I feel like I’ve only just gotten started with toy reviews, and just last week, I received an email to review something pretty special. The message came from a team of engineers in Oslo, a division of a larger engineering firm, that asked me to beta-test a new product. I was absolutely intrigued and took a look at their website for more details. Shortly thereafter, I accepted, quite excited. Roughly a week later, I could barely contain my excitement when a package was delivered to my doorstep.
It’s almost strange how you can despise someone so much, and yet, that hate can surface as rough, primal energy that has you pulling each others’ clothes off. Hate fucking is characterized by name-calling, verbal abuse, roughness, immediate departure afterward, and incidentally, some of the best sex they have ever had. It can be an ex-lover from a bad break up, or someone you just met that you instantly despise but still find attractive. Most importantly, it is always done between consenting partners.
Recently, my wife was fortunate enough to see an endocrinologist ahead of her scheduled appointment on account of a cancellation. She told me about it afterward and remarked on a part of the conversation she had with the doctor. She had been prescribed a medication to help with her PCOS-related gallbladder symptoms, but they were also giving her other problems as well. She told me how the doctor was fantastic, and after going through her test results, was able to give her some definitive answers about her diagnosis. And with that, she prescribed my wife with new prescriptions that would treat her PCOS without the nasty side effects her last medication gave her. So, yay for competent healthcare!
All of us have those moments in our lives that we remember so very fondly. Perhaps it was a sexual encounter that you go to when you’re in those intimate moments with your body. Or a person that always makes you smile and blush when you think about them. Maybe even a smile, a smell, something they said that excites your senses whenever you recall it. Your challenge is to write a story involving a favorite memory from your past, or just your character’s past.
Here we are once again! As we speak, Marie Rebelle of Rebel’s Notes is preparing to send off the first assignment of the 2020 Smut Marathon. For those of you new to this, the Smut Marathon is a year-long competition involving dozens of erotica and smut writers from all over the world, and from all walks of life, to come together and complete a series of writing challenges curated by Marie Rebelle herself. But it’s so much more than a competition.
Was there ever a person who crossed your path, and you regret not doing more during your time with them? Was there ever something the two of you wanted to do, but never got the chance? What if that missed connection crossed your path once more. What would you do now? Your story should include a person from the past coming back into your character’s life and getting the chance to complete some unfinished business.
How much are you willing to lay on the table for the sake of a gamble? Do you have the confidence to promise some sexy times in exchange? What happens if you win? What happens if you lose? Maybe a part of you wants to lose, just to have a reason to give yourself over to them. Your challenge is to create a story where a bet is made, and the stakes are smut-alicious!
The bodies of humans are beautiful creations! I’ve come to truly appreciate just how lovely every body type, every shape, every curve, every mark, and all combinations in between can be. But I also love color, expression, and imagination. I find enjoyment in seeing sexuality turned into an artful expression that makes every detail into a beautiful element to be appreciated. Thinking about it, several great examples come to mind. Some time ago, there was a fantastic artist on Twitter by the name of Tom Starling. It wasn’t tasteful nudes he wanted to capture, but raw sexuality that set your mind aflame.
I certainly intended to write this much sooner than I am now, but I’ve learned just how hectic work life can be around the holidays. Lots of picky eaters and entitled opinions about what I’m making. Seriously, nothing pisses off a chef more than someone insisting on ordering something off-menu. I barely even had the time to let my muscles recover after work! But that’s part of the reason I’m writing about this now. I’m looking back at the past year and reflecting on how much I have changed, and how my work has changed in the process.
It’s a fantasy many of us have, regardless of gender. Seeing the look of desire in a partner, or even a total stranger, building more and more as we reveal ourselves. Not just showing our bits, but also using our bodies to seduce them from afar. How thrilling would it be for your character’s first time? Who have they chosen to be the first eyes? Do they only get to watch, or does something more happen shortly following?