All posts by Zoey roberts

Book worm. Music lover. Professional Daydreamer...

Insomnia



Turning over for what feels like the hundredth time, I haven’t gotten any sleep. Lately I haven’t been getting enough restful sleep. It’s like closing my eyes and nothing happens. The clock shows that several hours have passed, but it doesn’t feel like it. 

I know I am stressed over the in-laws staying with us for several weeks. They are having renovations done on their home and decided it would be the perfect time to visit their son.  Personally, I feel it is a tactic to make sure I am living up to their standards of what a wife should be. 

Rolling over I saw that I still had several hours before I had to get up. Watching my guy sleep is entertaining. He must be having a good dream. Every few seconds he lets out a muffled moan. I wish there was a way to view people’s dreams. I would love to see what my guy dreams about. He always says he dreams about me, but I have a suspicion that he dreams about other girls. Not that I can do anything about it. We don’t have complete control over our dreams. Still, I find it romantic. 

My guy lets out another moan and I decide to take advantage of the situation. Starting at his wrist which is resting on my pillow I slowly begin to kiss his arm.  Every few kisses, soft moans escape from deep in his throat. When I reach the end of his arm I use my nose to push on his cheek to better expose his neck. I plant several soft kisses with a couple of playful bites around his strong jawline. He moves around a little bit. Not a hundred percent sure he is asleep.

I continue to make my way down his chest, planting kisses every few inches. When I reach his waist I know he is awake because I am greeted with a nice bulge. I didn’t want to go straight for the kill so I skipped over his magnificent bulge and continued along his left thigh. A sigh escaped him and my only response was “Patience, Tiger”. 

As I finished kissing my way back up his right side, I was greeted with a huge smirk. Getting on top, straddling him I slowly grind into him while planting kisses all along his jawline.  “Someone is in a playful mood,” he said. “I couldn’t sleep and you were looking too delicious.” I replied. Cupping his jaw I passionately slipped my tongue into his mouth and was greeted with just as eager of a tongue.

His hands started to explore my body. Running down my back and upper thighs and coming back up to squeeze my butt. This only made me grind into him more which he in turn helped further along by pressing my butt into his hard bulge. “Are you sure you want to do this, with my parents right next door?” he asked. Sitting up I pull off my shirt “We are married adults what are they going to do?”

He pushed me over onto my back and made quick work of taking both our shorts off. He teased my pussy. Using the head of his cock, he spanked and rubbed my clit. Then he teased me even more by putting just the tip in. I tried to grind up on him to enjoy more of his length but he held my thighs down. Then he slammed into me. While kissing between my neck and nipples he pounded my pussy. It didn’t take long before I was cumming all over his cock. A few more thrusts and I could feel his warm cum filling my pussy. 

A little out of breath and sweaty he rested his head on my chest.  Wrapping my arms around him I kissed him and finally drifted off to sleep.


The Game plan….


As I sit here coming up with a game plan for Kinky Bunny, I am stumped. I have plenty of ideas floating around my head. I don’t know which direction to take it. For now I am just going to keep posting short little erotic clips here and there. Feedback welcomed.

Here are two I have had on my site. I took them down a little while ago while redesigning. I hope you enjoy them. Please let me know what you think.

I Haven’t forgotten


Update:

I haven’t forgotten about you lovely kinksters! Although I haven’t posted anything new here I have been blogging everyday. I’ve been working on my other site, Fantasy Tales. It’s more family friendly that explores all aspects of writing. Not just erotica. Although, erotica is where my heart truly lies. 😉 

So, I created a BLOG tab. When I started, I thought the entire site was my blog, but after several months I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s more of a site. So, this blog page will replace MY OPINION and REFLECTION section. I am just going to combine it into one convenient spot. 

Hopefully this section will keep fresh content flowing for my kinksters. 

Will post more soon. 

Punishment



The plan seemed like a good idea at the time. While driving home, I go over the events I put into motion.

Nervous, I take an extra detour around town. As my cell buzzes in the seat next to me, I realize my extra detour was probably a bad idea. 

Not wanting to dig myself deeper, I immediately head home. 

Sitting on the bench, in the mud room is Master. Relief washes over his face when I initially walk through the door. It’s quickly replaced by anger. 

