Defining Delilah

Boobs :)

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Mon, 13 Feb 2012 13:10:00 +0000


Feeling myself up ;)

Tonight on twitter I was talking about my body and how altering it makes me feel more comfortable in my skin. Punching holes in my skin in the form of piercings makes me feel more at home in this body. This rebellious, frustrating and demanding body.

Tonight I am pretty at peace in my skin, at home with my metal additions, my coloured hair, my eyes that are neither blur nor green and my delightfully bouncy breasts.

I have started enjoying having a larger set of breasts, enjoying their squishy texture, the incredible soft skin, how sensitive my nipples have become since I got my nipples adorned with piercings 2 years ago.

Something about dashing down a set of stairs and looking down to see your own breasts bouncing is delightful (so long as I am wearing a supportive bra of course) catching men and women sneaking a look (and catching Eli not sneaking a look but rather blatantly staring down my top at the shops the other evening) the feeling of taking off a bra and the natural movement.

I have caught myself feeling them up on occasion .. just because they are fun to play with, just to squeeze and jiggle.

In short boobs are awesome.. and mine are rather fine examples.

I am learning to love this body of mine, it is the only one I have and I have it for my whole life. Its going to take me a long freaking time to love my thighs which are an insecurity from high school or my butt which honestly I am just glad is behind me so I cant see it that often.

But my squishy sensational boobs, my awesomely coloured hair, my various metal adornments are making the process easier.

Bit of a silly post to break my hiatus but I felt the need to write and this is what came out.

XOXO

Delilah

2012

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 12:59:00 +0000

Anna Inside Me

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Thu, 20 Oct 2011 11:29:00 +0000

Via Tumblr

I lie in bed with Anna, Arthur has gracefully made his exit to I believe answer the phone its all a bit fuzzy to be honest.

My old faithful (now dead) purple bullet vibe pressed hard against clit, Annas fingers pressed inside my pussy. I had asked if she wants to feel me cum.

Up and up my body winds, closer and closer, clenching and shuddering around her fingers.

I am not sure what is more the distracting, the heat and waves of sensation from my clit or the look of awe and wonder on Annas face as she feels my body ripple around her fingers. The look on her face is delicious, I could watch her all day.

Over and over I get close, but not quite there, frustrated whimpers escape my throat but I resist giving up as I would if on my own, at home I just try another day. Despite her wrist cramping and I am sure her fingers going tingly her her eyes are so very wide with wonder.

Finally I give in and demand Arthur bring me fresh batteries, old faithful sucked a lot of juice.

A small break for conversation, my body tingles and is swollen to the touch, so over sensitive, nipples and clit aching and pulsing with my heartbeat.

From the second I place the vibe back on my clit the extra power is awesome, I jolt, my body braces and gathers, waves of pleasure growing, Anna gasps as I clamp down hard on her fingers, my body rocking and then I lose control, my tingly numb fingers dropping the vibe, it clatters against the well used lube bottle on the bed, my thighs quivering, body shaking, a whimper or a squeak escaping my lips, her fingers pressing against my gspot as I shake.

Finally I lie still, we are both glistening with sweat, our breathing takes so long to quiet, Anna is massaging her poor cramping wrist, my hands, feet and nose tingling I smile at my beautiful girlfriend.

Boys & Toys

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Tue, 18 Oct 2011 06:09:00 +0000

I am shy... No really for all my writing explicitly about my sex life here, naughty tweeting and posting half naked pictures I really am shy about some things I promise. Ask Eli or Anna or Arthur about the time I go bright red and hide under a pillow.

I am shy about playing with toys in front of partners, I know they love watching, that they get aroused watching me enjoy self, that its hot to watch someone play with themselves. I for example love watching Eli or Arthur stroking their cocks, it has a hypnotic effect on me, I love feeling bodies tense in pleasure. So why wouldn’t my partners enjoy watching me?

