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| I always struggle with knowing what to say about myself. . . I guess a good quick description would be that I'm really submissive in my sex life but I also have a regular life. I should also note that I am a sub and my hubby is my Master (he's sub to guys . . . ) - http://www.collarme.com/personals/v/1539999/details.htm
I am a quirky, silly, awkward, shy, kinky, sensuous, witty 27 year old married mother of three. I am currently a student, full-time, and loving it. It always seems to surprise people a bit when they hear that I'm a psychology major but I have found an utter and inexplicable fascination with the human brain. In addition to this I am busy with volunteering and researching and trying to make a life for my family! So, this basic summary of my real life to explain that if I don't message you back or accept your chat invite right away, I may legitimately just be really busy but if you have patience with me, I will make it worth your while! ;0)
Most of my life was spent in a sexual bubble, or I suppose an asexual bubble would be more correct. When I met my current husband I had only been with 3 people and knew nothing of BDSM or really knew nothing. So, of course, my experienced husband made sure to take advantage of a curious, inexperienced, open-minded, non-judgmental, horny young woman. ;0) We left town together on a secret excursion. By the end of the weekend I had so many wonderful experiences from my first try at golden showers to cross dressing hubby and using a strap on to my first multiple sex partner experience. I was tied to the garage rafters in our vacation rental. The floor was cold under my feet and my heart was pounding in my throat. Just a few minutes earlier, the call had come in - they were on their way. Guys whose names I didn't know, whose pictures I'd never seen were coming here to fuck me as I hang here. The thought was appalling and so very appealing that my hungry pussy began to drip in anticipation. I had quickly downed a bottle of wine to calm my nerves and had been bound and tied here to wait. I stood there as a big, strong hand yanked my hair and head backwards. I could feel his breath on my neck and his hard cock pressing against me.
That night is one of the most memorable of my life. Was it the most kinky? No way! lol Was it the most fun? No, not at all. I remember it because it was the moment I very first understood the freedom that can be found in letting go, in surrendering oneself to another person and enduring all the tantalizing, agonizing, torturous fun that brings a powerful, intense release.
For now, I must go. . . will add more soon! ;0)
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