mans penis covered in rainbow glitter

The Lion and the Unicorn by Ella Scandal

Watching Aaron painting his corkscrew hair is one of my favourite pastimes. When we first met he’d blushed when I caught him converting a patch of grey back to his natural black. After a few months, he’d just smiled sheepishly when I commented on how good he looked with a few highlights. But now? Now my eyes are flickering around as if I’m in the middle of REM sleep, watching his deft hands fly over his locks with primary coloured chalks, powders, and glitters.

Today isn’t just our first Pride event as a couple. It’s Aaron’s first ever. We met just after last year’s, in a café on the high street. I’d just thought he was a hetero guy. A straggler from the gig that had gone on at the university. It was his band tee that had made me assume, you know? I’d been worried that he was about to start something, with the way he kept staring at me. But when he did open his mouth it was to confess that he’d spent all weekend on the periphery of our colourful celebrations, all constricted and closeted and not knowing how to get out. Even today, he’s still half in, but that’s all about to change in the hugest of ways.

See, this year’s event will be televised. My sister, Syd, had called us brave this morning when we said we weren’t put off by the idea of cameras. I’d been so fucking proud when my usually meek boyfriend looked her square in the eye and said, “You’re calling us brave for going about the every day business of living our lives? You sure you’re an ally?

The way he’d pulled back his shoulders and lifted his chin… it was the first time I’d ever seen him look so sure of his own identity. Damn, it had made my dick so hard. And now, thinking about how ferociously we’d fucked in the kitchen when Syd left is making me hard again.

As I watch Aaron finish blending a bright purple stripe of hair with a neon pink one, he shifts his gaze. He holds my eyes but doesn’t stop. He just switches to a different brush and starts to blend in some red. When his lips quirk into a smile I know he’s noticed. At this stage I’m only wearing a thong and a multi-coloured chain chest harness, so he knows what’s what.

All it takes is a sharp move of his desk chair for me to know what he wants me to do. There’s room for me now, under the table that’s littered with pots and powders. I don’t walk to him. I crouch, fall forward and let my hands slap against the floorboards, then crawl. I prowl across the room, chest so low it’s almost skimming wood. Even though my head is pulled back I still have to look up at him through my lashes.

Aaron pauses in the middle of smudging orange into the red stripe and groans, “Jesus, every time you look at me like that I just want…”

When I reach him, I smell him. Patchouli, black pepper, and vanilla. His signature shower gel. It’s faint at his ankles. His giggle when I lick his instep isn’t, though. It’s loud and it reverberates through me, making my eyes roll as I run my tongue up his shin bone, as I drag it through the rough hair and wrinkle my nose against the tickle.

As soon as I reach a patch of soft, smooth skin I start to suck. Aaron widens his legs and I see an opportunity. His cock is only half erect, but not for long. God, I can barely breathe. I’m about to do something that’ll make him purr and I know the sound will have me fucking the floorboards. I twist my neck, push my face into the hollow at the back of his knee, and bite.

“Fuck!”

A make-up brush bounces off my hand and rolls under the desk. I bite deeper, form a seal with my lips and suck so hard I know I’ll leave a lingering mark. But I won’t stop. I can’t stop, because Aaron’s heels are digging into my shoulder blades and he’s squirming so much his chair starts to roll over the floor.

I follow, still latched on, and as soon as the chair hits the bed I shift. Hands on Aaron’s soft thighs, pulling myself up, dipping my head to kiss and nibble my way over his skin. His goosebumps almost make me laugh, but my mirth fades when I catch another scent. The patchouli and pepper are stronger here, but there’s something else layered beneath them. It’s the scent of Aaron. Of his crotch. The natural fragrance that always clings to his pubic hair no matter how well he washes.

He’s supposed to be the big cat today, but I’m the one roaring. I’m the one losing my shit, lunging at his cock and taking it to the back of my tongue before I’m even ready. I gag. Splutter through my nose. Feel my eyes watering and don’t give a fuck about mascara tears because Aaron is already grabbing my hair and pumping his groin.

