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Kink Of The Week: Laughter

Lovis Corinth [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Lovis Corinth [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

I like to laugh. There’s something about laughter that can be infectious, and contagious, and often once I get going I find it hard to stop. Sometimes I laugh when watching movies (I’ll admit few of these are true comedies, as my sense of humor can be rather dark), other times at jokes or when I’m talking with someone. Sometimes my laughter is nervous if the situation is new, and other times it’s a full expression of how I’m feeling since something’s tickled my funny bone.

Laughter isn’t really something I associate with our kink play, although it happens on occasion. Usually it involves tickling, as tickling makes me giggle and then laugh uncontrollably until my sides hurt. Even when there’s no bondage involved, just tickling each other is so fun and playful, it’s truly enjoyable.

Sometimes, even when I’m tied down and/or we’re in the middle of an act, something will strike me as funny. and then both of us will be convulsing and not able to continue for a while.

I remember one time, we had a porn on in the background. It wasn’t a particularly kinky one, and I don’t remember who the woman was, except she was blonde, large breasted, and getting fucked from behind by an unknown guy (I know, that really narrows it down).

We had the volume up a little bit and were getting into it, when suddenly we heard “Oooooooh-eeeeeeee! Ooooooh-eeeeeee!” in this high pitched, twangy voice… We both stopped and looked at the TV, and she had the funniest look on her face, and she kept twanging out that sound…and we started to laugh. And every time we’d look at each other, trying to stop laughing, she’d say “Oooooooh-eeeeeeee! Ooooooh-eeeeeee!” again, and we’d both burst into laughter again. My stomach hurt so bad, but I couldn’t stop, and could hardly get air. My partner was doubled over on the floor, and couldn’t stop laughing long enough to get up and grab the remote so we could mute the sound. He finally got to it and shut the sound off, but by then we were so out of the moment we just couldn’t get back into it for anything.

Needless to say, we tend to keep the porn muted or have music on instead.

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Kink Of The Week: Handcuffs

By Emily CC-BY-2.0], via Wikimedia Commons

By Emily CC-BY-2.0], via Wikimedia Commons

Handcuffs were one of the first kinky items I think I was ever exposed to. They weren’t kinky initially, of course. I had some as a kid, and I remember playing cops and robbers with the neighbor boys…the robbers always got caught and cuffed.

When I was in college, though, they weren’t for playing cops and robbers. One night my partner pulled out a pair, and I laughed, thinking seriously?  They were pretty standard: cheap, shiny metal with small keyholes on each cuff, and a fast release lever (also good for when you lose the key). I let him cuff me with my hands behind my back, and then later in front, and it was fun….and a bit kinky…and afterwards my wrists had red lines from the cuffs.

Handcuffs are not my favorite way to be bound, although I do have several pairs, and they can be fun on occasion. I have some that come with a furry tube that covers the cuff and makes them much more comfortable to wear, although I then have to color coordinate my lingerie. I even have some that are shackles – handcuffs and ankle cuffs, connected by a long chain. Those are quite different, and they can also be a lot of fun.

We mostly use the handcuffs if we’re role-playing – I have a rather sexy cop outfit, and my poor policewoman often finds the tables turned and ends up in the cuffs – but I’d much rather be bound with leather cuffs. For me, they’re more comfortable to wear, and a lot more versatile and easier to attach to various things as we play.

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Kink Of The Week: Pony Play

By J. Gurney & Son (studio) (1867 promotional photocard. Via [1]) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

By J. Gurney & Son (studio) (1867 promotional photocard. Via [1]) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

The first time I ever heard of, or saw, pony play was on an HBO series called Real Sex. They had a segment called “Ride Pony Ride” which featured men as the horses and women riding them. I will admit I found it interesting, but not a particular turn-on, as I couldn’t imagine myself being the dominant and riding someone like that. I’d seen a few pictures of women geared up as well, but that didn’t do much for me either.

Several years later, I read a wonderful book, Carrie’s Story by Molly Weatherfield. It was only the third full-length BDSM or erotic story I ever read (The Story of O by Pauline Reage and Us by Anonymous were the first two), and it had a bit of pony play in it, this time with a woman. Told from her point of view, it was even more intriguing, especially as it went into more detail and was a bit more explicit. Carrie was intelligent, witty, and so willing to go along with and enjoy what was happening to her. Then I read Safe Word, the sequel, which went a lot more into the play and activity involved,and it was arousing, especially since it was Carrie’s thoughts and telling of events, and not someone else’s – it was so personal that it did make me wonder what it would be like, to do that for someone I loved or was in service to.

I am somewhat curious about pony play. I can see the attraction, with the gear, harness, bit, hoof gloves, and even the plug tail (and I do have a thing for tail plugs). My partner isn’t interested in pony play in the least, so I don’t see ever experiencing it, whether I had an opportunity or not, unless he’d change his mind and want to play this way. I do think it would be interesting, though, to talk to someone who actually engaged in pony play, and watching such a session in person would be something I’d at least like to do.

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TMI Tuesday: Delve Into The Dungeon

By Sanfranman59 (Own work) [GFDL or CC-BY-SA-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0], via Wikimedia Commons

The Armory in San Francisco (where Kink.com films)
By Sanfranman59 (Own work) [GFDL or CC-BY-SA-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0], via Wikimedia Commons

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Kink Of The Week: Blindfolds

Paul Delaroche [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Paul Delaroche [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

It was quite a while into our relationship when we first used a blindfold. It was actually a sash from my bathrobe at the time: silky, wide, and not exactly opaque. We were playing around when my partner pulled it from my robe, which was lying at the end of the bed, and wrapped it around my head and over my eyes. I could kind of see through it, but through two layers all I could really distinguish were shapes, and I was a lot more focused on what he was doing, and savoring his trail of kisses from my neck to my clit.

I like using blindfolds, whether or not we’re using any other kind of bondage. Having no sight makes me focus on other sensations and heightens them for me: the caress of a finger or flogger tracing down my skin or his tongue in my mouth floods me with arousal. When he sucks on my breasts or my clit, it’s more intense, even than when I’m looking in his eyes. Sounds are amplified as well – being unable to see makes me tingle in anticipation of what’s to come. Or in my case, cum. Blindfolds are effective when he’s using the flogger, crop, or just spanking me as well, as I don’t know when the next strike will fall, and this amplifies the pain even though he’s not striking me harder than usual.

We don’t use blindfolds all the time, but they are a sensation enhancement when we do. Even though we still use things like scarves and sashes, I have actual blindfolds now. All of the ones we use are comfortable. There’s nothing worse for me than to be focusing on something rubbing on my eyelids and hurting my eyes instead of paying attention to the rest of my body and what delights my partner will inflict on it.

 

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