It’s been a while since I updated here, but it’s mostly for good reasons. I got so busy with work and school and porn that I got really burned out. Additionally, the place I’m living in kind of went downhill. I don’t want to go into detail, but I definitely don’t want to live there for another winter, that’s for sure. And I had some solid porn plans just completely fall through. Like people ghosting the day of a shoot or wasting a lot of my time and/or spoons in a lot other ways. Finally, I was stressing out a lot about some very sick friends. I was just a big, stressed-out mess.
Pulling Back From the Edge
So, I pulled back from everything that was stressing me out and reevaluated for a few months, to see what I could change or quit. It’s been a process, but I’ve made progress. I’m in the process of moving, and selling my place. I’ve pulled way back on what I’m willing to do to save my company’s ass at work. Either it won’t get saved, or someone else will have to do some of the saving. I took a term off from school.
I also took a few days off and visited and reconnected with my sick friend. There’s a good chance it might be one of the last times I see them, but I feel so much better for having faced up to it and just done it.
And I’m planning some new adventures when it comes to sex and Rikochanpornstar.com. You might start seeing it in pictures here soon, and if you follow me on Twitter and Instagram you’ve definitely seen it. I’m working like crazy in the gym, doing huge amounts of really serious powerlifting! I’ve never been stronger, or bigger, or heavier in my life than I am right now.
New Body, New Mind
It’s a crazy difficult mental game to eat enough to get big, especially for someone like me who has spent a considerable amount of time with dysmorphia and in a skeletal state. I won’t lie, sometimes I feel like I’m getting too fat in addition to my muscle growth. Note: I’m 100 percent supportive of all body types and sizes for my friends; some of my best, sexiest follows on Twitter and Tumblr are curvy, plump, and just plain fat. You soft ladies, I so would! Vive les different body types! But for me, for my body, it’s not something I’ve ever been comfortable with, because it has always made me feel like I’m out of control.
But this lifting plan, this strength, this raw power…I can stand to get softer and rounder when I know that I’m also getting stronger and stronger…that it’s for a reason. I’m getting fatter, sure, but it’s not out of my control.
And I’m building a new kind of control over my body. The growth of muscle and strength, on a scale that I haven’t really experienced before, despite having been fairly serious about lifting for a few years. This is the first time I’ve really committed to this level of lifting, eating, and sleeping, and the amount I have grown…surprises me! I’m so excited to see where this takes me, and I hope you are too!
More to Come
For more updates purely on bodybuilding and powerlifting, be sure to follow me on Instagram. I post lots of pictures from the gym there. As for the rest? I’m hoping to have some new porn with my new, bigger body up on my big clit and bodybuilding studio soon! Anyhow, this is just a quickie post to say I’m back. More soon…
I’m so excited to be working with lovely, formal pictures again. There’s something very different to editing and posting pictures that were taken during an actual photoshop versus the ones that you take on the fly during actual sex sessions, especially when I get to work with photographers I love. I hope you like this set, Pumping Rikochan’s Clit, with my friend Slutty Nic, which I’ve posted some great shots of in the past.
Don’t get me wrong, I love, love, love the gonzo pictures (and videos) that come out of shooting while I’m actually getting fucked or pumped and so on, POV shots that either me or the person doing…things…to me take, as the opportunities come. There’s a real, exciting rawness to shots that come out of shoots like that, and those are by far the largest part of the shots I take and post online. That’s the stuff that feels real, and hardcore and that makes me wet and hot and bothered to look at and edit and post.
But then again, there’s something really satisfying about shoots that are planned out ahead of time, too; shoots with a wardrobe, and a set and a budget–and especially shoots with a costar! You get a different sort of feeling with that kind of shoot, whether it’s video or still, as is the case here with these shots of me and Slutty Nic. No, there aren’t any videos of me and Nic, who has since moved away, which makes me very sad! We just did that one shoot for stills. Maybe someday!
Pumping Rikochan’s Clit, Vintage Shots
Yes, these are older clit-pumping shots. I started posting pictures from this set about four years ago, with a post called Rikochan Gets Her Clit Licked by Slutty Nic. I’ve slowwwwwwwly been doling them out ever since. These are some of my most popular pictures ever, and I get amazing feedback every time I post a new group of pictures from this shoot.
