Being that this was originally intended (once again) to be Saturday smut, I’m very late posting this. I’m trying to not be stressed about this, though without much success. Still, I’m excited about this Saturday Sunday smut, because I’m back to convincing y’all that chocolate Yule log is better than Christmas pudding through a sloppy blow job.
We’re back on track with festive filth today, and I am again exploring the idea of bets that decide who gets to top that night. Especially when the winner gets to claim an ass fuck of some sort, because rough butt sex forfeits feel deliciously mean. Also, can you tell I’m really into making subby boys wear butt plugs just now?
Right now I’m in significant amounts of pain and feel extremely gross. I’m feel more present in my body than I have for a while, but I also don’t want anyone to touch me. My libido has begun to increase, however, so I want to fuck again, just without any touching. This femdom filth is inspired by this idea.
Today’s post was going to be a super indulgent list where I share what kinky Christmas presents I wish I could buy myself this year. And, ok, it technically is that, but it’s also a list of the festive fucks I’m not going to have this year, but really wish I could. These are essentially my current filthiest fantasies – mince pies aside.
We’re officially starting this year’s festive filth, because my planned post on building fantasies couldn’t stand up to this brilliant prompt photo. These candy-cane striped stockings gave me all sorts of dirty thoughts, including one about a struggle-fuck where a submissive squirms against her bounds.