Pansexuality

A few days ago I updated my profile – and the biggest change I made was to alter the description of my attraction to others. Rather than place myself in the ‘bisexual’ category, it now reads ‘pansexual‘.

Why the change? Well, once upon a time (back in the dark, supposedly monogamous, pre-polyamory days) I knew I was attracted to men, and I identified at heterosexual. Then I realised that I thought some women were attractive to me as well, and I added ‘bi-curious’. A little experimentation later, ‘bi-curious’ became ‘bisexual’, and I didn’t look back. And proceeded to add polyamory and kinkiness into my identity.

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Unanswerable

Tom Paine at Polyamorously Perverse frequently posts interesting entries, and some can be quite thought-provoking. His recent post, Lulu Forever, was one of those.

Aside from the main topic of his post, what snagged in my brain when I was reading it was the following: The challenge for the eclectic sluts, both bloggers and non-bloggers, is living a free life without losing the support of our friends and family.

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Social intercourse

I’m absolutely thrilled to have fantastic readers who leave me excellent comments (and are great fun to natter to on Gtalk – add me if you like and say hello!). But what is it that you don’t know about me?

Ask me anything you like – no question too big, too small, too intimate, too general. All answers guaranteed, in a post soon to come!

Disclaimer: I won’t tell you my name, my address, or anything compromising the identities of my lovers. Anything else is fair game!

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Pimping Post

Having slept 16 hours (as those of you following my Twitter feed, also on the sidebar, will know) and with a rotten migraine, I am entertaining myself reading other bloggers wonderful writing. And I thought I’d share my discoveries with you.

Some are new posts, some are older, all are very good indeed.

BDSM Beach, by Erotiterrorist

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Femme Fabulous

I’ve been getting the love recently, with Droplet and Megan both saying incredibly nice things about me. As is the way of memes, it’s time to pass the love on.

Thus, I award the Rockin’ Girl Blogger badge to the following fabulous women: (drum roll, please)

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Teeth and claws and cock and cunt

How to tell if Dee’s had a good date:

My pudenda aches from where my pubic hair has been pulled hard and tight (lifting my body off the sheets while I writhe in pleasure and pain), my wrists are sore from having been held down against the pillows (as he bites my lip, my neck, my ears), my breasts are covered in teeth marks and bruising (my nipples distended from where he ravaged them), and there are scrapes and scratches all over my belly and back (every one of them precious and painful). Not to mention the awareness that my cunt lips are swollen, my jaw aches at the edges, and my mind is very, very relaxed.

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Burlesque Breasts

Friday evening was dress-up time. Nausicaa (Adonis’ slave) was celebrating her birthday with a Burlesque-themed party, and a fair few kinky people took advantage of the theme to dress in corsets and slinky clothing – which was the point, really: a chance to express ourselves and not scare the ‘normals’ in the process!

(Not that my cleavage would scare anyone … generally it attracts far more than it repels!)

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Media Sexualities

This is what happens when I spend the day in bed reading an amazing book by Ursula K. LeGuin, The Birthday of the World, full of short stories that cover many permutations of relationship, sexuality, society and norm. It gets me thinking about people. It gets me thinking about sex. And it gets me thinking about people and their attitudes towards sex.

Unsurprisingly, I think that sex is great fun with willing and communicative partners. And I think violence is bad, unless it’s in a Safe, Sane and Consensual environment (in which case I don’t think of it as ‘violence’, per say, even though it may appear so to those outside the scene).

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Aching cheeks

The oddest things turn me on.

This afternoon I had a doctor’s appointment. That’s not the turn-on – my doctor is lovely, and very practical, but I’m not attracted to her in that way. We determined, during the course of my appointment, that I required two injections.

Following her instructions, I took the small bottle of Vitamin B12 she gave me and warmed it in my hands (it was frozen, having been shipped from Australia). I thought of how I could have melted it faster had I slipped it into my bra and warmed it between my breasts.

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Apollo sandwich

Continued from this post.

Apollo and I have been together for half a decade. We’ve shared our bed with a few female partners (no male ones yet, but I live in hope), and we’ve gone off to other beds with individual partners. Many fantasies have been lived out … but there was a big one that just hadn’t happened.

I’d never seen Apollo fuck someone else.

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