If You Tolerate This…

“The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold”

If You Tolerate This Then Your Children Will Be Next
Manic Street Preachers

It’s been a hard and emotional week in UK politics. We must now find a way forward in a country almost half of us didn’t want. We must find our voices and our spirit and we must not believe tolerance and unity have been defeated.

We must not be silent. We must not be blind. We must not be restrained.

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If You Tolerate This Then Your Children Will Be Next

The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we’ll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder

And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next

Gravity keeps my head down
Or is it maybe shame
At being so young and being so vain
Holes in your head today
But I’m a pacifist
I’ve walked La Ramblas
But not with real intent

And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next

And on the street tonight an old man plays
With newspaper cuttings of his glory days

And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
And if you tolerate this
Then your children will be next
Will be next
Will be next
Will be next

Sinful Sunday

Elust #83

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Photo courtesy of Holden and Camille

Welcome to Elust #83

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #84 Start with the rules, come back July 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!


~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

London Crows and London Kisses

I am Her. She is Me.

You Say You Want to Cook for Me


~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Unusual Liaison

Community. Respect. Friendship. Fucking.

~Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

Dirty Little Secrets


You Know

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

My Bed
Secular Submission
My therapy
from “hard limit” to “want”
We Measure the Nostalgia
The Cure and The Cause


Smut in the 6ix – Porn Conference & Gala

Erotic Fiction

Typing Errors
La Belle Dame
Sex and chocolate
The Imprisoned of HIM-HER-THEM
The Gift
Becca’s Story
Rope and Fixtures
As salty as his cum…
Dominating the Doctor

Erotic Non-Fiction

Teen Sex in Woolly Tights with 60s Beat Music
Dear Sadist: Your Cruelty Is Your Love
A male dom, the straight girl and the bi girl
Owned, Leashed, & Beaten
Jan 2015 Owned & Collared by Mistress Claire
Rinse The Days Filth Away
Power On
Keeping tally

Sex News, Opinion, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Formative Kink Epic Fail: “Buck Rogers”

Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

If it was easy anyone could do it
What’s a service submissive?
Prescient Words

Writing About Writing

What if aspirational meant something else?


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Liberté, égalitié, sexualitié

I haven’t had a guest post on Exposing 40 for a while – more because of my crazy schedule through the winter and spring than lack of interest. I have a few shoots lined up over the summer months which I am very excited about sharing here, so keep an eye out. I’m also really happy to host photos not taken by me and here’s a super hot example of one of those!

Back story: I’ve been working in Uganda this past week. When I’m holed up in darky dingy hotel rooms I am always happy to hear from partners and when my WhatsApp pings with a new photo I inevitably feel a frisson of excitement. This week a message read “Candidate for Exposing 40?”. It turned out to not be a photo of him, but of his wife. I hope you enjoy the fabulous photo and her reflections on their recent holiday as much as I did. I think she needs to turn the lens on him next so there’s a partner to this image!

Liberté, égalitié, sexualitié

For our 19th wedding anniversary we decided it would be different to spend a long weekend in Cap D’Adge. In case you are not familiar with this resort in the south of France, it’s both a major naturist venue and Europe’s capital of swinging (or as it is known in continental Europe, libertinism).

It’s a holiday I wouldn’t have dared take 10 years ago, when I was less positive and more inhibited about my body (despite, ironically, being in better shape then). I wish I had, for Cap D’Agde is nothing if not body positive and lacking in inhibition. All ages, shapes, sizes and predilections are here: sunkissed, sandy, salacious – but never shy.

The human body and the pleasure of sex are worshipped together at Cap d’Adge. This mix of hedonism and nudism runs against traditional naturism, and nothing better emphasises the elision of physicality, exhibitionism and orgasm than the nights. These are about outrageous dress and flaunted flesh. It is the women who tend to such displays, though with more than a dozen libertine clubs, all the clothing tends to come off anyway. I enjoyed wearing outfits considered risque in the bedroom as well as appreciating other women of all ages with the confidence to dress thrillingly and unambiguously for the enjoyment of sex.

But it is in the daytime at the swinger section of the beach where things are at their most transgressive. Pensioners casually stroke their partner’s cock or cunt, while swarthy men with depliated genitals are ridden by exotic buxom blondes to an audience of masturbating men. I found this latter element a little intimidating, but mainly irritating – especially when my husband and I fucked in the shallow sea and a zombie-like herd appeared from nowhere.

That, however, is to dwell on the negative. Overwhelmingly, Cap D’Agde is a place of permissiveness and pleasure. To be naked all day, free to engage in public sex with approval and enthusiasm was liberating in a way that’s difficult to convey. It’s easier to feel good about your body when it’s hard to imagine being judged.

This image was taken by my husband shortly after we’d had mutual oral sex on a packed beach. I like it because it implies the contened, carefree exhaustion and openness I felt.

If you fancy a day out with me and my camera do let me know, or if you have self portraits or written reflections about your body, sex, self-confidence, life in your 40s that you want to share, just let me know…

Sinful Sunday


The toy prompt was a no brainer for me – I love my glass dildo and think it’s such a thing of beauty it’s already well-documented! I’ve been photographed quietly contemplating it as I catch my breath and have used it as a lens through which to contemplate myself and others.

Sinful Sunday