I love this. Love having his cock in my mouth. Its taste, its size, the feel of his foreskin moving beneath my tongue. The stretch of his over pronounced head pushing past the last barrier in my throat and sinking into my oesophagus makes my arse spasm.

Holding my head still, Aaron fucks my mouth. His balls slap of my chin. We’re not even on the bed and the springs are squeaking. I’m going to cry. Puke. Pass out. Come. Fuck, I’m so close to coming and my cock hasn’t even been touched.

Aaron must know. I don’t even realise he’s withdrawn until he’s on his knees in front of me, shuffling closer until our chests are touching. He grabs my cock and mashes it against his, shaking his wrist and wanking us both at the same time. I’d love to help, but I’m so overcome with desire it’s rendered me useless.

And this is what Aaron loves. Me, so fucking delirious with need for him that I become nothing more than thrusting hips, a ravenous mouth, and animalistic growls.

In a desperate bid to keep myself upright, I grab the edge of the desk. Aaron gasps, a sure sign that he’s about to blow, and my sack tightens in response. My balls ache so much I realise I’m afraid of this orgasm. How fucking intense is it going to be?

So intense I throw my head back and holler at God. Is that my spunk or Aaron’s splashing my Adam’s apple? Why do I want to get back on all fours so that he can fuck me? My head drops forward and I open my eyes. What the fuck? Aaron is laughing, and I immediately see why. A rogue pot must have rolled off the desk when I grabbed it and spilled its contents over our dicks. Mingled in with our sticky come is the cutest iridescent powder.

“Well, you did say we just have to be ourselves today,” Aaron says with a grin. He grabs my headpiece off the bed and fits it just above my sweaty forehead. “I wouldn’t be a lion if I didn’t have my rainbow mane, and you wouldn’t be a unicorn if you didn’t jizz glitter.”

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Monika holding red corset strap on harness with words Picking a strap on harness written over it

Picking a Strapon Harness

Picking the right strapon harness might be a little bit confusing at the beginning. There are so many styles and variations to choose from that it feels like you want to pick them all just to see how they look on you. Been there done that! You’re not alone.

So let us help you to get to know the styles of the strapon harnesses so that you might get a better idea of which one would suit you.

Overall there are three styles of Strapons. So lets start from the most popular:

1.Joque Style Harness

This strapon is great to start with but at the same time it is very confusing to put it on. So you might look at the images on the box explaining how to put this strapon on or watch YouTube videos. Joque Style Harness has a strap around your waist so its secure, also two separate straps around your tights. The straps are long enough for almost every person so there’s no worry about the size. The beautiful thing about that is you can always cut the rest which you don’t need. My favorite from this style is from Sportsheet Red Lace Corsette Strapon. So sexy!

The best thing about Joque style harness for me is crotchless feature. My personal tips:

  • while penetrating your partner with a strapon dildo stop for a moment and let him please you for a bit with their tongue.
  • change the position to sixty nine and please each other together. Let your partner to lick you and vice versa. It really spice things up and gives that little twist in the whole play.
  • use a vibrator or dildo to please yourself and let your partner watch you.
  • wear a strapless dildo to penetrate both of you. The strapon harness holds a dildo nicely.

You can really play around and use your imagination with different positions when using Joques style Harness. It also feels so damn sexy and gives you confidence when it’s on.

2. Thong style Harness

It reminds me of the thong underwear. This harness is not for everyone, you might find it difficult if don’t like the feel of a string in your bum. The strap between your legs might rub the lady parts which might give you a pleasure but it could also be irritating during the sexy time. So it really comes down to personal choice. My advice: just try it and everything will be clear.

 3. Panty Style Harness

There are so comfortable!!! This would be my second choice from all of the styles. There are like pants that you wear for a trip and forget that it’s a strapon. They come in a three types ,panties, boxers and crotchless. With this style you’ll have to measure your thighs and waist to get the right size. The only down thing about this style is that the O-Ring doesn’t change, but don’t worry there are some stabilizers inserts to make it a bit easier like the one from Rodeoh, but do your research first. The panty style harnesses are really very simple.

