The challenge of writing an About Me story when you write under a pen name is you can’t reveal the whole story, but when do we really ever do that anyway?
Here, you get to know the side of me that’s less inhibited. I write about sexuality. I write erotica and fiction. I write poetry and humor. And, I write about art and creativity. I get turned on writing for you. And, I often get turned on reading what you write. It’s one of my happiest places.
If you’d like to peruse my table of contents, you can find it…
I’ve been dating Tommy for a few years. He loves my cut cock and I love his uncut cock. We also love each other of course. We’re both bi and lately, we’ve been missing spending some quality sexual time with a woman.
Lacy and Ricardo came over for our weekly game night — cards, bones, whatever strikes our fancy. We were all feeling a little giddy — we hadn’t seen each other in quite a while due to the pandemic. But, we’d all gotten our vaccines and were so excited to move virtual game night back to our house.
Last Saturday night, I went to a gay bar with 2 of my best friends and danced my stiff-hipped mid-40s dance and grinned under my mask and kept saying thank you to my friend who’s been trying to get me to go with him to this club for years.
The club is limiting capacity due to Covid, people wear masks on the dance floor, and the vibe is laid back and fun. We each got a beer and headed over to the room with the dance floor. There were strobe lights going on the wooden dance floor and a couple…
Hi readers, fans, and co-writers,
Have I mentioned lately I’m so glad to know you? I am. I’m beyond grateful for this community of sexual empowerment and sex-positivity.
The last week has got me feeling back in a joyful living and writing groove. I’m dancing and reading and typing and sexting, oh my! I went to an actual dance club this past weekend and danced my heart out. It was so much fun. I felt safe with the club’s mask policy and my full vaccination. …
i want to feel
on my tongue
nose to nose
tongue on tongue
brown as mud
deep as depth
e x p l o r a t i o n
i t e r a t i o n s
let me worship
your hip bones
ankles and knees
will you let me caress
and gaze at the maze
of your body?
will you let your…
vibing and jiving
on the dance floor
where I danced
before I accepted
before I joined HER
on the dance floor
with my friends
feeling my body
at the bar
chose a photo
for a dating app
for a hot minute
before my profile
for my bared
feeling the jive
feeling myself thrive
letting my hips
take the lead
luscious booty swooshing
to new dimensions
Although WAP (Wet Ass Pussy) is controversial due to its exotic tiger content…
In a classic case of “too much zeitgeist,” there is a Tiger King tie-in to all this. Carol Baskin, the founder of a big cat sanctuary who appeared in the sensationalist Netflix documentary hit (in which the primary subject, zookeeper and convicted felon Joe Exotic, accused Baskin of murdering her second husband), also weighed in on “WAP.” In an interview with Billboard, Baskin criticized the “lurid” video, saying that “the worst part is that it glamorizes the idea of rich people having tigers as pets.” Cardi responded…
Ben scrolled through his #nsfw Twitter feed as he sat behind the security desk. The 12-hour shifts he worked on building security were beyond boring. He quickly found ways to entertain himself. Flirting with women and looking at all the naughty photos got his cock twitching. He learned to love the edging that came with these long work shifts.
Sometimes, he’d look up from his phone and imagine a beautiful woman tapping on the window of the building, running her tongue coyly across her luscious lips and motioning for him to unlock the door.
Today, as he scrolled through Twitter…
This is not a “how to be better at sex article”. It’s not even a “how to communicate with your partner/s article.” It’s an article about being a critical reader.
One of my pet peeves with social media writing is anyone can claim to be an expert, an authority. I’ve had this type of advice article on my mind for months. They drive me bonkers because you can’t realistically teach how to be the best at cunnilingus, sex, or anything else. We aren’t machines or robots and we all have unique desires.
When across my front page scroll articles like…
Lately, I’ve felt like spooning and cuddling and feeling human contact. I imagine rubbing oil into your sore shoulder blades, brushing my hand over your biceps, and the small of your back. I imagine cuddling with women and men. I imagine group cuddling sessions. Apparently, I’m not the only one since there are businesses like Cuddlecomfort.com. I’m grateful I’m married and have skin-to-skin contact fairly often.
Last week I wrote articles exploring the upbeat, expressive soundtrack of the 1994 film, Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, a catalog of the sex toys I’ve tried over the years in hopes…