February Photofest 2019 – Kickoff

This is the third time I have participated in February Photofest, the annual photographic meme hosted by Molly. Having taken a break last year due to other commitments I am pleased to be back and raring to go. All my photos are taken either by me or my Master, Graeme. I’ll let you know in each post who did what. For the kickoff post I’m already in the swing of things!

This photo was taken by Master, while I was getting reacquainted with the sex (or is it love?) swing.

February Photofest

Looking forwards

2016 was a strange year. For the world it has been full of turbulence, a year when more than ever you got the feeling that people were unable to tolerate difference in each other. Where politics seemed to change course, so that the unexpected and feared became reality. A year when terrorism struck in new places as well as old, in summer and winter. When death showed no respect for talent, fame or fortune. In many ways I feel sad about the things and the people we have lost. I am sad that members of my own family can be so abusive about other people just because they look and dress differently. In the main I just ignore their social media rants. I am sad at the level of homelessness and poverty I see on a daily basis so close to my place of work. I am sad that people feel quite so anxious about the world we live in and that we are made to feel we have so much to fear from each other. I feel sad that we seem to be governed by people who have no understanding of the way in which ordinary people live and appear not to care about them. I feel sad that the world is not the place that perhaps it could be.

But those are external things and while we have to exist in the world we also have the opportunity to make our own happiness. So, I face this year 2017 with hope and expectation that things can only get better, if indeed they really are that bad. My list of good things for 2017:
  1. Master and I are healthy and happy and are looking forward to an increasing amount of time together. I will sell my house this year and hope to be living with him by the end of this year.
  2. We have plans to travel more this year. On Tuesday we are off to Brussels for a few days and have plans for a summer holiday on the Canal du Midi in France. I am sure there will be other places that we will visit too. Some here in the UK and others further afield.
  3. My mum remains healthy and is now expressing interest in moving house and downsizing. This might even result in her being less dependent on me as there are suggestions she may move closer to my brother. But we will see.
  4. My son has today announced his engagement to his girlfriend. They moved into their own home a week ago, having rented for the past 18 months. I can’t describe how happy it makes me feel that he is settled in his life.
  5. Hopefully this year will see Master and I spread our kink ‘wings’ a little. We intend to go to some play and other events and in March we will be attending Eroticon. I am particularly keen to develop my blog, to branch out a little into areas that I haven’t tackled. While it is great to write about real time events and happenings in our sex and kink life, I would like to write more opinion based posts as well as branching into fiction. Plus I am keen to meet more like minded people and to be able to have discussions in real life. Hopefully Eroticon will give us that opportunity.
  6. I plan to join in with many of the memes that circulate our part of the internet and this year to complete the February Photofest and maybe the A-Z of blogging again. I am going to start to plan ahead and devote more time to writing.
Most of all, I intend to live my life to the full. To try to lose more weight, to get fitter, to travel, have fun and enjoy life. I intend to embrace the happiness I feel today and to have as much kinky sex as our ageing bodies will allow  us to enjoy!

Play thing

It had been a long time. We have a busy social life, like to travel and then there has been all of the work we have been doing on my house. Sometimes even our sex life has taken a back seat, heaven knows that a couple in their 50’s can’t physically fit all of that stuff in and still remain awake and able to walk.

So when I say it had been a long time since there was any kind of kinky play, I really mean it. I would need to look back on this blog to discover exactly when and I know both of us have been missing the release that it gives us. But this last weekend we made a conscious effort to make some time which wasn’t about rushing around town or painting walls. The decorating isn’t finished, but we decided we needed a day off and so as not to be tempted I headed to His place for the weekend just to be sure.
Lunch on Saturday was a relaxing meal of some indulgent Iberico ham, salad and wine. As we cleared away Master told me He needed to trim my hair. That is the hair on my pussy, rather than my head, though I know He would like to get his clippers on that too! We have few rules in our relationship but one is that I grow my bush and that He is in charge of trimming it.

So, with me restrained in a spreader bar, wrists cuffed and blind folded, He set about his work with electric hair clippers. Next He started covering me in various temporary tattoos and then got down to the business of using my body as His play object.
As usual  the order of events is far from clear due to the large number of forced orgasms inflicted upon me (grins!) with His Hitachi wand. But what I do remember are the nipple clamps, the violet wand, the pussy pumping thing and quite a bit of flogging. The full range of attachments on the violet wand were made use of, including those I am less fond of (as mentioned the other day).

