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A couple of nights ago, my partner and I decided to take our exploration of tantric yoga to new spiritual heights. Oh, it was not behind a paywall; this was our journey, our exploration, our daring venture to connect on a deeper level.❤️‍🔥 Our tiny apartm ...

There are moments in the buzz of the gaudy, feverish chill of backstage where everything just slows down. You can almost taste the anticipation, a heady cocktail that's one part curiosity, one part fear, and two parts control. Control, now there's a funny word. In the world of burlesque, control is ...

As a relationship coach, I've been privy to a multitude of experiences. My work is a complex montage of understanding human intimacy, emotions, and dynamics. When I found myself surprisingly drawn into the flow of something utterly new and unexpected, I realized, it was a challenge of my perceived ...

Remember the first time you get a taste of something that transforms your whole perspective of life? A rush of adrenaline, an intoxicating concoction of pleasure, power, and passion... that's what exhibitionism and dominance mean to me. It tops textbooks and hand-curated links. It’s a c ...

The sun was sinking low over the city of Guadalajara when I decided to hit the stage, armed only with my heart's story, an abundance of fears, and a red rose as metaphoric punctuation. Sweat trickled down my brow, the spotlight hot against my skin. As I stood center stage at la Calle Dos, my heart ...

My name is Cascabel, named after the rattling charm of the serpent. My parents must have sensed the vibration in their bones, a premonition of the swirling tempest I would grow to embody. I am a 26-year-old non-binary aerial dancer from the throbbing heart of Mexico, an artist tethered to the sky ...

As the evening рџЊ‡ darkens, I lose myself in the contemplative haze of my favorite xxx: exploring the intersection of power dynamics and sexual tension. The pages of countless feminist texts flutter in my mind рџ§ like spectral remnants of past battles. They serve as a compass ...

As the sun bids its farewell to another day in my enchanting Italian homeland, my mind dances across the realm of deep affections, like droplets of rain on a glass window. There is an underlay of eroticism and surrender in the web of tantra, in the depths of teasing that blossoms. It's a divine play ...

Intimacy is a journey of discovery, a world all its own - and being a non-binary polyamorous person makes that world three-dimensional, delving into the realms of sex, gender, fantasy, and power in breathtaking ways. Curved, and crisscrossed roads of experimentation and exploration. As a 45-year-old ...

My heart feels the pull of gravity with each beat, but my muscles have learned to defy it. This entanglement of silk and skin, tangled and suspended in a dance between heaven and earth, is a manifestation of my love for the aerial arts. The spotlight illuminates the theatre-shaped universe, setting ...

The night falls, seemingly closing its vice around the sleeping city. I have become accustomed to this city's rhythm, moonlight representing my dawn, my canvas, my stage. I slip into my alter ego, the alluring aura vibrating from my camgirl persona swaddling me in a second skin. I preen in front of ...

If there's one thing I've learned in my five decades on this beautiful, perplexing planet, it's that the human heart is a capacious thing. From my humble home here on the icy, windswept shores of Canada, I've managed to create a network of hearts encasing my own, of souls intertwined; each ...

There are moments when I'm up there, spinning in the hazy neon lights of the club, that I feel a sense of electric invincibility. Tucked away in the underbelly of Melbourne, the nightclub is my citadel, a sanctuary of hedonism and domination. I stand elevated on the stage, my eyes рџЋЂ-bede ...

Every day is a symphony, a harmonized ballet of mind, body, and spirit. I often say to my students, "You must see it first within your mind's eye. The carefully orchestrated dance of your breath with the rise and fall of your body, the graceful arc of a limb, the gentle sway of your spine." As an ...

I've been a practicing massage therapist for over thirty years here in the heart of Mexico City. Stepping into my poco espacio, my little space filled with tranquil melodies of the salsa guitar and the scent of burning copal, every client becomes a canvas on which I paint strokes of relaxation and ...