The Spinster's Exploits

Sex, sensuality and possibly spanking after seventy…

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The Spinster is a 70-year-old South Walian who doesn’t believe sex, sensuality and fun stop at seventy. There is more to growing old disgracefully than wearing purple 💜- although she does love purple! She considers herself to have dual sexuality as she loves vanilla but something gets unleashed when she is spanked by the right person… She is excited to have reached this significant milestone and thrilled to discover erotic possibilities can be there for the taking. Oh! And she can be a touch up herself and talk about herself in the third person – but nothing a good spanking won’t cure!😉🤭

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  • Trailer: A no-sex weekend, a birthday spanking and a Spinsterly Sunday …

    …although not necessarily in that order… Life has been busy, so I’ve been planning my blogs, but somehow not got them written so far. Last night was the film “Song Sung Blue” – a fabulous film that made me laugh, gulp, wipe my eyes and – I think – say “Oh, no!” and “Fuck!” out…

  • A new lover!

    I am so pleased I managed to sneak in my first encounter with a new lover just before reaching my 71st birthday – Being 70 has been amazing! I am so lucky to have such a good life, and finding my gorgeous lover last April was just amazing. I can hardly believe what fun we’ve…

  • A sexless blog – Reflections on “The Dice Man”, memories and more recent purchases

    You know that thing where you’ve not thought of something for years, then get two reminders of it, in two days? – that type of thing? Well, I saw a copy of the 1970s novel “The Dice Man” in Oxfam and then read an Observer magazine review where the subject commented on its influence on…

  • Irritating post warning – due to unexpected sex…

    I don’t know about you – but I hate those smug gits who say the way to get: a partner, a job, thinner, happiness – is to just stop looking. Annoying, yeh? Well – this may not be your favourite post so far… So as I approach my 71st birthday I am still getting amazing…

  • Devastated Septuagenarian in Ann Summers…Well – I may be exaggerating a little bit…

    So I was pretty excited to be with my lover in Ann Summers. I wanted a new cane and I like the Ann Summers one I currently have, but it has seen better days. I have happy memories of the ones that went to the great Cane Field in the Sky after breakage. They are…

  • All revved up with a destination! (Spoiler alert – not much actual sex…)

    I was super-excited – my lover was taking me to see a Meatloaf tribute act – “Paradise Regained” One of the less obvious feminist aspects of my persona is my love of the Album “Bat Out of Hell”. It is totally sexist, but captures teenage sexuality beautifully in the operatic madness of it all. I…

  • Erratum

    My last post should have read as: “I gather cock cages come in different sizes, but must be quite difficult to judge… I’m not an expert on cocks, but I’ve encountered a few, and as a woman – I’m less obsessed with size than a fair number of men.” I’d meant to state some knowledge…

  • Cock cages (2) – Show-ers and growers?

    So as said – the only cock cage I have ever seen was somewhat complex and confusing. But I was quite intrigued and excited when he told me he was wearing it… Only it seems amongst its complexities it has “spacers” as well as the bit that goes around the scrotum and it’s quite difficult…

  • The Cock Cage – All revved up and no place to go…

    The cock cage remains unused… I’d planned for him to deliver himself to me caged, but circumstances intervened. And who knew that a cold house and ensuing shy balls would render a cock cage unusable? And thanks to additional circumstances, our day did not go as planned. I was all dressed up and ready for…

  • Spinsterly shopping  and pervertibles (spelling?)

    I was just passing Boots on my way from my Welsh class when I suddenly thought about indigestion – as you do. I am lucky that I do not require the Big Guns of serious medication – just a bit of chalk. But I’m fussy about my flavours. ‘Tums’ were my brand of preference  until…