Annie's corner

Few months ago I decided that I was ready to show if not my face, at least my body on Lit. It was hard at first -- very few woman really love their bodies at 47, or at any age for that matter. I am a long way from liking it, but at least I got to accept it and be rather comfortable with it.

The thing I was not comfortable the most was the risk of exposure. There are few people on Lit that know if not my real name, at least more about me than I felt comfortable with. Hence an alt was born. Meet PhotoKink -- my much more exhibitionist self than Annie ever planned to be.

I will put just one picture in here, for the rest there is a link in my signature.

What a beautiful shape you have and a gorgeous picture.. Thank you for sharing..
 
Second chances

There is a thread in BDSM about the hardest thing you have ever done and one of the first replies is "asking for a second chance." Have to agree, it really is hard. And scary.

Did exactly that last Saturday, sent a "Hi, how are you?" to somebody I have not talked to for almost 6 months. And the waiting started: will he even talk to me after [whatever happened the first time]? Is he still available? Will he want to try again?

I could not ask all of that right away, first juat a "hi", four hours later when I got a reply (ok, we are talking. Good!) the small talk started. But I did not last long, asked the rest of the questions on the second round. And another waiting began, this time six hours. It was a yes!!

But the hardest part was not asking the question, it is forgetting that I had to ask it in the first place. In any romantic, sexual, anything more than just friendly, relationship I need to feel wanted. Not being just a booty call, because nobody better was at hand, but really wanted. Unfortunately, this does not work well with making first steps. There is that nagging voice in my head that keeps reminding me that he did not fight for us the first time around (he did not have a chance, things were way too bad and not because of him), that he did not seek me our later (the way I left, I would not seek me either), that he is talking to me now only because he does not have anybody else.

That last one, better me than nothing, my rational self still can't shake off! Every time he sais or does something questionable, this is where my mind goes first. I need to stop. It is not fair neither to him, nor to me. If I don't, we are not going to have any chance, then what was the point of even trying?

I hope writing this out will help. If I were religious, I would pray for the strength to not only ask for a second chance, but trully give it as well.

AW, I am really trying, hope you know that.
 
Valentine's Day

At home we never really celebrate it, so it is no surprise that last year I did not need any cards, virtual or real.

This year I sent out three: one to a Lit talking friend, one to a Lit talking and flirting friend, and one to a non-Lit hopefully much more than a friend.

T, RJ, AW -- thank you for making my life so much better!
❤ ❤ ❤
 
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There is a thread in BDSM about the hardest thing you have ever done and one of the first replies is "asking for a second chance." Have to agree, it really is hard. And scary.

Did exactly that last Saturday, sent a "Hi, how are you?" to somebody I have not talked to for almost 6 months. And the waiting started: will he even talk to me after [whatever happened the first time]? Is he still available? Will he want to try again?

I could not ask all of that right away, first juat a "hi", four hours later when I got a reply (ok, we are talking. Good!) the small talk started. But I did not last long, asked the rest of the questions on the second round. And another waiting began, this time six hours. It was a yes!!

But the hardest part was not asking the question, it is forgetting that I had to ask it in the first place. In any romantic, sexual, anything more than just friendly, relationship I need to feel wanted. Not being just a booty call, because nobody better was at hand, but really wanted. Unfortunately, this does not work well with making first steps. There is that nagging voice in my head that keeps reminding me that he did not fight for us the first time around (he did not have a chance, things were way too bad and not because of him), that he did not seek me our later (the way I left, I would not seek me either), that he is talking to me now only because he does not have anybody else.

That last one, better me than nothing, my rational self still can't shake off! Every time he sais or does something questionable, this is where my mind goes first. I need to stop. It is not fair neither to him, nor to me. If I don't, we are not going to have any chance, then what was the point of even trying?

I hope writing this out will help. If I were religious, I would pray for the strength to not only ask for a second chance, but trully give it as well.

