Gracie\'s Playground

An Open Letter To Future Female Lover
Monday January 30th 2012, 10:47 pm
Filed under: Breath Play,Deviant Dreams,Grace,Mindfuck,Toy

Dear Future Female Lover,

You might find my social and sexual aggressiveness intriguing and even seductive but I will say this to you… when it comes to women, I am one sadistic bitch. I want your blood, sweat and tears.

I like marks.

I like to leave marks.

I like to leave marks on your flesh.

I’m not a fan of drama unless you are whispering it to me in my ear while I have three fingers deep in your cunt. I’m not your best friend, I’m your lover so don’t expect me to listen to your troubles without paying a hefty price.

Your demise is my pleasure. I want to hear you beg. See you quiver. Feel your arousal. I promise a safe word but I guarantee we won’t stop till you scream it from your pretty lips. I want to destroy something beautiful and make you mine forever.

I will creep into your mind like a virus. I know how to fuck minds and especially yours. The virus will turn into a plague and you can’t help but wonder about what I would do to you. Do you have the stamina and strength to take me on?

Don’t talk a lot. If anything don’t talk at all. The only sounds I want to hear from you are whimpers and moans. Yes, please curse because that lets me know I’m hitting the right spot. If you talk too much, I will silence you. If you move too much, I will tie you. If you even think of asking me to do something, I will punish you.

I want to fuck you till your eyes roll back. I want to lick you till you speak gibberish. I want to inflict pain upon you till your body convulses.

I expect to use all three of your holes so do not deny me. I will use toys so accept me. I will use words so listen to me.

I have this fascination for blood and I am not lying when I said I wanted your blood. I expect you to let me draw the very life from your body. I love the taste and sight of the crimson red that beads from a fresh cut. If you can’t handle it then I suggest you find someone else.

This is not really about me so don’t expect to get me off unless I allow you. You are a toy; a plaything and I want to play. Seeing you writhe in pain and ecstasy is what gets me off more than a cheap orgasm. Your undying submission to me is the ultimate orgasm.

I love fleshy women. I want something to hold on to. Don’t give me skin and bones. I need something to grab, bruise and bite. Most of all, I want your mind. I want to take you to a dark place so you will know where I thrive.

I love lips and I love kissing. Be masterful in the art of kissing because I expect your skilled lips against mine.
Be smart.

Be a tease.

Be insatiable.

Let me choke you. Let me hurt you. Let me leave you in a quivering orgasmic mess. I promise you it will be an experience you won’t forget.

I will fuck your mind and I will fuck your body.

With Lust,
Dark Gracie



An Open Letter To Future Male Lover
Tuesday January 24th 2012, 1:17 pm
Filed under: Breath Play,Conversextion,Fleshbot,Good Vibrations,Masochist,Mindfuck,Oral,Sex,Toy

Dear Future Male Lover,

You might think it’s so cute that I am always horny or even think it’s novel but it’s not. You won’t think that after you have left your seed in my ass, completely spent and I am pawing at you because I need to come again. I am insatiable when it comes to sex I only require mere minutes to feel this need to be used again.

I like porn.

I like watching porn with you.

I like watching porn with your cock in my mouth.

When I say I like filthy sex, I mean it. That means I enjoy your cock shoved all the way inside me with your hand wrapped around my throat and I don’t mean in a loving way. I want to let out aggression and I want you to let out your aggression on me. This means you can inflict pain upon me but never slap my face. Leave a mark because I want a reminder of our time together.

If you desire my ass and know how to fuck one, then by all means help yourself. If you want to make me come, rub your cock against my asshole. If you want to make me wet, spit on my asshole. If you want me to lose it, come against my asshole. I get very wet so no lube is required.

I’m not a fan of bondage but that doesn’t mean you can’t pin me down. I’m not a fan of flogging props but that doesn’t mean you can’t spank me with your bare hands. I am a fan of toys and especially shiny steel ones so please use as frequent as you like and along with your fingers and cock.

I’m very open minded sexually so if there is something you would like that will get you off, please speak up. It’s even better when we are talking about our sex life in public with people all around us.

If I am sleeping and you are horny, this is an open invitation to fuck me. I want you to want me and I want you to want fuck me whenever you feel the need.

If and when I cry after coming really hard you just need to hold me. We don’t need to talk about it and trust me it’s not you. If anything, be proud because when I come very intensely I will either: cry, be very angry or laugh. Just know you did a very good job.

I have a fantastic sense of humor and I don’t take things too seriously. If you want to crack a joke post fucking, please do so. I have a sick sense of humor so please indulge me.

I love to be wanted and when we are not together please feel free to text or email me that you want to fuck me limp. Knowing one is wanted is key to a sexual relationship and I never grow tired of being wanted.

