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A Winter Warmer #wickedwednesday

Goodness it’s been unseasonably warm these past few days for this time of year.

So much so that I built-up quite a sweat on my run this morning . . . and just had to stop for a few, modest, moments to cool down.

And though most of the leaves in the park have now fallen, I found this lovely splash of red to cheer me up, before setting off again for the office.

Of course I put my clothes back on silly . . . but I think if you tap on the lovely Marie’s Wicked Wednesday button below, you’ll find lots more
Winter Warmth this Wednesday!


Xxx – K


Filed under sexual empowerment for women, Wicked Wednesday, womens Erotica

A Modest Necklace #Boobday Friday


I do love choosing which beads to wear of a morning before I leave for the office
. . . and often I wish I could leave wearing . . . nothing else!!!

A big morning thank you to the lovely John Tisbury for taking this photo of me in my favourite necklace for this week at  Hyacinth’s #Boobday Friday, because as Hy says . . .

Boobday is a weekly meme for us to honor breasts of all shapes and sizes belonging to all types of folks.

All of us who are the owners of breasts know their magical powers, but not everyone gets to hear it. I hope this will become a place of support and praise.

I totally, totally agree . . . and I’m sure you will LOVE seeing different boobs this, and every, Friday from clicking Hyacinth’s lovely cleavage below!


Xxx – K


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Modesty Ablaze “Love Bites” new video @makelovenotporn.tv


One of the things I enjoy about meeting new friends is discovering new, different, and fun experiences. We all have different desires, different fetishes and different things that excite and arouse us. And I always find that discovering . . . and sharing . . . those different experiences with new friends can be so fulfilling and enjoyable.

And that’s exactly what makes all of the #realworldsex videos at MakeLoveNotPorn.tv so relevant and such fun . . . because it’s real-life emotions and pleasures shared with real-life people!!!

And “Love Bites”, my newest video at MakeLoveNotPorn.tv is a perfect example of that because my new young friend surprised me by begging me to indulge his passion for “Love Bites” – and not in a place where you would normally think that love bites would be . . . !!!


. . . because, you see, he wanted me to give him love bites . . . down there!!! . . . if you know whereabouts I mean.

I wasn’t really sure I would be able to indulge him in his desires at first . . . at least not as “hard” as he seemed to want them. But he does have such a “lovely package” that I just couldn’t resist! And despite my initial reservations, I quickly began to really enjoy myself . . . and his lovely “package” . . . as I think will be obvious from this fun video!

You can view my introduction to “Love Bites” by clicking the preview screen at the top of this post . . . or from >here< . . . BUT, as I mention at the end of my introduction, if you register (it’s FREE) and watch the intro video directly from my MakeLoveNotPorn profile page there are some short Free Peek clips from the actual video itself at the end of my introduction. (AND, no it’s not like all those other video-sites! There are none of those horrid pop-up adverts and unwelcome invitations. MakeLoveNotPorn.tv is simply about other #realworld people just like you and me, celebrating-in, and sharing their sexuality and love.

I urge you to view, and see for yourself, exactly what I mean).

Love Bites MLNP Clip

There are lots more screen shots and Free Peek links to all of my #realworldsex videos, at my Make Love Not Porn page >here<. And much more on just why I love the whole concept of MLNP . . . and all of the other Real World People enjoying their own Real World Sex . . . from my “Why I Love Make Love Not Porn” introductory video (from March 2014) >here<.

“Love Bites” is my 32nd video released on Make Love Not Porn and you can rent it from my Modesty Ablaze Profile page at MakeLoveNotPorn >here<.

It’s completely FREE to register at MLNP and I’m sure you will enjoy not just my thirty-two #realworldsex videos, but lots of other fun and amazing contributions from the growing MLNP community as well!!!

Make Love Not Porn

I really do hope you get as much fun . . . and excitement . . . and wonder . . . from viewing “Love Bites” as my new friend and I,
rather obviously, had making it!!!

Xxx – K


Filed under #realworldsex at MLNP.tv, Make Love Not Porn, Mistress Modesty Ablaze, sexual empowerment for women

A Modest Cleavage #Boobday Friday

modestyablazecleavageI often envy the lovely cleavage’s on display each #Boobday Friday and wish that I was better endowed in that area.

