#sinfulsunday back in black


Hey!
I’m back!!!

Going to try posting again and do so on a semi regular basis

It’s been a year and much has happened since I moved into the new (rental) house last year

I’ve been able to move more and I’ve lost 14 kilo/ 31lbs and trying to keep this going!!

The title “back in black” is a bit of a joke in that the two pictures I’m posting for sinful Sunday are a lil silly

I posted an edited version on Facebook and Instagram to get people aware that I’m trying to be me and post more

But with all the “omg no nipple!!” Rules on Facebook, I added the black bar with “sorry….. NSFW”

It was a great tease hehe

Now to show the original picture
It’s been very hot in France and I spent a number of days in just a bathing suit… I figured I would take some pictures

Hope you have a great weekend

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Sinful Sunday
so it is easter sunday
i am spiritual instead of religious but i am always big into any excuse to buy candy and tasty things
so i bought lollipops
care for a lick?
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and i bought the larger kinder eggs
what is a pagan holiday without signs of fertility and chocolate!
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sadly you state side folks cant get these cause of choking hazards
the toys inside are fun lol
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and i have dinner in the oven
bought a duck bundle, it is stuffed with farce (minced meat with herbs) and topped with an orange slice
i added hamburgers to the pan, topped those with dried herbs and in all open spaces i added cubes of peeled apple and orange slices
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will serve with salad
hoping my boys enjoy
gatta bring the magic out when there is a holiday

Two way mirror #SinfulSunday


today is the first sunday of the month and that means that there is a theme to be followed, Molly has chosen “shallow depth of field” and i love this sort of challenge

as always sinful sunday is about the image but i am sorry to say i was inspired friday night and wrote a small bit of simple/soft erotica… by small i mean a word count of 1935 after editing a bit here and there… opps

but so fun, i hope you enjoy the image at the end of this post

i tried to fit the image to the theme of “shallow depth of field” and was happy to have TinMan as my model

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Sinful Sunday
Two way mirror:

Alice went through the looking glass and saw many sights, some where horrors to be reckoned with and some of great delight but through it all, the dream of madness was not strong enough to hold her long.

In the real world we have our own looking glass, the normal mirror that shows only ourselves and the mirror of two ways that lets us see an aspect of ourselves through the actions of others… to watch as they watch themselves.

I want to watch you, to have you know that at any point I am on the other side of the mirror but to have you question if I have stayed at all…

To see you perform for me, a set of instructions given before I take my seat behind the glass…

Telling you to act as if the mirror is just that, your reflection.. I want you to pretend that all you see is a normal room, a normal you becoming my lovely performer.

I want you to walk in and get ready for sleep.

To sit before the mirror and run your hands over your face, your fingers through your hair to brush off the stress of the day.

Remove your watch and empty your pockets into the tray in front of the mirror, empty yourself of the outside world that is now behind you.

Fiddle with the radio, play something that will relax you and melt away the tension from work.

Stand and unbutton your shirt, placing it on the back of the chair, remove your shoes and socks that have walked your feet tired.

Take off your pants and hang them over the arm of the chair but leave your sex covered…

Fall back onto the bed, mostly naked, an arm behind your head and breathe a heavy sigh of relaxation as you sink down in comfort.

Reach your hand to your groin, massage yourself through the material and relax deeper.

Always angling towards the mirror but trying not to watch, keep it visible from the corner of your eye, you know I want to see your cock becoming harder and your nipples reacting to the chill in the room.

You know I want you to be excited but in a lazy way, to think over your day… the pretty girl at lunch, bending over to grab her drink from the machine or maybe the handsome lad that was flung into you as the train shifted along the tracks and pressed tight against you while the rest of the crowd found their balance.

Think of the walk to my special hotel, the sweet smile and knowing eyes of the woman at the front desk, her tight professional skirt, her white blouse that showed her small but beautiful curves as she leans forward to give you the key to your room.

Touch yourself and try to forget that I am there on the other side of the glass, watching you…

Slip yourself out of the last of your clothing and masturbate for me…

Slow, keep it slow, I want it to last and you know this… my instructions were clear about my desires.

