This past week the sex blogging community learned that M of Cammies on the Floor has passed away. My heart broke into a million pieces. How could this happen? First her sister, and now M. How can one family go through so much? My heart goes out to them!
I had always considered her a friend and I really hoped that one day our paths would cross and we could actually hug each other. Now that would never happen. She was such a wonderful person, honest in her writing, a talented photographer and a huge supporter of the sex blogging community. She always shared friendly words in her comments and two of those comments will always be with me, like this one: You are definitely my friend, and I’m honored to know you. and this one: Plus without the supportive community – most especially from you yourself (I say that with all sincerity as you should know how much your comments mean), I don’t know how I would’ve coped with the divorce, move, and immediate death of my sister.
I think the death of her sister had more impact on her than any of us have ever known. That together with her divorce and the way her ex-husband had treated her after they had separated, sent M into a depression, which she was just starting to come out of when she passed away. Sometimes, even though we do everything to support someone, even though we try to understand what someone is going through, we still don’t really know.
The sex blogging community has lost a member, someone who was known and loved by many.
M, wherever you are, I hope you have found peace. Miss you, my friend. A lot!
A story that comes with a trigger warning (self harm), brilliantly written by Violet Fawkes. Yours is a sad, yet really beautiful story.
Another sad story, this one by Brigit Delaney, is Closest to Real where I had to read to the end to realize that it’s fiction.
I am totally intrigued by Little Switch Bitch’s image of her husband, Adore. One thing I still want to experience is cupping, which made me study this image very closely!
It’s good to see Ouzzi back to posting images, and her image Want vs Need looks like she’s either close to or just having an orgasm.
I am a sucker for silhouette images and this one, Best served hot, definitely draws my attention. Love the silhouetted subject!
There is something so strong about this image by Pieces of Jade. Not only her boobs look fabulous, but I love seeing the tension in the muscles of her shoulders.
Prompts are a great way to inspire you to a new post, whether they have prompts or not. These are the ones currently running:
|Meme||Prompt||Date(s) to link|
|Masturbation Monday||Week 202 (The Zen Nudist)||13 to 17 July 2018|
|Wicked Wednesday||Prompt #320: Symphony||14 to 19 July 2018|
|Food for Thought Friday||F4TFriday #56 – Absent Friends||11 to 19 July 2018|
|Sinful Sunday||Prompt to follow||5 August 2018|
|Kink of the week||Penis Masturbators||1 to 16 July 2018|
|Elust #109||Elust submissions August||1 to 8 August 2018|
Prompt 319 for Wicked Wednesday was ‘Educate’ for which 22 posts were linked. The top 3 was done by Julie and she chose:
- Our Corporal Reward by Quiller Costello
- School Reunion: (I’ve waited a long time) Part 2 by Posy Churchgate
- Give Me All Your Money by Melody
Today is the last day on which you can vote for the three stories you like best in the sixth round of the Smut Marathon 2018. This is the last round in which the writers accumulate points. At the end of this round, five writers have to leave the marathon, and from here on, each round starts with a blank canvas and at the end of each round writers are knocked out. After this round only four rounds remain and then we will know who’s the winner of the Smut Marathon 2018!
Please read the stories and vote! We need you!
Tips & tricks
Have you been to Eroticon 2018 or are you going to Eroticon 2019? Then you might be interested in the submission call for the Eroticon anthology. Come on, start writing and get your story published! It’s brilliant to see your name in print!
Last but not least
This was also the week in which we had the first anniversary of my mom’s passing. It was almost surreal. How can it be that a year has already passed? How can it be that it’s not easier yet, that it still hurts so damn much? When will it start to get easier? Will it ever get easier? I guess one day I will learn to live with it, with not having my mom in my life, but I don’t know how. Yet. Death has been too close to me this week, with the anniversary and M’s passing. I want to embrace life, and in a way I am doing it, but with reservations… I need to work on that.
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