This filth is inspired by Molly Moore’s compliance-kink-meets-honour-bondage smut. I’ve been trying to write this story, or one like it, for a while, but today I managed to push past my fear that it would be unrealistic and just make it as hot as possible. It’s a filthy locker room fuck, yes, but it’s more than that: it’s an endurance challenge, an initiation by gang-bang.
Writing this was hard, but I wanted to contribute a little bit of filth for all the wanking from home we’re doing at the moment. This one is a little darker, and features a queer couple struggle fucking – because sometimes orgasms help you fall asleep even if you don’t think they will.
This filthy idea appeared on a day I was supposed to be scheduling blog posts in Starbucks, and instead all I could think about was exchanging hot, hungry kisses with a girl who just happened to have a paid of cuffs in her bag. However, I would like to make it clear that I have never airdropped my nudes to anyone while writing in a coffee shop.
This photo inspired so many filthy thoughts, especially because I want to grow as an erotica writer and write more smut featuring masc characters right now. The act of shaving (or being shaved, *swoon*) is hot in itself, but today I want to focus on the anticipation that shaving before a big scene can bring. For example, how would it feel if you were preparing for your dominant to lock up your dick in a cock cage?
Showing off my new (and very tight) jeans to the sadist I’m flirting with right now gave me the idea for a fuck. A fuck that’s so harsh that every stroke is a painful reminder that I’m their slut. I think that’s something they could dish out – and get off on making me take for them. So I wrote about it, featuring a dominant enby and a slutty transmasc queer at a sex club.
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