I learned to crotchet and knit as a child. I have been creating things with my hands ever since. When we were preparing for our voyage I found this wool in Spotlight (the crafters heaven). I decided instead of making a simple rug for chilly nights I designed and created a mermaid tail for both myself and Mr Jones (His is green and blue) With the leftover wool I made myself this cute top.
The huge granite boulders on a deserted Magnetic Island beach seemed the perfect place to model them.
For an added challenge we were invited to include the lyrics of a song into our entry.
I chose a song, wrote my piece (it was more than the 200 word suggested limit) and then went to the world of no internet for about four days. So I missed the deadline. But, lucky you guys, you still get to read it. I hope you enjoy.
“Good morning,” Keith greeted her from behind the coffee machine. “How is my favourite girl today?” Lesley smiled as she donned her apron.
“Looks like another busy day,” she gestured around the café. A week ago the place was packed with holiday makers. Today a few locals wandered in to collect their morning brew on their way to work.
“Well you know how it is.” Keith shrugged, “Everyone wants to go to the beach when it is hot but as soon as the weather turns…”
Lesley made herself a cup of coffee and sat in the corner to read the paper before her shift officially started. In the corner the Jukebox played.
Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
Unbidden memories came to her mind of a man she had met a month ago. The locals always made a point of avoiding tourists. Somehow this one had gotten past her defences.
I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
She had noticed him from the moment he walked into the café. Tall, confident. His presence filled the room. Later she watched him playing cricket on the beach with his friends. His skin glistened as he struck the ball. The crotch of her swimsuit was damp, and not just from sweat.
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Later that night he walked into the bar where she sat with her friends. Their eyes met and suddenly he was beside her, buying a drink. The rest of the night was a blur of cocktails, dancing, flirting and fucking in the alley outside the bar.
Remember how you made me crazy
Remember how I made you scream
They had spent every night together. She loved to tease him, stroking his cock until he was hard then skipping away out of his reach. He would return the favour by stroking her pussy until she felt the head and warmth building and then leave her hanging, gasping for release. He would hold her wrists together and look into her eyes;
“Wait,” he would say.
Then he would bury his face into her cunt as if he were a man starving. Orgasm after orgasm would shudder through her body until she was pushing his face away, but he would press harder bringing her to climax again and again.
Out on the road today
I saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac
A little voice inside my head said
“Don’t look back you can never look back”
Lesley knew what would happen. His holiday would end, he would leave, and she would be a notch on his belt. The chick who filled his bed during his vacation. She knew that he wasn’t losing sleep about her. She had gone out and rekindled a relationship with an ex to try and get him out of her head. “The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else”. It was fun and it made her feel a little better until some stupid song made her remember.
The song finished as she drained the last of her coffee. Lesley straightened her apron and got ready to work.
A few years ago on a short visit to the Whitsunday Islands The Unicorn, Mr Jones and I did a bushwalk in the rainforest. The Unicorn took a lot of pictures of small rainforest creatures. I used one of those images on my phone. The ant in the picture is edible tasting a little like a green sour lolly which is something we learned when The Unicorn was small and so is a part of our history.
2. What does your favorite coffee mug or tea cup look like? Post a pic.
When I am at home I have a cup that was given to me by a student. Primary school teachers always get a lot of presents at Christmas but as a high school teacher gifts are a bit hit and miss. I am not one of the cool teachers and so I treasure the few gifts I get.
3. Tell us about a regional food favorite of yours that you think the world simply must try.
I would say Vegemite but I think that most people know about that and have very strong opinions. For the record Marmite (the UK version) and Promite (the New Zealand Version) are NOT the same and cannot be substituted.
The food that the world should embrace is a meat pie. Chunky steak to be precise. Every town in Australia has a bakery that boasts award winning pies. Not all of them are that great but you can tell a good one when you eat it.
4. How often do you journal?
Journalling is a new thing for me. I started about two weeks ago. I still haven’t gotten my head around sitting down every day and emptying my thoughts but I am working on it.
5. How often do you blog?
Sporadically. Usually around 2 – 3 times per week. Not having a fixed routine is a little disruptive but hey that is just an excuse.
Bonus: Does your blog act as your journal?
No. But sometimes yes. I actually have a separate blog for journaling. As I said in Question 4 it is a new thing and I am still developing the habit. Persistence is the key.
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I have posted before about travellingboob. As our voyage as progressed Mr Jones has been as keen to keep up the content as myself. Often he suggests doing a “boob photo” and likes to hold the camera. I think he is starting to get the idea of angles and placement. I am getting better at explaining what is in my mind.
