Sunday, August 17, 2014

Elust #61!

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Welcome to Elust #61 -

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you're looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it'll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #62? Start with the rules, come back September1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

Bloggers, please
I Touch Myself
Stunt Porn / People Porn
 

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Is sex unsexy? A 'His & Hers' post Van Gogh, an erotic author and a selfie...

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

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His Desires  

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Friday, August 8, 2014

Yes, I am a slut. So?


The number of men and women I have had sex with is higher than the number of years that I have been alive (for the record, I am 43). In the last year or so I have had a lot of sex with my primary partner, sex with an occasional lover, foot sex with a play partner, orgasms in public dungeons with several different people, and a few nights ago I had some fingering fun with an acquaintance in the pool at a party.

I like sex.

Society tells me that because of this I am a slut.

I don’t care. I like sex.

Society doesn’t care that the sex is ethical, that safety precautions are taken, that I am a healthy, well-adjusted adult who is quite capable of making decisions about the people with whom I choose to have sex.

Whatever—I like sex.

Society thinks I should repress my sexuality and feel ashamed for wanting to fuck—to share sexual energy with different people—to enjoy life, and love, and fingers, and genitals, and tongues, and orgasms.

Fuck that. Yes, I like sex, and yes, I am a slut.

Deal with it.

Monday, July 21, 2014

Elust 60!

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Welcome to Elust #60 -

 

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you're looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it'll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #60? Start with the rules, come back August 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

 

Shame Hurts
Of Cocks and Cunts: The Language of Erotica
#RealBodiesAreSexy
 

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

 

I may never suck another cock, but I'm still The sofa

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

 

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Tuesday, July 8, 2014

My eyes are over here

Hello—you—yes, you, the person speaking to my boyfriend. You know, that guy standing right next to me—the guy you are asking about whether or not you can come into my personal space. Yes, my space—not his—mine. So why exactly are you not speaking directly to me?

We are at a kink event so we must be power exchange, right? Well, no—but I am totally okay with the assumption that we are because, really, who cares? What I am not okay with are the assumptions that 1. Because I am female I must be submissive and 2. Being submissive, I am unable to speak for myself.

I have identified as submissive and slave at various points in my kink life, but I have never given up being a thinking human being who is quite capable of answering a question about my own damn body.

The default should not be to ignore the female and ask the male you assume speaks for her—doing so treats her as someone with no identity of her own who only exists through her relationship to someone else.

If you want to hug me, ask me—if you want to play with me, ask me. If I am in a relationship that requires you to speak with someone else, I will tell you—please do not think that just because I am female and in a relationship that I have given up the right to be treated as an adult.