This is not one of my usual blog posts. It doesn't contain anything of a sexual nature. It might not even be relevant in the context of this forum altogether. If you're interested in a bit of the background of the person who's writing this you're invited to read further, otherwise feel free to ignore it and don't waste your time.

What I want to write about accounts for a huge part of my life. I've been indecisive whether I should talk about it for a long time. On the one hand it is nice...

Waxed Sluts breast with Nipple Kebabs

Photographs see https://www.getdare.com/bbs/album.php?albumid=14346

Needed for this recipe

1. Slut with tits that are not acceptable for a slut – too small – if your slut has nice large tits they can be better used for play, cock fucking tits being a particular good use for slut’s tits. If your slut like me has tits that are two small to squeeze against your cock this may a way they could be useful.
2. Slut’s...

This was a dare I did recently but I wrote it up as a recipe for cooking a sluts pussy
its supposed to be funny but then that's up to you
Warning don't try this at home

('to person who set it)
You think this was mild/easy - well you obviously don’t have a pussy which is sensitive and burns when marinated in hot sauce and then cooked over a flame like a flamed burger!

anyway i have written it as a recipe as i though you would find it funny...

The knife felt cold very cold, icy sharp as it cut my skin then I was a aware of a warm trickle of fluid from my pussy was it blood or pussy juice –ahh a mingling of both.



A fitting coating over lips and clit as i ran my finger up and over my pussy – I brought a claw to my mouth it tasted of me and more it was bitter and sweet my primeval –wolf blood. As my body reached climax I pushed the knife handle deep and rotated the blade sticking out to press on the underside...

Be Afraid of the Hunters moon full on 24th October 2018 .
My knife is sharp - I can feel its sharpness in my hot wet and sticky sheath, I am coming into heat for the full Hunters moon
Or is it his knife I feel, his hand on the dagger. I push my sex against the serrated blade as it penetrates deep within me. Am I hiding it there between my legs or is it a trick and my undoing.
Blood seeps out I taste it and my change starts -- in a week or so it will be complete then with fangs and...

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I last posted just under a year ago. Wow how time flies. So just a quick update for anyone who cares/ knows me, etc. I'm getting married this year, planning to buy a house next year with my soon to be husband, and I have a wonderful call center job working for an insurance company. Life is grand. No real complaints. Anyway, that's not what this blog is about, but I figure after a year of being inactive, I'd mention it. So, onto what has really been on my mind lateley...

It's been...