Release

The latest issue of F/lthy Gorgeous Th/ngs, which is Release, went live on Saturday (August 1st). With it, we have a new subscription model at $9.95-/month and the option to purchase individual articles and photo sets through a credit system.

I write a weekly column - Sacred, Profane - where I've so far put together a series on Tantra and am now working on a serial that tells the story, essentially, of my sexual awakening in Nymphology. I'd say that my life has been a flow of events that have helped open me, but there was definitely a particular time period where that growth was accelerated.

In the Release issue, I've also written about cervical orgasms in Orgasmapedia. An excerpt:

"I tend to access them through deep love and openness, or through really intense, pounding fucking. The latter are therapeutic in that I feel like something is locked up inside me and I can't reach it through words, or by a name, but if I'm fucked long enough and hard enough then it just tumbles out of me. In grunts, tears and unwinding. I get there through endurance and persistence. I need to have deep, cervical stimulation, usually when I’m being taken from behind, and I’m on my knees."

And I have a piece on the delightfulness of all the fluids we find in the sexual experience: Juice. Of course, I write about my love of come. I'm also fond of sweat and tears, in one big drippy, beautiful, excretory mess.

Needless to say, I'm doing most of my writing over at FGT these days. You'll find me there, and many others, including debauchette, who also has a column. I'll probably still post short notes here occasionally. We always leave a couple of pieces open to the public in each issue, and in this one it's my Juice piece and an interview with Erika Lust. There's a film clip of a very hot film she produced.

Hope to see you there!

Photo: Pierre dal Carso (full set at F/lthyGorgeousTh/ngs)

Modern Love and Legendary Cocks

Many thanks to Madeline for Fleshbotting my Legendary Cocks post (written in a trembling, post-fucked frenzy) and making said cock even more legendary. It deserves it.

We've published our second issue over at F/lthy Gorgeous Th/ngs, called Modern Love. There are fantastic written pieces on love/lust in the modern age, including a Post-Porn Manifesto, debauchette's stories of epic sluttery and the men who love them, as well as pieces by me on Webcam Love, Intimacy in Numbers and Composite Loving. There you go; if I'm not writing about cocks I love, I'm writing about exhibitionism, marathon sex and group sex.

Enjoy!

K
xx

Cock Love ii. Tales of Legendary Cocks.

I just had sex with the most phenomenal cock I've ever met.

I say 'cock' rather than 'person' because I'm going to venture that the cock is an extension of the man, and this man is a king among men. Alpha male to blast all alpha males. To fuck the source of all that energy - I'm still trembling, stars in my eyes and all a glow. I melt with this man, melt all over his cock. And let his cock melt inside me.

It also happens to be the biggest, most beautifully formed cock I've ever met. I've bragged about this cock - its breadth and responsiveness and how he has to carry it across the room. He never wears underwear. He just lets that magnificent thing swing loose, and able to be plucked freely out of his pants at any time by my mouth.

I'm totally in love.

It's the kind of cock I'd cross continents for. I can barely type, I'm jittery still.

I'd post an image of an almost similar cock, but it just wouldn't do it justice.

*sigh.*

F/lthy Gorgeous Th/ngs

Without further ado, allow me to introduce:

filthygorgeousthings.com

If you are just tuning in, F/lthy Gorgeous Th/ngs, or ‘fgt’ is the creation of debauchette, myself, and a few others. It’s been borne out of a shared love of sex, art and transgression and is a home for intelligent and visceral sexual content in various forms: writing, photography, video and audio in the form of an online magazine. I’ve written about the site before in my Postmodern Pornography post and debauchette describes her take on ‘art porn’. In a sentence: it’s haute porn with a heart. Our ethos is to offer finely edited, quality content rather than ‘something for everyone.’

We publish a feature issue monthly and have regular columns that update from daily to biweekly. I write a column called ‘Sacred, Profane’. Initially, the site will be available gratis and we’ll be adding a subscription model in the coming weeks for our next issue. We also operate with a patron system, much like the art museum model. With it, we offer devoted connoisseurs the opportunity to commission original work and help fund more ambitious projects for the magazine. Future additions to the site include a retail boutique and a member’s area which will allow like-minded hedonists to connect. The Daily Fix, our fgt tumblr, will always be free.

If you are looking for a home for your risque work, please get in touch. We'd love to hear your feedback and suggestions on the site in general.

Excelsior!

Kasia


Images: the mofo and 'first time sinner' by art collective cuminthestreets

Open letter to photographers

I just received an email yesterday from a photographer, the likes of which were as follows:

"You have a photo on your web site that you do not have permission to use. Take it down! Where did you get this photo? It's a photo of a girl on a bed with her but (sic) exposed."

At first, I was thinking that someone was impersonating said photographer: the language, the tone - it was so juvenile that I had a hard time believing this was written by any sort of professional. I double-checked and yes, definitely written by the photographer.

My response:

"Happily.

However, since I have about 175 pages on both of my sites, perhaps you could be a little more clear - such as sending me a link - as to where you saw this photo. "a girl on a bed with her but exposed" isn't quite enough to help me find it.

As to where I found your photo? I have no idea, at least not until I see it. I probably found it on another non-commercial site that posts pictures from photographers whose works they love. That's actually how I learn about photographers I like so I can pay them to do photo sets for me in the future. I believe you've already been in contact with debauchette, who is my partner in an upcoming online magazine, to do a paid photo set with her. I'll let her know you probably aren't suitable for us."

