We Won! (For Now?)

I received an email pointing me to this update today. It looks like we (the erotica community) may have won the cause at least temporarily. 

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Hello everyone, 

This week, we announced a change to Blogger’s porn policy. We’ve had a ton of feedback, in particular about the introduction of a retroactive change (some people have had accounts for 10+ years), but also about the negative impact on individuals who post sexually explicit content to express their identities. So rather than implement this change, we’ve decided to step up enforcement around our existing policy prohibiting commercial porn.  

Blog owners should continue to mark any blogs containing sexually explicit content as “adult” so that they can be placed behind an “adult content” warning page.

Bloggers whose content is consistent with this and other policies do not need to make any changes to their blogs.

Thank you for your continued feedback.  

The Blogger Team

Blogger Policy Crap Answers (?)

I'd rather be doing other stuff. I have a lot on my plate right now and I really don't have much time to deal with this too....

I found the Blogger forums and tried to read through some of the posts but the discussions are rather messy as moderators move comments and end up repeating the same things over and over. If you want to see the forums you can use this link.

I'm pasting my question below and you can check the responses here.
I would suggest that if you have questions of your own you post them there. Don't add to my question as they will just move you.
Now it's a waiting game to see if anyone answers.

My question:

My blog is http://secretdiaryofanonlinestripper.blogspot.com

I am a member of what people might consider the "erotica" blogsphere. I am obviously not alone when I say I am confused. I have tried to wade through the posts on the forum even but with little results. I have one question that I haven't seen addressed yet (though I didn't read everything) so I will post it here.

What constitutes "artistic or educational" for pictures and who makes that decision? How are we to know what Blogger/Google might consider artistic? Something that is explicit for one person might well be educational for another and what is considered "artistic" is also purely subjective. I don't think cutting cows in half is art, but it's prized as art in galleries who exhibit Damien Hirst.

I understand that the policy is "fuzzy" as I have read over and over again in the forum but they will at some point have to reach a conclusion to be able to make the incriminating blogs private. So I assume that someone, somewhere knows the answer to these questions.

Being somewhat connected to others like me in the "sexually explicit" blogsphere I know that many are backing up their blogs, exporting and looking for alternative sites. I will likely do the same.

I appreciate that the moderators here are in great difficulty with this (and I imagine other) situation and I suggest you band together and complain to Blogger that it is unacceptable. If you as moderators don't start speaking up about the "fuzzy" policies then the situation won't likely get any better.

-Cande-

WTF blogger policy?

Crap. Blogger basically just told me I might get an interruption in service if I don't go through and remove all explicit nude images and vids from my blog. It's a new policy apparently. Does that mean I have to go through 700 posts to see if I have any naked pics?!? Wtf blogger?Even on restricted access blogs? 

Any insight anyone? 

Bathroom Breaks

So during our sexting, Co-W actually asked me if I'd suck his cock in the bathroom at work. Since we were sort of in the middle of fantasy-land I said yes. It was all very hypothetical since he's been very clear that he wouldn't betray his girlfriend. 

The other day however we were joking around on Whatsapp and I basically told him that he didn't have the courage to feed me his cock. 

It was a line I said in response to something completely different but he caught on. 

In the real world on Wednesday, as I was coming out of the bathroom at work he said : "you're supposed to call me if you're going to the bathroom!". He was grinning from ear to ear and laughing, and I laughed and shook my head. 

Needless to say my thoughts wander. 

Co-Worker

It's been a while since I mentioned Co-W. Things have been quiet. I guess it was mostly due to holidays and the fact that during the holidays I don't see him for about 5 weeks. We started up at work again and of course Co-W is a highlight to my workweek.

Admittedly we are in touch on Whatsapp and to be honest things have picked up in conversations there. Things went from flirty to downright sexting over the past while. It's odd though, it unexpectedly changed our interaction at work too. I think, if I were expecting any change, I would have expected things to get flirtier. They didn't. I'd say they've eased off and I think it comes from me.

 I don't know if the sexting has given me a different view of our "friendship" or if it's because I've sometimes got the impression that he's a player, or the fact that I don't want anyone at work catching on to us... or as I imagine, all of the above. The sexting was hot. It had me fantasizing for days, the scene he set up was incredible and pushed ALL the right buttons. There was even the 'denial button' that is hard to grasp for a lot of people.

