My fingers have spent the last week itching to write again, and so even though my projects aren’t quite finished yet I’m indulging myself by writing a some smut. The weather over the weekend was glorious and I tried to spend as much time outside as possible. It was wonderful, but did make me wonder about what happens when it’s too hot to fuck.
I’m going to take a deep breath and NOT apologise for posting this week’s smut a day later than planned. Yesterday was awful and anxiety-filled, and while I think I succeeded I am absolutely exhausted today. Thus my Masturbation Monday smut is short, sweet, and inspired by the idea of a partner ordering me to make them come.
I have no wish to play the game that I’ve written about here, but the idea of making a bet like this – one that ends with someone getting fucked – is a seriously hot one. This isn’t a perfect piece: it’s clumsy and probably not very filthy, but I wanted to push myself and try to capture this idea. Today I’m all about playful challenges, flirty queers, and the idea of a your-arse-literally-on-the-line sex bet.
Today’s Masturbation Monday smut is a little self-indulgent, because it’s what I would have liked to happen to me this morning. On a day when I had to be open and upfront about my mental illness, both at the GP and at a further appointment, I wanted to wake up and be distracted for a few minutes from what I had to face by early morning sex.
I couldn’t not join in with Kink of the Week, because the photo accompanying , proudly displaying my first ever love bite. I wrote a little about the adventure that earned me the mark when I initially posted the photo, so today’s post is purely fictional filth. It’s also though – because it’s me, and I can’t help but subvert Molly’s carefully curated memes – about power dynamics and blow jobs.