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Sex Blogger Spotlight: Babylon Visited

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Career Highlights: I had a different blog for about three years before Steve and I started Babylon Visited. We decided to blog together after we became engaged. To be honest, I had read a few political blogs before I read some sex blogs. The idea of a blog intrigued me and writing about sex felt less tawdry than writing about politics.

After leaving a few comments on a blog, a blogger encouraged me to start my own blog. Like sex, blogging was fun, free and had zero calories. What more could you ask for?

Steve and I are some sub-category of polyamorous. What that is, I hesitate to say. Categories are overrated. Right now, we're exploring the so-called 'hot wife/girlfriend' thing and find it an enjoyable addition to our sex lives. While that has its emotional ups and downs, I try to keep things generally light, with a dose of humor. Exploring the emotional depths of sex and relationships is important but that niche is filled. Many people do it and many people do it well. We write some serious posts but for the most part enjoy sharing the lighter side of our misadventures.

As for blogging highlights, Babylon Visited is only seven months old. Since I view it as an extension of my first blog, I will mention a few memorable moments from the earlier venture. One day I received over 3,000 hits. I had no idea what was going on. I then found out that Violet Blue had selected a post for Fleshbot. I had no idea what Fleshbot was but I knew Violet Blue. It was like getting a great author to write a blurb for your book jacket. I was also featured on Playboy Radio. That was pretty cool as well.

This recent post was pretty tongue-in-cheek but turned out to be fairly popular, How to Keep Your Man Happy....

True Lust: My biggest turn-on has always been pleasing others. Nothing get me going quite like seeing my partner enjoying themselves. I guess I'm a giver. Beyond that, personality is huge with me. A man that is self-confident enough to make fun of himself is a huge turn-on. If a man knows when to take control, but doesn't overdo it, that's a good thing as well. That ties in nicely with my distaste for control freaks, who always lack self-confidence. Conversely, on those occasions that I've been with women, I like the bad girls.

Physically, nothing beats a good hair pull, a slap on the ass and some naughty talk to get me purring. In fact, I once wrote a post on the Naughty Talk that is a favorite of ours, called On Naughty Talk. Here's an excerpt:

Some, Steve for instance, use naughty talk for orders and questions: "Suck my cock.....You like giving head, don't you....." Others, Luke for instance, like to describe and define: "You're such a slut....You're my bitch..."

My physical reaction to naughty talk sends a clear signal to my partner that such verbal play is more than acceptable. For me, it's all in good fun. It's foreplay. It always stops at the bedroom door, or the door of whichever room you happen to be in at the time.

Others do not like the naughty talk.

The real question for a man is, how does one determine if naughty talk is OK and the parameters of such talk? I can get off being called a whore in the heat of the moment, particularly if I'm acting like one. On the other hand, a partner once got over-heated and thought cunt-face was appropriate. A flag was called on that play.

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Sex Blogger Spotlight: Wanton Maleness

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Career highlights: I've been writing Wanton Maleness for close to five years now (this Dec.). I honestly can't remember exactly how I got started. I was reading some sex blogs - Eros Blog, Twiddly Bits and Dirty Talking Girl seem to come to mind- and got the idea of doing it myself. Given my exhibitionist tendencies, it was a very exciting notion. I talked with my wife, Pianti, and we hashed it over and decided to go for it. A few days of setting up and coding and what not, and the blog was born. The name comes from a joke between Pianti and I.

My blog isn't the most popular, I'm sort of the D-list I suppose, but I get my fair share of readers, and have been recognized for my writing by Jane's Guide and have been included in the Fleshbot Sex Blog Roundup eleven times. I know a lot of people say they write for themselves, and if the readers enjoy it, great, but I'll be honest and say it is 50-50'ish for me. I do like writing this for myself, but I also do it to instill reactions and bring some fun, and if I do it right, arouse others. So when I find people enjoy what I do, I'm thrilled to death.

When I first started Wanton Maleness, there weren't a whole lot of male voices in the blogosphere, much less ones that were married with children. I enjoy being able to write about the awesome sex that I have, and it's with my wife no less. It has been a place to chronicle our adventures as we grow and experiment. Over the last five years, our perspectives have broadened, going from a standpoint of a simple approach to sex, to enjoying playing with rope, BDSM, trying an open marriage and even seeing where my bi-curiosity takes me.

Everything I write is true and real, and happened in our bed, or wherever as the case may be. It may not be a perfect blow by blow description, my memory sucks at times I admit, and as a mostly stay at home dad, I have to find time to write, but it is as close to accurate as I can make it. I like writing true tales because that is what I like to read, it is what gets me going.

