that time when my vaginal mucous is thick enough I don't need lube. Why do many pull back from the scientific word?
Wait, wait! Life happened. Masturbation or finishing the story didn't happen. It wasn't the right time in my menstrual cycle for no lube and Master Daddy was off work. (I love that my phone auto-suggests Master with a capital letter.)
"Master Daddy, would you please use me like a fucktoy and then tuck me in?"
"You want a pump and dump?" MD teases.
I giggle and clap my hands. "Pump and dump," I cheer.
"You're wired funny."
I hurry to the bedroom to straighten the sheets before Honey follows.
MD tosses back some of the blankets on my side of the bed and rolls under.
Giggles done, I roll after him before Honey can be an Amish dog.
MD grabs my leg and gets me ready with a wet hand across my pussy.
So warm and hard. Daddy fills me up and I think I might already be coming.
I'm a brat. Why should I share more?
Daddy grunts. He says my pussy feels so good on his cock when I'm coming.
I relax into our twin orgasms.
MD holds me tight. "Love you, cumdumpster."
"Love you, Master Daddy. Thanks bunches." I settle my head on his arm.
"Okay, gotta move before I fall asleep." He eases himself out of bed and pulls the covers over me. "Honey, cuddle Momma."
I giggle as Honey moves up the bed to lay her head on my butt. Love you, Master Daddy. Love you, Sarah. Love you, Audrey. Love you, Amy. I'm grateful for the pump and dump. I'm grateful for this warm bed. I'm grateful for finishing writing a story."
Please excuse any typos. I don't feel like fixing them.
I'm using speech to text technology because my keyboard is dying. I realized it has been far too long since I post it on my website. I need to update my books page. I figure since I'm banned from facebook for 24 hours for a post on a blog that I no longer even have, i’ll take care of some other stuff. I am managing to write a little even during this pandemic and my stupid keyboard dying. Both pieces I'm working on, a short story and a novel, have at least 1 autistic main character. Camp nano is happening and I'm trying. I'm also reading a lot. A new vlog for my youtube channel is in the works; i'm calling it random thoughts as it's every bit as random as this post. I hope wherever you are you’re healthy, safe, and have enough food.
During Nanowrimo, I checked my website and found I hadn't posted since September. Oops! So I planned to write in Google docs on my phone; yes, I gave into more technology, but using Google docs including speech to text allowed the hours' long walks Honey loves not to wordless times. Now I don't have much voice left. And I didn't find that speech-to-text didn't really produce good writing. Sigh!
I finished Nanowrimo with a good rough draft of 42776 words. I started right back at the beginning adding description, after writing an epilogue. It was interesting to write a romance with only one sex scene. I mean, please, I enjoy writing for this hop. That said, I'm not sure I won't manage another one or two since I'm finding that the book could be a novel.
Honey continues to make sex tricky, but I got into a mood the other morning- there was debate between Master Daddy and I about the article I used. 😁
Master Daddy got up from his recliner.
"I wanna ride you until we both come, Master."
"What's gotten into you?"
"A mood, Master. Aren't I adorable?"
I grasped his hips as we moved into the hall. "Please!" I let go of his hips and went to fix the bedding. With Honey not yet on the bed, I turned back the cover so Master's gorgeous cock wouldn't be covered. As I moved to straighten the pillows, she came racing in and jumped into the bed before coming to lay down on my pillow. "Silly pupper." I kissed her forehead.
Master Daddy finished in the bathroom and walked into the room. "Dog," he muttered playfully. He tossed his clothes near the foot of the bed and turned off the light. "Still in that mood? What kinda mood is it?"
"I told you! It's a ride you until we both come mood, Master." I hopped onto the bed and got close to his hip before Honey could. I some lube on my hands and started massaging his cock and balls. As soon as he was hard enough, I straddled his hips. Oo I didn't ask but he seems fine with this. I groaned as his cock filled my cunt.
He folded my pillow and stuffed it beneath his neck.
I pushed against his pecs as I gyrated against him. I returned my focus to him after Honey's nose passed uncomfortably close to my butt. I painted with my exertions and growing pleasure. On downward strokes, I clenched my muscles around his cock.
The bed rocked against the wall.
I reached back to grab his thighs. "Hmmhmm. Ca-coming! Master!"
His eyes scrunched closed as he got closer.
I slowed down just enough that his visible frustration made me hold in giggles. After a few moments, I sped back up as I felt ready to come again. My fingers pressed against his nipples, I came hard, gasping words I knew were only understandable in my head. I pushed my cunt hard onto his cock as he grunted his orgasm. I collapsed onto him, enjoying the sensations. After a moment, I reached behind to grab covers before Honey could hog them.