Monthly Archives: June 2010

Jizz All Over

Latex DressIt was hot in our bedroom last night and not because I was in there.  Lol  We turned on the pedestal fan at somewhere around 10pm, having waited through the early evening until temperatures began to drop.  They did but only slightly and so rather than delay any longer we decided to get down and dirty.

I was as randy as fuck, the sun always has that effect on me despite it being too warm to act on my desires.  🙂  Alex made his way down the bed to eat my pussy and I wriggled over between his knees with a perfect view of his swaying semi hard cock above me.

Pushing down on his buttocks brought his prick in line with my mouth and I parted my lips, sucking him in and encasing his erection.  My tongue started to swirl around against his exposed frenulum which solicited a moan from Alex which reverberated off my clit which he was now sucking on.

Pulling back on his foreskin I started to lick the length of his shaft, flicking my tongue as I went.  Then I took him deep in to my mouth and started headfucking him, bearing down on him like a woman possessed.  Possessed by cock.

Drool was running from the corner of my mouth as I moved my head up and down his shaft.  I giggled, as his tongue flicked over my clit repeatedly.  I could now taste pre cum ebbing from the tip of his shaft as I licked him clean.

Alex moved round to face me and pushed his legs between mine as he entered my hot wet hole.  He leaned in to kiss me leaving traces of my own juices on my lips, I greedily licked them clean and pulled him towards me, I wanted to taste more of myself.

I love the smell and taste of my own pussy and I savoured the taste as Alex started to fuck me.  I took hold of his buttocks pulling him deeper in to me with each downward thrust of his hips.  It wasn’t long before I was being enveloped by my first orgasm, my moans betraying me.

As my orgasm subsided Alex flipped me on to my side and entered me again, my left leg on his left shoulder.  He was penetrating me deeply holding on to my leg to secure me.  At one point I cried out as he crashed against my cervix and I backed off, Alex loosening his grip on my leg.

Fuck!  I was coming again as Alex pounded in and out of me.  Now we were on all fours him behind me stimulating my g-spot with each stroke.  I wanted to pee, I knew I wouldn’t but I wanted to, he was bringing me off on my g-spot.

I moaned out quite loudly, aware of this I pushed my head down in to the pillow, elbows on the mattress and ass tilted upwards to receive its hammering.  He was bouncing off my buttocks and I had to stop myself shifting up towards the headboard with the force of his thrusting.

He was giving me all he’d got and I was taking it like a slut.  I started to buck against him increasing the penetration once more and at that moment he started to groan and for some reason ran aground on my labia as he missed his aim.

Hot jets of come hit the sheets as he tried to hold back aware he was no longer inside my pussy.  He pushed back inside and continued to come, shuddering as the tip of his sensitive cock made contact with my vaginal walls.

Spent he collapsed over me and we rolled over together still locked in our mating embrace.  My hand moved in to something wet and sticky…oh, I know what that is…I smiled.

Bedroom Secrets

Mata HariI read this story about a man who has allegedly confessed to a murder in a bout of post-coital chumminess. Whether it’s true or not it did get me thinking. When in that state of bliss following a sexual encounter our defences and inhibitions are down.

It makes us quite vulnerable to letting things slip. Obviously why Mata Hari was so effective …

It can make for some quite interesting conversations with your lover that you would otherwise not have because they would seem so intimate and revealing outside that context.

So boys and girls, any of you like to spill the beans on something you’ve let slip after sex?

Big Boobs And Skimpy Costumes

Nicola BryantKaren Gillan has been a big hit with Doctor Who fans in the new series. The sci-fi drama is down 1.2 million viewers from last series, but I venture it would have seen even worse viewing figures were it not for the new redhead in very short skirts.

In the past there have been some very cute assistants too one who does spring to mind is right here.

Nicola Bryant played Perpugilliam Brown, or Perri and was notable for a couple of things (see image below). OK there was more to her than that. She fought not only the Doctor’s enemies but the constantly diminishing budgets at the end of Colin Baker’s tenure as The Doctor.

