tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166928982007-02-21T20:37:37.966ZSuzeBlogger2771tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1132511425665883742005-11-20T18:27:00.000Z2007-01-21T21:53:34.550Z

We’d popped in to exchange an R18 DVD for some fresh porn. We had made our selection and I was paying, when Suze said “Look it’s your favourite”. She was gesturing towards the plasma screen on which the shop previews DVDs for the customers. Playing was a very nice shower scene featuring [one of] my favourite porn stars, Rita Faltoyano, one of Hungary’s finest. “Which DVD is playing?”, asked Suze

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1133027642194560082005-11-26T17:48:00.000Z2007-01-20T13:10:15.933Z

This article was originally inspired by a suggestion made by Ana. Sex shops can be intimidating so we thought we’d provide a few tips for the uninitiated. Remember if you are over 18 in the UK it is perfectly legal for you to enter a sex shop and purchase items from it. Ages in other countries may vary. But if you are under the age of consent in your country and reading this Blog stop now!

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1146856474209420762006-05-06T08:12:00.000+01:002006-11-25T18:41:33.953Z

Well yesterday was officially the hottest day of the year. I know that all of you readers out in the warmer climbs don’t make a big thing of the sun. Over here we have to because it rarely makes an appearance. So when my chores were done, it was out in the garden for me. I’ve probably never mentioned this but we live a little out in the sticks, not remote but rural. I decided to take one of the

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In my younger years most of my “courting” (as they called it in England) had to take place in the car. It was the only safe retreat for you and your partner to get a little hot under the collar. When parents were around holding hands and a quick kiss was the limit, there was no hanky panky. If you were fortunate to have fairly liberal minded parents your guy may get to stay overnight. Not in

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We’ve moved the blog to Word Press, so if a link brought you to this page it will need updating to point to http://alexsuze.com/. You do not need to create a WordPress account to comment on us, and we will continue to use our Blogger IDs to comment on you all. We do not intend to update the Blogger blog below, but it will not be deleted. So, update your links/favourites/bookmarks and join us

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1153847195904237082006-07-25T18:01:00.000+01:002006-07-25T18:07:15.156+01:00

I will be perfectly honest about this, when this toy came out on top of the votes I saw it as being a toy purely for Alex to enjoy. Well how wrong was I, read this second part and you too will be keeping one in your bedside drawer. It’s not just a man thing… Here comes the science. Given that the bullet sits on top of the balls and under the cock, I decided that the best position to get the

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Well Alex got to open the package before me. Surprise, surprise, as he did use unfair methods to get to the post first. Grrrrr! Out popped the little box of fun, smaller and more compact than I thought it would be. A beaming smile appeared on across Alex’s face. Yes, this time he was going to benefit from this month’s readers toy choice. I just needed to locate 2 AA batteries. Don’t panic…we

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1153558169738574842006-07-22T09:47:00.000+01:002006-07-22T09:53:18.690+01:00

Well the next toy for review arrived this morning, a big thanks to everyone who took part in the vote, it was a close call between two toys. Alex and I were up early this morning due to the uncomfortable heat we are all having here over in the UK. Our friends Sean & Mel, Miss Understood know exactly what I am talking about. I looked out through the front bedroom window and noticed the post

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Oh boy, have I been hot today! I’m not talking in the sexual sense you dirty minded people. The heatwave over here just seems to bring higher and higher temperatures. It would not be a problem if we were geared up for this kind of heat but we aren’t, lets face it most of the time it rains and is pretty miserable. Yes, I am a realist. That’s what England is known for. At the moment it is so hot

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The weather over here in the UK is still exceptionally hot. I love heatwave’s apart from the evening (indoors) it’s just too hot for having energetic sex. You just want to fuck slowly in front of a fast rotating fan. Unfortunately none of that has been on the cards for the past few days. So in an attempt to put some fire back in to our sex lives we decided last night to head off in to the wilds

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Well what an emotional roller coaster we have both been on these past few days. I attended the doctors on Thursday and he confirmed what we already suspected, that I wasn’t pregnant. He gave me a very thorough check over and talked to me for a while. His conclusion was that my delay was due to stress. I suppose I hadn’t really given much thought to just how stressed I have been of late.

