Today’s Debate: is ASMR porn?

I am so weirdly turned on right now. I first heard about ASMR  – which stands for Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response – a couple years ago, although I’ve experienced it, like most people, all my life. It’s that tingly feeling of pleasure that starts on the scalp and travels down your spine. A shiver of…

Amazon and the Pitfalls of Public Domain

I’ve recently published the first three parts in a series of new erotica works set in my Victorian Steampunk world. What makes these different is I set them inside the public domain work of Jules Verne. I embarked upon An Erotic Journey to the Centre of the Earth. Much like Pride and Prejudice and Zombies,…

Sploosh Alert: Superhero Edition

I have always wanted to write a superhero story where a kryptonite dildo was involved. And this photo essay on GeekxGirls is not discouraging me. Anybody out there care to chime in? Am I the only one? Just not possible.

No Mercy from the Office Amazon

Touching Myself Tuesdays is a semi-regular article describing inappropriate work fantasies. I don’t know who is doing the staffing for the section intelligence division on the same floor of my office but I both hate and can’t hate them. For whatever reason that division is sardine-tight with hot girls. And I mean way abnormal ratio…

Sex Clubs, Full Frontal, and Fake Vanilla

I’m a big fan of naked ladies. Full stop. But there’s something exciting about burlesque. Maybe it’s the shared thrill of getting naked in public that makes me wet. You know, trying to imagine myself on stage, a crowd full of eyes whistling to every bare inch of skin I reveal. Maybe it’s the curiosity…

Secret Gay Sex Gangs of the Suburbs

In my misspent teenage youth I survived two hellish years trapped in the suburbs, living in my sister’s basement. Those were terrible times. I was a queer, pagan, punk rocker from the big city suddenly teleported into the world of Sixteen Candles if it had been filmed as an extended episode of the Twilight Zone.…

Tentacles in the Boardroom

Touching Myself Tuesdays is a semi-regular article describing inappropriate work fantasies.   You know how when you get stuck in long, boring meetings and start fantasizing about who in the room you would fuck if the meeting were a plane that crashed on a tropical island? We all do that, right? Well, that got too…