With each orgasm he made a mark on my tummy, this is useful after the event, since it is so hard to recall and exact number afterwards.

I know He would have had me turn over so He could give me some stripes on my backside, but on Sunday we were going to the cinema to see a long silent film (he is very considerate like that).

At the end of proceedings, He released me from my constraints and instructed me to suck His cock. I can’t tell you how wonderful it was to be able to please Him in that way.

To think I used to think shopping was the best way to spend a Saturday afternoon.

Sexy meme time

I am planning to post as many times as I can during November to help me get back in the swing of blogging. But after a busy day and indeed week at work I am feeling a bit short of ideas. So tonight I found this meme; it would be great if others gave it a go too.
1. Have you ever had sex in three or more positions in one session? Yes I am pretty sure that Master and i have done that.
 2. Have you ever had sex continuously for 1 hour or more? Yes. We often spend a long time building up and then tend to take things slowly once we get to it.
3. Have you ever devoted an entire day to sex and sexual activity (with breaks for eating, etc) Quite a bit of the day definitely. In the end though you have to go to the pub or watch TV….. perhaps I am getting old?
4. Have you ever been so loud having sex that housemates/neighbors commented or complained? No, but I am sure that they have heard us, both here and at His place
5. Have you ever had your sexual technique/style/skill openly praised by someone? Yes and I do love to be appreciated.
6. Have you ever written an explicitly erotic story? No, but i would love to do so.
7. Have you ever brought your partner to orgasm using only your hands? It’s not so easy when you are in your 50’s. In the past though, yes.
8. Have you ever licked or sucked on someone else’s feet and/or toes? Nope. He has sucked mine, but I prefer other areas of the body.
9. Have you ever had sex with someone you’re not married to? Frequently these days! Though for almost 30 years, no.
10. Have you ever had sex with someone who’s married to someone else?
Yes, both S and Master were still married to other people when I met them.
11. Have you ever had sex simultaneously with two people—MMF? MFF? Yes, there was that one day……..
12. Have you ever had anal sex? Oh yes. I am an anal slut!
13. Have you ever gone out in public while wearing an anal plug? Yes,
though not for a while….. oops, I expect an instruction on that soon!
14. Have you ever been told you’re dirty because of the things you say?
Master loves to tell me what a dirty slut I am, which of course is the truth.
15. Have you ever gotten really turned on by saying or hearing dirty talk? Yep, cos I am something of a slut.
16. Have you ever had sexual fantasies related to or involving submission, domination, suppression, forced intercourse, infliction of pain, bondage, hot wax, nipples clamps, etc…?  Less of the fantasy and more of the reality.
17. Have you ever been involved in any sexual activities you would describe as kinky? Frequently.
18. Have you ever realized that you are much more sexually open-minded/kinky than most of your previous partners and/or friends? I think that goes without saying. As far as I know, I am the most open minded and kinky person I know. Other than Master that is. He beats me hands down!
19. Have you ever been part of an S/M roleplay (master/mistress/slave), domination (as the dominant/submissive part), or being victim of pain (such as whipping, caning, hot wax on genitals, nipple clamps/genital clamps etc.)? There is no need for role play here, this is the reality of life. Though we love to play and to use all of the above.
20. Have you ever identified as bisexual–to yourself? to partners? to friends? No, I really am not bisexual
21. Have you ever fantasized about or practiced orgasm control/denial? Luckily Master doesn’t go for denial. Control though it the thing for us. He controls my orgasms and has done since the beginning of our relationship.
22. Have you ever daydreamed about sexual activities exceeding what most people consider “normal” sex? Day dreamed and lived the reality!
23. Have you ever gotten really turned on by fantasizing about/witnessing gay or lesbian sex Yes, so here is the thing. I love the idea of others having lesbian sex, but I really don’t want to do it myself.
24. Have you ever tried scissoring? No idea what that is!
25. Have you ever performed oral sex on a man? Yes!
26. Have you ever performed oral sex on a woman? Yes but it isn’t to my personal taste.
27. Have you ever received oral sex from a man? Yes and I love it.
28. Have you ever received oral sex from a woman? Yes and that was fine, a tongue is a tongue!
29. How old were you the first time you had sex? Pretty old by most peoples standards, 18
30. Where?  In the student nurse accommodation I was living in at the time.
31. How many partners?  3
32. Have you ever practiced BDSM on yourself (bondage, nipple clamps, hot wax, suction, electro-stim, etc etc etc)?  No
33. Have you had more or fewer lovers than your current partner? Fewer by a long way
34. Have you ever had sex in front of other people? Yes during the whole gang bang event with S.
35. Did you know them? Before that day we had just chatted online. I haven’t met them since, though the girl and I are still in touch.
36. Did you like it? Yes, it was a wonderful but very weird day!
37. Have you ever had a crush on a fellow blogger? No
38. Have you ever met anyone through AFF, OKCupid, Kassidie, or another site? Master and I met on Alt.com
39. Have you ever had an orgasm without any direct stimulation (not counting dreams)? Yes, that is now my life!
40. Do you like being called dirty names during sex? Yes I really do!

