Living at the Speed of Lust

My name is John Pepper and I'm an Ethical, Polyamorous, Pansexual, Kinky, Switch Slut (and still evolving).

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"There are moments when, what ever the position of the body, the soul is on its knees."

— Victor Hugo (via theguccislut)

"When people hurt you over and over, think of them like sand paper. They may scratch and hurt you a bit but, in the end, you end up polished and they end up useless."

— Chris Colfer (via gleeksrejoice)

(Source: bytebig1)

artofmalemasturbation:

Or bisexual like this blogger, who takes PRIDE in his gay side!

certifiedhybrid101:

Well, bisexual … but ohh what the hell.

Well, pansexual, actually… and count me in!

Attention! Just need to be a total “guy” and comment on the picture above:

“Holy Fucking Shit!!! Damn, Grrl! Hawt Dayum!! Oh My Gawd!!!”

Whew! Thank you. That is all.

(Source: monkeyfighter)

ambidextrously-erotic:

christiancrook:

Name of the Game

Will always reblog

(Source: metalsubmit)

OK, I give up.! I can’t help it!!

When I look at this, I keep thinking Michael Jackson:

“So this Thril-ler! Thriller Night!
And I can give you more than
Any ghoul would ever dare try!
Woo-hoo”

Go figure!

(Source: treasuredkeepsakes)

Camera: Nikon D80
Aperture: f/4
Exposure: 1/400th
Focal Length: 105mm

beautflstranger:

in our puritancial society, most view BDSM as a game to be played on saturday night, or something one slips into as if it were a cloak.

it’s misunderstood and in the wrong hands destroyed…or worse, ridiculed.

possibly most people in their misunderstanding are titillated by their skewed aspect of it and see it as something kinky.

please banish the word ‘kinky’ from your vocabulary. it is a very antiquated and wrong definition of one’s expression of one’s sexuality and best belongs in the last century, not this one.

ultimately and perfectly ( if there is such a thing as perfection) BDSM is the ultimate gift of trust & love.

the trust you place in another’s hand, the love that both will nuture in a relationship.

that exquisite dance between a man & woman..where no words are necessary.

in the struggle of a silken scarf or binding..is freedom.

in the anticipation of a splash of hot wax.. is delight.

in the obstruction of a blindfold..is one’s senses overloaded.

in the clamp of a clothespin..a tingle.

but worshiping on one’s knees…

there are no words..none at all..because one is so overwhelmed by the beauty, one can’t even speak.

and in that loss of words..is when one’s heart sings.

beautflstranger 2012

Wonderfully expressed, beautflstranger! I would only offer, respectfully, that the “exquisite dance” you speak of can be shared between any couple, regardless of gender.

beautflstranger:

’ you are wet at this moment..aren’t you?’ he asked.

she paused mid-sipfull and looked directly at Him.

He caught her.

mind reader and how the hell did he know? she thought.

‘place your cup down. slide your hand under the table. let your fingertips find your wetness. do it slut.’ he smiled.

’ but what if someone sees?’ she whispered.

’ and what if they do?’ he laughed.

her eyes shifted from left to right. she bit her lip lightly and ever so slowly, slid her hand under the table.

wet. sticky. sweet. slippery wet.

she did something totally unexpected.

she withdrew her fingertips,

then leaned across the table to moisten his lips.

‘check please’ he hastily said.

beautflstranger 2012

sinfullydiscrete:

Exploring her limits.

Note to self: Pick-up some forceps.