Summer Loving

I admit, I hadn't thought of summer as being a particular kink; although living in Scotland, summer is often just a Tuesday afternoon in July or August, so perhaps I've really had sufficient time to consider it properly in that context. It's probably fair to say that, thanks to climate change, even here in Scotland,... Continue Reading →

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TMI Tuesday: June 25, 2019

How many sexual partners do you currently have? None. I counted them twice just to make certain. Do you have any sexy secret kinks you have not told a current lover, and why are you so secretive? A. I don’t want to do my kinks with my current partner B. Partner would be shocked C.... Continue Reading →

Special Places

In a way, this kinds of links back to last week's post. While Friday may have been my birthday, that's not really something that means much to me. I keep track of the passing of the years more through the steadily increasing creaks, aches and pains, along with the greying and thinning of my hair... Continue Reading →

Thalassophillia

In her introduction, Molly admits to the fact that she isn't sure if being a thalassophile is a kink/fetish. I'm not sure either, but the sea has always ben a source of wonder for me. It hasn't always been a source of tranquility. Growing up around coastal/fishing communities taught me a deep respect of how harsh... Continue Reading →

Alfresco

Maybe it's the fact that, for once, we've actually had something that you could call a summer here in Scotland this year, but there is something particularly arousing about the warmth of summer sunshine; feeling its heat sink into you as you languish beneath it. I've long been a fan of fucking alfresco for any... Continue Reading →

Picture This

I first participated in #SinfulSunday, back in January 2015 when I took the plunge and posted this submission. Since then, I have participated on a further 125 occasions. I have also taken part in #FebPhotoFest in both 2017 and 2018. I have also participated in the Twitter hashtag memes #TowelTuesday and #ArseWednesday. All told, to date that is about 285... Continue Reading →

Summer Past

It was the last weekend in August of the long summer between leaving school and starting university. The girl in question and I had already shared a number of firsts and today would be another. We lived near a loch. During the week, I made some extra money by rowing anglers back and forth across its... Continue Reading →

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