View of Two

This has got to be about the sexiest point of view a guy could possibly hope for. Every part tells a story.

Flower Power!

Perhaps where the original term flower power came from.

Bikini Malfunction

She seemed to be having a hard time keeping her bikini in place.

Hot Tub Partner

Exactly who I'd love to go hot tubbing with.

Hilary Swank goes for sexy

First Julia Roberts, then Drew Barrymore and now Hilary Swank has become the latest Hollywood star to boldly stride the red carpet with natural underarm hair. The 36-year-old joined her contemporaries at Elle Magazine's Women in Hollywood Tribute party last month at the Four Seasons Hotel in Los Angeles.

The double Oscar winner looked stunning in a gold Calvin Klein bustier dress, with her overall sexiness enhanced by her soft tufts of golden hair subtly peaking from under her arms.

Sexy Sex blog applauds Swank for her fashion forward (or fashion retro) decision. Bravo!

Drew Barrymore at Marc Jacobs
fashion show, 2005

Julia Roberts at the London premiere
of Notting Hill, 1999

Showing off her new purchase

On Desk

Not entirely sure why she's standing on her desk, totally nude. Does she have a neighbor?

Quickie in the Bathroom Stall

Whoops

This is what happens when she gets really bored and sexually frustrated. This is also what happens when she doesn't remember to empty her computer's trash and her roommate finds her self-portraits.

Happy Thanksgiving

On The Shuttle Bus

We were in the back of one of those shuttle busses. There were people in the seats near the door, but we had the back to ourselves. I moved across the seat to get all of her in the photo. I wanted to document our trip. She, seeing that she had relative privacy, quickly pulled down her skirt and nylons and flashed me. I knew this would be a great trip.

Beautiful Soft

Bagby Hot Springs

There's a girl that comes in and volunteers where I work, who is super cute. She's graduated college and is taking classes at the art school. She seems like a free spirit, always spending her days off hiking and going on road trips. The week before she said she'd climbed Mt. St. Helens. Today she said she'd gone to Bagby hot springs to soak. 

I tolk her I hadn't been since I was kid, and asked, as casually as I could without sounding creepy, "so do folks still go 'au natural' in the tubs..."

"Yeah," she said.

"Did you?"

"Well, duh," she said. "It's a hot springs."

I couldn't help but imagine what she might have looked like soaking, carefree and nude.

Sun bathing

Sun bathing--when you really do it right, feels like a warm soak, relaxing and refreshing your whole body. A little sun in moderation, can give you the vitamin D you need, make you feel happier and reduce stress and anxiety. 

The older generation, who grew up in the 1920s and '30s, talked a lot about taking in sun baths. Don't hear that anymore. Too bad. With protective sunscreen, it's a free, easy, and  enjoyable way to recreate. I think it's a activity worth bringing back.  

Smokin Hot Girlfriend

There's hot girlfriends, and then there are some that are just unbelievably hot. Like this one...so so so damn hot. 

Weekend Sex

Weekend sex... no hurry. You can sleep in. Have sex. Take a coffee break. Go back to bed. Plenty of time to rest, relax, and try out new things.

Trekkie

The average Star Trek fan, or Trekkie (or Trecker), is usually the nerdy guy. The comic book, action figure, didn't go to prom dork. But sometimes super smart girls, the ones that seemed like late bloomers, in band, on the debate team, in French club, and who volunteered all through high school and college, not for their transcripts, but because they wanted to.  Sometimes those girls are trekkies. 

For every million trekkies, their may be only one of these, but oh my. Look out. Sexy!

Girlfriend in a good mood

Playful, happy, she stands above me, says time to get up. We've got a big day. 

I've got a few ideas of how we could start it.

Those Sexy 70s...

Looking Outside In

They knew with the lights out no one could really see into their apartment, but they could see out. They could watch people in the building opposite them doing dishes, watching TV, etc. It seemed so much more erotic to know that while the neighbors went innocently about their various daily lives, they were fucking. She loved being pressed to the window and fucked in the back. He'd pinch her nipples, or rub her clit, or spread her lips wide. The more lewd it was, the hotter it was that no one could see, but almost could. Darkness is the thinnest of curtains.

Myspace Poster

Funny and frightening. There's been so much controversy about Facebook and privacy settings. Sometimes  people forget that if they didn't want certain information going public, maybe they shouldn't post it in the first place. It is called the "world-wide" web for a reason.

