missystarrk

Bambam flogger by Kelli Toys...yup I experienced it...I need a t-shirt!

2013-05-15T12:36:00.001-04:00

What I done did at Fetfest Con...

2013-05-14T12:19:00.000-04:00

This is a probably incomplete list of my Fetfest Con adventures (in no particular order):

I donned a Crystal Delight "Pleasure Pony Tail" (pictures forthcoming)
had some wonderful Buffalo Wings and French Onion soup
hottubbed/skinny dipped
got flogged by a two handed flogger (See Kelli Toys)
got electrocuted by a copper wrapped flogger (Thanks Kelli!)
Was gifted a fun assless mini-skirt from Purple Passion
Bought myself a red halter top with sparkles
Gave a dual blow job to some good friends
Had sex in an aquarium
Enjoyed a well deserved spanking by another good friend
Smacked a cute cock several times
Got to see a heck of a lot of friends that I don't see that often
Told a story for "Bawdy" (I totally adore Dixie, the founder)
Bought myself a black leather boa at a bargain price! (pictures soon)

*Please excuse the missing vendor links for the boa and halter...I can't recall the names at this moment

"The Hooded Nun" a Wonderful Fucking Sculpture"

2013-05-13T14:17:00.001-04:00

My friend Dangerous Lilly was raving about a gorgeous new brand of glass dildo. She had been sent a set by the company, Fucking Sculptures. Lilly is always very informative about fabulous newer products. She let me fondle several of these phallic beauties.

Ok, first off I instantly fell in lust with these sensual sculptures, so I contacted "Fucking Sculptures" via twitter. Maria of "Fucking Sculptures" got back to me with a quickness. I let her know that if need be I would be happy to review one of the sculptures. She replied that there had been a good amount of reviewer interest in this task (well YEAH). and for some reason she felt I was a good choice. I wonder if she could sense my desire for her product! We came to an agreement that Maria would be kind enough too send me "The Hooded Nun" for some review loving.

First off, when I received my "Nun" she arrived in a well padded fuzzy pouch. My "Nun" was a beautiful and rich red color and about 7 inches in length with about 3 inches in girth. She had a nice curve and a bulbed head at one end. The shaft was ridged.

Later that evening, I decided to give my new friend a try. I warmed the soda-lime glass with my hands and started to move around the Nun to try and find the position that would suit my needs. It turned out that my preference was the "handle" part curved down. I used the always pleasure giving circles, curving into my vulva area. I could feel the tip of the sculpture getting very warm. The sensation I received from this hot spot...wow...felt amazing. I came a few more times during out encounter. Well kids, The Hooded Nun is definitely a keeper! I look forward to sharing the experience with a partner.

Just in case you are thinking about possible breakage, "Fucking Sculptures" will replace your first sculpture free of charge, if during a moment you or your partner is so excited, you send your piece flying, and there is breakage. Also the sculpture can be washed with mild, chilled or gently heated. Please see directions for care and feeding!

Thank you Maria and "Fucking Sculptures" for providing me with this lovely work of art, free of charge, for an honest review :)

Pasties for #fetfestcon!

2013-05-05T10:37:00.001-04:00

you are kinky and you know it!

2013-05-02T08:51:00.000-04:00

when you have at least one locked profile within the social media environment
you shop clearance racks at vanilla stores/sites for your kink wardrobe
you actually HAVE a kink wardrobe
you find yourself comparing prices at several different sites for body adhesive, latex paint, leather wear, lube...
craft , home improvement and perhaps pet supply stores give you a hard-on...
bruises are a good thing
you giggle at work trainings when someone says "cbt"
foundation garments are hot
your family thinks those marks are a rash
you know exactly when your last blood test was
you find the "wetlook" style of material is awesome at any age...well because it is cheaper than leather and "breathes"
certain words roll off your lips
your scene name is used as much or more than your original name
you have some "headless" shots of yourself in a folder, flash-drive, etc...
you are aware that there are numerous types of fishnet patterns
tim curry was hot in rocky horror
you adore that duct tape, and plastic wrap comes in great colors or patterns these days
an apron can be an outfit
you have a tiara, cape, boa, or a gas mask, and you wear it
you are usually aware of corset sales
body paint can be an outfit
you know the value of having hand sanitizer readily available
you put a condom on your sex toys
you think slave leia is overdone
you HAVE sex toys
candles are not just for birthdays
you have had a strap-on fitting
you know why glass, wood and stainless steel toys are wonderful in their own special way
chances are you know someone on hbo's "real sex" or any sex related lifestyle show
you are aware that eyelash glue applied on skin is safe and easily removed
you know the difference between "stingy" and "thuddy"
you are aware that toddler and baby clothes are not just for toddlers and babies
you know the difference between skull fucking and giving a blow job
being called a slut isn't necessarily derogatory
you never assume ANYTHING!