Now let’s talk about the features you may find on some of the harnesses we’ve spoke about.

Materials:

Strapon Harnesses are made from different materials like leather, nylon, cotton, spandex, latex, pvc or polyester. It really is about your personal preference but remember the more expensive the material such as leather the more money you’ll have to pay.

Vibrators:

Some of the strapons come with a little bullet pockets so you can slide your bullet vibrator in which will give you that extra pleasure on your clit during pegging. We always use Rocks Off RO80 simply because they are so powerfull and fit perfectly in the little pocket.

Removable O-Rings

O-rings are very important if you want to take your pegging play to the next level and try different bigger sizes of the dildo. The O-Rings can be easily changed with the pop studs. Usually there are three sizes 1.5, 1.75 and 2.0inch.

For a look at the three different styles check out out video below.

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Monika standing naked on top of rocks looking down over the valley at Bradgate Park

On Top

It’s been just over a year since I’ve started my adventure with photography. As long as I can remember there have been cameras in our house, even before the first mobile phone was invented. Gosh, it feels very old when saying it this way.

When I first joined a basic photography course for beginners it was to learn about my DSLR so I can take better product images.

The course was brilliant, from one project to another I felt that I had a mission to do something amazing. I couldn’t wait to explore a new world of creativity and art.

And here I am now, on top of the hill of one of the nicest parks in Leicester – Bradgate Park. I had to wait 30 min at this spot for all tge curious dog walkers to go away.

Oh, I wanted to do it so badly! I knew that this is the image (in my head) I wanted from this trip. This is the one.

I’m wondering if anyone saw me from the other side…

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The Origins of Pride

People go to Pride for various reasons. Some go because it’s the only time they get to relax and be themselves, some go as a way to protest against the 74 countries where same sex relationships are still illegal; most go to enjoy the big colourful party. However, none of these are the reasons why Pride started in the first place, so let me tell you a little about its origins.

America 1950’s/60’s

Being part of the LGBT+ community in 1950’s and 60’s America was tough. Homosexuality was illegal and therefore being part of the community alienated you from society. Young people were evicted by their families for bringing shame and employers shunned people for their sexuality.

One area of New York City, Greenwich Village, was known for its more liberal attitudes and this was where those marginalised by society were most likely to be found, those that were members of the LGBT+ community alongside people who were homeless or had nowhere else to turn. The bars and clubs in the area often welcomed LGBT+ community members in the way most businesses didn’t. Police were aware of this and routinely raided the venues, though they were mostly after payoffs in return for not arresting and publishing the names of the customers.

27th June 1969

The turning point was a raid on one such bar, a bar which at the time was owned by the Mafia and whose name is synonymous with LGBT+ campaigns, The Stonewall Inn, on 27th June 1969.

On the night in question a police raid occurred at the bar, on this occasion there had been no tip off and the raid occurred later into the night than raids usually occurred so was unexpected. There were around 200 people in the bar that evening, many of whom tried to run as they realised what was happening but were prevented from doing so by police who were blocking the doors and windows.

Normally people would be separated into two groups, the men would be lined up at the bar while the female presenting customers would be taken into the women toilets to have their sex verified by a female police officer. Any man refusing to give his ID or who was dressed as a women would then be arrested. However, on this occasion many refused to hand over their ID and with the growing hostility it was decided to process everybody at the police station instead.

By this point a crowd had grown outside the bar, the cars and vans needed to take people to the police station hadn’t arrived. As the crowd grew larger still the police started lashing out at a crowd who, thanks to police action during anti-war demonstrations of the time, were anti-police. As one lesbian was bundled into the back of a van, having allegedly been hit over the head with a police baton, she yelled at the crowd ‘Why don’t you guys do something?’ That was all it needed to turn a crowd into a mob.

