The Lingerie Party

Okay so I have a short window set aside for telling you about SansShame’s epic Lingerie Party a few weeks ago. I will be using visual aids to assist me in the concise telling of this tale. Ready…. GO!

I wore my new favourite outfit:

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(which can also be seen here, here and here)

It took me forever to master the art of curling my hair with a flatiron so I declared a brand new rule for one night only:

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(No seriously. I would have cried. Normally cool, but on this occasion NOT COOL! #slutty femme problems)

There were lots of sexy outfits, garters and stockings as far as the eye could see, but my favourite was Tia’s candy bikini. image

Kitten (who made me feel swoony because she paired her classic black sexy garter set with fucking combat boots and pigtails unf!) and I strategically nibbled away at the candy around Tia’s nipples to improve upon her already smokin’ outfit. 

But then SansShame stole Tia and put her up on the counter top and attracted quite the crowd with a little bit of sexy ice play.

Kitten and I stole her back and hit the rooftop patio to smoke a joint and check out the Pink Full Moon

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(image source)

Which was orange, but still completely impressive. 

Tia was chilly because of all of the ice in her vagina so Kitten and I snuggled up to her and we each rubbed one of her pretty little feet while we smoked and she told me that SansShame had bought her a feeldoe (a strapless strap on that is worn internally by one partner while the other end is used to penetrate another) and she brought it with her to the party. 

We went back inside and there were spankings given out and someone’s panties came off which signalled the official crossing of the threshold between ‘Cool People Hanging Out In Lingerie At A Party’ and ‘Cool People In The Midst Of A Raucous Sex Party’. 

Watching SansShame top two girls at the same time is just…..

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Unf. 

And then he looks over while he’s fucking one and the other is kneeling at his feet and says to me “I wish there was a way for you to know what this felt like” and I giggle because YEAH NO SHIT! And also because SansShame often has full conversations while mid-fuck. 

In spite of my fierce attire I was, as usual, a pretty nervous bunny about jumping into the play…

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But I found the courage to be brave and my sexy husband and I joined in the fun. 

When Tia and I found ourselves on our knees side by side I remembered her new toy and casually asked who she was planning to use it on. “Anyone who volunteers,” she replied.

I have a really shitty poker face. And I had only ever used a strap on once before

“Why,” she smirked. She knew why, and when I was finished blushing and checking in with my husband she started fucking me with it.

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It was tough to get the hang of initially but Tia and I were giggling and talking our way through it, it was fun! (Side note: SansShame purchased the Feeldoe More which is larger in size and has a more prominent head than the regular model. Well played good Sir… well played.)

We laughed our way through a few positions but eventually I was really close and Tia was like “Fuck it” and used her hands to fuck me with the toy while she licked my clit and…

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I came. Which is pretty impressive because I usually get a bit of orgasmal-stage-fright when I’m in front of a crowd. 

Exhausted I fell backwards on the mattress but bumped my head on someone’s elbow. I didn’t even care who I had just smashed into because I was still having after-shocks, but then a hand extended in front of my face and someone said “High Five!”

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It was SansShame. Because he’s awesome like that and he had just watched his girl fuck the hell out of me. 

I high-fived him back and chatted a bit with the girl he was going down on (as much as she could manage anyway) while I recovered.

At some point I kissed Kitten, which was fucking magical. She is officially one of the top 3 kissers ever. She has the most perfect lips and perfect kissing momentum, I honestly could have kissed her for hours.

After that my husband and I played together, he likes to fuck me while people watch. (I maybe like it too. *wink wink*) 

And then I watched Kitten suck his cock. She has the sexiest waist ever and SansShame and I had a marvellous view. 

My sexy husband and I had to leave at around 2am because we had to be up very early the next morning, but when we got home we were both so worked up we ended up having rough sweaty hard sex until almost 4am. 

The next day SandShame told me that I’d missed some very hot play… 

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(source: autostraddle)

…but he’ll have to tell you about that part.

File this under ‘Things Daddy Might Like For His Birthday’. 

(I’m posting pretty girls all day, and this photoset is pure inspiration… enjoy. xo)

(Image by fetishweekly… for the record I now have a huge crush on Hazel.)