But then I remember . . . that this is me, this is how . . . and who I am.
And after all that is, quite simply, what Hyacinth’s #Boobday Friday, is all about, because as she says . . .

Boobday is a weekly meme for us to honor breasts of all shapes and sizes belonging to all types of folks.

All of us who are the owners of breasts know their magical powers, but not everyone gets to hear it. I hope this will become a place of support and praise.

I totally, totally agree . . . and I’m sure you will LOVE seeing different boobs this, and every, Friday from clicking Hyacinth’s lovely cleavage below!


Xxx – K


Filed under #boobday, Boobday Friday

Anus Interruptus #sinfulsunday

I always like to explore whenever I am away on holiday . . . and when I was told that the highest mountain on the island was Mount Ainos I just had to investigate. Especially as the locals always seemed to pronounce it as . . . well, you know,
like ones . . . bottom!!!

“Apparently the road is very narrow and very twisty, and remember it’s my first day in the car” said an obviously worried Hubby.
“But darling it sound’s like a perfect ‘Mountain Scavenger Hunt’ spot” I winked and cajoled in reply.
And as we rose higher and higher up the mountain, the view was certainly spectacular . . . but very, very windy when we finally pulled into a car parking area near the summit.


So windy in fact that I had to lean back and steady myself against the sign.


“Just look at the view” I shouted to Hubby above the wind. “Isn’t it beautiful!”
“Yes, it’s fantastic” he shouted back . . . even though he was facing in completely the wrong direction!


“Come round in front of me then!” I yelled to him as I turned around to face into the wind to give him a better view of the valley below.


“Come on then” I said, “I can see two other cars on the road below, let’s go up to the top before they get here!”


But, as I turned away, there was another sudden gust of wind and I felt my sarong almost blown completely off me. The fabric had come undone on my left shoulder!!! Luckily the other had held fast and I caught it under my arm and then managed to wrap it back round me as we struggled back to the car.
“Drive me down to the far end, before those other cars arrive, and I’ll try to tie it back together somehow!”


Once he’d re-parked, Hubby got out to stand by the drivers side window to shield me from view should another car pull into the car park . . . finding it all a great joke as I struggled with my knots.
He had his head inside the car and was still laughing and making fun of me when suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw a cloud of dust above the boulders in front of us, accompanied by first a rumbling sound . . . then a strange ringing . . . like a discordant bell of some sort. Then within seconds I was horrified to see scores of shapes bounding over the rocks coming straight towards us.
“Get in the car!!!” I screamed. “We’re in a stampede!!!”


But Hubby had heard, and seen them as well, and was already scrambling in through the door as what seemed like hundreds of goats streamed past us on either side of the car.


As we recovered our composure . . . and I’d pulled my torn sarong up over my
chest . . . we noticed a goat herder walking along the road at the side of the
car park scattering food of some sort into the ditch.

And, as the occupants of those other two cars I’d spotted on the road below us, pulled into the car park and jumped out with their own cameras, we decided it was an appropriate moment to set off back down the hill to find a quieter spot for me to try to re-dress.

I’m sure there will be lots more dressing and undressing fun at this week’s
Sinful Sunday from clicking the lips below!

Sinful Sunday

Xxx – K

And as I’d almost inadvertently had my own flag flown at the top of Mount . . .
I still giggle every time I say it . . . Ainos . . . I would like to add this as a “Mountain” notch to Pieces of Jade’s, fun Scavenger Hunt meme.

And, if you are interested, you can discover lots more of my Scavenger Hunt submissions at current Scavenger Hunt page or visit my
Scavenger Slideshow!!!   

Scavenger Hunt Platinum Award

Xxxx – K


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Je vous remercie La Bauge littéraire


It’s always very nice when someone says flattering things about you, especially so when those words come from someone with similar interests . . . in this case erotic literature . . . and even more so from someone for whom English is not their native language.

So I was thrilled to receive a lovely email two weeks ago from the gentleman who publishes at La Bauge littéraire (a site dedicated to erotic literature) to tell me about his review of my Ebook  The Modesty Diaries – Part 1 The Journey on his site. Now although I’m multi-lots-of-things (as you can probably imagine), I’m afraid multi-lingual is not one of them . . . although I just swoon at the sound of a French accent, my schoolgirl french is not good enough to read more than a few words!.

