Latex catsuits, ANRs & Thanksgiving house party

latex catsuit with breast zippers for an ANR

The photo: A Westward Bound Lucretia Deluxe Latex catsuit with zipper breasts and crotch, being modeled in this promo shot by the international fetish supermodel Sister Sinister. They are made to order in the UK. I bought two, the pewter (pictured) for £417 so I can more easily disappear in low light conditions while playing hide-and-seek and the red for £362 that I like to wear for play when I’m menstrual.

Grope protection in a latex catsuit: Having one’s latex sheathed mons pubis - accented by the relief zipper - on public display in fetish clubs is eye-catching and tends to attract very sexually assertive men. If a girl refuses a man’s advances she often hears the complaint “why are you wearing a suit like that if you don’t want to be grabbed by your pussy?” Or, “why are you wearing that if you are on the rag?” I think to an extent they are right. if I didn’t want that sort of attention I could wear a skirt and blouse and go as a librarian. It’s not that I mind being groped by a lovely hunky man, but I do enjoy showing off as well as choosing who I’m groped by. However, London club men can be very persistent so it’s every girl for herself in many cases and pelvic grope protection may be desirable or even necessary depending on where the wearer is in her cycle, think menstrual and wearing a diaphragm or menstrual cup.

When I’m in a latex catsuit and need grope protection I insert a cleft headed Sports Plug custom fitted to snugly and comfortably fit in the vagina and grip the wearer’s nude pubes. That way the relief zipper of the tight rubber suit is pulled into the cleft and held securely in place. Jeff, the owner of Labia Labs, has improved the Sports Plug so it protects the clit shaft as well as the labia, can be safely worn with a diaphragm or menstrual cup and the wearer can urinate easily w/o having to remove it, which is a huge improvement from the original design. 

An ANR in a latex catsuit: Of course, chlorinated latex can be easily ruined by oils of any kind (lubes, meds, etc.) and shouldn’t be worn by anyone allergic to latex. The double slider zippers allow opening the suit to expose only the amount of breast needed to allow a hungry partner to latch on. Worn with a full-face hood and hair cone I can walk through my fetish club, Clever Cunts, on Holland Park Road, Kensington, London in a suit like this and be completely anonymous though a few club members know who I am because no one else in latex wears pointe shoes and is almost continuously en pointe while walking around not to mention being milked by an ANR partner while at the bar. After a partner finishes milking me I do have to be careful to sponge away milk trickles and sweat from my breasts and replace my LilyPadz to avoid nipple leakage and prevent the milk and sweaty latex from beginning to develop an odor. A bit more about that below.

Anyone who has worn a latex catsuit for any length of time knows how hot they can be as they trap the body’s heat and sweat runs down the arms and legs and trickles out the openings at the wrists and ankles. The wearer’s sweat running down her ankles and into her shoes is why the blocks of pointe-shoes made of traditional materials (hessian, cardboard, paste, satin and leather) will melt very quickly when worn with a latex catsuit. So, if any pointwork is anticipated even for something as vanilla as a photoshoot Gaynor Minden pointes which have polymer blocks and shanks are the only safe and comfortable choice since they won’t lose their support regardless of how wet they get. 

One might think that having a partner breastfeed through an open nipple zipper is easy and it usually is. Being milked by a partner or strapped into and pumping with my Medela bustier twin breast pump is quite comfortable for me. However, it’s the intervals in between being milked that can be uncomfortable for some. If a woman is not lactating and is just fond of nipple play her nipples may not be as sensitive as when she is actually lactating. That was certainly the case for me. So, the closed nursing zippers pressing on the nipples might not bother a wearer as much if she isn’t lactating. What I found was that the closed nursing zippers stimulate my nipples and cause them to leak more than they would if I was wearing a bra so I wear LilyPadz silicone nursing pads if I’m going to wear a latex milking catsuit for very long – like wearing it while out clubbing - to protect my nipples and prevent leakage.

f while out I want or need to be milked I just unzip and remove the pad and afterward sponge off my breasts with a disposable wipe and replace the pads. I thought it might be difficult to apply a LilyPadz while my breasts were sheathed in tight latex, but the fully open nursing zippers gave me enough room to correctly insert and place the pads and I quickly developed an application technique. It’s a bit like learning to correctly insert and place a diaphragm except that the consequences of failure in correctly placing a LilyPadz won’t result in pregnancy.