Her 40th Birthday Gift

For her 40th birthday, he gave her a one-time very special gift. He told her he had invited a friend over. He didn't tell her who, and blind-folder her so she'd never know, and always be guessing, trying to match the face and every seemingly knowing smile or wink with the memory of the anonymous cock. It was a wonderful guessing game, seeing every male friend as a possible lover, knowing that one of them had shot his load into her hungry mouth. Not knowing was so much better than knowing. It was truly a gift that kept on giving.

Bored in Bend

She was bored in Bend when she had to travel their for business, so she decided to bounce on the bed.

Peg me Wiki

According to Wikipedia, Pegging is a sexual practice in which a woman penetrates a man's anus with a strap-on dildo.


I find the idea to be pretty hot, but unfortunately, online photos I've found just don't seem to be as sexy as the idea.


Here's the photo that goes with the article. My question: why is this basic drawing so much sexier than any of the photos I've found so far? There's something pretty sexy going on here.

Dude, seriously

Afterglow

After we make love, she sometimes still trembles with tiny aftershocks of orgasm. She likes to touch herself, gently, slowly, and cum again.

Shopping Spree

Oh, looks like someone's been on a shopping spree. Let's see what was on the shopping list...
* cigarrettes
* lube
* butt-plugs--one medium, one large
* a porn DVD or two from VIP video

Wonder what she has planned for tonight? Humm.....

She likes to stretch

Fact: Sex is a great way to increase flexibility.

Beach Glimpse

She had been laying back on the beach, when she glanced up. She was fully dressed, but her knees were bent and legs open. She wasn't thinking about how she was sitting, and didn't realize how much she was exposing. Or maybe she did.

Students and Beer

College students and beer. A winning combination.

70s Recreation

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In Their Basement

Nipple clamps: $20
Leather corset: $80
Turning your basement into a sex dungeon: Priceless.

Watching for Tips

They decided to spice up their sex life, they'd rent a porn DVD and watch together, naked, on their living room couch. She watched and decided to try out what she was seeing. 

Face Sit

It was funny. He kept trying to lick her clitoris, certain that would get her off. She kept backing up.

Happy Halloween!

Patricia's Payments

Patricia was a professional in her mid 30s. She had gone to graduate school in mental health and had a job at one of the city's major hospitals. She drove an expensive car, wore well-made clothes, and lived in a vintage Bungalow in a hip part of town. Living alone, though, she often had more house maintenance than she could do, or wanted to do, herself. There was always something--raking leaves, cleaning gutters, fixing the sidewalk where a tree root had cracked the cement. She'd hire someone to do the job for her, usually some younger guy in his 20s, though not always. Sometimes it was whoever she could get for the skill she needed. Usually she could get young studs for the hard labor, but plumbing and electric, those tended to be middle-aged men, usually married with kids. Those were the easiest.

She'd let them do the work, then when it was time to pay them, she'd pour a glass of wine, and tell them she didn't have the money and maybe there was something she could do in lieu of payment.

She often wore tight skirts, or nice low cut dresses that revealed her cleavage. She saw the men check out her chest, and once they did, she knew she had them. She was trained in psychology, so she felt like it was a game, a little practical challenge to get them to agree. Of course, with the married guys it was a snap. The younger guys would hesitate a second if they had girlfriends and if they were already getting it every day. That was part of the thrill and challenge for Patricia.

She had the money to pay them, but it was a nice victory to have a $600 plumbing bill voided. She could  treat herself to new shoes or a weekend at the coast. She would always think of it as a challenge of her mind over their weak will. It made her feel powerful and smart. She would never admit that it also made her feel, just for a moment, younger, as if she could stop time. That was power.

What would Smokey Do?

As a girl, she'd grown up hiking in the woods, backpacking, hiking. She'd been told over and over again from Smokey Bear: "Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires."

We'd had a campfire, and let it burn all the way down. I took a stick and stirred the ashes. Still, it smoldered. We were backpacking out in the dry country, where the trees aren't Doug Fir, but Ponderosa pine. Water sources were few and far between and we needed to save our water for drinking. It'd get hot in the day and we ran a real risk of dehydration.

So what's a good backcountry girl to do, but pull down her pants do her part to put the campfire all the way out.

I was both shocked and impressed. Bears pee in the woods all the time. So I guess it's exactly what Smokey would do.

Ski Bear!