I have gradually gotten more comfortable playing with my bullet vibe in front of my partners, being encouraged by all and the reassurance that they want to see me cum, that its hot and sexy for them helps with the anxiety I feel around performing and being watched.

I haven’t tackled that with Penetrative toys yet. It hadn’t really come up. I wasn’t aware of how confronting this was for me until I contemplated it. When I play alone I love internal stimulation, Something to clench around, something buzzing away on my Gspot, something to thrust and clench around when I cum is always part of my personal private sexual experiences. But until Saturday night it had not been something I had shared with a partner ever.

Maybe I have absorbed some of societies “toys are replacing your partner” mentality. I shouldn’t need something inside of me if my partner is there because they can do that! Except as much as fingers are awesome they don’t buzz and they do cramp, and as awesome and filling as a cock is (if my partner at the time has one) if I take 20-30 mins to cum with a vibe getting them to hold still that long is... well cruel!

So I swallowed my fear, the awkwardness I felt and handed Eli my beloved Gigi with what I hope was a sexy grin as I played with my vibe and said “I thought you might want to be in charge of this” Oh yes yes he did.. I knew he would.

Handing over control is an incredible turn on for me at the best of times, handing over control of a toy that he then used in utterly amazing ways was well worth taking that deep breath. I am not at all sure what he did with that toy, I’ve owned that toy for years and he managed to have me squirming in minutes in ways I have never achieved. Usually I enjoy the Gspot stimulation but it is very secondary to my Clitoral sensations.. this time it was taking all my attention.

Apparently my eyes literally rolled back into my head... I am not surprised!

Eli loves watching me play, he loved the way I move, the sounds I make, the way I breath and whimper but I know he loved causing those sounds and making my body shake just as much if not more so.

I don’t think I have conquered the shy/awkwardness just yet, but with the first experience being an overwhelming positive one I am glad that I have such awesome partners to explore with!

Wanton Wednesday: Roses

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 14:52:00 +0000

Eli and I have been together a month and to mark the occasion I wanted to do something special to mark the occasion on my blog.

So here are not one but three Wanton Wednesday Pictures. The rose and petals are from the roses Eli gave me to mark the occasion of our first of many months together. Its a small but important and happy mile stone together.

Petals

Trail of Petals


My Favourite of the three

I hope I lived up to my promise of epic ladies and gents :) Let me know what you think in the comments pretty please!

Also I want to give a huge thankyou to Molly of Mollys Daily Kiss for Kissing Me.Go check out who else she has kissed and read her fantastic blog!

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XOXO

Delilah

Wanton Wednesday - Again with the Butt

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 28 Sep 2011 04:20:00 +0000

Last week I spent quite some time teasing Eli, sending him lots of sexy images of myself in lingerie just for fun.

The above image was just the first of many I sent knowing he couldn't do anything about it.

This isn't the image I planned on putting up this week. Next weeks image is going to be epic! So make sure you are back for that in the meantime click below to see who else is playing ;)

Ouch!

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 21 Sep 2011 00:00:00 +0000

Hand Print on Delilahs Arse

Eli took this right after leaving this rather awesome mark! I have seen more impressive but this is the most awesome I have ever had I have to say. A conversation on Preparation and Easing into things took place rather rapidly after as I appreciate his enthusiasm (mmmm I really do) but this was a bit of a shock to the system!

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Please & Thankyou

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 22:56:00 +0000

Lying face to face with Eli, my head already floating, he's bitten me hard, made me squeak and my body feels like velvet. I tell him he could do just about anything to me, I'm in that swimming submissive giggly place. Where I want to be used, taken and played with. I don't need anything except his touch. I can see him processing this, he is not sure what to do with a completely compliant Delilah.

He puts my hands over my head, teasing my clit with his free hand, telling me to hold still, I struggle not to buck & squirm, eyes closing, cant keep eye contact in this space it's to intense, his fingers plunge inside making me whimper and gasp only to withdraw to tease my clit again.

