I’ve set aside this little corner of the Internet where I can talk, frankly and relatively anonymously, about sex. That doesn’t necessarily mean I’m going to do so regularly, or even at all, but it’s nice to have the option. I like writing about sex. I think it’s interesting. I like to have all my memories accessible to me in one place. I’d like to hope that, if any of my experiences could be helpful to other people, they’ll be able to find them here.
The kind of sex I like is… I’d say it’s unconventional, but in the circles in which I move it’s so common as to be mundane. It’s the kind of sex where the line dividing pain and pleasure is blurry at best; where love and respect can take the form of insults (screamed or hissed); where “no” can mean “yes” and “flugelhorn” can mean “no”. I refer, in my own pretentious and obscure way, to BDSM.
Please to meet you, Internet. You can call me Quin.