Speaking of pregnancy: The Thanksgiving gathering has gone very well so far.  Although, there was one surprise, but it can be easily handled. Bryony’s step-mother, ‘Brigitte’, who was a ballerina with the Paris Opera Ballet and at 27 is younger than Bryony, is the 4th wife of Bryony’s father has tested pregnant. First with a home pregnancy test (pee on a stick) then verified with a serum test. It’s quite recent as her test for hCG (human chorionic gonadotropin) last week was negative. A pregnancy test is routine before all of my house parties as I like to know the health of the women participating as diving while preggers isn’t a good idea.

She has a standard (6 bead) copper GyneFix IUD implanted that from ultra sound imaging is still properly positioned and it is relatively new as it was implanted less than 2 years ago. She has been taking weight loss supplements that speed up the metabolism which can make hormonal contraceptives less effective, but that shouldn’t affect copper IUDs. The Gyn we have in residence (when we anticipate a good bit of sexual activity) thinks she is the in the 1-2% failure rate as the effectiveness of a GyneFix is about 98-99%. Brigitte has been seeing a lot of a male POB Principal recently and suspects he is the father and doesn’t want her husband to know. Not that he would mind her having another lover, but because it would suggest she hadn’t been as cautious as she should have been, which, with an IUD in place is not the case at all, but she doesn’t want her husband to start looking for the 5^th Countess of A**** if he isn’t already.

She has no symptoms; nausea, lack of stamina etc. yet so has been able to continue on participating in partner exchanges as though she hadn’t conceived. She has asked to stay over for a few days after the house party (she is a lot of fun and she has amazing stories about what goes on in the sex lives of the POB dancers) and have our Gyn perform a vacuum aspiration and implant a new GyneFix in her uterine fundus.

She was asked if she wanted to switch to a hormonal IUD which is a bit more effective, but like me she loves to experience the hormonal swings in her natural cycle. She will then recover here for a week or so before returning to Kent as good as new. The reason given for extending her stay is that she will be teaching me the role of Gamzatti from Rudolf Nureyev's 1991 production of La Bayadère for the POB.

Thanksgiving house party planning 2016

A traditional U.S. Thanksgiving holiday meal

The Photo: A traditional U.S. Thanksgiving dinner of turkey, dressing and gravy, green beans cranberry’s and fruit

Best wishes to my U.S readers: I may be just a tiny bit late in wishing my readers in the U.S. a very happy and safe Thanksgiving as some are already traveling to be with family and friends for the holiday to feast and watch parades and football. Even so, I hope everyone has good weather, travels safely and has a great time! (((hugs))) to you all!

Thanksgiving in the UK and U.S.: In the UK Thanksgiving (as a harvest festival) is of ancient origin, but not an official holiday. It is traditionally held on or near the Sunday of the harvest moon that occurs closest to the autumnal equinox, which this year was September 18^th. Thanksgiving is celebrated in the U.S. on the fourth Thursday in November which this year falls on the twenty-fourth. As I mentioned in a post last year the U.S. Thanksgiving holiday, complete with roast turkey, seems to have caught on in the UK, perhaps because everyone likes another holiday.

For those not steeped in U.S colonial history: Thanksgiving in the U.S. is celebrated to mark harvest at the first permanent English colony at Jamestown, Virginia in 1607.  Some would have us think that the first Thanksgiving was held in Massachusetts by the Mayflower Pilgrims who landed in 1620. However, the Mayflower landing was 13 years later than Jamestown.  