True Lust: What turns me on? Is it unfair to say everything? The wife believes me to be a sensualist, and I am hard pressed to argue. Everything from sights leading to, the words spoken, touching, being touched, the scent of my wife, each thing individually sets me off but all combined, work towards doing me in. As each layer settles to form the whole, it heightens all my sensations and I am lost in a world of pleasure. My favorite part though, is when you are having sex, full on boogie, to the tilt, and the world doesn't matter anymore, your focus is right there, right now. Where all that matters is pleasing each other is of the highest paramount, and to quit is to die. I love that moment.

Here's a short excerpt from a post that the blogger and his wife consider among their best, entitled Pssst...Come Here:

So I am out front chatting on the computer while she was in back, getting ready for bed I figured. I was getting a cookie off the kitchen table when movement catches my eye and I look up. Pianti is standing at the beginning of the hallway, leaning against the wall, with a foot crossed in front of the other, wearing nothing but a Sunday hat, a pair of pretty lacy tangas and these high heeled wedges. I don't know if my jaw dropped but I am pretty sure the cookie fell from my hands. I just turned and shut the monitor off without saying a word to those I was chatting with (sorry ladies). Following her down the hall, she was a vision of gorgeous. Her legs from calf to thigh looked beautiful, and she had a sway to her ass that was hypnotizing.

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Sex Blogger Spotlight: The Over-Educated Nympho

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Career highlights: I started writing as Over-Educated Nympho a little over three years ago in June 2005. I had been reading a sex blog (no longer published) for a few months and I was amazed at how quickly I became addicted to reading about her adventures and her ordinary life every day. What originally started as a fun way to let the inner nympho out while I was in a monogamous relationship very quickly escalated into something so vibrant that I realized I want to write professionally.

In May 2006 I was interviewed in Maxim for an article about nymphos and the guys who dated them. Later that year the Houston Press awarded me as Best R-Rated Blog. In 2007 I joined several other panelists in writing for Chemistry.com's The Great Mate Debate. Now I'm working on a collection of favorite and unpublished posts for publication in book format, as well as a pilot loosely based on the blog that I would love to see taken into development.

Besides the sexy and the sultry, I like to throw in humor as much as I can. Sex is not always sexy. There are queefs, farts, and all sorts of weird shit that happens behind closed doors, and that's after you manage to hide your inner dumbass long enough to get someone into bed with you. You, me, whatever. I love sharing the funny stories as much as the ones of being a nympho.

Occasionally readers ask me if everything that I write about really happened. Oh hells yeah, everything I write is real. That's the point. I want to give an honest portrayal of what it's like to be a corporate professional by day and nympho by night. Based on the number of emails I receive saying as much, there are so many girls just like me out there but no one talks about it. That leaves a lot of people out there feeling feel like freaks instead of basking in their nympho ways.

True lust: An instant turn on is when I see the craving in someone's eyes. I love seeing that he craves me--my body, my sex, my spirit--and then he does everything in his power to satisfy the desire. That does so much more than making me wet between my legs.


The Over-Educated Nympho often does posts in series - read here's an excerpt from the first post in the A Proper Threesome Takes Nine Courses series:


I wanted to look as sultry as possible, yet still classy and smart. I have one helluva reputation to uphold, after all. These two have been reading my blog for a while now and I don’t want them to come away thinking I was all talk and a prissy-pants walk. The horror!

On top of that I was starved for sex. It would be three months on Tuesday. By far my longest record in years, one which I do not plan on ever surpassing. I needed sex. After three months it’s damn right I need two people to take care of me instead of one.

I arrived at the restaurant ten minutes late but they were still another five behind me. Waiting at the bar where I could see the driveway and entrance, I people-watched.

Oh who is that. Chick with bad hair and guy with a LSU tshirt underneath a blazer? pleasedontbethem pleasedontbethem pleasedontbethem. Too old ok we’re cool. Who’s this pulling up? Yummy black guy… two yummy black guys… can I slip you my number in case this doesn’t work out, eh buddy? Mmmm hmm you can walk right past me with a fine ass like that, damn. And who’s this here? Nice clothes, good walk, DAH THE FACE DON’T MAKE EYE CONTACT OH MY GOD. sigh ok that wasn’t them either. I see another car.. one head… two heads… two attractive heads with good hair… this is good, this is good… this looks like the photo he sent… YESSSSSS!!! NOT UGLY!! THEY ARE HANDSOME AND PRETTY TWOSOME!! I AM MENTALLY HIGH-FIVING MYSELF! GO ME!!!!!