*yes i know that every person is different and you might not own a tiarra, or cape, or boa...this is a silly list...so enjoy!

Happy May! #nsfw

2013-05-01T16:49:00.001-04:00

attending a sex event, some of the "ins and outs"

2013-04-25T12:25:00.000-04:00

tis the season for sex events...for me anyway. in two weeks i will be pocono mountain bound. the event is taking place in a mountain "resort" hotel. there will be saunas, hot tubs, an indoor pool, and a few play spaces. i am rooming with friends, and i expect to have a fabulous time.

the event is known as a "complete hotel takeover". this means only kinksters will be in the hotel, with the exception of hotel staff. we can walk around naked or near naked...dressed up in our fabulous gear, the eye candy should be blinding. i can't wait. sometimes the level of clothing depends on whether the establishment has a liquor license or not.

now another thing about this type of event, is that the attendees generally do not know the actual hotel in which we are staying until we receive emails fairly close to the event date. the reason for secrecy is due to the fact that the group running the event are making sure that the event is indeed private.

guests are required to register before the event. folks are not allowed to register the day of the event. when a person registers that person gives a name for their event badge, and often wear a wrist band that signifies whether that person is available for photos or not. also, there are photographers but no personal photography is allowed. the way this subject is handled depends on the event.

often during events people have a variety of choices of how they choose to spend their time. specific events vary, however the ones i have attended usually have some "kink instruction", equipped play spaces, lots of nudity or semi nudity, public and private sex. understand that no one is required to be unclothed, this is a choice. also as an individual you do not have to to do ANYTHING at all. watching is also an option, just don't be a "creepy person" (see rules of the specific event).

the atmosphere of some of my favorite events includes friendly and accepting people from all walks of life. i like to attend conventions on my own. this way i am the boss of my own schedule and can choose to indulge in whatever i fancy at that point in time.

if you have ever been curious about attending a sex con, i would suggest that you go for it. for one thing the experience is unique. Also, i have found many of the the groups i have spent time with are a sex positive, open bunch. going to a con is like attending adult camp, i swear. follow the rules and be respectful of others and enjoy!

lastly, please feel free to add comments or additional information to this post through comments, or if you have any questions about said events. if i can't answer the question i will find out the answer from someone who can.

xo,
missy

Escape of the killer boobs...

2013-04-18T15:40:00.001-04:00

with love to my ipad playlist

2013-04-08T09:10:00.000-04:00

i am drained...tired

i keep mulling things over trying to figure out what i could have done differently. and you know what? i did all i could have done.

i sit at my desk listening to music that my student find confusing. i am thinking of all the things in my life that are wonderful and unique, relationships and experiences that are all mine. i do not have to accept sad, gunky crap. i can let it go, and move on. (the eagles, new kid in town)

next is sioxsie and the banshees' "happy house". i continue to converse with myself, unwinding and untangling those thoughts. if i work them through something more pleasant will take their place. as celo's "fuck you" comes on i feel a smile pulling at the corners of my lips.

"sweet dreams are made of this"...annie lennox is singing...deep and throaty, her brown sugar voice envelops me. calmness washes over. everything will be okay.we are finished now. i will let it go. i bid you adieu sadness and regret. "hurt so good" by john cougar begins.

My new favorite bra...:)

2013-04-04T22:01:00.001-04:00

Fishnet lace...only issue is that the material will rip easily ;)

2013-03-30T22:20:00.001-04:00

The conversation we should have had...

2013-03-21T12:15:00.001-04:00

Recently I attended a convention. I worked as a paid staff member. The event was 160 miles from my home. The trip took me almost 4 hours. I was asked to work the registration desk by the con creator. I was paid 250 dollars for 3 shifts of work. The first night I worked my position from 7 to 9 ish pm. The 2nd day I worked from 8:30am until approximately 4 ish. I had a generous lunch break. On the last day of the event my hours were 8:30am until around 1:50, when I was told to leave, my work was finished.

The con was lovely. The attendees were awesome. The con creator did her thing. I have no complaints about any of these aspects, or folks. The one issue I did an do have has to do with an attitude towards some of us that were working for the event. Please keep in mind I have decided to take the high road in this post. I am not naming names. Once again, this was a rocking con. Oh yes, please also understand my dear readers that I will delete troll comments, and hashtags. I do not get the "butthurt" so easily. However, I am sad and as a writer, this is what I do to vent.

