Nape


He sat in front of me in class on Friday. Three hours to stare at nape of his neck and a bit of arm. It was a good arm. Young. Muscled. Hard. And the nape? Pinkish as if he’d been rubbing it, and tanned. He always had a slightly tousled look to him, as if he kept late hours. His hair permanently askew in a natural way.

He annoyed me the only other time he’d chosen the seat in front of me. He kept leaning further back into my space forcing me to retreat. Seemingly without care for the boundaries of those around him, he leaned practically into my books without regard for my thoughts on the matter. I kept pulling back my own table, childishly hoping it would throw him off balance so he would get the hint and keep a smaller bubble.

However, that instance forced me to notice him. He was silent in class – no regard for participation marks, he rarely joined in with discussions, though I could see him listening to what others’ had to say. He was definitely worth fantasizing about. Far too young for my sensibilities of course (I far prefer an older man) but a part of me wondered what he looked like without the baggy jeans and form-fitting shirts.

But Friday? He was inches away from me. Driving me to distraction. It was only by sheer effort of will and propriety that prevented me from stroking that naked nape. A nape just begging to be blown on and licked. A forearm that cried out to be stroked and fondled. Those tiny inches of skin far more alluring than any more obvious show of nudity could ever be.

He still invaded into my space to the annoyance of my table mate. I found that I suddenly didn’t mind. Yes, please, move further back. Come to me. Encroach on my boundaries. Let me run my fingers through your hair and kiss that neck.

I felt an absurd urge to suck on the neck and give it a hickey. Something I’ve never actually done as I find them to be ridiculously immature signs of sexual idiocy. As if one feels the need to show off one’s – what? Sucking abilities? The fact that there is someone out there who is either willing to do the sucking, or allowing their precious flesh to be inscribed by your mouth? Silly.

And yet, I felt an insane craving to do precisely that. It amused me into my senses though, and I returned my focus to the class at hand.

But the lights went down and the professor put on a film. An educational one, but featuring moments in various popular films. And of course? Sex scenes. Proving a point of course, but still titillating.

He was angled in front of me so I could see his lap. As Demi Moore straddled Michael Douglas I glanced down at his crotch. Damn baggy jeans. Was he aroused? Indifferent? Paying attention at all? What would I feel if I reached over to check?

An outraged jump of shock no doubt. And possibly a failing grade and a polite request to rescind my acceptance from this Fall’s Masters program.

Le sigh. Probably best that I kept my hands to myself. Though the sight of that neck came up again a few hours later as I gave myself permission to touch my own body. Imagining all the things I would like to be doing with that unsuspecting student.

I wonder what his tongue is like? Would he stimulate my cunt with quick little kitty licks? With hard thrusting motions? Would he spell out the alphabet on my clit as they advise in the movies?

Would he remain perpetually silent as I bent over one of those tables and he thrust into me? Or would that be the enticement he needed to break through that laconic exterior?

Only two more classes. Let’s hope that blonde girl who normally sits in front of me comes late for the next couple days.

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Em & Lo and Being a Sexpert

Sex: How to Do Everything!

Several weeks ago I was asked if I would be interested in checking out this DVD series and talking about it a bit. I’m always up for a bit of education, so I agreed to give it a try. I expected something along the lines of what I’ve reviewed before in the Nina Hartley series and was pleasantly surprised with what I received.

This series was originally shown on British television and shows the “relationship experts” Em & Lo doing a series on Sex. (I confess, I’ve never heard of them, but they were fun. I want to spend a day shopping, dancing and having a slumber party with them now).

There are 10 episodes on 3 DVDs featuring a range of “how to’s”

Below is a mini clip of a bit of episode one on oral. This woman showing the girls techniques is le fab. She instructed them on how to do this sassy little crawl/slink up the victim man straddle him and put a condom on him with your mouth. You bet your ass I’m going to practice that one on my vibes/dildos until I’m expert at it. It was totally hot and mesmerizing.

Each episode covers a range of techniques, interviews, a fun “confession booth” bit and roving reporters who try out a range of toys and workshops etc and give honest feedback. It’s actually a really well-rounded and fascinating series. But the best part? It’s fun and light. It doesn’t get preachy or heavy, nor does it get too “sexy” or unrealistic. It’s just real people talking about all aspects of sex.

