Some say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I beg to disagree, honey. Man shall not live by bread alone. There should be nights full of naughtiness. After all, we all need to fill an empty void through sexual pleasures.

Reading about what a bloke want to do to me in bed is my kind of foreplay. Nothing beats the type who knows how to weave an incredible fantasy out of thin air. Making me ache and squirm in my chair as my cunt starts to soak my knickers.

Just like most women, I fancy being tossed around in bed and moved into various positions to get fucked in. I do wonder what it would be like to be the dominant one, be in charge for once. Are there blokes who are willing to volunteer and experiment ...

Edging myself is the only way to assure that my orgasms would be magical. When I feel like I am close to creaming in my knickers, I stop touching myself. I only give in when I am frustrated as bloody hell and just start rubbing my clit furiously. I ...

My life has become dull as a ditchwater since I broke up with my partner. He introduced me to many things, including kinks I don't usually do. I thought I would forget about those when we broke up, but my body is craving them. I hope there is a man ...

I listen to podcasts when I don't want my eyes to get tired from looking at the screen for too long and when I want to learn more about sex and other stuffs. If I'm not with my phone, I'm reading a book while drinking coffee.