Billie A Hussey
Single girl in London
Who is Billie A Hussey? It is, of course, my nom de plume. It serves to protect not only myself but those to whom I refer ardently in my writing.
I am the woman you notice on the tube. On the bus. In the bar. The one you pass daily on the street on your way to work. We've never spoken and probably never will. But there is something you should know about me.
With apologies to Aristotle, an unexamined sexual life is one not worth living. This, my enlightened friends, is the raison d'etre for my blog.
Frank, controversial, often humorous - wittingly or not - and always worth living, I offer you a glimpse into my erotic encounters. And if its worth living, it sure as hell is worth writing about. So here we are: a blog worth writing by a woman of consequence.
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Found 22 stories by this writer:
When you both won't go down (oral adventures pt 3)
It can happen that oral sex is so satisfying that you don’t get around to much else. Nor do you want to. Yes, in a lesbian encounter, this can be situational. But I’m talking in a straight fellating engagement where giving head verges on the greatest...
23rd March 2011
Friendly fire
There are times you find yourself in bed with your best friend. And his best friend...
15th March 2011
'Brass' and 'bants'
It’s all semantics in the world of finance. I know, I thought it was of a more numerical order. But the literary seeps in wherever it's least expected. This was brought to my erotic awareness recently in the discrepancy between a 'brass' and a 'bant'.
8th March 2011
Corpulent coupling
I happened upon a Christmas party in a Marylebone pub wherein I was immediately hit on by, of course, a financier. Although his sway belied a little too much Christmas cheer, he was pleasing to the eye all bar one: He was corpulent - Santa’s double...
1st March 2011
Sexual History 101
Sans doubte, past sexual relationships can get in the way of a flourishing new sex life. Like, really in the way.
17th February 2011
Sexual memory mapping vs. Grindr
There is something about being invited into a space under the pretence of house hunting that cuts through quicker than Grindr for sexual compatibility.
15th February 2011
Musical rounds and reach arounds
Why is it that straight girls - in general - are not enamoured of a ‘reach-around’? I mean, in my experience, it is like playing two musical instruments at once...
8th February 2011
Gingerisms
It was walking out of the tube at Holborn that my friend confounded me. He remembered she was shortish, my height, wore glasses. But he couldn't remember the colour of her mane. Was his unreliable memory an instance of gingerism?
1st February 2011
Golden rains, sexual planes
It was over a madras curry with my friend Steve that I concurred love between and amongst the sexes was not as we suspected.
27th January 2011
Pencils and pricks
Billie muses on the leap from an ex-lover's arms to her ex-lover's friend. In her case it was from an actor to an artist - drawing the inevitable comparison of pencil sizes...
18th January 2011
Lavatory sex
I can't count the number of times I have partaken in sexual activity in bathrooms. It's not something I think of doing, it's not like I wake up on a Friday morning, sense the frost outside, and think, oh I'd love to be amorous in a lavatory today.
4th January 2011
Sapphism encore
It was walking with my Parisienne lover that I learnt the french term 'bisous-bisous' - kiss, kiss between women. It seemed an opportune time to alert him to my erotic exploration with women (and there have been many). And yet he reacted negatively...
21st December 2010
Phone sex - or when enough is enough
Billie shares a chance encounter at a bar in Marais and the delightful episode of phone sex that ensued. All great - until a photo of a large cock appeared on her mobile whilst meeting her new beau's parents. The pitfalls of sex text.
9th December 2010
When he won't go down on you
You've had a few great dates and the build up has been excrutiatingly good. You're both exploding with sexual energy and well, to be frank, once released, it was the best f*ck of your life. This one is a keeper, you think. But for one niggling thing...
7th December 2010
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