Been a little while since I’ve got downright filthy on here. I don’t really know why. Being a public blogger with a real life outside blogging is probably something to do with it, but fuck it, I’m feeling freaky so if you get offended by filth, dirty talk, outrageous sexual language and the idea that some people aren’t prudish about sex, well just stop reading now or continue, have a coke and a smile and shut the fuck up! (RIP Bernie Mac!) If you don’t like it, let me simply say, with respect and class; eat a dick.

So listen, when it comes to being freaky, I’ll happily admit that I’ll try almost anything once. I do have a few things I’m not up for, but the list is small. I mean, I don’t want you to piss on me, and I’m not feeling some chick going all Pulp Fiction on me, but other than that, there isn’t much I wouldn’t at least try. But that’s not the case for a lot of people. Just this week in fact, I was talking to a girl who said that her boyfriend had never gone down on her. Not once. He was more than happy to get his dick sucked, but when it came time to reciprocate, his lips clammed up like he was a mafioso on trial. I mean, seriously, what the fuck dude? If I was that chick, I wouldn’t even consider giving him brain unless he went down town Lester Brown, and did it with a smile on his face! This guy is a useless shambles of a lover, that much is obvious, but as much as that is the case, at least he is what he is. He’s a boring fuck. I’m sure he knows it. What I find worse than that are the people who do want to do everything, but are ashamed to admit it for fear of public judgement or ridicule.

It’s 2016. I don’t care if you like having your arse fisted by a someone in a clown costume, what you choose to do is exactly that, YOUR choice! The only person whose opinion should matter to you is yours and perhaps your lover if they are someone you want to be with long-term. Seriously, if you wanna be gay, be gay. If you wanna be bi, be bi. If you wanna be a man dressed as a woman fucking a woman dressed as a man, then do it! Have a threesome, foursome, or even a fucking orgy. Have a dick in each hole if you so choose, or have none. The point is, do whatever the fuck you want to do. Your body, your rules. Let a girl blow you while she gets a bit cheeky with her finger. Cheeky, not rude mind! (‘WHAT?! BUT I AIN’T GAY?!?!?!’ Chill man! ‘Me thinks the lady doth protest too much!’) Toss her salad. Toss his salad. Use toys. Scream the house down. Fuck on a balcony in the fresh night air. Try things that your friends wouldn’t dare and revel in the fact that you are experiencing everything the world of carnal desire has to offer. And never, ever, ever, evereverevereverever be ashamed of it! Own it. Own it completely! Own the fact that you are a freak! Own the fact that you are a free and spirited lover who couldn’t find one single fuck to give about what people might think. Own the fact that anyone that hates on you is probably just a boring fuck who can’t satisfy their own sexual partners and so they get jealous when they see someone like you who pushes their own sexual boundaries and derives maximum pleasure from it.

I love to fuck. Freaky, hard, sweaty, passionate, anything goes, tied up, tied down, up against the wall, no limit, back scratching, neck biting, arse slapping, lip biting, never wanting it to end, do whatever the fuck you want sex. No apologies. No denial. And I ain’t ashamed to say it.