Thursday, May 9, 2019

The Curious List of Hot, Quirky, Cool, Geeky, Tasty Things That An Angel Likes

Hello my Kinky Friends!

Wow it's been awhile. 3 years. 3 years?? Yes indeed, it's been 3 years since I posted. 

Well, I was thinking of some of the erotic poetry that I've written and posted here, on my enigmatic little blog. Specifically fuckable, and how much fun it was to write it and how much I still enjoyable reading it out loud. Go ahead and have a taste. :) 

It led me down a rabbit hole on the interwebs, checking out some new kinky blogs. 

One caught my eye and had some juicy male perspective. 

But then I read a male dominant fantasy, involving the ideal petite female submissive, and I just yawned.

Boooorrrring. 

No offense meant to the author and all male dominants out in the blogosphere. To each his or her own.  I don't have much judgement on most fantasies, really. 

But male-oriented D/s just no longer turns my crank at all. And I was immersed in that world for 13 years.

You can find some entries in the early years of my blog, about that era. 

Now if I read about a female dominating any gender, that might get my attention a bit more, to read or see that in action. 

I would find that sexy to witness at a public play event. 

But I really have no more interest in dominating anyone myself any more, or in having any D/s element in my life. 

That is a firm NO for me. 

So what DO I like now? 

What DOES turn me on? 

What do I simply enjoy, in even an every day way?

Well a short time ago, I posted this curious list on FetLife. Yes I still love LISTS! 

So now, for the GOOD STUFF. Enjoy!

Kinky kisses,
Angel

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The Curious List of Hot, Quirky, Cool, Geeky, Tasty Things That An Angel Likes

Peruse my curious list of hot, quirky, cool, geeky, tasty things that I like.


  • Angel anything
  • FUN
  • LAUGHTER
  • Mindfucks
  • Bondage
  • Leather
  • Rope
  • Sharp shiny things that make people go ouchy or gasp
  • Butterflies
  • Breakfast
  • Suspensions
  • Teasing/being teased
  • Cuddles and snuggles
  • Very randomly swearing like a sailor
  • Acting like a Lady
  • Pleasure and Pain
  • Photo shoots
  • Popcorn
  • Twizzlers
  • Treasure hunts
  • Spirituality and woowoo stuff
  • Mixing spirituality with kink
  • Queerness
  • Gay porn
  • Hot girls (adults) 
  • Breasts
  • Burlesque
  • A spankable ass
  • Sensuality
  • Sapiosexuality
  • Elegance
  • Erotic poetry
  • Blogs
  • Blindfolds
  • Being served tea or coffee
  • Tarot and oracle decks
  • Kittens and puppies
  • Enigmas
  • Hand on the throat
  • Hair being pulled
  • Gas masks
  • Wartenberg wheels everywhere
  • Breast bondage
  • Dungeons
  • Munches
  • Wrestling
  • Howling like a wolf
  • Growling like a Lioness
  • Lions
  • Cheezie wotsits
  • Bacon
  • Sprouts
  • Paranormal investigations
  • Road trips
  • Urban explorations
  • High heels and lace
  • Corsets
  • Fishnets & stockings
  • 50s style pinups
  • Bettie Page
  • Loubertins & Manolo Blahniks
  • Science fiction & fantasy
  • Doctor Who
  • Torchwood
  • Captain Jack Harkness
  • Severus Snape
  • Men kissing each other
  • David Bowie
  • Hugging trees
  • Switching
  • Spanks, spanks and  more spanks
  • Impact play
  • Nipple and breast torture
  • Tops and  bottoms
  • Women wearing men's pajamas
  • Watching people play
  • Synchronicity
  • Knives, knives and knife play
  • Shopping at the army surplus store
  • Women
  • Women playing with other women
  • Lists

  • And other fun stuff ...

Friday, January 29, 2016

Back In The Lusciously Delicious e[lust] - Enigmatically Luscious: e[lust] #78

I'm back in the e[lust] for a an especially Fuckable post, kinky folks. ;)

Enjoy,
Angel :)

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Elust #78

Malin James Elust 78 Header Image
Photo courtesy of Malin James

Welcome to Elust #78

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #79? Start with the rules, come back February 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

£10.53
Balance of Light
Advent Calendar 2015 – Day 24

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Why Sex Fiction?
On using him

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

*You really should consider adding your popular posts here too*
Guest blog: ‘Quite Delightful’, James Deen and me
All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Make-Up Sex
Wide Open
Believe in You
I am softly athletic
Making a Short Story Long

Erotic Fiction

First Kiss
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
A Spicey Christmas Eve Tale…..
The Annual Christmas Party
If Only He’d Said Yes…
Very Very Necessary
concrete
Holly and Ivy…
Frothy White Stuff
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
30 Minutes

Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

Boundaries
Stress Makes You Blind and Your Cum Orange
On Eating Ass
Confessions of an Ambivalent Masochist
Joyous Jizz

Poetry

Ode To My Favorite Sex Toy
Earth
Fuckable ************************MY POST ****************************

Sex News, Opinion, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Lady Fapping: The Itty Bitty Kitty Committee
Does Size Matter?
A Feminist’s Guide to Sexting with Cavemen

Erotic Non-Fiction

Having Angelic Sex With The Virgin Mary
New Lingerie

Blogging

The First Day of the Rest of Our Lives
40. 41. One.

