I’d say I don’t know how I missed posting June’s Share Our Shit Saturday post at the end of June… except I actually do. I’d planned to schedule this post so it went live when I was in London, but in my busy week leading up to those adventures I never got around to writing it. When in London – between Pride and CFNM adventures – I didn’t remember that this was the blog post I was supposed to be working on, and without an idea I didn’t publish anything.
I wanted to publish this post anyway – albeit about three weeks late – because some of June’s sex-positive shit was too good not to share. Check these wonderful writers and give them all the link-clicky-love.
Livvy’s experiences of early motherhood are worlds away from anything I can imagine, but this post is fascinating because her life is so different to mine right now. Her writing is also open and vulnerable in truly amazing ways: I have so much admiration for how she talks honestly about poly-wobbles and self-esteem.
“My body is different and unknown to me. I can be so tired that I feel boring and ineloquent, struggling to think beyond the baby. Worse, my priorities are different and at the moment sex is no longer my main drive. It is as I feared; my baby has taken over from everything that used to be important to me.”
I loved this post, because I completely relate to Wendy’s experience of turning to a trusted friend to ask questions about their body. Even sex bloggers don’t have all the answers – but sometimes that’s exactly the thing which inspires us to write so everyone has someone to turn to when they are worried if they’re “broken” in some way.
“After I was done, I got to thinking– this is why dialogue needs to be open and this is why sex education is important. Because in times when someone thinks their entire downstairs is broken because they can’t orgasm by just penetration, there needs to be someone they can go to.”
While I’m sad that Kayla is struggling with her mental health, I do like it when she blogs about it. Her writing about depression and anxiety makes me feel less alone in my mental illness, and that means so much to me. And if she manages to get anxiety to text her before it shows up, I hope she’ll tell me how.
“When I’m depressed, nothing sounds good. To care takes effort and I have none to give. The color slowly drains away. Maybe not to the point that I can’t shower or put clothes on, but enough that walking around feels like I’m dragging a few hundred pounds on my back.”
Morgan’s suggestion that bottoms should make notes at BDSM workshops as well as tops was really interesting. Not only do I think they make a really good point, but it was fascinating to get a glimpse into their thought processes! . They also inspired me to push myself and get more involved in my local kink community.
“The most useful notes I make, though, are usually based upon things said by the demo bottom (who often also doubles as a workshop leader). Demo bottoms provide invaluable tips on which things are the hardest to endure and how you might go about doing so, and they’re not usually tips that tops will take note of.”
I could probably pick a GOTN post for my blogger positivity round-up every month, but this guest post by Ruby Bell was fucking fantastic. It taps into so many of my favourite kinks: there’s piss play and humiliation and school role play… mmmff.
“He’s in charge here and I can’t simply walk off without asking permission, in fact there’s a chance he may not even let me walk but crawl. Sometimes he tells me I can go, sometimes he comes to watch, sometimes I have to hold his cock in my mouth while I piss.”
Quinn Rhodes (he/him) is a queer, trans, disabled sex writer with vaginismus. He’s a slut and a sex nerd who writes about his adventures in trying to fuck without fucking up. Quinn can usually be found wearing stomp-on-the-patriarchy boots while falling in love every time he fucks.