Easter Goodness: Cute AND Cummy!

Last year I painted Delia’s balls like Easter Eggs and took pictures and video of her doing a holiday-appropriate fertility kind of thing, culminating in creamy egg-filling landing on a dandelion.

You know dandelions are edible, right? And so is creamy egg filling! Cum-eating is one of my wife’s specialties. I’d say she does it in over half of her videos, and I think this is the PERFECT time of year to combine cuteness with cumminess!

This year she posted the Easter Bunny picture set; we shared thirty of my favorites over on her blog if you want to see more!

My shadow is not in ANY of those thirty pictures, by the way … but this is definitely my preferred format for making appearances these days: barely visible. Just a hint of Trixie. SHADOW Trixie! Man-behind-the-camera Trixie. Sunshine-on-my-shoulders Trixie.

As the days get longer I do feel more like coming out. More hopeful I’ll feel more visibly radiant one of these days soonish.

Staying off of social media helps. Easter is actually the one day I specifically resolved a few years ago to never look at what other people are saying or doing. I may not need to do anything to celebrate Easter myself, but I do find a lot of joy in a wide variety of Easter stories, rituals, traditions, etc. Including the story of the resurrection of Jesus.

While I appreciate and understand criticisms of Christianity — like how paganism was co-opted, perverted, criminalized and lethally punished by Christians, and Easter is a particularly good example of that — I’m still fed by some of those stories I grew up with. When you’re a kid, those things are real and bible stories are some of the first paranormal stories you hear and see PICTURES with rays of sunshine breaking out in all kinds of tragic places. The image of the stone being rolled away and the mystery and hope of his body being gone, and of him appearing to people who loved him afterwards are beautiful stories that most people need in one form or another.

While the Christian stories are understandably stupid and/or too inextricably tied to ugliness and horror for many people (and nobody should be forced to honor or respect what is just pure scary bullshit to them), some of us still love simple aspects of those stories and want to bask in the rapture of them. The stuff that old songs are about that have made people throw their heads back and arms into the air for centuries, craving love and relief and for magic to be real, or at least to suspend disbelief long enough to enjoy the stories that tell us they are so. It just feels more powerful when you participate in it with your voice and body.

On Easter I don’t want to be around or listen to people who tell me not to fuck outside like rabbits or not to believe in Jesus. Neither one of those peoples do I want to listen to so much, or share my voice or body or suspension of disbelief with. Which is part of why I’m being invisible a lot lately. And it is good.

 

Starry Winter Night Stroll

We got up too-early to go dance. It was worth it, but then all we wanted was a movie and food-in-bed and murder-porn lazy-time.

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With the velvety curtains drawn around our well-fed body heat, it finally got too stuffy by other people’s Sunday-night time-for-bed standards under the sloped-ceilings of our sleeping alcove. I whined for Delia to make me a bulls-eye egg NO WAIT can we take a walk?


Out in the dark in our pajamas, strolling the silent neighborhood … so many stars. My pj’s are a soft knit dress and thin fleece hoodie: no panties, no bra. Just shuffling along. It feels balmy compared to a couple weeks ago when the moon was full and the ground hard-frozen. She finds out her new nalgene does indeed glow.

We should be walking naked. Through gardens, not towards the obscenely-bright porch lights of people who go to bed so early. We should be walking naked with bare feet. RUNNING, even. Maybe we will someday, and then come back inside to dance. Or if it’s summer … stay outside to dance. All night long.

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There’s Orion. There’s The Big Dipper. There are billions and billions and billions of things I don’t know the names for. Just tiny little lights in darkness from where we’re moving, such tiny barely measurable distances together, walking at night towards another cold still building where we’ve danced before, and other people. Maybe for a hundred tiny little years.

HOLD MY HAND, I said. WE’RE MATES. MATED FOR LIFE.

We left the sometimes-lit straight roads for the darker curving trails. Little miniature hills roped with roots, rising and falling under our feet.


