She hitched her skirt around her waist and pressed herself against him, each gentle sway back and forth made him grow and press inside his jeans.


Sinful Sunday


I love questions, I love learning new things about people and or just a subject I’m interested in. I know sometimes I probably become across as nosy as I will often ask so many questions once something or someone catches my interest but I’m always happy to answer as many questions as I ask. I’ve been told before that I’m not very forthcoming with information about myself and I suppose that is true, not because I’m trying to keep anything secret, just because I’m not very good at blathering on about myself. However,
if I am asked a question I will always answer it as honestly as I can. In that spirit, I asked the lovely people of Twitter to throw me some questions. I got four, well five if you include the stranger that appeared in my DMs asking if I wanted to have come “fun”.

My first question was from the lovely @DomSigns who asked: What is your darkest secret?
This really did have me wracking my brains, I know that had I worked out what my darkest secret was that it would be very unlikely that I would be sharing it here but the wonderful thing about this question was the realisation that I don’t have any secrets. Keeping secrets can be such a stressful burden so I’m very pleased to say I don’t have any secrets, dark or otherwise.

Question 2 was came from @frankallenweb: Do you have a favourite porn clip or piece of erotica that you would be prepared to share?
I’m going to talk erotica first, I find it very difficult to pick a favourite piece of erotica as there are so many people creating hot and inspiring erotica and what might be my favourite today might not be next week.
As for porn clips I rarely watch any so I couldn’t pick a favourite but I can tell you the type of porn I enjoy on the rare occasion I watch any. My preference is gay porn, there is something incredibly powerful about two, or sometimes three, burly men ravishing each other that I thoroughly enjoy. Women in porn are still often depicted in a way I can’t identify with personally but the raw animalistic passion you see when muscly men are hot for each other is incredible.

@rescuemedic999 asked: Mental or physical stimulation is your biggest turn on?
These two go hand in hand for me so I have never really considered them in an either or sort of set up. If I had to chose I would have to say mental stimulating beats physical as it’s never going to get physical if my mind isn’t already imagining and wanting it.

My last question came from @dizzygizz: what do you consider wicked?
Wicked is one of those wonderful words that can be used in different contexts. To my children it means something is cool, to my mother it would have meant something cruel or evil but to me wicked means something that puts a devilish smile on my face. Something that’s clever and naughty in equal measures, a little mischievous maybe and always fun.
Thank you to those that took the time to send me questions and if any of you have others come find me and ask away.

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Does Size Matter?

Does size matter? Yeah? it really does but not in the way you may think and to explain I’m going to have to take you back to when I was about eighteen years old. When I was eighteen you would usually find me in a pair of flares and a flowery halterneck with a different colour in my hair each week and a different party to attend each weekend. I wasn’t overly promiscuous but we all have those nights that we look back and cringe at and this night was one of those. It was someone’s birthday and there was a large gathering at one of the local pubs where everyone was in high spirits. I didn’t need to be drunk to be the life and soul of the party but this night I was both. Myself and my best friend were full on from the moment we had walked through the door, we laughed, we danced, we drank and we flirted. The trouble was I was stupid enough to flirt with a guy who was best friends with the guy I fancied the pants off and who sadly wasn’t at this particular get together. The party slowly wound down and a group of us headed to someone’s house to carry on our merriment and that’s when I made the fatal error of finding a bedroom with this guy. He knew as well as I did that it wasn’t really him I wanted but we were both too drunk to really think about it, that was until he dropped his trousers. Boy did I sober up fast, it was enormous and at 18 that wasn’t something I was prepared to take on, the prospect was terrifying. In hindsight I’m glad I made my excuses and left as I doubt, especially in his inebriated state, that he knew what he was doing with it which would have only resulted in pain for me and a wasted erecting for him. You see despite what we have been told bigger isn’t always better.
I’ve learnt from talking to other women, that some men think having a big cock is all they need. Their other skills are quite often lacking and they make little effort to ensure their partner is ready to take their massive member and from men, I’ve heard the words “I was too big for her” too many times. I mean seriously? Unless your cock is bigger than a newborn babies head then no, you weren’t too big for her you just didn’t do enough ground work. I know that probably sounds a bit ranty and I know that there are plenty of men out there that do make the effort to ensure its an experience that they both enjoy but either way there is one thing I’m sure of, a big cock comes with big responsibilities.