Having spent a full day at registration most of the day, on Saturday, I had had dealings with hundreds of people, vendors, blog stars, and educators and my beloved young people. Entertainment was occurring, but alas I was so tired of crowds. It was after 9:30 pm and I decided to just hang out with some friends in the mezzanine lobby.

One of my favorite bloggers was showing me some new arty dildos she had been reviewing. I was holding one of them. We were sitting at the empty registration table, there were no longer any seats available on the mezzanine due to the evening's event. My companion did not want to sit on the floor...( I am actually a floor fan). At this point one of the con's gang came striding quickly through the lobby. She lingered long enough to raise her voice in front of everyone in the lobby (about 8 people). She proceeded to dress me down about the fact that I was an"employee" and sitting at the unmarked registration table, playing with stone dildos. Ok, fine. I understand...however yelling was definitely not the way to go. Humiliation is generally not a helpful way to go about changing someone's actions.

This event colored the rest of my stay at the conference, I cried and vented an got some feedback from some very dear people. The next day (as previously mentioned), I was ignored by this person until she summarily dismissed me. No comment other than "registration is over, you can leave".

Throughout the conference there were other incidents having to do with this person's interactions with other people which cast a negative shadow on the event, however those stories are not my stories to tell. I am glad to get this discussion off my chest, I wish we could have actually had it.

orgy...

2013-03-19T14:22:00.002-04:00

we received a text with the room number. our hotel room was on the 8th floor and the "party" was on the 6th floor. she decided to wear her a black garter-belt with black thigh-high tights. her skirt was long enough to show that her stockings covered some of her thigh. he wore dress pants and a pink collared, polo style shirt. i wore a black draping top, with a short, shiny skirt, my legs were clad in striped tights of grey and black.

she knocked at the door and a pretty and petite person answered. she opened the door and within the dimly lit room i saw flesh. i heard moans. there were at least fourteen people in the hotel suite, and perhaps seven on the king size bed.

a dark haired full bodied person lay spread eagle on the large bed. there were probably three people touching and teasing her tender skinned body. the people tending to the needs of the pale skinned woman held buzzing, condom covered toys, and glove clad hands. they whispered in her ear how lovely she looked, and how wonderful her reactions were to their touches. people were moving in and out of this scene with polite requests.

we had gravitated towards the back of the hotel room, past the large king-size bed, there was some floor space. my grinning cohort greeted the sensuous creature who had promised a test run of a stunning, steel, dildo. i noticed fingering morphing into blow-jobs, and stroking blending into loud and louder moans.

we, my partners and i, started to remove pieces of our clothing. someone put down a white sheet. my female companion was told to make herself comfortable, the ministrations were to begin. a gorgeous blond femme began to stroke my friends thigh, as a delectable freckled red-head kissed her mouth. i watched. at this time, my male friend's cock was attached to some sort of suction cup, dick torture device, he appeared to be very happy with the attention he was receiving from a very tall and very slim person with rhinestone stilleto heels.

i continued to watch all the sights unfolding around me. moaning and panting coming from all parts of the suite. i had another friend at this get together. we had shared some time at different events and i liked her very much. she came over to where i was and sat down. she was naked and i was only wearing a very short skirt at this point. i really don't know why i wasn't naked. she asked if my nipples were sensitive. i told her to see for herself. she started pinching them lightly then with more pressure. i think i sighed.

she moved from my nipples to my breasts, kneading them and finding knots of nerves under my skin. at one point i moved so that my head was in her lap. her large soft breasts were surrounding my face as she leaned and pressed against my flesh. as she pressed, pinched and squeezed, my brain filled with light...we were breathing in tandem. so delightful, all my stress left.

i eased my body to a sitting position, then she and i watched and chatted quietly, as my other friends were brought to climax at several different intervals. the scene was blurry and comforting. it was so late after all of this pleasure giving. my two original companions and i said our "goodbyes" and floated back to our room. i would guess we all fell asleep within moments of sinking into our respective beds. this was a perfect saturday night orgy. apparently one doesn't necessarily have sex to fully enjoy a sex party...

next event on tap...

2013-03-13T14:23:00.000-04:00

this weekend i am off to catalystcon, i shall be registering all the folks for the sessions. i love this job, it gives me a chance to say hello to friends i don't see nearly as often as i would like. i don't plan on much debauchery, however i do want to pack plenty of talking, listening, and learning into my weekend. to those of you attending, see you soon! if we have never met in real life, please say "hi" I will be at the big table distributing swag and checking off names.

