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Sensual Highlights for the Week of November 13, 2022

Including excerpts from some of our favorites

These are the highlights from some of our favorite Sensual submissions of the week. Please check out the Sensual home page for more of our erotic poetry and essays. And, if you haven’t already signed up to get this weekly newsletter in your email, you can do so at the bottom and never miss a moment from some of the hottest, most thought-provoking writers on Medium.


Essays 🧠

The Day I Kissed Four Men In a Row by Elske Dekker
And that was exactly what happened. We sat, we hugged, we talked a little. When I told him what already took place this morning, he had to laugh. He liked me being with other men. I felt peaceful and accepted.

And yes, we kissed. At that moment it felt like we really understood each other. Like these hours in the park could last for years. But I had to go home, to my family.

Could Dating a Couple Fulfill My Longing to be Desired by Anne Shark
He was a good conversationalist, responded to what I shared, asking follow-up questions, and was open and authentic in his own responses.

After a couple of days, I learned they were looking to date a woman together. If you’re in the poly world at all, I know what you’re probably thinking: Warning! Unicorn hunters!!

What Do Glow in the Dark Dots, High Heels, and Women Walking on Tread Mills Reveal About Men? by Judy Walker
In 17th century Massachusetts, a law was passed stating, women who wore heels with the intent to lure men into marriage would be treated as if they were witches.

The weird shit continues into the 20th century. In 1975 in the small idyllic village of Carmel-by-the-Sea, a woman, or man, if that’s what floated his boat, had to get a permit to wear high heels. This bizarre ordinance was even featured on Ripley’s Believe It or Not.

TMI: How Long Have You Gone Without Sex? by Brett Jenae Tomlin
I’m jealous of kids who didn’t grow up hearing their dad make menacing declarations like, “You can’t date till you’re 30,” so often that they couldn’t tell if it was a joke.

I wonder what my life would be like if my dad hadn’t owned a Christian bookstore that sold bibles in droves and made our family the first to receive shiny copies of “I Kissed Dating Goodbye.”

I’m irate that I was one of the unlucky ones with a childhood that included a “mock” wedding ceremony in our church between me, my dad, his god, and the ghost of a man he’d be giving me away to someday.

What if the Slut Shamer is Myself? by Tris Harkness
That’s an old refrain. The same one that tormented my marriage for almost 40 years. When our sex drives didn’t line up, and when our attitudes about that bloomed toxic, I wound up feeling used while Hubs felt neglected. We tumbled for decades through that destructive loop.

But lately, when my husband and I are both enthusiastically schtupping Captain, when everyone involved is clearly having a good time, I most definitely am NOT being used. So where does the self-criticism come from?

Poetry 🧝‍♀️

Intentions by Zachary Phillips
It’s what you intend to do.
What you hope to make happen.
How you want your partner to feel,
Before, during and after.

It’s how your desire transforms your reality.

Once begun,
Seduction never ends.

Under Her Towel by Alloyce Lugoma
She kissed me
Sucking onto my lips
Digesting all my manly flavour
While massaging my back
Eager to savor her
We clutched on each other
Treading down a familiar path



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Dispelling cultural myths with research-driven stories. I am a traveler and a map maker. On Mastodon