The Perils (Not Really) of Dee

I love my rope, but why be tied to the train tracks when I can prance around all over them instead – and accidentally get seen, as it turns out? Besides, my delightful villain (aka m’Lady) had far better notions than letting me be run over …

We wandered down the walkway toward the Puffing Billy Railway, which gave us a great view of the train itself. but wasn’t what we had in mind. So we decided to see if we could get to the train tracks themselves, and found a lovely picnic spot in the process.

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Fellatio by Puffing Billy

What’s Puffing Billy, you ask? (I sincerely hope you’re not asking what fellatio is!) Puffing Billy is a historic steam train that runs in the Dandenong Ranges, east of Melbourne. And it’s what you find at the end of the train line m’Lady and I took on the day of our adventures.

So of course we took a wander and had a look. It looked like a train. I was more interested in the scenery – so we found a lovely picnic area, and then wandered some more, along the tracks that the train follows.

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Picnicking

I have some really hot fantasies that involve picnic tables, rope, glorious sunshine and shade, and – unsurprisingly - me being spread across the picnic table and used in various ways. Oftentimes those fantasies will involve random passing hikers, and sometimes it’s people I know instead.

So when m’Lady and I found this lovely picnicking spot on our day of adventures, it was perfect for pausing (to catch my breath), sitting (to rest my feet), and posing (for scavenger hunt photographs). There may have been just a little teasing going on as well!

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Well-Named

Melbourne has some excellently named streets! When I first visited m’Lady in late 2011, we made a point of stopping detouring to Perversi Ave on our way back from visiting hir parentals, and indulging in some cock-sucking in the car. This time around, whilst I was looking at maps of the city centre (which I had yet to visit) I saw that there was an Exhibition Street not far from where we were planning to be, I really wanted us to make a visit so I could get a pic

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Flowing From My Fingertips

I’ve kept written journals sporadically since I was a teenager. I tended to write in them for months at a time, and then lose interest – it wasn’t until I found the social side of the internet, and a group journaling site called Addict back in 2000, that I really began to write autobiographically on a regular basis. From Addict to my own site (kept for a good four years, updated with FrontPage), from my own site to LiveJournal … and from LJ to blogger, where Curvaceous Dee was born!

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Adventures in Melbourne

While m’Lady and I had an awful lot of naked and noisy fun inside the house whilst I was visiting hir in Melbourne, we did also make it outside a few times. Halfway through my trip we took a day-long adventure: the tram into the CBD, the train out to the end of the Belgrave line, and then a jolly wander through the bush (where I sincerely regretted wearing my sandals). The weather for it was absolutely lovely day though, and it was great to be rocking my sun-frock, my collar, and not much else…

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Wicked Cute Ratty

One of the pleasures (in my opinion) of going and visiting partners is that you also get to visit their entire household. In the case of visiting m’Lady in Melbourne, this not only meant getting to catch up with hir partners, but also Ambrosia the Rat!

Last time I went to Melbourne I didn’t manage to get a single picture of Ambrosia – she is so damned fast! This time I more than made up for it, and came home with nearly 80 photos, just of her

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Keeping Up Energy Levels

If you’re going to be having intense, epic, multiple-times-daily sex sessions with a lover you haven’t seen in nine months then remembering to both eat and keep up fluid levels is somewhat vital! To that end, m’Lady and I were at least someone organised. Zie purchased some powdered electrolytes for me before I arrived, and we also made sure that all the ingredients were in place for me to cook on at least one occasion.

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Just Inside the Front Door

I am delighted to be in Melbourne visiting my beloved m’Lady, Tethys – whom I haven’t seen in person since last November. I arrived on Wednesday morning, and (no surprise here) we didn’t leave the house again until late on Friday afternoon!

(It was very bright out there. And I have aches in places I didn’t know I had muscles…)

On our amble back from the local shops we stopped at a local park and took some excellent Scavenger Hunt photos of me in front of graffiti – those will be up on Sunday – and the taking of those pics turned us both on (again) so much that we needed to get home again. Because we were both sorely tempted to just have me suck hir cock in the park, and that’s not so smart when you’re a) suburban and b) local …

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Intersecting

A little over a year ago I was reading A.E Brain’s blog when there was mention of a documentary called Intersexion. Directed by Grant Lahood and narrated by Mani Mitchell – an intersex New Zealander – it’s about the personal stories of intersex individuals from all over the world. I knew comparatively little about what intersex was at the time, but given my distaste for culturally entrenched gender binary, I definitely wanted to learn more.

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About Dee

Exhibitionist with words, skin and sex. Free with kisses, compliments, and friendship. Open with heart, passion, and laughter.
Labels I choose for myself: pansexual, polyamorous, fat, kinky, New Zealander, writer.
You can keep my partners and close friends not-mixed-up by reading more about them here.
I write fortnightly for GLBTI magazine Express, for whom I am also the sub-editor. I also write upon occasion for other publications!
If you want to get in touch, send me an email: curvaceous.dee@gmail.com.