While on Tumblr, I’ve been obsessing over pictures that show a man’s hands. I don’t see the sexual act in the picture so much as I see his hands.

Big, strong hands holding, squeezing, caressing, touching…

I miss hands on my body (other than my own). I miss the pleasure and the pain they cause. I miss feeling warm and safe under someone else’s touch.

Hands are capable of so much…

Light strokes on my cheek, hand-holding, plunging fingers in wet places, smacking against sensitive skin, pulling hair, restraining hands, grabbing, holding, digging, rubbing, teasing, forcing…


About the author

Kayla Lords

I am a sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, international speaker, kink educator, and all-around kinky woman. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have happy healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!


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