Sexy. Naughty. Foxy.

HNT - Are You Ready?

2011-09-13T19:23:00.000-07:00

I havent been camming for a while. In fact, May is just a bad month for me when it comes to getting more play vs work. Lots to do before The Show in early June.

Still, I thought I would give you a screen cap from one of my cam shows a few months ago. Im such a silly vixen, but I guess thats the closest to a "come hither" look. Still have this outfit. Now, if I could only save the money up to get a sailor-style school uniform like some of my favorite anime characters....

Pillow Talk - "Hesitation & Provocation"

2011-05-06T01:25:00.000-07:00

With every great weekend away up north, there came a time where the social environment can become too overwhelming, or maybe you just get that irresistible calling to meditate and clear your head. The lighting changed from the subtle recessed lighting of this mountain home to the natural illumination of a sleeping sky. It was a good while that I sat out there and absorbed that quiet. The stars were clear, free from clouds or smog. At some point I had achieved this brain calm, focusing my ears (and brain) to just absorb the distant sound and the general ambiance of the valley before me.

Honestly I am not sure how long I was out there. Warm thoughts filled my mind amidst a mental calm. A light whooshing of swaying trees accented the sound of distant wind chimes. At some point I subconsciously stood up, the wooden bench creaking as my weight left it. Leaning on the railing, I closed my eyes and tuned my ears towards any noise above Mother Nature's din. The breeze rustled the pines even more, and soon the yip-yipping of distant canines came to join it.

Seemingly in sync with that call of the wild, I felt a brush of weight against my hip as Zeev leaned on the bannister to one side of me. I turned to him and smiled. Bought from my solitude, I found myself drawn to the mischief in his eyes.

“Where did you come from?” I asked, briefly meeting his gaze and turning back to the nature scene in front of me.

“Just got up here a short time ago.” His left arm came around me, followed by cupping me a bit more like a paw. Zeev drew me closer to his side with a gentle but firm squeeze.

“Mrrf.” he breathed low into my ear. I laughed it off and joshed him around. Internally, I remained drawn to a primal energy usually exuded when in proximity to me. I desired to be consumed by such an element.

Still, there was a brief period where I found myself resisting, as my mind gave thought to what was now the past. Almost as if the forces at work knew such thought was pointless, Zeev had slipped his footing slightly behind me. Before I could even fully push the thought out of my head, his arms had encircled my waist, his chest weighing atop my back. I could only arch in response, taking the motion of him pressing into me.

My demeanor resumed a playful tone. Zeev's face turned into a grin, fully taking on the duty of being a playful, but frustrating distraction. He tightened his grip on my torso a few times and his paws roamed to my long skirts. Nuzzling forward into my neck, he emitted a low, deep growl under his breath. Suddenly his hands came up under my sarong, cupping one breast, pinkie pressed into that gentle fold.

A soft cry of surprise escaped my lips and I made an attempt to nip at him. The moon shone on my naked backside as he lifted my skirts higher, exposing a tall and thin area, my pale skin picked up by the moonlight. Letting go, it fell light back onto the back of my thighs. His grip on my thigh remained firm. My weight switched to the other foot, his body fitting naturally into the lean.

Resisting from his strong firm touches only resulted in further growling. He sent quick sharp sensations as he nipped into the back of my neck. My own auditory reactions took on creature-made-prey sounds, more than the human of a few moments ago. Still, I did not struggle but pulled my neck away from him every time his tooth would graze upon one of my sweet spots.

It would appear that some things cant be forgotten by our own bodies. With slightly more pressure, he sunk his teeth into my neck and released. I couldn't help but gasp. Part of me wanted to nuzzle back but another part wanted to bite back. He started it, I wanted to make him howl, even if just for a little bit. A crafty smile crossed my lips.

HNT - Frisky on Cam

2011-02-24T08:16:00.000-08:00

Seems every cam show, I try and get some pictures before or after my Streamate session. At some point last week, a cam show guest asked to see my boots. At the same time, another guest wanted to see my ass. So, killing two birds with one stone...

Incidentally, corsets are a funny thing. As if I need the small of my back accented more, the corset seems to make it even more apparent.

Oooh...Can We Do/Try That Again? s

2011-01-24T21:39:00.000-08:00

My first night camming.

It wasnt to say that I didnt have a bit of nervousness with the idea that many eyes could be on me any second. Just as my visitors asked, I rolled around in my private playspace and did my best to please. Personally, I like this pantsuit that I have, showing some of my ass-ets for anyone who likes a bit of jiggle.