Playing in a public place

There are a number of things we have done in a public place. I have often worn no underwear beneath my clothes when out, either shopping, visiting public places or perhaps eating in a restaurant. Most of the time I am oblivious to what people either notice or think. Personally I am of the opinion that people are so wrapped up in their own lives, or perhaps their phones to know or care what others do around them. Indeed I frequently climb over people on the train who don’t even know I was sitting next to them, so much are they absorbed by their phone or tablet computer! Master and I often observe others in the course of their daily lives and wonder if they even notice us. And not just because we are people in our 50’s and so invisible to younger people. 

Anyway, I digress. The one thing that I haven’t done is to play and be played with in public. I have had sex in a public place, but unseen by public eyes. I have been touched up (frequently) in public, and as far as I know been unseen by anyone. I say as far as I know since no one has ever indicated otherwise or called the police. 
We have spoken a lot about visiting a club and playing in public. This appeals to me on a number of levels. While Master has quite a lot of equipment, his playroom at home is restricted in size and range of larger equipment. But mainly when we play at home there is just us. We can’t watch others and they can’t see us. More than anything that is for me the next level of kink that I aspire to climb. 
I own kinky clothes that would have more impact in a public place. I know people that I would love to see in a different arena from the local munch. I am an extrovert and I like an audience. But what I don’t know until I try is if I would like to play in a public place.
Would I be as keen for others to see me in pain, to whimper and protest. Would I want to admit that I am aroused by those feelings. Would I want to be seen by an audience in a situation that today I have only experienced in private?
Yes, actually I think I do. 

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Phew, the end is in sight and I have actually reached W. My kinky word today is Watersports, and the non kinky one is Wishes

I know watersports, or play that involves urine, is not for everyone. It is not something we indulge in frequently but I have to admit that it is a kink that both of us are turned on by. Master didn’t force me into this, he didn’t push my limits, instead I owned up to it.
Given my nursing career, I am not really bothered by most bodily fluids. Heaven knows I spent quite a bit of time in my late teens and early 20’s up to my elbows in them. However, putting up with blood, vomit, urine, pus and shit are different from enjoying doing so. To be frank I am a little more squeamish these days, and would prefer not to be involved with any of the above for work purposes. I have an office job and that suits me fine. Scat would be a limit for me, but it doesn’t need to be since I don’t think Master is particularly interested (though accidents happen). Urinating on each other though, well that is something different. 
It is hard to explain, but rather than being turned off by pee, I am kind of weirdly fascinated by excreting it myself.Whether it is the colour, volume etc. I also have to admit that I quite like the feeling of Master’s hot piss being sprayed over me. Perhaps it is the whole humiliation and degradation thing. Perhaps it is the fact that most people would find it weird and disgusting, I don’t know. To be frank it is not something I have thought much about, but if he wants me to pee on him, or he on me I am cool with that. I am not keen however to have it in my mouth. Luckily he has never asked and I do hope I don’t have to consider it, given my slave status.
I have written a lot on this blog about my past and about the present. All along I have detailed my frustrations with the situation I continue to live with when it comes to the relationship with my estranged hubby. This ongoing situation remains frustrating, but I am focused now on the future. I have started the process of decluttering the house and will soon embark on a few small projects to prepare for the sale. I recognise that this is probably the only way to move things forward. 
I plan to move in with Master and share his home with him. I plan to invest the proceeds of my portion of the house sale and to prepare to reduce my work commitments so we can travel more and generally enjoy our life together. 
My wish for the future is that I live my life to the full. That I have fun and that I enjoy myself. I wish to be able to embrace my submission and live as Master’s slave full time. My wishes involve prioritising us as a couple and him as my Master. I don’t think that is to much to wish for.

