ShyGuy68
The Dane with a cane
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:caning::caning::caning:Fully my intention.![]()
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:caning::caning::caning:Fully my intention.![]()
damn, you win the tied off tshirt world championship!!

...don't worry, I'd be more than happy to take all the time it needs to be perfect! I won't even mind re-doing it, over and over again!![]()

Odd way to get to it but love the picture Kitty!![]()

Thanks, again, you guys (and ladies).
It's been a super busy 24 hours with orientation at school yesterday and trying to get my classes together. Then, yesterday morning I received a note from a reporter with whom I often work, asking me to help her with a piece that required some significant research on my part, due by 11:00 am, my time, today of course.
So, I finished that and just read all your sweet notes.
I had weird dreams last night about tornadoes and boobies. I think it had something to do with the storms we had the other day. During part of it I was in my car with the radio blaring and kept thinking I heard the tornado siren. And, also, my Touching Tits thread on the fetish and sexuality board has resurfaced, thankfully. I love those pics!!!
Anyway, for some reason, I was back in GA, it was summer, and I had my top twisted up like we sometimes used to do when I was a teenager. To protect me from the tornado, someone was grabbing my by the boobs from behind.
To pay homage to my misspent youth and weird dreams, I bring you today's pic.
K
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If you harbor any sort of nurturing or romantic feelings toward me, skip this post!!!!
I can’t flesh out a specific fantasy, but I’m very much in a consensual-nonconsent mood today. I’m harboring the idea of a chance encounter getting out of hand. A conversation in a diner that ends up in the back alley; an interview with a panel of executives that turns sexually aggressive after a few drinks; a stranger who finds me alone in a movie theater and takes liberties throughout the loud scream-laden horror movie.
I’m in a very sub mood where my I want my wrists pinned down, my blouse torn open, and my tits and pussy groped aggressively. I want few words and many more grunts and moans. I want to be feasted upon. I want a vibe held against my clit until I’m weak. I want to be fucked hard and then fucked again, harder. I want to be cleaned up and driven around at night with my hands cuffed to the headrest and my shirt and skirt pulled up. I want to be blindfolded while strangers touch me and stuff their fingers in my wet slit.
Tomorrow I’ll be back to prim and proper flirting. But, today, I want so much more.
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Thanks, again, you guys (and ladies).
It's been a super busy 24 hours with orientation at school yesterday and trying to get my classes together. Then, yesterday morning I received a note from a reporter with whom I often work, asking me to help her with a piece that required some significant research on my part, due by 11:00 am, my time, today of course.
So, I finished that and just read all your sweet notes.
I had weird dreams last night about tornadoes and boobies. I think it had something to do with the storms we had the other day. During part of it I was in my car with the radio blaring and kept thinking I heard the tornado siren. And, also, my Touching Tits thread on the fetish and sexuality board has resurfaced, thankfully. I love those pics!!!
Anyway, for some reason, I was back in GA, it was summer, and I had my top twisted up like we sometimes used to do when I was a teenager. To protect me from the tornado, someone was grabbing my by the boobs from behind.
To pay homage to my misspent youth and weird dreams, I bring you today's pic.
K
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Thanks, again, you guys (and ladies).
It's been a super busy 24 hours with orientation at school yesterday and trying to get my classes together. Then, yesterday morning I received a note from a reporter with whom I often work, asking me to help her with a piece that required some significant research on my part, due by 11:00 am, my time, today of course.
So, I finished that and just read all your sweet notes.
I had weird dreams last night about tornadoes and boobies. I think it had something to do with the storms we had the other day. During part of it I was in my car with the radio blaring and kept thinking I heard the tornado siren. And, also, my Touching Tits thread on the fetish and sexuality board has resurfaced, thankfully. I love those pics!!!
Anyway, for some reason, I was back in GA, it was summer, and I had my top twisted up like we sometimes used to do when I was a teenager. To protect me from the tornado, someone was grabbing my by the boobs from behind.
To pay homage to my misspent youth and weird dreams, I bring you today's pic.
K
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If you harbor any sort of nurturing or romantic feelings toward me, skip this post!!!!
I can’t flesh out a specific fantasy, but I’m very much in a consensual-nonconsent mood today. I’m harboring the idea of a chance encounter getting out of hand. A conversation in a diner that ends up in the back alley; an interview with a panel of executives that turns sexually aggressive after a few drinks; a stranger who finds me alone in a movie theater and takes liberties throughout the loud scream-laden horror movie.
I’m in a very sub mood where my I want my wrists pinned down, my blouse torn open, and my tits and pussy groped aggressively. I want few words and many more grunts and moans. I want to be feasted upon. I want a vibe held against my clit until I’m weak. I want to be fucked hard and then fucked again, harder. I want to be cleaned up and driven around at night with my hands cuffed to the headrest and my shirt and skirt pulled up. I want to be blindfolded while strangers touch me and stuff their fingers in my wet slit.
Tomorrow I’ll be back to prim and proper flirting. But, today, I want so much more.
.
I was trying yesterday to find my blue nail polish for a pedi to match my mani. I search all over the house. Eventually, I just went with the blue glitter polish.
I finally found my daughter outside, painting a ball of clay that she scooped out of the creek and allowed to harden. She was using an array of different nail polishes she keeps in a supply box. I chastised her for taking all my nail polishes to which she tells me, "All you had to do is ask and I would have let you borrow them." BORROW THEM? THEY'RE FUCKING MINE!!!!!
Ah, teenagers. Can't live with them, can't murder them in their sleep.
I've read mixed messages about whether my nails will be pulled off magnetically in the MRI tomorrow. But, since I don't want to go through the trouble to take it off now, I'm going to live on the edge!!!
While I still see it as putting lipstick on a pig, some of y'all pervs like this sort of thing, so here's a Monday pic.
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I don't have cuffs, but I'm fairly certain that you couldn't escape my grip.If you harbor any sort of nurturing or romantic feelings toward me, skip this post!!!!
I can’t flesh out a specific fantasy, but I’m very much in a consensual-nonconsent mood today. I’m harboring the idea of a chance encounter getting out of hand. A conversation in a diner that ends up in the back alley; an interview with a panel of executives that turns sexually aggressive after a few drinks; a stranger who finds me alone in a movie theater and takes liberties throughout the loud scream-laden horror movie.
I’m in a very sub mood where my I want my wrists pinned down, my blouse torn open, and my tits and pussy groped aggressively. I want few words and many more grunts and moans. I want to be feasted upon. I want a vibe held against my clit until I’m weak. I want to be fucked hard and then fucked again, harder. I want to be cleaned up and driven around at night with my hands cuffed to the headrest and my shirt and skirt pulled up. I want to be blindfolded while strangers touch me and stuff their fingers in my wet slit.
Tomorrow I’ll be back to prim and proper flirting. But, today, I want so much more.
.
If you harbor any sort of nurturing or romantic feelings toward me, skip this post!!!!
I can’t flesh out a specific fantasy, but I’m very much in a consensual-nonconsent mood today. I’m harboring the idea of a chance encounter getting out of hand. A conversation in a diner that ends up in the back alley; an interview with a panel of executives that turns sexually aggressive after a few drinks; a stranger who finds me alone in a movie theater and takes liberties throughout the loud scream-laden horror movie.
I’m in a very sub mood where my I want my wrists pinned down, my blouse torn open, and my tits and pussy groped aggressively. I want few words and many more grunts and moans. I want to be feasted upon. I want a vibe held against my clit until I’m weak. I want to be fucked hard and then fucked again, harder. I want to be cleaned up and driven around at night with my hands cuffed to the headrest and my shirt and skirt pulled up. I want to be blindfolded while strangers touch me and stuff their fingers in my wet slit.


