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So what's the deal Lady Lipstick?

I imagine it should be apparent to you who have stumbled onto my blog that this is, by no means, a regular porn site...I intend to add content that is pornographical in nature, but first and foremost, this is a playground. Playing has always been man's greatest means of learning, so when I say "playground", I really am talking about the "space of exploration" that is mentioned in this blog's blurb.

In other words, my motivation to set up this site was not dictated by my kinky-drive. I'm going to go ahead and be audacious by claiming that I'm doing this primarily for academic reasons. Shameless hussy, ain't I?

Here's my reason: I want to do my bit in the war against sexual repression. Let's face it, society has far too many stigmas attached to far too many domains of sexuality...and this is supposed to be the 21st century! *THE AGE OF COMMUNICATION* Well, the kids, and everyone else, are getting MORE than eyeful sex...but we're not really talking about it, not like it's okay to be a playful, sexual being. There are far too many adolescents out there who actually feel GUILTY about masturbating and exploring their personal sexuality. Last time I checked, homo sapiens sapiens are emotional, physical, mental and sexual beings. We are denying and damaging a part of our identity if we aren't able to be comfortable about having it. Duh.

Here's one of my dirty little secrets I'm happy to throw out there: I discovered my sexuality at a very tender age...and almost immediately incorporated lipstick into my sexual play. Because I grew up in a very religious town (inhabited by citizens with an insatiable drive to go find anyone who didn't fit into a box and make their lives miserable) I never even considered to talk to anyone, friends or family or peers, about sex and what I was getting up to. As a result, I took to becoming my own pornography. I did myself up in lipstick and sometimes dressed up, then pouted and roleplayed infront of the wall in my parents' house's hallway, entirely covered in mirrors (while mom was groccery shopping and dad was at work). Masturbating or grinding into selected furniture till I climaxed. I really did subconsciously register it as fun and innocent...I was in my own world, getting to know myself better... till the one day mom came home sooner than expected...

I had managed to clear away the props and leave no suspicious clutter lying around...but...I didn't manage to properly wipe off the lipstick: the quintessential ingredient to my play. I will never forget how disgusting it felt to come across this thing called "guilt" when mom asked me "Darling? Have you been putting on my lipstick?" I'm still at a bit of a loss why that moment hit me so hard (to the point that it can still haunt me today). I'm in my early twenties. Then, I was just hitting puberty... And that encounter with that lunatic thing called guilt infected and plagued the developement of my sexuality till recently.

Guess what y'all, playing and learning is fun again for this kinky kitten. You're welcome to enjoy the ride with me... Till next time, here's 2 pics of something I find *particularly* titillating... the trace of lipsticked lips on naked lady-flesh...

Coming soon: Lipstick traces from the *other* lips ;-)

(Note to self: Damn! Can't reach to kiss my tummy! Or some other yummy part! I need to find a sidekick sometime!)

The *things* I get up to at 4am...

Well, as of today, I can officially add "starting up a fetish blog" to the list of things I get up to at ridiculous hours. Watch this space to see and hear about the *other things* on that list...

And here's a juicy red smile of welcome to you ;-)