Her (literally) bouncy nature seemed to make up for so much that was lacking in the later story lines, like say money and commitment form the BBC. Until, after her demise the whole series descended into farce with the advent of Bonnie Langford and Sylvester McCoy.

There are times when you need a bouncy young assistant running towards camera to distract viewers from the cardboard sets and Nicola filled that role perfectly.

Nicola Bryant

Squeaky Clean Ass Sex

PussyA few years ago when we first started blogging I read something online that just came back to me. I think it was fiction but was written as if it were a real blog entry. The subject and author of the piece was a female blogger of whom I’ve heard nothing since, in fact I can’t even recall her name now, so don’t ask. What does stand out is the story.

The woman is told by her Master that she has been promised to another BDSM household for a night as their sex slave. She prepares by showering and getting dressed in latex clothing before being driven to the house by her Master and left as their sex toy. During her preparations she gives herself two enemas, taking great pride in her colonic hygiene.

When the householders start to take advantage of their new toy they bent her over the dining table and peer into her ass, using as I recall a speculum at one point. The Master of the house exclaims “Wow, that’s one clean ass!” to his two submissive household female pets, upon which they both peer up the woman’s rectum. The rest of the story proceeds as you can imagine with bugger, dildos and lots of flogging.

Now in truth that isn’t my kind of thing. It’s a little contrived and while not denying that it might have been true and certainly not deny that things like that don’t happen the story, whilst interesting, didn’t float my boat. What it did do though is make me think about some people’s relationship with enemas and anal sex.

Obviously a lot of people have tried anal and some enjoy it. Anal is not for everyone and there are certain things you have to bear in mind when having anal sex. The four key elements are making sure the receiver is relaxed, using plenty of suitable lube, taking care not to be too rough and cleanliness.

Of course in porn, especially certain types of porn, being rough is all part of the attraction for some consumers so rough anal sex can be depicted as without its potentially disastrous consequences. Similarly anal  sex without a suitable lube is at best painful and dangerous and in most cases utterly impossible because unlike the vagina the colon does not produce a lubrication of its own (OK except a small amount of mucus meant only to ease the passage of faeces.

And that leads on to cleanliness. Despite apparently being happy to be roughly buggered by a stranger rather than a partner who knew her limits she was acutely aware of how full of bacteria the lower human digestive tract is. There are a wide range of fetishes and simple sexual preferences around medical instruments and cleanliness and in many ways this betrayed and interest, nay fixation on at least part of that.

Now, I’m not criticising the story,  in fact  I’m not sure if I have a real point to make here other than to say that some things stick in your mind and what sticks in your mind tends to be the stuff that is very different from your own experiences and what you yourself feel comfortable with.

I’d encourage you all to read stuff on the Internet that you don’t feel comfortable with. And when you do try and use it to broaden your understanding of what people do in the privacy of their own homes and what they fantasise about doing. Remember a lot of what’s written is fantasy presented as fact, or at least left with a context that is ambiguous; some authors like this uncertainty for some reason. Don’t shy away from extreme and unusual stuff but use it to broaden your outlook and expand your sexual horizons. You don’t have to emulate what you read but the act of reading it will add to the panoply of ideas you have and enrich the way in which you think about gender, orientation, roles in a relationship and so forth.

Fabio Babes?

Hot Soccer TeamI don’t know if this lot can play football.

I don’t really care.

For my money they should be the next England squad – even if they can’t kick a ball I’d pay to watch them run around like this.

Kinky Heels

Fetish HeelsUntil recently I had never heard of Christian Louboutin the famous (but not to me) shoe designer. Yes, I have heard of Chu and wouldn’t dream of paying the prices he commands for footwear despite the wonderful designs, I’m far too practical to pay that and it also doesn’t help that I don’t have the cash to spare either. Lol

This guy puts the heels on people including Nicole Kidman and Cameron Diaz, there is a whole list of ladies wearing his shoes including some of the royal family.

He is apparently renowned for having the underside of the shoe immaculately red lacquered. Kinky, don’t you think? And those 4 ½ inch heels at the top of this post say it all. He claims that the height of the heel encourages women to adopt the right gait and walk at the right speed to be appreciated.