Thanks, again, you guys (and ladies).
It's been a super busy 24 hours with orientation at school yesterday and trying to get my classes together. Then, yesterday morning I received a note from a reporter with whom I often work, asking me to help her with a piece that required some significant research on my part, due by 11:00 am, my time, today of course.
So, I finished that and just read all your sweet notes.
I had weird dreams last night about tornadoes and boobies. I think it had something to do with the storms we had the other day. During part of it I was in my car with the radio blaring and kept thinking I heard the tornado siren. And, also, my Touching Tits thread on the fetish and sexuality board has resurfaced, thankfully. I love those pics!!!
Anyway, for some reason, I was back in GA, it was summer, and I had my top twisted up like we sometimes used to do when I was a teenager. To protect me from the tornado, someone was grabbing my by the boobs from behind.
To pay homage to my misspent youth and weird dreams, I bring you today's pic.
K
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If you harbor any sort of nurturing or romantic feelings toward me, skip this post!!!!
I can’t flesh out a specific fantasy, but I’m very much in a consensual-nonconsent mood today. I’m harboring the idea of a chance encounter getting out of hand. A conversation in a diner that ends up in the back alley; an interview with a panel of executives that turns sexually aggressive after a few drinks; a stranger who finds me alone in a movie theater and takes liberties throughout the loud scream-laden horror movie.
I’m in a very sub mood where my I want my wrists pinned down, my blouse torn open, and my tits and pussy groped aggressively. I want few words and many more grunts and moans. I want to be feasted upon. I want a vibe held against my clit until I’m weak. I want to be fucked hard and then fucked again, harder. I want to be cleaned up and driven around at night with my hands cuffed to the headrest and my shirt and skirt pulled up. I want to be blindfolded while strangers touch me and stuff their fingers in my wet slit.
Tomorrow I’ll be back to prim and proper flirting. But, today, I want so much more.
.