House party Planning:  The Super Moon aside (more about that below) I’m looking forward to my Thanksgiving house party at Blackthorn Castle from the 24^th through the 27^th. This year I’m having a Thursday through Monday house party. With a good bit of prior planning dancer friends from the RB will be able to attend as will my wards, Bea, who will come down from Cambridge and two others, Bryony and Claire, from grad school at University College London. I’m pleased to say that they are all bringing boyfriends with them! Too, there will be the usual gentry from surrounding estates and the father and step-mother of Bryony who live in Kent. In all there will be sixteen guest couples which fill the recently fully modernized suites in the new (mid-18th century) wing of the castle.

I’ve approved the menus so we will be having the usual U.S. Thanksgiving holiday fare here at my ancestral home in Wales: roast turkey, stuffing, candied yams, mashed potatoes and gravy, string beans and pumpkin and mince pie. As well as (from my estate) roast tenderloin of wild boar, venison steaks and roast rack of lamb over the course of the several days. One has to limit the size of portions and train extra hard this time of year to prevent gaining weight from all the holidays and heavy meals. But its such fun to have a house full of young people for the Holiday! Cook had asparagus is on the menu; however, I struck it off as it contributes an unpleasant aroma to the urine and genital secretions which many find off-putting.

One can never be sure of the weather here as it comes off the North Atlantic and across the Irish Sea and dumps its moisture as rain in the Cumbrian mountains.  My place is about Latitude: 52°26′59″ N, but the warm ocean current (the Gulf Stream’s northern extension towards Europe, the North Atlantic Drift) moderates our climate so it is typically not as severe as a city at the same latitude in the U.S might expect. The current forecast is for cloudy but dry weather from the 24 – 28 November which would be lovely if that’s what actually happens! Then the men can go out boar and deer hunting while the girls and I take ballet and Pompoir classes, and gossip about boyfriends and fashion. 

Sex Thanksgiving week: My cycle is on schedule and I became fertile on the 21^st and should ovulate on the day after thanksgiving, the 25^th, so there is no way I will be able to safely take my lover(s) totally unprotected during that time as I did on Halloween. I’ll probably wear a tiny silicone Oves cervical cap screwed down tight on my ripe cervix the entire week as Oves can be worn at any depth during dive-sex. The only drawback with Oves is that you can’t use most silicone lubes – other than the specially formulated DiveGel+ - with it which is needed for dive-sex.

The Super Moon in western Wales: The names of full moons in November are, for the Celts it was a Dark Moon and for the English a Hunter’s Moon. A full moon becomes a super moon when it passes very close to Earth on its obit, making it up to 14% bigger and 30% brighter than usual. The point in the obit of the moon at which it is closest to the Earth is known the perigee. This super moon was particularly large because it was the first time that the full moon has come this close to Earth since 1948. There will not be another super moon as big and bright as this one for 18 years until the next very close orbit in 2034.

Viewing the Super Moon in the Cambrian mountains of western Wales, November 14^th – 16^th was problematic. A Met Office spokesman said: “Monday evening and overnight Monday night is the best chance to spot it in Europe.” Although the sky will be cloudy, he said that there are likely to be cloud breaks in Eastern Scotland, North East England and East Wales. If you want to see the moon as it near the full moon stage, why not also go out and look at the sky tonight? The Met Office said that there could be cloud breaks in the same areas as Monday night, but also possibly in South East England for a while.

Unfortunately for western Wales viewers, it turned out that the Met office was correct. The Cambrian mountains of Western Wales was not a good location to view the Super Moon as there was solid heavy cloud cover where I was… Sigh!

