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Raw Truth

It’s been close to two months since launching my blog. I have learned a ton already and I know I have ton more still to learn.

Lets start with the raw truth of managing a sex blog. It’s challenging! It’s challenging in the sense you are semi-handicapped. I don’t know if its the cancel culture we are living in or the people that have negatively exploited sex, but don’t expect a warm welcome in a lot of places.

I’ve been “spammed” on twitter. After couple weeks they opened my account back up, but by then I was too pissed to care. I still share new blog posts via twitter but that is it.

Advertising companies don’t seem to want to work with erotic content. After publishing my book: Quickie, I tried to create a mini campaign to help reach a few more people. Advertising will not work with me because of my “mature content”

I can not have Ads on my own blog because of my mature content.

And I’ve been “warned” on Facebook for posting content not in compliance. This is what I posted:

This was flagged as being inappropriate… HOWEVER! These were perfectly fine….

When these above were shown throughout my page they said NOTHING….

I am not sharing these things with you to scare you off from entering this kind of genre. I am sharing this with you so you know what to expect.

I am still posting and slowly building my audience. I am just having to do it with less assistance than someone who blogs about baking or beauty.

I’m not giving up and I don’t want you to either. Just know you are going to face a few more setbacks than other people. Which is fine because when you finally do succeed your victory will mean that much more!

6 Interesting Sexual Facts

I decided I would have a little extra fun with today’s blog post. I am taking 6 pictures that I have posted via my Facebook page: Kinky Bunny

Below are 6 interesting facts revolving around my favorite topic, SEX.

Were you surprised by any of these? Post sex sadness intrigued me and I actually have a more in depth post about it. To view it click here

I was also surprised that the egg actually chooses which sperm to allow in. I believe all my science classes we learned it the other way around. Although I have to say the “fastest” sperm theory does have more of an intrigue to it.


  1. Sex toys are unregulated
  2. Post sex sadness is real
  3. 1 in 6 woman have never had an orgasm
  4. 3% of people have no sexual fantasies
  5. The egg chooses the “winning” sperm
  6. The penis and vagina account for less than 10% of erogenous zones

Sadness after sex…Say What?

Thinking back I can’t remember if I ever experienced sadness after sexual intercourse. Usually I am riding the “high” from the endorphins. I use sex to help relax especially if I am trying to get to sleep. For me, sex is a pleasurable experience during and after. But, for some that is not always the case.

It’s difficult to think that you can experience sadness after sex. Especially after pleasurable and satisfying sex. But, for some, they can experience forms of sadness, anxiety or even depression after sexual relations.  There is actually a medical term for this, post coital tristesse or dysphoria. 

…enjoyment of sensual pleasure is past, the greatest sadness follows.

17th century, philosopher Baruch Spinoza 

Post coital tristesse can affect anyone. Recent studies show it tends to be more common in males. It also affects everyone differently, but the main symptom is a complete contrast of how you were feeling just a few moments ago. 

Have you ever experienced post coital tristesse? If you have don’t feel bad. Surprisingly it is a very common thing. Below are three reasons you might be experiencing P.C.T.

  1. Aftercare- This isn’t just for the BDSM community. After your physical needs are met, you need to make sure your emotional needs are also fulfilled. Cuddles and some pillow talk can go a long way.
  2. Internal conflict- One nighters or casual sex might be fun for awhile. But in the long run it could be creating conflict with your need for intimacy. You could be feeling sad because you know this experience will never be repeated.
  3. Trauma/Shame- Even if the trauma wasn’t sexual in nature being intimate can make you vulnerable which can open old wounds.

Regardless of why are you are experiencing post coital tristeese, know you are are normal.

Kama Sutra

When you hear Kama Sutra, most automatically think of crazy sex positions. Sex positions are what attracted most people to the book, however Kama Sutra is much more than crazy positions.

The Kamasutra, is an ancient Sanskrit (Classical South Asia language) written manuscript that covered many topics. It was written by Vatsyayana Mallanga, sometime within the third century.  The original text was composed of 1,250 verses that made 36 chapters and 7 different parts. 

In the 19th century an adaptation from British explorer Richard Francis Burton which focused more on the primitive sexual concepts. This is what people think of as Kama Sutra.  Many scholars believe that Burton incorrectly translated the text. Burton’s version has men being the only one to receive pleasure where as in the original, both sexes receive pleasure.

What do you think of when Kama Sutra is mentioned? If you read the original you will find it to be much more than sex. It’s a philosophy on life.


Daily drabble. Drabble = 100 word story

I rummage through my nightstand to retrieve my pink vibrator with the bulb like head. I haven’t used this in so long. Last time it disappointed me. Everyone deserves a second chance. Fingers crossed. The vibrations satisfy my clit. Moving on I slowly insert it, feeling it opening up my pussy. Turning the speed up and angling it a little. I hit a spot where the sensation is a little different, more intense. Tightly gripping the toy I held it on that spot. Warmth rushes through me, everything tightens and my pussy releases it’s juices all over my clean bed.


