This blog isn't about sex. It's about great sex! I set it up because you only live twice, once in your dreams.

This blog is a portal to the wonderful world of web-based erotic writing. It also serves as a filter: finding stories for you to enjoy without worrying. Use both the reviews and the labels to help you identify stories which will suit your tastes. If the idea of ‘oral’ makes your stomach churn, click on ‘romance’ in the label cloud. Use the rating system: from 0 for nonsexual to XXX for eyebrow raising. (Just your eyebrows will do, thank you, sheesh!)

And use the biggest sexual organ in your body: that’s your brain, dumbo! Which bit of you do you think processes the little messages from your nerve endings in a kiss and releases the endorphins that make you go Whoopdidoo! As you read the reviews and choose stories, as you follow up other stories from those outside of this site: Think before you Click. Come Home quickly if you’re not sure about what you find. Some stories out there are far out on the wild side because humans are inventive beings –not always in nice ways.

Remember too that these are fantasy erotic stories and so the sex is always sizzling. In another life, just being close to someone you have always liked is usually enough. They won’t need a 10“ wonger or GG breasts to turn you on.

Take care of your sweet self and enjoy your dreams.

Sunday, 3 February 2013

Musical Moment (Happy Birthday)

It's my birthday today, and I'm fifty! so I feel entitled to have another Marilyn Monroe song.  
Gosh! that moment when she goes:  "Hu-" and stops, then she sings the song.  it's so sexy, that husky breath of a sound.  

In Some Like It Hot, Marilyn Monroe said:  "Quarter of a century, makes a girl think."  My half century has certainly provided rich material for reflection.  I achieved every ambition I ever had, except to read the fishing forecast.  (Cromarty; Forth; Tyne; Dogger. Fisher; German Bight.)

I studied and I played rugby. I travelled and worked in wild corners of the world, from Pakistan's North West Frontier Province to a poky little second-hand bookshop in Somerset. I did a PhD. I published articles in high theory academic journals, in feminist magazines and in Rugby World. I taught some great modules (my favourite was the Access course on English Literature, I still can't believe people paid me to talk about poetry). I have a family. After writing stories most of my life, last year I finally started publishing my fiction.

I'm surprised when people want to pretend they're younger than they are. I love to think about the crammed basket of fruits of experience I've gathered in fifty years.  (And a couple of nuts I met along the way!)  

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