TheMusings of a Jaded Old Lady
These are the thoughts and ramblings of a BBW Domme and Cuckoldress from rural Northwestern Pennsylvania, now living in the Southern Tier of Western New York.

As I have gotten older, I've really come into my own in terms of D/s. At one time, my leanings were much more vanilla than they are now. Its Become a very important part of my life.

I've included erotica, both fiction and non, that I've written. Feel free to comment!
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Why ???
Veröffentlicht:3. Dezember 2014, 3:20 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:3. Dezember 2014, 16:43 Uhr
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I JUST opened a message from a guy that said, and I quote, "Girl.....I if you like I'll give you a tumble.. I'm just not that into bbw..."

My reply was "Then why did you message me?"

I don't get it. Do you think you're doing me a favor? Trust me, buddy. I don't need pity dick. I can guarantee I get more offers of sex in an hour online than you get in a day. Not bragging. It's fact. And why wouldn't it be?

Women are outnumbered on this site by a huge margin. Take the people on IM right now. Right this minute, using my normal parameters, there are 5,673 men on and 283 women. On cam, there are 543 men and 9 women.

So sending me a message, throwing me the proverbial bone, will do nothing more than make you look like an asshole.

Happy humpday, fuckface.
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What a cuckold isn't.
Veröffentlicht:2. Dezember 2014, 2:49 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:4. Dezember 2014, 15:59 Uhr
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I've been into the cuckold scene for a while, both as an observer and a participant. The thing I see time and time again is confusion about what cuckoldry is, and what it isn't. This stuff, by the way, isn't a perfect science; individual opinion comes into play.

The most common mistakes about being a cuckold:

- You have to be married to be cuckolded: wrong. You can be cuckolded by any person whose sexual/romantic interactions with a person other than yourself gives you feelings of humiliation. A girlfriend, a platonic friend, or even someone for whom you have unrequited feelings, can qualify.

- Cuckolds must be a participant in their partner's infidelity: wrong. Some guys seem to think that cuckolding always means being there while their wives/girlfriends are getting laid, or knowing who she's having sex with, or otherwise having direct involvement. While this can be part of it, there's no specific rule that says she has to involve you in any way, or even admit that she's having sex outside your relationship.

- Cuckold sex is interracial sex: wrong. I'm not sure how this silly idea got started. If the concept of interracial sex between your partner and another person turns you on, that's fine. But you can be cuckolded by any person of any race, age, or gender. I love big cocks. I don't care what color they are.

- All cuckolds are submissive: wrong. Another big fallacy. While it may seem that by nature, only a submissive person would acquiesce to having his/her significant other take on other sexual partners, it's certainly not always the case. I've actually found that most cuckolds are decisive, strong-minded, and even sometimes aggressive people in other areas of their lives. If you think about it, it takes a strong person to be able to handle the accompanying humiliation and feelings of jealousy that go along with relinquishing your exclusive right to your partner's sexuality. Submission is a preference for me, personally.

There's more, but that's enough for now. By the way, as I said above: your ideas of what cuckoldry is all about may differ from mine, and that's fine too. The more important thing is that your thoughts and feelings are in sync with the person who it affects the most: yourself and your significant other. If it's working for you, keep doing it.
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Happy Thanksgiving. Now, shut the fuck up!
Veröffentlicht:27. November 2014, 13:47 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:28. November 2014, 6:56 Uhr
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This is how I've felt all day! My daughters are here, which is great. They're not the problem. My sister and her boyfriend are here, and they're driving me insane! My sister was up at 530, and cracked her first beer by 8am. Her boyfriend doesn't EVER STOP TALKING! I've heard about Bob Dylan, the Ramones, Johnny Cash and Roy Orbison all day. While, I think they're all great artists, I don't want to spend all fucking Thanksgiving talking about the details of their personal lives and how they all correlate to the "punk rock lifestyle". Not to mention, my house looks like a fucking hurricane blew through it. So, my mom, my kids and I have been tolerating them both. Thank fuck they're only staying until tomorrow. With any luck, they'll be gone before I'm home from work!
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Warren County Kinksters
Veröffentlicht:25. November 2014, 15:34 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:27. November 2014, 13:43 Uhr
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I started a group. Yep, I did. I know that there are people into kink here in the ANF, and I wanted a place where we could get together and discuss things, kink and vanilla. Everyone's so worried about "what if someone sees me!" Well, if you see them, they see you! We're supposed to be adults here. Can't we act it?