Crawl to the other side of the bed and get the lube, apply it to your hands and feel how smooth it makes your strokes feel… up and down, up and down.

Lazy strokes…

Dry your hand on the small towel and reach for the timer, set it for five minutes, apply more lube to your hands and lay back down.

This time you know to stroke faster but not to cum, you know I want you to behave but I want you to stay on the edge… when the timer sounds you force yourself to stop, no matter how good it feels.

You know your task is to lay there, breathe, calm, hands off your cock while it throbs and soon you will start again.

A knock at the door surprises you “room service” calls a gentle voice…

You know the rules of this hotel, you are here for sexual experiences but in general the hotel is designed to be nudist friendly…

Feeling a bit nervous, awkward but excited, you wrap a towel around your hips, trying to keep your cock under control and open the door.

She comes in with a tray and brushes past you, close enough to make you need to get a better grip on the towel as her ass presses your thigh while fitting past you through the door frame.

Setting the tray down in front of the mirror and turning back to you as you are waiting, the still slightly open door.

She stalks up to you with an air of confidence that is exciting and strains the towel.

Her hands are cool as she runs them down your chest to rest on the hand holding your towel in place.

She come closer and you smell her perfume, faint with a touch of musk and red fruits.

Looking up with mock disapproval “this is where you give me a tip but you don’t seem to have any pockets” she says while reaching round to firmly grip your ass.

Tugging on the towel, she tries to remove it from your grip and you look into the mirror and then back to her.

Your hesitation gives her the time for the towel to hit the floor and your cock springs to attention as she inspects you.

“Ah now this is a tip I would enjoy” before you can think she has closed the door by pressing you against it and lowers herself to her knees with your cock in her hands.

Her mouth is warm as she takes you in, a hand slips to your balls to control how deep she sucks.

A moan escapes your throat and once again you are on the edge but this, to your knowledge, is not in the script and you look back to the mirror for a sign but all you see is your reflection as your hand wraps through her hair while she bobs up and down on your cock… up and down.

Getting more excited for reasons beyond receiving a blow job, each lick of her tongue up your shaft or tug on your balls has you closer to the edge.

She can tell when it is time to stop and she tightens her grip on your sack while teasing the tip but she pulls back and stands, leaving you more frustrated than before.

Her fingers reach out and grip your chin, she brings you close for a long kiss, her body pressed tight to yours, her hand still massaging your balls.

Breaking the kiss and whispering into your lips “you have never met Her have you..” half question, half statement but kisses you again before you could think to respond.

Moving her hand to your cock she whispers again, “she will enjoy you, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow and she will drink every drop of passion you have to give”, massaging your shaft with skill, you moan again from the attention and her words.

“Take my advice and don’t cum while you are staying in this room, wait till you are at work tomorrow. I know the words say to cum before the mirror but hold back, the reward will be worth it.”

In a louder voice she tells you to sit on the bed and you do as you are told, it is not that you are normally submissive but this is prat of the experience you have been told to explore.

Quivering with anticipation and confusion, you watch her and try to ignore your reflection in the mirror.

She kicks off her shoes and tells you to fully face the mirror, you adjust your position as she walks in front of you.

She lifts up her skirt, little by little to tease you and show off the tops of her thigh high stockings, the tails of the garter belt holding them in place… higher and you see the short hairs of her sex but no panties to block the view.

Your cock is wet with precum and she takes the towel that you used earlier to drape over your cock to make a very nice tent between your legs.

Climbing onto the bed, one of her legs on either side of your thighs, she lowers herself and dances her hips slowly over the towel… she is close enough to move the towel over your cock in slow, small movements.

Rocking to the music on the radio, she slides down your lap so that your cock is barely covered and she is sitting on your thighs, the clips from her garter belt slightly scratching your skin.

Looking in your eyes, she asks if you want your cock inside of her, you nod and she reaches into her bra to pull out a condom, sliding back to sit on your knees and uses both her hands to slip it over you.

Letting the towel fall to the floor, climbing higher to dance over your cock again, then teasing down so your tip enters between her lips, slowly going down further and further.