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Wet dreams – women and dive-sex

Photo by Carl Montoya of a pensive woman diver

The Photo:  So enigmatic! A hauntingly beautiful photo by Carl Montoya capturing the longing – or perhaps it’s concern - on the woman diver’s face as she sinks toward the bottom of the pool. She is obviously on the prowl as her eyes are made-up and she is getting lip-gloss on the mouthpiece of her reg. Clad in a tight rubber thong-bottom suit for easy access and with her head cocked she’s listening to the hiss of gas as with collapsed cheeks she sucks on her demand valve. Soon there will be the roar of bubbles rushing toward the surface as she exhales hardly moving while she waits. What could she be thinking…?

Pensive pondering: I talked with three of my women Halloween house party guests who had experienced the thrill of underwater sex while night diving in SCUBA gear with male guests. They shared the thoughts they had while adjusting to the pressure as they descended toward the bottom and during the process of being tethered by an ankle leash to a large cement block on the bottom in mid pool to prevent being forced into the walls during strenuous activity while mating.  

The jaded escort:  The young blonde in a form fitting rubber suit waiting for her new lover to descend to join her and wondering...  Is he experienced enough with rubber suits to gently pull the thong bottom to one side or should I do it for him? If I did, would I appear too anxious? I’m so glad my pubes are completely nude. The laser removal worked well and prevents having even short hair being pulled when a lover is moving my rubber or tight fitting fabric suit out of his way. Will he stay hard during the encounter until I milk him? Has he taken a performance enhancer to prevent penis wilting? It’s a common problem with first time men or men over forty and one escorts hate. I’m so glad I’m not menstrual so there is no concern that my flow will stain my suit, but if he rubs my cervix raw which has happened, I could have heavy spotting after sex.

Will the reproductive tract protection I’m wearing to prevent the hydraulics of his thrusting from forcing water into my uterus during dive-sex be effective?  Then she, nearly freaks out when she remembers that she forgot to insert her barrier before entering the water! Suddenly her major concern is that her well-endowed lover will be so energetic thrusting into her anterior fornix that without her contraceptive barrier, worn for “flood insurance”, he will dislodge the mucus plug in her cervical os. 

That is a legitimate worry since she faked her negative pregnancy test and is about eight weeks along and she briefly considers cancelling the encounter and heading to the surface, but decides to go ahead with their encounter. Her unintended pregnancy is by the man who escorted her to the party and she’s not yet showing so if she can get through their dive-sex encounter she might be ok for the rest of the party. She knows she shouldn’t be diving at all, but needs the money. Worse however, is the fact that she has fallen in love with the client and wants to carry his baby to term, but the longing to feel her married lover’s erection thrusting inside her is too great to resist so she risks harming the fetus should her mucus plug fail and she have water forced into her uterus.

The ingénue: While at a house party at this ancient rambling pile, the young ballerina accepts an invitation from a gorgeous young hardbody man from an adjoining estate for a night dive-sex encounter in their hostess’s deep indoor pool. While she is a good swimmer she has never used SCUBA gear or a thong-back rubber suit like the one she was given to wear and is very uncertain about her safety both from the standpoint of an equipment failure and also from possible injury to her reproductive tract while mating with her dive partner. She is also uncertain about what is expected of her other than being a warm, tight, deep reservoir for the deposit of her lover’s seed.

He is an amazingly handsome man with a gloriously sexy hairy chest. She becomes aroused as she fantasizes about slowly pushing her erect nipples through his thick soft pelt of brown chest hair once she can get out of the rubber suit. The thought of that makes the muscles of her vagina gently spasm, her flat belly tingle and her labia swell and part with desire. But her lover is known to have a reputation for trouble, which she thinks makes him that much more interesting.

She had several glasses of champagne before she accepted the invitation and as she floats nearly weightless awaiting her partner’s completion of tethering her to the bottom with an ankle leash she reconsidered the rumors she had heard about him. Not that all the rumors are true of course as those sorts of stories seem to compound in the retelling, but still… She’d repeatedly heard that he had impregnated at least three young women who had gone night diving with him. And, supposedly, they all insist it was from their underwater sexual encounters with him that they conceived. Worse was the fact that they all were on a very effective form of contraception – a hormonal IUD - so talking with one another they couldn’t understand how three IUD pregnancies could occur in such a short time with the same man! Hormonal IUDs have a failure rate of less than 1% and none of the women were near the end of their IUDs effective life and all were correctly placed.

