…brought to you by my campaign to clear my draft folder. If it ever empties, I may have to either a) have more sex, or b) start writing fiction.
There was a knock on the door, and I jumped up from the desk to answer it.
He was early. In my eagerness to […]
Forgive my crudity, please, but this post was no good without the title.
The other night, I curled up in bed for some quality hands-on time. All I wanted was an orgasm, possibly followed by a nap. Instead, I got a huge wet spot.
I was annoyed (I just moved in! It’s too soon to […]
Squirting was not a happy discovery for me.
Even the name sucks. “Female ejaculation” is no better: it’s clinical and derivative (we don’t say male ejaculation, do we?). Whoever named it didn’t have a poetic bone in their body.
I can remember exactly when it happened, too. I was 20, and I had just dyed […]
