Cup of Tea?

I do love my tea – it’s the best way to wake up; to keep hydrated; to relax. The standard at our house is Twinings Earl Grey, although there’s ‘gumboot’ (Choysa black tea) for those who don’t care that much, and I make sure to keep a rather large selection of herbal tea as well. I also have a special lidded cup from Xia just for drinking my loose-tea peppermint tea in…

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Naked on the C507

One of my most cherished memories from my first visit to Melbourne is when m’Lady and I took a car trip through the Yarra Valley and into rural Victoria (to spend the night at hir parents house) – and along the way we both had a strong desire to find somewhere to fuck.

This was not as easy to find as we thought it would be – every intriguing-looking side road turned out to have houses on it, or farmland being farmed, or, in one case, a horse that looked on curiously as we said “Whatever” and stopped for a passionate make-out session that was not sex but very close.

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In Front of a Crowd of Thousands …

… just because I could, because ‘bleachers’ is a category in the Scavenger Hunt, because it was the Pride Parade, because I’d had two drinks with vodka in them and was somewhat tipsy, and why the hell not – I did what I so often do and flashed at an inappropriate moment.

Which was so much fun! Once again Hylas took some great pictures – and I really didn’t know that the balcony of the International Foodcourt on Ponsonby Road could safely hold that many people!

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Glam at the Parade

Last weekend was the Auckland Pride Parade – the first parade celebrating the Rainbow community in Auckland for 12 years, since Hero was pushed out of operation. So it was fantastic to be able to attend!

I had been invited to take part with the express crew, but declined – as the long walk down Ponsonby Road, in addition to the crowds and music, would have been too much for me. Instead, my wonderful editor hooked me up with tickets to the GABA GlamStand, so Hylas and I were able to watch in comfort with a brilliant view, all with a complimentary drink to boot.

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Nutty Like a Fruitcake

I was randomly noodling through my computer this morning, and stumbled across this post – written exactly 11 years ago today, in 2001. I’d been writing online for a little under a year at this point, and I was 24 years old…

Some explanations / clarifications after the post, for those curious. (The post is exactly as it was written and posted – no changes have been made, much though I’d love to!)

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Providing a Service

It’s all in the attitude. When I’m with Hylas and I’m wearing my cock and I want his mouth or his arse, it’s very definitely about him doing what pleases me (although it sure as hell gets both of us off).

But when I’m with m’Lady and I put on my harness? Then it’s for me to provide service. And in this case, it was to service hir arse – and it pleased me very much to be able to pleasure hir in such a way.

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Open Me Up

For me fisting is one of the hottest, more intimate, sexual acts out there.  To trust a partner enough to relax, to open wide, to envelop them within you – to cradle them tight and deep and incredibly slickly – is an act of such mindfulness that I have done it with very few people.

Fisting isn’t quite as it sounds (any more than a blow-job is!) – but the name puts many people off trying it. I think that’s a shame, because the sensations – both as the fistee and the fister – are amazing.

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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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