February 2012

The best sex writing on the internet, or at least some of it.

My trainer knows just how to motivate me.

My trainer said “good boy,” and all I could think about was throwing her around and making her earn “good girl.”

Liza asks the question this blog can never fully answer: how do you get from twelve years of secret cheating to a healthy open marriage with the same woman?

I radiate not just pleasure but craving, not just pursuit but drivenness — and that can be a little scary.

L and her husband are finding their way through the complicated terrain of non-monogamy, and I miss her while they do.

A Russian spam-bride finds her way to my inbox. Her grammar isn’t great, but she does look hot.

It’s not the fear of losing her. It’s the fear of being rendered worthless by whoever I lose her to.

The paradox of paying for what you most want: it delivers the act but destroys the meaning.

L tells me I’m not very sympathetic, and I want to understand why — even as I suspect the answer is staring back at me from every post on this blog.