I’m not sure I could walk in them at all. Lol As a teenager and in to my late 20’s I used to cram my feet in to stilettos and by the end of the night be almost crippled. I think I have had my days of that, now I prefer comfort and practicality.

Although I may be persuaded to wear them in the bedroom. 😉

Eating Hairy Pussy

Minge TopiaryI wish you could but I would probably need to give it a good weeding before hand. Lol I have battled against the bush since my teenage years. I’m one of those girls who comes out in a rash regardless of if I shave, use depilatory cream or waxing. My pussy just doesn’t seem to like being bare. Lol

I’ve tied every method in the book and not only do they bring about spots but also don’t last for more than a couple of days before the hair starts to return.

So now I simply use a pro shaver set a close and let Alex shave it off. No stubble or spots, just neatly trimmed bush.

It means that Alex no longer has to pull hairs from between his teeth but can feel the light bristle against his face when he gets down and dirtyl 😉

But if you are more in to the manicured look there is the Minge Topiary Book, available on Amazon. Girls, this could be the alternative to the stubble. Itchiness and spots.

I must admit I like my bush to be a bit unpredicatable. Lol

So You Want To Fuck?

GoldenI’m a big believer in honesty when it comes to sex. If you like something you say so, if you don’t like something you say so too. Without that sort of openness you tie yourself and your partner in knots and that only ends up in disaster.

Doing something that you think you should do because you believe that everyone else does it is just plain wrong. Get ideas from everyone else but remember that sex is very personal and while they may be having a whale of a time doing their thing you may not enjoy it at all. Ask questions of people but as with all things in life beware those who tell you with utter certainty that one thing or another is normal and if you don’t enjoy it then there’s something wrong with you. That’s as untrue as saying there is only one sexual orientation – heterosexual – whereas there everyone’s orientation is subtly different. Make your own mind up and don’t let a partner, a friend or anyone else tell you what to do.

Similarly don’t let anyone talk you into doing something because they like it. There’s a line that you should never cross. Doing something, or having something done to you, because it gives pleasure to someone else is one thing, but if you don’t derive real pleasure or satisfaction from their gratification then why are you doing it? Giving pleasure as a gift is one thing and is beautifully selfless, sacrificing your own happiness for that of another is a different thing entirely.

We all have sex for different reasons at different times in our lives and at different points in a relationship. Sex should not be a static thing, never evolving, because if it is it becomes stale and dull. You don’t have to change huge parts of your physical relationship to make the difference and you certainly shouldn’t enter into anything out of sheer desperation because you feel it might be the only way to keep a relationship going. Communicate with your partner and use your head. It it feels right then try it, if doesn’t feel right then don’t. Don’t be afraid to stop doing things that you’ve done for years just because “that’s what we’ve always done”.

Sex is a wonderful varied thing so you will never run out of possibilities, adding a little variety in the bedroom can be the key. You don’t have to suddenly get into BDSM, or start swinging or have a threesome to make the difference. It might be that you simply add the occasional sex toy to your encounters or try a different position. That’s not to say that you shouldn’t try a bit of D/s if you want to but whatever you do communicate with your partner and be honest with yourself about your and their motives.

Reevaluating your sex life doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with it and you never know it might just get a whole lot better if you do.

Fun With Porn Stars And Sex Toys

EveI’ve seen a number of articles on the Internet about the effect, implications and inferences about you and your relationships of hiding porn from your partner. It’s not something that I’ve had a problem with since meeting Suze. Having a partner with whom you can enjoy pornography is great. No it’s bloody brilliant.

For some of my younger friends this is not an uncommon state of affairs. Both sexes are more open about their sexuality than they once were and more willing to expose themselves to sexual stimuli without getting embarrassed or hung up about it. Whether it’s consuming pornography or experimenting with orientation we are all able to do more in more different ways than I was always taught was “normal”.

Normal, now there’s a word. There is no normal when it comes to sexuality. There’s nothing normal about having a sex blog and co-writing it with your sexy bisexual girlfriend. She’s as likely to lust after the same girls that you do.