While the images appearing on Twitter look great (in my opinion) there are those that don’t make the cut. Usually because they show a bit of belly. Something I am incredibly self conscious about. Today we went to the beach and took some shots. After explaining my idea to Mr Jones and testing some angles we took some shots. I chose the one I liked the best and tweeted it. As I was reading the Sinful Sunday roundup for this week I was struck by several posts that featured imperfect bodies as they are. I am on a long journey towards accepting my body as it is and then believing people who tell me it is beautiful. I am getting there but I have a way to go.
Inspired by these posts I saw my image today and didn’t cringe completely. That is progress right?
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If you were to “recreate” the early days of your favourite sexy relationship, what would they look like? Would you change anything?
Both Mike from Marriage, Sex and More and Rebel from Rebel’s Notes commented to me that they found Question 8 challenging. I must admit that I felt the same way, but I was more challenged by this question. When I reflected about my potential answers, I realised that my favourite sexy relationship is often the most recent. I think it is human nature to want what you cannot have rather than appreciate what is easily available. And so, when a sexual partner becomes unavailable the amount of pleasure you remember having with them is increased.
This was definitely the case with Pet. For a long time after he departed from my life, I was always looking back at what we had and hoping to find someone equal to him. While we did some amazing stuff, and I had a very enjoyable time over quite a long period if I was honest there were times that were not perfect. Particularly towards the end of our time together I knew it was winding down and becoming routine. I remember thinking after one encounter that our relationship was reaching the end of its shelf life. Yet when he pulled the pin unexpectedly with no explanation it was suddenly the best sexy relationship ever had.
The same sort of thing happened with JB. I absolutely loved being part of his awakening and giving him the opportunity to experience things he had only fantasised about for so long. He was a very caring and generous lover. But again, after a time I knew my attention was going to wane and again he withdrew unexpectedly and suddenly, and I was left feeling like I had been deprived.
As time goes by and new people enter your life the old people who have departed fade into the background. The same applies with sexual relationships. The best sex is the sex you are having now with the person you are with. For me anyway. I know that there is bad sex and I have had plenty of that but somehow, I still feel that connection with the last lover as if they are the best. From a biological point of view, I can understand there is probably some body chemistry that makes you feel this way. It is nature’s way of tricking you into staying with your mate long enough to raise the offspring you are creating.
So, what does all this have to do with the question? Everything and nothing. I guess the short answer is that I don’t have an exact favourite or, rather, they are all favourites. Would I change any of them? Probably not. They have all been experiences and that is what this lifestyle is about for me.
A while back I wrote a story about a particularly slutty young woman named Lucy. The initial scenario came from the mind of Mr Jones. However while I was in bed with Mr Jones and The Second Mate I thought of another adventure for this slutty little Miss.
Sunshine poured through the hatch of Lucy’s cabin, illuminating her breasts. A cool breeze caressed her skin causing her nipple to pucker. Still sleepy she squirmed, trying to pull the blankets back over her body. But as she tugged, she was met with resistance. Confused she opened her eyes to find the Second Mate standing at the end of her bed.
“The captain has requested that you be prepared,” he stated.
Lucy frowned in confusion, “Prepared for what?”
“The crew.” The Second mate bent down and caressed her skin with the back of his fingertips. With a sigh Lucy arched her back towards his caress. He leaned down and she felt the heat of his breath above her nipple. She pressed herself upwards towards his lips, but he pulled back so that his lips caressed her like a feather.
“Not now,” the second mate was all business. He pushed her legs apart so that he could caress her clit with his fingers. Again, she arched towards him. Again, he withdrew. Lucy sighed in frustration. The Second Mate grinned. There were days when he really enjoyed his job. “Up you get,” He tickled the bottom of Lucy’s foot. Lucy groaned and hauled herself out of bed to face the day.
Thirty minutes later she was on the front deck dressed as instructed. The Second Mate was waiting. A flicker of something in his eyes told her he was impressed as she sashayed past; or was that the bulge in his pants? Either way, she brushed past him, pausing just enough for him to view her cleavage that was barely contained by her tiny bikini top. His hand gripped her arse.
“These will have to come off,” He gripped the waistband of her panties and pulled them down over her butt cheeks. He allowed his fingers to slide down the slit between her cheeks and graze the wetness that was already building. She arched her back to display her pussy, hoping that he would slide his finder inside her. She was disappointed.
“Good things come to those who wait,” The Second Mate guided her to the front of the yacht. He took a rope and bound her wrists to the front furler. She stood bracing herself against the movement of the yacht on the ocean. A breeze lifted her skirt and tickled her pussy reminding her of the light teasing caresses of The Second Mate earlier that morning. She pressed her thighs together.
