By Cheryl Kaye: I ended my first column with the news that I had joined two dating sites, and hoping that by the time I came to write this column I would have been on some dates. I’ve been on one, and I will tell you about it but today I want to talk about the sites I used, and the men on them.
By slave christina: This is my story of submitting to a Mistress. Sometimes you meet someone and there is an instant attraction. Other times you may take some time to find a level of happiness. Other times it is the situation you are both in that brings you together and sometimes it is the situation that keeps you together or forces you apart.
By Jon Pressick: Think back to the most recent time you found yourself in bed with someone. Now, now, calm down a bit, I imagine there are some pretty sexy thoughts running through your head at the moment. Or, perhaps, maybe you should focus on those thoughts. What are they of? Are you thinking about something you did or something your partner did? Are you envisioning your body being touched or theirs? And whose pleasure is it that you remember the most clearly?
By Giles English: Unless your kink is likely to trigger some past trauma in your partner, just ask. Seriously! That’s not bad advice because if you don’t ask, you will never, ever get. (It does help if you ask right, but we’ll get to that.)
By Zak Jane Keir: Oh holy shit, my feet! Just have to start by saying that, because it’s the thought running most regularly through my head today. A kind friend passed on a pair of beautiful 40-hole black Doc Martens to me as they were, apparently surplus to her requirements. She said they had hardly been worn, and she was absolutely right. They had hardly been worn at all.
By Cameryn Moore A lot of the advice out there about dirty talk treats it as a sort of accessory to “real sex”. It’s like putting a feather boa on: it’s all fun and tickly and exotic for maybe ten minutes, but at some point you’re gonna wanna tear it off because it’s getting in the way of the good stuff...
By Cheryl Kaye Just a few years ago I was certain about so many things. I was positive I was ‘straight’, I could acknowledge that I found some girls more attractive than others but I figured that was just what everyone thought. Occasionally, I would think about what it would be like to kiss a girl, to taste her, to run my hands over her body, and to have her do the same to me. But I knew I loved cock, I wasn’t gay.
By Giles English I'm typing this wearing a male chastity device and I don't get an orgasm until Monday. We haven’t had penetrative sex for a couple of years, but I do get regular beatings depending on how many demerits I’ve clocked up. Oh and Xena once made me go for 152 days without an orgasm… And Xena’s in charge.
By Dave from MrRacy... Would you or the man in your life like to experience orgasms that are twice as intense? Or maybe even four times stronger? If your answer is YES, then you should know that prostate massage is the gateway to an entirely new level of erotic pleasure.
By Jon Pressick Work is hard. Kids are hard. Friends are hard. Families are hard. Money is hard. Commuting is hard. Hobbies are hard. Cooking is hard. Pets are hard. Cleaning is hard. Injuries and illness are hard. Relationships and sex are hard. Can’t it all be easier?
By Mel MacFarlane One of the reasons that I am a huge advocate of sex games, is that games such as Fifty Days of Play take away the predictability of foreplay and add something a little different into the mix. For those who are still a little shy in the bedroom, sex games offer a really good solution in terms of spicing things up without having to be too forthcoming.
By Zak Jane Keir Of course, it’s Easter, which is the Christian festival most associated with ‘fertility rituals’ and symbols that are not really that Christian at all – though there is still no agreement, let alone any proof, as to which specific ancient pagan feast inspired the annual celebration of eggs, bunnies, flowers and binging on chocolate. I wish you all joy and delight in the springtime, whether your bunnies are battery-powered or the sort that moan with joy when you wrap them up in rope, and if you want to mark the occasion by eating a Creme Egg off your favourite playmate’s naughty bits then go right ahead.