Sexy is a State of mind

Sexy is a state of mind

                That’s no line! Sexy truly is a state of mind! If you think sexy, feel sexy and know you’re sexy, then you radiate sexy! Confidence is the key. You have to be confident in yourself before others will see the confidence on you!

                To radiate confidence and sexuality I strongly recommend you knowing that you are truly sexy! You remember your mother telling you, ‘don’t slouch, you’ll get a hunch’? Well, would you have listened better if she put it this way? “Don’t slouch, you’ll look sexier.” This is true! Good posture makes you look taller and slimmer. Stand tall, shoulders back and down and when you stand still, placing one foot in front of you helps to elongate your legs making them look longer and make you look slightly taller. I’m not saying go out and strike a pose, you’re not on a run way, but if you do this subtly and comfortably, you will also feel more sexy.

                Be confident, be true, be sexy, be you!!!!

~Freya

Men vs Women; the double standards

Men v Women; Double standards

                This is one of my biggest pet peeves, I knew the moment I was asked to contribute to Sinful that I would address this one!

It seems that no matter what a woman does, there’s a vile and disgusting name that describes them in the minds of men. When I was in High School, guys thought I was ‘easy’ until they dated me. Then I went from being ‘easy’ to being a ‘tease’ because I didn’t put out. Is it my fault that their friends lied to them? Must have been one hell of a rumor for several years though, because I had quite a few boyfriends, most of which ended in their utter disappointment. Truth is I wasn’t promiscuous in school. Not by normal High School standards. I will openly admit I had a few partners, and by a few, I honestly mean a small handful. I can count the number of partners I’ve had on one hand.
                Even though I didn’t sleep around in High School, if some guy I dated once upon a time discovered that I had slept with anyone, (even if it had been a year after we dated) I instantly became a slut. So, I was a tease for NOT putting out, and a slut because I put out with someone other than the guy who only wanted to date me because he thought he could get laid. How does this make any sense?

                These days, I sit around listening to my husband and his friend chit chat on the phone, which many times end with my husband laughing and my asking, ‘what did he do now?’ This man has a few bad habits that I do not admire and I would be single if my husband followed in his footsteps with some of these things. This friend of my husbands is single and not bad looking. He often tells my husband not to share these details with me, but of course he does. He can’t help it, because I always ‘know’ anyways. I am just not sure of the details, and it is my husband’s job to fill in the blanks. He isn’t a ‘drunk’ or an alcoholic by any means, but he does occasionally go to the bar, alone. Too bad he can’t manage to come home that way. He often brings home whomever his beer goggles tells him is attractive, only to wake up regretting it.

What really gets me about these rendezvous of his is the fact that afterwards, if these women he wakes up with aren’t attractive and he finds that he was more messed up than he thought; he refers to them all as whores or nasty whores. I’m sick of the double standards. How is it he can sleep around with random women from different bars, yet THEY are the whores? Men can be whores too! There is no difference between a woman sleeping around and a man sleeping around and if he can’t see that, then maybe I should educate him.

I didn’t enjoy being called a slut in High School by my ex’s and their new flings, or their friends. I didn’t like the idea that there were rumors going around and guys only dated me because they bought into those lies. As it stands now, I’m married to a man I’ve been with for a very long time and we’re happy. I may not have slept around in High School, but I haven’t lacked in the sex department for many years now. We’re very sexually active, so am I a whore now? Am I a slut now because I have sex? Am I a slut because I enjoy having sex?

I want to know why it’s OK in the eyes of this ‘modern day’ world for men to sleep around and enjoy sex, but if a woman does it (or even is only rumored to do it) we’re whores or sluts? 

~Freya

Is 30 Too Young?

So here I am.  I'm normally very shy with guys in person, unless I've had several drinks.  Last weekend, I had several.  My girlfriends and I were checking out the new guy and were all admiring how cute he was.  I put the flirt on pretty strong and was dared by the end of the night to get his number.  I've never asked for a number before from a guy.  Ever.  So I approach him, and just ask the basic questions.  He denied having a wife or girlfriend.  SO I explain I was dared to get his number because I had been checking him out all night.  He already had it written down with the intention of giving it to me later.  I put it in my phone.  Promised to call him the next day and didn't.

I finally got the nerve to text him Monday.  We ended up talking on the phone briefly Monday night as I was trying to help him with a computer issue.  I'm so not a computer geek.  Nothing I told him to try worked.  Which actually made me feel better because I am NOT a computer geek.

