Tag Archives: cunnilingus

Oral equality: This handjob is worth more to me than head
I’m not a massive fan of getting head. I’ve said it before, and people are occasionally horrified: how can I call myself a feminist if I don’t insist on oral equality? I am a huge fan of giving head: I take egomaniacal pride in being able to suck cock so well that it has my other half whimpering and trembling on the edge of orgasm for the duration of an entire Portishead song. So where’s the reciprocal pleasure? What of the famed ‘orgasm gap’? Surely I, as a feminist, should insist on oral reciprocity? No.

Guest blog: The last time we fucked
This week’s guest blogger got in touch because he knew I had a thing for guest blogs about ‘first times‘ – first threesomes, first time going to a sex shop, first time pegging, etc. He asked if maybe I’d be interested in a last time story – about the fuck you have when you know something’s over, and you want to make one more good memory. Fuck yeah, I do. This week’s gorgeous guest blog is by Chris Avalon, about an intense, sexy and bittersweet last time fuck.

Jealousy fuck: I’m angry because you’re mine
This story is an addition to the ‘emotional fucks‘ series: jealousy fuck. With many thanks to the reader who suggested adding something like this to the pile!

Guest blog: Fuck thy neighbour
Today’s guest blogger, Grace from London, has a really hot story to share with you. About oral sex and orgasms, communication and expectation. About her neighbour, who she fucks. Spectacularly. I hope you all enjoy this as much as I did…

Guest blog: Private party
This week’s guest blog is a gorgeous erotic story by Kim Taylor of Mommy’s Playground – check out the site (where you’ll find plenty more erotica to read) and follow Kim on Instagram here! Sick of the hustle and bustle of a loud, drunken party, the narrator tries to find a quiet spot to go and chill out in… and comes across a gorgeous stranger who’s looking for a little fun. I really enjoyed this – and not just because I’m the kind of person who’d look for any excuse to leave the loud bits of the party and head off to a bedroom for some shagging…