‘It’s frivolous. You’re frivolous. Don’t you realise some us struggle to pay our bills each month.’
The conversation was always the same with Jane, I wouldn’t mind so much if she wasn’t nursing a rather expensive bottle of wine as we spoke, and if there was even truth in the nature of my frivolity.
When it comes to having kinks for the feel of particular fabrics, leather and latex have both had their time in the spotlight. Silk and fishnet get their fair share of kudos too. But I’ve never heard from anyone with a velvet fetish before, despite its lovely soft strokable texture and the fact that it totally deserves its time to shine. Today @EuphemiseThis is here to redress the balance, with a beautifully sensual, tactile post on the feel of velvet on naked skin…
Today’s guest blogger is the excellent Quenby, who can be found at QuenbyCreatives on Twitter or over on their excellent blog Queerdoconfusion. I’m especially excited about their post today because it takes a BDSM topic that is usually presented in a very simplistic manner and explores it in a lot more depth: safe words. Do you use safe words? How conscious is that choice? And are they serving the purpose that you need them to? Take it away Quenby…
This glorious medical inspection erotica, by Joanne Summers, originally appeared on her website. It is read aloud here by Leo DiLuca. Quick content note: this story features inspection, exhibitionism, and medical teaching in a context which would not be medically ethical in real life. It is a fantasy, written for sexiness, not a lesson in how to teach anatomy.
It was just like any other day. Kathy had got up early, then rushed around to get the kids ready for school. A trip to the supermarket followed the school run before getting home to do the housework. Finally, she had some time to herself, and so she curled up on the sofa with a mug of hot chocolate and the local newspaper. She scanned the articles as she sipped at her drink, flicking through the pages absentmindedly.
She was a horny mess.
He’d woken her with kisses on her inner thigh, his lips skating up her leg until she’d parted them with a sleepy sigh. Strong hands slipped beneath her to grip her ass before sliding to her waist just as his lips had fastened to her vulva.