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Writing assignment 1: smoking
Read moreThe anatomy of craving a cigarette — mental, bodily, and the tricks my brain plays to get me to succumb.
E[lust] #49
Read moreThe smartest and hottest sex bloggers, all under one roof.
“you’re so quiet these days”
Read moreV noticed I’ve gone quiet. She’s right. The signs are all there — less writing, less meditating, more porn, worse diet, and worst of all, I’ve been sneaking cigarettes.
Secrets and lies
Read moreOn secrecy, privacy, parental spying, and Edward Snowden.
E[lust] #48
Read moreThe smartest and hottest sex bloggers, under one roof.
Carlos danger
Read morePolitics, sex, sexting, and the question of just how fond of one’s penis is too fond.
Far from home
Read moreFive days left on vacation, no charger, spotty internet, and I don’t really mind.
Hottest posts ever
Read moreA tour through my greatest hits — heavy on pussy-licking, as it turns out.
E[lust] #47
Read moreThe smartest and hottest sex bloggers, all in one place.
In (critical) support of liza
Read moreA sex-blogger kerfuffle, in which I insert myself where I may not be welcome.
Cum/come
Read moreA brief meditation on spelling and ejaculation.
Program note
Read moreSlowing down here so I can write elsewhere. The blog will still be here. So will I.
Self-destruction
Read moreShe stood me up two nights in a row, and two nights in a row, I let her. This isn’t a complaint about her — it’s an observation about me.
Paeans and want, or, life in the big city
Read moreA pretty woman on the stairs, a tingle in my cock, and the long road from wanting more to wanting enough.
Why i write sex (part 2, after a fashion)
Read moreA retraction, a clarification, and an invitation.
How to successfully write a secret sex blog and not blow up your life or be a total dick – a manual
Read moreA manual, of sorts, inspired by Hyacinth, on keeping secrets, not being a dick, and defining success downward.
Onomatopoeia
Read moreWords that sound like what they mean.
A paean
Read moreAn unremarkable woman on the train. Except.
The sting of rejection
Read moreA woman I’ve never met rejected me, and my body knew it before my mind did.
Your fantasy
Read moreI used to hide behind your desires. Now I know what I want.