conventions

The best moments of both erotica conventions and of erotica stars at mainstream conventions across the country.

Under the Mango Moon: When Women Buy Desire Abroad. Content Warning.
She steps from the airplane into air so humid it feels like breath on her neck. Forty-four, divorced, two teenage sons safe at home. The Caribbean sun exposes every forgotten part of her: stretch marks silvery as moonlight, thighs no longer taut, a heart tired from being unseen. She isn’t here for adventure, not really. She is here because at home, desire has died, and here, under the mango moon, it might be reborn.
By Jiri Solc7 months ago in Filthy
Blood and Cross: The Hidden Passions of Cloistered Hearts. Content Warning.
It was the winter of 1478 when snow lay heavy over the Santa Chiara convent near Bologna, whitening the cloister until it glowed like a prayer carved in marble. Inside, hearts burned with a heat the cold could not quench.
By Jiri Solc7 months ago in Filthy
Orgasm in the Mind: The Forbidden Art of the Thoughtgasm. Content Warning.
She lay still, clothed in nothing but breath and intention. No lover touched her. No hand roamed her skin. And yet, her hips arched, her thighs trembled, and a flush bloomed across her chest like sunrise spilling over dark water. Her lips parted, and from deep within her throat came a sound—soft, raw, unstoppable. She wasn’t dreaming. She was climaxing—mind wide awake, body surrendering to the pulse of desire summoned by thought alone.
By Jiri Solc7 months ago in Filthy
Behind the Glam
At first glance, influencer culture seems like the golden dream. Beautiful people in beautiful places, free products, paid vacations, endless brand deals, and lives curated to perfection. But behind those filtered frames and expertly crafted captions lies a complicated reality that is often hidden—one filled with pressure, burnout, blurred identities, and ethical dilemmas. As someone who’s spent years watching the rise of digital fame unfold, I’ve seen how this glamorous façade comes at a price most people don’t talk about, especially for the ones who create it.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Filthy
Desire in Decline? Rethinking Male Sexuality After Forty . Content Warning.
It was 2:11 a.m. when David opened his eyes. The bedroom was still. The only movement came from the wind brushing the curtain and the slow, sleeping breath of the woman lying next to him. The light from the streetlamp painted silver shadows on her bare shoulder. She was beautiful in the way only someone you’ve loved for half a life can be—familiar, known, and still capable of stealing your breath with the way her skin curves beneath a sheet.
By Jiri Solc7 months ago in Filthy
Under the Skin: The Secret History of Women’s Pleasure. Content Warning.
She lay back, breath shallow, fingers knotting the folds of her skirt. The room was dim—heavy curtains drawn against the noise of the outside world. Only the low hum of the machine filled the silence, a mechanical purr like a whisper at the base of the spine. The physician's hands were firm, clinical. And yet—her body knew what his books refused to name.
By Jiri Solc8 months ago in Filthy
Afterglow: Desire That Blooms Beyond Seventy. Content Warning.
Gray hair does not mute the heartbeat that quickens at a teasing glance across a restaurant table. Wrinkles do not erase the tingle that rises when someone’s breath brushes the curve of an ear. Yet American culture prefers tidy plots: the elderly are either sexless or reduced to punchlines when they make love. The truth is far more luminous. Past seventy, the body does not surrender its appetite; it refines it—like bourbon aging in oak until the burn mellows into warmth that lingers on the tongue. Years of experience dissolve self‑doubt, and the urgency of youth gives way to a decadent, unhurried savoring. Desire after seventy is less a last ember and more a late‑season wildfire—steady, self‑fueling, impossible to overlook once it sparks.
By Jiri Solc8 months ago in Filthy
Virgin at 30+: Shame, Strength, or Sacred Delay?. Content Warning.
She watches her friend kiss a man at the train station. Their embrace is fast, hungry, imperfect. His hands slip lower than polite. The woman giggles and waves goodbye.
By Jiri Solc8 months ago in Filthy
Some small knowledge about making love
We often encourage romance and love, but we hesitate to openly discuss sex.Sex is actually a very important and natural subject, yet in Taiwanese society, it remains a taboo topic that people avoid discussing.
By Jane Li8 months ago in Filthy
No matter how busy you are, you still need to make time for sex
Many men, when chatting with friends, tend to subtly project an image of being "good in bed" or "still having it."However, upon closer examination, it often turns out that these individuals are under significant stress, living a semi - sexless life with their partners, and even facing the risk of breaking up. This issue is actually quite common.
By Jane Li8 months ago in Filthy
When making love, don't just rely on hitting hard
Many male friends enjoy watching adult videos or using various erotic products to aid their growth. While this can help cultivate emotions and sexual desire, it's important not to blindly imitate or become overly attached to the content. Using adult videos to understand the world of sex can be misleading if, as an adult, one lacks sufficient knowledge or experience with women, leading to the misconception that the content is entirely accurate.
By Jane Li8 months ago in Filthy
Master the frequency of making love well
Many people often ask me: "What is a normal and reasonable frequency for sex?" In fact, there is no standard answer to this question. Many people like to discuss the number of times they have sex, but sexual desire is much like appetite. Some people may eat several bowls of rice a day, while others might feel full after just two bowls.
By Jane Li8 months ago in Filthy