Curves...etc

2013-03-10T19:23:00.001-04:00

Weekend of the bad girl (Sunday)

2013-03-06T09:19:00.002-05:00

There was a play party that evening. I had decided on short red, chiffon tiered dress. Under the red dress I wore a strapless black slip/dress and fishnet stockings. The footwear I had chosen was my "go to" boots, a pair of lace up, shiny black combats.

I have attended more than a few play parties in my life, and in my experience one never knows what to expect. I entered the club. There were red leatherette couches and black, backless chairs thoughtfully placed throughout the loft. The place was comfy.

It was around 9:30 pm and the party was starting to fill up. It seemed that there was a diverse crowd including folks in jeans and t-shirts to people wearing wigs and leather halter tops.

As I walked deeper into the club, the mood got more fleshy. Lap-dances morphed into spread into full fledged scenes. At the end of the loft I saw some Pleasure Salon Friends. S. was busy tying M's balls and shaft into a pretty knot. She was removing all sorts of forks and brushes from her sparkly evening bag. M. had a huge smile on his face. Across from S. and M. was a triad of folks. The triad consisted of 2 torturers and one hot as fuck, consensual victim.

Earlier that evening, a gentleman that I knew from previous get togethers shared that he was in need of a good beating. His "Miss" was not in attendance and she had given him permission to seek out some needed relief. He offered himself and I accepted.

After taking in some of the other activities in the back of the loft, I decided it was a good time to fuck him up. At this point I was clad only in my black slip/dress, stockings and of course my pretty combat boots. I beckoned him over. I ordered r. to remove his shirt and funky blue vest. Next he was told to drop his pants and striped boxer briefs. I had him stand in front of me, hands clasped behind his neck. First, I pinched his left nipple, I watched him cringe. This was going to be fun.

Next to me another friend of mine was putting his toy bag to good use. He had a black rubber baton that I requested. He was kind enough to lend the baton to me. I told my victim to turn around and place his hands on the lounge in front of him. He was naked and looked extremely vulnerable. I proceeded to beat his ass with the baton, intermittently running my nails down his back, or reaching between his legs and pinching his inner thighs. I skimmed my hands over his ass and felt that some welts had risen. My sadistic friend handed me a pizza cutter looking tool, to roll over the welt. My victim let out a yelp as the pointy little wheel rolled over his tender parts.

When I felt my mission with r. was finished, I told him to get dressed and I gave him a kiss. He seemed blissed out, when I asked him if he required "aftercare". r. let me know he was just fine. It was time for me to go explore other sights. Xo

Weekend of the bad girl (Saturday)

2013-03-05T11:38:00.003-05:00

Saturday I drove my Forester to NYC, for the Cinekink film fest. I was slated to work the hospitality table all day. As a hospitality volunteer, I got to watch all the pretty folks come in and out of the screenings all evening. Watching is one of my favorite activities.

The steady stream of attendees included people I already knew, and some hot people I wanted to meet. The evening was spent flirting. I had some friends walk in that I hadn't seen in at least a year. Toymaker was one of them.

After a wonderful evening of cinema, Toymaker and some other friends had decided that we should all go out to a bar. Our first stop was a bar that looked like the bouncer was getting paid off by a local high school. The patrons appeared to be refugees from an evening bar mitzvah. After a horrifying tequila accident, we swayed our way to the next pub.

There were tables at this next place. Also it was not crowded like the other watering hole. The four of us sat down. Toymaker had a big leather case with him. Out of the bag he took out some prototypes for some excellent stainless steel insertables.

Now please understand that when one has a table full of shiny, sex toys on display, other people in attendance will start to pay attention. Our group was situated to the left of a group of slouchy, capped twenty somethings.

I am 45 years old as is Toymaker, Dan (another toy person) is at least in his 40's, and Suzie is in her late 40's. It is always amusing when a group of 20's think that a group of 40's is interesting, so much so that they all turned their chair so that our words could reach them.

One of the young men engaged me in conversation. He had some game, however I am paranoid about legal age requirements. I asked him how old he was. The boy said he was 28. To me he appeared to be younger, so I asked for ID, which he gladly supplied. It turns out that he was indeed 28, but this is still too young for my taste. I told him that I was a good amount older than he probably assumed. He replied that I was hot like a school librarian. I informed him that I was not in the library business, but the teaching profession. Well that did not stop him..."I wish I had had a teacher that looked like you..." as he used his x-ray vision on my blouse. "Young man, would you please refrain from staring at my tits, it ain't happening". "Why?" he asked absurdly.

