Regular readers will know that I am a sucker for kinky DIY. I once built my own spanking bench, and a (very shoddy) clamp/holder for a Fleshlight launch so I could fulfil my dreams of milking a man while he was restrained. I’ve also been delighted to host an incredible guest blog about a DIY glory hole. Don’t get me wrong, I am not encouraging you to do this kind of thing yourself. I have a penchant for DIY and a reckless disregard for my own safety, and occasionally I have partners who want to go all-in on these things with me. But if you’re planning on building your own kink devices, the sensible schoolteacher in me has to tell you ‘don’t try this at home.’ The eager pervert in me, though? That’s a very different matter. The eager pervert in me leapt up in joy when I got an email from the fabulous sex writer Starcross with today’s blog post. He built the kink devices you can see in the image above, and he’s here to explain exactly how – and why – he created kinky implements to fulfil his exacting requirements. Note that there are brief mentions of injury and blood in this story – during the ‘building’ phase, not the ‘kink toys in use’ phase. I am so impressed with his determination and creativity, and beyond delighted he’s up for sharing them here!

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Not to brag, but I think I’ve got great wanking game. Of all the things I do in life, masturbation is the thing that consistently brings me the most joy for the lowest cost. I’m not going to argue I’m the world’s most creative wanker, though. A significant amount of my wanking is purely functional: I do it because I’m bored, horny, hungry, in need of comfort. To get me to sleep or to distract me from nicotine cravings. I have picked up a few tips over the years though – mostly from other sex bloggers, friends, and partners who are kind enough to tell me in detail about their masturbation habits. So I thought for this year’s Masturbation Month post I’d share a few fun ideas along with suggestions for toys that might inspire you to spend more quality alone time with your junk.

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“Breathe for me,” he says, all soft-dom calm and patient. I’m lying on my back and his dick is almost inside me. It’s taken a lot of work for us to get to this point. And by ‘work’ I mean, of course, ‘fun’. I’ll explain all that in a second, but for now just know that I’m lying on my back, folded in half, and he’s got his hands on my thighs. Holding my ass at the perfect angle for him to slip his cock in with least resistance. There is still resistance, though, because he’s got girth and I’m lacking in practice. That’s where the meditative breathing comes in.

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Erotica from Clara Dunn is always an exceptional treat, and this story absolutely annihilated me. She’s written some incredible atmospheric, sensual, ethereal smut here before – I’m a big fan of ‘the laundromat‘ in particular but ‘you’re doing great, girl‘ and ‘birthday sex to Harry’s House‘ are also both fucking amazing. If you like her work, follow her on X at @author_dunn, and enjoy the sublime filth she’s contributed to this week’s guest blog!

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It’s rare for a writer to make my heart hurt like this. Please give a very warm welcome back to the fabulous LM, who has shared a couple of snippets of this particular kinky relationship with us over the last few years. Her writing is as poignant as her scenes are kinky, and I’m so grateful to her for letting us peek into her play, and her emotions, and the bittersweet tone of this particular connection.

Note: this story contains references to extreme BDSM, including knife play. 

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