Over and over this plays out, somewhere along the way I start begging "please please please" and then "yes thankyou thankyou" when his fingers press inside. so intense is the feeling I feel like crying, happy tears.

Eventually Eli asks what I want next, I can only answer "you, please" he want me on my stomach but I protest, I want to see his face. On my back, legs wrapped around him. The long slide of his cock inside makes me squirm, I am hypersensitive and I can feel every millimeter of him inside me.

He fucks me for hours, eventually flipping me over, making me beg, grabbing my hips hard, spanking me, hold me still and then letting me go wild on his cock. Letting me fuck myself with him.

He makes me beg, makes me beg him to cum. Im swimming deep is submission, deep in that place that wants to please him and in that moment all I want is him to cum, that want him to be his for pleasure. "please" I say over and over and over through gasps "please cum for me".

When he finally gives me what we both want he holds me tight, hands like a vice, I wiggle and squirm loving the gasps and groans.

Afterwards I curl up in hisarms, needing to be held, needing to be close, to cared for with whispered words and murmured kisses. The intensity of the experience scared me, I worry he'll think less of me seeing me like that, pushing us there.

But held in his arms, I fell safe again. Safe that I am loved. Safe that it's ok to ask "please" and say "Thank you"

Xoxo
Delilah

Offically His

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 12:33:00 +0000

Recently Eli asked to make our relationship official. It was an extremely happy moment and while I managed to answer a calm “of course” I was resisting a happy dance and internally I was turning cartwheels. I did later literally happy dance while he watched and laughed. Safe to say we are both really happy. We have both been pretty sappy and utterly unbearably cute for the last 3 weeks.

It has been a long and sometimes incredibly tough road for us to get here due to various factors. I love Eli and I cannot imagine another human being who understands me better or on as many levels as he does. He supports and encourages my choices, accepts my flaws and I believe I do the same for him. It took time, it took work and like all relationships this one will take continue to take work.

We don’t get to be together nearly as much as we would like due to our jobs, distance and my lack of license. Thank goodness for modern communication methods or we would probably go crazy. Text messages are exchanged with extreme frequency. We make the most of the time we have, talking, cuddles, kisses, loads of sex, and finally falling asleep curled up together. Waking up next to him makes me smile every time.

I have been quiet around here and I hope I can start blogging more not just about how life with Eli is but how I am learning to balance my life, more on submission and sex, some things I have discovered about my sex hangups, some new fantasies and more. Also more sexy pictures. But if I keep being quiet I am basking, having lots of sex, curling up with my partners, watching TV and basically being a lazy happy Delilah.

xoxo
Delilah

Good Girl - Sex Submission and Bruises

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Thu, 04 Aug 2011 02:34:00 +0000

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Eli left marks on me again this weekend, Its not the first time and I know it will not be the last. I spent a long time thinking about those marks over the last couple of days, pressing my fingers to them until they hurt a little bit more, Reliving him teeth sinking into my shoulder, his hand pressed to my throat.

I wasn’t remembering the pain though I did enjoy that. I was remembering the tiny thrill of adrenaline and fear that being bitten, or having my hair pulled, or being treated like a rag doll causes in me. The thrill of being submissive, of handing him control without saying a word, trusting him to leave those marks by trusting not to hurt me to much.

For years I have not examined why I enjoy pain, afraid that if I look to closely at the pleasure it will just convince me I am mentally broken and/or fucked up. My body causes me enough pain, why would I want to experience more! I have a fairly high pain threshold due to my migraines, joint pain and assorted injuries but I have been hesitant to test the boundaries of what else it can take...

This weekend Eli and I pushed a little further than we have in the past and upon pointing out that these marks hurt more than normal I made several realizations that I hadn't been able to without examining my enjoyment of pain and submission.

I do enjoy when my partner causes me pain during sex, not huge amounts, I don't want to beaten black and blue, but I like the idea of controlling the kind of pain I experience, As I said to Eli

“Its nice to feel breakable and to hurt in a way I enjoy for once”

but more than the pain, it was the fear, the adrenaline that turned me on. The lack of control that the pain was a symbol of, the submission was more important than the pain.

