I call them sun-kissed and love-marked. The bruises are fading now, as is the slight sunburn that you can barely see in this particular picture.
I love being bitten, marked, bruised. It makes me feel owned and possessed in a way that nothing else does. But the pain of it is excruciating. I whine and whimper, pleading, “Nooooo” but I never use my safeword. Because I know at the end of the dark sting of pain will be the mark I crave.
When his teeth sink in, my eyes squeeze shut. My voice raises in pitch, and I practically cry. My pussy tingles and moistens. My clit swells and throbs. It takes very little to set me off – one touch, and I’d easily cum.
There were more marks made than these, more visible than these. Bruises and bites on my neck and back – and I spent the weekend in the sun with sundresses and bathing suits. If the world had chosen to look closely, they would have seen them as clear as day. But the majority of the world doesn’t pay that much attention.
But you’re my world, and I guess I’m screaming, “Hey look at my beautiful marks!” /giggle
Yay for Boobday!
I do love marked boobs. I have one tiny little bruise from a week ago that is not yet faded. Every time I look down and see it, I smile.
I know that feeling…it’s a constant reminder…that’s the best part…
So gorgeous! Both the boobs and the bruises 🙂
Thank you!! 🙂
Hurray for marks! Those are some impressive teeth marks. I’ve found that nothing leaves quite an impression on breasts like teeth. Your breasts and bruises are all beautiful.
Hurray for marks! And thank you! 🙂
Lovely boobs and bruises
I think so, too…
Hot diggity damn Kayla!! Damn! That’s all I can say!! xxx
Lovely! You and Nilla! I’ve honestly bruised once, and that is when Wolf bit me hard! Lasted 3 days.
Those bruises came from VERY hard bites…the one on my neck was worse…it could be because I was bitten a few times in one spot…which I like…
🙂 Wolf has bitten. Hard. 3 days.
I just don’t bruise very easily.
I bump into a piece of furniture and I have bruises – I usually don’t remember how I got them…I fell down the stairs twice when I first moved into my townhome – twice inside a week…I had a massive black bruise across my ass…so, I guess, I bruise easily…
Every person is different about bruising. I always manage to show up with bruises and have no memory at all of having bumped into something. I heard the sarcastic term “Grace” quite often when I was a kid. :-/
Yeah. I broke sticks over my leg today. Nothing. No bruises.
I would have been crying at breaking sticks on my leg…and I can usually be stoic during pain…
It was tender, but my brain went… “kindling, firewood, HEAT” 🙂
Well, I can understand that…I can bear almost anything if it’s a need…
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I feel the same way about marks, but I’ve never had them like that! Gorgeous!
Marks …there is nothing like them. Unfortunately, my body seems to be adjusting to having them. I’m healing more quickly every time.
I am at the point now that I’m saddened when I am mark-free.
I was very sad when my marks disappeared…and I hate it when our moments don’t leave marks…