If the stories are true having three different women experience IUD failures and becoming preggers by the same man strongly suggests the man was somehow tampering with their hormone levels. While she watched as her lover fastened the Velcro closure of the leash around her ankle, the ingénue had time to think about his earlier partner’s pregnancies and consider if she felt well enough protected be the frameless regular (6 copper bead) GyneFix IUD recently implanted. She was fertile and on CD13 so she should ovulate the next day, but the ions from the dissolving copper should immobilize his sperm before they reached her tubes.

Since she isn’t on hormones she decided there was no way for him to have tampered with the effectiveness of her GyneFix as she had the strings trimmed off so it couldn’t be accidently pulled out if she wore a diaphragm for “flood insurance”. But she had put off having a diaphragm fitting and now regretted passing up the opportunity to be fitted for the custom flat spring latex diaphragm that is the most effective barrier to wear for flood insurance; to prevent the possibility, however slight, of having a partner force water into her uterus and give her PID. She vowed book an appointment with her Gyn to be fitted when she returned to London.  While she was wearing no barrier for “flood insurance” on balance she was very glad that she had a packet of the morning-after pill ellaOne, a 30mg tablet of ulipristal acetate, in her cosmetic kit and planned to take it as back-up contraception as soon as she got back to her bedroom.  

The fiancé hunter: The assertive young blonde in the very tight fitting rubber thong-bottom suit is husband hunting and had come to the house party with the man she had decided would make her a good husband as he has a title and money.  He is the third man she had decided met her requirements. The previous two had escaped her net and married someone else and she was determined that this one would be helplessly in her thrall before the house party was over. Not that she was lowering her expectations an any way by being after him as he was the eldest son of an Earl whose previous fiancée had been killed in a boating accident several years earlier and he was only now returning to the social scene seeking female companionship.  She is known to her circle of male acquaintances as a consummate flirt and one of the best nonprofessional women in southern England at performing fellatio.

Unknown to her friends however is the fact that she had been upgrading her pelvic skills by training for several months to provide Pompoir and the Mare’s trick for her lovers. She decided that underwater where they would float weightless was a marvelous place to test her new skills to entrap the man she wanted as a husband. She needed one to give her social status and keep her in the style to which she had been accustomed (as a banker’s daughter) while she developed a small stable of men to satisfy her sexual needs during her prospective husband’s frequent absences from home away on business.

The videos from the pool that recorded every caress and thrust of their encounter show her partner having his brains fucked out nearly expelling his regulator on several occasions while he held himself stationary buried deep in her hard, flat belly as she milked his penis. Then wrapped her legs around him and gripped his penis so tight in the Mare’s Trick grip that the blood was trapped in his erection during the few minutes of his refractory interval. Once she released her grip he was ready to be stimulated to orgasm again w/o having his erection wilt or withdrawing from her vagina. By the end of the house party she seemed to have been successful as she was leading her intended fiancé around on a psychological penis leash.

The Halloween house party

A gold-twist borosilicate glass dildo

The Photo: A borosilicate glass dildo 7.0 inches long and 1.5 inches in diameter that I got from Glass Fantasy. It can be warmed or cooled before insertion and boiled for sterilization. The flanged base fits into a suction cup that will hold it stationary horizontally - to attach it to a studio mirror for ballet-sex training – or vertically if sitting on the floor or a hard chair. It’s a marvelous toy!

Dildo masturbation: All of my women guests were looking forward to experiencing underwater sex either with a partner or using a glass dildo. Each of them told me on Tuesday before they left what a marvelous time they had with their male partners and what a thrill dive-sex had been.  Upon arrival, my women guests all had to take home pregnancy tests before Carla, my Divemaster, would allow them into the pool for underwater sex. Carla helped several of the married women guests have their first underwater orgasm using borosilicate glass dildos and silicone vaginal lube. Masturbatory dive-sex can be an amazingly erotic experience and a wonderful kinky escape for a conservative woman who is concerned about a possible pregnancy from sex with a male partner other than her husband.  

