I took the last 6 weeks off of circus training because my neck injury was flaring up. The 1 year anniversary of someone running a red light and smashing into my car/life was during that 6 week break, I tried not to let that get me down. I remember being bummed that I had to miss training the day of the accident…. little did I know it would be 10 months before I could return.

It still fucks with me, how one split second can change the rest of your life, and it could have been infinitely worse, but coping with chronic pain and battling PTSD for the last year have not been easy. I have the okay from my doctors to start again today, slowly, and see if adding more stretching and yoga will help in a successful re-return. 
I hate even thinking that I might have to quit. Nothing makes me sweat like that fucking hoop, nothing makes my mind still like aerial acrobatics. But more than that, returning to circus school has done more for my PTSD than 18 sessions with my therapist. My mind and body are connected when I am up there, I can work through my fears in a tangible way. 
There is so much more I want to learn. 
Wish me luck today.

I took the last 6 weeks off of circus training because my neck injury was flaring up. The 1 year anniversary of someone running a red light and smashing into my car/life was during that 6 week break, I tried not to let that get me down. I remember being bummed that I had to miss training the day of the accident…. little did I know it would be 10 months before I could return.

It still fucks with me, how one split second can change the rest of your life, and it could have been infinitely worse, but coping with chronic pain and battling PTSD for the last year have not been easy. I have the okay from my doctors to start again today, slowly, and see if adding more stretching and yoga will help in a successful re-return. 

I hate even thinking that I might have to quit. Nothing makes me sweat like that fucking hoop, nothing makes my mind still like aerial acrobatics. But more than that, returning to circus school has done more for my PTSD than 18 sessions with my therapist. My mind and body are connected when I am up there, I can work through my fears in a tangible way. 

There is so much more I want to learn. 

Wish me luck today.

I brought Guy New York's new book Disgusting Beautiful Immoral with me on our camping trip and read most of it with one hand in my panties. I couldn’t put it down, it’s fucking filthy. In fact I didn’t miss tumblr smut at all because this book gave me explicit descriptions of some of my greatest fantasies in gloriously intimate detail. 
Guy New York is without question my favourite dirty storyteller, he touches upon the emotional experience of fucking in a way that makes each encounter feel personal.   His writing covertly teaches the reader about consent, communication, accountability, ethical poly practices and personal growth through the experiences of his characters. His female lead is neither a prop or a fantasy, she has depth and character and personal agency. 
The main couple in the novel explore orgies, sex parties, threesomes the Daddy Dominant/Little dynamic and a laundry list of dirty talking that left me wanting to cum and cry all at once. And the grand finale mirrors one of my greatest fantasies so beautifully it inspired me to consider making it come true…
Often a smut enthusiast like myself must choose between hot fucking and thoughtful content, but this book delivers plenty of both. In fact my husband and I made up a drinking game (while I was reading the book like a fiend by the firelight) where you flip to any page and if there is sex you drink. He almost ran out of whiskey about 5 minutes later so we stopped that game. But if you’re looking for something to fuel your fantasies and get you off I highly recommend this sexy piece of work. 
You can buy Disgusting Beautiful Immoral here in paperback or digital format.

I brought Guy New York's new book Disgusting Beautiful Immoral with me on our camping trip and read most of it with one hand in my panties. I couldn’t put it down, it’s fucking filthy. In fact I didn’t miss tumblr smut at all because this book gave me explicit descriptions of some of my greatest fantasies in gloriously intimate detail. 

Guy New York is without question my favourite dirty storyteller, he touches upon the emotional experience of fucking in a way that makes each encounter feel personal.   His writing covertly teaches the reader about consent, communication, accountability, ethical poly practices and personal growth through the experiences of his characters. His female lead is neither a prop or a fantasy, she has depth and character and personal agency. 

The main couple in the novel explore orgies, sex parties, threesomes the Daddy Dominant/Little dynamic and a laundry list of dirty talking that left me wanting to cum and cry all at once. And the grand finale mirrors one of my greatest fantasies so beautifully it inspired me to consider making it come true…

Often a smut enthusiast like myself must choose between hot fucking and thoughtful content, but this book delivers plenty of both. In fact my husband and I made up a drinking game (while I was reading the book like a fiend by the firelight) where you flip to any page and if there is sex you drink. He almost ran out of whiskey about 5 minutes later so we stopped that game. But if you’re looking for something to fuel your fantasies and get you off I highly recommend this sexy piece of work. 

You can buy Disgusting Beautiful Immoral here in paperback or digital format.

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What’s up tipsy selfies. 
I’ve been sippin.
You should be listening to Drunk In Love during all of these posts right now. (Loooooooooooooooove)

Daddy I want you.
My friend Sass said she could tell it was me getting hit because she could hear giggling. 
That sounds about right. 

What’s up tipsy selfies. 

I’ve been sippin.

You should be listening to Drunk In Love during all of these posts right now. (Loooooooooooooooove)

Daddy I want you.

My friend Sass said she could tell it was me getting hit because she could hear giggling. 

That sounds about right. 

Well.
That did not go the way I had planned.
There was a crop involved and as you can see I am some sort of winner. 
I had a good first kiss and got tipsy and filthy mouthed and there was some sort of dom-off one-upmanship happening which was fucking hot because I was the one bent over and I fiiiiinally understand Drunk In Love like fully with my heart.
I’m drankin. I’m sanging. 
WE BE ALL NIGHT!

Well.

That did not go the way I had planned.

There was a crop involved and as you can see I am some sort of winner. 

I had a good first kiss and got tipsy and filthy mouthed and there was some sort of dom-off one-upmanship happening which was fucking hot because I was the one bent over and I fiiiiinally understand Drunk In Love like fully with my heart.

I’m drankin. I’m sanging. 

WE BE ALL NIGHT!

She said, ‘You’re going to miss me,Wait and you’ll see.’Fully, completely.
x

She said, ‘You’re going to miss me,
Wait and you’ll see.’
Fully, completely.

x

(Source: herdirtylittleheart)

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