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Sweet, Sweet Sweat Fetish

After Hurricane Irma, the electricity was out for way too long here in Florida. I acknowledge that we Floridians had it way better than many of the islands to our east, but we were still really hot and sticky.

Cicadas Make Me Sweat

We all had plenty to do, what with nearly every tree . . . → Read More: Sweet, Sweet Sweat Fetish

Twisted & Shouting, “PERVERT!”

I’ve been called a pervert for most of my life.

What’s a Pervert?

Definition 1

Definition 2: A person whose sexual behavior is regarded as abnormal and unacceptable. synonym: deviant

Definition 3? Let’s poke around and see what other dictionaries say.

blinking after looking at the Urban Dictionary definitions

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Pedal Pushers… Pumpers… Revving

A fetish I knew about, but never really knew anyone that enjoyed it is Pedal Pushing. Now I have a couple of clients who’ve driven me to learn more about it. Now I’m sharing what I’ve learned with you!

What Is Pedal Pushing?

Imaginations are in overdrive with this fetish, young men finding themselves . . . → Read More: Pedal Pushers… Pumpers… Revving

Am I a Mind-Reader?

I’ve had an interesting phenomenon happening lately.

I’ve been able to delve deeply into some clients’ minds, “seeing” the secrets they have never told another soul. They ask, “How do you know?!?”

Am I a Mind-Reader?

Of course I am not a mind-reader. I wish I had that skill (or superpower as some . . . → Read More: Am I a Mind-Reader?

My Pussy Hurts!

Hol-y FUCK, did I have an uh-MAZE-ing time from Thursday afternoon to Sunday night, partying my body off and entertaining others with theirs as well.  Me with 100 of my closest sex buddies: male and female, butch and femme, in panties and with strap-ons. A veritable cornucopia of decadence. I wish I could have brought . . . → Read More: My Pussy Hurts!

When the Call Goes Wonky

Phones Are Not Perfect!

Say you are talking to me, sharing deep & secret fantasies you have never told another soul before… and then the phone goes dead and we are cut off from each other.

You ask, “Are you there? Daphne?!”

And I don’t answer.

What do you think?

“Ack! I must . . . → Read More: When the Call Goes Wonky