I couldn’t help but wonder—if we are what we eat, what about what we write? Could the act of putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) be as intimate, as revealing, as downright orgasmic as the acts we dream up?

I brought her roses last night and she allowed me to share a bed with her. I wonder if she’s interested in a relationship. Should I tell her how I feel about her?

“Close your eyes. Do you trust me?” He says. That’s a loaded question since I’ve only known him a day, but I tell him I do …

Masturbation, a deeply personal act, has journeyed through centuries of stigma and suppression to emerge as a celebrated aspect of human sexuality. What was once condemned as a grave sin is now recognised as a healthy expression of self-love and intimacy, bridging the gap between personal well-being and relational fulfillment.

“He’s so hot… and he’s sucking my breast. I caress his cheek and run my fingers down his back. This is heavenly…”

My exploration of history, anthropology, and sacred sexuality has deepened, transforming not just my research but also my personal journey as a willing “guinea pig.” Last summer, my studies into ancient resurrection rites led me back to the dawn of civilization, to the rituals of ancient Sumer and Egypt. Here, I uncovered a fascinating practice: … Continue reading “Awakening the Goddess Within: The Sacred Power & Divine Femininity in my Own Lactation Journey”

“I whisper yes, please. Wrapping his hands around my back, he unclasps my bra. Reaching up, he gently brushes the straps off my shoulders, my bra dropping to the floor…”

The transition from one year to the next has long been seen as a sacred moment—a bridge between past and future, closure and renewal. Across cultures, people mark this time with rituals designed to honor endings and invite fresh beginnings.

On the twelfth day of Christmas Mrs Santa came a-calling, She seemed so sad, in need of help It was really quite appalling! Her hubby’s been too busy To pay attention to her tits, So she needs a brand new suckler, Must be one who never quits!

On the eleventh day of Christmas My true love did some teasin’, And why not? After all, It is the festive season! She held ’em up so proudly Ripe and ready for inspection, My goodness, even Santa couldn’t Hide his obvious … appreciation. 😊