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A Modest Wives Tale #Boobday Friday

Have you heard that old wives’ tale that . . . apparently . . . if a buttercup glows under one’s chin it means you like butter???

Well I do like soft and squishy . . . slippery and slidey . . . spreadable and tasty!!! So . . . does this buttercup appear to be glowing to you???

I am sure there will be lots more glowing boobies on display at today’s Boobday Friday. Because as Hyacinth says . . .

Boobday is a body-positive meme where women share images of their bodies in order to show that there is beauty in all of us.  With confidence comes power and with power comes confidence.

And you will be able to view more different and powerful boobs, this and every Friday, from clicking Hyacinth’s lovely cleavage below!

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Xxx – K

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Summer Dresses #Boobday Friday

It seems that summer has arrived with high temperatures forecast for the next few days . . . so I’m bringing out my Summer Dresses this morning . . . and thinking about some summer fun to come!

I haven’t quite made my mind up just yet . . . but I am liking the feel of this one
. . . nice and cool and breezy I think!!!

But I shall take a look at this week’s Boobday Friday for some further inspiration . . . because as Hyacinth says . . .

Boobday is a body-positive meme where women share images of their bodies in order to show that there is beauty in all of us.  With confidence comes power and with power comes confidence.

And you will be able to view more different and powerful boobs, this and every Friday, from clicking Hyacinth’s lovely cleavage below!

HysBoobDayLogo

Xxx – K

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A Modest Shower #Boobday Friday

I always believe in starting the day with a nice, invigorating, shower . . . especially if one is preparing for a very special day ahead!

And this lovely shower in our wonderful hotel for our weekend away,
actually gave me lots and lots of fun . . . in more ways than one!!!

But just before I get too steamed-up remembering those “more ways than one”,
I think it’s probably best if you follow me across to this week’s Boobday Friday for some calming distractions . . . because as Hyacinth says . . .

Boobday is a body-positive meme where women share images of their bodies in order to show that there is beauty in all of us.  With confidence comes power and with power comes confidence.

And you will be able to view more different and powerful boobs, this and every Friday, from clicking Hyacinth’s lovely cleavage below!

HysBoobDayLogo

Xxx – K

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Modestly Making Waves #wickedwednesday

This week’s theme at Wicked Wednesday is “Waves” . . . which reminded me of one of my Diaries entries “Indoor Waves” (actually from my “More Adventures” E-book from two years ago which I still haven’t been able to finish, or publish, yet!) But, as I say, it reminded me of that lovely fun evening, so I thought that at least “Part One” of that chapter should see the light of day here . . .


We’d met our new couple at our Swinging Club late in August. We’d arrived quite late and it turned out to be one of those evenings where Hubby and I spent most of our time sitting at the bar chatting to some of the regulars we’ve come to know from previous visits. People we’ve become friends with but, for one reason or another, haven’t actually played with.

We had noticed several new couples we hadn’t seen before, and a number of new single guys, but despite Hubby frequently pointing them out to me and asking if I was “interested in going over for a chat”, I didn’t really feel motivated or attracted enough to want to leave my seat. Hubby would occasionally wander off for a tour around the rooms and then report back to tell me what was going on, but after several hours even he had resigned himself to the fact that our night would end without any involvement on our part.

He’d actually just said to me “Shall we finish our drinks and make a move”when a striking blonde woman came up to stand at the bar right next to my seat. Her, very tall, partner stood behind her and leant between us to order their drinks. We hadn’t noticed them before, and they’d come from the direction of the play rooms, so had obviously been having fun elsewhere for quite some time. She was dressed in a lovely black basque and net stockings and had the most perfectly manicured red nails as she placed her hands on the counter of the bar. Hubby leaned around from beside me and asked her “Would you like a seat?” getting off his stool and tugging at me gently to move from my stool to his. She smiled and replied “Yes thank you, my heels are killing me!” I moved over and she sat-up next to me and I laughed that I had the same problem as “I only ever really wear heels on a night-out here”. Her partner immediately joined in, saying how sexy both our choice of footwear was “and, in fact, your whole outfit”. We’d all soon introduced ourselves and began chatting and answering their questions about the club. It was their first visit here but they were frequent visitors to some of the other London clubs we’d heard about.