This is what I wore to the lingerie party last weekend. I felt like a kinky comic book fairy, if such a thing exists.


Heart Garter (also seen here) by CreepyYeha
Impractical yet fantastical panties (also seen here) by LaSenza (they don’t carry this exact design anymore, but they have other fancy costume panties)

This is what I wore to the lingerie party last weekend. I felt like a kinky comic book fairy, if such a thing exists.

Heart Garter (also seen here) by CreepyYeha

Impractical yet fantastical panties (also seen here) by LaSenza (they don’t carry this exact design anymore, but they have other fancy costume panties)

This is part of the lingerie set I wore on my wedding night. This is the first time I’ve put it on since then. 9 years later and it still fits. Win. 
(Fact: The sex we had on our wedding night was pretty quick and basic… we were exhausted. But the next day we woke up with nothing on the agenda but fucking and loving each other senseless. He woke me with licks and champagne and strawberries and I wore my pretty white lingerie and stockings all day. I’ll never forget the light in our room that morning or the smile on his face. It feels like a long time ago.)

This is part of the lingerie set I wore on my wedding night. This is the first time I’ve put it on since then. 9 years later and it still fits. Win. 

(Fact: The sex we had on our wedding night was pretty quick and basic… we were exhausted. But the next day we woke up with nothing on the agenda but fucking and loving each other senseless. He woke me with licks and champagne and strawberries and I wore my pretty white lingerie and stockings all day. I’ll never forget the light in our room that morning or the smile on his face. It feels like a long time ago.)

Fucking hell yes… all the right things.

(Sigh. This post is talkin’ to a girl who needs a serious spanking.) (And not the sweet friendly spanks she got last night, the real kind that make her fuss.) (The girl who needs a spanking is me, in case that was unclear.) (Also who is this gorgeous woman?) (ED: This gorgeous woman is Nazanin Mandi and I’m in looooove.)

(Source: littletreasuress)

Merry fucking Christmas tumbl buddies.

(For more of my ridiculous Christmas lingerie click here.)

There is nothing as ridiculous as Christmas lingerie.
(Just because it’s ridiculous doesn’t mean I don’t have some…)

There is nothing as ridiculous as Christmas lingerie.

(Just because it’s ridiculous doesn’t mean I don’t have some…)

I’m feeling saucy today.
Let the posting of pretty girls (and flirting with pretty girls) begin.

I’m feeling saucy today.

Let the posting of pretty girls (and flirting with pretty girls) begin.

(Source: goofylace)

I bought a bra. I don’t even really wear bras anymore, they’re so uncomfortable and my boobs are small and I just kind of gave up on them. Life events have changed my boobs and I just never really caught up. But there I was looking at very saucy lingerie when the sales lady sized me up and scoffed when I told her my bra size. “There’s no way you’re an A. You’re a 32B.” I hate it when people tell me shit like they know me, but she said it with so much conviction I followed her to the change room. And fuck. She was right. She wasn’t even smug about it, just matter-of-fact. So I bought some bras.

therealkatiewest: Adjust, 2007

I bought a bra. I don’t even really wear bras anymore, they’re so uncomfortable and my boobs are small and I just kind of gave up on them. Life events have changed my boobs and I just never really caught up. But there I was looking at very saucy lingerie when the sales lady sized me up and scoffed when I told her my bra size. “There’s no way you’re an A. You’re a 32B.” I hate it when people tell me shit like they know me, but she said it with so much conviction I followed her to the change room. And fuck. She was right. She wasn’t even smug about it, just matter-of-fact. So I bought some bras.