I’m going to be really sad when they’re all gone! I do the same thing with my shots of Yuka Ozaki and Mistress Treasure, by the way, sitting on pics for years. So if you’re a fan of my shoots with either of those two, yes, there’s more coming from those shoots too…
Note that I’m a terrible model, it takes shooting hundreds and hundreds of shots just to get a handful of good ones. And, furthermore I’m so subby and submissive that it’s really hard to get a good out of me unless you’re really assertive and in control of the shoot. And, furthermore, I always maintain some anonymity in my shoots, which is an additional challenge for a photographer, I think. For all those reasons, it’s so much better if I can get a costar for a shoot, and a video, too. That’s why, for example, my videos with Yuka, Treasure, and Lady Clarece are so exciting to shoot, and, I think, watch.
And that’s why I’m working to set up some shoots with some people that I met via my Twitter, Tumblr, and Fetlife profiles, hopefully as early as May. Keep an eye out for more from this set, soon. I hope to have some news to announce soon! Also, I’m going to be posting lots more picture from this set, Pumping Rikochan’s Clit, over the next few days.
Hey everyone! I just wanted to let you know about my brand new video, Stroke Til You Squirt, which is now available. Anyone who’s a longtime fan is especially going to really love this one I think, because it’s a return to the kind of classic clip that first got me started: a plain old extreme closeup jerk off that is 100 percent focused on my enormous clitty! If you click the link in this paragraph, you can see a HOT little preview…
Of course, it’s way better quality than those original clips were, but at the same time it’s still just me, stroking, and moaning and squirting as I rub my clit. I get so excited that my labia get completely engorged, and pussy is actually pulsating at a couple points, I’m so into it. You’ll be amazed at how fast my clitty swells up and how fast too. This is all one long take; no cuts, no pumping!
Did you miss a key moment? Don’t worry, I’ve added a few slo-motion replays so you can see the action in perfect detail one more time. They’re just short little bursts of slo-motion, nothing too cheesy or distracting, and the early feedback has been very positive. If you’re close to coming when you see me squirt or pulsate, you don’t have to rewind to get yourself right up to the edge because there’s one more chance coming in a few key spots to see me “Stroke Til You Squirt!”
I know some of you like the longer videos with lots more scenes to choose from, but I also know that some of you prefer to buy lots of little clips for quick wanks, too! This clip is just a little bit over 5 minutes long, and it’s very affordable, especially considering just how much hardcore big clit action there is!
I really hope you like Stroke Til You Squirt, and please stay tuned for at least a few more before the end of the year.
I’ve got a good life. I’m lucky, and fortunate, and privileged. I work very, very hard to maintain that life. Because of the way I grew up, with a father who mistakenly thought, over and over and over again, this time my horse can’t fail, I’m also always secretly terrified it will all slip away. So I work harder still. Memories of the yakuza knocking on your door at night, in the morning, in the middle of the afternoon, those never go away. And so I do everything-work, working out, porn–at full force, and even then I don’t really believe it will last, because I know everything is changeable, nothing is guaranteed, and you have to fight to keep what you have. This has made me successful, but it can also make me very, very tired. So I’m using some of the money I have worked so hard to save, and I’m going on vacation, to make myself happy again.
I’m going where there is sun (maybe) and a pool and there might be a beach or two, and there is going to be jewelry. Necklaces and chokers and bracelets…I’m going to be flashy and brassy and bold and all the things I never let myself be. There are going to be dresses; so many dresses, and maybe even…gowns (though I am unclear on the actual difference, to be honest). I’ve been planning what to wear and shopping for months, and I’m not telling myself when would I ever wear that? This is the time I’m going to wear it. I’m going to dress for dinner like the sophisticated adult I always imagined I might one day be, and I’m going to dance and drink wine and champagne and Prosecco and maybe even a cocktail or two.
I’m going to kill it in the gym every day, maybe twice a day, and I’ll be swimming every day, and I might do some rock climbing, and I’m definitely going to do some hiking. I’m also going to get a massage or three and a manicure and a pedicure and maybe even a quackish spa treatment. I plan to haunt the saunas and steam rooms and hot tubs on the days when I access have one.