I will absolutely remove anyone's photographic work from my tumblr or blog - both non-commercial, not for profit sites - though I'd prefer that someone ask in a polite and dignified manner. Given the current climate of viral marketing and publicity, my posting a credited image (well, I think it was, I still don't know what image this person was referring to - oh wait, of course, it's the one of a girl's 'but') on a non-commercial site doesn't seem like it warrants an obnoxious request. However, in the end, the work belongs to that person and if they feel their rights are being encroached upon, it's their call to make.

What I'd like to say is this: before I started posting on my tumblr last year and by so doing, viewing many other people's tumblrs and resultant links in the process, I didn't know who 80% of the photographers were whose work I post. I learned about it through tumblrs I like - meaning we have similar taste and I look forward to their choices in content. A major impetus for even starting the tumblr, and restarting my blog for that matter, was to extend out into the vast web of like-minded people and find others like me. To connect.

When someone reprints blog pieces or excerpts of mine elsewhere online my first response is that I'm flattered. My second is that I am grateful for the additional influx of new traffic that I otherwise would not have had. Occasionally, people write to me for permission to repost my (written) work, which is a lovely and respectful gesture, but for me also not necessary. Apart from the strange aggregate mirrors of content I find once in a while that seem to duplicate my blog in its entirety, I'm absolutely fine with it.

There's a fantastic piece written by Courtney Love for Salon.com quite some time ago where she goes into her thoughts on music 'piracy.' I'm extending that to cover 'piracy' in general. The reality as I see it is that anything that's already online is both copyright and in a sense free for distribution with proper attribution. It's an unwritten code and sometimes written because in this online era, that's how news travels - everything is viral.

As debauchette and I step into launching fgt, we're faced with real questions such as: What value can we offer in original content (that we pay for) if it can just get lifted and reposted elsewhere? Do we pay for photographs that are already widely distributed online? Why would we?

Our intention is to create a venue that houses almost entirely original content. We'll pay for that. If we run something that is already out there, we'll gain permission to run it and not pay for it. In our minds, people are benefiting from their work being distributed to a wider audience. And we enjoy being able to introduce people we love to other people we love.

The thing I dislike about tumblrs is when people deliberately remove the name of the author/photographer. That's errant. An argument I've heard is: "It's my own personal scrapbook; I don't want all those messy names cluttering up my page." Em, right. I sometimes reblog/post images that are not credited, (only after searching through link after link in hopes of finding the artist). Reluctantly. I get the idea of wanting to collect something even when I can't attribute it to its rightful author, but I would never deliberately remove a credit.

My suggestion? Lighten up. Stop biting the hands that will feed you. Republishing your already published work seems like more of a compliment and a way of extending your reach. For free. Eventually, in gaining more fans and prospective clients, it will bring you money. I'll pay you. But I can't pay you if I never discover you.

I'm very curious to hear points of view from all parties involved in these situations.

Savage lust please

debauchette and I are looking for reader submissions for a couple of areas on our new site. Hot, steamy, sweaty, lust and love filled somethings are what we're after. They can be pithy one-liners or paragraphs of seduction, confession or wanting. Perhaps a post (or during) coital snapshot. Be honest and raw. Heartfelt. Or loinfelt as the case may be. Think: a sexual Post Secret.

If you've seen both of our blogs and tumblrs (mine, hers), you have a sense of our aesthetic.

Your submission may be text, video, audio or photographic in format or some combination thereof. Please email to: editor@fgtmedia.com All personal information will remain in confidence and you may of course submit anonymously, with a pseudonym or receive credit for your entry. Sending us your secret grants us permission to edit, own and use it in the future.

Getting back in touch

Hello there.

I've been awfully remiss in writing lately. debauchette and I have been focused on getting things together to launch fgt, which is set to go live mid-March (insert breath holding here). She refers to this project as our "webby love child," which seems perfectly apropos. Here's a little preview:


I also took a break from chronicling my post break up process because I needed to gain some distance from it all. I seem to have that now and feel like I can start gearing up in my life again. For a person who is decidedly sexual, I can go for periods where I'm rather asexual. But I think I just end up imploding on myself. It's not me in my most natural or exuberant state. It's me in suppression. When my libido is screeching, I'm usually in top form all around.

I'm going to attempt a friendship with my ex. I oscillate about it constantly but I'm going to see how we go. When I really accept that there are pieces of us that just aren't compatible, I can move beyond and accept the parts that are. No guy has ever been friends with me and tried not to fuck me though. I wish him luck.

I realized today that the most significant love relationships I've had have been with men who are outsiders. They do their own thing, they exist on the fringes of the cultural flow and in their self-made realities. It made me think about how I see myself that way. I've spent a long time shunning crowds and the all too human activity of um, socializing. I chipped away at a very large piece of armor today that I've worn for many years. It has prevented me from opening to life and people in ways that make everything more meaningful. I was keeping myself protected but cutting myself off at the same time. It was cathartic and a long time coming. I felt so sure about it today as I spoke to someone - sure about cleaning up the messes and hurts of the past and creating something instead which is about love and support. I let myself be vulnerable and expose what is probably my deepest wound thus far in this lifetime. Because when that wound happened, my whole world changed. And now, 13 years later, I'm changing it back.

It's funny. You know, there's a tempo you hit with people when you're both open. Something in the voice changes. It gets richer - it's infused with love. And when that's there, it's the only thing to hold onto. That tone, that depth and hearing it, whatever it takes to get there is the only journey worth taking.

Oh, and I have a twitter now. I thought it would be an interesting challenge to write these short 140 character sentences to bookmark parts of one's life. Like a haiku on the run. It's that, and it's a way to shout out to all sorts of people in abbreviated poetry - somewhat less intimidating than having entire conversations. I think the British take to it better though. They're all about the witty endnote, which I love.

I'm shy about these things so please introduce yourself there.

Much love,

K
xx

Photo: from our very cool fucking magazine about fucking.