Im thinking that I like the 1 on 1 cam2cam chats the best. It makes me smile to see how hot the men are getting for me and what kind of equipment they are working with. Towards the end, just before my roomate came home, I made quite a wet mess. Seems one of the men got me all hot and bothered. With a slight twitch of my legs, I tipped my webcam over. Whoopsie! Bad, clumsy vixen I am. *blush*

Only 1 of my toys got used but I had a bit of a secret that only a certain private viewer seemed to notice. Mmm mm...

***Want to schedule a block with exclusive 1 on 1 roleplay? Tell me what you want to see me wearing (in Twitter DM or through Streamate), and we can set up a block session.

Festive Treats

2010-12-23T19:38:00.000-08:00

Tell me, whats the nummiest treat you could find under the xmas tree or in your stocking? For me, that answer comes easy. I never been good at "making cookies for the boys" so instead, I will offer a different kind of tasty treat. Not Safe For Work images after the jump.

A toast...

Careful placement. Hard to pump when it feels so good.

Second pumping is always best

Minimal marking remains after a juicy time.

Just peeking out

Photos courtesy of Robert Neil

There are just a few more but I figured I would slow my rolls (all of em. ;). Afterall, I really like to show this kind of thing one-on-one. This was a great first run with the pump. With Pumpmaker's new tabs, I think I can get so much more out of it the next time around. Join me?

Precursor To An Intimate Photoset

2010-12-22T23:01:00.000-08:00

I cant believe its been about 4 months since my last post here. Sexy time seems to take prevalence so I admit I have left you alone. With just 9 days before the new year, I am already anticipating some new changes. Living with a supportive one has its advantages (no worries if I have big DND signs on my door while camming, no concern when he hears my moans from hot phone sex upstairs, etc..).

As any cute bbw vixen knows, its all about putting something in initially to get the momentum going. In the meantime, you might find yourself wanting some sweet pillow talk or confessing your fantasies to someone who feels as sexy as you do. Google Talk is now set up (and accessible through my ever-changing sidebar) so feel free to drop me a line.

For now, here's a sneak peek while I finish processing them tonight:

Microfantasy Monday: Scents

2010-08-23T11:21:00.000-07:00

Sage is a huge turnon for me. I cant tell you how many men get ravaged if one of us has it on. I collect it in many forms from smudge sticks to body butter to massage oil.
***

By the time studies were over, nighttime had fallen. I nested, making a soft futon "bed" upon our second story porch overhang. Overlooking the yard, I was reminded why its so hard to study. The sounds of birds and the view of the moon upon the garden below are too much for me to be cooped up in a classroom all day.

My mind drifted to the mundane so I began to breathe deeper, focusing on breathing in and out. Im not sure how long I had been laying there in total zen when I smelled it.

Sage.

That musky scent overwhelmed my senses and awakened the primal side that always lives for sweet hedonism. Feeling light as a feather, I barely noticed him slipping into bed next to me, cradling my head into his lap once settled. The smell was stronger now. Mixed with his natural musk, I couldnt help but turn my body onto my stomach, never moving from his lap, and showing him my appreciation.

Smooth hands glided towards my middle, massaging my back with his fingers. With no thought about it, I sought to orally return the favor. My tongue made its way from its resting place and began to take him in further. Mixed with the sage and the smell of summer, his smell was intoxicating.

HNT - Blue Skies

2010-08-19T13:33:00.000-07:00

Much of the summer has beautiful blue skies like this in summer. Im amused that its almost the perfect color of blue of my Fox Sensation's color scheme. All I would need is a nice blue tail to match the purple ruffle shorts.

Incidentally, curve aficionados will love how much bigger my butt looks. Angle not withstanding, I do need to find bigger shorts than what Honey Dew carries. Apparently, not enough 46.5 inch hip bearing women have asked for shorts as sexy as these. :)

HNT - Sensuality at Sunset

2010-08-05T17:18:00.000-07:00

(First easteregg HNT)

Those sweet August nights are coming up. As the sun sets, this can be a nice spot to lay, with only a sarong to cover me from the light breeze.