And I plan to have sex. So much fucking sex. The first night I don’t get to my hotel until 2 am, but every night after that I’m going to fuck. I’m going to have my nipples sucked and pumped and pinched and bitten and stretched until they are sore and swollen and stand out like thumbs in my bathing suit the next day.
My clit is going to get so much love, too. I’m only bringing a few toys, but the most important one is the pump for my clit. It has been ages since I got the chance to pump more than once every week or two, let alone once a day, which is what I used to do. Sometimes I would pump it for two, three, four hours at a time and my clit and labia (I used to pump my whole pussy a lot more) would get so fat and swollen that they would still be stretched and swollen and full the night when I started again. Each day, they’d get a little bigger, more sensitive, and more freaky looking.
I loved that sense of causing myself to become so outre, so shocking, and so strange, even to myself. I remember looking at my partner as we changed my body into something else entirely, as I pumped my labia until they were standing out like a fat, juicy fruit that filled my entire hand, and laughing a nervous, excited, happily horrified laugh, and saying, “Is this ok? Can I do this? Is this allowed? What if it never goes back? What it’s so big that I always have to wear a skirt or I will have a giant cameltoe? What if even under skirts it will show up? What if I look like a guy in a bikini? Would that freak you out? What about when I go back to Japan to visit? What if I go to an onsen with my friends and they see it? What if my mom sees?”
“It’s your body,” he said. It’s completely up to you what’s allowed. It doesn’t matter what I think. It doesn’t matter what your friends think. It doesn’t matter what your mom thinks. It only matters what you think.” It’s your body. It’s completely up to you what’s allowed. That simple statement–of a simple fact said at precisely the right moment–changed everything for me.
It might sound obvious to you. But to a Japanese woman growing up in conservative family–and, furthermore, one who grew up believing, secretly, and despite all evidence to the contrary, that if she did everything just right, and above all properly, this rectitude and propriety would spill over into her family life and keep her mother sane, keep her father from away from the track and the horses he could never quite give up on, keep him from shacking up with the vampiric track skanks (or better still, from ever coming back), keep the loansharks from the door–to a woman like that, the idea that we can (and maybe even should) just do whatever the fuck we want to ourselves, if it makes us happy…to a woman like that, such an idea is wildly, improbably revolutionary.
Of course, I’d heard those ideas before. Even in Japan you can’t avoid the sex and self-indulgence that permeates the media. We may have a more culturally ingrained sense of conformity and duty (or we may not, but that’s the perception), but we see all the American movies and TV shows, and our own culture is utterly saturated with sex, too. Unfortunately, in Japan it’s sex that is almost completely in service to men, to a far greater degree than even in the US. Or at least, that’s how Japan was for me, when I lived there.
For me, sex was a burden. In my experience, men were eventually going to take you to the track on your birthday and lose all their money on a sure thing instead of buying you a present. Sex was just something I could do in the meanwhile to make the men in my life happy, and, in doing so, make my life better because my partner was happy.
That second part is still true, of course, but it’s not the whole truth, the way it was then. I hadn’t learned that sex could also make me happy. You see, I never had an orgasm until more than halfway through my 20s, and I’d had several “lovers” by then. I’d even been engaged to be married. I knew about orgasms, of course, but I’d decided that there was probably something wrong with me that meant I couldn’t have one, and that I really didn’t even care about them, anyhow.
My first western boyfriend (who is my partner today) took that as a challenge, of course, and eventually that changed. I’m certain it was at least as much about him feeling powerful for making me come for the first time where other men had tried and failed as it was about how I felt, but I’m okay with that. He was young and dumb and I was a repressed, neurotic mess. The article going around about how men view making women come as an achievement more than a mutual act, well that doesn’t seem like a shocking piece of insight to me. I’m sure it’s still true of him today to some extent, but far more so at the beginning.
I’m just glad there was some reason for him to stick with it–and it actually took a consider amount of sticking with, I was so locked down and rigid. I never would have made it on my own. When I think back on how excruciatingly hard and embarrassing it was to get to there, that first time, and how confused and full of hate and rage I was, I just want to sit down and weep for myself as I was then. As confused and run down and mixed up as I get now, I at least know, that if I can manage to want to, I can reliably come and come and come until I need to change the sheets, and possibly the mattress.