You let her set the pace and try to hold back, looking once at the mirror but the smack of her hand across your face shocks you back to your senses and focus on her eyes again… excited but reminded why you are there.

Keeping the sexual tension high, her thrusts slow but deep, it isn’t long before she stops, your cock inside of her as she holds still and keeps her eyes on yours.

Starting again but going faster and faster… then stopping again.

Just when you are ready to take control and say fuck the rules, the phone rings and she pushes you back so you are laying on the bed while she straddles you and climbs up your chest so her wet pussy is over your face.

Taking the initiative, you pull her down over your mouth to lick and suck while she answers the phone, your mind lost in the feel of her sex on your face, enjoying that she is rocking back and forth over your mouth as she talks.

Ending the call with a “Yes Ma’am” grinding down as she hangs up the phone, fucking your face, giving instructions to insert a finger in her pussy while you lick her clit.

Rocking faster until an orgasm rips through her and covers your face in her cum, after a moment she climbs off your face and tells you lower her skirt and make her look presentable.

She walks to the door and you follow behind but before you can be a gentleman and reach for the handle, she tells you to face the door with your hands on the wood and your ass out towards her.

“Spread your legs more” she says and as you comply, expecting to be spanked, she surprises you by reaching between your legs and grabbing your sack.

Confused as to what will happen next, you try to relax and that is when you feel her hand hit your ass, the sound exciting you as much as the pain.

She lets go and stands, reaching for the door knob she turns you and kisses your lips, whispering “remember, don’t cum, masturbate long and enjoy but… don’t… cum…”

Louder she tells you “eat, drink” waving back to the mirror and the tray “and remember, tomorrow is another day.”

With that she leaves and you are alone with your thoughts as you look at the mirror.

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not so clear #SinfulSunday


As with all sunday’s, it is about the image

today’s image is brought to you via my travels in london

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I was sad to have missed seeing Molly and a number of other friends at the Sexpo

but one can only do so much while playing tour guide to TinMan

it was fun showing him off to the few people I knew

as well as a giggle to be able to talk about his cock, sexual interests and say he is one of my models for my blog to random or semi random stranger

if he was blushing, you couldn’t tell

I hope to bring him to more events in he future

so todays picture is rather innocent

we had been in the hotel, very small, very basic but clean and new

if you don’t have the fan on, the humidity from the shower fogs up the window in the room

while getting dressed I realized

mmmmm foggy window!!! MUST TAKE PICTURE!!

yes my brain is a bit of a silly one

but how could I resist a chance to show off my breasts

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in one form or another

thus this picture was created

breasts out

nipples on glass

hands just to each side

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purely for giggles

no time for sex against the window

though I have done that

I enjoy a bit of exhibitionism

but only just a bit

I am rather shy

no really

I am

oh shut up!

I can just hear you through the screen

few believe I am shy or innocent in any way

but I am

so :p

typing this on the train from stanstead

having just dropped off TinMan

miss him already

but I teased as he was leaving

said I was going to go straight to my next lover

the look on his face was priceless

I explained that my next lover was in fact

a book

I bought a few at the sexpo

but I put those in his bag to take back for me

so shopping time!

I love to read

I hope your sunday is going well and you are up to some naughty fun

for more details on my point of view from the sexpo

more blogs later this week

Back in the race #SinfulSunday #ScavengerHunt


as always

sinful sunday is about the image

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Sinful Sunday

 

went with my kids and a certain sexy man…to the car show and race being held in Angouleme

spent a lovely day …can’t think… sexy man is discra…distract…yeah he is being sexy

so… car race
old cars
tons

tank like thing
he didnt think i could climb in but HAHHHHA i could

made sure the owner knew ahead of time what i wanted to do
ya know, cause i am polite and it is fun whispering to a good looking guy that i soon plan to expose my nipples
😀

so… two pictures that show me in the lovely repaired vehicle
in the middle of town
with tons of people around hahah

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and one picture of the vehicle alone

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night folks, off to be with sexy man

E.B. Starpointer

erotic author and sex-positive male commentator

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