Kink of the week – Glasses

It would be true to say that I have, for a very long time loved guys in glasses. More than that, I am turned on by a man who wears glasses. I am also fascinated by the slightly more obscure reasons a person needs glasses to function.

I have a slight real obsession with the whole eye sight / glasses thing. Almost my first venture into online chat was a glasses kink site. This is a real admission since I have never told Master about this and he will be reading and thinking “what the fuck?’

So for a back story. In primary school we had our eyes tested. Someone had decided I had a problem and needed testing for colour blindness. This was something I was unlikely to have given that it is uncommon in girls. I had at that time developed something of a ‘tick’ which involved me feeling the need to twitch. The test was negative.

Fast forward about a year, I had started a new school and was learning the clarinet. I wasn’t very good, but giving me the benefit of the doubt the teacher suggested that my problems were grounded in my inability to be able to see the music. She had a point. It turned out I had a squint, discovered too late for eye patches, exercises or whatever but sadly my musical talent wasn’t down to my eye sight.

Even though I was intrigued by my glasses, I didn’t want to wear them, instead I carried on in a world where I greeted people I didn’t know and ignored people I did. It wasn’t until I wanted to learn to drive that I actually wore the glasses that my parents bought for me. Then, having passed my test I abandoned them. All the time, due to the squint viewing the world in some kind of 2D, fuzzy haze. It wasn’t that I couldn’t see, but more that I only saw things with one eye. At some point I ‘saw’ the light and got glasses full time and then contacts.

An optician told me that normal people saw in 3d, and with my glasses on showed me what that looked like. I was in my late 20’s. My reaction was contact lenses.

I think I became obsessed with vision and what different people saw from that point. I joined an early forum and chat room at that point and found people who had similar interests. The people there greeting you not with ASL (age, sex, location) but with ASPx (age, sex, prescription).

I also found people who in hindsight are stranger than anyone I have met on a BDSM site. People who wear contact lenses to make them appear near or far sighted and then wear glasses to correct this. But many more who have a real fetish for people who genuinely need glasses and wear them. I suspect however that many of the people who told others that they fitted the required criteria were fake, just like many of the BDSM chat sites. Personally as is now the case, I was attracted to people with other attributes as well.

Nowadays I am older and more comfortable wearing glasses, there is no getting away from the need for one thing.

I do find glasses and whatever eye condition goes with them fascinating. I know from my own experience, that people can judge that your prescription is ‘weak’ without understanding the complexity of that prescription. I know that having one eye that is long sighted and one short sighted confuses the brain. The simplicity and unpleasantness of being short or near sighted intrigues me. Almost to the point that I can understand those people who try to recreate it.

What is more, I fancy men who wear glasses. But only if they are attractive to me anyway.

Just getting on with things

We have been busy living our life, having a good time and when we are busy doing that, there isn’t often much kink to write about. Often also, when there has been a whole stream of posts about our kinky, M/s life, then there is a lull. 

So, that has been the past couple of weeks. 
Last weekend we went back to Master’s college for an event to celebrate the retirement of one of his tutors. For me, it was a rare chance to see him with friends, in a place he feels comfortable and is happy to be reminded of. It was also a chance for me to dress up and for us to get away and have some fun. We stayed in a lovely hotel and had the chance to explore a city that I had never visited before, but where Master studied as a student. The thing is, when you are in your 50’s as we are, visiting places from the past and seeing people you knew when you were so young has an appeal it never has before. This was the case for Master and for me gave me an insight into the life of the man I love, long before I knew him. I wasn’t disappointed. He and his friends recounted stories of those days and I was able to enjoy their reminiscences. But, there was no sex, let along kink, not that I could have cared less. 
This weekend has been different, we have been back to normal with a mixture of getting out and about with time spent relaxing together, both in bed and out.
This morning Master reaffirmed his dominance over his slave and told her of his plans for our upcoming trip to Amsterdam. 
On that trip, we will again have a mixture of experiences. We plan to stay with a friend outside the city and to do some touristy things. But also we will be spending some time catching up on our dynamic. Master told me today that He is going to get some more piercings for His girl. These will be  in her labia. This feels exiting and a little on the scary side. The chance though to mean that Master can chain this girl’s labia to her clit is very very exciting. There will of course be pain, but as usual, no pain no gain!
March Questions: maybe I am so open there is nothing anyone wants to ask? 

