Wicked Wednesday: Celebrity

Celebrity and fame…if I could be a celebrity, I’d want to be sexy, innovative, and revered like David Bowie…

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TMI Tuesday: Sexy Time

Work in Turin 2016

By Lady Hide Painter (Own work) [CC BY-SA 4.0], via Wikimedia Commons

1. Have you ever had sex in the changing room of a store?
Not yet.

2. Ever blindfolded your partner for sex or have you been blindfolded during sex?
Oh, definitely! I love to be blindfolded, especially if we’re dabbling in bondage. And I love to blindfold my partner as well – it’s fun to tease them and keep them in anticipation of what’s to come.

3. Who out there likes to be tied up for sex?
I definitely do. It can be an incredible experience.

4. Shower sex…yea or nay? Why?
Mostly yea – it’s awesome if the shower is large enough, for sure.

5. Ever done a striptease for a lover?
I have – it’s always a turn-on for both of us.

Bonus: What are you thinking?
Right now I’m thinking that I’m horny, and I want to get laid.

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Wicked Wednesday: Flying

The Lament for Icarus by Herbert Draper

Herbert James Draper [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

If I could fly like Icarus up in the open sky,
I’d spread my wings wide open and I’d let the wind go by.

I wouldn’t heed your warnings that were couched in metaphor,
And I would wonder if you really meant to tell me more.

I’d skim across the waters, flying low and flying free,
And yet I’d keep my distance from the foaming of the sea.

And if my wings were to get damp I’d soar to greater height,
The wind against them drying them and making them so light.

But, being free, I’d want to fly up towards the warming sun,
To get away from all the chains that bound me just to one.

And though you warned me ‘gainst it, I’d fly closer, closer still
My beating wings propelling me up an invisible hill.

I’d fly until the wax that bound my wings began to melt,
And panic as I fell to earth, a fatal blow’d been dealt.

I’d tumble through the sky until I crashed upon the ground,
The glorious freedom that I felt now lost that I was downed.

Despite my wings in tatters by my sides, my broken bones,
I’d rejoice in the knowledge that I’d finally, really flown.

I’d cast aside my fear and taken risks to live my life
I hadn’t cowered inside my shell or hidden from the strife.

And as my battered body breathed its last I’d see the sky,
I’d be content, my soul at peace, and with a smile I’d die.

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TMI Tuesday: The Psychology Of Sex

Photo of a man and woman in bed

Edouard-Henri Avril, Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons

1. For you, can sex be separated from love?
Yes, I think they can be separate.

2. Can sex be separated from caring?
I think it’s possible, although I couldn’t separate it this way.

3. Men: Does sex seem to be something that you can never get enough of and are constantly seeking or thinking about?
Ok, I’m not a man, but I’m going to answer this one – yes.

4. Women: Is sex secondary to intimacy, physical closeness, and commitment?
I don’t think it’s always secondary – sometimes it’s primary and is more important than the others.

5. Who is more discriminating in choosing sexual partners–you or your significant other?
I really don’t know how to answer that – I would guess me?

Bonus: Who is more likely to take on additional sexual partners, you or your significant other?
If it were likely at all, I’d have to say I’d be more likely.

 

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Wicked Wednesday: Black & White

picture of a woman and man in black and white lying naked under a tree.

Salvador Viniegra [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

My love life isn’t black and white
(Are most people’s this way?)
It’s nuanced, and it covers
more than 50 shades of grey.

Sometimes I’m rather kinky
and dressed up in tight black leather,
I want to feel your paddle hit or
sometimes a long feather.

Tied down and spread, I’m open for
your tongue against my clit,
The thrusting of your hard cock
thrills me more than I’ll admit.

Sometimes I want to be alone
so I can masturbate.
And whether that’s with toys or not
is not up for debate.

I want to fuck myself as only
I know how to do,
And make myself cum rapidly
Or slowly (love that too).

Sometimes I want to make love
all the day and all the night,
To wrap your arms around me,
Snuggling close so it feels right.

I want to love you gently and
then ride you till you we cum,
To keep you close beside me
Till as one we do become.

Add into all this feelings
That I have and can’t control,
They batter at my mind and
try to rip apart my soul.

I want to share the love I feel
With those that love me too,
And share it in the open
Let that love widen and break through.

 

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