I saw a similar sigh of relief on their faces. And then interest.

It’s on.

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Sex Blogger Spotlight: Bad Bad Girl

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Career Highlights:I started writing Bad Bad Girl in September 2006. I had a small following early on as I was a frequent commenter on some popular blogs before I started. I was featured after just a few months by Fleshbot for a post I wrote, Fuck me, it's Friday about being dumped by a guy. I cried the entire time I wrote it and it's still really one of my most popular posts probably because it's just raw emotion mixed with dirty sex.

I've been reviewed on Playboy Radio, and been featured on Fearless Radio as well as more highlights on Fleshbot and Sugasm. I try to be honest and genuine in my writing, be it truth or fiction, and sometimes the outcome is just so real that anyone can relate to it. I think it connects me to a lot of my readers and the response I get from them is what always keeps me going.

True lust: What turns me on: Straight up dirty talk. The right words, the right tone. I love knowing that what I'm doing is turning on my partner and I want to hear it in as much detail as possible. Then again, sometimes just the one delicious sentence is all I need.

Check out an excerpt from one of her more recent posts, Taking My Time:


Your cock is throbbing and tight in my mouth. I can feel you close, the cum surging through your cock. Wait. Pulling back, softening my mouth- I hold you on the edge. Slowing you down. Making you want. Slowing you down. You groan, but are content with my attention. Pushing you back on the bed, my hands gently stroke your cock. Moving lower, I rest my tongue against your balls. Licking and sucking them, gently tugging at them. Adoring you. I hear you, your voice, loving the attention, loving this feeling. Moving my hand away from your cock, for just a moment, I place my hands at the inside of your thighs and push your legs open, wide for me. You know it’s too late, I’ve got too far, and I’m much too hungry for you to even consider stopping me.

Moving lower, my tongue sweeps just outside of your ass. I feel your body jerk from the sensation- to which I lean in to you. Pressing my tongue against you, pressing and then dragging my tongue over you. Your voice shivers, and your body relaxes. My hands pushing your legs up and you hold on to them, keeping your legs open for me, grabbing on to my fingers at your thighs. Connecting with me. Needing that reassurance. Yes baby- it’s ok. It’s soo good. Let me have you. My tongue licks and drags over your ass again and again. I hear your breathing, shallow. Rough. My tongue continuing to lick your ass, like a cunt. tight and sensitive. Mmm, feel that baby.

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Sex Blogger Spotlight: Urban Gypsy

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Career Highlights: I started writing Urban Gypsy nearly three years ago, in August 2005, after a friend showed me his blog. Having written several pieces of erotic fiction with rather taboo themes, I quickly found I had a small but loyal following. Later I began to write more about myself, my life and my marriage in the only way I knew how to; with an openness and a vulnerability that seemed to speak to many people in similar situations. I was surprised, I always wrote to make sense of my own thoughts and feelings and all of a sudden I found that I was writing what a lot of other people, mainly women, were feeling.

My writing alternates between truth and fiction and often the distinction isn't clear. I knew what I was writing powerful fiction when a commenter warned me to get out my relationship because it crossed the line between D/s and abuse. That story, Suffering, part of the Daray Tales, remains one of my favorites works of fiction.

One of the highlights of my blogging career was writing I Want to be Raped for Time Out New York's 2007 Sex Issue. It caused quite the furor more I think because of the incendiary title of the piece than the actual content.

True Lust: What turns me on more than anything else, what makes me lustful and soaks my panties is the mind fuck combined with rough sex. A good example of that is my recent piece, Tears of Many Kinds.

Here is an excerpt from that post:

Out of nowhere his palm flies towards my face, I flinch and part of the blow is deflected to my ear, making it ring. It scares me but I have no time to think before he slaps me again and my face blooms red with heat and anger and fear eddying around a core of intense arousal.

“Did he come in your face, slut? Did he, you bitch?”

“Yyyyes,” I mumble, and he hits me again making me obscenely wet. The room closes in around me; nothing exists but our two bodies, eyes boring into each other trying to read the other’s thoughts. His eyes are so cold it makes him seem unflappable, tenacious, immovable in fulfilling his desires of the moment. And what he desires most is my pain.

“Get the rope, Tess,” he says. His eyes darken and glisten as the words leave his lips.

I shake my head. “No,” I say simply. But it’s disingenuous and he knows it.

His voice is soft and liquid, silky, “You haven’t come all this way for me to kiss you. Be a good girl, get the rope.”

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