However La Bauge has just re-published his review in English which he has very graciously allowed me to re-publish in full below. Several other posts from La Bauge also have English translations and I really urge you to visit the wonderful world of Amber Jahn and discover some of her amazing paintings at: A Radiant Artist. They are quite simply stunning!!!

Thank you once again to La Bauge . . . and, as I have already said to him . . . his words below have motivated me to try to find some time to compile more of my (lots and lots) diary scribbles over the past few years, into a new Ebook Edition as soon as I can.

Katie Ellison, The Modesty Diaries, t. 1 « The journey »

The article you are about to read on the Modesty Diaries has first been published in a French version on my website dedicated to erotic literature, La Bauge littéraire. As the French still have difficulties coping with the idea that there are things worth saying in other languages than their own, this original feature on Katie Ellsion and her Modesty Diairies has remained without any attention. Which is rather sad, as Katie and her excellent texts are worthy of being discovered by a larger public. So I decided to publish an English translation in order to reach a bigger audience, for the sake of these diairies, its saucy details and its human dimension which extends far beyond the boundaries of physical love-making.

As you all know, literature is a kind of a game at the crossroads of reality and fiction. While some texts don’t seem to have any connection whatsoever to the world we all live in, others try to render it in the most accurate way or are destined to give an account of someone’s (for example the author’s) life and his reflections on it. Regardless of this consideration, literature is always fictional, never the real thing entirely. Conscious of this state of things, I was not able to exclude the idea of the Modesty Diaries being some kind of literary hoax. Something rather common and not to be rejected as false or dishonest, just a way of making literature out of something. Since the initial publication of this feature, I have chatted on multiple occasions with this diary’s author, and I am convinced now that the woman behind it all is in fact real. As for the actions related, I am of course not an eye-witness and I can by no means guarantee the veracity of every single detail, but I am convinced that the episodes of her life she has chosen to integrate into this stunning text – those that have led the author on her path to an enlightened – and profoundly human – sexuality – are indeed genuine. This being said, we should of course not forget that, having been transformed into literature, these experiences have acquired an additional dimension  and a veracity that extends beyond that of a single person.


Those who come and visit the den of literature’s wild boar on a regular basis know all about the terrible thirst of this beast of the Teutonic forests for all things related to literature, a thirst that pushes it to transgress all bounds in its search for something to quench the fire in its guts, a fire nourished by its lust for literature and sex, a lust so measureless that it makes him forget all decency, a longing to push to the heart of even the strangest phantasms. You can easily imagine that such a longing is difficult to satisfy, and this is one of the reasons that pushes the wild boar to take a good look over the fence, to see what treasures there may possibly be in other languages. After Barbara Shumway, an American author presented recently with two features, it is now the turn of Katie Ellison, an English writer that I met, just as Barbara, on about.me, a site that built its business case around the notion of egotism, a kind of virtual visiting card that seems to exert a particular attraction on writers of erotica.

We should perhaps start by asking ourselves in what measure Katie Ellsion is about literature. Her texts are presented as excerpts from her diary, first published on a blog destined to be some kind of report of her discovery of – and slow progression toward – polyamory and a swinging life-style, of her first steps in this new world whose doors so often remain closed to the common mortal, caught in the conventions of a society that professes some sort of serial monogamy.

« These extracts are not fiction, but real life accounts of her occasional affairs, swinging adventures and encounters over the past decade. »1

Having never met the author elsewhere than in her writings, it is of course entirely possible that this is some kind of literary hoax, something rather common since the romantic ages, a trick that consists in creating fake biographies with all the appearances of the real thing. Whatever it may be in this case, as we talk (almost) exclusively literature in the wild boar’s den, and as this one has the habit of reaching out to those that offer him the possibility to travel the minds of writers, we are going to give credence to Katie’s story and delve into her texts, The Modesty Diaries, as if these really were the true confessions of a woman fulfilled by the experience of her openly assumed free sexuality.

