Today’s filth was inspired by the Great British Bake Off without being part of my baking and BDSM set of blog posts. It’s also set in a gay bar, and I have a lot of fun playing around with the idea of corruptible innocence. There’s a lot of firsts for my erotica writing in this piece, but I am really proud of it.
A recently kinky adventure confirmed something that previous hotel stays had only confirmed: hotel sex is fucking brilliant. But while there are many delightfully filthy highlights from my first adventures in hotel sex, what I really remember are all the sounds.
I had such carefully planned filth to share with y’all today… and then got fixated on one particular image and found that my cunt was quite insistent that I shouldn’t write about anything else. Today, I’ve been thinking about how hot it would be to hold someone’s head in place so someone else can fuck their face. Like seriously, mmfff…
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I love sucking dick – and love it with a passion that might make me feel like a bad feminist or queer if agency is not very feminist and if dicks could not be very queer. Some memorable blow jobs in the twelve months have involved my partner coming in my mouth, a circumstance that is often a delicious assertion of dominance.
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A quick disclaimer: until I sat down to write this post, I had no idea which World Cup was currently in progress, only that my Twitter timeline is currently filled with folks talking about a sporting event. A quick internet search suggested that it’s rugby, but if it’s not clear, I have no interest in the Rugby World Cup: I only care about the opportunities for fucking it can provoke.
This post is now available to listen to, thanks to the brilliant Girl on the Net’s audio porn project. If you’re based in the UK, you will no longer be able to play this audio – you can find more information about this here: