Fall at your feet

I’ve been looking at feet, recently. There’s something terribly erotic about the curl of the toes, the dip in the foot, the curve of the ankle.

Lying on the mat in yoga, I watched the feet of the women in front of me, straining to reach the ceiling and then flexing back toward me. From where I was positioned I could see twelve different feet, six pairs. All were free from socks or stockings, all were stretching and bending. I watched toes – painted and unpainted – dip and skirl the air. I admired heels describing circles. And I saw the small bones slide under the skin as muscles flexed and moved.

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Presentation is everything

As promised, here are the photos of my torso tied, from the play party on Saturday night. As you can see, I was pleasantly constricted! Quite pretty, isn’t it?

Back to the front lines

My arse is quite large – and I like it that way.

But you’d think having more space to spank, flog, cane and otherwise abuse would lead to a wider use of it – but no, I get hit over and over in the same damn places. I’m sitting rather gingerly today – although not as gingerly as yesterday, when Apollo (to his great amusement) took the photo for me. According to his practised eye, my bruising is more colourful this morning, but it’s a good deal more comfortable to live with!

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Porn questionnaire

Yesterday I came across a request to do a questionnaire for PornforEverybody, which had some really interesting questions. I thought it was a great idea, although I was initially unsure whether they were a New Zealand outfit or not (I now know that they’re Canadian). That said, Dave is really happy for me to reproduce this on my blog, and if any of you are interested in passing on your thoughts, please email your responses to pornforeverybody@gmail.com.

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I want it so much!

I spent last night in an absolute bloody frenzy of horniness. Despite nearly an hour of mutual masturbation with Apollo (damn those frisky comics), and one triple-folded towel soaked through with my fluids, I was still writhingly aroused, and just could not make it stop.

Apollo sympathised, and tried not to turn me on any more as he dropped off to sleep (it was very late, so I didn’t begrudge him that). It was a nice thought, but unfortunately also a miserable failure. If I lay facing him, I just wanted to grope his cock, and pinch and twist his nipples until he groaned back into hardness. If he turned his back to me, his arse was curved nicely into my mons, making me wish I had a strap-on so I could plunge deep inside him. And if I turned my back to him, which I eventually did, his cock nestled into my arse, and I could feel the potential in that soft warmth – I wanted to be fucked, and fucked hard.

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Anally yours …

Anal sex has always excited me. The discovery, quite a few years ago now, of the wealth of pictures that the internet had to offer turned me on so much that I knew I wanted to try it for myself.

Unfortunately, although not surprisingly, the first anal experiences I had involving a second person were a total disaster. Alas, I had not the benefit of Tristan Taormino‘s excellent advice at that time, and we went far too quickly. It was not a pleasant experience!

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Curvaceous Breasts

I thought it was time to share a picture of myself – or at least a part of myself! No, those aren’t goose-bumps (although it was chilly). Just experimenting with different textures in photoshop, and thought this looked pretty neat.

So – what do you think?

Bring on the Pr0n

I do love me my porn. Stories, pictures, movies and more. Porn – well, porn holds a important place in my *ahem* heart. On particularly horny days I can move from one part of the house to another, fresh towel supply nearby, and bring myself to one messy, thigh-drenching orgasm after another.

I can thank the internet for originally introducing me to the joy of orgasms. Or rather, my fingers did the work, but the discovery of free pr0n and the many many many types of images available, finally tipped me over the edge from ‘enjoying the feeling’ to ‘woah holy fuck what is this feeling oh damn this feels good wow wow wow wow!’

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In pursuit of Perseus

I’ve just spent the evening entertaining a friend – one whom I find most attractive indeed.

(No, I haven’t fucked him. Why do you ask?)

Perseus – for that is what I shall call him – is tall, handsome, intelligent, and a few years younger than me. He’s in the process of breaking up with his partner of seven years – and I’ve known her for longer than I’ve known him.

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Curvaceous who?

So who is this strange blogger, suddenly throwing her name and lack-of-shame far and wide? I thought it was time to explain myself, for those who make their way here and want to know a bit about the mind (perverted) and body (luscious) behind the words.

I’ve been writing online since about 2000, but generally not brought my sex life into it. As I’ve gradually expanded my experiences into bisexuality, polyamory, and BDSM (all pretty much simultaneously), I’ve realised that there is a strong need for me to be able to express myself in words, without worrying about the fallout.

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