He’s quite. I know his game. He’s waiting for me to make the first move. I play checkers while he’s mastered chess.  He already has my punishment figured out. He’s just waiting to see at what level he needs to execute it.


Zip tying my hands in front of me, he orders me onto all fours. My favorite wand between my legs.

“Don’t cum.” He demanded “When I say UP, rise off your toy. When I say DOWN, lower yourself onto your toy. Understood?”

“Yes.”

Spanking my ass “Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master.”

After several circuits of UP and DOWN it was becoming increasingly difficult not to orgasm. Master ignores my pleas for shorter DOWN time.

Struggling to obey Master’s demand, I accidentally cum. It happened so quickly.

Transferring me to the bed. Hands tied behind my back, legs spread wide open so Master can view his pussy.

He gives his pussy ten spanks for disobeying an order. By the eighth spank I was on the verge of cumming, again. Number nine and then nothing.

Leaning over me “This is your punishment. You really think I am going to let you cum, again?”


Hideout


At the edge of town there is an old house. It’s been abandoned for as long as I can remember. There are rumors floating around town about an old man who lived there. He was a mean old drunk. 

Personally, I do not mind the rumors floating around about the old brick house, at the edge of town. It keeps the public away, which is perfect for my secret hide out.

Living in a house with 6 other people, it’s nice to have my own personal space where I can do my own thing.

My hide out, that I use for things like gambling, drinking and sex. It took a few weeks to get past the creep factor, but now I can easily get off in the house. 

 It doesn’t take much to get a girl to fall out of her clothes in this town. Like Joe Nichols says, “tequila makes her clothes fall off” I’m not much into country, but I sure do like it when her clothes come off.

The latest flavor…. A feisty college girl majoring in American literature. A hopeless romantic…

Starting off slow, I tease and play with her nipples.

Warmed up, she starts stroking my bulge hiding in my pants.

Pulling her hair back in a make-shift ponytail I watch as she unwraps my cock and runs her mouth up and down. 

While teasing my cock with her tongue, I assist a little by slowly fucking her mouth.  The wetter it gets, the more the slurping noises increase. Instant turn-on!

Not wanting to cum from a blow job, I have her ride me. Twisting her nipples and kissing her neck she rides my cock to ecstasy.

She rests her head on my shoulder. Her hair had an intoxicating smell of coconut and vanilla…My favorite flavor so far.


Happiness…


The definition of happy: adj

feeling or showing pleasure or contentment


What makes you happy?


PORN! Sex in general is what makes me happy. You can classify me as an addict, I do not care. As long as it follows legal age and there is consent, you can not tell me porn/sex is bad.

Why does it make me happy?


Raw Truth


It’s been close to two months since launching my blog. I have learned a ton already and I know I have ton more still to learn.

Lets start with the raw truth of managing a sex blog. It’s challenging! It’s challenging in the sense you are semi-handicapped. I don’t know if its the cancel culture we are living in or the people that have negatively exploited sex, but don’t expect a warm welcome in a lot of places.

I’ve been “spammed” on twitter. After couple weeks they opened my account back up, but by then I was too pissed to care. I still share new blog posts via twitter but that is it.

Advertising companies don’t seem to want to work with erotic content. After publishing my book: Quickie, I tried to create a mini campaign to help reach a few more people. Advertising will not work with me because of my “mature content”

I can not have Ads on my own blog because of my mature content.

And I’ve been “warned” on Facebook for posting content not in compliance. This is what I posted:

This was flagged as being inappropriate… HOWEVER! These were perfectly fine….

When these above were shown throughout my page they said NOTHING….

I am not sharing these things with you to scare you off from entering this kind of genre. I am sharing this with you so you know what to expect.

I am still posting and slowly building my audience. I am just having to do it with less assistance than someone who blogs about baking or beauty.

I’m not giving up and I don’t want you to either. Just know you are going to face a few more setbacks than other people. Which is fine because when you finally do succeed your victory will mean that much more!


Fairy tale erotic rewrite



I love fairy tales. My favorite is The Princess and the Pea. It is about a prince trying to find a true princess to marry. One night a woman comes to the door seeking shelter from the storm. She claims to be a princess. They test her by placing a small pea under a bunch of mattresses. She is unable to sleep because she feels the pea. Only then do they believe she is a true princess. Only a real princess would feel the pea over all those mattresses.