Many a lusty teenager had a famous poster for Bear Valley ski resort (at least in Northern California). It showed an attractive woman (incidentally, the wife of the then-general manager), nude, from the rear, on skis, with a tree branch conveniently covering her derrière. 


Ski Bear...get it.... was a quintissential 70s poster, representing the wonderful naive iconoclasm of the age. How lovely. Too bad we don't see posters like this anymore. 

Small but Sexy

This image is small but sexy. She made it with her camera phone, at night, and the light wasn't great, and the camera light on the cel phone wasn't very good, but she wanted to take a sexy photo. Really sexy. And naughty. She had been looking at porn on her computer, bored, lonely, and drinking white wine. She was getting hot and bothered and getting up the courage to post  a picture of herself online.

She was worried one of her friends, of worse, a teacher, would see her image. So she wrapped a scarf around her like a bandit.

This was as sexy as she could come up with. Sometimes good things come in little packages.

Coy Caroline

Caroline was never my girlfriend, though I always wanted her to be. I can't even remember how we met, but it was when I first moved back to Portland. I was renting the upstairs of an old bungalow owned by a burned-out hippie. Upstairs I entertained my artistic friends, filmmakers, painters, indie musicians. Caroline was from Canada on a student Visa, and seemed to have lots of time to hang out, paint, do crafts, and just listen to old records from the thrift stores. She had a boyfriend, who was nice enough, but didn't seem particularly artistic. I was Caroline's "art" friend, part actual friend, and probably just as much, a creative outlet.

I was always flirting with her. And when we went swimming in the summer, I was always checking her out in her bikini. She was pretty as a model, with long, straight red hair, light freckles and a devilish smile. She always kept her mouth closed when she smiled, like the Mona Lisa, because she had one slightly crooked tooth. I thought she was stunning. 

No matter how much we'd go swimming, or how many cocktails we'd have, she wasn't going to leave her boyfriend and have the passionate affair with me that I felt we both so deserved. 

Finally, I realized that she loved photography and that I could at least appeal to that. I showed her some arty nudes I'd taken of a former girlfriend and she loved them. I casually suggested that she'd made a great model. She grinned coyly, and considered it with saying anything for a while as she flipped through the images. I could tell she was really giving it some thought. Even her forehead was crumpled up. And her lips were trembling a little. It was very cute. As hot as she was, she was also just a really nice girl. Not spoiled or stuck up. She was nice to everyone. Smart, but shy. Pretty and liked being pretty, but never conceited. The kind of girl in high school that was in sports, but also in the French club, and talked exactly the same to the popular kids as the unpopular. 

She loved photography, art. She wanted to be part of that world. She had grown up looking at images of models and movie stars. Of course she projected herself into those images. She also wanted to be a rebel, a little, because she'd always been the A student. But she also was scared and shy about herself, and didn't want to admit that as much as she intellectually accepted her A-cup breasts, she really wouldn't have minded being at least a B cup. She wanted to feel and look beautiful and sexy. And, if she was really honest, she actually loved attention.

"Ok," she said. And smiled her closed smile. "Let's do it."

Double Date

They went on a double date out for drinks and then dancing. Their girlfriends seemed to be getting along really well, and when they got back, things took an unexpected and interesting turn. The guys, encouraged by the flirting and teasing on the dance floor, dared the girls to kiss. They did. They dared them to take off their tops, and they did. They dared them to go farther, and they did. By this point, the girls did their own thing, and all the guys could do was stand back and watch. They grabbed their phones to get a picture because no one would ever believe them.

Sarah and Sona

Sarah was in my grad program, so was Sona. Sona had a boyfriend back in Saint Louis. Sarah was from San Francisco and had broken up with her last girlfriend before coming to school and so was single, and into ether boys or girls. Sona was into boys, and specifically her boyfriend, who she planned to marry, but with enough alcohol, she was into whatever felt good at the moment. Sarah liked to invite Sona or me over to her apartment, play records and ply us with cocktails. It worked. 

A Nice Relaxing Bath

She suggested taking a bath to unwind after a crazy day. She suggested she'd help him relax.

The Touch

She told her friend that the one thing she'd always wanted to do is feel another woman's nipples touch her own. She imagined it would be the softest, most erotic sensation ever.

On Vacation

The two things she wanted to do on her vacation was to go without clothes and without shaving. Her tan lines began to disappear and her stubble return. 

Roomies

She and her Freshman roommate got along well. Really well.

When it's time

A lovely image. Such a tight fit, and when it's time, there's no time to take off the panties.