The Morning After

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I was taken to spend a very enjoyable night in this beautiful four poster bed in a 17th  century coaching inn earlier this week…

I think the morning after picture tells a better story than the pristine look of the night before image.

The inclusion of the hairbrush in this picture was completely unplanned and the brush is only ever used for its correct purpose!

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Sinful Sunday

Music and My First Love

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Is there a tune or style of music that gets your juices flowing? Is there an artist who gets your heart pumping, toe tapping, and heat rising?
Time to share a story or comment of the sensuality caused by those opening notes as they slide up and penetrate your ears.

For a  few months now, I have been thinking back to my first boyfriend and how he used to write to me a couple of times a week.  I  mentioned  him in a previous Wicked Wednesday post,  We lived in the same town, but only used to see each other at weekends, so we both used to write to each other during the week.  Devouring his handwritten letters after returning from college was the highlight of my day and my heart leapt each time I saw there was a letter waiting for me. The letters were very distinct as he used coloured envelopes and often put heart-shaped stickers on the front and rear. Recalling his passionate words has led me to remember the mix cassette tape that he compiled for me. He coloured the insert card in with royal blue felt-tipped pen and also drew two entwined red hearts with our names written on. Sadly, I destroyed every letter and memento from the relationship and specifically remember pulling the tape out of the cassette in a frenzy.  I was the one who ended the relationship and at the time, getting rid of every trace of him seemed logical to my nineteen year old brain. Now, nearly thirty years later, the thought of all those precious memories ending up in the bin makes me incredibly sad.

I don’t remember many of the songs on the tape, but I do recall I Want To Make It With You by David Gates and Bread. Having just checked I had the correct song title, I have also been reminded of If and Everything I Own, also by Bread. I had completely forgotten that they featured on the tape and listening to them has made me quite emotional.  The only other song I recall was quite sombre and about a man deeply in love with a woman called Honey who was dying. I have never remembered the artist or song title, but an internet search has revealed it is Honey by Bobby Goldsboro. So, not the most cheery of songs and not my choice of music nowadays, but all full of deep emotion and perfect for first loves to express their complex feelings.

Back to the present time and to music that I find sensual and spine-tingling…

I had anticipated including half a dozen or so of my favourite tracks, but on browsing though my Spotify playlist, I realised that this was impossible.

So, here is my long shortlist for my perfect passionate soundtrack…

Just Another Day – Jon Secada

Higher Love – Steve Winwood

The above two tracks are probably my favourite tracks on this list and are both incredibly powerful in terms of music and lyrics.

More Than This – Roxy Music

Dance Away – Roxy Music

Avalon – Roxy Music

Jealous Guy  – Roxy Music

I have to say that Bryan Ferry has the sexiest voice ever and has me swooning and weak-kneed every time I hear his music!

Go Your Own Way – Fleetwood Mac

Summer of 69 – Bryan Adams

Run To You – Bryan Adams

You Do Something To Me – Paul Weller

Sultans Of Swing – Dire Straits

Follow You, Follow Me – Genesis

Invisible Touch – Genesis

Black Velvet – Alannah Myles

Me & Tennessee – Tim McGraw

Boys of Summer – Don Henley

You’re The Voice – John Farnham

Kiss The Rain – Billie Myers

All Night Long and Running With The Night – Lionel Richie

 Stars – Simply Red

Every Breath You Take – The Police

 

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Why I Love My Boobs

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The question posed by Food For Thought Friday is all about boobs, so I will combine this post with a Boobday picture!

For guys and girls who like girls – what is it that you like about boobs? Is there an ideal shape or size?

For girls – how do you feel about how you feel about your “girls”? Are you happy with them? Have you always been?

For everyone – do you think the female “chest” has been over sexualised

My boobs are one of the parts of my body that I am satisfied with; for their appearance and the pleasure that they bring. I am quite happy with the cup size, although I often think that my boobs look bigger to people than they actually are.  The cup size has fluctuated through the passage of time as I have aged and gained weight, and although  I would like to lose some weight,  with that would likely come a reduction in cup size and I definitely don’t want that!

I don’t recall thinking an awful lot about my boobs during adolescence. However, I I do remember my mum getting me my first bra from BHS, which, from memory, was a either a 30 or 32A.

I have always been aware of the attention that having an ample bosom brings; it’s easy to notice men looking, which I have no complaints about.  I am quite comfortable with being topless on holiday, and, more recently, have taken part in a various naturist  (non-sexual) activities.

However, one thing I don’t like is when men speak to me and address my chest instead of my face. That has occurred a number of times and often in workplaces. The fact that I have had to work with people who do that makes me slightly uncomfortable. Also, I learned a number of years ago that combining tops with buttons and a heaving bosom was not a good combination.  I have been blissfully unaware on many occasions that at least one button on my top was undone, boldly revealing the contents of my bra. Now, I rarely buy tops with buttons.

I absolutely adore the moment when a guy unhooks my bra and sees my boobs for the first time. Their reactions are fantastic to see and they are usually very complimentary,  especially about my nipples, which are quite prominent. One of my biggest pleasures is watching a man sucking and playing with my nipples. Seeing the effect that this has is a massive turn-on for me. My nipples can usually take any amount of attention and it is a guaranteed way to get me going. I wrote more on this in the Kink Of The Week post on nipple play.

And, of course, I don’t need much excuse to show my boobs on Twitter or on my blog!

In terms of whether boobs have been over-sexualised in society…  I have no problem with anyone using their body for whatever purpose they choose. If women can make a living out of showing her boobs, then why not? I would, if I thought I could! Sadly, I am a bit too old now! I also love to see other women’s boobs, they are all so different. But just because I like to look at other boobs  does not mean that I have sexual feelings for the women concerned. I have seen  one or two men on Twitter making quite childish and inappropriate comments when other  women compliment each other on their breasts.

So, I can definitely say that I like my boobs and love showing them off  And  if others can get pleasure from them too, then I am delighted!

See the other points of view on this question here

See the other lovely Boobday participants…

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