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.
…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.
“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.
I’d put your ass
In a museum
On display
For all to see
Your cunt I’d keep
For private viewing;
All my horny friends
And me
“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.
Good girl.
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…
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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.
Between Secret Cinema and After Pandora (not to mention our wedding), Liv and I have had plenty of opportunities to dress up and go out over the last couple of years. Some of those have been documented here or on Liv’s blog, others made it onto Twitter, and all of them at some stage involved a scene very much like the one in the photo below.
I find it hard to keep my hands off Liv at the best of times. When she’s dressed up to the nines and looking fuckable as hell, there will always come a point in the evening where I need to cop a feel. Happily she tends to respond in kind…
(This was inspired by a brilliant image that Liv found on Twitter, which we both really like)