Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Monday, January 18, 2016

i'm a fickle twitter user

Bella is back on the twitters. Mainly because I've missed the sexy banter between like-minded people that my naughty twitter account gives me.

So there we have it.

For now, I'm not private.

Monday, January 11, 2016

when sex turns serious

I went to Cash's house a few nights ago. He had to work a bit but I hung out and met a sweet friend of his and watched him do his thing. Sexy in and of itself. Then he built a fire in the fireplace and the three of us hung out in the coziness and drank, talked, and Cash played the guitar and sang. Swoon. He finally went to grab a shower and I hung out with the friend and chatted for a while. It was lovely.

Finally, friend left and Cash and I adjourned upstairs to the bedroom.

You know what? This post isn't about the sex that was most certainly had. This really isn't a sexy post at all and it's very badly written if I'm honest. My apologies for that.

Things turned serious and we talked. Or rather, I let him talk. All I could do was be there for him while he let some very emotional things out. I felt helpless and heart broken. But glad that he feels comfortable enough with me to say those things and express those feelings. I do fear that he'll shut me out at some point and I do not want that at all. Life can be so shitty sometimes.

In lighter news, Cash's bff hit on me on OKC the other day without knowing who I was and that I know Cash and have a thing.  I let him go on for a bit before I informed him that I knew who he was and that I occasionally fuck his bestie. It was pretty funny. He was a good sport and we actually text a bit now and did the whole Facebook friend thing. He's a cool dude.

That is all.

Wednesday, December 30, 2015

snippity snippets

Bubble baths are nice.
  • Um, so I was chatting with an African American man today and when he saw my ass he exclaimed, "Damn, are you sure you're white!!??" He meant it as a compliment I assure you. Thank you sir, for appreciating the epic lusciousness of mah boo-tay. Cracked me up. 
  • The other night I took a bubble bath for the first time in ages. I'd forgotten how good it feels to be submerged in warm water, close my eyes and let my hands aimlessly wander over my body. I may have brought my glass toy into the water with me and that also felt all kinds of good. This needs to become a regular thing in 2016.
  • Speaking of, my goals for the upcoming year are pretty simple. Appreciate the present more, be nice to myself, make good choices, and cherish time with the special people in my life. And have more sex. Easy peasy. 


Saturday, December 26, 2015

Monday, December 14, 2015

sexting and playtime

I'm for it. With people who are good at it. Because there are some really bad and unoriginal sexters out there. And I had this whole funny post about this topic written in my head but now I'm just not feelin' it. Fickle pickle.

Some mornings I take some me time and play. Like today. Toys, porn, a certain man named Cash in my head. The bad thing about this is that afterwards I just want to burrow under the covers and go into that lovely post climax doze.

The glass dildo here? A gift from C-Man long long ago and in a time far away. Speaking of good sexters, he is one. And he seems pleased that his gift is still being put to good use on the same pussy he used to tease, lick and pound. I am really really hoping to see him again in the coming months. I miss that roughness and Dom thing he was so good at. And reading that long ago post from when I was new at this makes me smile. Make it happen again baby. Pretty please?

Monday, December 7, 2015