I get off when you get off. I enjoy making you come and I enjoy swallowing your come. It’s not all about me but us and I want to make sure you getting off as much as I am when we are together.
I love foreplay. I love kissing. I love hearing your words in my ear. You want me “on” then make sure you do the part. I can make out for hours and have plenty of orgasms just by the heightened sense of arousal from those little gestures that are sometimes forgotten when two people engage physically.

Fuck my mind and you can fuck my body.

With Lust,
Dark Gracie

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Fucking The Senses
Wednesday April 20th 2011, 8:18 pm
Filed under: Breath Play,Fleshbot,Good Vibrations,Masochist,Sex

I love when his tall body wraps around me, I feel safe and secure. I feel my body waking up when his hands touch my bare flesh. My heartbeat quickens, my breathing grows heavier and my thighs start to squeeze tight. His mouth brushes my neck slowly making its way to my ear. It’s an eruption of arousal when he simply breathes into my ear, barely parting his lips and it’s enough to make me whimper with lust. My skin crawls with hardening bumps and I feel I am being transformed into something not human.

He pushes another small breath into my ear and my mind is wiped clean of all thought and memory. All I know at that moment is I want more, I want more of him and I don’t want him to stop. His arms embrace me tight with hands clenching my heaving breasts. It is a primal moment and I push myself against him wanting the two of us to meld into each other.

I am biting his thumb, licking his thumb, sucking his thumb.

His left hand travels down the curves of my body, over the hip bone to reach between my legs. I shift to grant him access and I push his right hand around my throat. I’m soaked and he easily invades what I hold precious and dear, the center of my universe, the core of my sexual being. My body explodes again as I transcend further into my hedonistic beast.

“Fuck. Me.” I plea. I growl. I demand.

I push my ass to the air as he positions himself to take me. He eases into me with torment and not even the full length. I want him all and I want every bit of him inside me. He forces his length inside me with a thrust that has me screaming into the bed. In and out sating the need to be fucked. I am still savoring his actions as I grip handfuls of the sheets. I push back against him wanting his cock to painfully hit my cervix.

I need more. It’s a slight panic of trying to calm this surge of hunger that lies dormant inside me until triggered. I pull his right hand to my throat and squeeze his grip around me. My body jerks and comes and he starts to squeeze harder without my guidance. My head starts to pull back as he fucks relentlessly while cutting off the air to my body. Time slows down when you can’t breathe and at that point I am able to take in the moment even more as my orgasms squeeze around his cock and release.

The grip loosens from my throat and his hand grabs my hip as his body starts to shudder.

“Come in me, come in me, come in mee…” I breathlessly chant pulling his cock with my cunt.

He groans and growls as he comes pushed deep inside me. I start to keep him close to my body as I pull him down on me.

“Stay inside me,” I say so faintly that I am certain can’t hear me. I don’t want him to leave me just yet. I want to relish this moment as my body slowly envelops back into hibernation.

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Break
Thursday December 16th 2010, 12:51 am
Filed under: Breath Play,Fleshbot,Mindfuck,Sex

He slithered up between my legs with a snarl upon his face. He was a lion taking his prey. I felt helpless and timid underneath him. His left hand wrapped around my throat and I sucked in a breath. My eyes closed and I felt his head move to my left ear.

“I own you,” he whispered in my ear.

I shuddered and let out a gasp.

“This cunt…” he hissed, as his right hand moved between my legs, “is mine.”

I gurgled a whimper.

His hand pressed against my cunt and I was already wet.

“You little slut. You’re already wet,” he jeered into my ear. I knew his teeth were bared.

I was a fish out of water gasping for air as his hand tightened around my throat causing my cunt to gush even more.

“Ohh, you fucking, filthy little slut,” he spat at me pausing a moment. “What are you?” He asked, letting my throat go just enough to speak.

My chest was heaving and my body betrayed me. I caught my breath and muttered, “Your, fucking, filthy, little slut.”

“Again,” he barked pushing two fingers inside me.

I was trying to keep from coming as I forced out, “Your, fucking, filthy, little slut.”

“Again,” he snapped, hitting my g-spot.

My body trembled violently as I moaned, “Your, fucking, filthy, little slut.”

“That’s right,” he cooed and proceeded to break me till I cried.

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simultaneous
Sunday June 14th 2009, 5:23 pm
Filed under: Breath Play

hurt me
hurt me
hurt me….

his hands moved, ended up around my neck and squeezed. i was mostly shocked at this gesture and that split second of shock moved into an orgasm. we both came at the same time with his hands wrapped around my neck and my hands holding them in place. we tend to come at the same time but the added sensation made the experience that much more “special”.