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Lovense Osci 3: Let me fuck you with my words
You’re not gonna fucking believe this, but sex tech makes it possible for me to literally fuck you with my words. Using sound activation on a Lovense Osci 3, you can turn any audio story into vibrations which go straight to your sensitive parts. The Lovense Osci is a rabbit-style vibrator but you can also get clit wands, dick vibes and prostate massagers, so all junk is catered for. How cool is that? I’m going to give you an overview of how this works, a few other ideas of how you can use Lovense toys, and then I’m going to do one of the most fun things I’ve done for a sponsor since I ate a chocolate dick. Basically, I’m going to tell you a sexy story about wanking with this toy, with the specific aim of creating tailored audio porn that will build good vibrations and (hopefully) make you come if you sync it to yours. Let’s. Fucking. Go.
If you have a Lovense Osci (or other sound-activated toy) and you just want to skip to the filthy story, click ‘play’ on the audio above. UK-based users will hear a ‘censored’ message, so pop over to Patreon and create a free account to hear it in full.
Guest blog: Why I’m retiring from blow jobs (sort of)
This week’s guest blog is a fabulous rant by Liv Arnold – an erotic author who has a bone to pick with men who expect blow jobs but don’t want to return any oral favours. Perhaps it’s the fact that I’m getting more ‘fuck this’ in my forties than I was a decade ago, but I find it joyful to read stories about people who have realised they no longer want to accept mediocre – or outright bad – treatment from people and have worked out the perfect way to say ‘no’. You don’t have to do things in bed that you don’t want to, and that means you’re allowed to walk away from sex where the pleasure is so one-sided. Take it away Liv…
Intentionality: watching him choose porn is wildly hot
I’ve written so much on this blog over the years about watching people wank, you’d think I’d have run out of things to say about it by now. You’d be wrong, though, because just as no two snowflakes – or two fucks – are ever exactly the same, so two precious opportunities to watch somebody beat one out will always be different in ways that I believe deserve fawning appreciation. Thanks to the uniqueness of every person I fuck, and the infinite ways in which I lust after their quirks and kinks, I can always find something in any given wank to get drooly and cross-eyed over. Today I want to talk about intentionality – how part of the joy of watching someone wank to porn is in understanding their specific choices about who and what will turn them on in this moment. Seeing them select a scene; skip through the parts they’re not interested in; maybe rewind the sections they want to to enjoy more than once… all this gives me horny little clues about their specific lusts in that moment.
Sunday (part 7): Blow job heaven
This stunning piece is part 7 in a series written and read by Sundial. You can catch up on the rest of the Sunday series here, and you absolutely should because every single episode is fire.
You’re thrusting your hips, my head clamped between your hands and you fuck me hard. Your dick stretching my mouth wide, saliva pooling on my chin, and I’m hyper aware of my discomfort. Knees pressed as they are against the cool, bare hardness of the floor and the angle you’re keeping me at. I’m neither able to sit back to my heels, nor properly rise. My balance is a mess and my thighs are straining.
Fill me with cum: Not quite asleep, very clearly consenting
It’s late, and I’m tired. So tired, in fact, that I’ve just slept through the last twenty minutes of the film we were meant to be watching. You can’t blame me: it’s not often I get to snuggle up on a sofabed with my head in somebody’s lap, sinking into the duvet and enjoying the gentle, rhythmic stroke of their hand on my bottom and thighs. It is blissful. Beautiful. Like stepping into a shower that’s set to the perfect temperature, or hugging a loved one when you meet them off the train. I am safe, cosy, happy. This scene is tranquil as fuck, so you can’t blame me for falling asleep. I am also a horny bitch, though, so I hope you can also understand what happens next.