The sun scorches Perth like a furnace, but the apartment pool is a ghost town—no screams from kids, no splashes, just the lazy ripple of heat waves off the water.
Perfect.
I hike my sundress up over my hips, fabric bunching like an afterthought around my waist. Topless already, my pert natural t...
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Girl on Girl with Christine McQueen
Red boots
red #bodystockings and Christine Mcqueens tongue about to travel places I've only ever fantasized about.
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This week I’m dropping some incredibly delicious photos of what's to come in our first HOT #girlgirl video....each one filthier than the last—until the full anal-rimming epic vide...
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FREEING LOVE
Free love
Free it from desire,
from the ache of wanting,
from personal or cultural conditioning
See It for what it is
Illusion
Illusion that holds you back from free love
When something,
or someone,
awakens love, let the warmth gently expand in your chest
let it ripple outward ....li...
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Some updates in the digital life of Louella
Hey love,
Thank you for swinging by my little corner of the internet.
Quick heads-up: My X (Twitter) is suspended (again!) – it’s stuck in “read-only” mode, so I can’t chat or post there anymore.
Catch me on Instagram @real_louellayork for glimpses of my world…
…but for the real magic?...
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The Power Of Sexuality As An Alchemical Tool For Healing
Most people think sexuality is just one little part of life — something that happens in the bedroom.
But it’s not. It’s the thread that runs through everything.
Your sexuality is basically a mirror — it reflects the parts of you that are still healing, the parts that crave freedom, and the parts...
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A Canberra Kind Of Heat ........
I had a dream last night…
The kind that lingers like perfume on your skin, making your body ache for something that you haven't tasted yet.
I arrived in Canberra just before sunset. The sky was painted in amber and gold, and I could feel the shift—the stillness of a city waiting to be stirred. I...
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Amazing Whores of the Past episode 1
I’ve had this cool idea— I want to start a little post series called “Amazing Whor.es Throughout Time.” lol
Just a gentle act of anarchy
Short posts honouring the wild, radical women who lived on their own terms.
The word whore isn’t just about sex — it’s about rebellion, Anarchy.
It’s abo...
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Letting Go through Eros
Sometimes you don’t realise how tightly you’ve been holding on...
Until you finally let go.
Like gripping a handful of rusty nails—so long that you go numb.
You forget you're even carrying that kind of tension.
It becomes part of your posture. Your rhythm. Your breath.
Until one moment—somethin...
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Your very existence goes against our community standards
"Your existence goes against our community standards.”
That's what the algorithm says.
But let’s call it what it is: censorship.
I lost my new Instagram page this week. Currently I still have my X page, for how long I am not sure, I lost my original one a few months ago as did many other girls...
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Let's get to know one another.
There’s a difference between being looked at… and being seen.
Have you been on the fence about seeing me? Or perhaps you just want to get to know me better...
Ive been working on a naughty little project, its required me to stay in bed for longer, in hot lingerie, writing erotic stories. I won't...
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The Muse
The muse isn’t meant to look ‘nice.’ She’s meant to make you feel something—make you feel uneasy.Perhaps art, to you, was always something someone else created, something you admired from a distance, through the glass.To the muse, life itself is the masterpiece—life in motion, never static.And the a...
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A breathe in the mirror
A
I saw you once—
leaning against the café window,
Lost in thought,
Fingers tracing a circle on your cup
as if conjuring something
just out of reach.
You didn’t see me,
but for a moment
the world narrowed
to your breath
Fogging the glass between us.
And I imagine your voice
like h...
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Fluent
Your body whispers
and I listen
with my mouth—
lips fluent in a language
older than words.
I move like I know the place—
not from memory,
but instinct—
drawn to the way your hips
answer my hunger.
I lose time between your sounds,
The rise and fall
of your pulse under my tongue—
you,ri...
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The invitation
The note arrived with no warning, slipped under her door like a whisper meant only for her.
Come to this address at midnight. Wear red. No questions.
A game? A dare? A trap? None of it mattered. She felt it immediately—an unshakable pull, a hunger laced through each word.
She went.
The b...
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The Art of Pleasure.. The Hidden History of Sex Work.
If you’ve ever felt drawn to the idea of intimacy as something more than just physical—something deeper, more meaningful—you’re not alone. Long before sex work was pushed into the shadows, it was considered sacred. In many ancient cultures, intimacy wasn’t just a transaction; it was an art, a practi...
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The Stranger (part 2)
Be sure to read part one first......
The Feast – Part 2
The evening was set for something indulgent, decadent, and utterly erotic. I led him through the soft-lit restaurant, the air thick with anticipation. This wasn’t your typical fine dining experience. No, tonight was about breaking boundaries,...
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Sex is Art
Sex isn’t just an act. It’s a raw exchange, a moment of true connection, where the body becomes the instrument and the soul, the artist. It’s about being stripped down—vulnerable, present, unguarded. No walls. No pretenses.
When we come together, it’s not about performance or perfection—it’s abou...
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The Art of Knowing
There’s something about a man’s mind that turns me on just as much as his touch. The way he thinks, the way he moves through the world, the way his past lingers in the spaces between his words. Tonight, over dinner, I sat across from a man who speaks like a melody—articulate, refined, his words chos...
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Moments of reflection on my birthday month! Saraswati & Eroticism
When we think of Saraswati, we often picture the goddess of wisdom, music, and art. But let's talk about the kind of art that gets messy in the best way: love-making. Because Saraswati isn’t just the goddess of music—she is the sound that ignites every sense and fuels the fire of sensual pleasure. S...
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International Tours September 2025
I'm heading out and about
Its been a while since I've toured outside of Australia so I'm excited to announce the following cities
Hong Kong
Singapore
Tel Aviv
Jerusalem
I'm coming to get you!
Send me an expression of interest asap as my tour dates will only be a few days in eac...
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Shameless Female Sexual Embodiment: A Path to Creative and Heart Transformation
There is something undeniably powerful about a woman who is fully embodied in her sexuality—unapologetic, deeply connected to her body, and free from shame. This kind of presence isn’t just about pleasure; it’s about transformation—both for herself and for those she chooses to share her intimacy wit...
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The Stranger
The bar hummed with quiet energy, a kind of slow, simmering heat that filled the air. I sat at the counter, my fingers absently trailing the condensation on my glass. The night stretched ahead, languid and unhurried, until my gaze caught his.
He stood at the far end of the bar, his frame relaxed bu...
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The Feminine Way: The Power of Touch and Receptivity
In a world that often emphasizes doing, achieving, and controlling, there is something profoundly transformative in the art of being—simply being. The feminine essence during a sexual encounter (in my view) is not about force or control. it is about openness, receptivity, and the graceful art of rec...
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Curiousity to cure anxiety in Intimacy: Feeling and Being Felt
In the dance intimacy, it's natural to feel a flutter of nerves and anxiety. Are those butterflies in your stomach?
They're often a sign that something beautiful and meaningful is about to unfolding. Instead of letting anxiety take the lead, why not let curiosity and your feeling sense guide you in...
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Blow Jobs for the WIN!
I will leave it to the you, the reader, to decide how you approach reading this post. Perhaps it will be with light-hearted humour, or perhaps sex as a modality of healing could be more your way of thinking. For me, as always, the most important thing is to be light-hearted, marvel at the magic of s...
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Remain undefined
Should one know themselves?
I guess it's important to know yourself to a certain point but holding yourself to rigid ideas of who you are, what you should feel, what should turn you on, what your passions should be.. it can leave you locked in a little box of your own making.
Breathe deep and b...
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