u/frockgrains

The walls of my little home are pretty thin sometimes, if you catch my drift. It’s just me and my older brother living under one roof, and let’s just say we’ve gotten real comfortable with each other’s company-especially after bedtime. I’ll admit, I’ve got a soft spot for the way he looks at me when he thinks I’m not paying attention, like he’s trying to memorize every stupid little smirk I make. I’ve been thinking about how nice it would be to make our living space a little more… porous, you know? Not that we’re planning some big scandal or anything, but the idea of sneaking around in my own damn house is starting to sound a lot hotter than it probably should. I’m not in a rush, but I’m also not gonna lie and say I don’t catch myself wondering what would happen if I just… stopped pretending I don’t notice the way his hands linger when he passes me the milk. Anybody else live somewhere where the walls absolutely scream for it too?

This streak of 23 days without so much as a single touch is getting ridiculous - my clit is practically vibrating in protest every time I even think about sex now. I've been so good at resisting the urge to rub one out, but honestly? It's turning into this weird mix of frustration and obsession, like my body's decided being teased is better than the real thing. I swear my poor clit is plotting something devious at this point, just waiting for the perfect moment to betray me. My Master keeps telling me denial is a lesson in patience, but I'm pretty sure I flunked that class the first week.

Just got back from a long day at work and really could use some foot-focused relaxation. Not that I’d complain if someone wanted to take the time to really worship them - I mean, who wouldn’t enjoy that kind of attention? I’m a 23F who’s always been into the idea of someone being completely into my feet. There’s something so intimate about it, you know? I’d love to hear about others’ experiences or even just some fun thoughts on the matter.