I had this red apple by chance and asked my spouse to help me with a breasty photo shoot–photos of sin. The apple is a symbol. What is sin? Do you believe in it? I would say it’s selfishly hurting others. It’s putting your own needs first and not giving much thought to others’ well
I tried to take a picture of my butt. It was difficult! This blurry pic is my favorite fail. Looks like light.
“Tell me you want your dick sucked,” I told my spouse. We were in bed, naked and close, and his dick was in my hand. “I want my dick sucked,” he said. “Tell me you want your dick sucked,” I repeated. “I want my dick sucked,” he repeated, with a little more emotion. Feels good
Lately we have sex every day after lunch. It’s been a month or so like that. Rarely there’s a reason we have to do it later. This reliable date is comforting and good for my mental health and my spouse’s also. There’s nothing to consider, just joyful siesta. We refer to it as post-lunch, post-lunch
“I wanted to tell you something,” my spouse said. We were in the car, and he was driving me somewhere. “Ok,” I said. “What’s up?” “The other day when you told me you were writing, and you asked if that was ok,” he sad. “I wanted to tell you–it’s always ok that you’re writing.” “Aw!”
Hello, I’ve seen more dicks depicted. My spouse and I were traveling in California. Wow, so many dicks in this world. And so similar! This one was in southern California inland, Victorville, on the sidewalk at a park. I like how someone tried to obscure it, but it’s still easily seen. I like the semen
“God, your ass is beautiful,” I told my spouse. We had just had sex, then cuddled for a long time. It was time to get up and pee, and I admired my spouse’s gorgeous naked behind. Like art–so curvy and luscious, glowing in pale blue from the fairy lights above. “Is you ass always going
I saw this meme and loved it. Fat sex is my life. Disabled sex is my life also. I might be too fat to sit on anyone’s lap like this. But I relate to the lovers on the couch. Many people like to see themselves accurately portrayed in art and media, and I imagine how
This image, Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife by Hokusai, makes me think of a man I loved long ago. Somehow I mentioned to him I like pictures of an octopus doing it with a person. Who wouldn’t think this was hot? Am I a pervert? Well, if so, yes. I will be a pervert. This
I was taking a morning walk with my spouse and saw some sex graffiti. I felt excited because I love street art, and it’s somewhat lacking in our neighborhood. This art seemed childish. I laughed and showed my spouse. “Look at the scissor dick,” I said. If you’re not sure that’s a dick, there’s a