I immediately felt completely at ease with both D and her husband and I could sense that Hubby (standing behind me and stroking my back and leaning against me the way he does when I know he is aroused) was feeling just as captivated as I was. D’s manner and conversation was so natural and friendly that within the first 15 minutes I was giggling and sharing experiences with her as though we were life-long friends. Her husband M wasn’t quite so outgoing (though very dishy) but was still chatting quite openly. He asked me if we’d been playing and told me he’d wished they’d met us earlier in the evening as they had to be leaving to get home for the babysitter. D must have noticed the look of disappointment in my eyes as she reached over to hold my hand and asked “Would you be interested in exchanging numbers?” Hubby answered before I’d had the chance to think “Yes, sure!!!” I looked up at M to see if he was as keen, his smile, and his wife’s continued stroking of my forearm, seemed to indicate that he definitely was. The men exchanged numbers and we said our goodbyes.

Hubby and I remained at the bar for another drink, comparing our impressions and talking about the lost chance of not having met them earlier. I giggled when he said “and of course she really fancies you”. “What do you mean?” I asked him. He laughed and replied, “I mean she fancies you. It was obvious, and anyway M told me she’s bi. So our evening at the club ended without us “playing out”, but we certainly made it up for it when we got home, with the attractions of our brief acquaintances obviously on both our minds and inspiring our arousal.

A few days passed. (We’d mentioned the morning after, reliving our passions over breakfast, that we’d have to text them the next time we were going to get back to the Club.) Then, on the Thursday evening, just as we’d cuddled up together in bed, Hubby’s phone beeped with a text “would it be ok if we called. Can you talk?”. Hubby messaged straight back that it was fine. Seconds later his phone rang. I could tell immediately, from the rolling of his eyes and wild nodding of his head, even before he switched his phone over to speaker, that it was D. As his speaker came on I could hear her saying how much they’d enjoyed meeting us on the weekend. Hubby responded that the feeling was mutual and that we’d already been talking about texting them the next time we planned to visit the club. Her reply took us both by surprise. “If you’re not busy, would you like to come over to ours next Saturday for drinks?” She went on to say that their children would be away with M’s parents and that they had an indoor hot tub and would like to get know us better! Hubby didn’t waste a second in telling her we’d love to.

As if meeting a new couple for the first time on non-neutral ground wasn’t worrying enough, their address made me feel even more nervous. They were obviously in a different class to us!! Not just an affluent outer-suburb, but an extra-affluent postcode. “What can I wear?” I was agonising to Hubby the following day and night!! His teasing that I wouldn’t need to be wearing “anything” in a hot tub, didn’t help.

D met us at the door looking stunning in a white sarong and led us through a huge reception room into an even larger, and absolutely wonderful kitchen area. All sparkling stainless steel fittings and work surfaces, I was feeling more and more nervous with every step! We followed D into an amazing conservatory which looked out over a long garden. We could see, and hear, the bubbling water of the hot tub in one corner of the conservatory. To our right M was standing behind a bar asking what we’d like to drink. I assumed from his bare chest that he’d possibly just emerged from the tub and probably had a towel wrapped around his waist, but had to gasp in surprise as he stepped out from the bar towards us with our glasses in hand, completely naked! I felt myself giggling with the embarrassment of not quite knowing how to react and not sure where I should be looking. D immediately stepped in front of him admonishing him for being so forward and turning back to us to apologise. I was still giggling but told her not to be silly “You just caught me by surprise” I told him, still not sure where I should be looking, whilst I stretched out rather self-consciously to hand him the two bottles of wine we’d bought with us. Hubby was laughing as well “It’s fine, we didn’t actually bring swimming costumes either”.

We sat around in their wonderfully comfortable cushioned wicker chairs chatting and accepting (too many) top-ups of wine for some time before M asked if we “were ready for a dip?” D went off to fetch some towels whilst Hubby quickly stripped off his clothes and followed our host into the tub. Normally I don’t have any qualms about undressing in intimate situations, and I actually enjoy ‘dressing-up’ at the Club, but now I really felt quite nervous as I lifted my dress up over my head knowing I had to walk naked up the steps to the tub as M sat there quite obviously watching my every step. I did feel slightly better as he said “you have a beautiful body” as I slid down into the water next to Hubby. D had reappeared, already naked herself and followed me into the tub. “You should have seen her from behind” she said to M, “she has a gorgeous figure, and such a wonderful bum.” The compliments, the warmth of the water, and the wine!, were making me feel better.

