Happy New Year from Goldslut!

I started this blog as a New Year’s resolution for 2007.

New Year’s resolution 2008: write in blog!

This is a pic from my one nude photo shoot. Perhaps I will do another some day.


Goldslut’s Tush

Published in: on January 5, 2008 at 3:09 pm  Comments (4)  

Goldslut in Latex

I was at a little gathering of perverts at a bar a few months ago, when I spotted the Baroness. She is the, well, Baroness (no better description than the one she’s claimed for herself) of the local fetish scene. An enthusiastic proponent of latex, she designs and builds her own latex fashions in her workshop and boutique in the East Village. Then, once a month or so, she hostesses an event where people can strut their rubber-sheathed stuff. She participated in a fashion show that I organized at an event a while back. I wasn’t sure if she’d remember me, but I went over to pay my respects.

She greeted me happily. She’d been thinking about me. She was planning to launch a top-secret “Queen Size” latex line, and wanted me to model it at her upcoming fashion show. I was thrilled. A big girl in latex? I’ve never seen it.

Last weekend I showed up at the local fetish/BDSM club to latex myself up. The Baroness hadn’t had a lot of time to work on the new line, but she did have a black latex skirt that fit me perfectly. I wore it with my black leather corset, black sheer stockings, and black leather boots. I was surrounded my skinny young things in head-to-toe latex in jewel tones. They looked fantastic and so did I! It was so much fun. Sorry, no pictures, you know how people are about cameras at these fetish events.

I paraded onto the stage, wiggling my leather & latex-covered curves, shaking my voluminous ass, wrapped in a smooth, skin-tight package, at the crowd. The Baroness took the moment to spray her magic potion on the latex and literally shine my ass. The crowd whooped appreciatively. Then I strode off the stage and through the audience, allowing a few lucky watchers to stroke my skirt.

Goldslut gives a happy butt wiggle to fat women in latex. Now I have to save up for my own outfit.

P.S. I tried to find a photo to add to this post, but when I googled “fat women in latex” I got dozens of articles about Hollywood actors wearing latex fat suits in movies and some yucky videos. Baroness, we need your Queen Size Collection!

Published in: on November 23, 2007 at 1:23 pm  Comments (5)  

New Toy

New Toy 1

I bought a new toy last night. It is a riding crop covered in lavender glitter. It makes me very happy. It’s pretty, vicious, and will leave a nice trail of sparkles on somebody’s ass. I wonder who?

I was inspired to do a little modeling with my new toy.


Yes, I just got a new manicure and pedicure. And yes, I LOVE pink and purple and sparkles.

There are a few other pics, but I’m not sure if I’m ready to put them out on the interweb yet.

Published in: on August 5, 2007 at 11:12 pm  Comments (9)  

Sleepy Sex

C and I are on completely different schedules. He’s working all weekend—12 hour shifts—and that’s my only time off. Needless to say, it’s interfering with our sex life.

I heard the door late Sunday evening and looked up from the computer to greet him. He walked over to me and gave me a quick kiss. He looked very tired. I knew I was, having worked all weekend on my real work. It flickered through my brain to push through our exhaustion and jump him. I was so glad to see him, but a late supper and the television were beckoning. But then he reached out and grabbed my nipple. The thrill shot through me, and I yelped in surprise and excitement. He had taken the seat at the computer and I was standing in front of him, transfixed and shaking slightly. He rubbed and pinched my nipples through my t-shirt and bra. Small high-pitched noises continued to emerge from my surprised mouth. Shirt and bra disappeared, and his hands ran relentlessly over my tits. “Go to the bedroom and take off the rest of your clothes,” he urged. Hustling to follow his directions, I wriggled out of my jeans, underwear, and socks, and pulled my hair free from a ponytail. Lying down on the bed, I spread myself out for him. I slid a finger across my open pussy, and it was slick with desire. Rubbing my clit gently, I listened to his approach, plunging a finger into my cunt, readying it for his cock. I smiled to myself… I really didn’t think this was going to happen tonight. Now my body was throbbing in anticipation, my brain still a little spacey from tiredness, but alert to the sounds of him moving towards the bedroom. He entered naked; his black leather cock ring strapped around his cock and balls, his cock straining towards me. I moved my fingers aside and spread my legs even wider, holding my ankles up towards my head. He plunged into me, directly into my cunt, up to the hilt. Despite all my sexual activity, I have a very tight cunt, and if I haven’t had sex in a few days, it’s even tighter. I love the feeling of a cock thrusting into my tight cunt, and as long as I’m wet or have a little lube, I like it to be sudden, hard, and fast. He pounded me on the bed, as I rocked my hips towards him, pulling him even deeper inside me. I moaned, a deep, loud moan that grew in depth and volume as he thrust again and again. There’s a time for sleeping, but this wasn’t it.

I’m writing this now, late on Sunday evening, waiting to hear the door. I hope to have more to tell soon.

Published in: on July 15, 2007 at 8:55 pm  Comments (2)  


I was tagged by Droplet of In Your Pants; check it out, it’s really good! It’s the “seven random things” meme. Curvaceous Dee makes a good point here about how tricky it is to fulfill this meme while trying to preserve one’s secret identity. I’ll do my best.

1. I really don’t understand the concept of memes, despite C’s patient attempts to explain it to me. The penny just isn’t quite dropping. If anyone wants to try, please add your explanation of the meme phenomenon.

2. I’m allergic to cats. It sucks. Cats are cool.

3. I love Nick Cave, and have since I was 15.

4. The most unusual place that I’ve ever had sex was in the ladies’ room of a strip club in a Caribbean vacation resort town. You can find the story here.

5. I’m a coffee snob.

6. The only Shakespeare plays that I haven’t seen in production are Timon of Athens and Henry VIII.

7. I love to dance.

I am tagging Selina Fire.

Published in: on July 1, 2007 at 9:02 pm  Comments (1)  

A Peek

Here I am…

Goldslut in Leather

Published in: on March 23, 2007 at 12:41 am  Comments (3)