A word of advice? If you’re a woman, and you’re unable to orgasm,and you have photos of your familyanywhere neara place you regularly like to have sex?Move them. Seriously.
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Hi, there. I’m Steff, and I’ll be your pilot.
I seem to be getting new readers every day, and I wonder what their reactions are when they get here. I’d like to say a little about myself and what my little mission is. So. Without ado.
Who am I? Well, I ain’t your standard-issue sex goddess. I’m [...]

mm. this is what i needed, a friday night in, relaxing.
it’d be better only one way, if i had a little quality male companionship, maybe some massages, getting intimate on the floor. that’d be nice. a bottle of red, naked, too many blankets, a small world of candles scattered… mm.
to confess, i’m a little tired [...]

(So, here’s a thought: Great thing about “playing” in the winter — when you wake up to find 12 or 15 love bites on your upperbody, you can throw on a sweater. I like making new friends. I had a nice night. Scrubbing with sugar followed by dusting with Honey Dust? It’s gr-r-r-r-reat! As for [...]

I was showering after some housework (somethin’ nice about gettin’ real clean after being dirty) and thinking. I wrote a rant a bit ago on beauty products, and mentioned I use Aveeno baby shampoo and sugar to exfoliate. I just finished doing that, kinda all over, since I have a date later, and I realized [...]

Woman on Bottom bravely asked a few of those questions most women don’t ask because they’re too embarrassed. How does a woman, under her lover, get involved and change the pace of things when he’s thrusting away? And also, does a Vixen’s role change when it’s lovemaking as opposed to fucking, and vice versa?
Let’s tackle [...]

Soon, my life will be completely different. Like, tomorrow. I’m cutting the net, flying solo without a harness, and taking a chance to quit my job and focus on a few things like writing and photography for a bit. I guess I’m putting my money where my mouth is and living the unexpected life I [...]

Creativity’s an organic process; I know what I want to write for y’all, but I can’t help it if something flicks the switch and something else comes out. This morning, I was sweeping the kitchen, dancing around, listening to cheesy ’80s music, when this posting occurred to me. Remembering some of this fodder made me [...]

This day, the 15th, is one of my least favourite days of the year for private reasons. I fucking hate it. So, I got to thinking last night as I smoked a joint and continued to write, and this is the rambling ode I had about being single on Valentine’s day, and I dedicate it [...]

I bet Isaac Newton was the bomb in bed. I bet he was sitting under that tree, fantasizing about hiking up Mathilda’s knickers the night before when that apple came toppling down out of that tree.
After all, Newton’s famous Third Law of physics, “Each action must have an equal and opposite reaction,” should be every [...]

Primal, baby.
Why is it so wrong? You wanna make wagers on how many women lusted after our buddy Tarzan here in 1938? Oh, I think between him and Errol Flynn in Robin Hood, Fantasyland was fully booked for the last half of the Dirty Thirties. I’ll make you ululate, Tarzan, just watch me.
When I’m comfortable [...]