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Sinful Sunday 442 – Zoetropic

Posted in Porn, Sinful Sunday with tags , , on September 28, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

Even in the days before colour had infused the world of pornography, and couples live streaming themselves fucking online was so far from the imagination that it would have blown Jules Verne’s mind quicker than he would have blown his load, a object of fascination in the parlour was the Zoetrope.

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Whilst I’ve long been a fan of vintage porn, especially Continue reading

Sinful Sunday 441 – Work clothes

Posted in Sinful Sunday with tags on September 21, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

It’s been a while since work has seen me sat a desk for a protacted period. And for mid September, in a converted loft, (both my solitary bedroom and office space) it was Continue reading

Sinful Sunday 440 – Bruise pristine

Posted in Sinful Sunday with tags , , on September 14, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

For some Sunday Sinners, bruises are obviously something to be proud of. A mark of devotion? I’m not sure – it’s not my thing. [Ed: Not that we’re criticising – your kink is yours and you have every right to it.]┬áBut …

Having got home from holiday feeling incredibly horny, it was inevitable that Continue reading

Sinful Sunday 439 – An Englishman abroad

Posted in Sinful Sunday with tags , , on September 7, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

Sadly I’m not one of those people who will turn a shade of bronze at the parting of winter clouds, and am more likely to take on the hue of a freshly boiled lobster if I stay out in even the UK’s restrained sun for more than a couple of hours.

Which is a pity because Continue reading

Sinful Sunday 435 – Special C

Posted in Sinful Sunday with tags , , , on August 10, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

Every once in a while, a story surfaces (typically in the tabloid press) about someone seeing Jesus or Elvis in their toast. Obviously they haven’t, and it’s not a sign from God. It’s not the Messiah, it’s a very crisp slice of bread. But the human brain loves patterns, be that faces on toast or flying pigs in cloud formations. It’s called pareidolia and it’s a large part of how we learn to process the world.

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I’ve never seen Elvis or Jesus in my toast. Perhaps indicative of Continue reading

Sinful Sunday 434 – Cum down

Posted in Sinful Sunday with tags , on August 3, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

Down and dirty.
Getting down to it.
Down there.
Going down.

None of this.

Just the cum down.

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Sinful Sunday 433 – A ring of truth

Posted in Ball stretching, Dr Ruth, Fixing a broken marriage, Sinful Sunday with tags , , , , on July 27, 2019 by Accidental Masturbator

Being acknowledged is sexy. Knowing that Someone is taking notice of You, especially in a sexual sense, is a huge aphrodisiac. And in the wake of several days with Dr Ruth, my Wife simultaneously being obliged to consider my perspective and actually expressing both empathy and regret for Her behaviour towards me, and then being OK when I said I felt horny … well … it’s a virtuous circle and the last couple of days have seen Continue reading

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