Rock and a Hard Place

For those who guessed last week that I was between ‘a rock and a hard place’, you were absolutely right – on Squeaky Beach are some enormous rocks, and I was between two of them! In retrospect, this would have made a much better scavenger hunt than the one I got for ‘rocks (large)‘, but you never know when you get something that a better location may come along. Certainly we weren’t expecting to find this awesome spot!

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Squeaky Selfie

I’ve just returned from two weeks in Melbourne visiting m’Lady – a bonus visit for the year, thanks to knuckling down and doing ‘the budget’ with Apollo, which lead to the pleasing discovery that another flight across the ditch was affordable.

As usual, a lot of time was spent indoors, in bed, having incredibly hot sex and kink play. But this visit I also hired a car for a few days, so we took a day trip down to Wilson’s Promontory (aka ‘the prom’), the southernmost tip of the Australian mainland. I mean, why not? Neither of us had been there before.

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Marina Magic

When m’Lady and I were having lunch in Williamstown, we could see the marina nearby and decided we’d need to check it out (after taking photos with cannons and on the embankment). Also, what was that big ship?

It turns out that it’s the HMAS Castlemaine, which is now a maritime museum. It was closed when we wandered up. But that pier… definitely a photo opportunity.

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Across the Harbour

After taking the train to Williamstown, having lunch, and getting some great photos with the cannons, m’Lady and I wondered if we could manage some photos of me relaxing on the embankment and looking out across the harbour. Don’t try, don’t get, right?

In Williamstown you get a glorious view (at least from this park) across the harbour to the Melbourne CBD. And, from where we sat to eat lunch, we could see the path before us, dogs and people and bicyclists using the path, and a whole lot of seagulls! What you can’t see is the embankment – because it’s on an angle down to the water:

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Fist Me All Year

It’s the fourth annual International Fisting Day (well, it is in the US – it was yesterday in New Zealand), and I’ve had some amazing fisting experiences this year – so now seems like a great opportunity to share them. This year has been all about give and take, and when it comes to hands in *cough* new places, that’s never been more true!

January

Take yourself back to the very first day of 2014. Do you remember what you were doing?

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Loose Cannon

So this is it – the final day of September and my final post for Scavenger Hunt month. And what do you know? The photo I showcased in my link image (this one right here)

is from the location I’m sharing today. Now that’s timing!

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Making an Exchange

When m’Lady and I took our day-trip to Williamstown, on my last visit to Melbourne, we also ran across rather a few Scavenger Hunt locations – some of which we were able to successfully capture, and some which we put in the ‘too-hard’ basket.

But this one – what is this one?



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Mmm, Buttplugs!

I am rather a big fan of anal, and of anything that can be safely stuffed up the rear passage – be it fingers, cocks, or plugs. I’m also quite equal opportunity when it comes to arseholes: I like mine being filled, but I also really like filling those of others. Seems fair, after all!

My sprawling toy collection has a few plugs, which pleases me – there’s variety, and when I was doing my anal training I had different sizes to work my way up to:

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Head Down, Arse Up

One of the positions that m’Lady most loves to see me in is one where I have my head down and my arse up. It’s a position that arouses em greatly (as it does me) because not only am I displaying my cheeks, but I also have cunt and arsehole easily accessible.

While I really like that position, aside from it eventually getting hard on the knees, I couldn’t quite grok the appeal of looking at me as I was in it. That is, until I asked my owner to take some pictures for me, so I could see what ey see.

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The Great Outdoors

I love having sex – I think we all know that by now! And I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, too. Add those together, and outdoor sex is one of those things I really enjoy, even if I don’t do it often. One of those things about outdoor sex, though, is that the potential for amazingness – and disaster – is often increased…

Let’s get the (hilarious in retrospect) disasters out of the way first, shall we? It turns out golf courses use sprinklers – and they turn on about dusk, drenching the hapless couple getting it on nearby. Who knew? Then there’s bamboo. The otherwise excellently concealed piece of parkland where I chose to fling my virginity away – yes, really – had small shoots growing. Right where the small of my back was. Didn’t matter how I repositioned myself, it always ended up just there. It was a toss-up what was less fun, that day. And then there was the day-trip to Picton where rampant horniness got the better of us, and so we put a towel down in the bush by the ferry terminal and went for it. Apparently other people had the same idea, and managed to – literally – stumble across us. Oops!

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