Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

Social Gatherings

So one of the guy’s I chat with on Twitter had a sexy rondez-vous weekend with his wife and another couple. The Twitter boyfriend is meeting up with a nearby Domme and he is wisely bringing her champagne. I’m honestly not sure who I am more jealous of. Ok, one of those interactions includes sex, so I guess it is pretty clear which one I would choose. But that’s not really the point. Both sound like fun.

I really thought that moving into smaller and smaller cities since we entered the lifestyle would make socializing difficult. But of those being honest about their location on Fetlife, this area is full of lovely kinksters. But with Sir and I now both having full-time jobs outside the home, time is limited. Finding time to fuck each other is hard, much less sex with others. But it’s something that I think both of us are getting more and more interested in. Getting out to meet and be social in kink community needs to happen now that we are settled.

When I was a young mother (my kids are nearly 5 and 3, I’m old), I wanted to meet and chat with other mom’s. Sip coffee and provide emotional support as we laugh and swap poop stories. Now BDSM is my new topic of choice. Talking to other bloggers, other submissives, or possible play partners would be a happy afternoon. Even if it was chatting about board games and cider brands along with sex toys. Order a pizza, watch some goofy TV show and then fuck like rabbits on our oversize couch. It’s a like a dream weekend for me.

Guess I just need to get and meet more locals so I can be social too.


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