Year
2013
398 posts
Orgasms on the subway
Read moreAm I the only man lucky enough to be able to commute to the soundtrack of orgasms provided for me? I hope not. (I hope so.)
My sasha grey – lips
Read moreThere’s something miraculous about them. The top lip is almost non-existent at the edges – it grows from the space just beyond her dimpled cheek from nothing to a full, dark, fleshy, wet, glistening, crease at the middle, and then,…
The douchebag and the teen party
Read moreMaryland Attorney General, Doug Gansler, over the summer found himself the host of a party filled with his son’s underaged friends, drinking (heavily, it appears) in celebration of their recent graduation from high school. (Gansler is the dude in the…
Apparently, i’m a sex blogging superhero
Read moreKinkly.com, a web site I don’t know, just told me I’m a sex blogging superhero. To be clear, I’m #30 on their “Top 100 Sex Blogging Superheroes of 2013.” A lot of the top thirty are sex toy review web…
Apologies and sociopaths
Read moreFor reasons that I don’t understand, I’m drawn – more than the average bear – to sociopaths. People whose constitution leaves them unable to feel empathy. My closest childhood friend is one. As are several others who play outsized roles…
Good girl
Read moreI’ve written about this phrase before, but my thoughts have evolved. Nowadays, I dish out “good girl” as a compliment happily, freely. (Thanks, V, for teaching me how fun it can be!) I’m still conflicted about it. I don’t like…
A fragment on punishment
Read moreYour punishment awaits. It’s what you’ve been craving, seeking, demanding, of me. It will be delicious and excruciating, exhausting and energizing. It will come in flashes of intensity, and hours of arousal. You will quiver and tremble, wince and flinch,…
Half a paean
Read moreA white t-shirt, cotton, tight, is pulled down just below her hips, stretched tighter by her thighs, spread just wide enough for her feet to land a few inches wider than shoulder-width, a few inches wider than seems natural, as…
The moth and the flame, continued
Read moreApproach, avoid continues, and I’m reminded of Poison – and my reaction to her. Poison, for those who missed her, is the woman who, years ago, set off the reaction that led to my understanding that I’m an addict. When…
Approach and avoidance
Read moreA familiar feeling: a dance back and forth of approach and avoid. Not me: I’m all approach. But she approaches, avoids, approaches, avoids. I’m a moth. It’s my flame.