The International Get Naked With Someone You Find Irresistable Day

Recently one of our cohorts, Karla, wrote a blog entitled There's A Day For That. It played around with the various days of observances that are often dreamt of by a bureaucrat with too much time on their hands, a well meaning social association, or a wingnut with a loose grip on sanity.
Scarlett and I were thinking of other days of observance, the sort of thing we would designate. That is, when we weren't spending our time in carnal abandon, rolling around naked on the floor and....

Is it getting hot in here?

Anyway, here are some of our ideas.

Oral Sex Day, Tantric Sex Day...

Handcuffs Sex Day, Naked Twister Day, Safeword Day, Sauna Sex Day....


There's also Sex In The Opera Box Day. Sex In The Back Of A Limo Appreciation Day.


And let's not forget Sex At The Zoo Day. Let's have the animals being the ones watching for a change.

While we're at it, National Sixty-Nine Day, Doggy-style Day, Love A Dildo Day....


Scarlett! How naughty! And how sexy that is....


There's also International Deep Body Massage Day, and Vibrator Appreciation Day.


 Let me think about this for a moment. How about National Orgy day?


 Yes, we must have that put into official decree. I do like our concept of Voyeurism and Exhibitionism Day.

But then I love it when we show off...

Of course you do, darling. You are magnificent naked. Why would you not want to show off?

And you're a goddess in the buff.

Thank you, my love! I always like to hear I'm pleasing you.

How about Cybersex Day? Phone Sex Day? 

Very fun, very fun indeed. Aside from that time Sister Mary Katherine picked up the extension at that bed and breakfast you were staying at. I think it's the last time either of us can stay at a country inn run by nuns.


Of course, you know there's always Sex In The Snow Day.

And Sex on the Beach Day. Role-playing Sex Day.

Sex At A Picnic Day.

And, in Karla's honor, Make It With A Muppet Day.

Easter Eggs, Fondue, And That Time We Got Frisky In A Tub Of Chocolate Milk

Ah, dear Scarlett, here we are once again, and it's Easter. Shall we tell our readers about what we do for Easter egg hunting?

Think they can handle it, love? 

They might get a little overheated, and need a cold shower.

Oh, but that's a good thing!

All right...first of all, we do it in the buff. But then, we do everything in the buff.

Which tends to lead to us getting sidetracked a lot. I mean, it's very, very easy for me to get caught up when your ravishing naked form stops right in front of me and... sorry, where were we?

I don't know about you, but I was just thinking about how much I'm going to enjoy covering you in warm chocolate and....

Please do! That brings back lovely memories of last year when we had that dip in the tub full of chocolate milk. The chocolatier never let us back into the shop after that incident.

I've never understood why he was so upset! We brought so much new business into his shop. 

But since we do have that lovely fondue pot....

It comes in so handy, doesn't it? You think we should write it in the book?

What a perfectly delightful idea!

Then we must.

Now then, we were talking about easter egg hunts... before we got all distracted by nudity and chocolate fondue and you licking it off my... oh, my... getting distracted again.

I love it when you place a couple of chocolate eggs between your breasts....

And those sweet little Jelly Bellies fit so well in soooo many places!

Oh, yes... just the thought of where to place them on you has so many potentials... and it's really turning me on.

Remember where I put that butterscotch at Christmastime?

How could I ever forget?

Shall we give them a demonstration? They can't seem to take their eyes off us. Not that I blame them. We are, after all, outstandingly gorgeous...

I would love to give them a demonstration! 

Oh, this is so much fun!

Goddess, I do believe our audience is drooling. And not just because of the chocolate... ooo! I do love it when you lick me there...

Mmmmm...can't talk with...mouth full....