I’m so excited to bring you a contribution from a really special guest today. He normally draws the gorgeous art that illustrates the posts here on site, but today he’s here to share a truly stunning image for the last ever Sinful Sunday. Please give a huge welcome to fantastic illustrator (and incredibly talented photographer) Stuart Taylor!

Read his thoughts below, and follow him here on BlueSky and here on Mastodon.

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Today marks the final Sinful Sunday – an incredible, body-positive photography project run by my talented colleague (and much-loved friend) Molly Moore. I have never had much courage for taking photos of myself, but I have joined in a few times before – mostly because of Molly’s infectious enthusiasm and the supportive and welcoming environment she helped to create. Even though I only joined in occasionally, I have always loved seeing other people’s contributions. The joy, the love, the sexiness. Sinful Sunday will be very much missed, huge thanks to all of you – especially the regular contributors – for sharing your incredible photos, your gorgeous bodies, and these beautiful snippets of intimacy with the world. What you do is incredible.

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It shouldn’t need saying, and I hate having to say it, but needs must: what we do is good, actually. By ‘we’ I mean sex bloggers, erotic photographers, independent pornographers, and anyone who falls under the broad umbrella of ‘sexy content creator’. In light of the devastating news that after fourteen years of running the gorgeous, body-positive, empowering Sinful Sunday project, Molly is shutting it down, I wanted to take a second to celebrate what she (and the amazing contributors) do for us. And highlight the fact that in a world which is getting more hostile to independent creators in the sex space, it’s more important than ever to remind everyone that what we do is not immoral. It is not wrong or perverted or sick or worthy of being expunged from the internet. Sex and masturbation is a healthy part of most adult lives, and creating media that inspires and celebrates pleasure is not just acceptable, it is valuable. What we do is good, actually.

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Welcome readers, I like to imagine you’re on the edge of your seats, eagerly anticipating the climax of my efficient dating experience with a man who kindly fulfilled my last-minute request for a date, then came with me to a Travelodge to make out on one of the beds. Quite a few people replied excitedly to part one expecting porn in part two, thus falling into my cunning and evil trap. I wanted to raise your hopes nice and high because that’s the energy I brought with me on this date – it’s the energy I bring on every date. I wasn’t expecting anything, but naturally it would have been a welcome joy to have a sexy dude put it nice and hard inside me. The resulting disappointment will give you a true taste of my dating life because brace yourselves: this man well and truly talked himself out of a fuck.

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Check out part one of this story, about the man on the internet who gets off on giving me money. This is part 2, in which I get him to bankroll something bucket list that I could never have done on my own. Note that this piece contains a decision that is morally questionable at best.

It’s been a while since I spoke to my Paypig – sometimes when you’re in a relationship you have to give less energy to your sidequest sexual hobbies. He disappears for periods of time, and it’s been a few months since I asked him for any cash. He’s still there in a few shining bubbles of my memory, and an unfinished blog draft, but we haven’t really been in touch. However, as Julie Andrews wisely notes at the start of The Sound of Music: when the Lord closes a door, somewhere he opens a window. And one of the many windows that’s opened for me since I broke up with my boyfriend is the opportunity to chat to my Paypig once more, and see what mischief he might help me make.

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