While I have read a lot about submission (erotica, blogs by dominate people, submissive people, tops and bottoms, fiction, fantasy, academic study) this has never clicked for me for some reason. When I read about submission, so much of it is focused on the pain aspects that it felt alien to me. While the descriptions of helplessness were a turn on the descriptions of intense pain or humiliation were not what I was looking for personally.

My most intense experience of submission that resulted in "sub space" [Link] involved no pain at all. It involved Anna making me enjoy myself & telling me I was a good girl. Her controlling how I received that pleasure was more than enough to send me floating into a submissive space.

Being told I am good causes an enormous reaction. Being called a "slut" or a "whore" or even a "bad girl" reinforces my own internal fears about being submissive and throws me into a head space that isn't healthy for being submissive because it leaves me feeling undervalued and worthless. "good girl" is also hard as I do not believe I am good, after my first experience with subspace when Anna called me a "good girl" repeatedly I cried, at the idea I could be good and want the experiences I do! That they do not have to be conflicting! "good girl" requires me to challenge my deeply held (if mostly subconscious) ideas.

So pain is a part, I like pain, I want my my hair pulled, spank me, bite me be rough with me but I want it to be a tool, one tool of many in discovering my submissive journey. I want to be used, Treasured & told I'm a good girl & made to believe it! It seems fucking my head I am realizing is just as important as fucking my body!

Delilah

This post is a bit of a jumble as I am using it to work out my own thoughts on the subject of submission. It reflects my own evolving experience and is not a reflection of how I believe other people experience submission or sex in any way. It is only a reflection of my experience and my own personal preference! .

e[Lust] #28

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Sun, 31 Jul 2011 12:42:00 +0000

Photo courtesy of Delilah

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Pink Nails and a Bow - Wanton Wednesday

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Thu, 28 Jul 2011 00:30:00 +0000


A bow and pink nail polish - by Delilah

Anna painted my nails all pretty for me. Pink is not normally a colour I wear but they look like candy!

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Injured D - Wanton Wednesday

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 13 Jul 2011 00:30:00 +0000


Photo by Delilah

If you follow me on twitter you know that I currently have bruised ribs. The bandage is for photo purposes only!

So I will be being wanton is name only for a little bit as I am in quite a fair bit of pain!

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Fucking Eli.

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Tue, 12 Jul 2011 15:51:00 +0000

Photo by Bruno Dayan

The planets aligned, Eli and I got to spend nearly 24 hours together, in that time we got to have sex several times, watch a movie, sleep a lot, talk cuddle discuss enormous amounts of random things.
Amazingly we managed to get to a bed before we got out clothes off. Lying in bed, making out like teenagers, Elis hands pulling up my dress, grabbing my arse, rubbing me through the satin panties. I got to my knees, tugged my dress off and for a split second I felt incredibly vulnerable. I’ve been naked in front of him several times ... and yet.

He looked me over, up and down, taking in matching underwear that I was wearing just for him and then he pulled me close his fingers tugging aside the tiny little panties to tease me, to feel how wet I was already just from kissing and anticipation. His admiring gaze followed by his hand tracing a path down my neck, over my breasts, to rest at my hip. Eli tugged me closer his mouth covering mine while his fingers teased me making me writhe against his hand.

Before long he had stripped me naked, not before complimenting me on how beautiful he thought I had looked in the set. Still in his jeans he went to work, alternating between fucking me hard with his fingers and then playing with my clit, driving me utterly insane while kissing me hard and biting my shoulders and neck leaving several fantastic marks which are still there.
When I reaching down to find him hard I groaned in delight, lately I have been enjoy more and more playing with cock. The feel of them in my hand and mouth has been turning me on more than usual. Only to have him deny me. "This is all about you "He Said. The sweetness of the gesture over road my disappointment, later I thought.