AW, I am really trying, hope you know that.

I really appreciate your candor Annie. Feeling wanted is everything. I wish I had that ... Moreso in my real life than anything else. I hope it works out the way you need it to.
 
I really appreciate your candor Annie. Feeling wanted is everything. I wish I had that ... Moreso in my real life than anything else. I hope it works out the way you need it to.

Thank you!
And... this is the real life I am talking about, not Lit :)

It is almost a week later and I still have no idea where we are at -- we are talking and moving in the right direction, but everything with him is so slow... I wish I could just tell him to take me to bed already and forget all this negotiations nonsense. But I know I will really regret it later, so we are doing this stupid dance where I am left to question every move and every word :( Why is it taking him days to reply? Was it something that I said? Did he change his mind altogether? And then find out that he was sick and this was the reason for delay. Grrrr... Hate myself for being so insecure, but can't stop.
 
Thank you!
And... this is the real life I am talking about, not Lit :)

It is almost a week later and I still have no idea where we are at -- we are talking and moving in the right direction, but everything with him is so slow... I wish I could just tell him to take me to bed already and forget all this negotiations nonsense. But I know I will really regret it later, so we are doing this stupid dance where I am left to question every move and every word :( Why is it taking him days to reply? Was it something that I said? Did he change his mind altogether? And then find out that he was sick and this was the reason for delay. Grrrr... Hate myself for being so insecure, but can't stop.

The guy is obviously in need to a push, a subtle reminder that a very sexy woman is trying very hard to bed him. In my past I have been somewhat oblivious and I wish that she had either been a bit more assertive or a friend had told me "go for it; she wants you". Life's too short to wait in silence Annie. It's too short for regrets too.
 
The guy is obviously in need to a push, a subtle reminder that a very sexy woman is trying very hard to bed him. In my past I have been somewhat oblivious and I wish that she had either been a bit more assertive or a friend had told me "go for it; she wants you". Life's too short to wait in silence Annie. It's too short for regrets too.

Tan, I can't push him! If I push him now and it all blows up -- fine, so it was not meant to be. The problems is what will happen if I push and it does work? What then? How am I going to convince myself that he really wanted this? That he really wanted me? If he does not move it forward and somebody else does, well, too bad for him, but I am not risking to go into a relationship that will have me doubt everything from the very start.

Not to mention the fact that I am trying to be a sub here. I am not very submissive in everyday life, but if I take lead with him, there is a chance that it will spill out into playtime as well. And that will not be good for either of us.
 
Hm... And now I wonder if I ever gave him any links to Lit... Because if I did, it had to be to something on this thread, PK did not exist yet when we first met. It would be interesting if he kept the link and checks this out once in a while -- a way to say things without really saying them :)

Update: great! There is no way to check on this -- in one of the first chats I have, he mentions chopsticks, so he knew about those. But I don't have access to the chats we had before that, so I will never know whether I gave him a link to the text here, or told a shorter version of it right in the chat.
 
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I have few short stories that were either written because I saw a picture that I liked, or I had an idea for a story and it was visual enough to find a picture to go with it. The stories are too short to be published on their own, but maybe eventually I will make a set out of them.

The first story was inspired by a picture posted in the "Things that make my uncomfortable" thread.
A big thank you goes to Todger for editing!

Very nice.

Thank you.
 
There is first time for everything, right?

Today I received the first dickpic that I actually liked! He asked first, he actually asked twice, as the first time I chose to ignore the question, not wanting to offend him by saing "no" and not in the mood to pretend that I might be even slightly interested in seing it. By the second question I figured he really wanted me to see and I now am so glad that I said "yes"!

My usual reaction to these is " Ok, it's a cock, I would be really surprised if you did not have one. I like to play with them, touch, smell, taste, not just look, now can we talk about something else?" But with this one... My mouth immediately watered, my hand automatically went between my legs, I did not even realize what I was doing untill few seconds later when my clit protested the rough handling.

