Mothering Nature

Not gonna lie, I struggled with this year’s Birthday Nude. The entire process was discomforting. I found myself being hypercritical of my aging body. I booted up my images in Lightroom and moved the texture slider all the way to the left to smooth out my spongy middle. I sent the images to Photoshop and cloned my wrinkles and belly folds away. Then in a fit of frustration I closed them all up unsaved.

For the Birthday Nude series to stay relevant in the years to come I’m going to have to post these photos unedited as I always have or I won’t do them at all.

If I continue, I will have to confront my naked self, not just my aging body. My emotional reactions reveal so much of who I am. Posting it publicly adds another layer of confrontation. I will have to ask myself the hard questions. How do I feel? Why do I feel this way? Do I feel shame? What am I ashamed of?

I have come to an age when I am proud of who I am and where I’m at in life. That doesn’t mean I look at my body with rose-colored glasses. As someone who has spent decades creating media with my body, I can look at images of myself with objectivity.

In these photos I wear nothing but make-up. I have not given in to temptations of botox or cosmetic surgery. Yet. Maybe never. I don’t know. No judgement on those who do. I haven’t dyed my hair since four months ago and I’m liking the streak of gray growing out of the right side of my hairline.

I enjoyed celebrating my birthday this year. I feel like I’ve been celebrating for weeks now, random presents, time spent with people I adore.

I look at my healthy, beautiful, smart, and talented daughter and feel successful as a mother. Mothering my child has been top priority for the past fifteen years. Everyone and everything else took the back seat. It’s worth it. I invested my time and energy wisely. Now I’m opening myself up to mothering more of the world.

My co-parent, business partner, artistic collaborator, lover, my Man. How I love my Man. We’ve been through so much, good times and nightmarish ones. For so long I’ve taken him for granted, thinking he doesn’t need my mothering because he’s eight years older than me, bolder than me, everything more than me. I was wrong. We’re holding on for dear life and rediscovering who we are to each other at each stage of the game.

College boy somehow slipped in as one of my favorite people on this planet. We’ve known each other for years and he knows most sides of my compartmentalized life. During those moments when my Man was too emotionally involved in the situation to be my friend, my boy took me in his arms and told me he’s got me. I take care of him, too.

And you… I appreciate you. Thank you for coming along on my journey.

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May Ling Su birthday nude in the barn hayloft, sitting on a vintage World War II army cot.

This year marks my 20th birthday nude. We shot at home. The photo above was taken in the barn hayloft, an amazing play space when it’s warm enough. It’s a reminder to seize the moment. Winter is coming. Life goes by way too fast. My time is limited. Soon we will have to leave our 169-year-old haunted farmhouse that we’ve made even more haunted with vintage treasures. I’m a little sad to go, but excited to begin once more.

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The photo above was taken in the backyard, lush with wildflowers and this abundant hydrangea bush. It’s a sanctuary for birds, bees, and butterflies. Snakes and mice. Chipmunks and squirrels. The best approach to mothering nature is to let it be wild (also applies to mothering humans).

This past year I’ve been spending a lot of time in nature, hiking up mountains and swimming in lakes. This summer I participated in a podcast with Agam, for which they paid me by planting four trees in my name. I intend to plant more trees every year for the rest of my life as part of my legacy.

Cheers! 🍷

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Maid Serves Master’s Cock

On the night of Friday the 13th, the same night there was a full moon, we had a little party. Days before our guests arrived my Man and I tossed a few scenarios around. In bed we whispered all kinds of combinations, things we’d like to do with our guests. One time while kneeling between his legs and sucking on his cock I said, “I want you to go to bed with another woman, hold her close, fuck her if she lets you, but if you find yourself still horny in the middle of the night, come find me in the other room. I’ll be the maid in the servant’s quarters, waiting for her Master after she’s spent the night cooking and cleaning and serving all the guests.”

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Beaver (her chosen nickname) arrived past 10pm, fresh off a Chubby Checker concert and driving her new Jaguar. I gave her a big hug at the door and served chips with homemade guacamole, which I claim to be the best guacamole east of Texas. It’s a bold claim and I’m prepared to go up against any challengers in a guacamole-off. Beaver and my Man quickly disappeared together.

The Master’s bedroom has thick drapes that block out the sun. The maid’s quarters do not. I was wide awake at 7:30 the next morning with a college boy asleep in my bed. I snuck into the dark Master’s bedroom and whispered to my Man, “Is she still here?” He nodded.

“I’m so horny.”

“Go get me breakfast juice,” he ordered.

“Yes, Sir,” I answered as I swiftly went to the kitchen for juice.

I heard crying upstairs. Beaver had quickly collected her stuff. “I’m so late… I’m going to get in trouble…”

“No, you won’t.” I tried to comfort her with the first thing that came to my mind. “Cause you’ve got a Jag.

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She left in a hurry. I got in bed with my Man. The bed smelled like Beaver.

“I’m so horny,” I confided. “I want two cocks.”

“Well, this cock may not be hard by the time you get back here with your college boy,” he said as he revealed his erection. I jumped up to suck his hard cock immediately.

In between licks and sucks I said, “I can settle for having both of you one after another. I’ll take a load of cum from you right now, go back to the maid’s quarters and get a load of cum from him, then come back here for another load.”

My Man changed his mind. “I think it’ll be more exciting to have us double fuck you.”

“That’s more like it.” I got up and went to the maid’s room, crept under the blankets and found my college boy’s cock. I put it in my mouth and sucked. “Good morning. Come to the other room with me.”

He awoke and nodded. He got out of bed like a good boy, went to the restroom, then followed me to the Master’s bedroom, where he found me already on all fours sucking on my Man’s cock. He lay next to my Man so I could service both their cocks side by side. Once I got them both hard, I mounted my college boy in my pussy, then leaned forward to let my Man fuck my empty ass.

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