I like snuggling up like this outdoors. Its the perfect back drop if I want to join the coyotes yippin on the hillside with a partner. ;)

HNT - Sarong

2010-07-22T14:51:00.000-07:00

Sarongs are just so appropriate for summer. Even on days when its not 3 million degrees outside, I still find that I love to wear sarongs more than any other type of lounging attire. Despite all the lingerie that I could ever want, there is a charm to running around with only a small cloth for modesty. I can be naked for someone in less than 10 seconds. :)

Admittedly, this sarong is really getting close to ratty status. This is what I get for doing just about anything when I'm in a sarong. :)

Techno Cock Block

2010-06-02T22:31:00.000-07:00

Last week, I was really really horny. Day after day on end, completely distracted in just any instance of doing anything. It didnt help that I decided to wiggle my ass into my favorite zentai suit.

However, technical difficulties still dog me. Google Chrome is giving me the closest result to actually connecting on Cammodels for my show. However, looks like there is still a little troubleshooting to do. Shame since a few video chats that I get into with my geek friends (not adult ones though) work great, with only Cammodels being very stubborn with my computer.

Im thankful for Shawn making every attempt to get me up and running. Im hopeful that all the nasty kinks (and not the kind that I crave) will get worked out eventually.

HNT - Pixel Pretty

2010-05-06T10:17:00.000-07:00

I like when Im very relaxed. I dont have my guard up and Im just enjoying the moment. And yes, my shorts bear a very important message. ;)

Microfantasy Monday: Lost In The Forest

2010-05-03T10:51:00.000-07:00

The roughness of the tree met my backside. I craned my neck to see as far as I could into the distance, scanning for anything of concern. I edged along the tree, making that round, continuing to look ahead in all directions.

Heading a click or two east, I found myself having to look at the ground on a near-constant basis. There were plenty of fall leaves on the ground and they made quite a noise even with my smart boots. Occasionally the snap of a twig under my heel made me flinch and immediately suspect that I was being detected by anything keen to listen. I heard another twig snap in the distance so I got a move on.

At a clearing, I was relieved to be free of the leaves and clippings, despite the lack of anything to hide behind. I looked in all directions seeing nothing but sun dappled foliage. Looking around, I noticed a tree that had a huge niche carved into it. It was just shorter than myself but deep enough to hide in for the meanwhile. I backed my way into it, and suddenly I was met with a warm body behind me. Hands cupped both of my breasts.

"Gotcha!" a male voice said

The Strange Middlepoint of An Engagement

2010-04-16T12:54:00.000-07:00

I imagined myself upon his desk. I had not finished his paperwork at all and he was quite cross with me. Admittedly, I had been a real brat about it too. Why was it so important when I had other things to do? Point blank, and loaded with a smattering of defiance, I told him that his paperwork just didnt strike me as important.

This resulted in a trip to his office. The door was shut and he began to lay into me more. While he never raised his voice, I knew I was in trouble. I loved it. I was pulled closer to him and I could feel that little flip-flop in my stomach when coaxed me to bend across his table. My smart, black pencil skirt was lifted up and he began to spank me. This right here, is the reason I misbehave.

He began to feel my thighs, moving up to the point where my pussy begins. He drew his hand back, and I knew that his fingers were slick with my juices. I was going to get his desk all wet.

Click.

With a poof, I was dropped out of subspace and back into my little house here in sunny California. Admittedly, Im a bit annoyed at this but of course Im sure it was anything personal. However, I simply must ask....why did he bother?

I think that when any man goes to shop for his appropriate vices for the evening, and in a place where he has an ample amount of choices, he should be able to find the experience that is right for him. Judging by his lack of pleasurable tones in his voice, I could only deduce he was just still in his firm character role as the displeased superior in this fictional office world. Anything more would just be an assumption on my part.

Regardless, I have no expectations when it comes to what I provide. I know I wont please everyone and not everyone is good at expressing one's wants and desires. In fact, it would be rather silly of me to expect them to treat me the way that people treat me in the real world when it comes to this sort of thing. Wankers are called that for a reason...they have no endurance (or lack an attention span) outside of a minute or two. Other callers are most certainly going to hang up on you when they have finished thier half. Thats how the game goes.
However, this guy is in some sort of strange middle point. Seems a waste to get involved in a fantasy only to log off even before you have reached what is finished.

What a waste of pre-cum. *giggles*

It Has to Start Somehow

2010-04-14T21:41:00.000-07:00

I cant really explain it, but even when I was still in my teens, I was fascinated with the randomness of party lines. Sure, its the 21st century now and we sure don't need such tools for having at least one phone line for all the neighbors in my block to share...but they have become quintessential to the young and playful.

