Next week I’ll be attending my 5th Eroticon! That makes this my 5th meet and greet post – masochists among you can find the rest here, here, here, aaaaaaand here. Can I think of anything new and interesting to say this time? Only one way to find out…
NAME (and Twitter if you have one)
Exhibit A, though I think my real name will be on my badge this year. Pretty sure most people know it by this point anyway. On Twitter, I’m @ea_unadorned.
The wall outside our bedroom window has appeared here before, and has the potential to come in useful for all sorts of things…whichever way I’m facing when I’m pushed against it…
Sheltered from the worst of the wind, our little back garden is the perfect place to hang out when the snow stops you going to work.
As long as I have a bobble hat and a hot cuppa, even the Beast from the East starts to feel just a little less fearsome…
(And yes, I know it’s no longer February, but better to hand in your homework late than not at all!)
Let’s go on a journey
Take me by the hand
Lead me through the winding tunnels
To the promised land.
I won’t need a candle
Even though it’s night
I know I’ll always find my way
By your body’s light.
Over the last few years, I’ve used a tape measure and a glass of water to measure the length/girth and volume of my cock. The only remaining dimension to capture was mass, so FOR SCIENCE I decided to correct that omission.
Though I think I may have been a bit ambitious with my starting weight…
There are many appealing aspects to MMF threesomes (a couple of which I plan to write about in more detail next week…).
Among the most erotic visual (& tactile) elements of bringing another guy into the mix is having another cock to rub up against your own. Even when that doesn’t involve the third person sucking or stroking them together, there’s just something really hot about watching them pressed together, and feeling the heat of another man’s dick as he pushes it towards you.
It kinda looks like this…
…the more they stay the same.
Back in August, I shared this amazing guest post (and image), sent to me by an anonymous contributor who wanted to celebrate her breasts at a time when it looked like she might lose them.
You know how it goes. Sometimes the day passes slowly. Sometimes work is a grind. Sometimes your mind wanders.
Sometimes you get horny.
Sometimes you get so horny that your dick feels like it’s going to burst through your pants.
“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