He teased, he tormented, he made me whimper, and moan, and squeal. My body reacting to his lightest touches as much as when he fucked me with his fingers, making me buck and whimper and swear. Eyes closing, head thrashing from side to side, fingers clawing his back, my mouth pressed to his, my life line to keep me anchored to him.
After that it all blurs, I remember heat, and being so wet I was almost dripping. The next thing I do remember is him rolling on a condom efficiently while I watched, flipping me onto my knees like a rag doll, Grabbing me by the hips and pulling my butt into the air and sliding his cock inside me.
He put one of his hands on my hip like a vice, the other pulling my hair, my hands gripping his sheets and fucked me hard and fast while the both of us moaned and groaned. I whimpered and begged him not to stopped.

“Please oh fuck please don’t stop Eli Fuck don’t stop! Please oh please please please”

I was so so sensitive I could feel when he started to pulse, feel him swell and as he got closer he got rougher, pulling me against him, a smart smack to the arse, my breathing was getting heavier, I didn’t want to stop but fuck I wanted to feel him cum.

As he came I continued to move, prolonging mine and his pleasure just a bit, enjoying the sound of his moans, enjoying teasing him just a touch.

We collapsed after, spent and satisfied. I looked at him and grinned. A self satisfied grin and on his lips was a very self satisfied smirk.

I was made for this mans cock I swear, I fit him like a glove.

Wandering Hand - Wanton Wednesday

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 06 Jul 2011 01:19:00 +0000

I took this photo one night while thinking about someone far away! Different socks to Last time

I hope he doesn't mine me sharing ;)

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E[lust] #27

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Tue, 05 Jul 2011 08:20:00 +0000

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Welcome

Introducing Eli

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Mon, 04 Jul 2011 22:30:00 +0000

First time we kissed the room spun, solid ground shifted & my world shrunk to contain nothing except a gorgeous pair of golden brown eyes and Elis wicked mouth devouring mine.

Seconds seemed to last for hours and when we finally stopped we were breathless and then we dove in for a second & a third.

The man is cruel tease. He messages me when he knows I am at work or in public and I can't do anything to ease the aching he is causing. Telling me he is playing with his cock while thinking of me, telling me he wants to be buried inside my pussy, creating dirty stories for me. Needless to say I adore it.

I'm giving the teasing right back, when he is at work or out and about knowing he'll be resisting locking his office door and getting off. Writing little snippets of fantasies, bits and pieces of things I want to do to him, or things I want him to do me. His office chair is currently my favourite fantasy. I want him to sit in it & hold still, as perfectly still as he can manage while I ride him, use him as my favorite toy, and while I use an actual toy to get myself off.

He left marks on my shoulders, my neck and my arm last time we were together, had me ripping his back to pieces.

I can't wait to write more about him! He is fantastic fun, great to fuck and rather enjoyable to write about (oh & he reads my blog)

I'm a lucky girl!

Sun Worship - Wanton Wednesday

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 29 Jun 2011 01:35:00 +0000


Sun Worship - Delilah

On Sunday Anna, Arthur and I were eating pancakes in the backyard. It got hot so I took my shirt off and I let the sun caress my skin and enjoyed the faint breeze. It was amazing how lovely it felt.

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Wanton Wednesday - Teasing

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Thu, 23 Jun 2011 02:02:00 +0000

Teasing Eli - Delilah

I know I know! Its thursday!

This is the image I sent yesterday to tease a new playmate Eli. We were meeting up that evening up and I wanted to up the ante from the texts we had sending for days :)

It's amazing what you can do with an phone these days ;) I wonder if Alexander Graham Bell had any idea what he was starting!

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The rules - So you want to fuck me?

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 22 Jun 2011 06:14:00 +0000

Recently I got my results on my latest result of STI tests back from the Doctor. They were clear. I am 100% squeaky clean. I posted on twitter about it as the wave of relief was just that enormous. Not that I had taken any stupid risks, fucked any shady characters, heck I hadn't fucked anyone without a condom (though we know that isn't 100% foolproof when it comes to STIs) and I was in a closed circle of Anna Arthur and Don but I was still worried.