“Keep your knees apart,” The Second Mate pushed her knees open. His hand rested on her bare arse cheek. Lucy arched her back hoping to feel his strong fingers caress her. Again, he slid his fingers down into her wetness stroking her hard clit until her breathing came harder in her throat and then suddenly removing the source of her pleasure. She gave a little whimper and looked at him,
“Please,” she whimpered.
He grinned, “Nope. The Captain will be along shortly.”
Lucy heard the sound of footsteps on the deck. He pussy clamoured for attention. Her knees pressed together before she felt The Second Mate’s hands pressing her knees apart. A second pair of hands gripped her hips, and she felt a familiar pressure against her hungry cunt. The captain slid his cock into her hungry pussy.
“Someone is wet this morning,” The Captain’s voice was hot in her ear.
Lucy nodded, “Always sir,” she said as he began thrusting, slowly at first. Lucy bucked her hips, impatient to be pounded. She wanted all of the cock and she wanted it now.
“Such a greedy girl,” The Captain commented. “I wonder if such a greedy girl needs to learn to be patient?” The Captain asked.
“Please no,” Lucy begged. Juice was running down her thighs and she could see the other crew standing back, waiting.
The Captain pounded her pussy for a few moments, grunting in satisfaction. The deck area filled with the sound of his belly slapping against Lucy’s bare ass and her cries of pleasure. Without warning he withdrew leaving her exposed, legs splayed wide, whimpering to be filled with cock. The breeze caressed her wet cunt.
“Such a greedy girl,” The Captain repeated, patting her smooth round butt. He beckoned to the First Mate. “This greedy girl needs a pounding,” he instructed, “See that she is not disappointed.”
The First Mate stepped forward to slide his cock into Lucy’s hungry pussy. He pounded her hard before emptying his load over her arse. “Such a good girl,” he gasped, “Thank you,”
The Second Mate stood beside Lucy with his hand resting on her shoulder. He offered her a sip of water and whispered in her ear,
“You are so fucking hot right now,”
Lucy grinned at him in response. “You know what I like,” she responded.
The Second Mate nodded. He beckoned another crew member to take his turn. It never ceased to amaze him how many cocks she could take. As man after man took his place and covered her body with cum, he was attentive, making sure she had water to drink and cleaning each load of cum from her. When he knew she was tiring he waved away the remaining hopefuls and released her bonds.
“I want more,” she protested as he led her away to her cabin.
“You will have more,” he said with a familiar glint in his eye, “The Captain and I are not finished with you yet.
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1. Does your sex life need some fantasy? What kind of fantasy?
Tonight I feel as if I have been living a fantasy for the last few days. I am not exactly all sexed OUT but I am certainly sexed UP. Thank you Second Mate and Mr Jones. You have been awesome.
2. What is eroticism for you?
Many things. It can be a look. It can be the words whispered in your ear and sometimes it is laughing because your husband is struggling to video you peeing over the side of the boat.
3. You are invited to a kink party, will you go?
Erm yes!! I would be offended if I wasn’t invited.
4. Your lover has tied your naked body down. What do you want to happen next? a. You get tickled mercilessly b. You are covered in whip cream and people lick the cream entirely from your naked body c. Bind, blind, and tease your erogenous zones with an ice cube, feather, candle wax, tongue, etc. d. A sex toy is used to penetrate you to orgasm
I am going with C. Although I am not sure about the ice cube. Although in the last few days D has been more my experience.
5. In your sex life, do you go along with whatever your partner wants and needs or when necessary do you handle things to make sure you have thrilling sex?
I am a lot more compliant and tend to go along with what my partner suggests most of the time. It has led to some very exciting experiences.
Bonus: When is the last time you purchased a sex toy? What did you buy? Was it purchased online or at a store?
I purchased a small massager just before we left on our voyage. Like all my sex toys I purchase online. Unless you count the rope I purchased at Bunnings in Cairns!!
I posted a while back about a fascination with men with large hands. Currently Mr Jones and I have taken on board a Second Mate. The duties of the Second Mate include helping with sailing stuff, washing dishes, tidying and servicing the sexual needs of the First Mate (AKA Gemma!!).
I spent a delicious day being pleasured by The Second Mate in all manner of ways. I am happy to report his hands are big and well skilled.
This week Brigit chose the theme of Independence in line with US Independence day. In Australia we don’t exactly celebrate a day like this because, well, technically we haven’t severed ties with the mother country yet. Anyway this piece is only loosely associated with theme but I know you will forgive me.
