Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

Jenny was in town for Cinekink. Jenny is cute and loves sex and she thinks I am hot. Woo hoo! “So, what do you have planned for tomorrow?” “Shopping.” “You should come with me for an hour or so to have sex with Jefferson before you go shopping.” “Who is Jefferson again?” “He’s Marcus’ boyfriend. […]

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On the way to Pacific Friction, the airline lost my luggage. All I had was the clothes on my back and they felt grungy and inappropriate. I cruised the vendor area and found DieselFemme and bought a hot little slinky slip dyed a dark gray with a chain and a zipper and some studs. Very […]

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I had my first close encounter with Dude at one of those parties hosted by close friends. A carefully chosen guest list. Favorite foods. Fun lighting. Some rules to make it safe for everybody. Mood music. A lot of puppy piles and touching. Very comfortable. Except for Dude. “Oooo! I am touching Lolita. I can’t […]

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“Wait,” he said. “You like men?” “Yes, of course. Sometimes, I even prefer them” “I always thought you were a lesbian.” I laughed. “That is a common misperception.” Okay, I thought, things are getting interesting here. Jonah was one of the hottest leathermen I knew. An experienced player. I knew what kind of play he […]

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Jefferson was on the phone when I got there. I stayed quiet because I figured he might be on a business call. But, no, he handed the phone to me. I heard a sexed up voice spilling a barrage of nastiness, “I’m going to fuck all your holes,” yadda yadda, “and then I’m going to […]

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My leather family is so incestuous. We have a family motto: The family that plays together, stays together. We even have pins that were made up that say that. Like, my Daddy plays with my boy, I play with Momma Bear’s two properties, etc. This interconnecting play happens pretty organically and there is never any […]

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After I taught the Caning class for CAPEX and before the play party, we went to dinner at Lava Bistro. I ate the Charleston Shrimp-N-Grits. Yum! There were about 14 people at the table. NCBluezMan sat at the end. He looked like a real redneck: jeans, beer gut, goatee, tattoos and a heavy southern accent. […]

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Jefferson and I scheduled some time from Noon to 2pm on a weekday at his place. I brought him a pepperoni and pineapple pizza and some beer. We had a slice and then we retired to the bedroom where we got naked and explored whether the magic of camp could be transferred to the city. […]

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My mother had this fabulous set of mid-century Russel Wright dishes. She didn’t use them anymore and told me that she would give them to me when I got married. This pissed me off because I did not want to wait until I got married just to get the dishes. Finally, my father stepped in […]

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Not much happens on Monday but I did a fun caning with the RopeGuru on the porch of Oink cabin, packed and went looking for Marcus. He was hobbling up to the parking lot. “I’ll help you load your luggage into your car.” Marcus was pleased that I was there. He needed the assistance. We […]

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