This may sound awful, but I am, in fact, absurdly grateful that he stuck with it, to the point where it still makes me resent him sometimes. As in, how dare you make me feel guilty by being nice to you when I didn’t deserve it: I hate you! There were many, many years of really bad (and rare) sex. I’m honestly not sure why he did stayed, although he maintains it was always love. I don’t see how that could have been true at that point, but there must have been some reason. I suspect some degree of laziness, or maybe insanity, because…honestly.
At the beginning, my friends were all openly, even insultingly puzzled. I remember one particular night we were sitting on a blanket under a blossoming cherry tree, drinking beer and listening to the guys we were with singing terrible karaoke through a portable sound system powered by some kind of generator. It was one of those perfect gorgeous summer nights, and I was happily waiting for him to show up, and my friends started in. “Yes, you’re sort of pretty in a square-jawed, Easter Island Moai kind of way, and you’re really smart, but do boys care about smart? I don’t think so. You’re prickly and stubborn and sharp. If you’re not having much sex, and you don’t even like sex, and you’re not any good at sex, why is he still hanging around and being nice to you? What does he want? What’s wrong with him?”
I wanted to be mad, and I felt like I ought to defend myself, or even him, but it was just the truth. I was (and am) prickly and stubborn and sharp, but back then I was also nearly always unhappy, and it made me mean. But we were also very simpatico and good at just hanging out and just being together, which I’d never experienced before. We laughed a lot when we weren’t fighting. He was the first lover I’d ever had who was a friend…a really good friend. Maybe even my best friend.
So why wasn’t the sex better? He learned how to make me come more consistently (and more, importantly, I learned how to relax enough to let myself come), but something wasn’t right. It was him doing things to me…so many things to me, over and over again, things that I often adored and sometimes even craved so much that I got frightened. But something just wasn’t right, and nearly all our fights were about sex at their root, even if he didn’t always know it.
It wasn’t until I really started to absorb that idea, that it was my body, that it was completely up to me what was allowed, that things started to change. Like…I could tell him what I liked, and what I wanted, and when. I mean, that one wasn’t a huge leap, since he was one of those guys who always asked if everything was okay, to the point of it being annoying and off-putting. I was so twisted up inside that literally the best thing that occurred to me, at the dawn of this idea of total freedom, was that that I could tell him to stop asking me what I wanted all the time. Just shut up and do it, asking too much kills the mood! In fact, I sometimes hated him for being so fucking weak and worrying so much about what I wanted, and not just taking it…so that I didn’t have to think about it. How sad is that?
Although checking in too much is actually an annoying habit of his that still enrages me sometimes (although we’ve mostly moved past it), he really was right to ask, back then. In fact, he was doing things that I really didn’t like sometimes. Other times, he was just doing things that I might have liked fine at another time, but wasn’t in a mood for right then. And he was asking about them all, but, instead of saying no, I’d just go through with them, and then be truly awful to him in retribution at at some later date, without ever explaining why. Or I’d say yes and then just be unavailable for sex for days or weeks after, also without actually explaining why or even really clearly saying no.
It took me a lot longer to actually get to the point where I actually lived up to the idea that I really could say no. To anything.
Every woman has things they don’t like. One of my favorite writers on sex and feminism and being a woman has sex, Charo Shane, writes again and again about how much she hates receiving oral sex, which is fucking crazy to me. But that’s just it: she’s the one who gets to decide, no matter how crazy it might sound. (For me, it’s masturbation; I don’t and hardly ever have have. I know, freak out: discuss.) With him, it was anal, which I felt obliged to say yes to. The ability to just totally shut that down was terrifying, but wildly empowering at the same time.
I may have gone a little power-mad for a while, employing my newfound veto power. It’s one of those personal growth stereotypes that is also true that when you start working on yourself, things get worse before they get better–especially for your partner. It turns out that, ideally, sex is a negotiation. No one has to (or should) do anything they hate, but if you want to actually be able to live with someone and have a partner, you might actually need to negotiate a little bit, unless your partner is willing to be totally subservient to your needs. Since despite the tone of this story, I’m mostly the submissive one, that’s not at all what I want, I’m not well matched with that kind of partner, so I had to learn how to do that, too.