I learned on Tuesday he is only 30 years old.  When he told me his kids' ages of two and four, I had to ask.  He never asked how old I was so I didn't tell him.  I didn't hear from him on Thursday, but he called me Friday morning.  He was very excited to tell me about his new lights he bought for his show. 

Saturday, he told me to come see him Saturday night.  I arrived and he had a girl sitting with him, so I bypassed him and sent him a text that said I'd come say hi, but he had company.  He made sure to answer back that she was just a friend.  That indicates to me that he gets that I'm interested in him romantically.  When my friends I was sitting with decided to leave, he told me to come sit with him.  He is the karaoke DJ, so I knew he was working.  He was a lot of fun and we did get to talk a little bit.  As he worked the room, I did too.  I was definitely the hottie of the bar last night and I was eating up the attention from my male friends.  I paid attention to my 30 year old when I could and even danced with him at one point in time. 

Then today, I hear nothing.  Not a single word.  Now I'm over analyzing things.  First of all, I know he's likely too young for me to be messing with.  I'm not looking for a relationship.  I want a little more than a hookup.  I'm just trying to get back into this whole dating thing.  I don't want to play games.  What's too much and not enough?  I just want someone fun to hang out with, talk to, and take care of my sexual needs.  I am not an insecure person, usually, but I definitely have my moments. I don't know what I'm doing trying this dating or guy thing.  Was it too much letting him know he wasn't the only guy checking me out last night?  Should I have stayed in my chair?  Screw that!  That's not me.  I am a social creature who craves, loves, and wants all the attention I can get and it's guilt free now that I am single!  

So I think I have figured this out. If he calls, he calls.  If he doesn't, he loses.  But if he does call, I'm going to point blank ask him if he's interested because I'm getting mixed signals.  I have needs that I want him to tend to.  I want to sample this younger man and see if I am remotely able to keep up with him.  I am so out of my element, as I was married for 14 years and with my ex for 18 years. I was a baby then.  So tell me ladies, am I doing this right?

Oh yeah, I will also add that he has a full time job as a firefighter/medic!  That's super hot to me!  HA!     

My Favorite Sexual Sin Memory. Part 1.

We have all had our kinky, outrageous, and unforgettable sexual experiences. There is nothing more satisfying then to "click" with someone, and have the chemistry to lose all inhibitions that so many people have, and just let go, and go with it. Those times, that only time, opportunity, and desire let us experience.  The one that you will never forget, no matter the days gone by, or a fading memory of a once passionate relationship. We evolve, and life goes on. We change, and we adapt. We are constantly searching for that stimulation both physically, and emotionally like a hungered cougar searching for it's next meal. Simply delicious. To me sexual pleasure is similar to a drug high. Once you have had the "oh glory hallelujah!" moment with someone, you will search to achieve it again, and again. I have so many wonderful memories, but I do have my special moment that leaves me wanting to one up it, just once. It was just perfect. The mood, the moment, the risk, the passion. It all came together.

It was a summertime weekend, and without much notice my boyfriend asked me if I wanted to go for a drive. We were going to go up north to visit his Dad, and just hang out for the day. It was so hot, and no air conditioning in the car, so I dressed in a comfortable summer dress, and not much else. We left mid afternoon, and both in playful moods, were chattering, and laughing as we headed down the road. I remember the windows down and the hot summer air blowing my hair around. I had kicked off my sandals and stuck my feet up on the dash, all while tapping my toes to the music. The wind had started to blow the hem of my summer dress midway up my thigh, and looking from my thighs to his eyes, I saw he had noticed it as well. He got this grin on his face, and a hand on my thigh. Both telling me I was asking for trouble. I remember smiling and putting my head back on the seat with my eyes closed. I felt his hand running up and down my thigh, and moving it up further and further every time. I knew at that moment I was gonna get laid, and it was going to be a good one.

I don't know why I did this, other then to say I was getting turned on, and still feeling quite playful, but I left my right foot on the dash, and swung my left one over his head, and on the back of his seat. I had turned my body with my back against the door. I looked at him, smiled and put my head on the open window part of the door. His hand slid up thigh and finding no resistance from panties, I closed my eyes closed, and felt my hair blowing in the wind, without a care in the world I let myself go. It was insane, it was broad daylight, and I didn't care. I could hear trucks going by, and still offered no resistance or shame in what I was doing. It just felt so right, like I was right where I needed to be. If I would have known that it was only going to get more intense, and risky as the night wore on, it may have frightened me.

