Blue-green glittery dildo suction-cupped to a laptop. Photo.

Earlier today I shared how sex positive structure in my week helps me deal with my mental illness, but this evening proof of how much sex and sex blogging impacts my life in the form of a new sparkly dildo. Apparently opening boxes containing shiny new sex toys an transforms me into a happy, excited and passionate Quinn – and it feels really good to be her.Read More →

This isn’t the filthy story of pirate sex, and even though it’s tagged as filthy poetry I’m not sure its very sexy. I wanted to write some delightfully hot words, but there were others I wanted to say first. These words are I’m sorry and you’re brilliant and I’d like to kiss you, and never one to be concise, I wrote a poem to say them.Read More →