Black and white photo of the 2017, 2018 and 2019 Eroticon mugs, accompanied by pin badges with 'Reliable pervert' and 'Bottom/Top' written on them.

Today’s Sinful Sunday pays tribute to last weekend’s adventures at Eroticon. You see, the London-based sex writing conference definitely¬†is better when you come, and I’m not quite ready to let go of the endorphin high it left me with quite yet.Read More →

Today, just six days before the UK is leaving – or was supposed to be leaving – the European Union, thousands of people are flocking to London for the Put It To The People march. They’re marching for a People’s Vote, for the politicians who are laughably running our country to¬†listen to what the electorate want and not plunge us into the chaos of Brexit with (as far as I can see) no plan or thought for its consequences. Content warning for mention of mental illness, abortion and rape.Read More →

Last year, for World Poetry Day, I wrote a poem about my adventures at Eroticon. Tonight, everyone is talking about blow jobs on Twitter, so I’m turning my hand to writing blow job poetry as an ode to both the delight of sucking dick and the filthy mindedness of my friends.Read More →

A black-and-white image (with red highlights) photo of a tube train carriage full of people in a London underground station.

I wanted to write a story of seduction and sex, in the sense that there is little flirting or preamble about this fuck. This piece is inspired by both these posts by GOTN, and by someone who I find continually frustrating because of how attractive I find them, despite my best efforts. It’s also inspired by my post-Eroticon adventures on the London underground, because who travels by tube without fantasising about fucking on them?Read More →

This weekend, I’m at Eroticon. Today has been filled with the kind of conversations that only happen when you’re at a sex writing conference, and I love it. It’s also been an extremely busy day, but for me this entire adventure has been absolutely seamless…Read More →