Sexy is.........

Sexy is........ The confidence in taking that first kiss.

Confessions of a Kinky Bitch

We will officially kick off our "Featured Naughty Girl" with a Naughty Girl for the page Confessions of a Kinky Bitch . I hope to be the first of many bad girls. Please follow to keep up to date with us.

The Naughty Girls are Coming.

In the days ahead, I will be working on setting up on other sites, like wordpress. I am creating a page for our "Featured Naughty Girl Blog" I will bring in various popular female writers, and let them do what they do best. Be oh so Naughty... Keep your eye out for it.

Style; Flattering Figure

Every woman wants a flattering figure; unfortunately, not every woman has the perfect figure. There are secrets to dressing to flatter the figure you do have. We should start with something that should be common knowledge to wear your proper size, but as I walk through the strip mall or the farmers market, I am shocked to see that there are many women who choose not to wear their proper sizes. Some women wear clothing that is too big, or too small. If you are unsure of what your proper sizes are, try using the fitting room at your store of choice. Take different sizes in with you and try them all on. I strongly encourage you not to purchase jeans that are too small, even one size. If you wear jeans that are too small, you will end up with a muffin top (even if you are skinny).
                Wearing form fitting shirts is ok, if you are fit. However, the average woman is not the next Victoria’s Secret model. If wear a form fitting tank top, layer it with a properly sized shirt over it. If you do this, it will give a slimmer look. Wearing a form fitting shirt, over another form fitting shirt is slightly uncomfortable and will cause bulging around the waist.           
                There is something that I feel every smaller breasted woman should have in their drawer. A bra is a marvel of engineering! Men like to call if ‘false advertising’, I call it a little ‘help’. Being a smaller breasted woman myself, I found that there are a few that support and give great lift! One of my favorite styles of bra is the Vassarette Lace overlay, push-up bra, $10 at Walmart. Walmart also carries bra’s that increase your bust size by one or even two cup sizes for under $20 (I own at least 4 of these).
                Shoes are a necessity in every closet. I really dislike flip flops and Crocs. They are ugly and do not complement any outfit. Flip-flops are ok if you are wearing a sundress or a swimsuit, however I prefer sandals. A cute pair of sandals can bring the outfit together, whereas throwing on a huge pair of crocs throws off every look.

Freya 

Style: Be Sexy without being Slutty

There is a fine line between sexy and slutty, ok maybe not such a fine line. Some women think that the more skin you show, the sexier you look. Sorry to disappoint, but this is far from the truth.
Women who want to look sexy should dress age appropriate. Too low cut of a shirt is not going to attract Mr. Right. Instead, you will likely end up with a Mr. Just for tonight or even no Mr. at all. Instead of wearing a low cut top with shorts that show your butt cheeks. You should pick one feature that complements you best, too much skin can be overwhelming. If you wish to wear something low cut to show off some cleavage, try something that’s more of a tease than full boobage, and try a lace under shirt. If you do that, skip the short shorts, go for something a little more conservative, a little longer pair of shorts or a skirt with leggings.
                Accessorize with a Stylish necklace or earrings. Simple is usually best, unless you want to draw attention away from something. Say, for instance, you didn’t sleep well the night before due to staying out too late, or children keeping you up because of a thunderstorm. You might want to try locating your largest pair of decorative earrings; this will draw the eyes of others away from your sleepy tired face and towards the earrings instead. Just like with skin though, too much is just way too much. If you over accessorize, you run the risk of looking as though you are desperate for attention. Wearing two or three bulky, large necklaces, giant earrings and every ring in your jewelry box is not the way to go. I also must stress color. Color, color, color! Find a color that compliments your skin tone. Don’t wear too much black. During the spring months, colors that go well together are an eye catcher, and if worn properly will complement your skin tone, figure and draw positive attention to yourself.
                Make up is important in the woman’s arsenal. You should stock your make up bag with Seasonal colors. Pinks, whites and soft colors for the spring and darker browns and nudes for fall, should be included in every bag. The wild colors are OK if used in moderation. Dark colors are best used for a night on the town, rather than into the office. Shades of red, a lot of women like to wear red lipstick. Sorry, but not every woman can pull this off. If you have a fair skin tone, red is not your color. If you are darker skinned, red shades could work, if you use the right one.