I eventually discovered that it was much more fun to just insist on what I wanted and to make it more and more fun for him to give me what I wanted (and to make him want to give me what I wanted) than to focus on denying him what he wanted. Eventually, we ended up mostly wanting the same things, and sex got much, much better.
It turns out that, if you say, I want you to do X to me–where X is some kind of kinky, transgressive, or just plain crazy sex act–and that afterwards (or during) they get an orgasm, that’s going to take care of most guys. If they have some super-specific kink that they can’t live without, either you need to be okay with satisfying it every so often, or you probably just shouldn’t be with them.
These days, if he really wanted anal, I’d be fine with doing it once in a while, but he’s so fixated now on my clit and shooting my porn that it hasn’t come up in literally years.
That all sounds great, and it would be great, if only I could live by it all the time. But despite the fact that I sort of mostly know it’s true, on a good day, I only have it about about halfway internalized, at most, and that’s after years of working on it and countless hours of therapy. Sex still gets problematic for me. I work too much. I worry too much. I’m still the girl who turned up the volume on her stereo to drown out the sounds of my mother screaming at the loansharks looking for my father–whose horse always failed, until he finally did disappear, forever. And so I work myself to the point where I’m sick. I’m too tired for sex, and, more importantly for the kind of negotiations that make it fun and exciting, and bearable, let alone sexy.
So I’m on vacation. Recharging. Getting myself together. Again. Using some of that money and time off that I have banked, and getting back to the point where I not only know that it’s my body, and that it’s completely up to me what’s allowed, but that I also recapture that feeling of wanting things to be done to it, loving when things are done to it, and loving when new things happen to it, with new people, and loving sharing all those experiences with all of you. Maybe this time I’ll even be able to learn it so deeply that it’ll stick with me, that I’ll remember that I ought to choose the things I love, and that make me happy, instead of the crazy, obsessive, superstitious things that I do to try and manage a life that I haven’t actually lived for many, many years.
It’s not that I’ve ever stopped actually loving those things, but I get so tired and sick, honestly, that I can’t remember how to access that feeling of love, if that makes sense. Don’t worry; it’s nothing for you to worry about. This happens from time to time, and I’m getting better about taking care of myself when it does. I hope you’re as excited as I am about what’s going to happen when I back, recharged and ready to be Rikochan again, full of that new, shiny optimism that this time I’ll be able to keep my life in balance, that my partner will stick through just this one last cycle with me, that this time my horse won’t fail.
Hi everyone! Exciting news–at least for me! I’m finally making porn again, and I’m starting off with a bang: Mistress Treasure Returns: Big Clit Comparison! I think anyone who’s a fan of me or Mistress Treasure or female muscle or big clits might like this one!
First, though, I wanted to say hi and happy New Year and that I hope you had a good year last year and that I hope you have an even better one this year. My last few months have been pretty challenging, but I’ve come through ok, in the end. I think 2017 is going to be even tougher, both at work and at school for me personally, and for people of color and immigrants and sex workers, too. But I also think it can be an excellent year, because I’m determined to make progress personally and porn-ally!
I think this new clip is a pretty great start for both goals! Personally, it’s the most complicated edit I’ve done; that’s not to say it’s a masterpiece of editing or anything, but I learned a lot doing it. I’m actually thinking about taking some classes online for Final Cut (which is what I use). Anyone know of any good ones? I’d like a course that can take me beyond the basics.
Anyhow, this new clip…I had so much fun making it. Mistress Treasure is amazing and fun and sexy and confident and knows exactly what she’s doing, which just makes her amazing to work with. What you readers will probably care about even more, though, is that she is super hot, with an amazingly sexy body. Those muscles, that shape, that incredible shining, glowing black skin. Ugh, so beautiful. I generally feel reasonably ok about myself, but when I see myself next to her on video, I just feel like a flabby, floppy, pale and shapeless white cave fish or something. It’s like a regular person standing next to a superhero!
But I only thought that afterwards. In the moment, I was just crazy excited. The fact that I got to be with her, near her, was just stunning, despite the fact that we did a photo and video shoot a few years ago. As amazing as she was in my memories, those images in my head were nothing compared to the reality. I wanted to touch her, and touch her, and touch her again. Her skin and muscles and shape are like magnets to me. I just want to be pressed up against her, rubbing my fingers against her, feeling my palms glide over her smooth, hard muscles, like sneaking into a museum at night and touching the statue of a warrior goddess only to find that, in addition to being as hard as marble underneath, her skin was warm and velvety smooth.
