Musings of a Switch

Unfiltered thoughts from a bisexual switch

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Self voyeurism

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The idea of self voyeurism is not one of my personal kinks. I am personally repulsed by my body and I struggle with self-love and compassion for myself.

I’ve tried numerous times to be comfortable watching myself, both in the mirror of a bedroom I have shared with Missus Sub, or previous non-monogamous partners I have had. I try my best to position myself away from the mirror, or when we do face a mirror, I look away and focus on the person I am with.

However before that, the idea of making home movies also came to mind, and while Missus Sub and I created them when we were much younger, I don’t recall ever watching them, or if I did, I wasn’t all that turned on.

On top of watching myself in mirrors, and home-made porn movies, there are also the pics one takes of themselves to share with others. While I manage to take the occasional one, and maybe share it online, I still don’t like looking at them. Posting the following picture is taking courage, and I’m struggling to justify posting it.

Now that’s not to say that it doesn’t work for others, but for me, it certainly doesn’t work at all. It is a shame because I do like listening to the sounds that Missus Sub and I make when we are together, but seeing my body is a major turn off.

So while self voyeurism works for some, it does not work for me.

Under the sunset

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We meet up for a late afternoon drink, the sun is not far above the horizon, but still an hour away from sunset.

I buy the first round of drinks, you are drinking a margarita and I have a beer. We sit and casually chat as the sun slowly descends, the talk soon turns to flirting and some footsies under the table.

I suggest we go for a walk along the beach as the sun sets over the ocean.

We walk along, the flirting continues until we are both hot and horny, struggling to keep our hands off each other. We fall to the sand, I climb on top, kissing you deeply as my hands start to explore your body.

My hand wanders under your shirt, lifting it to expose your round breasts. I gently nibble at them as the sun continues to set beyond the horizon. I take them into my mouth, suckling at them as if I am feeding of your milk.

I roll over and lay next to you, my hand wanders down inside your jeans. My fingers slip inside your warm, moist cunt. I watch your eyes as my fingers slide inside you, and your eyes roll into the back of your head telling me you are hot and horny for me.

I help as your wriggle your jeans down, I kneel between your legs and lean forward to smell the scent emanating from your cunt. I breathe deeply to take in the full scent profile.

My tongue slips along your cunt lips. I gently spread your lips with my fingers and work my tongue deeper into your folds as I work back and forth along your slit. You rest your hands on the back of my head as I continue working your cunt with my tongue.

I focus my tongue on your clit. I lift the hood with my tongue and reveal the clit for my tongue. I gently nibble, a moan escapes your lips. You push my face hard against your cunt as I work your clit.

I slip a finger inside your warmth, reaching for your G-spot as my tongue continues to work your clit.

The last of the sun dips below the horizon and a gentle breeze blows over us. The light slowly fades as my fingers rub your G-spot, edging you closer to a deep orgasm with each stroke.

You push my face deep into your cunt as your moans get louder. I earnestly continue licking and sucking on your cunt lips, occasionally nibbling on them listening to your groans get louder.

The louder your moans and groans get, the closer I can sense you are on the verge of an orgasm.

My tongue vigorously works your clit and pussy lips as my fingers rub your G-spot. I keep my face against you as best I can as you start squirming, your moans and groans building until I nibble your clit in just the right way, your body writhing as an orgasm rolls over you. I continue rubbing your G-spot as best I can as orgasm after orgasm rolls through your body.

I pull back and let the last of the orgasm subside. I lay down beside you, wrap my arms around you and we lay there watching the stars appear one by one as the last of the sunlight fades.

Socks

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On their own, socks don’t come front and centre to my mind as being related to kink. I do know that many people enjoy wearing socks, especially longer ones, and some even associate it with little girls as part of their Daddy Dom, little girl dynamics.

I generally keep socks for wearing with footwear, and keeping my toes warm in winter on the cold floors. The vast majority of my socks are sports socks as they are my go to, but I have others for work related footwear and activities. Kink related to sock wearing is not part of my playbook.

However, there is something that just turns me on seeing a woman wearing long socks, just in underwear and a large t-shirt over the top. I think it plays right into my DDlg kink. Not sure what it is though, but it floats my boat.

Could I pull off photos of myself wearing some long, brightly coloured socks, wearing nothing but my new Prince Albert piercing? I certainly don’t think so even with a dose of self esteem directly into the brain.

Bind ~ Blind ~ Tease

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Select a kink

You’re a first-time visitor to a dungeon, and you are ‘centre stage’ because a sizeable crowd has gathered to watch you:

  1. Writhing from bare-hand spanking
  2. Restrained on an X-cross receiving a whipping
  3. Dangling in air wrapped in an ornate web of rope
  4. Naked on a floor mat with 3 people pleasuring you

Being the masochist that I can be, any of 1, 2 or 3 can my preferred choice, but being somewhat of a pain slut, a bare-handed spanking is what I truly want right now.

Write a 50-word story using bind, blind & tease

You kneel on the bed as I bind your hands behind your back. I reach over and grab a blindfold to make sure that you are blind to what is coming as I tease your body in anticipation of your body taking my cock deep inside you. I wrap the blindfold around your head, and help lean you forward resting on your knees and shoulders waiting for me to tease your cunt from behind.

Sex doll play

I could honestly swap between being the doll or being the doll-master. This would entirely depend on my switch mood for the day.

The idea of being the doll-master means I would get to have my way with the doll. Use the doll as my pain slut for spankings and canings, before having my way with the doll, filling her with loads of my cum.

On the other hand, to give up control of my body, and have a woman or man use me for their unadulterated pleasure. To be the fuck toy for them, to be the cum dump for them, to be their fuck doll.

Love and money

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Could you fall in love with and set up home with someone who has $100,000 (usd) in debt?

Money is always a contentious issue when it comes to relationships. Starting a relationship with significantly different levels of debt could cause issues, unless the debt is warranted, for example a HECS debt here in Australia for higher education is something that is paid off through taxation, so not really a huge burden versus say $100,000 of credit card debt with massive interest rates.

However, could I fall in love with and setup a home, for the right person I probably could, but they would need to fill a lot of my kink shoes.

Is it important for you to be the breadwinner or make more money than your significant other?

Do I want to earn more than my wife? No. I want my wife to earn as much as she is capable and comfortable as long as she enjoys what she does, and we are living within our means.

Are you happy with your chosen career path? What could be better?

What I do as a career is fine, the problem that I have is the office politics and all that goes along with it. I love learning new skills and knowledge about the career I have chosen. The only thing that could make it better would be removing the office politics that go along with it, (and deadlines of course).

Would you start a business with your significant other? Why or why not?

I have no interest in starting a business from the ground up. I don’t have the drive to setup the foundations of a business, let alone starting a business of some sort with my wife.

Bonus: Can money buy you love?

No. It makes some aspects of life easier, which may allow me time to explore my relationship with my wife. But money cannot buy love directly.