As one would expect in a diary, everything is written from a first person perspective. As one follows the plot, one discovers a woman that nothing seems to make any different from the ordinary twenty-first century woman, married with kids, doing well in the job and at home. A woman whose first steps in the discovery of the sentimental and sexual aspects of life are those of the biggest part of her contemporaries. Up to the day where she starts (or lets herself get into) an affair, with all those mixed feelings that come along with it:

“Someone else found me attractive! Wanted me! Aroused me! Excited me! I just couldn’t help myself… even the complete feelings of guilt and shame in the aftermath, couldn’t stop me. I enjoyed it… and yes, I wanted it, I needed it.”2

A not very original experience that many have lived through, torn between fulfilment and shame, and that many have not been able to prevent from letting it destroy their marriage. But here lies the difference : The main character of this very intimate diary had the chance of being married to a man that not only understands her but actively encourages her to take more lovers, at the sole condition of telling him everything about it, up to the most saucy details. And that has been the start of a series of encounters that the author has chosen to present on her blog, which has later become the basis of the three volumes of her Modesty Diaries.

The episodes inspired by the rich sexual life of Katie E. (yes, this should remind you of the work of another famous sexual egotist, The sexual life of Catherine M.) have all one thing in common (at least in the first volume I just finished reading), a certain naiveté that, despite the open indecency of the characters and certain of their practices, makes for a refreshing sense of innocence. An innocence that largely contributes to make even more credible the allegations of the chief protagonist who professes the extra-literary, non-fictional character of herself and her texts. The things happening between Modesty (aka Katie) and her lovers are not out of the ordinary, and every person with a healthy sexuality is sure to have enjoyed it in some form: Modesty loves to suck cock, gets her nipples played with, enjoys head-jobs and passionate french-kissing. As I said, nothing out of the ordinary. There are no transgressions apart from the main one that lies at the heart of the matter, polyamory (rendered even more spicy by a big dosage of cuckolding). Apart from that, the sexual habits of Modesty Ablaze are those of about 99% of the population, and no-one would find anything wrong with that.

So, nothing special as for this matter, if it were not for the sincerity of the narrative that contributes to make Modesty Ablaze a real human being, a fellow, a person one would love to meet, not only to enjoy her open-mindedness and her excellence in all matters sexual, but to bask in the all-to-human warmth that she irradiates, a warmth so contagious that it makes exceptional beings out of those who just cross her path, beings that get into the readers’ heads and continue to live there. All thanks to the writing skill of Katie Ellison. And I hope you understand that this is an exploit so outstanding I just had to single it out.

If I have chosen to present to you, my faithful readers, the works of Katie Ellison, it is first and foremost for the profound humanity that lies at the heart of her writing, a humanity we all have a great need for in these times of obscurantist terror, a humanity that expresses itself precisely by what makes us human in the first place, tenderness and love, feelings that lead us into the arms – and between the legs spread wide open – of our fellow humans. This being said, I cannot stress enough how much the indecent encounters of Katie E. can be arousing! A reading adventure that guides those who let themselves be tempted from sexual heat to human warmth, an exploit that makes the diaries of this woman – a woman in the most profound of ways – such a remarkable read.


Republished here with permission from La Bauge littéraire (a site dedicated to erotic literature)

Xxx – K

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My English Rose #sinfulsunday


A Sinful Request for a special person who wishes to remain anonymous . . .
but who “worships from afar” and begins every flattering email he sends with
“To my English Rose”.

In his most recent message he asked that I show more of
“that delightful derrière” . . . so how could I resist!

You are sure to get to the bottom of much more delights at this week’s
Sinful Sunday by, politely please, patting the lips below!

Sinful SundayXxxx – K


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Sinful Cocktails #sinfulsunday

I do love sucking-on . . . oh whoops, I mean sipping-on . . . a nice Cocktail.

Cocktail1And, as you can probably tell I’m on my second . . . or third . . . already !!!

Cocktail3This one is lovely . . . it’s a “Sunset Sling” . . . quite appropriate really.

Cocktail2But it is getting quite busy here now . . . I can hardly hear what you’re asking me.

Cocktail5Order me a refill and I’ll move over to that other corner where it’s quieter?

Cocktail6Ooohh that’s better . . . and I can feel the sea breeze from the beach as well.

We found this lovely cocktail bar close to our apartment during our recent Summer Holiday. It seemed perfect for the Bar category at Curvaceous Dee’s Scavenger Hunt site . . . and as we’d discovered it on our first Sunday evening stroll, it seems just right for my Sinful Sunday post this week. And I’m sure there’ll be lots more Sinful discoveries from sipping (or sucking)
the lips below!!!

