Welcome to On Queer Street, the sex blog of journalist, sex writer, and Renowned Transsexual Quinn Rhodes. Here you’ll find nudes, porn writing, and essays about sex, love, and relationships.
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We’re officially starting this year’s festive filth, because my planned post on building fantasies couldn’t stand up to this brilliant prompt photo. These candy-cane striped stockings gave me all sorts of dirty thoughts, including one about a struggle-fuck where a submissive squirms against her bounds.
I love how I can make you hard. It’s a playful kind of power, one I yield with enthusiasm and an innocent smile that doesn’t fool anyone who knows how filthy I really am. But when I’m trying to make you hard – with words and photos and teases – I often feel compelled to hide the fact that sex can be messy.
If this is going live on Saturday morning, it means that I’ve probably written it instead of doing Responsible, Adult-y things that have pre-Saturday morning deadlines. Oh well, at least I’m sharing my some of my favourite pieces of November’s sex positive shit with y’all.
Today I’m super excited to share today’s post with y’all, and – if I’m being totally honest – I’m super proud that I got my hands on a set of Sheets of San Francisco fluid proof sheets to review! It’s a review-with-a-twist, of course, because right now I’m having fun approaching sex toys from unconventional perspective because I can’t use them in the ‘traditional’ way because of my vaginismus.
While I will confess to enjoying every email I receive from Peter Birch, this one was particularly delightful. He doesn’t have a blog himself, so didn’t think he could enter my Great BDSM Bake Off erotica competition. However, I didn’t want to keep this deliciousness to myself, so offered to post it as a guest post and I’m very glad he was up for that! Thus may I present, for your pervy enjoyment, the first piece of BDSM-meets-Bake-Off filth to land in my inbox: Charlie and the Chocolate Cake.