Suzi's Sexy Blog

What to do with used up sex toys

I should be in bed now - I've had a busy day modelling lingerie - but my boyfriend is out and I cannot get to sleep. I tried out my trusty Jack Rabbit, but I still feel wide awake! Rats! I have to be up at 6am! And my Rabbit, although still working very well, could do with a little friend, I think.

So I have been looking at some websites, and got side tracked and usual, and I found this: Sex Toy Cemetary (which I got to from Boinkology - great name!). I made sure my Rabbit was packed away well before I continued, lol!

Well, that link took me on to another site for (would you believe this?) Recycling Your Sex Toys!  I dunno. Not sure I like that idea, but I do see their point, especially if you are keen on saving the environment (or if you have a wacky sense of humour).

But I think that I would rather bury my Rabbit when his time comes. After all, just lately he is becoming quite a companion, just like this girl's clitoral pump was to her:

A load of Golden Balls - or not?

Just a quick note here as I'm incredibly busy with Xmas promotions and things .... but I just had to ask this...

(Picture from The Daily Mail)
Are those 'Golden Balls' real ...?

Evidently a spokesman from Giorgio Armani (for whom David Beckham is promoting these tight white briefs) is making 'no comment'....

Lucky Victoria if this is not air brushed!

Spanking Video - maybe

My agent has finally heard from the little porn company that offered me work.  As you know, they deal mainly in 'tease' stuff and fetishes (stockings, pantyhose, legs, feet, that type of thing).  But they are setting out on a new venture.  They are getting together a site dedicated to spanking.  And guess who they want to star in one of their first videos?!

I must admit that I am into spanking.  Not in a big way, but I do like the odd slap with a paddle from my boyfriend.  It really turns him on too.  I don't like pain though, and I definitely don't want to end up with whipping marks!  So I got my agent to assure me that the spanking that would take place would be light.

He said that this company is into real as opposed to fake porn and the spanking would therefore be very real. Which means I will end up with a very red bum!  I have worked for porn companies before who add blusher to the girl's backside to make it look red and sore and, to tell you the truth, I was hoping that would be the case with this company.  You know, a few slaps with a paddle or a light touch with a whip to start things off, then a quick cut for some blusher to be liberally rubbed into my bum cheeks and then on with the show!

This needs more consideration I think.

Strange telephone call....

I had a call this afternoon from the director of the porn shoot I did a little while ago - you know, the one where I refused to swallow and nearly messed the shoot up (is that a pun? lol!).  Anyway, he had said he would be in touch to give me more work, but I hadn't been holding my breath.  Then out of the blue he rang.

The strange thing is, he didn't want to talk about me making another film for him.  He said it would be nice if we met up for a drink soon.

Now I'm no mug when it comes to fellas.  An invitation for a drink could be just his excuse to get into my panties.  But there again, I could do with some more film work.  It's difficult.  I didn't want to push too much by asking lots of questions and perhaps ruin my chances for work, but I did say I would have to check my diary, to find a day when I wasn't going out anywhere with my boyfriend, and I hope he took the hint from that.

But fellas don't always take the hint, do they?

So I've arranged to meet him for a lunchtime drink on Tuesday. I'm in London doing some modelling work that afternoon, so I won't be able to stay too long.  And I'll see what comes of that, so to speak!  But I'm still a little curious about what to expect.

Never mind, must get off the computer and go and cuddle my nice warm man now.  See ya!

My First Real Sex

I haven't blogged for a couple of days as I haven't been feeling that great.  I've had my first cold of the winter.  I still did a modelling assignment yesterday, but all I wanted to do after getting home from working in a cold, drafty studio was curl up by the fire and feel sorry for myself!

Catching lots of colds is one of the hazards of travelling regularly on London tubes.  Packed in like sardines and breathing in everyone's germs (and garlic breath) is a sure way to pick something up!

That reminds me of something I had to tell you.  I was in a tube station yesterday when I saw a guy I hadn't seen for some time.  He was my first boyfriend at university.  I'd had boyfriends before, but he was special as he was the one who showed me that sex doesn't have to be a quick bang behind the cycle sheds or in the back of some boy's clapped out car.  And he showed me that some men (like him) think it's important that girls cum as well as them.  And that was a first!

We got together in the first week of term.  We had loads in common.  We liked the same sort of music, we had the same stupid sense of humour, and we both loved clubbing, which meant that by the end of the first few weeks we also had something else in common.  We were both broke!

But that was good in a way because we had to stay in a lot and then we really got to know each other.  And that meant having lots of sex!

