What’s the Newsletter about?

A Big Slice of My Sex Life - Past and Present

The other day I was browsing through Substack. It had loads of fun stuff, but what piqued my interest was a newsletter about the most eligible profiles on Tinder. It had loads of pictures and mostly an extended ‘About Me’ of Tinder for these Hot Singles. It was interesting, but left me wanting. I decided to take matters in my own hand.

I will be straight about it – This is a Sex Blog. It’s not revolutionary idea, there will are thousands, if not millions of sex blogs. In a typical sex blog, the blogger, writes about their sex lives. It has intimate details, and can be a way of connecting with people having same kinds of experiences. What has left me wanting in some of the sex blogs, is the lack of explicit details. The bloggers usually get caught up in intellectualizing sex. Not me. Yes, you can be smart, but when you are naked, inside a woman, you are meant to be primal. Your gaze should be blurred by her warm skin and every thrust inside her should be a pleasurable yet futile attempt to bury yourself inside her.

I am a 30 year old, heterosexual cis-male from India.

There’s nothing fancy about it, and to understand the hetro cis-male perspective of sex, all you have to do is to go to Pornhub. However, I have another qualifier, which I find rare. I am from India. Erotica, fiction or otherwise, is in shambles in India. I have thrown a lot of my good money to find something worth reading and experiencing. Naturally, I’d put the onus on the writer, to excite me. In that, I have only experienced failure. Sure, there are plenty of ‘books’ out there which are raunchy. They talk about typical themes of a under-satisfied Indian woman, being ravished by a horny man-child. But it lacks the details, the dynamics between characters which would make an erotic reading enjoyable, beyond a quick wank.

I have had a fulfilling and long sex life (for a 30 year old man in India). I grew up in a small town, and having sex in school, was an an impossibility. I still had some exploits, which set the tone for college. Believe it or not, I was a ‘sincere’ student, and I actually went to college with the only intention to study hard. And study hard I did. I was a compulsive masturabator in college. I vividly remember a long weekend (Friday was Holi), which I spent cooped up in my room, wanking to ‘Savita Bhabhi’ comics and then watching ‘House of Cards’ and then repeating the process, till I had literally no cum left in me.

I moved to Bombay when I was 23. Bombay, like any big city, changed me immensely. It also sent me down a path, where I slept with a string of women, fell in love with some of them and still continue to find ‘the one’. I am not ashamed of admitting that I spent my early twenties being hyper-sexual. I had lower emotional and physical standards, would fuck anyone who would let me. It led to some messy situations, and some really stressful double date nights.

I would stay rather silent about sex life, since, it usually becomes gossip and nobody takes anything positive out of it. Almost 2 years back, I wrote a series of long posts about ‘Dating Scene in Mumbai’ on r/MumbaiGW. It was well received, because I sexted, met and fucked three women because of those posts. I got hit on by some men too, which I find quite flattering.

After A Good Date will be an anthology of dating exploits. Before you are repulsed, I must say that I don’t claim to be a Casanova. I have worked hard on my skills to be attractive to women by showing them a good time. The dates which have ended in bed, are the ones in which both of us had fun.