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It's the truth! Honest!
Posted:Apr 22, 2017 10:43 am
Last Updated:May 15, 2017 1:45 pm
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A few days ago, I had a slightly unfortunate run in with a treadmill. I'm relieved to say that no one saw it, or worse still, uploaded a video of me landing in a heap on the floor to the internet.

I could have been a lot worse. The knees are healing ok and the resulting muscle aches are subsiding.

However, what has hurt the most is that people don't believe me when I say how my knees got grazed. Alas, this is one occasion where my injuries were from something way less fun than a good hard seeing to on the carpet.

Have you ever had any injuries that people have assumed were from kink/sex but weren't?
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Chat up lines #8
Posted:Apr 22, 2017 10:33 am
Last Updated:Apr 24, 2017 1:38 pm
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Despite being more than a little disturbed about the combination of a family member, a pet and some Sun-Pat, this email received did make think about the inconsistencies I often see when reading erotic stories.

The cousin here goes from girl to boy and back to a girl again all in the space of one poorly constructed sort of sentence. When browsing the web, I often read things along the lines of 'he entered her with his foot long, 8 inch cock' or 'he was the tenth man to fuck her virgin pussy'.

I may have read a few erotic novels in my time and generally find the writing to be poor and the stories lacking in some way or another. I'm yet to find an erotic book I love from cover to cover. I'll just have to keep on reading until I find one.

What's your favourite erotic novel and why?

p.s. If anyone says fifty shades of grey I will block them
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Gender neutral toilets
Posted:Apr 15, 2017 5:34 pm
Last Updated:May 15, 2017 1:47 pm
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I work in a relatively large office as my home site with around 1000 people also based there. Movement around the building is restricted through pass cards that only let you into the wings that you are supposed to be in.

The male and female toilets nearest me have recently been refurbished, rather cheaply IMHO . Gone are the separate sex bathrooms and here to stay are gender neutral facilities.

I can now wee in a cubicle while carrying on an important conversation about vital business stuff with my male colleagues who are tinkling in the stalls next to me. And, importantly, it removes any awkwardness for those who are uncomfortable with traditional gender segregated facilities.

The resulting uproar this has caused has amused me greatly. Many women have requested special access to other wings via their access cards so they can wee in gender specific toilets. When I've asked why, the common response has been that some men are perverts and they don't want to wee while someone is getting off listening to them in the next cubicle.

I've pointed out that women can be perverts too and asked what the difference is. Not one person objecting on this basis has been able to provide a good response to this - they merely look at me like I'm mad to suggest that women could ever be this way. We all here on ALT know that there are girl perverts now don't we!

One woman has recounted her horror at going into the toilets to find a man weeing in a cubicle with, wait for it, the door open! While she couldn't see any of his dangly bits she was still shocked to the core. Now I do agree that this is inconsiderate, but it's hardly the most shocking thing in the world is it? She walked out in disgust. I would have shouted loudly in the hope of making him jump in fright with the obvious and unfortunate mid-flow consequences.

I, frankly, couldn't care less who hears me and have actually made some rather nice new male friends through chatting as we wash our hands as I've seen them in there regularly, our bladders clearly aligned.

What are your views? Fan? Indifferent? A necessity? Or would you hold it in?
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Out of practice
Posted:Apr 15, 2017 3:38 pm
Last Updated:Apr 22, 2017 10:01 am
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Life has been a little manic over the past month or so with lots of change underway. But change, even if it doesn't always feel like it at the time, is generally a good thing. Most is outside of my control and I think I'm doing a pretty good job of rolling with it all and finding the positives.

All this has meant I've become a little out of practice at writing blogs but hopefully I can get back into the swing of it soon.

Another thing I've become rusty at is wearing heels. I used to wear them, teamed with a suit, every day at work. I'd think nothing of wearing high heels whilst commuting across London and beyond and keeping them on all day.

However, a general disinterest building over time combined with my impending departure from the company has led to me turning up for work looking, as a dear colleague described it, 'a bit scruffy' compared to the past. Still, I'm crossing off the days to go on a calendar and I'm sure there'll be a new found sense of smartness when I start working somewhere else wherever that is. There needs to be!

I recently decided to dress up a bit for an evening with my lover. After I'd set up the room (the one with the hook in the ceiling) as instructed, I donned a full set of black lingerie, a lacy LBD and heels. I walked around a bit to practice before he arrived and teetered somewhat but thought I'd be fine.

However, after his arrival, I barely made it up the stairs without breaking an ankle and after a few minutes of standing still with my dress hitched up around my waist and my arms tied above my head I developed terrible cramps in both legs to the point I had to ask to be let down slightly so I could take the damn things off.

What are you out of practice at?
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What animal is yours?
Posted:Feb 8, 2017 2:35 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2017 5:29 am
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During a recent discussion, made rather lively thanks to Messrs Miller, Hendricks and Tanqueray, the question of 'if your orgasm was an animal, which animal would it be?' came up.