Daily drabble. Drabble = 100 word story

Being a truck driver a lot of your meals are in restaurants. Traveling all over allows me to have quite a variety. Nothing compares to the pub in Ely, Minnesota. Not an overly populated town, but it does offer the best fish and most sexy waitresses to deliver it. I would swear the waitresses are all trained in how to seduce their customers. Mini skirts, tight tees that pretty much show everything. Always referring to me as “hun” or “doll”.  It really is a pleasant experience. Would be better if I didn’t have to share it with my wife though

“Puppy Love”

“This is your third coffee today. Are you training for a marathon?” the barista asked while handing me my cup.

“No.” I nervously replied. I quickly left before any follow up questions.

It’s true, this will be my third coffee in 24 hours. I don’t always finish them. I do order a lot because it gives me time to stare at the beauty behind the counter, Tiffany. Her beautiful golden skin, blond hair, and lips that I want to bite and suck on all night. 

Almost a stalker, I know her schedule pretty well. I’ve been trying to figure out how to tell her I like her. Maybe ask her out, but so far all I’ve accomplished is making her think I am a caffeine junkie. 

I need to think of something soon because my body can’t handle all this caffeine.

While making my usual stop for coffee I decided that this is the day I am going to ask her out. Okay,maybe not a date, maybe hang out as friends. After all, you have to be friends before lovers… Bull. I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into her.

Waiting in line I practiced in my head how I would bring up hanging out. A new chick flick was out. I’m not sure the name as I am more a blood and guts kinda girl. 

“Hey you, the usual?” she asked

“Yeah..and..” She stopped and stared at me and I drew a blank “Yeah, just the usual” Blowing my moment, I paid and then assumed my position at the edge of the counter.

I watched her intently as she made my coffee. She was so focused on the task before her. I caught her biting her lip several times and I just imagined how good it tasted.  Every time she turned away I wanted to run my tongue up and down her delicious neck and bite her tiny earlobes. I’ve imagined what it would be like having her spread eagle on my bed. Feasting on her delicious pussy. Feeling her swollen clit under my tongue. Her moaning as I was satisfying all her pussy needs.

I’ve imagined what it would be like having her spread eagle on my bed. Feasting on her delicious pussy.

I was interrupted from my erotic day dream with her handing over my coffee.

“This might sound weird but there is a new movie out. I was wondering if you would want to go with me.”I bluntly asked. I had no idea what was happening until the question was already out. 

“The one with Brad Pitt? I’ve been wanting to see that.”

Jotting my number down on a napkin I told her to message me when she was available. 

The night arrived and I couldn’t wait. I picked a theater that was in a smaller town, so hopefully we would have a little more privacy. 

Picking our seats in the back, we settled in, getting our snacks and drinks in order. So far there aren’t a lot of people at the show.  I had no idea what this movie was about, but it didn’t matter as my mind was on other deviant things. 

As I suffered through the horrible story line of the movie I tried everything from brushing her hair out of her way, offering her some of my snacks and even brushing my hand against hers. Nothing seemed to grab her attention. 

She was wearing a skirt and I so badly wanted to run my hand up her thigh.   

A low point in the movie arrived and I took a shot at comforting her by putting my arm around her shoulders. She leaned into my chest. The smell of her was intoxicating. She was so soft as I rubbed her shoulder.

I started to get excited from the closeness. Not being able to feel out the situation I didn’t know if I should make a more branson move.  Handing her a napkin she receded to her seat. 

After the movie I still continued to subtly hint that I wanted more. I held the doors open for her. Placed my hand on the small of her back. I even paid for everything.

Pulling up to her house to drop her off I started to make small talk.

“Thank you so much Lauren for taking me to the movie.”

“My Pleasure” I said smiling “Maybe we can go out again?”

“Umm… Yeah we can probably go out again.”She started searching in her purse “Whenever there is a chick flick we can go together. I can never get my boyfriend to take me, even if I offer him sex.”

“You have a boyfriend?”I asked kind of angrily.

“Yeah, Brian. You want to see a picture of him. He’s totally a 10.”


Making my way home, heart broken trying to fight back tears so my vision wasn’t blurry.  I sat in my driveway. All I could think about is how much money I spent on coffee, which I didn’t even like. I got nothing in return. This is what guys must feel all the time when they strike out. Now I know why they play the field.


Daily drabble. Drabble = 100 word story

The last of the candles are lit. The scent of lavender slowly floods the room. Joining my other half in the bathtub, he holds me in his arms. As he leisurely traces his fingers up and down my thigh, I lean back into his chest. Focusing on his breathing and trying to match my rhythm with his.  Closing my eyes I savor his touch and the unpredictability of where the next sensation will arrive from. The only main objective tonight is to expand our senses and become one with one another. That is when true intimacy begins.