We made it, or I made it? I know it’s not a big thing but I’m really proud of having gotten my submission into the digest! So here I am republishing the whole thing.

e #15
Jun 8th, 2010

Photo courtesy of Sexy Tiger X

Welcome to e – Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of …

Reading this post about cutting off people and people associated to them lead me to comment with:
Spot on! Really interesting stuff, makes one think a bit.
Especially when you look at the sex blog community. We are somewhat pro being open minded, but then somewhere along the line people close their minds and shut other …

This is the seventh part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

I don’t just want to cuddle.
I miss your cock, and I want you inside me.
He knew what I was expecting this night. I didn’t just need him …

This is the fifth and sixth part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

I was at home quite early in the evening just waiting to head to bed being completely exhausted when I got a text message from a …

This is the forth part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

Most of the time when I’m in bed with him, Gene, it all comes out as a haze of just pleasure afterwards. The details get blurred together and …

This is the third part, in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

Since we started seeing each other Matt has mentioned that if his work bring him by my place, he can always come in for a quickie. I’ve been …

This is the first two parts (in one), in a long series of stories about a huge pack of condoms. They may be edited afterwards, but hopefully not too much.

I had been out of town on a trip to find myself stuck in town. I knew one person I could rely on to get …

Waking up early a Sunday morning sensing the lovely smell of my own juices, still covering my body from the night before. Sex still on my mind, and fantasies starting to evolve in my head. Smooth loving hands are starting to explore my body again. Carefully toughing just my soft spots only the way …

He was on his way home from a hard day’s labour. It was a sizzling midsummers afternoon. He could feel a drop of sweat trickle down the side of his face. He knew what he wanted when he got home. Nothing as trivial or mundane as a simple dinner would pacify the bubbling and …