I Want One So Bad ;)

When I was in my late teens, I had a shoe box filled with many sexual toys, a whip and handcuffs. I kept the box hidden in my closet on the top shelf underneth some clothes. My boyfriend at the time took me to a novelty shop. I had never been to one before. One side was filled with practical joke whoopee cushions  and other novelty things but, the other side was a dream come true. The other side was filled with dildos, vibrators, anal toys, and masturbators. I picked out a variety of toys and was very excited to   using them alone and with my partner. One day I came home and looked in my closet and discovered that my shoe box was missing. I tore my room apart. I looked everywhere for my toys and could not find them. I came to discovered that my mother went through my room and found my box and threw it in the trash. We had a long talk about respecting her house and following her rules. I told her that I was sorry for disrespecting her and her so called rules but in my heart I was hurt.

She really had no right going through my things. I was a good student who stayed out of trouble and did what I was told. The only time you should go through your childs things are if you suspect that they are doing drugs or other things that may harm them and others. I never did drugs and I did not give any other warning signs of a teen out of control. I felt that I was at an age where I should be free to explore my body and discover the many sides of masturbation and pleasure. I've been on quest to replace my beloved lost treasures.

While on this quest, I discovered a lovely new blog that reviews sex toys. This Could Be Dangerous is a wonderful site that not only reviews toys but educates on the safety of them. I came across a storage box called the devine  playchest. It is describe as a luxurious piece to store your most precious sex toys. The chest has plenty of room, pockets and holding loops and includes a key. I'm going to spoil myself with one very soon and let you all know how it worked out for me.

Pussy Pumping

Recently, I was looking for a new sex toy to enhance my masturbation sessions when i stumble upon a device called a Clitoral Pump. I was surprise and fascinated because I only thought they were made for men. The pump is suppose to bring more blood flow and create suction. They come in many different shapes and sizes to enhance stimulation. I'm very interested in trying one of these beauties....maybe :) 

After the Change (Long Time No See)

Yeah i know it's been awhile sine i've been in action but i got lost. I went through some changes and came to the realization that something was missing and found my way back home. Starting with this post.

Update............
My lover and I are still on our roller coaster of a love affair. Our love has grown. We spend days putting the pieces of our broken civil marriage back together. My favorite memory is a saturday afternoon we spent together. We went beyond the boring sex that was famously know between us. We rubbed, licked and discovered other sexual places we have never been before. This afternoon lead to other countless days and many new positions. I found a new love for him and his affection for me grew more and more. We are now exploring new territory as one.

Going through changes

So i've been away for awhile. I've had some thinking to do, some growing. I've changed my thinking, my way of  learning. I've pushed fear into the back of my mind and let a new person be reborn. I've let the sexual shame that was put on me by mother go. I've realize that in order to be free, i had to just be me. No more lying, no more hiding. Just me. I let it be known to my significant other that he wasn't the only one that i've shared my body with. His response, "i still love you". This led me to question him about the sharing of his body with someone else. "Yes" was the answer the fell from his lips. The jealous part of me wanted to scream. Hit him. Make him feel the pain i put my heart through. The other part of me wanted to run. Run away from the same routine that our relationship had become. I saw this as a way out, my get out of jail free card. I had been in prison of a sexless, boring relationship. We had become familiar with each other. I suggest that we take a break. A cooling period. He did not agree to this. He wanted to have his cake and eat it too. I wanted to shove that cake in his face and make him see that i was no longer the girl he fell in love with. I was a changed woman. I want to be free. So what will become of this. Will we still remain in this love game.

Its Been A While

I know it's been a month since the last time i've shared anything with you all. I have no excuse and  i am very sorry for the lack of attention. First i want to say happy new year to everyone and hope that 2010 will be a great year for everyone. Starting tommorrow, i will be back giving you the juice and details on all of the after dark actions that have been going down. Untill then.

                                                                         xoxo
                                                                             Came

To Bi or Not To Bi

Is it ok to call yourself bisexual if you've never had a sexual experince?

On My Worst Behavior

Living this double life of fantasy and reality is a whirlwind. I have to make sure I don't scream out the wrong name, cover up all the bite marks, rug burn and back scratches. I call myself wanting to try something new and nasty(hubby has not reach this point yet) so, I asked officer D if we could use his handcuffs on me. Its hard to explain to my man why I have ring marks around my wrist (I bruise easily)! I have to confess, i like walking around with reminders of my encounters with the officer.