A trade mark shot of mine is one where I lift the back of a long dress jacket to reveal my arse.Continue reading White ~ My Angelic Arse
Being naked should be seen as a leveller. Open. Bare. Exposed. Vulnerable. Ready!
But of course it is not. Society dictates a certain nakedness is more attractive or desirable than another. And that is poppycock! But of course in life we have to deal with the world as it is and not as we would like it. So with that in mind…
The first time I remember being naked was as a baby. Still small enough to be bathed in the sink. I suppose this could be a false memory. Someone may have told me about it. Perhaps I was shown a photo. But all I know is that the recollection is still with me.
Next, I was primary school age, maybe 6 years old, and I would dispense of my clothes at the drop of a hat. I felt free and enjoyed not being restricted. I investigated what a person could do for a job if nakedness was their thing. Someone must have mentioned stripping. Because for a few years I would tell all who showed any interest that I wanted to be a stripper when I grew up. I certainly amused a few adults with this idea.
Then the girls around me began to mature. Ninety per-cent of my peers were more physically advanced than me. I began to feel a little self-conscious about my body. And even though I was not well developed, it didn’t seem right anymore to run around the garden naked in the sunshine. That summer something closed down for me. Perhaps it was childhood?
For the first five years of secondary school I was not keen on my shape. I didn’t want to be seen naked. This was a unique phase in my life. Because at all other times I have felt very much myself – bare. As if I am meant to be in that state. But from the age of 11 to 15 I was very skinny. Flat chested and awkward. Some girls and boys mocked me because of the way I looked. Zapped my self esteem. But I was lucky, as the May More ugly duckling morphed somewhat, and by 17 had the kind of figure some would dream of. Well that is what I was regularly told. 😉
Above you have me at 17 and 25 – ish…
I certainly do not have that body now. Also, I don’t think I fully appreciated it at the time. Often the young are not aware of their beauty. But as I got slightly older – 25 to 29 years old (second slide above) – I did recognise I was physically at my peak and enjoyed the attention my body generated. I was slightly curvier than in my late teens but very toned and happy to be bare when ever possible. Indeed I once again relished the opportunity to get naked. Strip poker etc. I remember I shared a flat with a few people and we would often chat about our day in the bathroom while I laid naked in the bath with a glass of wine perfectly relaxed and comfortable.
Most people I knew were not that easy going about nudity. But when ever I had the opportunity to see them without clothes I thought they looked wonderful. The body is an amazing thing to behold. I particularly admire the naked female form – breasts, waist and hips – gorgeous.
Now adays I am heavier than I was in my 20’s and my weight fluctuates but I still love getting naked. I have to be in the mood for photographs but as for stripping off – I could do that everyday.
I am about 10lbs heavier in image one (April 2019), than when image two (Nov 2019) was captured. Being nearly 5 foot 9 the weight distributes reasonably evenly. And I will say I feel healthier at the size I am in image two, but I do think my arse looks very sexy in the first picture, where I weigh more.
So I am lucky. I am confident in my own naked skin. If I could have a waist like this lady – that would be great but I have my own assets that I am more than happy with. More importantly than all the above is that…
I’m reasonably fit and in good health. For these two things I am extremely thankful. They have become far more important to me than how much I weigh.
Here are some more photos of me naked – laid bare – in a pool. I adore how the water makes you feel as light as a feather.
I have used a negative filter on a pool image from a few summers ago for the monochromerotic and summer fun-theme-photo memes – but realised it may not be”proper” mono – so added a grey scale image just in case. 😉
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Talking of memes look how industrious I am with this post! My most ever I think.
Fun them photo meme – Summer
Snakes A to Z – N for Naked
Monochromerotic – Surely one of the pool images work 😉
Tell Me About – Naked
Love Your Selfie – b4 & after bums
Memoirs – Open
There are two things I know about anal sex. The first is that most people seem to have a huge fascination with it. The second thing is that anybody who receives anal sex or anal play in general, should be careful regarding how the act is carried out, and follow necessary precautions or advice to ensure that the delicate cavity is not harmed in anyway. Continue reading Exploring Anal Play Toys, Anal Play & Anal Sex
In hindsight I can’t really say anything special had ever happened to me until I met Monique. Or Nique. But I am jumping ahead as she only used to call herself that when we were, well, fucking. Damn. Now you know we were lovers and I have taken all the anticipation out of this tale. But, you’ll have to wait to learn how we loved. It was ten years ago and I still get off on the memories from that time. Particularly when I’m in the shower, stroking my dick. The spurting hot water from the head pummels my knob and I can never hold back as I recall that first time I laid eyes on her.
Sorry if you are a subscriber and receiving a second email from me in one day. I got a little confused and thought prompt week was next week so was going to use my #LIFE photo for Sinful Sunday. I expect I need one of those planners everyone is talking about 😉 Continue reading Hand on Hip for #SinfulSunday