Why was I worried? Because last time I wasn't worried, last time was the first time I had actively gotten STI tested* and I didn't give it a second thought .Last time I was wrong. In a fit of massive stupidity and extremely bad judgement I had a one night stand with someone I barely knew and didn't use protection.

He gave me Chlamydia. Doctors results have never made me feel worse. I wanted to crawl in hole and die. Because of one stupid choice I had endangered myself, Anna and Arthur who I had started sleeping with before I found out (and who had been my motivation for getting tested at all) I had to tell my Ex-Boyfriend in a super awkward conversation because he fell in the 6 month mandatory reporting timeline, I had to tell the arsehole who gave it to me. All of that sucked... but what sucked more was risking making people I cared about sick. Luckily I didn't pass it along but the fear alone was awful.

Luckily he gave me something easily treatable, it could of been a lot worse and for that I am grateful. I got to learn my lesson and not have it impact the rest of my life permanently in a negative way. Thank the flying spaghetti monster!

So now now I am super picky, super careful about not only who I sleep with but everyone uses a condom right now too. I sat down to write this post and thought about my rules and decided to post them here. Arthur wrote a post about STIs and I have been silent on the subject and I decided I wanted to write about it.

My rules for partners (current and potential)

STIs:

Condoms for Penetrative Partners (and depending on the level of acceptable risk dental dams as well)
Regular Testing every 6 months (Anna, Arthur and I have all discussed this and have started doing this)
Acceptable Risk - Discussing before playing other partners and lifestyle risks partners engage in implicitly. I need to know if they go to Swingers parties,if they play in clubs, see multiple partners, play without protection, play with unknown people, etc so I can gauge my level of acceptable risk before I play.

I have seen it said that people are to paranoid about STIs and while I did catch mine in an extremely stupid way if I am going to be taking part in semi casual sex I don't believe it is to much to ask that my partners get tested regularly, that they use protection and that they disclose the level of risk they are exposing me to. A certain of level of trust is taking over at a certain point but until people start to take these risks seriously Syphilis, Chlamydia, Gonorrhoea, HIV, HPV, Herpes,Genital Warts etc are all getting passed on and some types of STIs increasing in frequency (http://www.sti.health.gov.au)

General:

Consent is the ultimate rule. End of story. If you have any if/buts or maybes on this you are never putting hands on me.
No changing plans mid play! I don't make the best choices sans clothes horny as hell so sticking to the original plan is best!
No sex without chemistry.

These are pretty simple rules. I do not believe that any of them will disappear off this list unless I become monogamous and that is extremely unlikely. The general rules will almost certainly expand overtime and the more I get into kink the more boundaries I will gain and then challenge but that will be a post all unto itself.

Ill get down off my soap box now :) I've said my 10 cents In the end it comes down to if you want to have sex with me these are the rules. If you don't want to play by them you don't have to but then we don't play that's perfectly ok. Everyone has different levels of acceptable risk. This is mine :) Hopefully keep me safer than if I was an idiot like last time!

XOXO

Delilah

p.s. Arthur has written extensively on STIs [here] and its well worth a read for the statics and a view on why we are so very careful that I haven't covered here because I don't want to rehash and he blogged about his results [here]

As I am doing this partly on my phone I cannot find the post Anna wrote currently but I am certain she did so when I find it I will link it as well to round out this little pimp out Lustandconfused.com linkie section :)

*actively as in I requested and was aware the Doctor had requested. I believe the Doctor may have tested me in the past as part of routine blood tests but I am not entirely sure.

Under Dressed - Wanton Wednesday

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Thu, 16 Jun 2011 00:45:00 +0000

Under Dressed by Delilah

Taken with my phone (if you follow me on twitter you will have already seen this pic) . I honestly like my leg a lot in this photo. They look shapely and usually I hate my legs so its a nice change.