 

I can hear her downstairs, smell the buttered bread and egg she’s frying for me coming up the stairs.

Cutie Pie Porn! (PICS)

You probably can’t tell since I haven’t posted anything new here, but I’m pretty happy and relieved that this blog, my members-only blog, and almost all of our other data/content has been recovered. Personally? Almost a month after the hard drive failure that took our sites offline on November 14th I am nowhere near feeling recovered or performing up to snuff (and I don’t think “making up for lost time” is even an attainable goal), but on the jolly side of life, YOU CAN STILL ENJOY OUR SWEET, SWEET PORN!!

In case you need reminding (or just missed me so much that you need visuals to imagine giving me welcome-back hugs and snuggles), here are some previews of what I’ve posted inside my members-only area lately:

Video of me using my new "Uncut Lover" vibrating dong.

Video of me using my new "Uncut Lover" vibrating dong.


A strange little video of me using my slender, graceful fingers.

A strange little video of me using my slender, graceful fingers.

You might have already seen this on my temporary blog, but I think it’s worth a million reposts:

A charming shot of a big veiny dong between my big naturals!

A charming shot of a big veiny dong between my big naturals!

From an archived webcam show I very much enjoyed doing (and narcissistically watching):

Topless teasing via webcam with a little snatch of bush.

Topless teasing via webcam with a little snatch of bush.

One of the coolest parts was how my butt and hairy bush looked through the stretched-out mesh of my black semi-see-through support slip:

Check my butt & bush through this stretcheded out slip!

Check my butt & bush through this stretcheded out slip!

Some hot and sloppy/natural pics of me in the cabin wearing sweats and my old blogger hoody:

Pin-Up pose as I striptease out of sweats

Pin-Up pose as I striptease out of sweats


My butt in the loft of the cabin

My butt in the loft of the cabin


Panties in my blonde furry slit.

Panties in my blonde furry slit.

From a set of outdoor nudie pics before the cold weather REALLY set in (and it did, with an icy vengeance):

Natural pale Washington woman nearly-nude outside.

Natural pale Washington woman nearly-nude outside.

From a couple of very hot videos I posted in September and October:

Long Red Finger Nails and Hand Job Fetish

Long Red Finger Nails and Hand Job Fetish


Big Boobs! Upskirts! Panties! Tranny! Blowjob! Cum!

Big Boobs! Upskirts! Panties! Tranny! Blowjob! Cum!

Wearing some unusual (& very kinky if you like little piggies the way I do) socks:

My little feet in "toe-toe" socks and my pussy

My little feet in "toe-toe" socks and my pussy


White stirrup thigh highs & my curvy rear end.

White stirrup thigh highs & my curvy rear end.

I hope this little collection assures you I’m still active online and committed to providing stimulating bits of this and that. It may be awhile before I can blog the way I want to; I’ve got to focus on giving our members their money’s worth (and on GETTING more members)! I *do* have an exciting post for you about pooping and running out of toilet paper, but I’m holding it back so you have something to look forward to.

Shiny, shiny MOIST ‘n shiny brown lure, bobbing on and beneath the surface of the water. Did you miss me?

Members make my work worthwhile!!

JOINING is the only way to get all of my sweet porno!

Delia’s Trophy vs. Theirs

I contemplate which award is a bigger honor. If you were trying to impress people at a party, which award would you rather have bragging rights to?

A more detailed comparison of my girlfriend Delia & her website and chopped pressed meats, along with a fantasy of taking a woman-sized formed pâté to my class reunion. I discuss fillers, green business, added hormones and more.

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We have company for a few days, our dear friends Kris and BeerCanMan, but there is work being done, too. Or at least TALK of work being done. Well, I am officially doing work now actually, not that this is the work you WANT me to be doing (and I’m sure you’re with me and would rather I hadn’t devoted hours to bills and money-juggling today) and some of the work is very behind-the-scenes promotional stuff but anyway. More later!

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