Posted on | September 28, 2014 | 18 Comments
It’s taken rather a few years, but I am finally posting my one hundredth Scavenger Hunt! Only one other person has done so many, and the amazing KaziGrrl is still rather a few ahead of me – which doesn’t stop me scampering to catch up
For my hundredth, it’s the final series of photos Hylas took of me out by Lake Pupuke (the first one being at the lake itself, and the second by a shipping container). How could we miss out the Rowing Club? It is a sports club, after all…
It had a very convenient seat just outside beneath the sign. A good place to watch the rowers from.
And to slyly flash from, too
But there’s more! How can I resist a good recessed doorway?
Answer? I surely can’t – and there weren’t any complaints, either!
You know, I have no intention of rowing (although I did it quite a lot when I was part of Sea Venturers in my teens). But it is a lovely club indeed.
This is also my 17th post for Scavenger Hunt month – I have just a few more to show!
Posted on | September 26, 2014 | No Comments
When wandering around Lake Pupuke, Hylas and I discovered a 20ft shipping container – presumably used to store kayaks and the like, given there was a boat ramp right next to it. That was our guess anyhow. But what a convenient place for a Scavenger Hunt!
I thought that the side of the container would be better than the front – those dragonboaters were still going strong in the waterway across the other side of the car park.
But I did appreciate the view from where I was, looking out across the lake. Absolutely lovely
I think Hylas was enjoying this view instead
This is my 99th Scavenger Hunt location! One more for the Diamond award…
Posted on | September 25, 2014 | 2 Comments
Also known as an absolutely stunning lake here on Auckland’s North Shore – and very well known to both locals and anyone who’s read (or see the TV series or movie) ‘Under the Mountain‘ by Maurice Gee.
Lake Pupuke has lovely bushland around part of it, and the famous Pumphouse Theatre – originally a pumphouse – on its shores. The afternoon Hylas and I visited there were dragonboaters practicing, and a fair number of people ambling around.
That didn’t stop us finding a relatively secluded area (aside from the ducks) to take some photos!
I even took the opportunity to get completely topless – although the timing was tight, as someone came past just seconds after I had my clothes back in place
We actually managed two more locations in this area – those’ll be the next ones I post!
Posted on | September 24, 2014 | 7 Comments
There are a lot of bills (aka advertising posters) plastered around Auckland, albeit for the most part in designated spaces. And one thing they do is brighten up the area – it’s definitely not a boring white wall any more once these are up!
Directly around the corner from the phone booth was a whole mess of them, and when I spotted one (with my surname!) that showed a model in a certain pose, I knew I was going to have fun with this Scavenger Hunt
We don’t really look anything alike, do we?
Not least because this wasn’t the place to get completely naked. Although that would have been awesome!
I managed just a little bit of skin, though – and that grin is back in force. Is anyone surprised?
Thank you Hylas, for suggesting this location
Posted on | September 23, 2014 | 2 Comments
I couldn’t tell you the last time I used a payphone – at least 15 years – but there’s still plenty of them out there! What I wanted to get for this Scavenger Hunt location, though, was a phone box that didn’t have a big sticker slapped across it advertising free-wifi in the area (that you could only use if you were with Telecom, now renamed Spark). Your basic phone booth, with three-side protection. That’s what I wanted.
Hylas had been keeping an eye out for me, and spotted this one in Grey Lynn. On Sunday afternoon a few days later, we were returning from the Queer and Kinky Munch and decided it was the perfect time to grab this spot.
For all that it was a busy road, with a dairy behind me and a dairy across the road from me (dairy: corner store, servo, superette), we managed a grand shot:
Sure, it’s only one boob – but anyone looking would have had quite the surprise!
We were just getting started with the locations we snapped that afternoon…
Posted on | September 22, 2014 | No Comments
Photo courtesy of Bawdy Bloke
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Posted on | September 21, 2014 | 12 Comments
One of the great things about being at Kinky Camp is that no one cares (although they may well admire) if you’re running about half dressed. Or, indeed, entirely naked! So I made the most of it – and Hylas, having marked up my boobs with the evil stick (and with assistance from some fellow campers) was happy to photograph me without most of my clothes. Yay!
Still, much like getting my kit off in the chiller, it felt very strange to be standing in the large industrial kitchen wearing nothing but some very sheer knickers. Surely this was against hygiene regulations or something?
I compromised with myself by not leaning on anything that wasn’t easily wipeable. That would probably be acceptable…
No kitchen is complete without a comprehensive pantry. And we kinksters had filled it (much like the chiller) right up!
Ah, kinksters. Play hard, then eat comprehensively to recover the energy. Gotta love them all
That was a fantastic camp. Still got some (non-Scavenger Hunt) photos to share, too.
Posted on | September 20, 2014 | 4 Comments
When Apollo and I were in the Hokianga, we spent a lot of our time doing as little as possible (and fucking). But we did spend one day exploring the region – and in the afternoon we hunted down this track, which we’d seen on the map and then travelled quite a lot of metal road to get to:
I’m not a huge fan of long tramps, but the walk to the waterfall looked lovely (in the click-through? it’s the extremely short, barely noticeable, dotted red line). It was a shit of a hike, up steep steps and slippery paths, to get there. Thankfully, the waterfall was totally worth it!
