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?
Category: Erotica
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Snatched minutes for a tube train fuck
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Consensual torture
“I want to torture you. Consensually.” – words I sent to a friend last night. I hope the DM message made him smile. In fact, no: I hope it made him hard. This piece of smut, however, is for me, because I want to distract myself from the mess that my every day life is swiftly becoming with a fantasy. A fantasy where I can be confident, be in control, and cavort with dirty words.
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Pull down your panties
I couldn’t let a Kink of the Week prompt about panties pass without writing something, but today has been a busy. So instead of the essay about how I attach sentimental value to my knickers, or a story about how I have one pair of panties I keep specifically for piss play scenes, here is some short, smutty snapshots.
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An ‘A’ in oral
This story is about two consenting adults: Jamie Woods is a twenty-year old first-year student studying Creative Writing and English Literature at an English university. Poppy Stuart is about six years older than her and has just started her PhD – which this semester includes acting as a Teaching Assistant for an undergrad class (though god knows if English universities actually have TAs). The power imbalance between them is what – to me at least – makes this fiction hot. I’m not condoning people actually sleeping with their university lecturers.
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Eyeliner on him; eyes on me
Is this the last smut of 2018? Who knows! However, there is time for a little more kink dissection, this time exploring eyes and eye contact – with a twist of eyeliner, because that’s becoming a little bit of a thing for me since I imagined what a play partner of mine would look like if he was wearing it.