Meanwhile, apart from the boy's and my conversation, the toy prototypes were being passed around the two tables. Questions about each of their uses volleying back and forth. The entire group was pretty well lubricated by this time.

Drunk and loud and ever so sexy, we laughed and talked loud about all types of fucking. All of us I'm sure with different agendas. Dan played pool, as the rest of us figured out who might be inside whom that evening. The young man kept at me, and his friend joined in. Again yes I was flattered, but not interested. I only teach at work, not in bed. Also, I don't screw random folks. I enjoy the chase and my tado list still contained the adorable Toymaker. The smart and pervy thing really lights me up.

It was last call, I was tired. However, I always enjoy a parting gift. I offered my clothed tits to Toymaker. This was the goodnight kiss I wanted. Toymaker cupped my right breast and squeezed. Leaning down he sucked the outline of my nipple. I spaced out as he used his other hand to lift my left breast. Kissing, sucking, and kneading my cloth covered skin. Fuck, I felt every feathery movement. But, it was so late, I was so tired. I also wanted to process the fabulous evening. We all said good night. That night I slept soundly. The next day would be full.

You need a purse for the dungeon? Here it is!

2013-02-22T23:00:00.001-05:00

Omfg...this dress...true love...

2013-02-15T16:20:00.000-05:00

Polka dots!

2013-02-07T17:16:00.001-05:00

Happy #sundayboobs "morning wood"...

2013-02-03T09:44:00.001-05:00

is fisting kinky? (a discussion)

2013-01-14T12:24:00.000-05:00

this is how the conversation started. my own answer to her question was
"yes" fisting is indeed kinky.
"so if you fist someone or take a fist...this is a 'kinky' activity?"
"yes yes yes"
"well what if a vanilla person just does the fisting thing without labeling it, fisting doesn't have to be kinky..." "dude, the fisting of an ass or pussy cannot just happen without those engaged being aware of said fist. in short accidental fisting is not widespread in the world of "traditional sex".

later at dinner the discussion continued with more fetishy friends.

"fisting is the gateway sex to the kink world"..
."all recreational sex is kinky" one sparkly person announced.
"is swinging kinky?" another friend asked.
"nah swinging is just traditional sex with more people involved".
"i think i am vanilla kinky..." another added.
"what is vanilla kinky?"
"you know, when a person just dabbles in kink"
"does hot wax dripping count as dabbling?"
"what about strapping on?"
"strapping on is kinky kinky kinky...but not hardcore.."
"so what the fuck is hardcore?"
"using a violet wand is definitely kinky...fire play too..."
"but what if the fire is controlled?"
"cbt is kinky"
"there are so many levels of cbt some aren't what i personally would consider 'kinky'"

my conclusion-
"If you think you are crazy you are Not. If you know you are crazy you are not. If you are crazy and you don't know you are, then you ARE crazy."

dearest readers, take the above found quote and substitute "crazy" for "kinky" and guess what...yeah...that...

*i do not believe that kink is "crazy" but i do think it is funny as fuck that kinky folk sometimes get confused by their own defintions!*

Hi boobs :)

2013-01-08T18:04:00.001-05:00

Thank goodness...some fun coming up...

2013-01-06T21:30:00.002-05:00

It is now 2013 and next weekend I will see some friends for an overnight gathering. The plan is to see a burlesque show, and then who knows. I am in need of some adventure, and I haven't seen my buddies in entirely too long. "Who knows" usually rocks.

This visit will be the beginning of a new perv season for me:

Feb- Cinekink (the kinky film festival)
March- Catalyst Conference
May- Fetfest Conference
June- Fusion

Then the my schedule will go to TBA

Luckily in between conferences and events I manage to keep myself amused, but I always like to have several things to look forward to. Any other fun that comes up I consider to be yummy bonuses.

I love my life including both the planning and the spontaneity. Now all I have to figure out is what to wear next weekend. :) please feel free to offer suggestions as you probably are familiar with many of my costumes (via this blog).

Random things I did in 2012...aka you did what!?!?

2013-01-01T12:44:00.001-05:00

Helped a friend put her hood piercing back in
Shoved ice into my pussy
Let a playmate drip hot wax on my back
Made a cock bleed
Wore a tiara to work on my birthday
Co-topped the cutest 21 year old "little"
Judged a head giving contest ( iced pussy happened after this)
Stopped coloring my hair ( I am embracing my inner cruella)
Learned to truly love the body I'm in
Grew up just a tiny bit :)