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I was over doing laundry at my girlfriend's house at sunset and could not resist getting naked and pleasuring myself in the beautiful sunlight. It felt sensual to run my hands over my own body and fill my pussy up with my fingers and hand. I am going to start practicing so I can fist myself again...it has been ages.
It was my birthday the day before I took this and I don’t think I was ready to let go of the feeling of being spoilt! So I decided to spoil myself to some quality time in front of the mirror. Things got wet pretty quickly and before I knew it I was ending with an amazing squirting orgasm. I was closing my eyes and thinking about my husband being caught wanking, by one of his customers walking in on him (this is one of my ‘go to’ fantasies!). This is probably the closest view I’ve recorded yet of my beautiful hairy pussy and I loved watching it back.
Please enjoy my awkward, ADHD fueled, anxious yet horny ramblings. If you didn't stick around for the preamble and you're skipping to the good part, I'll just say here real quick that I'm so grateful for this platform. If it were not for this space, I would not be recording myself. I would not be able to watch these videos back. And I would not be able to pull myself out of many bouts of gender dysphoria, body dysmorphia, and just general body self consciousness. Watching myself fuck myself has been one of the most sexually liberating experiences ever. Life can really beat you down sometimes, but it's because of this platform that I am reminded that I am, indeed, a baddie ✨
“Tip Her” This hat really says it all :D and is part of the pure pleasure I get from making these videos. Getting creative with what I have is part of the joy of being alive. The friend who loaned me this cap is a full-time unpaid activist, part-time paid stripper. Tip her! And tip me, please… These videos are my activism. And the reality is, I will likely have to stop making them if I can’t find a way to get paid somehow. I do not want to stop. Queer & Nonbinary representation, especially in sex education spaces, is extremely important. Unfortunately, many of us have gone underground for safety reasons, as we are targeted by governments around the world, including the US. Regimes ruled through oppression are threatened by us, as they should be. We are a visual representation of freedom, authenticity, and self-expression. We are an invitation to be yourself. We are the revolution embodied. Advocate for us. Pay us. Protect us. Sensory play helps bring me into my body, propels me into the present. It doesn’t have to hurt, but sometimes it does, and I play with my threshold for pain and pleasure. When experimenting with impact play, be very careful where you strike, and with how much force. We have tender organs beneath the skin, do a deeper dive into safety before playing with yourself and others. Enjoy :)
Heated Rivarly.. what more do I need to say! I have always enjoyed MM but this show has given me so much new creative inspiration and joy in the bedroom (and beyond!). I loved playing with the idea of that built up tension and desperate desire. It was such a good release and actually energised me.
It's been a while! Making a chill return to posting here with a cozy early-morning self-love session from the other day. We can all just pretend not to notice how lint-covered my blankets are.
my fave insertable vibe makes me moan and cum, i keep teasing myself for more before taking a break to lick my fingers and cum one last time <3
On our tropical island holiday, my partner was worried how I’d pass the time while she went to her surf lesson… mmmm I had some ideas… the hard part was picking which bed/s! Didn’t mean to carry on this long but watching myself in the mirror, and the thrill of people on the neighbouring balcony, turned me on. The more vids I make I’m getting less self-conscious to show how I really cum, which is hard and noisy, especially after edging for so long.
This was filed a couple weeks ago. I had just bought some new things (literally for the first time ever) and I was feeling myself. So I decided to feel myself ;) Some sweet afternoon delight ensued 🕺🏼🫧
Part 2... “Sex is not a thing you do, it’s a place that you go.” - Esther Perel, sex educator Music opens up a pathway for my feelings to flow, and sex a channel to release them. As a sensorially sensitive human, a song can soak me or snap me out of it. During this session, the second the music turned more upbeat, I felt my process had been interrupted, so I switched the music back. In my experience, making adjustments during sex, with myself and with others, deepens the experience. The place I've been going lately during sex with myself is tactile, trancelike, and tender. Stay warm out there, lovers :) Lux Kalypto .... Attire: “Yes Daddy” hat Honestly, not something I’ve ever spoken, or heard during sex outside of group settings. I’m open to giving or receiving the phrase because I’ll try most things once or twice, but for me, the Yes Daddy hat has a lot more to do with play and humor, getting creative with what’s around, and fucking with roles & scripts. So far every hat I've worn on MLNP has been borrowed from a friend. My friends are the best :) Faux fur coat: for sensory play with myself, and feeling fine. Music: Sleeping (Lofi) by Benjamin Lee https://freemusicarchive.org/music/benjamin-lee/single/sleeping-lofi/ Optimum by Eaters https://freemusicarchive.org/music/eaters/optimum/optimum/
“Yes Daddy” Honestly, not something I’ve ever spoken, or heard during sex outside of group settings. I’m open to giving or receiving the phrase because I’ll try most things once or twice, but for me, the Yes Daddy hat has a lot more to do with play and humor, getting creative with what’s around, and fucking with roles & scripts. So far every hat I've worn on MLNP has been borrowed from a friend. My friends are the best :) “Sex is not a thing you do, it’s a place that you go.” - Esther Perel, sex educator Today I went to a spiral staircase playground. The cold, the music, the wood, the faux fur, pulled me in and out of the mood, and back in…sensory play, teasing myself, grinding, grinning. I played with performance and authenticity, the parts of myself that wish I could look and move like this more often. The parts of me that come out when I move my hips in small ways--stretch my legs out. The emotions that get dislodged with certain types of stimuli. Anticipation... I love to take myself on a ride...thanks for coming along ;) Lux Kalypto
Part 2…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 :) (Hard to see who is in the room through the mask :D ) 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. Music… Pink Soul by Johnathon M. Horner https://freemusicarchive.org/music/beat-mekanik/single/pink-soul/
In this video I explore the power dynamic role play of being 'Mummy', which is something I enjoy. I talk out loud whilst touching myself, I was really turned on and came hard. I am excited to share this to celebrate all of our kinks! I also think it is important to show that we all have different things that turn us on and whilst me and my husband have an insatiable appetite for each other and explore/share many things in our love life, this isn't one of them and that's okay <3
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 ;)
I finally had the chance to film in my friend's beautiful naturally lit apartment. Watch me strip off my see-through stockings and vintage lingerie and enjoy my favourite toys until I reach the height of ecstasy and squirt all over the place.
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
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 :)
The challenge with filming from this angle is staying in frame...as I get lost in pleasure my hips start thrusting and it's hard to remember about the camera, whoops!