Tag Archives: cunt
My vagina smells great: an ode to genital odour
How good do your genitals smell right now? Go on: if you’re in a place where it’s OK to do so, have a quick scratch and sniff. Really breathe it in. I bet a not insignificant number of you are delighted by the results. I’m certainly one of them: my vagina smells great at the moment.
Guest blog: It started with a kiss
This week’s guest blogger is the fabulous @DivaFoof Joanne! To introduce her guest blog I’m going to tell you two things I love about her. Firstly, she has a really lovely voice – she recently recorded one of my audio porn posts, on being fucked while my partner watches porn, and if you haven’t heard it yet you should totally listen before you read this post. Having heard her read smut before, I can’t help but read the post below and hear her lovely voice ringing in my ears. It’s a delightfully sexy account of an eager fuck, and – second thing I love about her – the fast-paced, almost breathless way she writes is really evocative of those fucks that you simply have to get down to quickly…
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American comedian Samantha Bee is in ridiculously hot water this week, after calling Ivanka Trump a ‘feckless cunt’ on her TV show. People – by which I mean mostly American right-wingers – are up in arms because calling the daughter of the US President a ‘cunt’ is apparently one of the most heinous things you can do. So let’s talk about the word ‘cunt’, shall we?
Guest blog: Making out with her cunt
Today’s guest blog, by Oliveira, is a super-hot real-life sex story that contains something I don’t write much about here: cunnilingus. And I love it when guest bloggers write the stories that I can’t quite get my own words around. If you enjoy cunt-eating erotica and lazy Sunday afternoon sex, you’ll definitely have fun with this one…
Oh. My. Aching. Cock.
Last week I was away for a couple of days at the sex industry trade show Erofame – I’ll tell you all about it in an upcoming post. While I was away, inevitably I started missing my partner. I missed him generally, of course: I wanted to be able to chat to him about all the cool new sex toys I was discovering and share stories from the event. But more specifically I missed his cock, and I looked forward immensely to coming home and sliding right down to the base of it.