eating her out

July 12, 2020

My first Lesbian experience? Hard to remember completely, but I came just from eating her out and that was fucking awesome – Averill age 34

Suzannah Weiss
12 Women Share What It Was Like to Hook Up With Another Woman for the First Time

Slaughter all

July 9, 2020

There is no ethnic group on the face of this earth that has not been slaughtered; viz Angles, Saxons, Jutes, Britons, and thousands of other tribes worldwide. When, after a conflict, the best balanced leaders who have a stake in the future of all persons, are bypassed, and instead power is seized by the angriest and most grudge-holding, whose greatest stake is in the past…without new consciousness, and without strong reconciling actions…thus erupts a horrible recycling of living out the least of what is human in this world.

Clarissa Pinkola Estés
Letter To The Prince on the Anniversary of Kristallnacht

Soul Traps

July 5, 2020

She calls to you from ten feet past the breakwater,
the likeness of a girl with features grim,
and a rucksack full of multicoloured pots,
or “soul traps,” as she calls them.
Her eyes are stars in sea foam;
her hair is braided kelp.
You gaze upon her scaly skin with wonder,
and ask her what they’re for, these so-called “traps.”
She paints for you a scene of sailors drowned,
of spirits free and swimming for the surface,
but rarely do they make it,
for among the ones who call the sea their home
are those who fancy trophies from above,
those who carry pots and brandish tridents.
Hunters, some would call them. Collectors.
It seems her father counts himself as one.
She says she can’t abide such savage sport
and begs of you to please come down and take them,
quickly now, before he knows they’re gone.
The angel on your shoulder calls for pause,
but the devil’s voice is louder in your ear.
It says for you to help her;
it says to take the lure.
Down the rocks and into shallow water,
and once you’re close enough she pulls you in,
holds you fast beneath the gentle waves.
The daughter of a hunter learns to bait.

Kurt Kirchmeier

time travelers

July 3, 2020

The problems we’ve experienced this year, 2020, are probably the result of too many time travelers arriving here and trying to fix things – because the future is one god-awful feckin’ mess, boys & girls.

A woman of forty enters the cluttered bedroom of a girl half her age. She begins to passionately caress the girl. Using her hand between the girl’s legs, she brings her near to orgasm – then slides away.

‘Don’t stop,’ the girl says. ‘Please don’t. I was so near -’

The older woman lays back on the bed, legs spread wide, and pulls the girl towards her.

‘If you want me to finish you,’ she said breathlessly. ‘You must be a good girl and eat me out first -’

We got naked, fast

June 27, 2020

Friday night, and I’m two hours, four cocktails and three intense kisses into my first-ever date with a woman. We stumble out of a tiny bar onto the street and look at each other. She puts her arm around my waist, pulls me into her, bites my bottom lip and whispers in my ear, “So, are you coming home with me?”

Ten seconds pass, then I kiss her in a way that says, “Hell, yes” – before hailing a cab and diving into the back seat. She gives the driver directions to her place, then pins me up against the window, smiles at me with her ridiculously beautiful face, and kisses me. Her hands are all over me and my breathing gets shallow – I’m half turned on, half terrified of meeting the driver’s eye in the rear-view mirror…by the time we stumbled through her front door, into her room and onto her bed, I surprised myself with how confident I felt with her.

We got naked, fast. She stopped to check I was OK, but I was more than OK – I was completely mesmerised. I couldn’t stop looking at her, touching her, kissing her everywhere. She pinned me down on her purple sheets and talked to me while she kissed her way down my chest, tummy and tops of my thighs. She went down on me and it felt amazing, like she really knew what she was doing. Then I flipped her over and did the same – being between her legs was fascinating and confusing.

Even though we had the same body parts, this was a totally different angle and I had no idea what to do. I tried to imitate what I knew felt good on me, and it was received pretty well. We played around with each other’s bodies for hours, then fell asleep tangled together.

Kate Leaver
I always wondered what it’d be like to sleep with a woman

that mass of pussy fur

June 26, 2020

My sweet darling … I do miss you darling one and I want to feel your soft cool face coming out of that mass of pussy fur like I did last night.

Rosamund Grosvenor
Letter to Vita Sackville-West, dated c. 1909.


[It is amusing to think that when Vita Sackville-West took up residence in Sissinghurst during 1932, her closest friends believed she had started to live a most chaste and celibate life with her homosexual husband and their two sons – when in fact for the next ten years she shared the tower with her lover, who was, of course, also her sister-in-law, Gwen St Levan.


But we shouldn’t be surprised by this. On Vita’s wedding day she had two bridesmaids, one of whom, Rosamund,  she was having an affair with at the time. The other, her new husband’s sister, she would have a long affair with 15 years later.


After the war, Vita, even in her 60s, could still amaze and seduce otherwise entirely heterosexual married women, perhaps because she seemed, as Virginia Woolf’s husband Leonard described her, ‘an animal at the height of its powers, a beautiful flower in full bloom’.]

not into the vagina

June 26, 2020

“Now, the penis is round, and the anus is round, while the vagina’s opening is long and narrow; clearly then Nature designed the penis to fit into the anus, not into the vagina.”

Ada Palmer
Too Like the Lightning

Relief –

June 21, 2020

I’m burning up and need your cool hands to bring me relief –