Swimming at Shakespear

As promised last week, I ran from the sand right into the lovely cool waters of the Hauraki Gulf – and it was a very cool contrast to the warm sunshine!

(Yes, there are click-throughs on most of these pics  – Ailuros took lots of photos, to my delight!)

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Prancing on the sands

When you’ve got a deserted beach on a sunny day, and a very willing camera-kitty, it means lots of photographs!  (And there are click-throughs on both – apparently they were missed last week.) 

Why yes, I am shaking my arse at you! And at Rangitoto Island, too, once I’ve turned around.

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Shady tree

It was a beautiful autumn midweek day, and Ailuros and I were going on a day-trip! The notion had hit him the night before, so after a flurry of texts (‘sound like a plan?’ ‘sounds great!’) he swung past about 10:30am and picked me up – and off we drove up to the Whangaparaoa Peninsula. We were going to Shakespear Regional Park, and we were going to have a picnic.

What do you need for a picnic? Not much, it turns out. We took the following with us:

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Beautiful buttercup

I still have so many photographs to share from my time in Melbourne with m’Lady. So many images of our experiences together. Looking at them makes me smile all over again.

But tonight I am missing hir badly. Missing being in hir presence. Being naked and collared and owned and secure and perpetually aroused and absolutely focused.

So I do now what I did then. I give hir a token.

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Safe from the burning star

Not that I was likely to get sunburned at the nudist beach so late in the day – but why take chances?  I’d brought a parasol with me in carry-on luggage all the way from New Zealand, and Tethys was quite happy to take pictures of me enjoying its shade:

After splashing about in the water, it was nice to feel the warm air drying my skin.

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Keep on the Sunnyside

I don’t go to beaches very often. I really love the ocean – but beaches are hot and frequently lacking in shade, which often leads to me being overheated and sunburnt and cranky.

So when Tethys and I planned to visit Sunnyside nudist beach, near Melbourne, we made sure to arrive in the late afternoon, only a few hours before sunset. I was quite excited about this – I love to be exhibitionistic, and visiting a nude beach was going to be a whole new experience for me.

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