Winter is the season of denial, of mornings spent cocooned in blankets. Nestled beneath feather down and flannel, sunlight filtering through curtains. My mind has awoken too early. I can rest just a little longer, slide down deep into sleep once again… But this morning, sleep flees, a fickle companion. Instead, my mind is flooded … More A Lazy Summer Afternoon
Tribbing Refers to “scissoring” which is when two people rub their vulvas and clitoris together as a form of non-penetrative sex. Not specific to humans, this behaviour is also observed in nature. In particular bonobo monkeys, where vulva to vulva genital rubbing is common (about once every two hours).  If you’ve frequented sites with erotic content, you’re … More Banging Shields Together, Medieval Tribbing
Surely you have heard of A Thousand and One Arabian Nights… but did you know that many of the tales are erotic in nature? Here is my second tale for you, an anecdote told by Abu al-Ainah. The debate about whether it is better to have sex with young or old men is, as we … More The Arabian Nights – A Youth or a Ripe Man?
In the few weeks since I’ve created this handle, there have been some amazing posts on the sexy side of Twitter, and a ridiculous number of writers shadowbanned. Thank you to those who came up with #SOSS – it’s a great way to cast light into the shadows. Unfortunately, I’ve been really sick this week, … More In the Shadows – #SOSS
Teasing. Edging closer. Slowly. To that penultimate message. Evie Masters has left you 8 new messages. Do you have time to listen? An original erotica inspired by #MasturbationMonday. If you enjoyed this erotic audio, you can buy Evie a coffee! She can also be found talking about sex and the history of sex on Twitter.
Becoming a priest did not exempt you from the weaknesses of the flesh. Many priests wrote sermons and poetry about their own struggles with desire. Some of this poetry revealed that these priests had sex with both men and women*. While it is debated whether or not these poems are truly personal or just echoes … More Bisexual Priests, Eleventh Century
It had been a month since Rose Katz had hired me as an author’s assistant. We had gone for dinner and discussed what she wanted to accomplish, the direction her work was going in, how much she expected to write in a week, two, six. In the month since, I had fetched coffee, organised appointments, … More The Assistant