                I really shouldn’t have to point out that if you are not a stripper, you should not try to dress like one.
               

Freya

Where? You did it there!

Where is the craziest place you have had sex? Remember you can go anonymous....

Motherhood, Madness & Make Up

Motherhood & Madness.

I hate to start on a whinge but one of my pet peeves is being told by strangers that my life and choice to be a stay at home mother is unfulfilled and I am somehow under-achieving.  

The Tory-Liberal coalition have been giving single-mums some highly and unfairly unflattering attention recently, but they have now turned their attention to people like me.  Women who have chosen, mostly for the good of our children but partly for financial reasons (because these choices seldom have a single factor), to stay at home, sacrificing careers in some cases, to look after the children we have brought into the world ourselves rather than paying a nanny to do it for us because those women either have to or want to work.

The simple fact is my family cannot afford for me to go out to work in a 'paid' job.  I can understand why they help low income families with childcare costs.  That is the right and noble thing to do. My family, however, are a middle income family.  We get NO help. For anything. I'm not saying we should but for me to go back to work now (if there were jobs to go back to) I would be starting at the base rate of a new-starter and therefore everything I earned would go straight on child minders, my children would miss out on the benefit of my attention and we would not feel the benefit.  Why should I be compelled to work to employ childminders?  Mr Clegg has discounted a huge portion of this country and basically told us that we and what we do doesn't matter.

I have thoroughly had enough of being told that my choices are wrong by people who don't live my life, but to now be told 'from on high' (Moana knows my views on Nick Clegg) that by choosing to stay at home to look after them rather than dash out to pursue my own career and interests, I am NOW somehow setting my children a bad example is beyond insulting.  Tsk, tsk, I'm such a bad mother.  The fact is he has NO idea what women who stay at home do all day, because his wife has never done it.  They both have highly paid careers and didn't want to sacrifice them for their children.  That was their choice.  What they don't have leave to do is tell us, the invisible workforce, that our lives are unfulfilled because we don't get paid for what we do.  I disagree.  I do get paid.  I get to see my beautiful children grow up in front of me and really have a hand in their formative years.  The smiles on their faces when I get them up in the mornings is worth more to me than any monthly payslip, and nothing is going to change that or take it away from me.  I'm taking nothing from him or anyone with our decision (my husband and I decided together) for me to cease work for a few years, so he has NO right to tell me I'm lacking.  I'm mad as hell, can you tell!?

I'm not wasting my time.  I'm filling the years between now and my boys starting 'big-school' as my eldest calls it, with getting myself trained to be a teacher.  I'm starting by getting the history degree I should have got 10 years ago.  I was at school the last time the Tories (Conservative Party, for my US friends and readers) were slicing up the services and assets of this country and selling them off in chunks for short-term gains (they're at it, again the bastards). I got the odd dud teacher (Doesn't everyone?), but a few inspired me and I told the careers advisor my ambition but because I counted as a 'Special needs' student (long story, different post), the Tory government appointed 'counsellor' (I use the term loosely, she was really a cast iron bitch) discouraged me and in my madness and shock, because I was a shy 14 year old, I let her.  THAT is a life left 'unfulfilled', Mr Clegg, so I'm making up for lost time partly for me and partly to stick two finger's up to the establishment and say 'BOLLOCKS' to lot of them.

I get to enjoy my children growing up in front of me.  My eldest child is 3 on Sunday and that three years has gone by so fast , it's unreal and it's making me feel rather old.  By doing this myself I am teaching them that they are worth making sacrifices or and that it is possible to be more than a the stereotypical 'mum at home' the media likes to portray as idly sitting in front of the TV all day.  I have never met a mother like that as far as I know, but how would I?  The papers say they're in front of the telly.  The 'Jeremy Kyle' culture does not feature in this house and the TV rarely goes on but I cannot logically assume that I am some bizarre exception to a rule.  Sod you, Clegg.  I'm living MY life MY way and I won't have you or anyone else telling me how I should feel about my life, or what I should be doing with it.

Make-up.
Right, whinge over, chin up, shoulders back, best foot forward and all that malarky.  

Looking sexy while sleep deprived, looking after two nippers and late night study sessions...?  Half of looking sexy is feeling sexy and I don't care what people say,  you can't feel sexy if you aren't happy with how you look.   I'll admit, I don't have the figure I had 3 years ago but having two children will do that to you.  Going to the gym, going easy on the chocolate, and magic knickers will work wonders for that.  I'm talking day to day make up on this post.