It must be awful feeling that you have to keep part of your sexuality from your partner, in fact quite a strain on the relationship. Don’t get me wrong here I can understand why some people would be upset that their partner felt that they wanted to look at porn. It’s like seeing your partner use a sex toy, for some people it’s an addition to the relationship, a turn on in itself in some instances and therefore a very positive thing. There are others for who the mere thought of their partner using porn or a sex toy make them feel threatened and rejected. In some cases this feeling might be valid, in which case there maybe something in the relationship that needs fixing and a sex toy, porn or a lover is not going to fix that. The only cure for a broken relationship is communication.

However porn and sex toys in an open and honest relationship are good things. Each partner has to be open about what they are comfortable with, but the mere act of discovery through using porn and sex toys together can broaden your sexual horizons.

And where did this post come from? Well, which other relationship do you know where the woman wouldn’t be upset that I constantly get porn stars emailing me?

Suze is a wonderful woman.

Does Your Girlfriend Jerk You Off?

Little Book Of WankingEver happened to you? Well it just did to me.

Suze sent me a link to a book called “The Little Book Of Wanking”. I think it’s her mission in life at the moment to find naughty little books for us to read.

It looks like a fun tome from reading the first few pages. Maybe good for a stag night prezzie – while your still sober enough to read anyway.

Anyway, it got me thinking. How many people out there were surprised when their GF first offered to give them a wank?

I think your reaction depends on the circumstances. If the offered wank is in place of a shag then maybe you were disappointed, but I remember my girlfriend at the time whipping it out for me and really going for it. It was quite a revelation that a girl would want to jerk me off with such enthusiasm. She was obviously fascinated by the jets of cum that shot from the end of my cock and sprayed across my belly as I lay on my parent’s sofa.

That brings back memories.

Suze likes to do it too from time to time. Like me she enjoys the naughtiness of it. Masturbation is the forbidden sexual fruit, if you discount anal. But at least anal involves penetration, whereas wanking is totally unlike vaginal or anal sex and the result is a visual spectacle that you can both enjoy.

Well, back to the grind. I have lots of editing to do.

Oh, and the book’s author? Dick Palmer

Camel Toe Fetish

Gisela DulkoAt one time the search term “Anna Kournikova” was the most searched term on Google. Not so any more but most people know who she is. If you search for her now you can find hundreds of images of her and couple of camel toe shots taken during tournaments and via long-lenses away from the court.

Each to their own I suppose, I never did get the camel toe fetish thing.

Kournikova did make tennis sexy in a way that no other player had done before. I remember my father having a thing about Chris Evert when she played at Wimbeldon, but that was far less overt. The blonde Russian’s debut on the world stage of tennis was where tennis players became sex symbols.

Now of course, with the undoubtedly lovely Anan Kournikova no longer in the ascendancy everyone’s looking for new Court Cuties – hey I just made up a new buzz phrase 😛

The latest seems to be Gisela Dulko. If you haven’t seen her before there’s a picture inset.

Very nice, she can come any play with my balls any time.

Sticky Balls

Top tip, go shopping when England are playing in the world cup.  I know that will be a long wait till next time.  Lol  But seriously we decided to go shopping at the mall today while England were being defeated in an embarrassing fashion by Germany.

It was busy when we first arrived but started to clear noticeably as we approached 2pm and by 3pm the mall was almost empty save a few savvy shoppers like us.

We were there to purchase outfits for the Erotic Trade Only Show which is on next weekend.  Well for the Awards ceremony which will take place over the weekend of the event.  Alex and I are up for “Best Online Resource” with our site Sex Toys Buzz and we have everything crossed at the moment.  🙂

The store we purchased our clothing is was very quiet and as I sat outside the men’s changing rooms I got chatting to the staff and one of the guys told me an amusing tale of how one guy who was commando wanted to take his daughter in to the changing room with him for her opinion on his purchase.

This sales assistant rather prudently pointed out that it wouldn’t really be a very good idea under the circumstances to do that.  The guy apparently promptly took umbridge at his advice and went to a senior member of staff to complain.

