“Draw me like one of your French girls…”
Love is watching you
Fall into a dream
And knowing that nothing
You see there
Can possibly match
The beauty in front of me
Last week I published this excellent guest post (and photo), by a friend who wanted to remain anonymous. Later that day I mentioned on Twitter that I was looking to include more guest contributions during February Photo Fest, and one person put her hand up almost immediately. She’s a comedian, a poet, a ragamuffin, a filthpot, and a quite terrifyingly potent combination of wits and tits. She doesn’t have her own sex blog, but as the photo below makes very clear, she’d absolutely smash it if she did. Take it away, Ros Ballinger…
As someone who tweets within the kink community under my own name, sadly I’m restricted in what I can share; amongst the absolute georgeosity of #febphotofest, I have to stay hidden.
Sometimes the curtain of hair parts for long enough that I can see your face, a picture of concentration as you work my cock.
Sometimes your eyes flick up to stare into mine, and in those brief, shared moments we don’t need words to tell each other what we’re thinking or feeling.
Sometimes a title really does say it all.
I used this photo for my (ultimately incomplete) filthy advent calendar back in December, but this Sinful Sunday feels like a good time to share it properly. I’m increasingly fond of combining hard cock, rough denim, and soft, delicate underwear, so expect more images in a similar vein in the weeks and months to come…
I’d put your ass
In a museum
For all to see
Your cunt I’d keep
For private viewing;
All my horny friends
I like watching her face while she sucks my cock. In those focused, unguarded moments, she’s an open book, and I can see each different emotion – each impulse – that flows through her and rises to the surface.
Anticipation. Determination. Concentration.
Playfulness. Arousal. Joy.
“Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly”
Robert F Kennedy
I’m going to make this very simple. All you have to do is stay still. Tense those stomach muscles and control your breathing – that’s it, keep it nice and steady. In, out. In, out.
A couple of weeks ago, someone alerted me to a wonderful event called Naked Boys Reading, which takes place at a hotel in Shoreditch and ticks SO many of my boxes that I’m frankly amazed I wasn’t aware of it already.
I’ll be in the audience when NBR holds its next set of readings on March 22nd, and with any luck I’ll get the chance to jump up on stage at some point in the future. For now though, I’ll have to do all my naked reading in the privacy of our flat, with just the one keen observer for company…
I want to include a couple of guest posts in this year’s February Photo Fest, so I was really pleased when a Twitter friend contacted me late last month with an image she wanted to share. I really like this photo – it’s well-composed, confident, and super hot. Pretty good combination if you ask me…
As a curvy woman with really big boobs, I always struggle to find underwear that makes me feel sexy but isn’t impractical or just ridiculously uncomfortable. At the end of last year, I stumbled across some plus-size bralettes in New Look, which proved to be a bit of a revelation – not only did they actually provide decent support, I looked cute as hell in them, and they definitely had the desired effect on the guy I was fucking at the time.
Encouraged by that discovery, I started looking for other lingerie that I could wear to show off my body, rather than merely cover it. This bodysuit from Matalan was a January sale purchase – I love the plunging cleavage, the way it accentuates my curves, and just its sheer, lacy delicacy. It’s a photo in which I both look and feel hot, which is why I wanted to share it with the world.