The sun warmed her face as they pulled into the bay. Everything looked perfect; clear water, white sand, the soft sound of waves washing gently on shore. She was impatient as they anchored. The water beckoned. As soon as the chain was down and things settled she stripped away her clothing. Sunscreen and other mundane things flew out of her mind. Nothing mattered except the feel of the cool, clear water on her skin.
It was everything she expected. A feeling of complete freedom as the sea caressed her naked body. With long lazy strokes she struck out for the huge granite boulders that lined one side of the bay. Before she reached them she saw him standing on top of one of the rocks. His body outlined against the sunshine. She watched as he launched, arching in a perfect dive to cleave the water.
Unexpectedly he surfaced next to her. Water beaded on his face and shoulders and his deep brown eyes pierced into hers. Neither of them spoke, but she could feel the tension. With small movements she moved closer to him until she was almost touching him.
Then she felt his hand. Sliding between her thighs, pressing into her slit. The whole time his eyes bored into hers. Her fingers clenched his shoulder as his penetrated her. Teasing out her desire. She felt his cock against her leg. Hot in the coolness of the water. Her legs wrapped around his waist and his hands gripped her hips as he guided his cock into her.
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Once upon a time a sex toy retailer contacted a sex blogger about doing a product review. The sex blogger was very excited to be asked because she liked the opportunity to try out some toys that she hadn’t used before but she was worried because she was travelling and didn’t have a fixed address which made it difficult to deliver a physical product. The sex toy reviewer reassured the sex blogger that it didn’t matter and encouraged the sex blogger to choose a product.
So the sex blogger went to Sohimi.com and chose a clitoral sucking vibrator from the website. The blogger was excited to try this type of Female Masturbator because it seemed more than the standard vibrator. Having a clit sucker that she could control seemed very appealing. Sohimi seemed like a great company and their prices were very competitive. The thing that bothered the sex blogger was that it seemed to be a US company which meant that delivery to Australia could take a while. The sex blogger had ordered some T-shirts from a US company earlier in the year and it had taken over six weeks for them to arrive. The Sex Blogger needn’t have worried really with forwarding and travelling the item still arrived much faster than the T-shirts!
The packaging was very discrete and the box was sturdy enough to keep the new sucking vibrator very safe. First impressions were good. The material that the vibrator was made of felt smooth and luxurious. The blogger was very intrigued by the sucking mechanism which on the first setting seemed soft but eight different settings of increasing intensity meant the right setting for each individual could be found.
In addition to sucking; the masturbator can also be used as a vibrator. The controls for the vibration intensity and patterns are separate from the sucking controls meaning any vibrating pattern can be used in conjunction with any sucking intensity. In total there are nine different vibrating patterns which can be used in conjunction with any sucking intensity.
The controls for vibrating are separate from the control for sucking. Both are easy to find and light up meaning they can be found in the dark. It is easy to change the settings while the toy is in use because the buttons are also raised making them easy to find and distinguish. The sucking head can be used both on the clitoris and on the G-spot. The angle of the head is flexible allowing it to be adjusted to different angles which adds to its versatility.
Later that night the sex blogger used her new toy. It was a very different sensation but the sucking alone on her clitoris was enough to push her to the edge. The sex blogger is very sensitive and the gentle sucking was very pleasant. With added vibrations it was just right for her.
The next night the sex blogger had a friend to visit. He was excited to play with her and the new toy. He enjoyed playing with the different settings and trying different combinations in different positions. The blogger found applying the sucker to her G spot with a little pressure on her pubis from the outside created an amazing sensation which resulted in some squirting. Squirting is not a new thing for the sex blogger but the toy was definitely effective in helping her achieve this.
One negative that The Sex Blogger’s friend noticed was the the flexible head didn’t stand up to pressure well and bent easily to a different shape when it was pressed against the Sex Blogger’s Vagina. He felt it was great to be able to adjust the angle but in some ways a more rigid toy would be better. However this could reduce the versatility of the toy.
The vibrator is light and easy to store and the magnetic USB charger is very convenient. Additionally the vibrator only takes an hour to fully charge. The charge lasts for over an hour of use.
The toy is fully waterproof and mostly easy to clean however the Sex Blogger is careful to use a cotton swab or cue tip to clean out the sucking mechanism as this could be a place where fluids and moisture could build up.
Overall the Sex blogger is very happy with her new toy and is looking forward to more sessions with it. She is definitely interested in investigating some of the other products from Sohimi.com
This review was solicited by Sohimi and the product for review was provided free of charge.
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