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Guest blog: Why I write porn for my wife
When you’re in a relationship with someone, treating sex as a hobby that you enjoy together is a fabulous way to maintain connection and keep things interesting – I believe this very strongly and I know I bang on about it a lot here. Rarely do I get such a perfect, horny, beautiful example of this than in today’s amazing guest blog, though. When the writer first messaged me to tell me he writes porn for an enthusiastic audience of one, I nearly fell off my chair with excitement before immediately asking him to send me a guest blog about it. Please welcome today’s anonymous writer, who is here to tell you about the joy and satisfaction of writing porn for his wife.
Bi-curious: I want to seduce you
This fabulously seduction audio porn that puts you in the picture is written by Jaimie of Jaimie’s Erotica and read by Molly Moore. Note that this is a seduction story that puts you in the picture, as if you are a bi-curious woman being seduced by another. It contains oral sex, masturbation and lesbian sex.
You can’t stop thinking about it, can you? Ever since you were first sexually aware, you have, determinedly, resolutely, thought of yourself as being completely straight. Maybe your family had views about same-sex love, which made you push any such thoughts away. You’d catch yourself looking, though. Didn’t You? I know, because it was the same for me too. Perhaps there was another girl at school or a club you used to attend. She always seemed to look amazing, and you found that you kept thinking about her. Maybe there were a few occasions when you engineered to be alone with her, hoping, hoping that she might give you an indication that she felt the same way?
Guest blog: Fear me
Autumn is here, and with it the promise of Halloween. So I’m excited to bring you this week’s guest blog on the hotness of fear. Katie runs her own sex blog at NymphoStimToy (@NymphoStimToy on Mastodon), which you definitely need to check out because not only did her first post (‘when I’m better‘) absolutely annihilate me, she also has the best sex blog tagline I have ever seen, and I’m jealous. But as I say, today she’s here to talk about fear: the fact that arousal and terror sit so closely in our bodies, providing similar heart-pounding, gasping, adrenaline-fuelled reactions means they’re incredibly closely linked for many of us. And she wanted to talk about giving an eager submissive the gift of pure terror…
Note: Katie has written consent and the build-up to fear very beautifully in this piece, but it’s important to state clearly that you shouldn’t ever seek to frighten someone unless you know they have consented to that, and you’ve discussed things like safe words and other ways for them to withdraw consent at any time. As a general rule, the scarier the play, the more groundwork you need to have put in beforehand to understand your partner’s limits and the cues they will give you if they need the terror to stop.
“What are you gonna do about it?” An ode to bratty subs
Perhaps it’s my age, or I’m experiencing a sudden and temporary burst of self-confidence – maybe my therapy’s working? Whatever the reason, I’ve been feeling a lot more domme lately. As often as I used to yearn for powerful, toppy guys with wickedly menacing grins, now I dream about bratty subs who have a playfully cheeky, ‘what are you gonna do about it?’ energy.
Sinful delivery: Testing sex toys with her
This fabulous (and clever!) piece that turns testing sex toys into a super horny erotic scene is written and read by The Barefoot Sub.
The doorbell shrieked, cutting through the static of my empty head! I’d been staring at a blank screen for what felt like hours, the cursor blinking away on the screen as I wracked my brain, attempting to get the words out. Waiting for my local courier to drop off my sinful delivery, certain I was distracted by the pleasure to come. Surely this was it? Though the regular driver would usually leave it in my safe space. Jumping up, I went to see who it was.
“Sophie,” I beamed, “you decided to take me up on the offer of a cuppa? Your timing couldn’t have been better.”