First Person Sex + Relationships

Anatomy of a Mango: Pit

Even one-night-stands have a spirit to them, but I wasn’t willing to confront that until I stopped drinking. When I did, I was finally able to place my mind right within my body, to touch and be touched without fear. Having sober sex was a way for me to unravel the contempt I felt around my body and my sexuality.

First Person Sex + Relationships

14 Knuckles: The Bad Domme

The thing is: sometimes I like feeling disposable, like I’m just a bunch of holes that someone else is using for their pleasure. I know I’m fucking powerful, so sometimes I like to release control, let someone else do the work and have the power. That only works, though, when my boundaries are respected.

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S L I C K: A Date To Remember

I watched the way Dee moved as she went to the bar for our drinks: the confident swagger was there but I also noticed a slight hesitation as she placed down my wine glass. When she came back with our second round of drinks, I reached into her lap and cupped my hand over the shaft of her strap-on.