After a lot of soul searching, and more than a little slurring, my answer was eventually articulated. I'm somewhat surprised I remember the response with such clarity.

Mine is a different animal at different times. But the overall conclusion was that it's mostly a stampede of raging wildebeest (I'm allowed to have more than one beast at a time). Second to to the stampede, it's a butterfly. A black butterfly with attitude and razor sharp wings, but a butterfly nonetheless.

What animal is yours?
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His gift
Posted:Jan 16, 2017 2:37 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2017 3:59 pm
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It was my lover's birthday recently and I'd wracked my brains for ages for an interesting gift for him. I like to give unusual presents, something different from a pair of socks, a bottle of wine or a weekend away. So, after a lot of searching, I settled on some shibari tuition from a wonderfully talented lady.

He's pretty good (in my opinion at least) at tying people up but it's all self taught and I thought it would be fun for both of us to get some professional input. We've been to various shibari events and the performances put on have been really interesting (aka erotic) to watch. And I, of course, enjoy him tying me up and having his wicked way with me.

So this weekend, I found myself:

- dangling up side down from a shibari ring from one leg with my arms bound behind my back.

- suspended sideways with my arms and legs bent and bound behind me.

- sat with my crossed legs bound, my arms tied behind me, my torso bent forwards and tied so I couldn't sit up with a rope around my neck (safety did feature highly in her tuition for those who worry) and my ponytail attached via rope to a shibari ring so my head was held high.

And, oh my goodness, do I ache today! Being inverted with all your body weight being supported by ropes solely around one thigh really bloody hurts. I also went bright red within seconds from all the blood rushing to my head.

I was upside down for no more than five minutes and off the ground for about fifteen. How those who perform professionally manage to do it so gracefully and without grimacing I don't know. So massive respect to those who make it look so easy.

Perhaps it's a question of practice makes perfect. We'll see as there are loads of things we want to put into practice at home. His enthusiasm for ropes has definitely been heightened from the experience. Maybe some pics will follow. Perhaps of me in a neck brace when it all goes horribly wrong

What have you seen that looks so easy but isn't in reality when you come to try it?
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Chat up lines #7
Posted:Dec 28, 2016 2:10 am
Last Updated:Feb 8, 2017 2:21 pm
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I am way better than I look

Can you tell how someone will be in bed by their outward appearance or from looking at their profile pictures?

I don't really think so. Some of the more alternative or kinky looking people can be the most vanilla in bed. Some of the most attractive people can be completely selfish lovers. Some of the meek looking people can be absolute animals between the sheets. Personas depicted in profiles don't always translate into reality.

Of course, the opposites to all those statements can be equally true. And one person's wonderful is another's awful.

What do you think?
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Tales of the unexpected #6
Posted:Dec 27, 2016 5:41 pm
Last Updated:Jan 2, 2017 5:10 am
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I was naked, blindfolded and gagged as I felt leather cuffs being fastened around my wrists and ankles.

I was led out into the garden. The cold night air and the tingle of anticipation made me shiver.

I was instructed to get on my hands and knees and to stay very still. I felt him move and then the tugging on my cuffs began. I was unsure what he was doing.

Despite my instructions, I tried to shift positions. It was then I realised I couldn't.

A split second later, I felt the sting of his flogger. Over and over it bit against my cold flesh as I desperately tried to keep quiet not wanting to arose the suspicions of my neighbours any further than they probably were already.

It was easier to stay quiet then than it was when he entered me.

Tent pegs are rather good for immobilising cuffed women in the garden in case you didn't know.

Have you found any other effective ways of pinning your lover down on the lawn?
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For the very first time
Posted:Nov 23, 2016 9:21 am
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2016 4:06 pm
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I was chatting to a very good friend and ex-lover the other day. He's been seeing a very lovely and very sexy lady for a few years now and he mentioned that the night before had been the first time they had slept together but had not 'slept together'.

I asked him the reasons why which he explained then I asked him how he felt about it. His response was that it was one of the best nights he had ever spent with her. Me thinks the man may be in love. Which is fabulous as he deserves to be happy and have someone special in his life.

For me, in the early days of seeing someone, the key focus of the time we have together is on sex and I think I'd be rather miffed if it didn't happen. However, as relationships develop there is often a time when the deed is not done for whatever reason. And I agree with my friend, this can be a really key moment. The moment you realise that there is something deeper there. That the relationship, whatever form it may have, runs deeper than just a means to get your rocks off.

The first time this happened with my lover was lovely. Tough events outside of our relationship meant that talking and spooning and just being close to each other was more important to us both. How sweet is that!

Do you remember the first time with your lover (if indeed there has been one)?
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Reaction
Posted:Nov 17, 2016 7:15 am
Last Updated:Jan 2, 2017 6:40 am
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I waited for him, kneeling, the door on the latch, my heart and mind racing wondering what his reaction would be when he saw me.

Rather positive I'm pleased to say.
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