My best friend would invite me to her house afterschool. She hated homework and loved to use the party line. We could put it on speaker and giggle at all the random boys that would be trying to pick up girls on that line. Flirtation was a sport and this was the place that my friend exercised that muscle. Once shy, this was one of many things that my best bud had in store in order to bring me out of my shell.

Even in later years, when my best friend moved farther away, I found myself drifting back to those things. With the net, it was a given that you could bump into just about anyone online, but it was only the appeal of actually speaking on the phone with people just inside a 40 mile radius that seemed more alluring to me.

Now, look at me. Yeah, those skills come in handy. I can get that urge to connect with non-commitment out into a productive medium. Now Im talking with some boys overseas. I sure love their accents.

Microfantasy Monday: Opening

2010-04-12T11:00:00.000-07:00

Hmm...this was a tough one and I sure didnt want to go for the most obvious. In the end, fighting and rough emotions may not be what one would define as "sexy". Sometimes through conflict you can find the deepest emotions and/or lusts, so Ill let this tale spin anyway

***

When someone walks through the world with a chip on her shoulder, nothing good can come of it. One can hope that at some point, you can find the core of the problem, the underlying reason that one chooses to walk around scattering harmful razor blades everywhere they go. Worse thing is when she is your childhood friend and flatmate.

Many years went by where we didnt see one another. Our reunion was full of strife and hardship. Truth be told, I am the only one who can deal with her and thats how we ended up living together. She was never the drunk that stumbled in at 3am or the person I would need to pick up after a hard night doing drugs with other friends. Still, we quarreled often enough. On those few bad weeks, the tension could get so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

I felt a jolt of my thought process as soon as the plate whizzed just milimeters from my ear and hit the wall.

"What the--?" I turned around. There Adrian was, livid and standing there with clenched fists.

"What is SHE doing here still? Arent girlfriends supposed to go home before the night is over?!"

"Look, it was late. I wasnt going to let her walk the streets at 4am when she had to get up early enough anyway." I attempted to explain. "I havent had many girls over since we moved in together, so whats your problem?!"

She struggled through gritted teeth to give me a good reason for her outrage. She bashed another plate upon the counter. I only hoped that Tara had already snuck out and headed to her workplace. The fight was only going to get worse.

She chided me on responsibility and a bunch of other stuff that I didnt believe. Despite my inability to be psychic, I knew that there was something else going on and it had nothing to do with household chores. I continued on with putting the dishes away but left the broken alone since I had no idea how many more dishes she would break. She advised me that Tara was not going to last long in this house.

"Oh, and why not?" I demanded.

"She is just not the type of chick you bring home. I dont think she is respectful."

'Are you kidding me?' I could only think. Our fight went on for at least another 10 minutes, bringing us into the top of the hour. She was claiming that Tara had a lack of personal space everytime she had come over. This was the first I had heard of it and not once had Tara ever invaded Adrian's room. This is the first time I had ever heard her call one of my girlfriends or dates a "whore". I got into her face about it.

With lightning quick speed, I drew her close to me and I could feel her hot breath on my face. The sexual tension rose within me and I struggled to control it. For the first time ever, I felt it from her and part of me knew this is what fights were all about. In her convuluted way, she was opening up to me.

HNT - Come Wash Behind My Ears?

2010-04-08T08:57:00.000-07:00

I woke up to a beautiful sunrise today. Got into the shower and started soaping my body off. Looking out the glass panes while washing, drew me into a trance. Made me realize that its now the perfect season to have some outdoor camping. With that comes deep lovins under the stars and moon.

It reminded me of one of the best outdoor sex sessions ever while on a camping trip. Mmmm. Feeling really sexy this morning. Hence...sexy naked time.

Microfantasy Monday: Negotiations

2010-04-06T09:42:00.000-07:00

The sun was dipping into the horizon as I approached the cafe. The sound of my mary janes were absorbed into the cafe din. I stepped past a few leashed subs that were chained at their mistresses feet. Ordering chai tea, I used this time to check my phone to see if anything had changed with our plans.

To be honest, I was a bit nervous. In fact, I'm always nervous when meeting people from the online world offline. There was comfort in remembering some of the steamy nights we spent on the phone. I smiled as I remembered some of the naughty things I got into with his other 2 subs. I'm not sure which of the 3 of us was the most subby, to be honest.

