Sex-positive posts that give a nod to the good work evolution has done over the years, with a hodgepodge of girls and boys and artists / performers / thoughts / etc. that fit in with the theme. I try to give credit if at all possible. If you see an uncredited image and know the original source (or if you ARE the original source, and would like it removed) please contact via the "Ask" button.And... this blog is intended for adults only.
My standard rule of reblogging red-haired girls with freckles comes into play yet again.
Hattie Watson via NTNphoto
(via eroticlightbox)
More red hair n’ freckles. Yesterday, it was warm enough here in Portland Oregon that I worked outside in Laurelhurst Park for the 1st time this year. A BEAUTIFUL woman with long red hair rode by on a bicycle, and my heart thumped in joy at the oncoming spring.
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Those freckles are cute as ten kittens romping. And those lips look soooo soft.
(via beansbeanslotsabeans)
For no particular reason at all, I always consider a girl with freckles to be smarter. I mean, I understand why my heart says, “Sexy!”… but I’m not sure what mental switch says, “Smarter!”
Bottom line, though… if this girl was wearing glasses, I’d put her IQ at about 215.
(via kinkesque)
Probably because of that crown tattoo that’s peeking out, I keep thinking of this woman in terms of a princess. A warrior princess, though, not one of those dreamy princesses that sublimate their days away, waiting for the prince. No… this one has a sword and a temper.
By Simon Gentry
(via toutdroitaller)
Those arresting eyes, and those lips, and those freckles. And that sexy sexy philtrum.
Those freckles… those eyes… and that whimsical and tentative smile.
I’m never quite sure why I love freckles so much. The closest I can come to explaining is that a naked body is a canvas, and there’s something about freckles that puts art on that canvas, in the manner of well done tattoos, except the freckles retain a 100% sense of innocence. And, just like tattoos, I want to run my fingers, tongue, etc, over freckles, just to cement their presence, because freckles are like ghosts… visible but intangible.
(via romanticperversions)
Red hair. Freckles. Brown eyes. A smile.
Checkmate.
Freckles and red hair. Are they evil? I hope so.
(via butterotica)
Reblogged for no other reason than looking at her face makes me feel happy. Reason enough, of course.
(via kitty-en-classe)
I can’t look at this image without smiling myself. I would, in fact, be suspicious of anyone who can look at this without cracking a grin.