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Guest blog: What I learned as a horny dating scholar
I’m delighted to welcome this week’s guest blogger, who is here to talk about their wide range of dating experiences. What’s different about dating when you’re perceived as a cis woman vs a gay man? And although no experience is universal, are there any dating experiences that come close to that? Please welcome Mel McGovern, a non-binary dating enthusiast who you can find on Patreon, on Twitter @futurephoria, and on Instagram @futurephoria.
CN: brief mentions of rape
Why don’t you just go get gang banged in a sex club?
Recently someone emailed me a question that went a little something like this: “you’ve alluded to wanting a spitroast/gang bang before. But there are clubs in London where this happens every night! Why don’t you just go to one of those?!” It is not an uncommon question, and I suspect it’s one that quite a lot of horny, slutty women get asked, so I thought I’d have a crack at answering it. I don’t think everyone will feel the same way I do, but (with thanks to the person who asked the question) here’s why this pervy woman isn’t in sex clubs every night.
The scent of period blood makes me horny
There, I said it. And I apologise in advance, because usually I like to lean in to Halloween a little at this time of year – write a story in which I try to scare you. Something about zombies or werewolves or vampires or sirens luring unsuspecting humans into bringing them fresh prey. But this year, my plans for a story about sex-hungry ghosts or demonic possession went awry. Something malevolent took up residence in my brain, its claws embedded firmly in the part that deals with writing, refused to let me conjure one of those stories. So instead you get this: a pretty standard blog post about why the scent of period blood makes me really horny.
CN: this post contains blood, violence and some elements of non-consent. No men were harmed in the writing of it.
Guest blog: We tried jump-humping and it was surprisingly hot
After my extremely quim-laced blog the other week about the (supposedly) Mormon practice of soaking, the fabulous blogger Girl in Old School Trouble got in touch with me to offer say she fancied having a go at soaking and an extension of it – ‘jump-humping’, in which one person jumps on the bed that the other two are lying motionless on to give them a bit of friction to enjoy – and write about her experience. I have been so so excited about this guest blog ever since, and it’s massively exceeded even my own horny expectations. Thanks to a couple she has extremely hot sex with, Girl in Old School Trouble found herself in a position to suggest a round of soaking/jump-humping the last time they were together. The results are hotter than even I – a massive pervert – could have hoped for. Thank you to all three of them for indulging in this sexy experiment, and especially to Girl in Old School Trouble for writing about it so spectacularly.
In which I use Godemiche grind rings the wrong way
Welcome, take a seat. You’ll find a heartfelt apology letter inside an envelope just beneath it. This is the first in what will likely be a series of ‘GOTN uses sex toys in ways they were not technically designed for, because she does not have a boyfriend.’ Today I’m gonna be taking two Godemiche grind rings – genuinely fascinating and (as far as I know) unique sex toys, and attempting to grind out an orgasm while using them in a way that I don’t think was intended, but which I enjoyed nonetheless. Let’s go.