I wasn’t so much interested in the outcome but an answer to my question “Do you have many guys come in here to try on clothing commando style?”  I was slightly mortified at his response of “Yes”.  The very thought of some guys sweaty ass trying on trousers and suits made me feel a bit queezy.

Maybe the stores should start doing what they do with swimwear and placing a piece of sticky cellophane over the crotch of their trousers.  So next time you shop for trousers in a store bear in mind some naked guys ass just may have left you a small leaving present.

Errr!  I just made myself feel ichy again.  lol

Whoops A-Cock-A-Lips

White BoxersI don’t much care for public toilets. They are a necessary evil as far as I’m concerned, convenient, necessary but it only takes a small minority of unhygienic idiots to cover the surfaces in germs. That probably made me sound a bit OCD, I’m not, really I’m not. I just get really pissed off when guys use the loo and don’t wash their hands. I do it. Why shouldn’t they?

It kind of invalidates my hand washing to then be subjected to picking up their bugs. While we were out today picking up a new dress for Suze from the local mall I used the public loos, urinal to be exact and was faced with a dilemma. I had a bag full of newly purchased toiletries and didn’t want to set it down next to the urinals. I mean, the floor is guaranteed to be sprayed with urine, or worse covered in it if someone with a bad aim has used the place just before me.

I decided to tie the carrier bag to a side belt loop on my jeans – Oops! You see when I take a leak standing up, especially in jeans I tend to unzip and unfasten the top button on my trousers. The reason is simple it’s easier to get the old fella in and out with the extra clearance this provides.

However doing so with a weight on you waistband has only one outcome. A moment or too after I started to pee I felt my trousers start to fall down. It was only lighting quick reflexes, a slight splaying of the legs and perfect muscle control in my lower body and urethral sphincter that saved me from ending up stood in a public toilet with my cock in my hand and my jeans round my ankles.

Insert your own punch line here, but no I’ve never met George Michael 😛

And the title? Well, it’s from the 1982 comedy Whoops Apocalyse, which if you haven’t seen it is nicely summarised here.

Hot!

HotIs it going to be too hot today, hottest day of the year so far in the UK.

Oh I hope so.

Cunt-a-licious

Cunt Colouring BookI’m in the process of reading the wonderful Arthur Smiths autobiography at the moment. I know it’s not the usual smut that I burry my head in at lunchtime. Lol

Whilst reading he enlightened me on Friday to the existence of a naughty colouring book. I’ve certainly never heard of before but mentioned in context he was purchasing it in the 80’s.

So, when I got home I turned on my PC and did a little Googling to see if it was still around and low and behold I found a copy on Amazon, here is the link.

I would like to have seen inside but you can’t. Lol

The obvious thought now is, should I buy a copy? 😉

School For Sex Toys

Girl at deskThere’s been an 11% increase in vocational exams taken in the UK according to the latest statistics. Which is good because an educated workforce will help the economy recover.

I’d like to ask if there are any sex toy testers amongst the students in college.

It’s a perfectly valid occupation. All products need to be tested and none more so than sex toys.

I’m sure there are product testers for everything, including some very obscure and specialist items. Sadly I’d lay money that sex toy testers are omitted from the list of professionals currently certifiable by the exam boards. Maybe we should change that.

Girls With Sex Toys

Shaved PussyTime was when using a sex toy was seen as a bit dirty and rather difficult because of the very small range of sex toys available. On top of that if a woman used a sex toy men would often see it as threatening and if a man used a toy it was often a blow-up doll or rather poor quality and not very erotic.

Of course all that has changed as the reviews on Sex Toys Buzz illustrates.

IMHO it’s still girls who are more likely to use sex toys than guys. And I think they are more likely to discuss which sex toys to buy in a constructive manner than lads. Unless you’re in a small group men can be very superficial and childish about sex toys. Maybe it’s because they feel threatened by the thought of a woman using a toy. Pity because if men and women understood sex toys for their own gender and the opposite sex then they could have more fun and so could their partners.

