One of my favorite groups on a social media site is about lesbian sex. I’m fascinated by lesbians. I’ve never fully been a lesbian, but I’ve considered at different parts of my life– am I a lesbian? Whatever I am, I enjoy giving lesbian sex tips to strangers. A lady was feeling guilty for not
This Solstice letter is an unsent letter to someone I’m estranged from. Dear one, This letter is emotional but chill and respectful, as far as I perceive. Thank you if it’s something you want to let in. I thought about you on Solstice when I was preparing to go to the land, and walking by
I love someone, and we have chemistry. But if there’s anything I’ve learned this past year, it’s that I need to be particular. My life is derailed if I have sex with someone who’s not consistent and emotionally available. So I’ve been thinking about how not to have sex with someone– ideas for a more
“Will you look inside my cunt?” I asked. “What do you see?” My spouse slightly spread my labia. I was lying naked in bed after a shower. We were at the beginning part of sex. “What do you see in there?” I asked. “I see beauty,” they answered. That is very sweet, but not the
“I think you fixed my pH,” I said. “Thank you for the semen cure. Or your balls are a lil yeasty and slapped yeast in there, overwhelming the bacteria.” My spouse laughed. They were about to leave on a sacred errand, moving through our small home getting ready to go out. I was still lying
This post even closer is about a cover by the band In This Moment. Yes, I have a thing for the classic kink song “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails. In This Moment does it kinda roaring / screamy. Could I learn to do that with my voice? “With vocal training, you could probably do anything
“Do you wanna shave me?” my spouse asked. “Yes,” I said. I had been saying no for a few days– felt good to agree. My spouse handed me the electric shaver. They grabbed my breasts and started to jiggle them, as I shaved their chin. “Be gentle, and get off the nipple,” I said. It’s
This is a letter to my lover, or to someone who was my lover, and I hope one day they’re my lover again. It’s about my chosen wound. Dear one, My chosen wound is partly about fatness. You know what the world does to very fat people. But it’s more about home and safety, and
“Can I give you some feedback on the sex we had today?” I asked my spouse. “Sure!” they said. My spouse loves feedback, which is special. I’m often cautious about feedback; most people are. But my spouse wants to do well and has a strong sense of self. They’re not afraid of what others think:
“You’re safe,” my spouse said. They stopped hitting me. It was a shorter sentence than I had requested. My spouse knows what I want– I want to be safe more than anything. They go to the root. collar We were in bed in the afternoon. I’d asked my spouse to collar me while hitting me.