Some people managed to escape from the police and more still attempted to turn the police vans on their sides. They found bricks from local construction sites and begun hurling these at the police along with cans of beers and anything else to hand that could be used as a weapon. As with situations like this violence breeds violence and soon parking meters had been uprooted and were used as battering rams to reach the police that had barricaded themselves into the Stonewall Inn and flaming rags were thrown through the smashed windows.

All in all it took almost 3 hours for the streets to settle down again, 13 people had been arrested, many people had been hospitalised and 4 police officers had been injured. The Stonewall Inn itself had been destroyed, everything in it had been smashed and broken apart. Each night the violence and rioting began again and this cycle lasted for around a week before it abated and a calmness was restored.

The feeling many people had, as riots began again the following night, was more and more groups had come along and were supporting the LGBT+ community. This is something that nobody had experienced before. Some members of the community seized this opportunity and started leafleting, asking for bars to be run by the community and move away from the problems with the Mafia. Other members of the community hung their heads in shame and didn’t want to be associated with violence, they would rather be part of the general population and keep themselves hidden.

Stonewall Legacy

Obviously what happened at the Stonewall Inn wasn’t the first altercation or protest for rights, however, many people see it as the turning point. Gone were the days of quiet pleas for change, now was the time to be vocal and demand change. Within 6 months of the riots three different LGBT+ publications were in circulation. Sadly the raid on the Stonewall Inn certainly wasn’t the last, in one such raid someone so scared of the repercussions of arrested for being gay, jumped out of the police station window and impaled himself on the railings below. It was this point calmer protests were held, speaking to the police rather than reacting with violence.

The first anniversary of the raid on the Stonewall Inn saw a large gathering at the site to mark the change. There were several other gatherings in the large cities in the US and these were considered the first Gay Pride marches. The second anniversary of the raid saw a march through the city of New York that took up 15 blocks, more support was gained throughout the march compared to the amount of hostility it created.

London Pride

London had its first organised march in July 1972, on the closest Saturday to the anniversary of the Stonewall uprising, this march had around 2000 participants. Although it did have an unofficial gathering on the first anniversary of the uprising with around 150 participants.  London Pride is now one of the biggest Pride events in Europe but is certainly not the only Pride event to happen in the UK. There are now over 100 events in the UK and increasing every year, from small community events right through to the larger events.

Whilst the original reasons of Pride have become diluted, they have certainly become more and more diverse in whom they attract. You were hard pushed to find many women at the first few marches, with some actually having their own separate events. Now there is a huge spectrum of the LGBT+ community and their allies joining in for one big colourful party with each individual having their own personal reasons for being there.

Whilst June is Pride month because it’s the anniversary of the Stonewall uprising because of the huge number of Pride events that are held worldwide now they stretch out over the next couple of months to give us one long colourful summer.

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With Pride

June is pride month.

The month of June was chosen for LGBT Pride Month to commemorate the Stonewall riots, which occurred at the end of June 1969 in the USA and as a result many Pride events are held at this time of year including ours.

Pride is about people, real people that are often impacted by discrimination and violence. It is an event to both celebrate all the strides that have been made in the advancement of LGBTQ+ rights and also to continue to highlight the work that needs to be done to ensure that people can live happy, healthy and fulfilling lives no matter who they love.

In the past we are been reluctant to join in with Pride not because we didn’t want to support but because we didn’t know how best to do it. However this year we have finally come up with a campaign that we feel really reflects what we want to do achieve when it comes to Pride and that is for us to do something positive to help and try to raise money for The Albert Kennedy Trust.

“The Albert Kennedy Trust works with 16-25 year old lesbian, gay, bisexual and trans young people who are homeless or live in a hostile environment.”

Our Pride

So how exactly are we going to do that?

We have made 6 of our beautiful Ambits, each one sporting different pride colours. So we have a Gay Pride, a Transgender, a Bisexual, a Genderqueer, a Pansexual and a Polysexual dildo and we are going to auction them off to you. There is only one of each of the colours making them a truly limited edition Godemiche product.