Sex toys add a whole new aspect to play in the bedroom over and above the fun that can be had with two naked bodies.

Do you talk about sex toys with your partner, or your friends?

You Want To Fuck Bitch

AssHe pulled off my t-shirt and pushed me on to the bed.  With legs still hanging over the side he parted me and pushed between me his breath hot against my neck as he leaned in to say “you want it?”.  I love it when he talks this way, it makes the hairs stand up on my arms, the back of my neck…goosebumps appear on clammy flesh.

I’m not in to pain but the domination side awakens the whore in me, makes me randy as fuck.

I pulled myself on to the bed, naked, breathing shallow but rapid, heart beat tachycardic…expectant.  He walked around the bed and slipped in beside me.  Pulling the cover off my naked body he moved downwards and between my legs, parting me with his elbows.

He started to feed upon my pudenda, licking, kissing and sucking on my labia and clitoris.  My pussy engorging, reacting to his ministrations.  I moaned, quite loudly, vocalising my appreciation of his ability to take me to the edge with his tongue.  I gently held his head to my cunt with a firm hand against the nape of his neck.

I caught sight of his cock hardening and swaying in the air between his legs and just had to taste him.  wriggling over to the other side of the bed I tapped his leg so he could raise it, allowing me to lay between his legs.  Grasping his now semi erect cock in my hand I pulled him towards my mouth, guiding him inside the moist cavern.

He moaned as I clamped my mouth firmly over his erect cock and started to run my tongue around his frenulum.  My right hand started to work his foreskin back and forth as I sucked at his turgid member.  I gagged slightly as my enthusiasm to devour him took over and a tear ran from the corner of my right eye.

Alex was now lapping at my pussy like a cat that got the cream and I hadn’t noticed but my hips were bucking as I fucked his tongue.  Fuck this was good.  My juices flooded his mouth as I tasted his pre cum on the tip of my tongue.

He started to finger fuck me, fingers curled working my g-spot…I could feel myself close to squirting and wetting the bedsheet and I think he sensed that and backed off because we hadn’t covered the bed with our “fuck towel”.

I rolled over on to my side waiting for his hard cock to penetrate me.  Alex pushed my legs apart and entered me from behind and started to fuck me slow but deep.  It wasn’t long before I was cuming again and I reached behind me, taking his balls in my hand and gently pulling them.  His vocal appreciation assured me and I formed a ring around the base of his cock as he fucked me, enjoying the feeling of his hard cock moving in and out of me.

Eager to take every pleasure from the moment I placed my middle left finger over my asshole and savoured the relaxed, receptive state I was in.  My sphincter was now open, almost pouting and I wet my finger and pushed inside feeling Alex fucking me both digitally and internally.  A strange feeling but very pleasurable at the same time.

As I pushed my finger deeper inside me I could feel Alex’s cock mere millimetres away from me, working in and out.  This felt good…too good and he was starting to get off on it too I could tell.  😉  “Do you want your butt plug?  He asked and I nodded in the affirmative.

He managed to stay inside me whilst retrieving my butt plug from my draw and some lubricant and then lubed up that plug pushing it gently inside me.  It felt like I was being fucked in both holes and I gasped as the plug slipped in to place.  I was enjoying being fucked and plugged so much that Alex had to keep pushing the plug back in to me.

I could tell from Alex’s vocalisations that he was close to coming and I was enjoying being DP’d.  Moments later his fucking slowed down as he shot his come deep inside me and I came to a breathless conclusion too.

Next time I want him to shoot his load inside my ass.  😉

You Me And HER ;)

Two GirlsWhen Alex and I fuck I very rarely transport myself off elsewhere by thinking about other situations or places to accompany my quest for orgasm.  I’m not really the kind of person who can remove themselves from their situation and transport themselves to somewhere else.

However, every now and then I have ideas appear in my head when I’m getting down and dirty which shape my thoughts, tweak my erogenous zones.  😉  And tonight was no exception as I had my legs up by my ears and Alex was fucking me like there was no tomorrow.  At one point I thought I was going to piss myself he fucked me so vigorously.

