It probably goes without saying that I have trouble with terms like ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’ and… well, that’s it. I don’t mind boyfriend as a word – I just don’t know what a boyfriend is. I don’t know when casual dating becomes a relationship. Everything’s a relationship.
I’m mentioning this because [...]

A designer once mentioned that she made a menstruation kit which included a variety of objects made of precious materials, among them a vibrator. I asked her about this, why she’d include a vibrator, and she said that studies have shown that sex actually relieves menstrual pain. And that makes sense: orgasms release [...]

I’ve been thinking about power relationships lately, maybe because I keep returning to this desire to make Matt beg. He’s so outwardly dominant, but there are moments…
He says things in passing that resonate for hours. “You should sit on my face,” he once said, three glasses deep into an evening. I thought [...]

Enough time has passed with Matt to know that the sex is good, but the balance is off.
We get along. There’s no discomfort, no short-tempered moments, no concrete indication that this isn’t going to work. He’s gorgeous, a great dresser, a ruthless fornicator, he has an amazing job and a warped sense of humor [...]

I’ve been fantasizing about it for a while now, tying him down. It’s the way he arches so sharply when I take his cock in my mouth and the way he bucks like a man possessed when I’m on top. Sometimes when I straddle his hips, I hold him down with my [...]

Last night, I was forced by my restless uterus to sit at home with tea and bad television. I’d dosed up on codeine-enriched ibuprofen and Advil PM when my late-night fallen boy called. To my surprise, he sounded lucid. He wanted to play.
I told him that there was no way, seeing how I [...]

Just got in from a date. I handle my smittenness with Matt by seeking other men. If I didn’t, I’d probably smother him with mad-girl lust, and something like pride or fear prevents this. Maybe I’m hedging. Maybe I’m a pussy. Whatever the reason, I went out with someone new tonight. [...]

Christ, I love how he fucks me.
I’m usually only marginally aware of the power dynamics when I’m in the midst of fornication, but with Matt it’s very clear. He holds me down, and when he fucks me, it’s with absolute abandon – I wish more men were this feral.
He’s blunt, like my fuckbuddy. [...]

In many ways, my life has restarted. I was in limbo for so long and I dealt with so much drama that I’ve decided to be less tolerant, less patient, and more demanding. I put up with as much as I did because my general inclination is to be easy-going, even when my instincts [...]