Freedom

There are at least four different ways you can view my HNT photos this week. It all depends on your perception (although this is not a Magic Eye-type deal).

The photos go from grey to coloured, becoming brighter in outlook.

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Co-operation makes it happen

I love having sex (no matter how you define sex, I love having it). And I love having sex for a whole slew of reasons, not the least of which is fantastic orgasms. One of those many reasons – and probably one of the most important, for me – is that sex is a co-operative venture.

Never is this more apparent than when you have sex for the first time with a new partner. Because it doesn’t matter if you’ve been fucking for half your life. All that experience does is give you a general direction, and it has to be tempered by finding out what works with this partner.

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Cat-eyed

It’s a cat’s-eye view, as I lie across the end of the bed. I’m sprawled comfortably on my belly, while Apollo and Demeter are perpendicular to me, spooning and snuggling together. Demeter’s legs are crossed over mine, and I rest my head on one arm to look up at them giggling and kissing.

Our cats have seen this view many times – not of Demeter, but of Apollo and I, making love without even trying to kick determined felines out of the room. They discover quickly that in-between us in no longer a viable sleeping spot, and retreat to the end by the footboard, staking out fresh territory and defending it from feet.

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Over-exposed

I love the feeling of being spread. I love the feeling of being exposed. It heats my cunt, my blood and my flesh. – Mina

I’m with Mina all the way on this. I love to be bent over, arse in the air and cunt exposed. To be tied thoroughly with rope and wraps and unable to move, be it to hide myself or touch myself.

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Collapsible

While I seem to have no trouble at all finding the energy to be sexual, it can really wear me out. Luckily, I’m very nearly always lying down at that point. And if I’m not, I get that way pretty darn quickly.

Of course, me being worn out doesn’t stop Dionysos taking photographs… luckily I wasn’t being asked to hold poses at this point!

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Finishing with a Bang

I woke up on Saturday the 31st, with a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad idea. I rolled over to snuggle in with Apollo, and as I lazily groped him, I told him of the thought that had come to me.

“Today is the last day of the May Masturbation Challenge. And later today I’ll be seeing Medea, and Adonis. Do you reckon I could masturbate three times today? Finish off with a bang?”

He looked at me like I was crazy. Completely mental. (But that’s not unusual.) And I thought it was an idea worth pursuing.

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Three for me

Tie me up, tie me down, tie me up some more

Take a feather to my feet while I’m helpless on the floor

Laugh sadistic at me while I then attempt to flee

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Stand on Me

My attraction to boots has been growing exponentially over the last few months. Medea, in particular, delights in pushing my buttons with her selection of bootwear – from military-style heavy boots to high-heeled pointy-toed numbers, and a few in between.

Not only does she enjoy ‘standing’ on me with them (bearing down on me with one boot, the other on the floor for balance), she’s also discovered how very, very much I like to be teased by them.

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