I have very high hopes for the group. I would love to have some kink-friendly folks to talk to, do things with...even in a non-sexual way. I have my fingers crossed that we'll get some folks to join.
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Second date?
Veröffentlicht:24. November 2014, 15:50 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:27. November 2014, 3:24 Uhr
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I decided against a second date. He called on Saturday to ask if I'd see him that evening at a house he was working at in Warren. I had awoken with a sore throat and low grade fever, and it was shitty out, so I deferred, and told him I wasn't feeling well. He hung up without saying goodbye.

I think I made the right decision.
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First Date - Mack
Veröffentlicht:22. November 2014, 6:16 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:12. Mai 2021, 20:05 Uhr
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How a 55 year old man can be named "Zakk" is beyond me, but I digress....

He messaged me on a vanilla dating site. The profile there was fairly well crafted. It doesn't say flat out that I'm a Domme, but it does allude to a couple of preferences.

He added me to favorites, even though we'd never spoken. I messaged him to thank him, but added that I really didn't know why. He messaged back that he thought I was pretty, he was home alone and bored, and thought he'd just do it. I replied that telling a woman you messaged them out of boredom isn't the way to make a good impression. He apologized, and continued messaging me.

After about an hour of emails back and forth, I sent him the link to a page on a community-contribution website. It's my page, with some of the same content I have on here, but more. He replied that he was really glad he messaged me, as he had some friends who were kinksters, and had just recently become very interested in meeting a femdom to see what happened. (I think that meant to see if he could go through with being dominated, instead of just using the fantasies as masturbatory fodder.) He asked if he could call me after work, and I said sure and gave him my number. We continued messaging back and forth until time to go home.

He called me just as I was getting into my car. We engaged in some rather banal chitchat for a few minutes and then he asked me if I'd meet him at Tim Horton's that evening. I said yes, but needed to get things squared away with my teenage daughter first. I told him to call back in an hour.

59 minutes later, he called back. I told him that yes, I would meet him in an hour. He said he'd be in a black truck; I told him I'd be in a red Nitro. I pulled into the lot at Timmy Ho's at 7:25, and he was already there. We walked in, got something to drink, then walked back out to his truck, where we proceeded to spend the next 4 and a half hours talking. We talked about kink, but we also talk a lot of vanilla - my daughter's emotional problems, the death of his mother earlier this year. Pretty deep stuff. He told me it was odd for him, because he's not normally so forthcoming, as he's a pretty private person. (Honestly, he barely stopped to breathe, he was talking so much!) He said he felt very comfortable with me, and I thanked him.

He told me that he had friends ( a couple) that were "into some really kink shit" - his words, no mine. He said they had tens of thousands of dollars in BDSM toys and equipment in a playroom/dungeon in their basement. He said that talking to them about stuff was what had gotten him to the point of hoping to meet a femdom, but figured at this stage of his life, he never would. He's a fairly private person (I'm sure he'd be pissed if he knew I wrote this blog about him. (The names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent.)

He had told me during our email chat that he missed the touch of a woman. He'd been separated from his wife for something like 18 months, and hadn't had sex with her for 2 years before that, and just missed feeling a woman's touch. So at one point, while he was talking, I took his hand, and began tracing his fingers with mine. He continued talking as I slowly and lightly brushed my finger up and down the length of his fingers, along the lines in his palm, to his wrist and back up to his fingers. When he was finished with his story, he looked at me and thanked me for touching him. I felt kinda bad for the guy. He seems like a genuinely nice man. He's attractive. But he's lonely and feels he will be unfulfilled with a totally vanilla relationship. I completely understand how that feels.

At 11, I decided it was time to head home. He asked me to see him again, saying that there was a good chance he would be back in Warren Saturday late afternoon doing a job for a client. I told him to text me when he was free, and I'd let him know if I was available or not. At that, we said goodnight and went our separate ways.

My only real concerns about him are that A- he talks...a LOT. A couple of times, he interrupted me while I was speaking and I raised my voice to him that I was going to finish my sentence. He did shut right up, which is a good thing. Shows he does know how to listen..and B- I'm a little offended he didn't at least TRY to kiss me goodnight. I've never EVER been on a date where at least the ATTEMPT was made, even if I didn't reciprocate. Am I reading too much into it? I guess we'll see tonight.....
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"Why do you hate men?"
Veröffentlicht:21. November 2014, 2:34 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:23. November 2014, 7:00 Uhr
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I was asked that the other night. Apparently, the assumption is that if a woman is a Dominant, she must hate all men.

On the contrary. I LOVE men. I love how they smell, I love how they taste. I love falling asleep next to the man that holds my heart. I also love pushing his face into my pussy and demanding he eat my pussy.