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Latitude and Longitude


your celestial body

I want to map it
chart every course
trace every liquidy river
climb the proud mountains
and coax the shy valleys
the slow and rushing geography
that pushes you
and pulls you
closer and farther
closer and farther
from me

I want to remember
every sharp point of you
the trail of arrows
leading to arrows
funny bones
collar bones
paralleling ribs
tiny toe bones
the 45 angular degrees
of elbows and knees
I could anchor myself there

I want to taste
your rich architecture
every sturdy stone
and delicate molding
and see if I can
melt the putty in between

I want to know
every cardinal direction
your sturdy gaze north
your sly profile east
your brave open west
and the sweet welcoming south

i want to memorize
your precise numbers
and you are a prime one
of where you are
at all times
and make you
my fixed point
my you are here
my x marks the spot
my hidden entrance to
your secret garden

because

if I know where you are
and how to chart your path
you will forever remain
firmly & lovingly rooted
into
the
latitude
and
longitude
of
my
very
own
heart

you,
my
most
precious
star.

***



Saturday, December 19, 2015

One


there was nothing to do about it
the yearning
that yearning
which slowly, seamlessly slid
back into your heart
back into your mind

that craving for
*something*
that something nameless
that something *je ne sais quoi*
the kind of something
that haunts your dreams
and makes you wake
suddenly
in the middle of the night
with heart pounding

ah the yearning
for what was
for what you wished was

that unbearable lightness of being
of the perfect love
of the perfect love won and lost
won and lost again

you find yourself keening
with the grief of it
like losing a piece of your soul
that grief
that claims your days and nights
when you least expect it
right when the colour finally
started to seep back into your days
one word, one sound, one sigh
brings you back the memory
of *her*
of *him*
the one to claim your soul
through out the millenia
through out the lifetimes

it did not matter
what name you each wore
what gender what shape what character
no, just that
one word, one sound, one sigh
just enough
to make you recognize
your twin flame
and then cry with the grief
of losing them again
in this life, that life
pulled apart again by time

you
*her* or *him*
so far apart
so filled with
the yearning
that yearning
back in your mind
back in your heart

oh to be whole again
two halves reunited
two becoming one whole one

your one
*his* one
*her* one

you once had it
you once loved it
you once held it

oh
just
to
be
that
ONE.

***

Fuckable


ffffffuuuuuuccccckkkk
your lips wrap around
every single primal letter
and the short thrust
of syllable

your teeth
clench around it
gnashing uncontrollably
prolonging it
almost -
but not quite -
unbearably

ripping the sound
rising from
your hot wet throat
with a pleasure
that's almost pain
and such pain
that skirts around
pleasure

fuck
fuck
fuck!!!

your hands grip
the sweaty sheets
as your body
twists flips and stutters
and then
that loooooooong body arch
the rigor mortis of desire
le petit mort
bends your back
like the girl
in the exorcist
yes possessed

f
u
c
k

you!

you swear
at the fiend
playing you
like a fiddle
or sleek red violin

the devilish digits
that just won't quit
the toys
soft and hard
carving out
your skin
and THAT
ah that knowing flesh
that lovingly probes
your hot spots

and that laughter
rising in waves and waves
at your endless fucks
punctuating their ears
loving every minute
of fucking
your most fuckable self

and when you finally let go
for the final time
(this time)

they whisper
in your exhausted ear
you
are
hot
as
fuck
my dear

so
very
fuckable.

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I'm baaaaaack...in the e[lust]: Enigmatically Luscious: e[lust] #77

I'm back in the e[lust] again, kinky folks!

Enjoy,
Angel :)

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Elust #77

The Other Livvy Elust Header
Photo courtesy of The Other Livvy

Welcome to Elust #77

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #78? Start with the rules, come back January 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

On the Island of Mhowra
Shoulder shaming?
What becomes of the broken hearted…

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

You can hear it in my voice.

Fingers – Please Fuck me With Just Them

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

*You really should consider adding your popular posts here too*
Don’t tell me sucking dick is easy
All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Erotic Fiction

FFC #7 – TIME TRAVEL : STOCKINGS
Climbing The Corporate Ladder
A Love Letter From The Rebound Champion
Virgin Traffic Stop
A Desire To Be Watched
It’s just sex…
His Gift
Like Blue

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Virginity
V for *ahem* not me
The Lost and Found
Woman in Repose

Sex News, Opinion, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Amy Schumer’s: Sex Acts for Girls
James Deen, rapist?
The Trouble With “Lady Parts”

Erotic Non-Fiction

Camming On Halloween
Fresh From The Shower
Story Of Endless Love, or Just A Cold Cure?
Strap-on Fun
The moment
Bookends (side one)
“Ropes? There are ropes on this bed?”
Gawan: hands and mouth
Tremble

Poetry

Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark ************MY POST***************
“Longing” – From Coming Together: In Verse
Denial Denied

Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

Jessica Jones and Choice (Spoilers)
I want to be your submissive slut (sort of)
Memories of wax
Getting Stuck In a Rut and …
Primal Hunger. Owning It!

Blogging

The Whole Picture

Writing About Writing

Writing an Experience


Monday, November 30, 2015

Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark


It was sharp.
It was sweet.
It was good.

A tattoo, pounding on flesh.
Staccato punctuation.
The never knowing, of it.
Of where it would land.
Here. Or there.
Here. Or there.
Surely not - there.
NOT THERE!
You scream in your mind.
Can't take any more - THERE.
The river of desire runs,
runs indeed.
Lava HOT.
The endless dripping.
The flesh beyond sensitive.

Some times a volley of thumps.
Some times a hollow echo.
Some times a whistling through the air.

Still, it falls.
Object after object after object.
Falling on the straining,
squirming flesh.

But your screams muffled,
both inside & outside
of your mind.

Your hand gives up
lifts to hold up
the sign
for
ONE.

And so it stops.

You slowly shudder
as yet another
release
hits you.

You are toast.
Done
like
dinner.

Only  one thought remains,
that you think
to yourself.

It was sharp.
It was sweet.
It was good.

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