You and I.

Sometimes photos illustrate your feelings better than words ever could.

For example, this first photo is how I feel about being married to my best friend. It really is as simple, wonderful and freeing as this.

The rest of the photos make me feel a number of other things, some of which make my dick hard.

What Intimacy Means to Us.

As you all know by now, Violet and I are big fans of intimacy. In any shape that it takes.

Sometimes, that shape is in two hands, woven together.

Speaking of Intimate.

What's not to love? Seeing how sopping and engorged she is? Or the slide of her hand up and down his slick shaft? That little tuft of pubes? The hint of her breast?

This one is thanks to a certain reader, who emailed it over with the simple heading "I think you guys will appreciate this link." Well, friendly reader, you were right.

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To Be Close.

These are the things that I think of when I think of intimacy.
When I think of being one of two.
In a partnership.
Totally myself and also totally for someone else.

There's joy in it. Ugliness. Rawness. Yearning. Laughter. Tenderness. And sometimes, exhaustion.

I love everything about this. And Violet is the reason.

Home.

As we looked through our collection of saved images this Sunday over coffee, we started to get this idea about some of them that they felt like home.

We can't exactly pinpoint what it is about the images in particular.

Maybe it's the familiar objects (Chucks, Hitachi's, goosebumps on huge tits, smiles, animal prints) that makes these all feel so comfortable.

Maybe it's the vague sexiness of it all, even if it shows nothing. The intimacy that hides beneath it all. The other side of the camera being a source of trust and comfort.

Maybe it's just that they're fucking hot.

Maybe you should just look at them already...

Let's Get Intimate.

You know how much we love shots of dripping cunts.
Gaping assholes.
Spit covered cocks.
Cum drenched sluts.

But you know what else we love? Intimacy.

After all, it's the only reason Violet and I can even have this blog. And the sex life that we do. The reason she can ask me to put a finger in her ass. Or spank her. Or for me to request a pegging.
It's about honesty.
Trust.
Friendship.
Equality.

And at the end of the day, the above collection of words and phrases are just as hot, if not hotter, to us as the collection in the opening paragraph.