We leant with our backs against the wall of the tub. D had initially positioned herself between M and I, but then moved around in front of me, sliding in-between Hubby and myself. I felt her hand stroking my arm as she had in the club, and then as she told me again that I had “such a gorgeous figure” I felt her hand running up over my tummy and up to my breasts. Her palm caressed across both my nipples for a brief moment before she pushed away from the wall of the tub to stand more directly in front of us. I felt her hand reaching up to me again and could tell from the movement of her left arm that she was reaching across to Hubby as well. I glanced across at him. I could tell from the expression on his face that she was touching him as well, but not on his chest! I felt a firmer hand squeezing over my left nipple. M had slid closer to me and was now following D’s lead, squeezing and caressing me. I gasped and tilted my head back closing my eyes. My nervous self-consciousness had suddenly been replaced by the wonderful feeling of two separate hands roaming over my breasts, and now, between my legs. At first I couldn’t tell whose fingers were twirling around my pussy lips, but then as I felt both nipples being lightly squeezed by strong feeling fingers, I knew both of those hands belonged to M and it was D’s fingers that were deliciously working around and around my clit. “Oh, squeeze my tits” I moaned, still keeping my eyes tightly closed, but making no attempt to stifle my moans of pleasure now. M’s palms were now clamped tightly around my breasts, pushing me back harder against the wall of the tub, whilst D’s finger, or fingers I couldn’t tell how many, were sliding forcefully in and out of me. I threw my head back as far as it would go, letting out a load groan of “oh I love that”. I could hear the splashing of movement now in the water as M’s hands suddenly slid straight down my side to grasp me by my hips. He seemed to be lifting me higher, and forward more into his wife’s hand which was now pumping in and out of me. My own groans were drowning out the other sounds, but I was conscious of her muffled moaning to the right of me . . . and the slapping of the waves from our passionate movements, slapping against me.

I opened my eyes and looked past my right shoulder to see her head locked in an embrace with Hubby and it was obvious from the thrashing movements of both her elbows in and out of the water that both her hands were pumping and stroking, and as only her right one was pumping into me, her left hand must be furiously stroking my husbands cock. Suddenly there seemed to be two hands pushing between my legs, one (still D’s???) thrusting fingers in and out of me, the other twirling and rubbing over my clit. I felt myself trying to hold my balance, reaching behind me to grasp the wall of the tub with my back pushed back against it and the pressure of the thrusting between my legs, bouncing me up and down in the water. For a moment I was thinking I didn’t feel comfortable enough to really let myself go, then, an instant later, I was crying out “Oh, god I’m coming, I’m coming”, thrusting my hips forward and losing my grip on the wall. I collapsed forward into the arms of M, dropping my chin onto his shoulder and gasping out “God, oh god”.

I opened my eyes. D and Hubby had stepped apart with D asking him “does she always come like that?” He laughed and said something like “I’ve never seen her come in a pool before”. M lifted me up to try and sit me on the top step of the tub, saying “That was fantastic. You sound amazing”. “And look amazing” D said as she reached over to start stroking my arm again. I was feeling uncomfortable, from both the compliments, and the hard step I was now perched on. “I need to sit down” I managed to blurt out. D stepped out next to me and took my hand to lead me off the step down onto the floor again. She reached over for a towel and dried me down as I stood enjoying the feel of the softness against my skin. The two men followed us out of the tub and I collapsed back onto the nearest cushioned chair. We sat chatting, and drinking, until D stepped over and knelt down in front of me. “Would you two like to come upstairs?” she asked, running her hands up and down my thighs and then leaning forward to kiss me on the knee. She lifted me up and then led us back through the kitchen and up the stairs to their bedroom. As the men followed us into the room I could tell they were both obviously aroused by the fact that D was gently pushing me back onto the bed . . .

As I say, there is a “Part Two” of this chapter . . . still waiting with lots of other entries, for me to find the spare-time to finish, and publish, “More Adventures” . . . but finding that time is so difficult! . . . I mean my “spare-time” is my “fun-time”!!!