One thing I learned? Apparently it is possible for men to give themselves blow jobs. Until they actually showed a real live guy doing it, I never would have believed anyone could be that flexible. Take up some yoga guys – you CAN do it!

Here’s a run down of the episodes:

1. Oral
2. Manual
3. Orgasm
4. Sex Toys
5. Intercourse
6. Kinky
7. Fantasy
8. Anal
9. Seduction
10. Best of

There was an awesome section that showed an artist who does vagina casting. I was amazed at the range and beauty of them all. I have to confess, though I’ve even been to “The Vagina Monologues” I’ve never really thought about them that way. They truly are all unique and it’s a fascinating project.

I would definitely say that this is worth the investment if you’re curious about any aspect of sexuality. For the sake of getting this review done expeditiously (it’s already been weeks!) I confess I haven’t seen every episode yet. But this is one that I definitely want to finish – it’s really been a great ride.
Duchess Rating: 4 stars.
If you’re interested in picking it up, it’s $35.98 and you can click on the image above.

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Yeah, that’s not me.
In case you haven’t figured it out – I’m a brunette.

This is me:

See? Brunette.

Have I ever mentioned how I am in pink fluffy heart girl crush with Nancy at PinkCherry.ca? (Oh yeah, there’s a .com version for all you non-Canadians too). Nancy sent me this slinky little chemise to model for you all. So, that means you get both a review AND a HNT from me all at once! How lucky are you?

I would love to have someone ripping this off of me right now. It’s been…a while. Or at the very least, to feel some hot probing fingers reaching up under the skirt, caressing my thighs…rubbing my clit…fucking me with his hands…yanking it up to my waist and thrusting into me…

Because this? Is not meant for a sedate evening drinking tea and toddling off to bed alone. This? Is hot. And clingy. And translucent and revealing.
A girl wears this when she’s looking to get some attention. Not when she’s at home alone for the night watching chick flicks. Maybe for watching porn and reading some erotica.

Not a lot of details to be included really – the picture says it all. The one thing I will point out is that she’s pulling that skirt out. It really is quite form fitting with just a hint of twirliness of th skirt, and definitely see-through. You will want to be selective when choosing (if any) which slutty little panties to wear under this. Definitely black and lacy is the way to go.

It has pretty little appliqués and (thank Goddess!) the front rhinestone bow thingy is a pin that’s removable. It’s made of nylon/lycra and the instructions indicate handwashing (which in my lazy world means that I toss it in a lingerie bag on delicate sans pin – but feel free to follow the instructions just in case…) The cost is $39.99 CDN or American.

I will say that I really like it. I’ve been sadly lacking in hot little chemises meant specifically to seduce in. This definitely fits the bill.

BUT – this does not hide your sins. Beware, this isn’t what you would wear to disguise what you might want…disguised. I found myself positioning myself carefully when posing in the mirror, and deciding that I still had a few more pounds to go before I would be strutting in front of my french doors for the neighbours. (Or possibly after a few glasses of wine when I just know that I’m actually a supermodel – whichever comes first).

Duchess’s rating: 3.5 stars.

Succubus


To walk into a room with abandon – feeling the intensity of searing gazes raping me.

The envy and hatred of most women coupled with the blank-eyed shock and arousal of most men.

To know that I had that kind of power. The confidence to enter each new scenario with insensate eroticism and calm.

To wordlessly command the desire of those surrounding me – those numberless masses who so easily could overwhelm me, but instead are consumed by my essence. Not a one of them untouched by my being.

Me – a tiny little nothing. Speechless. Nameless.

But not helpless.

Because I have the power. I am a walking erotic dream. A succubus. My eyes see through you to your core – to those secret places that you open up to me like an offering. Utterly mine for the taking.

You want me to know you. To touch you. To take you. To offer myself to you even for a moment. My presence is a mesmerizing intoxication. Your will tossed aside in your fervour to join with me.

All your deepest desires – too secret to share with lover or friend are stripped bare before me. Placed at my feet as a sacrifice or gift.

Will I take you? Will I stroke you and suck you and use my tongue to bring you back to into being? Will I allow you to enter me and give your life meaning?

Suddenly all seems lost without it. To have seen me, looked upon me, mutely offered yourself to me is revelatory. Things will never be the same.

This is the power I crave.