Back to earth

After ten amazing and intense days with Tethys, I have landed back in the regular everyday world with a ‘thump’. And that thump hurts like a bastard. It’s a hurt that says: ‘you had something amazing for a few days. Now back to reality for you.’

I know I am lucky. So far as regular everyday worlds go, mine is pretty damned awesome! I live with an amazing husband who snuggles me good, makes me tea, comes on my tits and rubs it in lovingly, listens indulgently to my shenanigans, and conspires with my pet to plan something for my birthday (I assume it’s my birthday. Come on, guys!). I see my beloved pet three or four days a week and he paints my toenails for me, encourages me to plunder his arse (and teases mine in return), covers me in slobbery pet kisses, and generally is the bestest pet a Boss could ask for – even with the conspiracy-in-progress …

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In the air

Travelling to Melbourne to see m’Lady – the lovely Tethys – was both a terrifying and delicious exciting experience. Terrifying because neither of us really knew how it would be in person. Exciting because we both hoped it would be awesome!

As it turned out, it was even better than we hoped for – it has been absolutely amazing, and although I have missed both Apollo and Hylas dreadfully and am looking very much forward to being close with them again, I also know that leaving Tethys tomorrow is going to hurt. And neither of us know how long it’s going to be before we’re in close physical proximity again.

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Salty sweet

There are three of you, and one of me. Three of you still clothed, while mine are crumpled in the corner. I can’t even quite remember who divested me of what – all I know is that five minutes earlier I was wearing a skirt, a blouse, and underwear, and now all I am clad in is skin.

There are three of you, and one of me. Three of you sitting down on the edge of the bed, watching me as I touch myself. I stand with my legs spread, cunt welcoming my fingers.

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Beehive view

It”s election day in New Zealand this Saturday. I cast my votes about a week before leaving for Melbourne (which made listening to all the election coverage after I’d already voted extra-amusing) but for everyone else it’s yet to come, and there are choices to be made.

This time around there are four choices rather than the usual two: there’s the electoral vote and the party vote; and also a referendum asking if a) should we keep our voting system of MMP (mixed-member proportional), and if not, b) what should it be changed to?

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So Versatile

Oh, but it does make me happy when I get given such lovely awards – especially when they’re silly internet blog meme awards. Why not? They’re all about the compliments. Compliments – sincere, heart-warming compliments – are just lovely. I like giving them, and I like getting them.

Clive, Molly, KaziGrrl and Shelby Cross have all recently complimented me with the Versatile Blogger Award. And said really nice things!

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Topless on the Cable Car

As teased on Wednesday … the cable-car photos themselves! Click for alternate views.

Yes, there is a driver on these cars. And no, I totally couldn’t have done this on the cable car on the way up!

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Intriguing reading #3

Since Google Reader torpedoed my shared links and I refuse to use G+, I’ll just have to do a regular roundup of worthy reading instead.

Trying to Explain Hate to My Son: “The whole idea of people hating someone because of whom they love is something he cannot comprehend, and therefore, we are just plain wrong.” (Amelia / HuffPo)

I don’t want your big cock: “I’m not ready for it. Even though I am looking for hot sexy times involving cocks, I still start with flirting, then foreplay, and make my way to sex. You don’t earn any points by jumping ahead and saying you’ll be a good lay because you’re packing a thick nine inches (in all honesty, ouch, that’d be too long).” (Rockin’ with a Cock In)

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Melbourne!

It’s 11am Friday (New Zealand time) – which means it’s 9am in Melbourne. And that means, if my plane hasn’t been delayed, that I’ve touched down, and I’m probably standing in a customs line bouncing excitedly and a little tiredly (tiredly because I had to leave the house at 3:45am to get the airport on time)!

Melbourne! Tethys! It’s happening! Holy moly!

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Going on the Cable Car

I have visited Wellington many times in my life. There are relatives from both sides of my family down there; my first serious relationship was living there when we started going out (long distance love ahoy); I made out with cousins’ friends there – although I made out with cousins’ friends most anywhere there were cousins – and I rather memorably walked my brother on a lead through Cuba Mall.

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Meet the butt-slut

So it seems I really like having things up my bum. I am sure that this is an absolute shock to many of you.  As I’ve been doing my anal training in preparation for my trip over to Melbourne to see Tethys (four more sleeps!), I have gotten more and more (and more) pleasure from my back-door passage.

First it was okay – but with challenges.   Then it was pretty darn sweet – but with challenges.  And now? Now I find that it’s totally awesome – but still with occasional challenges. I think that means, funnily enough, that there are always going to be challenges around anal play. But that is something to be expected, planned for, and worked with.

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