therealkatiewest: Adjust, 2007

So I’ve had a few requests to do the ol’ Ten Things About Me posts. I’ve done a few before (for other “ten things” lists and Heart facts click here) and I love reading these when other people do them, so please do one too!
I fucking love animal print and I don’t care who knows it. (F.Y.I. This zebra set above has an adorable hot-pink bow right on the bum.) 
I have problems with authority. Today while speaking with an authority figure and trying to do my job I started to realize that the tone they were using was increasingly condescending and it made me want to explode. It pisses me off when people assume that because I am young and female I am daft and incapable. Furthermore, I hate that when you are a woman standing up for yourself in a situation like that automatically makes you a bitch. Right? They’re like “How dare you prove that you know what you’re talking about! Don’t you see that I’m in charge?” Well whatever, suck it, this bitch isn’t afraid of authority. I will not sit down and shut up. Excuse me while I return to my car and blast Rage as loud as possible and try to still maintain the outward appearances of a functional adult.
Writing about my feelings makes me feel so much better. Hee hee.
I am sad that summer is ending and I can’t wear dresses and skirts every day. Pants suck! (Evidence of my pants suck theory can be found here.)
We had a date (the clothes-on getting to know you kind) with the couple we met a few weekends ago and it went really well! We haven’t found a couple my husband and I both click with since our (ex) girlfriend and boyfriend moved away. I don’t want to get my hopes up, and I am a very weary bunny currently, but it seems like we’re looking for the same things and there is definitely chemistry there. It was nice just to enjoy a flirty date.
On this flirty date we talked about photography, one of his passions. He complimented the photos I had sent him and asked about them. I confessed that I’m an avid self-shooter. He teased asking if I meant that I take shitty mirror shots with my cell phone, I blushed…. how do I explain….? “Well, I work very well within the limitations of self-shooting. I’m pretty creative… it’s kind of a hobby.”
Let’s be real, self-shooting is a totally narcissistic hobby. I can own that. I maintain that it’s good therapy. It’s an important part of my sexuality and how I express myself. Bodies are beautiful. Nudity is good. People should be free to do what they want with their nude bodies. Amen. 
I am currently obsessed with greek yogurt. Delish.
My hitachi and I have really yet to spend a lot of quality time getting to know each other. This must be rectified. 
I am unreasonably horny today and I need to cum so bad I can hardly find the words to express it. NEED ALL THE CUMS!!!!!!!

So I’ve had a few requests to do the ol’ Ten Things About Me posts. I’ve done a few before (for other “ten things” lists and Heart facts click here) and I love reading these when other people do them, so please do one too!

  1. I fucking love animal print and I don’t care who knows it. (F.Y.I. This zebra set above has an adorable hot-pink bow right on the bum.) 
  2. I have problems with authority. Today while speaking with an authority figure and trying to do my job I started to realize that the tone they were using was increasingly condescending and it made me want to explode. It pisses me off when people assume that because I am young and female I am daft and incapable. Furthermore, I hate that when you are a woman standing up for yourself in a situation like that automatically makes you a bitch. Right? They’re like “How dare you prove that you know what you’re talking about! Don’t you see that I’m in charge?” Well whatever, suck it, this bitch isn’t afraid of authority. I will not sit down and shut up. Excuse me while I return to my car and blast Rage as loud as possible and try to still maintain the outward appearances of a functional adult.
  3. Writing about my feelings makes me feel so much better. Hee hee.
  4. I am sad that summer is ending and I can’t wear dresses and skirts every day. Pants suck! (Evidence of my pants suck theory can be found here.)
  5. We had a date (the clothes-on getting to know you kind) with the couple we met a few weekends ago and it went really well! We haven’t found a couple my husband and I both click with since our (ex) girlfriend and boyfriend moved away. I don’t want to get my hopes up, and I am a very weary bunny currently, but it seems like we’re looking for the same things and there is definitely chemistry there. It was nice just to enjoy a flirty date.
  6. On this flirty date we talked about photography, one of his passions. He complimented the photos I had sent him and asked about them. I confessed that I’m an avid self-shooter. He teased asking if I meant that I take shitty mirror shots with my cell phone, I blushed…. how do I explain….? “Well, I work very well within the limitations of self-shooting. I’m pretty creative… it’s kind of a hobby.”
  7. Let’s be real, self-shooting is a totally narcissistic hobby. I can own that. I maintain that it’s good therapy. It’s an important part of my sexuality and how I express myself. Bodies are beautiful. Nudity is good. People should be free to do what they want with their nude bodies. Amen. 
  8. I am currently obsessed with greek yogurt. Delish.
  9. My hitachi and I have really yet to spend a lot of quality time getting to know each other. This must be rectified. 
  10. I am unreasonably horny today and I need to cum so bad I can hardly find the words to express it. NEED ALL THE CUMS!!!!!!!
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