It was then, just before the first of many orgasms rendered me helpless that the thought struck me just how much I would really lurve to be straddling another woman cowgirl style complete with a strap-on.  As I enjoy the control of my downward thrusts on to her phallus I’m being fucked from behind.

Alex is behind me cock hard, fucking my ass for all it’s worth.  I can feel his strong grip on my hips as he pushes firmly in to me ball deep.  I’m imaging the pained look upon his face as he approaches orgasm and yours as you watch me reach that peak.  You watch as my brow furrows and my mouth opens, my breaths deepen and I call out for more.

Thoughts running through my head as both you and I simultaneously reach orgasm.  But you don’t know about these thoughts of mine, these dirty desires…

Touch Me Bad, Fuck Me Hard


Incubus by ~Enslavedbymetal on deviantART

Human beings will always have sex, be that for procreation or recreation, until we evolve to a form that doesn’t require it to breed. Even then I suspect that our fondness for the practice will ensure that we retain the physical attributes, hormonal mechanisms and emotional predisposition towards fucking.

To have sexual urges and to deny them is to repress that which is irrepressible, and that can only lead to problems. But to make out that the physical act of love is in itself intrinsically virtuous is also wrong. There it is you see “physical act of love”. There is no love involved in the physical act itself, not even the tiniest mote of affection is inherent in sexual intercourse. Animals procreate sexually, but particularly in the species with smaller brains, lower intelligence and little or no social hierarchy their procreation is based on instinct and the need to transfer genetic material.

So if in the words of the Bloodhound Gang “You and me baby ain’t nothing but mammals, so let’s do it like they do on the Discovery Channel.”, what place is there for love?

I believe that sex means what you want it to mean be that affection, dominance, submission, love, lust or a combination of all of those and more. Some people use it as an outlet for their problems, such as their inability to relate on an emotional level, or as a weapon against the individual with whom they are engaged in sex with or the sex/social grouping that other person belongs to. This is a corruption of something that is intrinsically beautiful.

You see while I do not believe that sex in itself implies love or even affection, sex is beautiful on a number of levels. The mechanics of the process are the product of evolution and like all such wonders of nature are imbued with an intrinsic beauty. The means by which the smallest and largest cells in the human body are united to produce the source of a new human life are astonishing.

The participants engaged in sex are subject to a complex mix of emotions, sensations and thoughts. The first time is usually exciting, surprising, an adventure into the unknown with a very happy conclusion … usually. Afterwards you and your attitudes towards sex develop, maybe you change your sexual orientation. How many people have denied their homosexuality or bisexuality only in later life to accept it?

The society in which we live still judges us, not least when it comes to sex. have you ever met anyone (female) who brags about her sexual conquests openly in the office … and yet in certain environments it’s OK for men to do so. I’m sure some of you ladies will take this as proof of the relative emotional immaturity of one half of the human population.

Society still doesn’t accept homosexuality. Despite its decriminalisation in the UK decades ago there is still prejudice, clumsy innuendo pedalled by ill-educated fools. All gay guys are wildly camp, right? All lesbians wear dungarees and Doc Marten’s, yeah? In the same way that all blondes are dumb and all used car salesmen are dishonest.

But I digress, from the beauty of sex to the ugliness of society. An understandable digression I think you’ll agree as society’s inability to accept a variety of sexualities is patently obvious.

I suppose what I set out to say at the beginning of this post is that sex is what you make it. If you want quick and meaningless without strings, fine, so long as it’s safe sex and consenting then what is the problem? The problem is that it is rare enough for one individual to know themselves well enough to be able to disentangle sex from emotional attachment … so how can you be sure your fuck buddy can do it too?

Lust, wild monkey sex and the post coital glow can also mean that a well ordered psyche and perfectly balanced mind can turn to mush before, during and after the act. So the casual fuck is a bit of a minefield even for those of us who think we can handle it. Not to realise that is naive, to take advantage of that is at best cynical, at worst twisted.

Sex is a powerful thing, control it, don’t let it control you, and never let anyone else use it to control you.