We love each other. We fancy each other. We live together. I think about his cock almost constantly, and I’m betting he does too. We are inside each other’s heads all the time, and in bed together every night. We touch on the sofas while Netflix is on, and we steal kisses on the tube on our nights out to go and meet friends. And we only ever really fuck on Sundays.

After the report that many Brits only have sex once a week, I considered writing a blog post about why ‘number of times you did it’ is a shit way to measure how happy people’s sex lives are, and how annoying it is that these studies usually only include a very narrow set of acts in their definition of what ‘sex’ is. But that didn’t seem as fun as what I’m about to do, which is write some erotic fiction about a couple who only fucks on Sundays. 

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Next time we fuck, make it brutal. Make it vigorous and deep and angry and quick. Make it far too quick for it to only happen once. Make it worth all this time that I’ve waited: make it count.

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As soon as I read the sexy story for this week’s guest blog – about an intense first prostate massage – I knew a whole lot of you would fall in love with it. This week’s guest blogger is not only an incredible writer, she is a passionate domme on a mission: to get femdom the kind of mainstream attention that maledom got after 50 Shades of Grey.

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For this week’s guest blog I’m welcoming back the fabulous @DivaFoof! She’s written some hot smut for me before, about a deliciously BDSM-y shag that started with a kiss, and if you’d like to hear her sultry, sexy voice she’s also recorded some audio porn of my own post – fuck me like you’re wanking. Today she’s here to share a story about an illicit blow job, which ends with the best kind of blow job feedback…

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