Time is the essence.  I don't have time to sit down to apply full slap and hair-do in the mornings but five minute make-up on bare skin is feasible provided you aren't trying to do it with a toddler under foot. There are two essentials and I have two words for you: stick concealer and highlighting powder.  Okay, it's three words but it's two thoughts.  All joking aside, at 7 am in the winter with skin so deprived of sun it's like tracing paper, bugger the diamonds, concealer is a girl's best friend.  The dark rings under the eyes show up especially dark on fair skin like mine, but that doesn't mean we have to take it lying down, ladies, now do we? 

The highlighting powder (try Avon Colour and Contour Blush Duo) I use under the brow and blended out to the side of the face like shadow.  I find its more controlled than the pearls and the blusher is a very subtle shade with a slight sheen. I team it with Avon SuperShock Mascara in Black because its a lovely fine applicator which combs and separates the lashes, and it's not so runny that it drenches the applicator, leaving you looking like Yang Yang the panda.  And that ladies is how I look at least half awake even when I want to pass out and stack up the zeds until the middle of next week.
 

Long hair is easier.  It needs cutting less often than short styles and when you have a tight budget and a busy schedule, having both the time and the money for a haircut are two factors which rarely coincide.  Never EVER try to cut your own fringe (<--Speaking from experience).  Hairdressing scissors are not expensive and are handy to have about for the kid's hair (there WILL be a time you'll be glad for them) but your own fringe is definitely something to admit defeat and get somebody else to do for you...make sure they know what they're doing and they are definitely not pissed off with you over something first.

Are you tempted?

Now these are steamy! Are you tempted!

Moana's had a litter~~

I am so excited to announce at this moment, we have ten kick ass women, and one "anonymous" man, all taking part in making this blog be one worth noticing, (and following, please!)

We have myself, a spicy Latina, a newly divorced, a bisexual, a Pagan, A new mother, A registered nurse, single lady, and a newly wed. Now that is variety~

It's amazing we pro create at all.

The old "men, vs women" in the battle over sex. Ask any married couple, and both will have their complaints about the other, but take firm stands on their own behaviors. We are just wired different. Women lead with their heart, and then let the brain step in, and usually to late by then. Men think with there, well hell, they just don't think. They let their little "Gunthers" do the roaming, and enjoy the ride without a thought about tomorrow. Men, are extremely visual, and woman are extremely emotional. Men, can be doing there taxes in the middle of Grand Central Station at noon, and will immediately "pop" to life at the slightest glimpse of a tit. Women (mainly when younger) take their time, they are working out some well orchestrated fantasy in their head. "Oh Sabastian, I love you so" Most often the difference between us, ends in terrible disaster, and then we brush ourselves off, and attempt it again. I swear, our blinders are bigger then any horse I've seen wear. No matter how much we learn, or how much we try things different, we still find ourselves scratching our heads and wondering what happened. I would like to give the men a few tips on things they find hot, and a turn on, but most woman don't.

1. Women do not find it a turn on or sexy to have someone (especially prior to first date)send a text with a pic of your penis. More then likely you wont have that first date, or even next call. Your penis has also been shown to everyone in her life. Parents, siblings, co-workers, and all of facebook.

2. We don't find it hot n sexy when you act "tough" and loud, in a crowded location. Women are not impressed with men fighting.

3. Sitting with you and "your boys" while you high five each other over getting laid the night before. Bragging about being "the man" is a big no no! You forget, we know the truth.

4. Not willing to take the time, effort, and commitment to satisfying her both physically, and emotionally will get you ditched.

5. No communication. You can't ignore her all day and expect her to melt in your arms. Wont happen.

6.  Don't ridicule her weight, or appearance at all. Support her by doing things with her. Extremely bad if you have a belly by Bud, balding with a comb over, and body oder.

7.  Contrary to popular belief, we don't want your sweaty, smelly body all over us. Looks sexy on the young male model. It doesn't look sexy on a middle aged porker.

8. Don't be a total wuss, have some back bone, but remember she is not property, and you do not own her.

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I'm so excited!

Although, I am still a work in progress, I am excited to say I have a few kick ass woman joining us. Please be patient and stay tuned. If you are a female and have a interest in writing for this site, feel free to contact me. The topics are anything about sex, sex and sexy, and relationships.

Fuck these are hot!