Is that such a bad thing?
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What do you hope to gain?
Veröffentlicht:13. November 2014, 18:24 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:29. November 2014, 2:54 Uhr
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Simply put, what do you hope to get out of your time on
As many random hookups as my penis/vagina will allow.
To find a regular fuck buddy - we can do our own thing, but get together when neither of us has anything going on.
To find a regular friend with bennies - We hook up on the regular, but there's no romantic stuff there.
To find someone to do things with outside the bedroom on occasion, but mostly, it's time spent naked.
To find an activity partner that wants to screw too.
I want it all - Mr/s Right, not just Right Now.
Someone to watch me jerk my pud/diddle my clit and talk me through it. If they're close, I might consider meeting. Or not.
Someone to exchange dirty emails/texts with. No plans to meet, ever.
Nothing. I'm here for the blogs.
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I have a Vagina....
Veröffentlicht:11. November 2014, 17:32 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:11. November 2014, 20:00 Uhr
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I have a vagina.
I have a pussy.
I have a cunt.
I don't have a kitty.
I don't have a puss.
I don't have a cooch.
I don't have a muff.

I like big cocks.
It's a personal preference. We all have them. That's what makes them personal.

If you don't like to look at me, if my body disgusts or repulses you, I have one piece of advice:


I don't go on your page and make fun of your little dick. Stay the fuck off my page if you don't like what you see. It's not rocket science.
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Dominant Women
Veröffentlicht:7. November 2014, 2:28 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:17. Januar 2015, 6:58 Uhr
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What are your thoughts about them? I know the messages I've received, I'm just curious where most people sit on the spectrum.
They scare the shit out of me!
I'm intrigued, but could never let someone Dominate me.
I'm very curious, and might session with one, but that's as far as I could go.
I love to eat pussy, so I could definitely be a sexual submissive, but no more.
I feel my place is in a long term D/s relationship/I've served in the past.
Put me in a cage or chain me in the basement! I don't want to think for myself!
Other - please elaborate in the comments.
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I'm not really a size queen..
Veröffentlicht:4. November 2014, 3:14 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:4. November 2014, 16:51 Uhr
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I'm not. Do I prefer bigger cocks? Hell, yes. But it's more than that. I'm a big girl. A 4 or 5 inch cock will do very little, if anything, for me. There's only been one man with a cock smaller than 7.5 inches who has been able to make me cum with his cock alone.

Am I selfish for wanting to be fucked by huge cocks? Maybe. But I think that at this stage of my life (I'll be 46 next month), I shouldn't have to settle for less than EXACTLY what I want.

We've been told for years that "size doesn't matter", and I have found that to be patently untrue! So maybe that's why I enjoy small penis humiliation so much? Hmmmmm. That's something to ponder...
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Mike - A friend from
Veröffentlicht:3. November 2014, 5:12 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:4. Januar 2015, 15:13 Uhr
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To all the doubters who think women never meet men from the site...

He sent me a faceless message on, and I was apprehensive to reply. Being new to the site, and posting some of the pictures and video I had, I had become accustomed to emails of this ilk. Most of them said things like "I love the way you suck that dildo, wish it was my cock" or "I'd love to blow my load on those big nipples". It was obvious to me that none of them had bothered to even take a glimpse at my profile. Once in a while, a message would strike me as funny, so I'd get brave and message back, only to find that the person on the other side of the intrawebs was just looking for a regular fuck buddy, or a piece of ass on the side.

Mike's was different. I got a chuckle out of his email, and looked at his page. Pretty non-descript, but one thing did catch my attention. He was looking for a BBW, and didn't say he was just looking for a Friend with Benefits or One Night Stand. But I decided the hell with it, and replied to his message. About three email's in, and he offered up his cell number. Now, I knew he lived about three hours away, but I figured "fuck it", and texted him. Two and a half weeks, and about a thousand texts later, Mike was making the 95 miles trip north to my house.

I was extremely nervous about meeting him, and tried really hard to not let it show. The plan was to go out for few drinks. Nothing else was set in stone. It felt like it took 10 hours for him to get here, but he finally arrived. Again, I was nervous, but tried not to let it show.

We went to a local watering hole, and settled at the bar with beers. We chatted a lot, teased a bit, and talked about the cities we lived in. Once the bar emptied a bit, we were the only occupants, other than the bartender. He wanted to shoot pool, which I flatly refused to do, but the bartender offered up three quarters for a game. He asked me if I would watch him play, and I assured him I would like nothing more. I wanted to see his stickwork.

He racked the balls, and walked back to the bar to me. He stood behind me, put his hands on my upper arms, and leaned in, kissing the back of neck. I was immediately covered in gooseflesh. My neck and ears are so sensitive, and feeling the roughness of his 5 o'clock shadow brushing against my skin made me crazy. My nipples were immediately hard and I think I let out a soft moan. He was already making me crazy.