If you harbor any sort of nurturing or romantic feelings toward me, skip this post!!!!
I can’t flesh out a specific fantasy, but I’m very much in a consensual-nonconsent mood today. I’m harboring the idea of a chance encounter getting out of hand. A conversation in a diner that ends up in the back alley; an interview with a panel of executives that turns sexually aggressive after a few drinks; a stranger who finds me alone in a movie theater and takes liberties throughout the loud scream-laden horror movie.
I’m in a very sub mood where my I want my wrists pinned down, my blouse torn open, and my tits and pussy groped aggressively. I want few words and many more grunts and moans. I want to be feasted upon. I want a vibe held against my clit until I’m weak. I want to be fucked hard and then fucked again, harder. I want to be cleaned up and driven around at night with my hands cuffed to the headrest and my shirt and skirt pulled up. I want to be blindfolded while strangers touch me and stuff their fingers in my wet slit.
Tomorrow I’ll be back to prim and proper flirting. But, today, I want so much more.
.
O M GThanks, again, you guys (and ladies).
It's been a super busy 24 hours with orientation at school yesterday and trying to get my classes together. Then, yesterday morning I received a note from a reporter with whom I often work, asking me to help her with a piece that required some significant research on my part, due by 11:00 am, my time, today of course.
So, I finished that and just read all your sweet notes.
I had weird dreams last night about tornadoes and boobies. I think it had something to do with the storms we had the other day. During part of it I was in my car with the radio blaring and kept thinking I heard the tornado siren. And, also, my Touching Tits thread on the fetish and sexuality board has resurfaced, thankfully. I love those pics!!!
Anyway, for some reason, I was back in GA, it was summer, and I had my top twisted up like we sometimes used to do when I was a teenager. To protect me from the tornado, someone was grabbing my by the boobs from behind.
To pay homage to my misspent youth and weird dreams, I bring you today's pic.
K
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Thanks, again, you guys (and ladies).
It's been a super busy 24 hours with orientation at school yesterday and trying to get my classes together. Then, yesterday morning I received a note from a reporter with whom I often work, asking me to help her with a piece that required some significant research on my part, due by 11:00 am, my time, today of course.
So, I finished that and just read all your sweet notes.
I had weird dreams last night about tornadoes and boobies. I think it had something to do with the storms we had the other day. During part of it I was in my car with the radio blaring and kept thinking I heard the tornado siren. And, also, my Touching Tits thread on the fetish and sexuality board has resurfaced, thankfully. I love those pics!!!
Anyway, for some reason, I was back in GA, it was summer, and I had my top twisted up like we sometimes used to do when I was a teenager. To protect me from the tornado, someone was grabbing my by the boobs from behind.
To pay homage to my misspent youth and weird dreams, I bring you today's pic.
K
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awwww...you are always so gorgeous...just hoping that knot is easily undone...so wanting to enjoy them uncoveredThanks, again, you guys (and ladies).
It's been a super busy 24 hours with orientation at school yesterday and trying to get my classes together. Then, yesterday morning I received a note from a reporter with whom I often work, asking me to help her with a piece that required some significant research on my part, due by 11:00 am, my time, today of course.
So, I finished that and just read all your sweet notes.
I had weird dreams last night about tornadoes and boobies. I think it had something to do with the storms we had the other day. During part of it I was in my car with the radio blaring and kept thinking I heard the tornado siren. And, also, my Touching Tits thread on the fetish and sexuality board has resurfaced, thankfully. I love those pics!!!
Anyway, for some reason, I was back in GA, it was summer, and I had my top twisted up like we sometimes used to do when I was a teenager. To protect me from the tornado, someone was grabbing my by the boobs from behind.
To pay homage to my misspent youth and weird dreams, I bring you today's pic.
K
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I can’t flesh out a specific fantasy, but I’m very much in a consensual-nonconsent mood today. I’m harboring the idea of a chance encounter getting out of hand. A conversation in a diner that ends up in the back alley; an interview with a panel of executives that turns sexually aggressive after a few drinks; a stranger who finds me alone in a movie theater and takes liberties throughout the loud scream-laden horror movie.
I’m in a very sub mood where my I want my wrists pinned down, my blouse torn open, and my tits and pussy groped aggressively. I want few words and many more grunts and moans. I want to be feasted upon. I want a vibe held against my clit until I’m weak. I want to be fucked hard and then fucked again, harder. I want to be cleaned up and driven around at night with my hands cuffed to the headrest and my shirt and skirt pulled up. I want to be blindfolded while strangers touch me and stuff their fingers in my wet slit.