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Look at me (please)

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Thu, 09 Jun 2011 01:02:00 +0000

Out take from this weeks WW Via Flickr

I post pictures of myself on the Internet, I doubt this is a shock to anyone reading this blog (just check out my header) I post almost naked, sexy, naughty and fun pictures of me on the Internet.

I do it deliberately to titillate, to arouse desire, to make the viewer fantasise about me in a sexual way. I enjoy doing this, I love getting comments telling me how sexy I am. I love knowing that people are looking at me because I have shown them this part of myself.

As a woman I am told to be careful about my image, be careful what I do in case others think badly of me, Don’t dress like that they'll think you’re a slut, don’t talk to frankly about sex or be proud of your sexual prowess because its not becoming of a woman.

I have also been told that if do this kind of thing I must not respect myself... as if somehow posting pictures is self destructive or a cry for help and attention.

Fuck that!

I reject the notion that I lessened by people seeing me as a sexual being, that someones fantasy makes me less valued, especially when I am the one saying “look”. Its a laughable notion to me that I somehow I devaluing myself by showing the world my tits or my arse. I am more than my boobs and my butt and showing the world these things doesn’t make me less worthy of respect.

I am learning to love this body, to embrace its faults and flaws, its curves and dips, its scars and the eventual wrinkles. I am learning to respect this body and its limitations and I want others to see my body, I don’t want to hide it under clothes all the time. I want people to look, to admire and to yes fantasise!

I believe that people are capable of seeing me in a sexual way and still respecting me. I have no problem looking at the other Wanton Wednesday participants and seeing people not objects, I see sexy, gorgeous, brave people!

I spent some time debating why I enjoy posting pictures. Why I enjoy knowing that this week people are looking at my arse and my knee high socks.

It makes me feel sexy, powerful and happy. The more I do it the more I love my body and the more I want to show it off. I am not a supermodel but I am learning more and more than I am sexy. I feel great about my latest picture (seriously look at my butt! Holy crap its hot!) when a year ago the idea of posting pictures and having people comment would of driven me under the bed!

So go ahead, Look at me! It makes me happy!

XOXO

Delilah

Ps. I asked why other people posted pictures and I got some fantastic responses. I wanted to know why other people posted, how it made them feel (you can read their responses [here] in the comments section)

Knee High Socks - Wanton Wednesday

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 12:37:00 +0000

Knee high socks to keep me warm

I love these socks, they are wearing thin but they are super warm and cozy. If you look closely you can tell I am cold cause I have tiny goose pimples on my backside. A bit of a change posting in colour this week.

Thank you so much to everyone who replied to my question 2 weeks ago (Missed it? Linkie) Was wonderful to hear why other people put their wanton selves out there.

Go check out the other gorgeous people playing WW this week by clicking below.

p.s outtakes can be seen on my flickr account [here]

On Top

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 08 Jun 2011 03:49:00 +0000

The perfect image via Prettynakedpeople

Last night I had an idea. I tweeted “is plotting” because that's precisely what I was doing. A sneaky grin on my lips I plotted out a fantasy, little details played out in my brain, plotted the little steps to take to get what I wanted. I was hot and wet before getting anywhere close to naked. .

Arthur is very patient and understanding. Sometimes due to circumstances he is the only one who doesn’t feel like curling up in a ball and napping. He goes to the gym and works out while Anna and I sit at home and nibble on grapes (no seriously that's what we did last night while he was at the Gym) Lately I haven’t been feeling the best and niether has Anna so Arthur has been getting a little bit neglected.

I wanted to give Arthur some special attention, he is an extraordinarily giving lover. Overgenerous with his attention on us and I wanted for once to give him attention without him having to return it, I wanted to make him gasp and groan and shudder the way he so often makes myself and Anna.