He taught me loads of new things.  I had never done the '69' position until then and I was a bit shy about him licking out my pussy, but it made me feel so good!  And he had a lovely big dick too.  He showed me the right way to give him a handjob; how to grip just tightly enough so that I could rub up and down his dick; how to tease the sensitive tip.... I can give a great handjob now!  And he was so caring.  Looking back, it may have been because he thought that was the best way to get me to have mind blowing sex with him, but I don't care.  He taught me so much, and at the time he loved me too and that, I guess, is what made the sex so fantastic.

We had a fairly long love affair.  It lasted for a couple of years with only one short break up.  But then he had to go abroad for a year as part of his course and it all fell apart.  He had his life and I had mine.  We e-mailed each other when we could and sometimes we even wrote.  Phoning cost too much money so that was out of the question.  So we just lost touch.

By the time he came back I had graduated and moved on.  We lived quite far apart from each other, so there was no point in meeting up again.  So we just didn't bother. 

And now I've seen him again and all those old feelings are starting to come back.  He's still really fit.  Lovely silky black hair and big brown eyes.  I love his voice too.  I wasn't really looking my best (being ill with my cold), so I was a bit embarassed for him to see me, but he seemed really pleased. 

We had a quck chat, but we were both in a rush and had different tubes to catch, so it didn't take long.  We swopped phone numbers though.

It's probably because I'm still feeling a bit low after my cold, but I am thinking about him a lot right now.  I love my boyfriend to bits so I don't know quite what this is all about. And I guess the feelings will wear off in a day or two.

That is, if he doesn't get in touch.

Such a turn on!

I've been looking at those pictures again - the ones I borrowed from Zani - and trying to work out what it is about them that turns me on so much.

The lesbian pictures, well, nuff said!  I like girls.  I like their soft bodies and I like licking their pussies and I love them licking mine.  So pictures of girls loving each other is bound to turn me on!

And the lingerie pictures.  There's not actually much lingerie to be seen on most of the girls (some lovely girls though!), but once you click on the pictures and see the extra ones there's some great lingerie shots there.  I borrowed them because I love lingerie.  I love wearing silky panties and lacy bras - oh yes, and stockings too, especially sheer black ones with lacy tops.  I look good in them too.  People are always telling me I have lovely sexy legs, so it's nice to show them off.

And I know my boyfriend loves my legs, especially when I put nylon stockings on.  He loves rubbing his hands up and down my legs and running his fingers underneath my stocking tops, and moving his hands slowly up my thighs and teasing me by putting a finger just inside my panties, but not quite enough to touch my pussy.  And he makes me wait until I'm almost screaming at him to rub my pussy, and I can feel him getting really big and hard and his cock is almost bursting out of his jeans......

Ooooh!  I'm all wet now!

What was I talking about?  Oh, never mind, I think I'll go and cuddle up close to my nice warm man.  But maybe I'll put my black stockings on first.

Loads of Sex and Lovely Sexy Pics!

My fella got home late last night, pissed out of his skull and rambling on about an argument he'd had in a pub.  It was about camera lenses would you believe?  I don't know, half the world is starving, there's horrible, unjust wars going on all over the place and my fella and another guy nearly come to blows over camera lenses!  Men!

I wouldn't have cared, but I was still feeling horny after reading erotic stories (I read a few) and although the Jack Rabbit helped, it was a cold night and I wanted a long sexy cuddle and a shag with a nice warm man.  But it was not to be.  He was out like a light as soon as his head touched the pillow.  He didn't even feel it when I wrapped my arms around his waist and fondled his dick, so I gave up, had a quick and quite satisfying pussy fondle, and then I went to sleep too.

He was all apologetic this morning.  I tried to stay mad at him, but I had to rush around to get the train, so I forgave him so I could have a quick hug and a grope before I left, lol!

The glamour work was as usual, lot's of waiting around and getting cold and then having to get into all sorts of sexy positions in a hurry.  The photographer was nice though.  He asked me out for a drink.  I said no I'd better not, but we did exchange phone numbers.  It's work, you understand!

This evening I have been sitting cuddled up to my fella on the sofa.  Well more than that really.  I made him really work to make up for last night, lol!  The poor guy was exhausted by the time he'd made me cum a few times.  I think it's important to cum as much as you can, don't you?  I made him a nice chinese meal so that he got his energy back and opened a bottle of wine (a present from one of my employers - quite posh too!) and we watched a horror video.  At least I did.  He fell asleep, poor luv!