Sinful Sunday

As I was trying to explain to someone during another Cocktail evening this past week, for me Scavenger Hunting is such sinful fun.  You can find out more at my Scavenger Slideshow >here<!!!

And why not join in yourself? . . . Come on, let’s all dare to bare !!!

Scavenger Hunt Platinum Award

Xxx – K


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Modesty Ablaze Skateboard Park #scavengerhunt


I’m told that to be good on a skateboard one needs to have good balancing skills.


Well . . . although I don’t actually own a skateboard . . . I have often been complimented on my “balance”.

ModestyAblazeSkateboard3And when I came across this skateboard park recently, I was tempted to ask one of the young skaters who were just finishing their fun, if I could borrow one of their boards and try for myself.

Hubby reminded me though that I wasn’t really dressed appropriately . . . so perhaps I’ll have to return on another occasion.

In the meantime though, I hope Dee will allow me to add this as a location at her wonderfully fun Scavenger Hunt page, which I would really recommend you visit . . . and perhaps add some skating moments of your own!
Come on, it is such funLet’s all Dare to Bare !!!

You can see lots of my other Scavenger Hunt visits at my
Scavenger Hunt Listings Page !

P.S. You can also view some of my previous Scavenger Hunts at my
Scavenger Slideshow >here<!!!

Scavenger Hunt Platinum Award

Xxx – K


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Modesty Ablaze @BabesofLondon

ModestyAblazeLondonBabe“So, what do you like?” I asked, “what sort of things turn you on the most?”

In my year of being on the books at Babes of London, I’d learnt that this was the first . . . and most important question . . . that I should always ask.

Most important because, of course, every gentleman caller is different. They all have different desires, different turn-ons, different circumstances and different times for when they are available. Asking that question, and the way I would phrase my reply, was a skill I’d quickly developed and mastered. And from all the positive reviews that had been posted on my profile page at the Babes of London website, I could tell it was a skill that was certainly appreciated by lots of the gentleman I’d met.

I had worried when I’d first joined the Babes of London agency, that I wouldn’t be as popular as lots of the other girls on the agency’s listing. They all looked like glamour-models, with absolutely gorgeous photographs on their portfolios, and vital-statistics that made me feel that perhaps my curves were all in the wrong places.

But my reviews kept growing and growing, my mobile phone rung more and more . . . and I was soon being told that I was one of the most sought-after escorts in the agency.

“Is there something special you would like me to wear for our meeting?” I continued.

“Red heels and a leather skirt” came his immediate reply . . . assured and confident . . . and in a tone that implied he certainly knew what he wanted.

“Mmm, I like a man who knows what he wants!” I purred back.

We agreed a 7 p.m. appointment. I politely declined his request for an all-night booking. “Not on a first date,” I giggled, “let’s see how we get on, and how we both feel after we’ve got to know each other a little better!”

The postcode he gave me was certainly very exclusive! Chelsea . . . the posh end! An apartment, not a hotel. I’d visited there before, not the apartment, but the square itself. Probably the other side of the small, fenced green. But I knew exactly where to direct the taxi driver . . . pondering to myself, as he chirped on and on about the weather, if my date for the evening had really chosen my number from my on-line profile or if perhaps I’d been personally recommended by a near-neighbour.

I always wonder as I wait self-consciously in a hotel lobby, or shuffle nervously from foot-to-foot in a lift as it glides me upwards, or as in this case . . . I cautiously ring the front door bell . . . just what the face behind the voice-on-the-phone will be like. At least the gentlemen I will be meeting will have already seen my photographs, know my hairstyle, the colour of my eyes and the shape and size of my curves.

But I like to think that, over the course of my eventful year at Babes of London, I’ve developed a sixth sense, almost an instinctive x-ray-vision to sketch in my mind’s-eye just how he will appear as that door first swings open.

Tall, well-trimmed short dark hair, confident friendly eyes, square jaw and a firm . . . hand ???

Would I be disappointed with my date this evening? And would my date be disappointed with me?

Well . . . you’ll just have to read his review at Babes of London won’t you !!!

Xxx – K

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