UK changed back to GMT: On Sunday October 30^th, everyone in UK lost an hour as we reverted from British Summer Time (BST) to Greenwich Mean Time or GMT. Switching from Daylight Saving Time to Standard Time in the U.S and Canada will occur on Sunday November 6, 2016.

My Halloween house party: Most of the guests at my Halloween celebration just sleep in - except for the few men who go deer and wild boar hunting - and seem to be having a lovely time, although there have been some unintended consequences for some of the ‘entertainment’ staff. My guests are enjoying delicious meals from my head cook’s, Mrs. Bridge, kitchen; venison steaks, roast boar tenderloin and rack of spring lamb to name a few.

Dive Sex -unintended consequences: One of Tanaquil’s escorts flooded her FFM while orgasming during dive-sex with his grace the Duke of M**** in my shallow pool – they were at the 48-foot, 8 fathom level - and developed aspiration pneumonia from getting water in her lungs. I’ve usually found that flooding a well-fitting FFM is rather hard to do accidently. She is a very experienced dive-sex escort, but stuff happens!  She must have hit it with her hand while screaming during particularly strong vaginal contractions.

Another of Tanaquil’s girls got water forced into her uterus when the FemCap displaced off her cervix and is being treated to prevent pelvic inflammatory disease, PID. Fortunately, so far none of my guests has been injured. A good many men who hadn’t experienced dive-sex have taken the opportunity to try it under controlled and relatively safe conditions with Carla, my Divemaster, monitoring their encounters as a safety precaution.

I’m pleased to say that none of my women guests had any apparent reproductive tract problems while here from Friday to Tuesday. I don’t count the pregnant escort who faked her pregnancy test and arrived as the partner of an invited male guest. [More about that in my next post.] In the future, all house party pregnancy tests will be administered in sight of a nurse or Gyn. It will take three or four weeks to know for certain that there were no unintended pregnancies, but it is very unlikely since I am the only one not on some form of long acting reversible contraceptive (LARC) and I had ovulated several days before I took my lovers without any form of contraceptive protection. So, I’m pleased to say that I still have sperm from at least three men in my tubes as I write this. 

Unprotected sex for Halloween: For Halloween, I ovulated right on time (Friday the 28^th) this cycle. So, I was able to take my partners totally unprotected on Halloween, Monday (the 31^st) and I’m luxuriating with the knowledge that I have several men’s sperm in my tubes waiting for me to release an egg which won’t occur for another three and a half weeks, from their standpoint long after the little swimmers will be dead and flushed out.  I know I’ve mentioned the sperm in my tubes at least twice, but I’m exceptionally pleased that my lovers did their biologic best planting highly motile sperm deep inside me all to no avail.  

Thanksgiving planning: Thanksgiving is celebrated in the U.S. on the fourth Thursday in November which this year falls on the twenty-fourth.  I’m already thinking about my Thanksgiving celebration here at Blackthorn Castle. As I wrote last year the Thanksgiving holiday, complete with roast turkey, seems to have caught on in the UK, perhaps because everyone likes another holiday. So, I will be holding another holiday house part this Thanksgiving.

Sex Thanksgiving week: I should be fertile beginning about the 21^st and ovulate on the day after thanksgiving, the 25^th, so there is no way I will be able to safely take my lover(s) totally unprotected during that time as I did on Halloween. I’ll probably wear a tiny silicone Oves cervical cap screwed down tight on my cervix the entire week as Oves can be worn at any depth during dive-sex. The only drawback with Oves is that you can’t use most silicone lubes – other than the specially formulated DiveGel+ - with it which is needed for dive-sex.