Between shots, he would return to his spot behind my barstool, and nuzzle the back of my neck. My nipples were hard as diamonds. I wanted to kiss him so fucking bad, I couldn't stand it. Just then, the door opened and half a dozen people walked into the bar. His opponent was momentarily tied up, so Mike walked back to me, this time, standing in front of me. He leaned in and kissed my neck again, and I kissed his. Then I moved my hand to his cock, rubbing it through his khaki shorts. I could feel his thick cock getting harder, and heard a moan escape his lips.

The bartender returned to the game, and our attentions turned to the pool table. Jen was kicking Mike's ass, but he really didn't seem to upset about it. Between shots, he would return to where I was sitting, and I would rub his cock as he ran his hands up and down my arms and across my back.

Once the game was over, his attentions were entirely mine. We exchanged long deep kisses, which he knew I loved, until I couldn't stand it anymore, and suggested we leave. We bid Jen a good night, and walked out his car.

He pushed me against his car, and kissed me deeply. I felt his hard cock against me, and kissed him back as ferociously as he kissed me. For fifteen minutes, we made out in the street, our hands all over one another, until I told him we really needed to get in the car.

We drove back to my house, and parked in the parking lot of the old folks home next door. We made out like teenagers; our tongues entangled in each others mouths, his hands all over my breasts, and mine wrapped around his neck and rubbing his cock roughly. I stopped kissing long enough to unzip his shorts and slide his cock out.

His cock was beautiful. Thick mushroom head, just like I love. I knew I had to have it in my mouth, so I leaned across the console and looked up at him just as I took his cock between my lips. With a "POP", I pulled it out of my mouth, and immediately sucked it back in. I listened to Mike's breathing grow heavier and faster as I slid his cock in and out of my waiting mouth. I was ravenous for his thick cock. All I could imagine was ministering to his cock until he emptied his balls into my throat. That was my goal. All I wanted in the world at that moment was make him cum.

I continued sucking and stroking his cock into my mouth until I had to stop and take a breath. I hated stopping, but I had to catch my bearings. I felt his hands gently slide through my hair; he told me how amazing my mouth felt on him and that he'd never felt anything so good. That was all the encouragement I needed.

I attacked his cock with even more fervor than before. I wanted to make him cum, and I would pull out ever weapon in my cocksucking arsenal to do it. I covered the head of his cock with my saliva and quickly stroked it, my fingers sliding across the sensitive underside of his cock head. I flicked the pisshole with my tongue. I felt his hand slide down the back of my jeans on my giant ass, but admonished him to stop. I was going to make him cum. I was going to swallow him until his balls were emptied.

I wrapped my fingers around the base of Mike's cock, and stroked him, harder and faster. At that, he began fucking my mouth. I relaxed my throat as much as I could, and let him fuck my mouth as if it were a pussy. I gagged as I felt his huge mushroom his the back of my throat. My eyes grew wet as I sucked the big cock that was fucking my mouth. I could tell from his moans that he was getting close, so I stopped only long enough to tell him how much I wanted him to cum in my throat. At that, he let go of his load. I would love to tell you how he filled up my mouth with his giant load, but that would be a lie. I swallowed every drop of cum that emptied from his full balls. It was amazing. I looked up at his face, mine covered in saliva, and wiped my chin with my knuckles, grinning. I think he enjoyed it. Just then, I looked up to see a woman in her 60's, getting into the Subaru that sat beside us. He laughed as I tried to straighten myself out and he tucked his cock inside his shorts. I could feel my face redden when he told me he'd already seen a couple of other people walking to their cars while I was sucking his cock.

We sat in his car a while and talked before going into the house to go to bed. That's another story for another day....
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What are you looking for on here?
Veröffentlicht:2. November 2014, 9:10 Uhr
Zuletzt aktualisiert:24. Februar 2015, 16:00 Uhr
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That's the million dollar question, isn't it? I'm asked that question at least 20 times a day. The answer is more complicated than just " a fuckbuddy", or " a boyfriend". So let me explain.

Let me preface this by saying MY LIFESTYLE CHOICE IS NOT FOR EVERYONE. That being said...

I'm a Domme. I'm not a whips and chains of Domme, but I am a Domme, nonetheless. And I am a cuckoldress. I deal more with the sensual than the sadistic. I'm not going to bind you up with duct tape and flog you. I will sit on your face. I will tell you how much better another man feels inside me. And I will fuck your ass with my fingers, dildo or strapon. And I will love you all the while.

See, to me, Domination is a means to bring my sub and I closer together. I've cuckolded in the past, and those relationships have been the closest and most intimate ones I've ever experienced. It's such an intense dynamic, and it is clearly NOT for everyone.
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