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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Expanded World View

Late last year I undertook an expansion training programme, beginning with my cunt (although my arse gets in on the action as well). It was at the request of m’Lady and made me a little nervous initially – but that changed fast!

You’ve already met the Sire, the delightful black-and-white silicone beauty that I began pushing my cunt-limits with. For a while now, though, the Sire has been joined by a larger friend: the Tantus Mr Universe. As you can see – and see more clearly in the click-though – the size difference is considerable.

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Watching Has its Own Rewards

I can see from watching that you know how to treasure your body: what works for you, how to touch yourself to bring responsiveness and pleasure. You don’t place the focus solely on your cock – you also pay attention to the rest of your body, have learnt where your various special erogenous areas are.

As you masturbate – and as I watch and as you watch me watching – you are full of variety. Sometimes you remain for a time with one movement or action, then you change, varying speed or altering rhythm to keep things going. You don’t use just the one hand (although you can), instead playing yourself with both. Placing your palms on each side of your cock to shift the skin up and down the shaft; moving your fingertips below to fondle your scrotum so very lightly; sliding the other hand up to scratch at your belly, cup your breasts, tease out a nipple. Slipping a finger into your mouth, then your anus. Groaning. Teasing yourself. Teasing me.

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Property Renewal

It’s one year today since m’Lady and I first signed my Title Deed – and I am very pleased to say that we’ve updated and signed a new Title Deed for 2013! As we head into the third year of our relationship, and the second as an explicitly stated owner/property relationship, it’s safe to say that we’re still travelling along a challenging, interesting, and really amazing long-distance journey.

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Savage Soothed

Today is day six of the Seven Wonderful Sins celebration, and the focus today is WRATH. Anger, fury – the passion of rage.

What can you do when there’s wrath coursing through your veins? The slow burn has reached incandescence? I tend to reach for sharp instruments – and wield them on myself. Teeth, fingernails, porcupine quills, hat-pins, even scalpels. Put them to my skin and the ire melts away.

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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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Libidinous

Sometimes I get so horny I could bust. And when that happens, a whole lot of orgasms is the result, often for days at a time.

When I’m in this state of being I become very focused on my physical reactions. It’s not to the exclusion of everything else – I’m still going about my life – but it takes so very little for me to be right back there, thinking about the fuck. This time around I’ve been über-horny for the last ten days or so. My standard routine is to masturbate three or four times a week, with bonus partnered sexual escapades, and the occasional porno DVD or short video. But now I’ve ramped right up – I’m watching multiple clips; wanking two-three times daily (for quite long periods of time) – and I cannot stop thinking about all things sexy.

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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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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.