Big Clit Comparison
The basic idea of the video is that Mistress Treasure and I compare clits, and then take turns stimulating each other, and then compare again. Whose is bigger? Well, we never really establish that, spoiler—we kind of got too carried away! I especially really got totally lost in Mistress Treasure’s pussy. I think half the video is me sucking on that big chocolate lollipop (or as Mistress Treasure calls it, her gumdrop). Either way, there’s lots of footage of both of our clits, and I hope you will watch and weigh in on the comments here! We’re already planning our next shoot (maybe in March) so there will be more chances for us to really get it settled.
Also, stay tuned for another video from the same shoot, where Mistress Treasure teaches me a little bit about facesitting; we have a very willing slave to practice on, taking turns smothering him with our asses and pussies!
Yay, it’s Part III of my latest video series. This one is short and sweet and it’s all in real time–there are no cuts. After all the warm up and pumping and squirting and mini-vibrator foreplay of the first two clips, my whole pussy has been buzzing on the edge of a shattering orgasm for almost an hour (trimmed down to a little under 30 minutes of video). Please understand, though…this is an outttake, as I’ll explain! You can go here to see it: Big Clit, White Swimsuit Part III: Hitachi Orgasm!
It’s no surprise that my Hitachi with the special soft in-pussy dildo attachment I’m climbing up the stairs to cumming like three at a time. I’m too excited to even take the suit off, I have to just pull the crotch to one side and jam it into my pussy and against true underside of my big clit shaft as hard as I fucking can.
There is a time for gentle and soft and slow and feathery, ticking touches, and there is a time for going as hard and as fast as you can, and worry about the bruises and sore cunt and not being able to walk or sit right later. This is was time for the second one. You can see my powerful and muscular thighs clenching and quivering and flexing as I squeeze down as hard as I can, putting as much pressure as I can on my pussy, flexing and releasing in wave after wave of delicious spasms as I get closer and closer to coming until finally I’m there flying falling spiraling spinning crashing…
Keep in mind that this is a quickie, and it’s an outtake. It’s a quickie, because sometimes you just want enough video to jerk off to before work or while your significant other is in the shower or when you’re hiding out in the restroom on a coffee break at work, am I right? I know at least some of you agree, because all those examples came from things readers have told me!
So, I’m getting ready to shoot some more clips soon, and hopefully I’ll be working with my mistress from the Pouty Slave clips again soon. Would you guys be into seeing her make me come again, with new toys? Maybe her and another guest domme or two making me come like crazy? I’d love to do another all-girl threesome! I haven’t done one of those since I shot for Shemuscle!
Anyhow, let me know what you want to see! Lots more stuff coming soon. At least one more new video this weekend!
Hi everyone, I’ve got a couple very cool shoots coming up in September, and I’m excited to tell you about them! The first one, in about two weeks, is a return engagement with the amazing Mistress Treasure! I’m so excited to see her again! And I’m so glad to shoot with her again, too. I’m actively planning the shoots right now, because this all came together pretty close to the last minute. Like, we just decided yesterday!. In fact, since I’ve got so little time to do the planning, I’m asking all my fans to tell me what they want to see in the video. Details are at the end of the post!
Just a little background for Mistress Treasure is the last female bodybuilder I ever worked with, and I haven’t seen her for about three years! She was in amazing shape then (I got to worship her muscles!) as you can see from these pictures in this post, which are from that shoot, though I’ve never shared them before. Yes, I hoard pictures for literally years. I’ve got great stuff from like 10 years ago that I’ve never shown anyone. Mostly it’s a question of time…I just never have enough.
Anyhow, a LOT of you bought the two clips we shot that day, Rikochan’s Muscle Worship With Mistress Treasure and Rikochan’s Dominatrix Lessons With Mistress Treasure, so I know that at least some of you know what I’m talking about, but that day was amazing for me. It was the first real chance I had to really get a good look at a super-muscular woman and to really have the luxury to really touch and kiss and caress her.
