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#AtoZChallenge – J is for Jet & Horse Jump (a Throwback Thursday!)

I got off work later than expected; the sky was cloudy and grey. When I got home, Allan, my photographer friend, texted me: I’ll come by and grab you, if we’re quick, we might still make it. “It” was trying to get a Scavenger Hunt that I have wanted to get for – literally – years: airplane. Or, in the vernacular of the A to Z Challenge: J is for Jet. And we did make it. J is for Jet It’s a real Navy jet, one of those jets they fly in air shows, doing tricks in the air. Of course it’s a bit grounded now. I was pretty proud of us. Just behind where I am standing, on the other side of the jet, is a woman napping. And just behind us the other way, barely visible through the shrubbery, is a security guard. But we must have lookedRead more …

#AtoZChallenge – I is for Indecent

Viper wanted me to do dishes in just my top the other morning. He thought it would be naughty and scandalously indecent for me to be traipsing around with my bottom hanging out in their kitchen, in front of their big picture windows (ok so the windows face their backyard, but, you get the idea.) He didn’t realize my blouse came down over my butt. So, not so scandalous. I felt sorry for him not getting to see my butt, so I gave him a little flash. Brigit of Brigit Writes has posed the question for the Erotic Journal Challenge, “What make you feel sexy?” I’d have to say being a little “indecent” hits my sexy button pretty hard. Showing a little too much leg, wearing a dress cut down to “there” in front or back, material that clings to all my curves suggestively. A lacy bra showing under aRead more …

#AtoZChallenge – G is for Green (and So is #SinfulSunday)

I’m cheating a little: I missed “F” on Saturday in the #AtoZChallenge, and today is not supposed to be a letter day according to the official calendar, but this week is a theme day for Sinful Sunday, and it just happens that the theme is the letter G, so… long story short, I’m doing my G post for the #AtoZChallenge on Sunday instead of Monday. There’s a perfectly valid reason I missed Saturday – I was with Adam all day and Viper all night; consciously choosing to spend less time with both makes the time I do spend with them very focused – on being present with them, on paying attention to how we spend our time, whether it’s spent curled up napping on the couch with the dog, or playing a game of Pass the Pigs in which points = whacks with the implement of the winner’s choice. (IRead more …

#SOSS – The Mid-February, February Photofest Edition

Feb 17, 2019 | Posted by in #SOSS, 2019 February Photofest, Memes & Prompts | 8

I haven’t done a lot of #SOSS (Share Our Shit Saturday) posts, to my own disappointment in myself. There’s no such thing as “too busy” to promote other writers’ hard work, excellent writing and beautiful photography – except when there just isn’t time. I really wanted to change that this month though. So this month, as I have been able, I have been saving images that have particularly struck me from the February Photofest posts. Ultimately, I’d like to mention at least one from every one of the almost-forty (40!) participants.┬áIn the interests in getting this posted this weekend though (I wanted to get it done Saturday, but couldn’t manage it) I’ll have to post only my first half. Forty is a lot of people putting out some gorgeous, titillating, tantalizing, sensual and sexy images every day. Really, you need to go see yourself if you haven’t already. Here areRead more …

February 14 – Cold Day by the Lake

Feb 14, 2019 | Posted by in 2019 February Photofest, Everyday Jade | 5

I have discovered Pixl! This was at the end of our adventure day. I was bundled up next to him in the car, drowsy, satisfied with our day’s ramble. Happy to be sharing this time with him, sharing a mutual interest. A lake by the highway attracted our attention. “I want to take pictures of you by the lake,” he said. We had to double-back to get to it. And there were more cars there than either of us had expected. It was cold. But I couldn’t resist his grin. It was such a beautiful day. Clear, bright, the sunlight like shards of glass, reflecting, prismatic. The sound of geese in the air. The breeze so very cold on exposed skin, on the rings below. It was a good ending to the day.  

February 11 – Pain as Pleasure

I wanted to write about this topic for Prompt 5 of Brigit Delaney’s Erotic Journal Challenge, “Hurt,” but I’m me so of course I waited too long and the link-up is closed. I’ll link you to it anyway (click the icon below) so you can read what other people wrote. There’s some powerful, heart-wrenching, and incredibly brave writing out there. People really suck sometimes. But that’s not the only way to be hurt sexually. I’m talking about “good” hurt, obviously. And if you’ve read here for any length of time, you know that pain, for me and a lot of people, can be pleasurable, or can lead to pleasure. After play tonight that started with the above picture, V and I talked about our beginnings in BDSM. And I commented on having to ask my then-husband to hurt me. At the time, he was okay dabbling in rope, spanking meRead more …

February 7 – Why TBT is So Damned Hard

Feb 7, 2019 | Posted by in 2019 February Photofest, Life Before, Scavenger Hunt | 3

I can’t claim this as a Scavenger Hunt because, frankly, I didn’t see “Blackberry Bramble” as a location, nor could I think of anything more generic to claim it as. So, you know, it’s a gimme. It looks like a Scavenger Hunt, but really it’s just me flashing my titties for Adam and Warren’s amusement in a public place. But if I am going to do these “Throwback Thursday” posts, I really have to include this one. Why? Because of the pure joy in these pictures. The happiness. I look at these pictures and I am transported back to that hot summer day… And then, I am boomeranged back to now. No wonder it’s so fucking hard to look at these.

February 4 – Self-Care

I had a totally different idea of the image I was going to post today – another one from my Saturday adventuring with Allan – but then I ended up here, alone, experiencing the after-effects of the event we’d just been at and the choices I make in living the way I do. Text messages, when I might prefer loving hands, skin on skin, a warm body and arms holding me. Adam, via text, moments ago: “I think we have gotten to bedtime. Love you!” And Viper, moments later: “Gonna go ahead and say goodnight…” And I am here, alone because I choose to be, but also alone because I can’t pick and choose when to be alone. Sometimes, when I don’t wanna be…here I am. But it’s not as bad as it has been before. Sub-drop is not quite as hard; I’ve learned to manage as an only. AsRead more …

Pondering February Photofest

If you’ve been around the sex blogging blogosphere for long, or around here for long, you’ve no doubt run across the meme that Molly of Molly’s Daily Kiss hosts every February: February Photofest. It is no small undertaking, and it has grown exponentially since she first started it. I have participated every year since the beginning except 2015. In fact, the last photo I took for W was one for the meme while I was separated from him by work commitments – the night before his first stroke, the one that put him in the hospital and was the beginning of the end. February Photofest is so many things for so many people. It is a celebration, it is a learning experience, it is a chance to explore or to push boundaries. Sometimes, for me, it was a way to connect across the miles with W, as when I wasRead more …

The Hidden Power of Lingerie

Jan 29, 2019 | Posted by in Lingerie is for Everyone, Memes & Prompts | 4

I wish I’d gotten the full – undressed – version of this outfit, instead of just this snap at a restaurant we went to after the play party – because the whole ensemble was chosen specifically to showcase the lingerie beneath. Instead, all I have is this little glimpse… I love lingerie, and was so excited when I saw it is the topic of a new weekly meme. I can’t imagine that I will write – or take pictures – for it every week; like wearing lingerie, writing for (or primping for) the prompt will probably be more of a deliberate treat, something I think about, plan for, and look forward to. Like this past Saturday. This was the full outfit. I’d picked it out especially to show off the black bra (and the black lace panties you can’t see.) It was a play party I was dressing up for,Read more …