<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/"><channel><title><![CDATA[Safeword Pretzel]]></title><description><![CDATA[When Koala Tied Fox]]></description><link>https://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/</link><image><url>http://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/favicon.png</url><title>Safeword Pretzel</title><link>https://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/</link></image><generator>Ghost 1.24</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2026 11:51:29 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/rss/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><ttl>60</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[On the Road]]></title><description><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>As soon as the door opened at Koala's he swept me into his arms and kissed me as deeply and passionately as the first time. It takes me a while to catch my breath and anything I had planned to say has floated away.</p>
<p>We pack up the car and</p></div>]]></description><link>https://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/on-the-road/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5ad2bdccaf73540001c6b605</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Fox]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2018 03:08:44 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>As soon as the door opened at Koala's he swept me into his arms and kissed me as deeply and passionately as the first time. It takes me a while to catch my breath and anything I had planned to say has floated away.</p>
<p>We pack up the car and head off on our adventure. It will be a few hours until we arrive at our destination yet my desire to touch Koala is strong and distracting me from any conversation we attempt to have.</p>
<p>I snuggled up to Koala and run my hand from his knee up his inner thigh. I smile at him as he looks down at me. My hand continues to move up towards what I know is arousal to my touch. I stop just as I feel him wiggle in his seat.</p>
<p>&quot;Keep your eyes on the road, Koala. Foxy is in charge for the rest of this trip.&quot;</p>
<p>&quot;Yes, Foxy,&quot; he replies. I smile at him as I run my hand across his jeans that are increasingly getting tighter and tighter.</p>
<p>My fingers continue to tease the inside of Koala's thigh and with my other hand I begin to rub the inside of my own thigh.<br>
I notice that Koala keeps looking down and I stop touch both of us immediately.<br>
&quot;You have to keep your eyes on the road if you want your reward,&quot; I say as he turns back to focusing on driving.</p>
<p>I begin to run my fingers along his thigh again. I take the heel of my hand and rub it on the throbbing inside of his jeans. I push with just enough pressure that the car speeds up as Koala hits the gas just a little too hard.<br>
I giggle and remind him to pay attention to driving and not to look down.</p>
<p>My hand continues to rub faster and faster as moans escape Koala's lips.<br>
I consider continuing to tease him but desire to have his hardening cock in my hand is strong and deep. I slide my other hand over and start to undo his pants as I continue to tease and rub the hardness I have created.<br>
My hand finds what I'm looking for as I remind Koala to keep his eyes on the road.<br>
&quot;Good boy, Koala. You please me well.&quot;</p>
</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Together at Last]]></title><description><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>My mind knows that I can't make time go faster, but my body doesn't care. I woke up as if a start pistol went off, and my body kept running that race as I tried to finish up my last chores, trying to get to Fox quicker. It doesn't matter</p></div>]]></description><link>https://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/together-at-last/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5abe5e1daf73540001c6b5f4</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[🐨]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2018 17:59:52 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>My mind knows that I can't make time go faster, but my body doesn't care. I woke up as if a start pistol went off, and my body kept running that race as I tried to finish up my last chores, trying to get to Fox quicker. It doesn't matter that rushing just means that I'm less efficient, and have to go back to finish things, my body wants to make time go by faster, so I can get to Fox. It's not rational, but relationships will do that to you.</p>
<p>After all that, I'm exhausted, but it's finally time, it's finally 10am. I don't have to wait long before the doorbell rings. I open it, and before I can even register who is at the door, I start hugging and kissing the person standing there, luckily I was right, <strong>Fox is here</strong>!</p>
<p>Once I allow her to catch her breath I can see that my kiss has wiped away anything that Fox was going to say, but instead her face shows a look of calm and lust. I've noticed that I have this affect on Fox, the ability to wipe away any worries and thoughts from her mind, and allow her to live in the moment. I sometimes feel bad, like I have interrupted something important, but I also know that she loves it, and I love that I can do that to her. Having a moment where it is just us, regardless of who else is there, or where we are, is a powerful thing, and something I cherish.</p>
<p>I break away from the embrace, and invite Fox in, but we are both eager to start our trip.</p>
<p>I load my things, and we are on our way. I drive so that Fox can relax, and selfishly so she can snuggle up to me on the ride. I was just expecting conversation, and snuggles on the trip, but Fox had something else in mind.</p>
</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Adventure Begins pt. 2]]></title><description><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>My heart always races when I hear the familiar ping of my phone. I start smiling before I even see who has messaged me. I know it's Koala. Seeing our private string of emojis makes me grin big every time.</p>
<p>*&quot;Tomorrow -koala-pretzel-fox-&quot;</p>
<p>The trip to the beach is</p></div>]]></description><link>https://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/the-adventure-begins-pt-2/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5abc3607af73540001c6b5ee</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Fox]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2018 01:21:46 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>My heart always races when I hear the familiar ping of my phone. I start smiling before I even see who has messaged me. I know it's Koala. Seeing our private string of emojis makes me grin big every time.</p>
<p>*&quot;Tomorrow -koala-pretzel-fox-&quot;</p>
<p>The trip to the beach is our first together. I am so excited for the fun Koala has planned for us. He is packed and prepared for the exploration of our shared interests.</p>
<p>Our connection and communication have been easy and strengthens with each moment we spend together. The immediate trust we share is undeniable. This trust has given Koala and I the peace to live in the moment. Giving and receiving pleasure equally and enthusiastically. Whatever form that may take.</p>
<p>His messages remind me that it's late and I should pack. I know I'm not going to need many clothes and fill my suitcase with lingerie and art supplies instead. Koala has the rest of what I'll be wearing already packed.</p>
<p>Koala and I are snuggled into our own beds texting each other about our excitement for being together and agreeing we both should get some sleep soon.</p>
<p>Tomorrow promises to be an adventure unlike any I have experienced before.</p>
</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Adventure Begins]]></title><description><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>I'm so excited. Tomorrow Fox and I are going on our first trip. Sure, it's just a beach trip but we have to start somewhere... and if this goes as planned, there will be many more to come. Speaking of my plan, I better make sure I pack all the</p></div>]]></description><link>https://xn--wo8h67f6c.loganholmes.com/the-adventure-begins/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5abbec260c3e5a0001c3220e</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[🐨]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2018 19:29:03 GMT</pubDate><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="kg-card-markdown"><p>I'm so excited. Tomorrow Fox and I are going on our first trip. Sure, it's just a beach trip but we have to start somewhere... and if this goes as planned, there will be many more to come. Speaking of my plan, I better make sure I pack all the right <em>toys</em> and <em>gear</em>.</p>
<ul>
<li><s>Rope</s></li>
<li><s>More rope</s></li>
<li><s>Safety scissors (can't forget those)</s></li>
<li><s>Some more rope for good measure</s></li>
<li>Oh yeah, clothes too (in case we make it outside)</li>
</ul>
<p>It occurs to me — not for the first time — how lucky I am to have found Fox, and that I broke my typical solitary shy character to talk to this vixen. The connection we share is amazing, at each step Fox and I have been able to communicate our desires, and each have been receptive to the other's suggestion. I'm not sure where we go from here, but I am eager to explore whatever it is with her.</p>
<p>Almost done packing, I should go to bed, but I'm too excited, and can't stop thinking about tomorrow. I want to message Fox, but I should let her sleep too.</p>
<p>...</p>
<p>Well maybe just a quick message.</p>
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