Sure, I worked with Ashlee Chambers and Darkside Milinda at Shemuscle, but that was a few years earlier when I honestly didn’t know what I was doing. I was so nervous about being on a set and shooting with two women for the first time (it was my first time shooting with any women, for that matter) and my first time getting fucked with a strap on, my first time doing even a light BDSM scene… There were so many firsts that day, that my first time working with female bodybuilders sort of blurs into all of them. I love rematching that video, and I know that I was amazed by the two of them, but, as I wrote earlier, that day was so intense for me that it was more like an out of body experience than something I actually lived.
Anyhow, it was different with Mistress Treasure. The shoot was more relaxed, and this time the the photographer was an old friend and my other costar was Kraka, first of all. And, second of all, Mistress Treasure is just a generally really sweet person. (Though she can be a very strict dominatrix!) I really got the chance to relax a little bit and take in the amazing strength and power and sexuality of her. She was smart and sexy and strong, and I realized that I really wanted to be like her, in all those ways. I mean, I could never be like her, I’m a completely different person. But I wanted to absorb some of those things from her. I wanted to be more relaxed and have more fun in my play. I’m so amazingly stiff in that video compared to her, it’s incredible. But I also wanted to be more like her physically. I wrote before about how looking at pictures of Annie Rivieccio in Muscle Elegance had given me a whole other idea of how to be a woman, a strong, sexy woman. But this…this was that idea in the hard, striated, powerful flesh.
I’ve grown since then, both as person and physically. I’m bigger inside and outside. Part of that, I really think, is because of that day. So, you can see why I’m so eager for a second day shoot with Mistress Treasure. You would be too!
This shoot is happening in just about 2 weeks, and I usually spend about 2 months agonizing and thinking about any clip I shoot if it isn’t just a spur of the moment sex clip. So I’m going to need some help on this one! What I really, really want is a suggestion from you, my fans! After all, you’re the ones who will (hopefully!) buy this clip or watch it on Mistress Treasure’s excellent site. This is your chance to tell us: What do you want to see. It can be as simple as “muscle worship!” or “More facesitting please!” or “How about a big clit comparison and measuring clip?” or you can post a complete treatment, with a shot list and everything. All ideas are welcome, and we’ll at least consider them all!
So, please: Let me know!
Hi Everyone! I’m finally getting around to posting about my new video, The Pouty Slave’s Lesson, Part II: Rikochan Gets Fingerbanged. I’m really excited to share this one with you, because I think it’s one of my sexiest videos yet, and, along with the original The Pouty Slave’s Lesson, it’s a huge leap forward in terms of video quality, thanks to a new camera and a new lighting setup. Of course, most of you are probably less interested in the technical improvements than I am, but that’s ok; I’m still proud of them!
Of course, I’m also proud of how sexy the video is, too, and, judging by the sales and the comments and emails and responses I’ve gotten on it, some of you agree! Thanks for all the very kind and sexy feedback you all have given me so far, and I hope any of you who feel like it will post a review here in the comments to let others know what you thought!
Rikochan Gets Fingerbanged-Lots!
The video starts right where Part I left off, except that I’ve left my chair and am now getting some serious action from my mistress, who is rewarding my less pouty mood with some serious pussy stroking and fingering action. She really, really goes deep into my pussy and I make some very interesting noises. It’s right on the line between pleasure and pain a few times!
I mean, seriously, look at my clit in the picture above. I’ve been fucked deep and hard by cocks and toys before, but Lady C really went for it, I’ve never had such an amazing pussy/gspot massage before. I guess she has the benefit of being a serious domme and a woman. She really knew just where to go, and how hard, too.
A Clit-Stretching Digression
I know, nearly every video here is about me and my clit getting pinched, stretched, pumped, sucked, flicked, rubbed, and slapped. Actually, hmm…I don’t think I have any clit slapping videos, yet, and maybe I don’t have any actual clit stretching videos, yet, either. I’ve really enjoyed having my clit slapped when I’m excited, and I’ve been doing a lot of clit stretching lately-like, just pinching it and pulling it as hard as I can, until the whole thing feels like it’s growing and pulling away from my body, like I’m dragging the very roots of it out of my cunt. I mean, seriously, I feel like I can feel that all the way back to my womb sometimes. I really have to get a video of that. The sounds I make get crazy, animalistic. The first time I had it done to me, the guy stopped and was freaked out, thinking I was crying, so I put his hand back and squeezed the finger tight on my poor clitty and said: “PULL IT!”