Sex and obsession on a Saturday

Saturday for us started slowly. We woke late (well late for me) and spent time just browsing the net and chatting. It was clear to me what kind of websites Master was browsing on his phone, since he was rubbing his cock as he studied his phone. Soon he moved onto me, the object I am pleased to say, of his desire. He started as he often does with my nipples, pinching and then sucking them and quickly the first orgasm was offered to me; of course I took what was on offer. Then Master was ready to take possession of his cunt, feeling very pleased with himself as I told him that this cunt was inside His cunt. The use of objectification is becoming an increasing part of our sex life. He loves me to describe myself as a bitch or cunt and I would be lying if I didn’t admit that this really does turn me on.

A little later, showered and having had our morning coffee we left to drive to the station to get the train to Sexpo UK

Sexpo, which was on all over the weekend was a combination of exhibition, live entertainment including pole and other exotic dancing, stalls selling various sex related products. A number of very busty, scantily clad porn actresses sat behind desks, signing photos and sometimes emerging from the safety of their stalls to pose for paid for photos. There was also a petting zoo – which apart from a few of the toys was probably the most BDSM related part.  The exhibition was held at London’s main exhibition centre, at the same time as the Good Food Show. Funnily enough few of the people visiting the food show would even have known what was going on next door.

Events like Sexpo bring out an interesting range of people. Those who appear to have wandered in by mistake (though since security was tight that wouldn’t have been the case) and seemed a little bemused, though interested by their surroundings. Then there were people whose entire experience of sex is probably porn films, plus maybe the rubber bottoms (asses) on offer, next the fifty shades generation, dipping their toes into the bigger world of sex toys, corsets, short skirts and rubber / latex. Finally there were just a few people clearly part of the BDSM lifestyle; I only saw a couple of people wearing collars, one or two women wearing little more than a bra, or not even that, then of course there were the pets. But there was no real sign of the kind of people you usually get at alternative markets and fairs. The most bizarre thing we saw was a naked guy who was painting portraits, while people posed, with his penis – I kid you not! I asked Master if dipping your cock in paint and using it as a brush all day would make it sore, he said he thought it would.

I had thought I might buy myself some new item of clothing, but apart from the corsets didn’t see much I wanted, and anyway as Master pointed out I am still in the process of getting to the weight I would like to be. So I ended up buying nothing. Master made a study of various floggers and other implements and we generally looked around, but came away empty handed. It was a fun way to spend an hour or two.

Next we grabbed an early dinner before crossing London to get to the BFI where we had tickets for the 1987 film of sex, lust and obsession – Fatal Attraction. Master had never seen the film before, but I had. In 1987 I was still newly married, and in my mid 20s. It was the kind of film hubby and I went to see during that time, popular, a little raunchy and starring Michel Douglas as Dan. I remember that I found it exciting and just a little scary, since Glenn Close plays such a crazy woman who you didn’t know what she would do next.

Observations in 2015 are that the film still has the suspense that it always did but that it is mystifying to know how Michael Douglas’ character didn’t see through Alex’s (Glenn Close) in the first 10 minutes. 1987 was pretty much the height of the anxiety and near hysteria over AIDS, so I am not sure why Alex was able to get pregnant. I guess though that hollywood didn’t discuss condom use then or practise safe sex. One thing I don’t think I noticed in 1987 was that the two main female characters appeared to wear no underwear at all, but then I notice this kind of thing much more now. I am not really sure that the film has aged well, and certainly Master found it all a little far fetched, especially the scenes where Alex has broken into Dan and Beth’s house and the scene in the bath. Indeed a number of the very small audience found the scene where Alex rises up in the bath, having been ‘drowned’ by Dan hilarious.

Still given the rest of the day – sex and then sexpo, it was probably a fitting film to see.