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Serendipity. I like that word, it’s the first one that came to mind when Suze told me she thought she was pregnant. The first thing I felt was quite different. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, my heart literally missed a beat as I felt adrenalin dumped into my bloodstream by those mischievous little buggers sitting on the top of my kidneys. For a split second I probably stared, I may

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1152708000723991282006-07-12T13:38:00.000+01:002006-07-12T13:43:29.486+01:00

Yes, you did read that right. Suze is late at starting her period this month. I’m not complaining from the copulating perspective, it’s nice not to have to be concerned about the mess and using the fuck towel. But it has been days now and no sign of me even starting, not one little bit. Suze is not quite ready for a little sprog, it’s nice to look after little nephew once in a while. Then give

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Alex was an extremely naughty boy yesterday, he broke the company rules and set up MSN on his PC. We can now talk to each other at certain periods during the day. He still needs to do some work. LOL. Well, I have done the telephone sex call with boyfriends in the past and the cyber orgy over at DH a great time was had by all. Now I have come completely up to date and done the MSN dirty talk with

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For the benefit of Mr Fab The Oxford English Dictionary (well the one we have) doesn’t list piss-up. However it does say: Piss v.t/I (vulgar) 1 to urinate. 2 (in p.p.) drunk. – n. (vulgar) urine; urination.[f. OF pisser (imit.)] So to clarify a Piss-Up is a gathering where everyone gets very, very drunk. Simple as that :)

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Alex and I went to my parents on Saturday night for a bit of a piss-up and a BBQ, as you know they have just come back from their holidays. We both over indulged too, I blame my mum she bought far too much food (which was a shame to leave) and enough alcohol to sink a battle ship and give me a headache. LOL. I don’t know why I’m laughing my head throbbed a little this morning and as a result we

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After my pub lunch and my gentleman flasher the other day I embarked on a little a little Suze-retrospective. I could not imagine some years ago being able to speak to my mother about a guy flashing his dinkle. It would have been too embarrassing. As a youngster I had my own chair (always the one next to the television with the really crap view) which I could curl up in and watch programs. My

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We only did a quick post this morning before we set out for a walk. The weather’s still warm here, but not as hot as the past week which has seen temperatures in the 30s. So perfect for a nice leisurely stroll. Keep on reading it gets better, I promise. As you know if you’re a regular reader we live in a semi-rural area and the countryside is only a minute’s walk in any direction. We were about

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1152296851096682592006-07-07T19:26:00.000+01:002006-07-07T19:39:34.713+01:00

As a youngster I always played with the boys. Not like that you dirty minded lot, well sometimes but I’ll cover that later. I think it stems from the fact that there were more boys including the one next door locally than girls to hang around with. So yours truly partook in many lady like games including, hedge jumping (usually resulting in a destroyed privet hedge), Scalextric, Action man war

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What would it be like to have a twin? No read that again I said what would it be like to have a twin, not have twins. We’ve all thought about that one though (or is it just me), confusing but erotic would be my guess. Perhaps that’s just the male perspective. Well I don’t have a twin, but I do have a mini-me, or to be exact Suze has a copy of part of me. Well we had to try it, didn’t we? So

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1151959452899395712006-07-04T12:10:00.000+01:002006-07-04T12:24:50.890+01:00

My parents returned from holiday the other day and the nice people that they are decided to take me out for a run in the car a spot of lunch. Which I had no intention of turning down, despite the fact that I would have to listen to the incessant holiday rundown. As some of our readers may already know, last summer my car got written off in a high speed accident and we are both lucky to still be

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Read Part 1 here. As I recounted on Saturday, we spent some time in Greece in 2004. A month for Suze, a week for me. While this was a welcome break for me it had a couple of drawbacks. Circumstances dictated that I could only spend a week out there, which is hardly time to settle in and unwind from work. Whereas Suze got a month, albeit a working month's break from the UK. The other problem was

Alextag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16692898.post-1151856889360886602006-07-02T17:13:00.000+01:002006-07-02T20:39:02.526+01:00

For those of you who didn't catch the previous parts of this review: Part 1 Part 2 We had some good fun with the little nephew over the weekend. The paddling pool was a big hit with him and as I recall Alex, who seemed to be in there more than him. :D Even though we had a great time and the cat moved out for a day (he’s not keen on adults but hates kids.) it was good to give him a kiss and

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I original posted this last year, but the weather has me thinking about Greece again. Hot, hot, hot here in the UK at the moment. It brings back some great memories. Part 2 tomorrow.In 2004 Suze got to go to Greece for a month, on a working holiday. One of our friends knew someone, who knew someone, who owned a bar so Suze jumped at the chance of a bit of Sun and Ouzo. I joined her for the last

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