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This was one of those weeks where I thought of everything in pairs and it showed with my writing… I thought about a dirty story and then I also wrote the “Public Service Announcement” version.
There was no strategy to any of this, I just wanted to bring you down in the sewer with my mind and for those of you who felt unclean afterward, I figured you might need something a little more wholesome.
I’m a kind and generous person when it comes to protecting your mental well being and trying to save your soul… I don’t need your thanks, just your undying admiration and love will be good enough.
On a side note… It’s Sunday morning at about 7am as I write this and my neighbors are boning like crazy - Robin, the wife, is saying some seriously filthy stuff to Phil, her husband. They have marathon sex too, so it will be interesting to see whether I finish first or if they do.
I’ve written about Robin and Phil before:
This week, there were quite a few things published me personally and others on the SexTend publication on Medium.
Louise Sawyer is back this week with an interesting take on extramarital affairs and how “the other person” sees things. I liked her perspective.
Click here to see what Louise thinks.
Sometimes, people don’t necessarily marry for love… Demeter deLune writes about the time she was married and the reasons were… different.
This is a raw and honest look at a topic that you can read by clicking here.
And Demeter deLune also shares a funny experience with us about the time that she made a few extra bucks by making sexy videos for people on the internet.
There are people who like some weird stuff, click here to find out how weird.
Over the years, I’ve had sex with a few people who have had disabilities. I’m someone who evaluates who people are as people, and their physical status often doesn’t factor too heavily into whether or not I find them sexy.
Click here to read about some of what I’ve learned.
This is one of my experiences with someone who had a disability and let me tell you, it was hot! This story is pretty underrated for some reason, so if you haven’t read it yet, click here and check it out… Don’t forget the claps!
One of the questions that I get asked the most is, “How do you manage to find and attract so many women (and men) willing to have sex with you?”
I created a few rules, click here to read them.
This week, I wrote a couple of stories that I think were pretty hot and I encourage you to read both of them if you’re interested in a bit of fun filth.
Prue was a nice lady that I met at a massage parlor in the Pacific Northwest. I became something of a regular over the course of a couple of years, but she developed some feelings for me towards the end of my time visiting the region.
The details are very sexy, so click here to read the story.
If you believe in heaven and hell, then without a doubt, I’m going to hell… This story tells how I’ve sealed that deal. In fact, I was even being charitable and ended up being a bad, bad man.
Click here to read why Satan is getting my place in hell ready for me.
There were a bunch of other stories and pieces that I published this week, so I encourage you to tap on the images to go read them!
Wow, it was another big week of producing dirty stories from my memory banks and every time I dip into that well of filth, I remember another story or another experience that I want to share.
I guess at some point I’ll run out of things to write about, but until that time, I’m going to continue to share my debauched history with you.
Remember, reading the stories and “clapping” on Medium is how plebes like me earn a crust of bread from writing, so clap away on my stories my pretties!
Talk To You Next Week,
DJ.