The S word.

I read a lot of blogs which offer insights into different views and perspectives about life, love and relationships. I’ve enjoyed reading posts about people discovering new things, or reflecting on their decisions in the past and how that has made them who they are today. They have discussed choices …

Glass

This is an old post, from an older blog. Yet I rediscovered it this week, and this weekend will be the anniversary of its occurrence.  I love the feeling of being full. I wear anal plugs when I masturbate so I can feel myself twitch against it. When I’m being …

Third Love

Two wrongs make a right. Three is a magic number. Third time lucky.  The third love was different from the first or second.  It was slow, unplanned, and easy. We fell into each other, into a routine, and into a life. Perhaps a life but perhaps more accurately an existence …

Kissing

I love kissing. I love the handful of electric seconds when you both know exactly what is about to happen, yet at the same time have no idea. Like the static on the surface of a balloon it crackles in the air, and in my stomach. I love the moment …

Someone

This piece was inspired by my recent fantasies, during that difficult time when you no longer are able to fantasise about that one person who has been so integral to both mental and physical experiences. I find during this period that I can’t fantasise about particular people, but instead focus …