Oh, and just in case you prefer pictures instead of words, I thought I would include a photo from my #polaroidspast collection. It’s obviously not from the time of the story above . . . but from a much earlier and much more modest, and quieter, Hot Tub moment.

Modesty Ablaze – Hot Tub – 1986

For more rippling waves . . . and hot stories, you simply must visit this week’s Wicked Wednesday from lapping at the button below!

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Modesty Ablaze in Polaroids Past
Be Proud of Who You Were . . . and Be Proud of Who
You Have Become!

Join me at my #polaroidspast slideshow.

Xxx – K

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A Modest Screening #Boobday Friday

I generally like to keep my posts here at Modesty Ablaze, fun and frivolous . . . just to make people smile and, hopefully, feel happier than when they arrrived.

However . . . breast-screening is something we should all take seriously . . . especially as we become a little more “mature” (at least in years, if not actions!!!)

So as I passed by this sign in my travels last week, it made me think that it was an entirely appropriate prompt to mention at this week’s Boobday Friday
not only because as Hyacinth says . . .

Boobday is a body-positive meme where women share images of their bodies in order to show that there is beauty in all of us.  With confidence comes power and with power comes confidence.

But ALSO because one in eight women are diagnosed with breast-cancer
at some point during their life. But it CAN be treatable if it is diagnosed
early enough. So I urge ALL of you ladies to request a screening with your
GP once every three years. (If you are reading this in the UK, and you are
aged over 50, it is actually free!!!

  And then we can all continue to view different and powerful boobs, this and every Friday, from clicking Hyacinth’s lovely cleavage below!

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Xxx – K

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A Modest Flight Stop #Boobday Friday

I’ve always loved Zoe’s (Sex Is My New Hobby) wonderful Mile High posts
here at Boobday Friday.

So much so that on a recent flight, I just had to overcome my dislike of aeroplane toilets, and try a Mile High of my own! (A photo-Mile-High silly . . . it was far too cramped in there for the sort of Mile-High you are probably thinking of !!!)

So, I sincerely hope Zoe won’t mind my posting the result here on Hyacinth’s Boobday Friday because . . .

Boobday is a body-positive meme where women share images of their bodies in order to show that there is beauty in all of us.  With confidence comes power and with power comes confidence.

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

HysBoobDayLogo

Xxx – K

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Modest thoughts #eroticon 2017

I attended my first Eroticon in 2013 and had enjoyed it so much that I was positive I’d be there a year later. But that following year, and in fact every year since, fate had intervened and I’d always been abroad. So imagine my despair when the Eroticon 2017 dates were first announced, and I discovered it was on the same weekend as a very important, pre-planned family event.

But excuses were made, plans were changed, “disappointments” and awkward questions were dodged and diverted . . . as I was so determined to journey to Camden Town for at least one day!

And so I did . . . and I had such a lovely time!!!

I’m not a writer . . . and I don’t even consider modestyablaze to be a “blog” as such . . . but I just hope that my occasional posts will make anyone who comes across them smile, or perhaps even laugh a little . . .  because I always try to approach everything I do with a sense of fun and adventure.

And, with fun and adventure uppermost in my mind, the most important thing I got once again from Eroticon this year, is that sense of “community” . . . that feeling that there ARE actually so many other people out there who share similar sex-positive, body-positive values and one’s individual rights to choose (about everything!!!)

And so to my one day, the Saturday, at Eroticon . . .

Highlights? Well the whole day was a highlight, from Sarah Brynn Holliday’s session on “Blogging as Feminism and Social Justice” right through to the “Steel and Stilettos Fitness Masterclass” with the gorgeous JetSet Jasmine and King Noire (which I felt I just had to attend after the amazing array of luncheon options sponsored by Chaturbate).

And in-between . . . having previously giggled and laughed-in-agreement all the way through both of Girl On The Net’s two books, I giggled and laughed-in-agreement all the way through her wonderfully inspirational “Pitching 101: learn to sell your ideas”. (Whispered quote from Hubby halfway through GOTN’s presentation “she’s the only other woman, apart from you, I’ve ever heard that can say so many words without pausing for breath!”).

Oh . . . and I simply must mention the lovely Pixie and Andrew in their KinkCraft Workshop for their unwavering patience in instructing me how to make a collar, knot by knot. (Was I the last to finish???)