So after he got home from the gym and a little light teasing about my plotting he went to have a shower. I gave him enough time to get warm and wet in there before knocking on the door and asking if he wanted company. A little bit of a show of stripping the clothes from my body and I joined him under the warm water.
Naughty thoughts flitting through my head I pressed him against the wall kissing him.

Kissing Arthur is incredible, he has a beautiful mouth and he kisses like he honestly wants to keep doing it forever, kissing him while naked and wet and running my hands over his slippery skin instantly turn me on insanely. .

I nibbled on his ear, kissing lightly down his neck, licking water drops from his shoulders while running my hands down his back and over his belly. A light tease with the body wash, hands “cleaning” his cock which was already hard from being pressed between our bodies while wriggled against him.

Sliding down to kneel I took him in my mouth, felt him quiver and brace himself against the wall. While I licked and sucked I felt him shake and heard him groan. I redoubled my efforts, enjoying the slick feelings of his head against my tongue, sucking him in as deep as I could then letting him slide to concentrate on licking and sucking. Playing the ball of my tongue bar against that sensitive spot just under his head.

Arthur is usually quiet, usually incredibly controlled so to hear my attentions make him groan, legs shaking made me shiver with delight.

I stood up pressing my wet self against him and his fingers found my slippery clit making me buck and whimper. But unfortunately we were running out of hot water, I washed my hair quickly the sudsmaking us both slippery and I couldn’t resist having him slide against me, butt pressed against him, cock caught between my thighs, his fingers on my clit making me whimper and squirm and wish that condoms played better with water!

We finally got out to discover it was freezing! PJs and trackpants were thrown on (yep we are so sexy) and dinner was devoured with Arthur complaining about his shaky legs and me grinning like the cheeky lady I am.

I wasn’t finished though. While in the shower Arthur said he wanted me on top of him. After dinner we chatted and snuggled, me in his lap Anna watching with big shining eyes. Snuggling turned to kissing, then teasing, his fingers teasing me through my panties,I lay on Anna and Arthur rubbed and teased me while I thrashed.

Some teasing of Anna and nibbling on her delicious breasts had us both moaning and Arthur was clearly happy too.

But I wanted more, I wanted him inside me. He is a perfect fit and after what seemed like an age of teasing and protection donning I climbed into his lap, guiding him in with both hands.

That slow delicious slide, when you control the speed, the depth, seems to take forever and I was planning on teasing, on slowly gliding up and down but the second he was inside me instinct took over and I started grinding against him, using him to hit that perfect spot inside me. The ache to fuck hard and fast took over completely and I let myself go grinding my clit into him, watching his eyes go blank his hands holding me tight.

Now I generally prefer being on the bottom. I’d rather be held down, spanked and taken hard. But occasionally I enjoy making a someones brain melt, watching their eyes blur and a stream of incoherent words come out their mouth. Which is exactly what Arthur did. His eyes watching me I bucked, I wriggled, and I fucked him til he came with the words “You’re like a demon”

Afterwards I tingled, my whole body felt like it was glowing and I could not stop grinning. Such is the power of fantastic sex, sex that makes you want to curl up in front of a fire and nap for hours.

I have been bouncing all day. My body feels a little sore and achie (Wiggling and bucking does that to me) but I ache in the way that is worth it. That makes you want to do it over and over again. I’m a tiny bit bruised and everytime I sit down I remember the feeling of Arthurs cock inside me, his shell shocked expression and the way it felt to just let go and fuck like an animal.

I think I am going to be feeling it for awhile and I can’t wait til next time now!

Lazing In Bed - Wanton Wed #6

noreply@blogger.com (Delilah) — Wed, 25 May 2011 10:30:00 +0000


Lying in Bed.

My 3rd photo post in a row. Real content coming soon I promise!

I have a question for my fellow WW players. Why do you post? Does it make you happy? Feel sexy? I am curious what effect WW has on each of us and whether we post for similar reasons or different ones...

For those who are just here for the sexy click below to to check out the rest of the WW participants!