Being Civil

I write about Apollo quite a lot – after all, he’s my husband, my primary, my house-mate, my love. He’s also my civil union partner.

Most people, if they think about civil unions at all, assume that it’s for same-sex couples only. Here in New Zealand (where civil unions have been legal for a touch over three years), you can be any gender you please and get yourselves ‘unionised’ to another person. Which pleases me no end! Of course, the legal descriptions refers to gender only as male and female, but that’s something to change another day.

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Human Canvas

Yesterday was a fantastic new experience for me. For quite some time now, the wonderful Aphrodite has been enthusing about the idea of using my body as a canvas for painting. I was a little unsure about the whole concept, but I admire her artwork, and thought it would be a great way of indulging my exhibionistic self, no matter the result.

As it is, I had a wonderful time! My right breast and torso were used for the first painting; my left breast for the second; and my bushy pubic hair was put to work as a ‘brush’ for the third and final painting.

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Toylympics

Welcome to the 2008 Toylympics, held in the gorgeous city of Auckland, New Zealand. Once again we have a fantastic line-up for you, our plushy viewers. From the opening ceremony through the various sporting events, right through to the big party at the end – it’s sure to knock the stuffing out of you!

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Bondage Duckie, you’re not the one

I began my quest to own a Bondage Duckie way back last December: there I was, compiling hopeful-gifting-requests (to give folks ideas in the lead-up to my birthday and the mad present-giving season), and I came across the ‘I Rub My Duckie’ range. I just had to have one – the idea of a duckie that isn’t only for play, but also for play is very damned appealing!

Luckily for me, Medea heard my pleas (especially when we visited Video Expo together and I saw the shelf full of them and made pretty squeeing noises) and presented me with my very own Bondage Duckie for my 30th birthday. She knows me well, combining my many kinky loves that way!

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A touchy subject

We all know that I love to wank – it makes me happy, makes my lovers happy, and makes my readers happy (pretty much in that order). It makes doing the laundry a bit of a chore, but that’s a small price to pay for such wonderfully orgasmic pleasure!

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Eclipse of the Heart

If you turn your back to me, eventually I will also turn my back to you.

I will curl forward and hug myself, exposing my spine even as I know it makes me vulnerable.

But you’ve seen me vulnerable before, and never caused harm. Until now. And it hurts all the more for not being deliberate. For being thoughtless. Why did you not realise I was worthy of being thought about?

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Support and boobies

There’s a lot going on in the sex-blogosphere at the moment – and it’s not all orgasmic, sexy, hawt stuff. But being sex-bloggers, we still find a way to get sexy stuff involved. So read on:

Catalina and her husband Marky D. Sade are up against the clock, with their daughter’s school causing some major issues. So they’re calling for help, and having a raffle – with some astonishingly cool prizes:

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Getting undressed

Oh. You want me to take my knickers off? I’m a little surprised – I thought you were having fun, teasing me through the fabric. I mean, you spanked my arse through it (catching the skin of my cheeks at the edges, and telling me how they were reddening). You tormented me by touching my cunt through the gusset, stroking and sliding with your index finger, and just occasionally slipping beneath the fabric to tease my labia. And then you kissed and licked me through the increasingly damp material, making me wriggle and squirm.

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A kiss is but a dream

He stood a little over six feet and was solidly built, with a rusty-red beard, shaggy hair, and a twinkle in his eyes. He smiled over at me with a questioning shrug, and then leaned down to Apollo’s height and planted a kiss on his lips.

Apollo was caught by surprise – he’s my husband, I know that look. But the unexpectedness of the kiss notably changed to appreciation, and what may have started as a quick smooch turned into something longer, deeper.

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Rebuttal

I really enjoy reading Luka‘s blog. Her sarcasm, doggerel, and fearlessness all amuse me, and we have great conversations together. Which is not to say that we always see eye-to-eye. In a recent post, Luka outlined why she will never be a sex blogger (all of which are fair and valid points, for her). But me? I love being a sex blogger. And here are some of the reasons why.

I love being a sex blogger because …

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