NO SEX FOR THE WICKED

LINN’s OOGLES

I’ve not been much of a New Year’s Resolutions kinda girl lately, but this year one was forced upon me: As far as sex goes January is going to be a white month. Trust me – this is something I would never even consider, so I have decided to blame the gods or the universe or just about any force outside my control.

Sex wise, 2005 was a fabulous year! It saw the end of a long-term sexual relationship that I didn’t really want to end, and I honestly thought my days in the game were over. chill, it was just for about a week.

Then what? Well, I signed back onto my site, after a two year long dating and promiscuity break, and met some of the most extraordinary men in Britain. (Met some not so nice ones too to be fair, but let’s forget about them.) And kottammit, I got myself absolutely soaking wet… 

On New Year’s Eve I went to bed with the Man of the Moment who flew in from overseas to surprise me. What a bliss! There were hours of slow sex and mutual desire. Building up steam and making the experience more and more intense. More pleasurable. Until it wasn’t.

In the morning hours pleasure turned to pain and a valuable lesson was learned. Don’t engage in advanced sex larping when you’re full of prescription opiates. if you do, you may not know you’ve been injured until the drugs begin to wear off. And with 72-hour patches, the wearing off is slow.

My beloved little pussy, who has been my loyal companion through years of sex and childbirth, decided she’d had enough of me. i had no idea she’d resigned hours earlier, and when I realised it was a bit late. Big mess.

A long day at the hospital followed. They gave me cool cocktails that made my head spin and my thoughts run wild. And weird looks when I had to explain the circumstances around how I got injured. At first they were convinced I was a domestic abuse case, but once I’d managed to explain the chain of events… Well, let’s just say it was the closest I’ll ever get to saying I do all of my own stunts… 

And now we’re awaiting cosmetic surgery. How cool is that?! My pussy is getting a face lift! 

January will be a month of reflection and healing, so there will be no sex for the wicked. The Lady is temporarily on the bench tending to her wounds, but she’s just had the most beautiful New Year’s Night!

Surely, that must be worth a month of chastity… 

Love & Lust,

//Linn x

ABOUT LINN

Linn is a Swedish sex kitten whose curiosity led her to attend a sex party on the bdsm, kink and swinging scene in London. Soon after, she found herself in charge of a number of forums, discussion groups and websites dedicated to the promotion of a safe playground for sociable sex larpers.

A diva of delight, Linn can exude a sex appeal that is off the charts. Like Freya, the goddess of love and beauty, she loves to indulge in physical sensations and anything that involves more than two senses. She is a typical Libra and may come across as cool, calm, or even aloof, but once relaxed she is incredibly playful, passionate and romantic. Though she’d never admit the latter!

Linn loves storytelling, music, Life, crafting and chocolate, and she is particularly partial to mental fireworks. She needs a lover who can make her think less and feel more, but only the brave need apply.