I wasn’t planning to stick to my regularly-scheduled filth this week but there’s something so delightfully playful about this photo, isn’t there? This one actually took me forever to finish, though, because I kept getting distracted by things that made me crave fingers in my cunt.
(more…)Instead of wriggling on my pleasingly chilly sheets and falling asleep, I’ve dragged myself to my desk to write about the filthy glee I find in fingering someone’s ass. There: I feel better (and more awake) for just writing that sentence. The last couple of days have been filled with butt-sex thoughts – and not only because a very cute human rimmed me a few days ago. Once again there’s a personal edge to today’s filth, as I share some thoughts I’ve recently had about anal fingering.
(more…)Inspired by a series of tweets on Saturday, this smut is dedicated to Girl on the Net. Writing this actually challenged me more than I expected it to, and it’s a little more cisnormative than I would like my filth to be. For the record, not only folks with dicks are guys, and not only men have dicks. I also realised that writing this kind of scene is very different from experiencing this sort of pervy voyeurism, so I’m open to invitations from anyone organising a cock-stroking and cocktails party.
This smut is inspired by all the subby boys out there who are thinking about being edged until it’s painful, locked into a chastity cage, or enduring self-enforced denial for torturously long periods of time. Sometimes, when I’m feeling a little bit dominant, I like playing with the other side of my denial kink and telling cute humans that they’re not allowed to orgasm. I like making them wait.
I have the flu, and as a result, my mind went to slightly darker places than usual when writing this piece. I don’t want to fuck right now: I want to be used; I want to fight. Thus, today’s smut features struggle fucking, where partners who have discussed, negotiated and consented to this kind of scene ahead of time to play with coercion and force.