So my first Eroticon is over. I’m at home, eating plenty of buttered toast with Sub Bee’s homemade honey to fend off Con drop, and surrounded by swag. And I do mean surrounded- my bedside table is crowded with mugs, packets of lube, badges, tote bags, T- shirts and sex toys. (I am a womble …
365 days
This time last year I was a mess of sweat and langour, lying on a bed in a hut by a beach. It was too hot to move and too hot to eat and too hot for modest dress so mostly what I did was read books and doze and play with myself. The window …
Eroticon 2019: Meet and Greet
I’m going to Eroticon! I wasn’t sure if I would be but I am! This will be my first time at Eroticon but I’ve been to enough cons of other sorts to know that, while fun and stimulating, they generally require huge amounts of energy and self- care. Two weeks ago I was on …
Elust 115
Photo courtesy of Katteroo Welcome to Elust 115– The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #116? Start with the rules, come …
Suspirium
CN: This piece includes discussion of trauma and sexual assault. This is a waltz Thinking about our bodies What they mean For our salvation With only the clothes That we stand up in Just the ground On which we stand Is the darkness Ours to take? Suspirium, Thom Yorke She is …
Of my own accord
I ordered this custom- made latex collar because it was suggested by someone I’m fond of and the idea amused me, but now it’s arrived I can’t imagine ever wearing it in public of my own accord. I love love love humiliation play and namecalling, but it’s quite a statement to wear on your body, …
Happy New Year
Their cock is a thing of beauty. Just the right length, the perfect thickness, wrapped in his fist and then, when he drops it, landing hard and heavy on the pale expanse of their belly. He lies on his front between their open legs, and as he lowers his head he closes his eyes. They’re …
The Soft Animal
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. In the end, when looking at a thing in retrospect, there are only two questions: …
Berlin, Part 1: Lah- tex, Brexit and a golden lion
God, I love this city. As I walk out of the SBahn station at Warschauerstrasse the first thing I see is the Fernsehturm, the iconic TV tower, over across town, lighting up the night sky. It’s 11pm and the air is so cold that my lungs hurt, and the streets are gritted- every now …