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I’ve never been one for the pick-up — but I’m learning that sitting at a bar and telling a stranger you’re a sex blogger makes for surprisingly easy conversation.

I want your orgasms. All of them.

A refreshed look at what you all are reading — and what that says about you, and me.

Two brief fictions about blindfolds, trust, and the senses we use to know one another.

It took about twenty seconds to find out everything about Alison. I probably won’t use any of it.

A woman on the subway. Or in a coffee shop. Wherever she was, I saw her.

Two years in, hundreds of posts deep, and I’m nowhere near done — but I want to know what keeps you coming back.

Dan Savage explains monogamish-ness so much better than I can.

For most of us, sex is neither a sacrament nor a handshake. It’s something more interesting than either.

R sends me the sound of her coming, and then tells me, in words, exactly what she did. FUCK is this hot.