I think I will be going back to that e-mail a lot :)
 
There is first time for everything, right?

Today I received the first dickpic that I actually liked! He asked first, he actually asked twice, as the first time I chose to ignore the question, not wanting to offend him by saing "no" and not in the mood to pretend that I might be even slightly interested in seing it. By the second question I figured he really wanted me to see and I now am so glad that I said "yes"!

My usual reaction to these is " Ok, it's a cock, I would be really surprised if you did not have one. I like to play with them, touch, smell, taste, not just look, now can we talk about something else?" But with this one... My mouth immediately watered, my hand automatically went between my legs, I did not even realize what I was doing untill few seconds later when my clit protested the rough handling.

I think I will be going back to that e-mail a lot :)

I am not usually a fan of them either, but some are very photogenic :D Glad it was a good experience for you! I prefer if I get a picture like that to see a bulge through pants, over an actual dick. I like the allure of not seeing everything, but knowing they are hard because of me. It leaves more to be desired.
 
I am not usually a fan of them either, but some are very photogenic :D Glad it was a good experience for you! I prefer if I get a picture like that to see a bulge through pants, over an actual dick. I like the allure of not seeing everything, but knowing they are hard because of me. It leaves more to be desired.

Yes, this. The forbidden lure of the unseen.

Do you think they send dickpics because so many women like to shop?

I much prefer to shop in a store where I can touch and feel an item rather than purchase something from a picture on a page. :D
 
I am not usually a fan of them either, but some are very photogenic :D Glad it was a good experience for you! I prefer if I get a picture like that to see a bulge through pants, over an actual dick. I like the allure of not seeing everything, but knowing they are hard because of me. It leaves more to be desired.

Photogenic... Yes, this might be the case. Good morning light, lots of lube (there was a reason for that, it had something to do with my story that he read), not too much of distractions scattered around. I think if I had to do this for a client (photography client!), it would look somewhat similar. Though from a different angle as I normally don't look through men's eyes :)

And a big YES to a bulge, either through pants or an underwear. Bike shorts are great for that :devil:
 
Yes, this. The forbidden lure of the unseen.

Do you think they send dickpics because so many women like to shop?

I much prefer to shop in a store where I can touch and feel an item rather than purchase something from a picture on a page. :D

I don't think they rationalize it much. Most men like the look of their own cocks and I think that they by extension assume that any woman even remotely interested in them would like it too. Probably some women do, going by the responses on the "show your dick" threads, just not all.
 
They can, that's not exactly what I was talking about.

In mainstream culture woman on her kneens in front of a man equals submission. Not the BDSM style voluntary submission, but the forced one. May be not by raw power, I am not talking about rape, but it is assumed that woman does not want to do it and doing only [here goes the reason why]. For me, long before I knew anything about BDSM, this idea felt strange, because I both loved the process and did not feel helpless at all.

The same situation in reverse looks very different. The same mainstream erotica treats man that bothers to give head to his lover nearly as a hero. He is a great considerate guy, taking care of his lady. It is again assumed that he does not want to do it for his own pleasure, but at least nobody treats the situation as being forced on him. He is doing it out of love, out of gratitude, out of whatever, but always under his free will.

I know this is from a while ago, but you make a great point here.

My ex wife did not like giving me head on her hands and knees because she thought is was too submissive. I tried to tell her that those thoughts are just in her head and it could easily be a dominant scene for her as well.

Years later I met a woman who could be very dominant while on her knees giving me a BJ. Sometimes she did it and was neutral, neither Domme or Sub. There were times when we were on the bed, me on top, and she would push my shoulders and head down to her crotch. It was clear that she wanted me to give her head and though it was not my decision or interest at that time, I was turned on by the fact that she wanted it and wanted it from me.

ES
 
I know this is from a while ago, but you make a great point here.

My ex wife did not like giving me head on her hands and knees because she thought is was too submissive. I tried to tell her that those thoughts are just in her head and it could easily be a dominant scene for her as well.

