Tender

I see my hands in the mirror as I touch myself, feeling the slippery fabric (wetness) beneath my fingertips. I see the dark damp hair of my mons curling beneath the lace of the new knickers. I see your reflection as you watch me.

 

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Variations

It’s sometimes hard to find time to check out everyone’s HNT photos. Thus, in a new regular feature, I am showcasing my favourite pics of the week. If you like them, please visit the blogger in question and let them know – I certainly have.

Chickie takes a bath – just look at those lovely toes! The water is all pink from a bath-bomb, rather than any other fluid. Just in case you were unsure.

Cheeky

There’s a fantastic New Zealand company called ‘Thunderpants‘ which has the following tag-line: Thunderpants are go! They won’t go up your bum!

They’re right, too – my new thunderpants are extremely comfortable, don’t get caught in my arse-crack, and feel nice on the skin (not to mention they’re ever-so-slightly-see-through). Additionally, they’re ultra-stretchy, damned well priced, and come in fantastic patterns – lots to choose from!

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Red, red pose

I’ve known about HNT ever since I started sex-blogging. It’s hard to avoid, what with half-nekkid photos being displayed every week on some of my favourite reads. But it wasn’t until this year that I started participating myself. Previously, while I delighted in exhibiting my body, posting of photographic evidence was occasional. Haphazard, if you will.

One of the things I really like about HNT is the regularity. Having a schedule is delightful! I have an excuse to thrust the camera at one of my loves (Apollo: a tad reticent initially, but then gets into it. Adonis: a delight with a wicked sense of saucy poses. Demeter: should be a professional photographer, she’s so good), fling off my clothes, and pose in come-hither ways. Which sometimes leads to the camera being discarded …In addition to the fun of photographing, I have found myself thinking about my body more. I love my body, but I also love thinking of ways I can express that through skin. Not just being exhibionistic for the sake of it – although I like that too!

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Best Sex Writing 2008

I had little doubt that I was going to find Best Sex Writing 2008 interesting reading, especially after reading Rachel Kramer Bussel‘s posts about it, and working my way through various interviews with the authors on the official book blog. What I didn’t know what just how much I would enjoy it, and how quickly I’d work my way through it.

(Non-fiction and I generally have a more sporadic affair, with quickies at lunchtime and brief interludes in the doctors’ waiting room. While we have a bookcase full of non-fiction, it’s only a small portion of the empire of books residing in our house.)

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Flowering

The theme for Half-Nekkid Thursday this week is RED - and why go with red corsets, red cheeks, or red lips, when I can be cheerful with a red flower instead?

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Love is, above all, the gift of oneself

I really enjoy buying presents. And I adore getting presents. Every year I begin my Giftmas shopping about March; I keep a list of anniversaries and birthdays on Google Calendar (with reminders set a week in advance) so I remember to congratulate or celebrate or simply get in touch. And I never get tired of finding the perfect present to give to Apollo for our civil union anniversary, his birthday, or just because. The just because ones are the most fun, I think.

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Experiencing the Big Gay Out

I love going to the Big Gay Out – it’s fabulous! Held each summer as part of Auckland’s annual Hero Festival, it’s an outdoor family-friendly ‘day at the park,’ with lots of stalls, hospitality tent and stages, as well as the opportunity to run into people you once slept with, want to sleep with, or just like perving at!

Off to the Big Gay Out today. Going to be a blast – despite the rain! Mmm, wet t-shirts  11:44 AM

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Lacy Underthings

I’ve taken to wearing bras less and less. These days, my weekends are absolutely bra-free, and during the week I’ll wear a bra maybe three days out of five. But every once in a while (perhaps twice a year), my cycle hits a spring-tide equivalent, and my breasts ache like a bastard. When that happens, the bra is on from morning shower to evening sleep. It hurts too much to leave it off!

And, in a miracle of good timing, I now have a lovely new bra, which was professionally fitted and is very supportive and – incidentally – awfully nice to look at and to wear. Hooray!

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Liquid Latex

Liquid latex makes me feel alliterative. Luscious, lambent, luminous, lascivious – all excellent words to describe how I felt after my first experience with it.

Said experience came about becauseEdenFantasys sent me a giant pot of lurid blue latex to review. I didn’t want to try it out on my own though, so Adonis and Medea stepped lively and offered to spend a summer’s afternoon coating me with the stuff!

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