Tag Archives: dangerous sex
Guest blog: Tight fit – fucking 150 feet up
Today’s incredible guest blog is a long read, so make sure you’re sitting comfortably – with a sex toy of your choice if you’re in the mood – and let yourself fall into this intense and adrenaline-pumping fantasy. We’ve talked here before about risky sex and the way that fear can heighten a sexual mood, but I reckon the author of this piece – J K Mill (@jkmill on BlueSky)- has raised the stakes to heights that no one’s written about on the blog before (I mean this in a very literal way). So settle in for a piece of erotic fiction about climbing, and fucking, which ends on the most searingly memorable mental image I’ve been given in a very long time…
On bad things my mind does when it’s unoccupied
Suffering from painful and embarrassing writer’s block, I set to Twitter to ask people what they wanted to read. Rather unsurprisingly, the answer was ‘porn’. But some people specifically requested a fantasy. A wise choice – there’s only so much of my own sordid sexual experience that anyone can take. So for only the second time in however-long-I’ve-been-doing-this, here’s an untrue story.