I started this post earlier but I couldn’t find the right words. So here it goes. Since the beginning of puberty I’ve had a very healthy sex drive. I found solace in novels by Jackie Collins and others who wrote similarly. My imagination allowed for me to have some of the greatest fantasies I could dream up in my pretty little head. That lead me to keeping a journal. A place where I could let my kinky mind be free. I could be free to explore my mind, body, and soul on these pages. My journals over the years have been the place where I could be me. I would write thoughts of him biting, licking, sucking, and kissing me. His mouth, tongue, lips, and teeth would explore my body.
The problem with that was I was a teenager learning how to express my sexual desires. I was doing all of this while praying my parents didn’t find it. I’m always trying to find new ways to discreetly let my inner freak loose. My imagination is vivid, my love of wordplay is spectacular, and above all else my erotic nature screams from the rooftops somedays. My fascination with whips, chains, handcuffs, nooses, dildo’s, and all kinds of things that can tie me up. Bondage has a special place in my sexual journey. When I was in my twenties I learned that being tied up turned me on. The mere thought gets me hot and ooh so bothered.
With everyone now having cell phones texting my sweetie is my new journal entry. Sharing the things I want him to do to me is freeing. My current outlet is this blog but sometimes it’s my sweeties phone. My name is Ngina Blakeney and I no longer worry about my parents finding out my dirty little secrets. I embrace my dirty mind, explore my sexual fetishes, indulge in my fantasies, role play, and give in to the things that make me feel good. I have learned a few more things since then and I’m willing to share with you. I have erotic thoughts all the time. Read them, enjoy them, and maybe even steal a few. Now that you know me happy reading.
Love Always,
Ngina
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