The auction will run for 7 days starting on Monday 4th June 2018 and ending on Monday 11th June 2018 (at 12.00pm UK time).

Every single penny that we raise from the auction will be going to The Albert Kennedy Trust. We will cover every expense that this auction costs including the cost of shipping each dildo to the final winner because we want to truly support Pride by both raising awareness and money for this important cause.

Bid Now!

So what are you waiting for. Head over to our AUCTION PAGE and place your bid. If you are the winning bidder at the end of the week then you will have 24 hours to pay for your product through paypal and then you will be the proud owner of one of our 6 Pride dildos.

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Underneath his command

Underneath His Command

I’ve decided to include an image of @wriggly_kitty and @CJForrestauthor for the June prompt which is Underneath.

Back in March I had an amazing opportunity to take part in their rope play in our AirBnB room during the Eroticon weekend.

It was a very intense experience for me as a third person. But what really stuck in my head was the tension and passion they shared with each other. @wriggly_kitty put all her trust, body and mind into his hands. Underneath his command she was like a present that he wrapped so carefully in rope making her look and feel safe and secure.

When she lay down on the white sheet of the bed she was at his mercy, underneath his command and control. The things he whispered into to her ear made her groan deeply.

The room was filled with tension and it was a very erotic experience for me to witness them together like this

 

Underneath his command from above

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My view Sinful sunday. Monika sitting naked with her back to the camera on a bench at the top of a hill

My view – Sinful Sunday

My view is my treasure which, I have found this morning…

I was waiting for a good 30 minutes to own this place and now it’s mine.

This bench on top of the hill, me looking down at the people who may climb after me,

– don’t think about it, just breath… relax… and breath…

Take this moment to just be me… breath this nice cool breeze again and again…-

– I’m trying to let go the pressure and enjoy it.

I’ve never had this feeling in me when getting naked for a picture before.

and now the excitement has got me.

– Oh, my gosh how is this even happening?

I am totally naked! I’m so bloody happy! –

So many mixed feelings.

This was the most beautiful morning…

 

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Forest Princess Sinful Sunday

Forest Princess – Sinful Sunday

I called this image the Forest Princess because that’s how I felt when taking this image. The white dress made me feel so special at that moment.

Once the spot was totally mine it was the right time to unveal my pale skin out from my clothes.

 

 

Forest Princess Sinful Sunday

I was looking for the perfect location for my pictures for a long time that morning, it was getting late and people started to come and run around this gorgeous place.

Only if they knew what was just right infront of their eyes… I still feel excited even thinking about it.

PS. What would you call this image? I’m curious your thoughts. M xxx

Forest Princess Sinful Sunday

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Conscious - Sinful Sunday

Conscious – Sinful Sunday

It’s 6am and there’s no time for sleep anymore. I want to get rid of my clothes and be closer to the nature…

Let me just lay here under the beautiful tree and just breath the clear air for a bit.

I just want to forget about everything and be conscious of this moment. It’s perfect.

The sun touches my pale skin and it feels so empowering knowing that someone might see me.

The excitement got me and my nipples are hard. Come closer to the window and see me, I don’t mind.

Let me just lay here for few more minutes… just a little bit more, I want to feel more…

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Blossom – Sinful Sunday

Blossom

I am a flower

Blossoming under the sun

Swaying with breeze of life

Waiting in the rain

For a glimpse of sunlight

Catching morning few amidst

The darkness

sleeping in nutrients to fulfil my knowledge

Growing stronger each day

I stand still

As I watch myself blossom

-Janelle Fernandez

Feeling the nature

PS. This picture was taken in an early Sunday morning when we still had a nice sunny days in UK.

I am missing the warm brushes of the sun so much and I thought I will bring  some memories for the time being of the cold weather outside.

I was on my own walking on the wet grass to set the camera and the opposite of the trees there are actually some houses.

I haven’t seen anybody but if so I think they had a great entertainment that Sunday at 6am;)

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