A New Experience
Um. Okay, I got a little distracted there. I was saying, I know, I have like 80 videos of me and other people playing with my clit. But I really have to say, this felt really different. I think it looks really different, too. I got very excited watching it, in fact. It took me a lot longer to edit and upload this than usual, because I kept jerking off and then feeling lazy and happy and going to bed instead of finishing.
Anyhow, I hope you will see for yourself. Rikochan Gets Fingerbanged was a fun video for me-I had fun both making it and editing it. There’s another part coming out where Lady Clarece goes where no one has gone in a while: my asshole! And she also ruthlessly forces me to take her HUGE dildo, too, til I am nearly weeping. She rewards me with a very nice orgasm from a Hitachi Magic Wand dildo, however, so it was totally worth it. Look out for the Pouty Slave’s Lesson Part III, coming soon!
Hi everyone! Back to work for me…sex work, that is! After a break for family visits and catastrophes in my vanilla day job, I’m back at it, making big clit porn again! I spent a bunch of time over the past few days editing and uploading my new video, When Yuka Dommed Riko, which is now available on my clips4sale studio! You asked for more submissive Rikochan videos, and I am VERY happy to provide them!
Submissive Rikochan Returns (Finally)
You may remember, I shared pictures from this shoot in the posts Sub Rikochan Has Good News and Bad News and also Yuka Makes Rikochan Squirt. Yeah, this is the shoot I did ages ago, the one that I didn’t think had any usable video. It just turns out that the camera is really old and hardly supported any more. I had to do a lot of work to transcode all the video, and even then some of it really didn’t come out, but, in the end, there was actually a lot of sexy big clit action left over for me to work with.
When I got it all in a format I could use and cut it all together, it ended up being one of my longest videos ever, at 26 minutes, which is just crazy! Fair warning: the first few minutes aren’t very porny: there’s a little interview where super-special guest Lady Clarece asks Yuka a few questions, which is kind of fun I hope. Don’t worry, I’m there, topless! And acting weird, because I’ve been wearing a blindfold for like 20 minutes already by that point! I discovered that I really, really like making porn with a blindfold on, by the way…really helps me relax.
So Much Squirting…
After the little interview it really gets going and for the next 20+ minutes it’s pretty much 100 percent sex, with lots and lots of big clit play, but clit oral, and big clit squirting! So much squirting. even though we had already shot a couple of videos together before this, I think Yuka was shocked at how much I could squirt. It just kept going and going! I didn’t realize how surprised she was at the time, because I had a blindfold on, of course, but I was laughing pretty hard and even blushing a little bit at how shocked she was by all the gushing that was happening in front of her eyes.
It’s not all her doing stuff to me, however. After all, you asked for submissive Rikochan, and we’re happy to deliver. Toward the end Yuka gets horny and assertive and does some facesitting on my! There’s even a bit of Yuka sitting on my face and my tongue getting a serious workout in her pussy. I’ve still only done that a few times now, but I am really enjoying it, and I think I am getting better at it!
I left in some little bloopers and silly bits that I hope you like. I don’t know, I usually spend hours and hours getting rid of all that stuff, but a couple people I showed the first cut of this video to thought it was fun, so I left it in for a change. Makes a little friendlier video, maybe?
It also makes it really long though. Not sure how people feel about that. Right now I’ve made it super cheap, for the first week or two, just to say sorry for taking so long to get you all something else to watch! When I put it up to its full price later, I’ll probably break the video down into smaller chapters that are more about the sex, and only the sex! Some people seem to like just little clips that are the good for a quick jerkoff session, I guess! So look forward to that, Maybe this weekend!
I hope you like it! More pictures and videos sooooon.
Help Me Pick What Porn to Shoot!
And, speaking of new pics and vids, here’s your chance to vote on what I shoot in the next little while!
What Rikochan porn do you want most? Tgirl=girls, tguys=guys, of course, but some specifically want trans!
— Rikochan! (@Rikochanpstar) May 7, 2016