In the last few months, I had walked by this cafe with tinted windows. After much negotiation with Daddy, it seemed that once we were to meet, this cafe offered the discretion and atmosphere that we would need. Subconsciously, I slipped into the act of people watching. Sipping from my mug, I watched happy kittybois lapping milk on the floor. They were so content in their own little world and I got a little wet thinking that maybe this would be something I could take part in once more.

Seconds after putting my now empty mug back onto its saucer, I was wrenched from my daydreaming realm as a cuff went onto on hand. I turned my head behind me and there he was, holding a chain. The negotiation had already been made, and I shivered in delight. This drawn out scene had already begun.

Photo Release: When the owners away.....

2010-03-09T17:47:00.000-08:00

"VixenBlu the Leopardess"
Direction/Production: Kelly Shibari
Photography by: Mich Fischer
Video: Jim Fischer

Here are just 5 of the 83 photos of this set. See the more pictures and videos from this set, as well as more curvaceous bdsm beauties over at Paddedkink.com.

Padded Kink Debut - Excited

2010-03-03T22:55:00.001-08:00

A solo petplay scene will be debuting tomorrow at Padded Kink. Honestly, cant lie and say Im not excited. I was thrilled to have the opportunity and it was a perfect way to slip out of default headspace, all the while creating some content for a site that is very much about variety overall within BDSM adult media.

The day was rainy,windy and cold from the mountainside in which I live. I cruised down the hill, on the way to Hollywood, dodging rocks and waterfalls of rainwater. I got there with 30 minutes to spare, even with the difficulty with the front gate.

Got to break in new makeup from Micabella, another mineral-based makeup brand. I feared the orange I had was too bright so I was prepared to mix the brown. When I had half my face on, Kelly discovered that the color was going to work great and would be vibrant enough for the cameras to pick up.

The suit really had an effect on all 3 of them. Kelly Shibari just about got a cavity looking at me with my little bell and dolled up with my muffs. We experimented with cuffs, using one on one arm and leaving the furry muff on the other. We laid out our props and cleaned up our shots. I put the vibrator into its charge station while we did the stills.

Everything seemed to come out well. I was a bit nervous since this was my first time having a video camera trained on me since helping with a documentary and random convention tomfoolery with friends. We had some other ideas and not all came to fruition but it ended up being perfect the way things were since it gave me the solo experience. Hopefully, we will do another shoot for the site, with another model next time. I love collaborating with other models.

So, for those that do go to the paddedkink.com website tomorrow, I really hope you guys can appreciate a good kitten play scene. Not sure if you will enjoy it as much as I enjoyed filming it. Kitties always make their own fun.

Microfantasy Monday: Public Places

2010-02-08T11:33:00.000-08:00

Her breath was soft but ragged. He pounded into her rhythmically and she braced herself well against the fire escape railing. Her insides were swelling and she could feel their intermingling juices dripping off of her hot snatch and onto the stairs. It was a stormy night and people hurried to the shops below, errands insignificant. A couple gasped and laughed below, but they were too absorbed in this sudden and spontaneous tryst. All that existed was the hint of musk in the moist air and 2 people that wanted each other.....

badly.

My Guilty Pleasure

2010-01-23T01:15:00.000-08:00

wish I had more than this one pair. They snug my ankles so wonderfully, like a comforting lover. The snow may be outside and make things cold, but these will remedy any snow day. :)

Microfantasy Monday: Dreams

2010-01-18T14:53:00.000-08:00

In the moonlit room, she dreamt. The most passionate melding existed, if but only in her mind. A caress, a breath upon her face. His eyes meeting hers. No holds barred, they explored one another's bodies as never before.

The dark blue satin sheets, dynamically shifted the pattern of its fold. A deep sigh exited her lungs, and she lay still once more.

Opening That Door

2010-01-11T03:12:00.000-08:00

There is darkness here. The room has lain dormant for who knows now long. There is the flip of a switch, and a single bulb gives you some illumination. With the shabby lighting but barren room, it is easy to regard the silhouette that stands before you.

She is wearing warm garments, her feet protruding from the bottom of the heavy cloak. Its hard to make out much of anything about her. She looks curious and she looks willing towards the space in front of her. With light padding on the floor, she crosses the room and begins to set a new home for herself.

This is the place where, even if nowhere else, she will lay down and give into the primal urges she has been given (and used) many times before