(In the click-through, you can see the only ‘down’ that we found.) Isn’t it gorgeous? Some standing water, big rocks, and the glissando and burble of falling water.
So I gingerly stepped up and over some boulders, and angled myself so the waterfall could be seen. And Apollo took a whole bunch of photos of me having fun (click through for another view).
And then it was time to get my top off, and let the sun shine down on my boobs!
And I grinned like a fiend (as you can see in the click). It was fantastic!
We took photos of each other, played about, kissed thoroughly … and eventually I put my top back on, we walked the track (mostly down, thankfull!) back to the car, and we drove back to the house we were staying in.
You can probably guess what happened after that
That’s the last of the photos from my Hokianga holiday. But I still have one more tale to share…
Posted on | September 18, 2014 | 5 Comments
When Modesty Ablaze, her husband and myself were out and about collecting Scavenger Hunt locations, there was one place I really wanted to do: the Stardome Observatory. I’d been there late last year for my birthday (which was a fantastic show) and while I’d not had any opportunities then, I figured with the three of us in the middle of the day we could probably manage something…
And what do you know? It was rather quiet in there, with the exception of a few folks in the gift shop. So we wandered around the exhibits and took opportunities when we found them! I showed off my own planets in the planet section, and then flashed an astronaut:
‘Hubby’ captured both of those well! Then Katie and I ambled around, and she couldn’t resist snapping me by the rockets:
Apparently my boobs cause erections (and liftoff)?
As we were leaving, there was one more shot that I wanted to get. A great big round thing, and my two (comparatively) small ones, all in one shot
It didn’t even matter that there was one fellow close enough to perve (although far enough away to not be a bother). I hope he enjoyed ‘observing’ as much as I did!
That’s the last of my photos with Modesty Ablaze and her husband. I definitely need them to visit again
Posted on | September 17, 2014 | 19 Comments
Last Saturday night I got all dressed up, picked up Kiana, and off we went to a kink party at the Chilli Club. It was private invitation, a pre-event for the new CHoKE – but boy was it packed! It was fantastic to arrive there and see friends, acquaintances, and new people all mixing in together. Not to mention having a good perve at everyone
The party had a theme of corporal punishment, so it’s unsurprising that there were quite a few school girls, school boys, a headmaster and headmistress or two, and a whole lot of general fetish wear on show. It was quite an impressive turnout, with the least dressed-up still looking lovely indeed.
Now dressing as a school girl – or even taking advantage of someone dressed as one – isn’t really all that appealing to me, despite my love of anime. So I decided my outfit would be ‘teacher, out of hours, visiting a sex club’. I donned pearl necklace and earrings, boots, my business jacket, a very cleavagey party dress, and even put on some makeup. I completed it with an evil stick thrust through my hair. Because I knew it would come in handy…
Come in handy it did! I ran into the much missed Vanilla Impaired (those who’ve been reading sex blogs for a while will remember the name), and after catching up for a bit, the evil stick caught her eye. I was extremely willing to have it used on me, so the dress came off, and once again most of my flesh was on display.
One of the nice things about playing with a friend you’ve known for so long – I think it’s been seven or eight years since I first met Impy – is that you know how to talk to each other. She’s seen how I like to play, what gets me off, and I know what she likes to do as well. It doesn’t hurt that we’ve both gotten considerably more sadomasochistic over the years!
So Impy enjoyed getting intense with the evil stick, making patterns across the flesh of my breasts – such that you could play noughts and crosses with them if you wanted to! But then she had a suggestion: using rubber bands on me.
“What?” I said. “I’ve had that done once, but it was years ago.” (And they are, after all, stationery. And I like my stationery!)
“It’s fun! And hurts a lot,” she said.
“And I can get some from the bar,” chimed in Kiana.
So … on top of the evil stick we added rubber bands. And that last time? Had nothin’ on this one – every time one landed it stung like a motherfucker! And it was glorious – Impy and I were both laughing ourselves silly as I gave full-body flinches, swore like a very bad teacher indeed, and then proceeded to ask for more.
Those big red welts? Those are from the rubber bands. *whistles* Those little red barely seen marks? Those are from the evil sick, and Impy’s fingernails (she has great nails).
She kept coming up with great ideas – “Can I put ice on these?” I was rather confused, but Kiana got us some ice, and I quickly found out that rather than soothing the pain, the intense coldness (particularly on my thighs) added to it – especially when she then used open palm slaps on them!
It was extremely painful, absolutely wonderful, and we had a blast. But it wouldn’t have been any good if we didn’t have decent communication. If she’d been a stranger, I likely wouldn’t have played at all – although upon being asked, I happily let a stranger motorboat me later – and as an acquaintance our conversation about play probably wouldn’t have got past using the evil stick. But as it was, we had prior conversations and understanding to build upon. And that meant we both had a grand time – and I still have amazing marks four days later
Thanks Chilli Club, for a great party. Thanks Kiana, for being there with me to enjoy it. And thanks Impy, for hurting me just as much as I wanted to be, and photographing the results!« go back — keep looking »