Apr 28th, 2010
by Sinclair.
This, my friends and readers, is the Moon Glass Plug from Good Vibrations, and it is beautiful. Can’t you tell already, just by looking at it? That blown glass with the gentle blue coming through it? (Maybe that’s just me. I do have a thing for blue glass. If I had it my way, all [...]
Sep 29th, 2009
by Sinclair.
You in stockings and a garter, pussy bare, black bra, your lips and eyes darkened. Heels strapped around your ankles that I take off, or maybe not. Black and red silk ropes around your thighs, under your knees, around your ankles, around your wrists. Smooth ropes on the smooth stockings and I love the texture, [...]
Sep 3rd, 2009
by Sinclair.
There’s something I want to clear up, especially for those folks who have only been reading Sugarbutch for the last eight or so months that Kristen and I have been dating and who have not read the archives. Kristen gets off really easily. I mean like really easily. You already know this. She can come [...]
Jul 21st, 2009
by Sinclair.
I’ve seen the Liberator Throe on various sex blogs in the last year or so, and it’s intriguing, but I had no idea if it would be worth the hefty $80 pricetag. I mean, it’s just a blanket, right? And what if it was all crinkly or plastic-y, that wouldn’t be comfortable to fuck on [...]
Jan 29th, 2009
by Sinclair.
I pull her up from the table and cradle her close, her naked body against me, still fully clothed. Kiss her tender and run my hands along her skin.
“Now: down.” I command. “On your knees.” She didn’t quite respond quickly enough, still looking at me heavy-lidded and getting her brain to catch up with the sensations in her body. I push on her shoulders. “Down.” And she slides to her knees. I take a fistful of her hair. “Put your hands behind your back.” She does, eyes shining, blinking. “Wait for me. Be right back.”
Feb 15th, 2008
by Sinclair.
The Saturday that Miss DD was visiting me in New York City, we attempted to go out to a queer dance that boasted swing, salsa, and tango music, but when we arrived it was near empty, awkward, unsexy, and unwelcoming. We did not stay. The failed dance, really, is irrelevant, aside from that we had [...]
Aug 21st, 2007
by Sinclair.
Sugarbutch Star honorable mention submission from Jennifer Popsicle in the Library “You know there’s no food allowed in the library,” I growl in her ear, pressing her stomach against the concrete stairwell wall. I’m speaking quietly but it still echoes. “Unh,” she groans, not able to form words, mouth open. “Not very polite of you, [...]