Years later I met a woman who could be very dominant while on her knees giving me a BJ. Sometimes she did it and was neutral, neither Domme or Sub. There were times when we were on the bed, me on top, and she would push my shoulders and head down to her crotch. It was clear that she wanted me to give her head and though it was not my decision or interest at that time, I was turned on by the fact that she wanted it and wanted it from me.

ES

Unfortunately, for most people it is very hard to get stereotypes out of their heads :(
I was lucky to grow up without any porn and very little explicit erotica around me, so whatever happened in the bedroom was always between the two people, not between them and the whole world. It had it's downside too, but that's a different story.
 
Unfortunately, for most people it is very hard to get stereotypes out of their heads :(
I was lucky to grow up without any porn and very little explicit erotica around me, so whatever happened in the bedroom was always between the two people, not between them and the whole world. It had it's downside too, but that's a different story.

You make a good point. I can imagine the downside but it is such a good thing you had no stereotypes in your head. I do think our biggest sex organ is our brain. Once we tap into that, our physical sexual experiences become 10 times better. Using thoughts of stereotypes, taboos, and fantasies in play, in a good way, can be a wonderful thing.

ES
 
You make a good point. I can imagine the downside but it is such a good thing you had no stereotypes in your head. I do think our biggest sex organ is our brain. Once we tap into that, our physical sexual experiences become 10 times better. Using thoughts of stereotypes, taboos, and fantasies in play, in a good way, can be a wonderful thing.

ES

Without stereotypes, there are no taboos, either something feels good or not. It was probably easier this way to try new things, but than there never was an added rush of breaking the rules -- somehow the rules of what good girls do or don't do in the bedroom also were completely missing. I had no idea that oral sex was somewhat a taboo till I was in my mid 20s and already married, so the question "do you swallow?" still puzzles me as if a person is asking "do you eat apples?"

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Oops! Just realized that I commented here from a wrong account. But I guess from the signatures on both it should be obvious that we are thw same person :)
 
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Without stereotypes, there are no taboos, either something feels good or not. It was probably easier this way to try new things, but than there never was an added rush of breaking the rules -- somehow the rules of what good girls do or don't do in the bedroom also were completely missing. I had no idea that oral sex was somewhat a taboo till I was in my mid 20s and already married, so the question "do you swallow?" still puzzles me as if a person is asking "do you eat apples?"

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Oops! Just realized that I commented here from a wrong account. But I guess from the signatures on both it should be obvious that we are the same person :)

Great and I had fun checking out your other account and photos! Very Hot.

I have always been fascinated by the type of woman that throws taboo to the wind and just likes to experiment and try things. I saw a movie once that kind of fueled this fantasy. The woman is not mean or the ordering type. She just takes control because she is curious. Her hand finds its way to my ass playing with it, I ask why is she doing that and she says why not? Does it feel good? The rush of breaking the rules causes me to blush and her to smile or giggle.

ES
 
Quiet submission

New story is published!

Some of you have seen it here before, but it was deleted from the thread by the mods (too long for a post?), so now it is published as a Lit story: Picture story: Quiet submission

And this is the image that inspired the story:
j4a3Kqt.jpg
 
New story is published!

Some of you have seen it here before, but it was deleted from the thread by the mods (too long for a post?), so now it is published as a Lit story: Picture story: Quiet submission

And this is the image that inspired the story:
j4a3Kqt.jpg
That's quite a story, Annie. It reminds me of the movie "Secretary." Same landscape, different take.

Your story both aroused me and gave me quite a bit to think about. I look forward to many more from you.
 
That's quite a story, Annie. It reminds me of the movie "Secretary." Same landscape, different take.

Your story both aroused me and gave me quite a bit to think about. I look forward to many more from you.

Hi Nick, thank you for the feedback.
The next story is in the editing stage, so should be up in a couple weeks.
 
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