Not disrespecting fairy tales, but I thought it would be fun to re write my favorite fairy tale and add a little erotic flavor to it. I hope you enjoy. Please, remember this was just for fun.


Once upon a time there lived a prince. He was a lonely prince. He spent most of his days roaming the village checking out beautiful maidens. He could have any girl he wanted, but he couldn’t seem to find the right one. They were either too tall or short. Had too big of boobs or none at all.

There were a few that seemed promising but they came with rumors of being “loose”.

Giving up hope of finding a wife the prince decided to just play the field. He had a new flavor almost everyday. He rather enjoyed fooling around than trying to settle. Why tie himself down to one woman when he can have a variety?

Years passed and the prince was losing interest of pleasing a new girl all the time. Although similar, when it came to sexual pleasure they varied greatly. Some wanted soft romance. Others wanted kisses and cuddles. Some even liked it rough. It was becoming tiresome for the prince to keep up with how each lady liked to be fucked.

Back on his search for his princess, he is again stressed with finding the right one.

One day during a rare blizzard a lady knocks on the castle doors. Greeted by the prince she tells him that she was robbed while making her journey home, to her kingdom.

The prince hardly believes that a beautiful goddess like herself is a princess and yet traveling alone. Feeling for her he offers her shelter for the night.

The prince escorts her to her room. Before leaving he spies on her through the crack of the door.

He watches as she slips out of her clothes. Exposing her flawless bronzed skin. She let down her hair which fell to the middle of her back. As she turned around he could see her perfectly round breasts. Her nipples were erect, along with the prince.

From her coat pocket she retrieves a small round device. Sprawling on the bed she does something to make it come alive. She traces it all along her body but focuses it mainly between her legs. Her toes curled as she moaned. The prince watched in excitement as she got off.

It wasn’t long before they were married and the prince got to try the pea like device that got his princess off that cold stormy night.


I hope you enjoyed my fairy tale re-write.

6 Interesting Sexual Facts


I decided I would have a little extra fun with today’s blog post. I am taking 6 pictures that I have posted via my Facebook page: Kinky Bunny

Below are 6 interesting facts revolving around my favorite topic, SEX.



Were you surprised by any of these? Post sex sadness intrigued me and I actually have a more in depth post about it. To view it click here

I was also surprised that the egg actually chooses which sperm to allow in. I believe all my science classes we learned it the other way around. Although I have to say the “fastest” sperm theory does have more of an intrigue to it.


RECAP OF FACTS:

  1. Sex toys are unregulated
  2. Post sex sadness is real
  3. 1 in 6 woman have never had an orgasm
  4. 3% of people have no sexual fantasies
  5. The egg chooses the “winning” sperm
  6. The penis and vagina account for less than 10% of erogenous zones

Sadness after sex…Say What?

Thinking back I can’t remember if I ever experienced sadness after sexual intercourse. Usually I am riding the “high” from the endorphins. I use sex to help relax especially if I am trying to get to sleep. For me, sex is a pleasurable experience during and after. But, for some that is not always the case.

It’s difficult to think that you can experience sadness after sex. Especially after pleasurable and satisfying sex. But, for some, they can experience forms of sadness, anxiety or even depression after sexual relations.  There is actually a medical term for this, post coital tristesse or dysphoria. 

…enjoyment of sensual pleasure is past, the greatest sadness follows.

17th century, philosopher Baruch Spinoza 

Post coital tristesse can affect anyone. Recent studies show it tends to be more common in males. It also affects everyone differently, but the main symptom is a complete contrast of how you were feeling just a few moments ago. 

Have you ever experienced post coital tristesse? If you have don’t feel bad. Surprisingly it is a very common thing. Below are three reasons you might be experiencing P.C.T.

  1. Aftercare- This isn’t just for the BDSM community. After your physical needs are met, you need to make sure your emotional needs are also fulfilled. Cuddles and some pillow talk can go a long way.
  2. Internal conflict- One nighters or casual sex might be fun for awhile. But in the long run it could be creating conflict with your need for intimacy. You could be feeling sad because you know this experience will never be repeated.
  3. Trauma/Shame- Even if the trauma wasn’t sexual in nature being intimate can make you vulnerable which can open old wounds.

Regardless of why are you are experiencing post coital tristeese, know you are are normal.