So anyway, I got on ICQ to Zani and she asked me if I wanted to share some pictures she had downloaded from a sponsor of hers.  They are pretty hot stuff so I said yes.  I like the Lesbian ones and the Lingerie ones best, so I've posted them to some pages on this blog.  I just had to click on the links though.  Made me all hot and wet again, lol!

It's quite late here and I'm just off to bed.  Wonder if I can wake my boyfriend up again?  It's worth a try.  See ya!

Lonely Thoughts of Erotica

I'm feeling a bit lonely tonight.  My fella is out touting for extra photo work (which means hitting a few pubs in Brighton).  I could have gone with him but I've had a busy day at a photo shoot and was a bit tired when I got home, so I said no.  And now I'm wishing I'd gone.  I sometimes wonder, just for a little while, what he gets up to when he goes out on his own.  But then he comes in from these 'meetings', usually drunk out of his skull or bombed out and going on and on about this new work he's got, and I know he hasn't been up to any 'naughty stuff'.  After all, men can only think of one thing at a time, can't they?  So how could he have been with another woman and then talk endlessly about photography?  No, his mind couldn't cope with that!

But there's crap on the TV and I've read every mag in the house, so now I'm bored!  I even tried writing an erotic story, but it just didn't work out right.  I wish I could write erotic fiction like my boyfriend, or like Zani.  I try, but I get too horny to concentrate!  And as you see from this blog, when I do write about something sexy, my efforts are rather limited.  But they are not fiction, they have happened to me, so I suppose that's a plus, lol!

Zani's good though.  She's got a blog with some of her erotic writing on (under her other publishing name).  Her Aroma Therapy story still makes me wet each time I read it, and I've read it loads of times.

Maybe I'll go and read it again now.  And get my Jack Rabbit out to go with it too!  Do you know, just thinking about it makes me feel all warm inside, and wet too, lol!

In that case, I think I'll sign off now and go and do something about it.  See ya!

A Really Sexy Dress!

I have found the most wonderful latex dress.  It is so, so sexy!  I'm not usually into out and out fetish gear, but I do like the sexy stuff and this definitely fits the bill!

The makers call it a 'Garter Dress' and I suppose that is the best way to describe it.  It's slinky and curvy and it has suspenders to keep my stockings up.  I absolutely love it!

The dress is made out of 14 gauge rubber, which means little to me, except that I guess this is where the 'fetish' part comes in - especially as the girl modelling it is wearing it with rubber stockings and no panties.

My fella would love me in it, I know he would.  So I'm gong to give him some very broad hints (and if they don't work, I'll print the web page out and put it in front of him, lol!).  I would get the extra small size, but the dress comes in loads of sizes and I reckon it would look great on larger ladies too.  It's that type of dress which suits all types of figures and makes them look sexy as hell.

I want it now!  But I s'pose I'll have to wait for Christmas, and then I can wear it clubbing.  With panties on of course.  Until I get home with my boyfriend anyway!

Can't wait!

About Fetishes...

Actually, I suppose the title is a little cheeky, as I don't know an awful lot about fetishes myself, but Zani has just made a new blog about fetishes and is really getting into the whole thing - looking at fetish forums and doing lots of research (she tends to do that when she has a new project), and it got me thinking.

Although I do work now and again in the adult industry, I've always been reluctant to do any fetish work.  Ok, modelling nylons and getting my feet sucked is fine (I always make sure I wash them first though :) ), and I do like getting dressed up in leather gear and some of the lingerie is lovely, but getting into all the heavy stuff - bondage and that - has always scared me.  I've lost a few jobs because I wasn't willing to be chained up or have my boobs tied, but I just don't like pain! (although when I come to think of it, I do quite enjoy a spanking, but from my fella - he knows how far to push it).

I also think that people who are really into bdsm, bondage, or whatever, don't really want to see porn stars posing in ropes, they want real bondage people.  Of course, I could be wrong.

A little while ago my agent phoned and said he had some fetish modelling work for me.  I must admit I was intrigued, but a little wary.  He said it was to do soft core fetish modelling - in tights and lingerie and stuff, and non-nude (which in this industry means you can be as nude as you like as long as you don't show your pussy), sort of 'tease' stuff.  I've always wanted to work for a big 'tease' company, but so far he hasn't been able to get me a contract.  He reckons this new little site is along the same lines though, but leans more towards fetishes - not just nylons and pantyhose, but women with whips and wearing latex and leather.

I'd like that!  I can just see me now cracking my whip (a bit like Zani's picture in fact, lol!).  Hope he gets me the job.  The idea of 'soft core fetish' may not come to much, but dressing up in sexy fetish gear without being tied up would be great!