How can I become your bull?? I really want to experience something like this. Have sex with someone who is someone else’s wife.
You can’t with me. You need to find someone else to experience it.
I could never bring myself to tell this to my husband though would readily agree if he suggests.
Hi shefaali... You are just amazing.. I read your mother's story. It was so sexy. If possible can you narrate other incidences also.
Thank you for the kind words. i don’t write very frequently, only when i feel inspired enough from a particular image and it stimulates my memory, I try to jot it down. I will remember your request though.
And why won't they?
Not an ask but more of a praise - I am hooked to your posts and to the beautiful yet simple representation of your thoughts. I wish I had the skills of writing this praise in more apt/decorative words but as it is well said - language is just a crutch to a cripple - I still will not be able to express it all. Kudos, love and regards from Toronto. Keep writing!
Wow!. I am flattered. Thank you so much for the kind compliments when all I did was to let me hands move on while the multitude thoughts, expressions and emotions flooded my head when I saw an image or video here that rekindled them. Thank you, once again.
Thank you...
there is no woman as beautiful as a woman who is willing to please you, though i am pretty sure u are a sexy bengali beauty but your ultimate beauty is your WAYS…and trust me….its amazing.
__________________________________________ PS: This is a note someone wrote to me…
I'm just sending another one since you probably get a lot of messages and mine could get lost in the ocean. But i'd really like to connect with you .!!
Thank you so much for the kind compliment.
I checked your profile and liked it.. your are good to explain mind with words.. and i wanna know is their any pic of you ?
Thank you for the compliment.
(Repost - after Tumblr moral policing)
It is indeed funny to observe a fully grown, quite-masculine a man to show his softer side and request for a permission to use my hips. And mind it, it’s not something that’s apparent only in the men I have known before, but even with most that I have been sent as a courtesan to, or even by the ones I got myself ‘hunted’ down and then taken away with him.
I have observed that most men, feel that the conquest over their woman isn’t complete until they have done something that is drastic enough to either make their efforts to do it look satisfactory, or, they have inflicted (which sometimes may just be a belief) pain on their woman to make her cringe before him and submit. Both of these conditions are satisfied when they receive the consent to do it there, for no matter how experienced one is, it still needs effort to get into the ‘position’ and the inflicted ‘pain’ when the union happens.
In either case, an element of force becomes necessary for him to convey the message to the woman that she is his property, for minutes/hours/days, however temporary the ownership is. The need to establish control has been a fundamental criteria, more with the men who have hunted me and those I have been sent to as a part of my courtesan arrangement. My husbands have been more secure and they know that they don’t need to ask me for my permission to use my hips. They have developed the ability to sense my mood and know the answer even before they would ask. The hunters, on the other hand would feel the need to exert authority and it is often when after they have attained the primary satisfaction, and is in mood to pleasure himself once more, would have popped the question, “mind turning around? really feel like using your hips”…well, that’s actually a much watered down version of the actual words used to convey their desire.
Being asked that question makes me feel proud as a woman. It tells me that he found me attractive enough to want to explore more about me. The element of pain involved in allowing a man to 'use my hips’ is always present, but the satisfaction from knowing that I am being owned by him and he is getting satisfaction from ‘using me’ for that phase is exciting enough for me to usually consent to his request for use.
I really have to say that without pictures you really paint such an amazing painting in my head where the canvas is me an you are the artist who paints on the canvas. You really have a way with word which is kind of a bigger turn on...
Thank you very much for the kind compliment.
Married woman in her thirties, from india. Fond of La Petite Mort. I have an amazing husband, from who I get some of my best "mini-death" & "rainbows in the night" orgasms and intense love.So please do not propose making love to me; nor invite me for roleplays or a 'chat'. None of the photos here belong to me. Please note that I do not post my own photos here and the photos are reblogged based on those that I can relate incidents of my life to. If I have shared any restricted photographs or videos, please let me know and I shall withdraw (though that's something that I have to beg/request/plead with my bulls to do at certain riskier times 😉) Being polyamorous, I love male companionship and enjoy the companionship of a second husband, a bf and also have an 'owner' who sends me to men of his choice.
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