Texas Couch Blues (Part 2)

After consensually pegging these two intertwining trees, I felt the urge to do a role reversal, and experimented with positioning my dildo so that I could experience a penetrative sensation, while thrusting, and eventually swinging from the tree. The whole thing was exhilarating, and very arousing. Nature turns me on. Nature can be a soft, and thrilling, and biting lover. Sometimes I forget that I am Nature, but I am reminded who I am when 
I play outside. Everything becomes erotic...the sweat dripping down my back, the textured tree bark, the breeze on my nipples, even the mosquitos ;) As a queer non-binary person, I find myself embodying my eroticism in fluid ways. With the environment as my lover in this video, I felt myself flowing between “roles”…giving, receiving, both at the same time—so many ways to experience pleasure. I used gloves to protect myself from the burn of chopping hot peppers the night before :) Enjoy my woods adventure, and don’t forget to do a tick check afterward ;) Love, Lux

Nature turns me on. Nature can be a soft, and thrilling, and biting lover. Sometimes I forget that I am Nature, but I am reminded who I am when 
I play outside. Everything becomes erotic...the sweat dripping down my back, the textured tree bark, the breeze on my nipples, even the mosquitos ;) As a queer non-binary person, I find myself embodying my eroticism in fluid ways. With the environment as my lover in this video, I felt myself flowing between “roles”…giving, receiving, both at the same time—so many ways to experience pleasure. I was feeling really aroused and creative and decided to explore a new sensation (with consent of course)…tree pegging! I used gloves to protect myself from the burn of chopping hot peppers the night before :) I used a condom and my saliva as lube to help my dildo glide between the trees more easily. It ripped…naturally. I hope you enjoy this strap-on adventure… Love, Lux Kalypto P.s. gotta do a tick check afterward ;)

Texas turns me on. So do satin sheets… Back in my old play grounds, crashing on a friend’s couch, and the mood hit. And then it disappeared. but I decided to play anyway. For me, music is the sounds and vibrations of my feelings; it also changes me--inviting my body to simply be, my heart to open, my fluids to flow. Sometimes all it takes is a note, a turn of hip, a slippery surface. I did not film this as a striptease or burlesque show for an audience, though it turns me on to know you are watching... Texas couch blues is an exploration in how to go from feeling sad to summoning the erotic, and how to drop back in when pets pull you out of the mood :)