Talkative cunt

I have a very talkative cunt. Especially in the week post-period. I am perpetually horny in the days after I stop bleeding. (Yes, this is that week. Yes, I’m incredibly aroused as I type this.)

On an average week, if you take about a years worth of Dee-having-orgasms, I get off (either solo, or with someone along for the ride) three or four times . But on a week like this, it’s every. damned. day. Sometimes a few times a day. I can’t help it. My cunt won’t shut up, so I have to do something about it!

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Who’s the Boss?

When it comes to the relationship Hylas and I have together, I’m the Boss! Or rather, ‘Boss’ is what he calls me, and it suits me very well. (As you know, he’s my pet. Boss/pet isn’t particularly traditional, but works for us!)

When Apollo and I were on holiday last year I pestered him until he agreed to visit the Caterpillar museum. No, I don’t know why I like big yellow earth-movers. I just do! In this particular photo, although you can’t see it, I’m perched on top of one. A very large one. It was awesome! Made more awesome when Apollo spotted the hard-hat, and made me put it on. How could I not? It had my title right

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Who let this dog out?

aka Raunchy Review: Fetish Fantasy Doggy Hood and Leash

Damn, but I keep procrastinating when I have to write a review and the product is completely crap…

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Labels vs. Labels

Guest post by Unicorn on a Motorcycle.

I wear a lot of labels. Pansexual. Switch. Liberal. Sex-positive. Blogger. Single. Cisgender female. Masculine. Tattooed. Pierced. These labels I wear with pride and will happily discuss them to the death with anyone who shows an interest and has something interesting to say. I revel in the person I am, have confidence in my desires and my body, and love to express myself in any and all ways, particularly through the written word. Rare is the day that I don’t commit something to figurative paper in the hope that someone will read it,

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Morning sun on my skin

It seems we’re all agreed that drinking tea outdoors, in the nude, is not something that’s going to get boring. Which is good, as I still have awesome photographs of me, tea, and stunning Coromandel views.

One of the best thing about this verandah was being able to see the road in the distance. Hylas managed, cunningly, to snap a photo where you can see a car on its journey! (Can you spot it?)

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Overwrought

I am very focused. Not on my work – although somehow I am still managing to make phone calls and update systems – but on the heavy pulsing that is focused on my cunt.

All I want to do is wrestle my hand inside my trousers, inside my knickers, and slide across my clit to my cunt. I can feel my wetness. I clench my thighs, noting the slick movement of my lips against each other.

I want to touch myself.

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Pleasurists #121

Chained by JoGraetz*

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 #120? Read it all here. Do you have a review for Pleasurists #122? Be sure to read the submission guidelines and then use the submission form and submit it before Sunday March 20th @ 11:59pm Pacific.

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Kabuki

I Am So Hidden, by China Hamilton

It was time to take the stage. Time for the performance to begin. They were waiting, waiting for her entrance.

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Stripping off

I’ve continued to have a blast adding to the exhibitionistic Scavenger Hunt. Which is unsurprising, given how much I enjoy getting my kit off in public.

One of the places on the list is a sex shop, which SapioSlut has done very well previously. Now, I work for a company that sells sex toys – but I wasn’t going to ask if I could get naked in one of our stores (I do value my job!). Instead, when Hylas and I drove past the store I purchased my first Tantus dildo from (rather a few years ago now), we decided to go in and have a look. And to ask if I could get nekkid and be photographed.

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