A black-and-white image (with red highlights) photo of a tube train carriage full of people in a London underground station.

I wanted to write a story of seduction and sex, in the sense that there is little flirting or preamble about this fuck. This piece is inspired by both these posts by GOTN, and by someone who I find continually frustrating because of how attractive I find them, despite my best efforts. It’s also inspired by my post-Eroticon adventures on the London underground, because who travels by tube without fantasising about fucking on them?Read More →

This weekend, I’m at Eroticon. Today has been filled with the kind of conversations that only happen when you’re at a sex writing conference, and I love it. It’s also been an extremely busy day, but for me this entire adventure has been absolutely seamless…Read More →

This isn’t the pre-Eroticon blog post on valuing my voice that I planned to write – though I’m absolutely still going to write that one too. This blog post is inspired by the music I’m listening to right now, on a train heading to London. It’s music that makes me want to sing, and fighting the urge to is hard even though I know that singing on trains is socially unacceptable. I also want to add a content warning specifically for my Scottish boy – please stop reading now my friend.Read More →

Today’s Masturbation Monday story is less smut and more a stream of consciousness. I think it has erotic undertones though, and it’s definitely about using sex and submission as a coping mechanism when I’m feeling angry and weak and helpless.Read More →

Since becoming part of the sex blogging community I have picked up a number of new kinks and turn-ons, including a pervy interest in button fly jeans. If forced, I could tell you the exact posts that showed me how incredibly hot button fly jeans can be – but sadly I don’t have any myself to recreate a particular photo with my new strap-on.Read More →