Thing is though, the fact that I've eased off the flirting, has caused him to notice and he brought it up with me the other day. He asked me if I was in love. We talked about love but eventually he actually stated that he knew I'd slept with someone. I'd never hinted at it. He just knows. He can tell. And the funny thing is that I knew he could. Even when we went to Corfu I knew. He asked me if I was in love before we left (consider I'd only just got back from my first or second trip with Rob). He could feel that I'd created a distance between us, the energy and connection was different and he could feel it.

It's funny how when that energy changes he always pulls me back in. I guess we all do that. We all have that hunger for attention and a need to feed our ego and to FEEL something.

Going Down

When you go down on me I enter a state that is a combination between ecstasy and pure comfort. I feel like I can stretch out, arch my back, reach my arms up as far as I can get them above my head and back down to run my hands through your hair all while you drink from me.
It's like that sensation you get in the morning when you stretch, that incredible sensation of muscles both relaxing and tensing all at once and skin stretching to its limits. Imagine that in a never ending loop.

When you go down I can get lost in that sensation, I can lose track of everything, I can lose my place in time and space. My focus wanders, uncontrolled, between a star filled darkness behind closed eyes and the totality of you. I lose myself almost completely, everything disappears, even myself.

I get lost in sex too but it's different. With sex, there is a part of me that is always grounded. If you go down on me I lose my ground completely.

The physical sensations all meld into one. I don't distinguish between tongue and fingers. I can't separate the various things you do to me. I barely know where I end and you begin. All I know is that you are there and you are making everything feel incredible.

the Beauty of Subtlety

I think a lot of people forget the beauty of subtlety. I know I do. But when  I get away from the influences of porn and suggestion I fall back into a very naive and innocent sexuality. It doesn't take long for it to happen either, a couple of weeks is often enough. I love both mind you, I love the harsh banging of porn, the roughness of it, the hot and rushed physical desire. But there's something to be said about the delicate subtle nuances of naiveté.

Let me explain.
When I get myself off I can think of any number of things. Often Rob is on my mind, or perhaps co-worker, a situation might come to mind or perhaps not but once my mind is taken by the arousal I just want to get off so I might get some video up. The visuals are excellent and fast and I am off in no time.
When I go off the visuals my mind seems to revert back to a state I had long before I ever used visuals. Anything could trigger the orgasm, but the triggers are especially basic. It could be the position of a piece of clothing, or the sensation it provides to my skin. It could be a movement of my hand or the position of a body part.

Let's take today as an example. Today I concentrated on me, there was no specific man involved in my fantasy, after all I was alone. I did as I always do, I started working on my clit. It was slow building the tension, but as it built I moved things, clothing, and limbs into specific positions. Panties  pulled down just half way over my ass, but tight over my clit and between my cheeks. Shirt pulled up to cover just my nipples.
I'm on my belly, because it's what I've always done, I revert to this position when I'm getting off for myself. One hand under me working my clit and the other wanders round back lightly moving, feeling the sensation of my ass half covered by panties and immediately getting fed a visual of what that might look like. The visual triggers higher arousal, my hand slips between my legs from behind, pushing ever so slightly on the bunched panties covering my hole and I slip over the edge.

If I have sex during this period of subtle arousal it works just as well.
I dream of a day of sexual tension with my lover. A day where it's just subtle teasing and arousal. Tied would be the ultimate tease, but barely touched.
I can imagine having my hands tied behind my back, legs tied at the thighs, calves and ankles. Panties on, bra on, and probably a pair of stay up nylons, you can decide if I should have heels on or not. I am gagged with a soft cloth.
You sit me on the edge of the bed, or you stand me against the wall, pulling at my clothing, making the strap of my bra fall, pulling my panties down just a little or pulling them tight to rub against my clit.
You slip a finger in my mouth beside the gag, pulling my mouth open more, maybe two fingers maybe even three, and then they slide down my body to my panties, spreading the saliva over the top, making the growing wet spot grow faster.
You spin me around and bend me over to look at me from behind. You pull my panties down, just a little, they're wedged between my cheeks. I can feel the heat of your hand caressing my ass, sliding down between my legs, the sensation of warmth disappears down there because I'm warmer than you. I'm wet and hot and I can only feel your fingers pushing the wet fabric into my hole.

You move around me, my head is laying on the bed, arms behind my back. Am I kneeling on the bed or am I bent over the edge with my knees on the ground? Do you want me kneeling on the ground in front of you now? Are you going to take the gag out and put something else in? Or are you going to slip my panties to one side and push your fingers ever so slightly into me? At this point I'm ready to cum. It takes time but it doesn't take much of anything else except perhaps patience but I assure you it's well worth the wait.