Sep 292012

Last weekend Harold and I escaped to Victoria, B.C. for an overnight and we stayed in a swanky hotel. Besides room service, the best thing about a nice hotel is how clean everything is. Clean shiny surfaces turn me on, especially if I don’t have to do the cleaning. I also love roaming around the suite naked. Hotels feel anonymous, like I have permission to be wild. For this week’s Sinful Sunday, I am sharing some images of the first 30 minutes of our sexy hotel stay…

Relaxing in the bath

bath reflections

In the shower

Out on the balcony

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Sep 232012

The rain finally started this week in Washington State. Yesterday I was awakened by the loudest clap of thunder I have ever experienced. I sprang into my girlfriend’s arms and snuggled while the rain beat down on the roof. I love it, but the best thing is when rain is followed by rainbows…


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Sinful Sunday

Sep 162012

I’m very lucky to have a lot of support for my blog. Not everyone can be as open as I am about sex blogging. I’m blessed with amazing family members who think that I am doing something valuable and meaningful. Nothing drove this home to me as well as my my mother-in-law cheerfully posing nude for me. She’s a fantastic photographer herself, so it was fun to get her on the other side of the lens. We had a lot of fun. I am so grateful to be able show these images of a beautiful 67 year old woman – because erotic is ageless.

Beautiful and over 60


Amazing body over 60


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Sinful Sunday

Sep 152012

Photo courtesy of @iSlut_ of A Slut’s Memoir 

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Sep 072012

She was filthy rich and liked to spread it around. He came from the wrong side of the tracks. She liked champagne, he kept whiskey in a hip flask. She loved her short skirts, shorter hair, and silk stockings. He didn’t wear much more than wool trousers and his favorite hat. They were both married to other people, but they spoke the same language – love and Jazz…







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Sinful Sunday

Sep 022012

It is mysterious how our jangly energy can eventually come together so strongly. We feel each other acutely. We make love until we flow together, our energies combined. He feels my restless anger. I sense how much my ire invokes his distress, his need to serve and heal. I need magic to deepen our bond before it unravels. He hands me the cane.

I give him my emotion in the form of pain. It is an exchange. He takes my anger and transforms it into something beautiful. I safeguard him, give him a channel for his expression. It is an exchange. I whip the cane hard against his ass, leaving a welt. He lets loose a mighty roar and I rest my hand on his back. He is mine. He can handle this pain because it has a purpose – he is setting me free. It is an exchange. The energy flows from me to him and back again. We have found a place of extreme connection. Each stripe we raise on his ass is alchemy. We are transforming our pain into golden love.


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