Oh . . . and browsing the wonderful sponsor stalls at break time. Meeting the entirely lovely William from Doxy (STILL the best . . . and more on that soon!!!), swooning over my new blue Dildo from Ceramic Pleasures, feeling the pulsing, tingling #QueenBee from HotOctopuss, and marvelling at all those sparkly coloured creations from Godemiche . . . and, of course, the very different and intriguing Ruby Glow.

And, as I said, experiencing that wonderful sense of “community” from the Friday evening “Meet and Greet”, and “Saturday Night Social” . . . and all the wonderfully friendly and inspirational people there.

If you were there, you will know what I mean . . . if you weren’t then book now for Eroticon 2018 !!!

This week’s theme at Marie’s Wicked Wednesday, is “Meetings” and I’m sure there will be many more “meetings” to attend from tapping the button below!

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Xxx – K

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Modesty Ablaze “A Sensual Massage” new video @makelovenotporn.tv

I’m often asked which of my #realworldsex videos at MakeLoveNotPorn.tv is my favourite . . . and I normally just have to reply . . . “Well, the latest one of course!”

That’s because they are usually still fresh in my mind . . . and I still have that warm happy feeling of elation and enjoyment that comes after those moments of lovely passion and fun. But I think my newest video  . . . “A Sensual Massage” . . . may actually remain as a personal favourite for a long, long time!!!

It’s from an evening with Lover No.50 that began with me, innocently, just giving him a soothing back massage. I’d told him I’d recently been given some “sensual massage oil” as a gift . . . and that it would be the perfect way for me to give him some attention and help him relax and unwind after a hard day and a long journey to our hotel.

But, of course, as is often the way when I spend time with Lover No.50 . . . that special chemistry that we’ve had right from the very first occasion we met . . . slowly took over and turned into a completely different “Sensual Massage” altogether.

Now I must apologise in advance . . . for my bad language in the early part of this film. I do realise it is rather un-ladylike at times . . . but I always feel so relaxed in his company that I just forget myself, so I hope you will excuse my lack of Modesty !!!

Anyway, as you will see, after quite some time spent massaging 50’s back and legs, he insisted that he give me a massage in return. Well . . . I could hardly refuse could I !!!

And his attentions quickly turned into a Massage Masterclass. I can always tell him exactly what I like, and exactly what I want of course, even when he gets just a little too greedy. But his fingers and tongue soon had me writhing in passion, and gushing and squirting my juices . . . and having it spread everywhere!

I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to come so badly and when it finally came . . . feeling as though I’d had every last breath of air virtually sucked out of me . . . all I could do was gasp and collapse into his embracing cuddle.

So, I hope you will enjoy “A Sensual Massage” because I think it is exactly what #realworldsex at MakeLoveNotPorn . . . is all about . . . just being able to completely lose oneself in the moment . . . and let ones emotions overwhelm and engulf you.

MakeLoveNotPorn.tv previewed “A Sensual Massage” in their special Make Gutsy Love Not Porn edition as:

When Modesty meets up with Lover No. 50 the chemistry is undeniable. What starts with a slow and sensual massage back massage for Lover No. 50 soon turns into him massaging her and then that turns into a whole other kind of body massage. You’ll love watching these two get totally blissed out!

So I hope you will find watching . . . and sharing our fun with us . . . just as rewarding and enjoyable as we did!!!

You can view my introduction to “A Sensual Massage” 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, fun and love.

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

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<.

“A Sensual Massage” is my 35th 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-five #realworldsex videos, but lots of other fun and amazing contributions from the growing MLNP community as well!!!

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Xxx – K

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Modestly Red #Boobday Friday

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We all have a favourite outfit don’t we? You know . . . one we just have to wear for that “special occasion”.

And although I can’t possibly wear it all day today, I am planning on wearing my favourite red dress out this evening for another “special occasion”.

But then Hyacinth’s #Boobday Friday, is also always a special occasion,
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!

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Xxx – K

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Modestly Yawning #Boobday Friday

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As the mornings are getting colder, so it’s becoming more and more difficult to get up for the commute into the office.

Especially after waking from wonderfully sleepy . . . and naughty . . . dreams beneath the covers!!!

For more morning boobs to wake up to this #Boobday Friday, just kiss Hyacinth’s cleavage below, 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!

HysBoobDayLogo

Xxx – K

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