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Final Sinful Sunday: Good morning, and goodbye
Today marks the final Sinful Sunday – an incredible, body-positive photography project run by my talented colleague (and much-loved friend) Molly Moore. I have never had much courage for taking photos of myself, but I have joined in a few times before – mostly because of Molly’s infectious enthusiasm and the supportive and welcoming environment she helped to create. Even though I only joined in occasionally, I have always loved seeing other people’s contributions. The joy, the love, the sexiness. Sinful Sunday will be very much missed, huge thanks to all of you – especially the regular contributors – for sharing your incredible photos, your gorgeous bodies, and these beautiful snippets of intimacy with the world. What you do is incredible.
I like myself when I’m with you
It’s embarrassing to admit that I don’t like myself very much. Far more embarrassing, though, to tell you all that sometimes I think I’m OK. The latter carries way more shame, I want to whisper it in small-font italics. Sometimes I think I’m quite good, actually. Occasionally the tall, loud, brash, opinionated mess that makes up ‘me’ doesn’t feel so obnoxious. I like myself when I’m with you.
Guest blog: Playing with numbers – my first orgy
As always, I am a big slag for first times: there is something special about getting to participate in a kink you’ve never tried before. Today’s amazing guest blog, by kink correspondent extraordinaire Jenby, contains not one but two of her first times. It begins at her first orgy, and gets even hotter from there. Honestly, I can never thank her enough for the amazing adventures she’s happy to share here on the blog, and I always worry that these intros don’t do justice to her wit, her horn, and her playful creativity. We’re very lucky to have her here…
Goodbye Sinful Sunday/What we do is good, actually
It shouldn’t need saying, and I hate having to say it, but needs must: what we do is good, actually. By ‘we’ I mean sex bloggers, erotic photographers, independent pornographers, and anyone who falls under the broad umbrella of ‘sexy content creator’. In light of the devastating news that after fourteen years of running the gorgeous, body-positive, empowering Sinful Sunday project, Molly is shutting it down, I wanted to take a second to celebrate what she (and the amazing contributors) do for us. And highlight the fact that in a world which is getting more hostile to independent creators in the sex space, it’s more important than ever to remind everyone that what we do is not immoral. It is not wrong or perverted or sick or worthy of being expunged from the internet. Sex and masturbation is a healthy part of most adult lives, and creating media that inspires and celebrates pleasure is not just acceptable, it is valuable. What we do is good, actually.
The man who knows how to fuck me
At one point, mid-fuck, with his wet fingers circling my clit, the man who knows how to fuck me growls something into my ear. I can’t remember the exact words and I hate myself for that, not least because I’m sure if I could conjure them precisely, that particular sentence would make for some truly epic wanks. Forgive me for paraphrasing, I’d fallen deeply into a fuckdrunk haze, but it was something like ‘aren’t you a dirty fucking girl?’, with extra resonance on the ‘girl’, just how I like it. Whatever he said and however he said it, it caused me to absolutely gush all over his hand. Yeah I’m a dirty girl: QED.