Unravelled

I was completely tangled up in my own arousal. I’d been horny all day, incredibly turned on, wanked twice already, teased at dinner.

Now, my clothes shucked off, I slipped against the satin sheets and rubbed against his latex-covered skin. My body was overflowing with the pulsing of blood in my ears and dampness in my cunt. My nipples, usually too sensitive for play, I rubbed and angled towards his mouth. Full of desire. Wrapped in it.

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Splash in the sun

It can be difficult to find the time to check out everyone’s HNT photos. In this regular feature, I showcase my favourite pics of the week. If you like them, please visit the blogger in question and let them know – I certainly have.

I miss summer. Luckily it’s always warm somewhere – and as I head into autumn, this week’s favourite reminds me of what I am missing!

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e[lust] #10

HNT Courtesy of Babe Lincoln

Welcome to e[lust] – The 10th edition! Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #11? Start with the rules, check out the schedule in the site’s sidebar and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

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Aviatrix

Smithy took her hand, and led her into the echoing space. Goggles held a scarf across her eyes. She used her other senses to answer the puzzle.

“We’re at the airfield?” she asked.

“Well done, Jean,” he responded. “It’s not enough to tell you about propellers and cockpits and freedom.  You need to experience it, too.”  He placed a hand low on her back, and pressed her forward. She moved slowly, stopping as she pressed against cool metal.

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Pastel Pink HNT

I’m generally not a fan of pink – at least, not of lots of it. But when it comes to contrast? When it comes to pale pink mixed with bright strong colours? When it comes to being über-feminine just because? Then it’s good.  Of course, it needs to be in moderation, so all the colour photographs are in click-throughs this week!

A free corset (inherited through a friend) is grand, no matter the colour!

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Essure to take off the Pressure

For the last few days I’ve had a continuing, cheerful, refrain in my head, which goes like this:

Nooooo [pause] babeeeez for meeeeee…!

Why the refrain? Well, it’s because a) I don’t want to have children, b) I’ve never wanted to have children, and c) my gynaecologist has known me long enough that he’s agreed to d) get me and permanent contraception hooked up. In other words e) sterilised.

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Pleasurists #69

Britni C by Deborah Kolb

Welcome to Pleasurists, a round-up of the adult product and sex toy reviews that came out in the last seven days. For updates and information follow our RSS Feed and Twitter.

Did you miss Pleasurists #68? Read it all here. Do you have a review for Pleasurists #70? Be sure to read our submission guidelines and then use our submission form and submit it before Sunday March 21st at 11:59pm PDT.

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Lips are lovely

It can be difficult to find the time to check out everyone’s HNT photos. In this regular feature, I showcase my favourite pics of the week. If you like them, please visit the blogger in question and let them know – I certainly have.

Lips are lovely. Lickable, luscious, lascivious. Pouty, pretty, perfect. Lips are … well, they’re lovely

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Flensed

Kinks and barbs. Barbs and kink. It seemed only appropriate that Barbara, the oh-so-kinky Barbara, would find herself in this position.

She could feel the tension in the air, feel the electricity thrumming through her veins. There were murmurings around her, but voices ran together until they sounded like white noise, static wending its way from her ears to her brain.

Upright, blindfolded, wrists and ankles clamped in place, the strands of wire writhed and wormed their way around her, kissing and biting her flesh, flensing her of fear. Creating a fence between her and the world. She knew that there were hands, people, other beings at the end of those wires, but she felt detached even as she was wrapped tight.

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Splash HNT

All good adventures must, eventually, come to an end. And generally speaking, feet are quite sore by the end of an adventure!

Thus it was that after taking the train to Pukekohe, wandering around, enjoying the beauty of the Pukekohe train station, taking far too many photos on the train on the way back, and being naughty in the Britomart transport centre … thus it was that I really needed to soak my feet!

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