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Guest blog: “You’re doing great, girl”
Regular readers will remember the incredible Clara Dunn (@author_dunn on Twitter) – she’s shared a couple of stunning pieces before. One about a deliciously tense and beautiful casual fuck in a laundromat, plus a gorgeous non-fiction piece about why you shouldn’t have sex to the album ‘Harry’s House’. Her erotica style is so languid and measured in its pacing that I haven’t cut this too much for length – it’s a long read though, one to luxuriate in. A story about a student (who is over 18) sneaking over to her lecturer’s house for the next chapter in their lust-drenched affair. Give yourself some time to enjoy this one, team…
How do you avoid ‘catching feelings’?
A friend of mine recently asked, as I was telling her how lovely a particular guy was, how I went about trying to avoid ‘catching feelings’ for the men that I spend time with. There are two answers to this question: the cunty one and the nice one. Both are true.
I want you to connect with this
I want you to connect with this blog post. I want that with all of them, but this one in particular. Dive in, let go, have fun. Don’t wonder where it’s going or what might happen next. I want you to connect with this story.
What’s in a name? Robyn’s magical mouth…
This fantastic essay about putting things in your mouth is written and read by the sublime Robyn of RobynEatsEverything, and it originally appeared on their website. Once you’ve enjoyed the smut here (as text or audio – click ‘play’ above!), click the link at the end if you’d like to read part two…
The first time I ever sucked dick, we’d just been to McDonald’s and it tasted like strawberry milkshake. It was actually my first time in a McDonald’s too; what a day.
Of whiskey, guitars and sex in cargo holds
This gorgeous story about fucking a hot guitarist is written and read by Carolyna Luna, and originally appeared on her website.
Ah, Blondie’s! I fucking loved that place. I always arrived before ten to snag a prime spot at the bar. It was the best vantage point to enjoy the local bands that frequently played there. It was also where Sheila, the bartender, liked to lean whenever she could sneak in a break to offer naughty banter. That night was no different.