I’m writing this post while wrapped in a blanket and safe in a pillow fort, and really wishing that there was someone who would go out in the rain and get cookies for me. Yesterday was tough, and I’m spending today trying to take care of myself. As a result y’all get a post about my continued adventures into polyamory (ish?) and a bit of a discussion of my depression and my Daddy kink (content note!).
Waking up this morning, the world seemed dull and dreary, and my unwritten to do list seemed ridiculously long. This erotica takes that as a starting point and plays with the idea that you are not defined by your productivity, but in a Dom/sub context, where you can be useful as a good little fucktoy for your girlfriend. I hope you like this smut – I definitely felt better after writing it.
I came away from Eroticon 2019 with a hundred ideas for things I wanted to write, pitch and tweet about. After channelling a little of that inspiration, I’m super excited to announce a thing I’ve been working on behind the scenes for a few weeks: my shiny new audio porn project.
Ever since the wonderful play partners with whom I had my first ever threesome took me on an adventure to my first sex club, I’ve been meaning to write about it. However, it’s taken me so long to sit down and type out my adventures that the thing I remember most clearly from that night is no longer the sex. Instead this post become about something else: BDSM boundaries, consent in kink, and the fact I have the power to say no.
I forgot that last week was Easter until I’d scheduled my Sinful Sunday photo, and although I think I made up for it with my Easter Monday smut about how to fuck when it’s too hot to fuck, I honestly wanted an excuse to buy more mini eggs. While I’ve never used love eggs in any of my fucking adventures or masturbation, I do love mini eggs.