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Although I would like to claim responsibility for encouraging the Selfie Revolution last week it would be dishonest of me to do so; however I was delighted to see treading on Instagram this week- #Aftersex. It seems people from all walks of life captured and shared after sex selfies with their unsuspecting friends and family without warning and with mixed responses.

It would be my opinion that Instagram is certainly not the place for such images. For goodness sake the staff of IG cant bare to allow an exposed nipple let alone delve deeper into the murky waters of sex selfies. No, no…. these things are much better left to Fuckbook. A place where we appreciate when our peers they get some real sex as opposed to chatting about it or simulating it via cam. In fact I would insist you share more my friends…. Perhaps then all the poorly spoken men who complain via blog that no one responses to their ‘Fuck me’ requests might see that nice men do win the race; and there is certainly some hot steamy sex going on behind the scenes.

I did spend some time today scrolling through the feed of #aftersex images; and Ive put together a small sample for you, everything from the casual intimate:

And then there are always the jokers…

Kudos to these guys… while I hope their Mother’s aren't following their IG feeds their images are less confronting then the above profiles. And then as you would expect there are the people who are plain bizarre or get it wrong.

Yes that is a horse’s head on the far left. Why she agreed Ill never know. To the guy in the middle I would simply say “Buddy, we all know its you taking the photo. It’s a selfie. Faking sleep while taking a selfie makes you look like a moron. Sorry” and to the fellow in image number three… come to Fuckbook darling… you’ll find men slightly less creepy here.

Last of all… is the desperate and pathetic. My dear girl who faked #aftersex by poorly photoshopping her face over another lying with Bradley Cooper. Nothing ‘Candid’ about it. Some crazes are not worth looking silly over.

Now while I would expect most mainstream blogs to report on how society is becoming more narcissistic and this trend is a tad icky; Im going to go out on a limb and say I think there is a time and a place for the #aftersex selfie (and in my opinion Instagram is not it). I like looking at the secret photo on my phone of my lover and I with crazy sexed up hair and contented grins. It brings a smile to my face to see the image we took of our feet together at the end of the bed, because it reminds me of a bond we share and the way he makes my legs shake like no other. In some way is this not the trophy prize to the sexy selfie? That someone has seen our attractiveness and wants to keep it for him/herself? It means all those public displays of sexiness were not in vain; and while we all hope that our sweetheart’s cherish our brains and connect with us on a deeper level isn’t it nice to know they are our biggest fans and proud to be caught digitally in that moment. Let me suggest that the @aftersex selfie is best when it is kept as a postcard to ourselves (and perhaps special Fuckbook friends) to remind us of that moment in time when the big “O” put a glow on our face and all was at peace within our sexy world.