Love the photo. Hope it is a quick slip knot otherwise I may need to rip it off
You don't want a lot do you. I am sure between the guys (and ladies) on here, we could manage to cover all your wants.
A tornado full of boobs? Why not, Sharknado made money!! Although your idea is far more interesting as well as visually appealing!
You sound really busy. Hopefully you still make time for yourself. That was a interesting dream. I would love to be behind you and grab your boobs. Speaking of boobs, this is a very nice photo
That is very hot.

Beautiful! Quit calling me a perv.

I don't have cuffs, but I'm fairly certain that you couldn't escape my grip.

I'll quite happily be the guy in the diner, the quietest executive with the darkest fantasy, the stranger at the movies ... You always arouse and entertain with your posts Katherine, and it makes my dreary days all the better but perhaps not so comfortable with the presence of a tumescent appendage!
BTW - love your pics ... painted nails and suckable toes, tied up t-shirt and those adorable titties - can't wait for you to post more of that beautiful body of yours!
I'm also very happy to know your current medical issues are not as serious as they could have been and I hope you continue to stay fit and healthy.

so sexy.

Damn!! Am I too late? If not, Please call me at (###)###-5639!!!
I swear I had the clipboard with the sign up sheet, just a minute ago.
Now I can't find it.
Well, I can understand the need to pin you safely down in the event of a tornado.
I happen to have a boardroom...and a Friday morning desire to lose myself in the wanton wilderness of the purity of fuck. I like your little vignette - it's sparks the erotic imagination this fine Friday morning.
O M G
I am not embarrassed to say, I need a change of boxers .
Baby I miss you and adore you and this thread

I really love that look on you.

awwww...you are always so gorgeous...just hoping that knot is easily undone...so wanting to enjoy them uncovered.
The thrill of the chase is always exciting. And better yet if it leads to wild, savage sex.

Well, I know the area code. I wonder how long it will take me to go through every possible 3 digit permutation to get a hold of you.[/COLOR]

Happy Monday, sexy friends.
At least it's reasonably happy here. I cancelled the first day of classes on account of the eclipse. But, Mother Nature is a bitch and decided it would be funny as hell to storm all day.
Nevertheless, there are no classes and my boy is home for the last day before leaving to return to college tomorrow.
And... on top of that, I finally made a cheesecake that didn't develop a huge crack down the middle.
So, all in all, this birthday is still in the "plus" column.
Happy 5-2 to me!!!
K
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Happy Monday, sexy friends.
At least it's reasonably happy here. I cancelled the first day of classes on account of the eclipse. But, Mother Nature is a bitch and decided it would be funny as hell to storm all day.
Nevertheless, there are no classes and my boy is home for the last day before leaving to return to college tomorrow.
And... on top of that, I finally made a cheesecake that didn't develop a huge crack down the middle.
So, all in all, this birthday is still in the "plus" column.
Happy 5-2 to me!!!
K
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Happy Monday, sexy friends.
At least it's reasonably happy here. I cancelled the first day of classes on account of the eclipse. But, Mother Nature is a bitch and decided it would be funny as hell to storm all day.
Nevertheless, there are no classes and my boy is home for the last day before leaving to return to college tomorrow.
And... on top of that, I finally made a cheesecake that didn't develop a huge crack down the middle.
So, all in all, this birthday is still in the "plus" column.
Happy 5-2 to me!!!
K
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