Photo of a woman wearing red-pink lipstick leaning in to kiss the petals and buds of a pink-red flower on fresh, green stalks.

Today’s smut is dedicated to Confess Hannah, whose tweets about flirting and getting spanked the other day inspired me to write this post about a glorious garden fuck. I hope this lives up to her expectations for this delicious dirty story – which involves throat-fucking and some light degradation.Read More →

Photo of a boob, with a purple mini egg sitting next to my nipple and two yellow mini eggs nestling in my cleavage.

I forgot that last week was Easter until I’d scheduled my Sinful Sunday photo, and although I think I made up for it with my Easter Monday smut about how to fuck when it’s too hot to fuck, I honestly wanted an excuse to buy more mini eggs. While I’ve never used love eggs in any of my fucking adventures or masturbation, I do love mini eggs.Read More →

A wad of folded up newspapers placed on a reflective black surface that mirrors them in its shine.

Where has April gone? I know it’s not quite over yet, but for me it has whirled past in a blur of non-sex-blogging deadlines and depression. Because it’s almost the end of the month, I have gathered together a few of my favourite pieces of April’s sex-positive shit by some awesome writers.Read More →

Image of a girl in hiking gear, including boots and a backpack, sitting down in the rain.

Before I took a week off from writing to concentrate on some non-sex-blogging deadlines, I wrote about my depression – specifically by exploring my mental health through a slightly-strained metaphor. Having submitted my projects and survived that thunderstorm, I realised that I haven’t yet said everything I want to yet. This post talks about my depression and suicidal ideation, but the tone is less dark: today I’m thinking about April showers, not thunderstorms.Read More →

A photo of some fresh, green leaves with bright sunshine shining on them and distorting the photo slightly with its light.

My fingers have spent the last week itching to write again, and so even though my projects aren’t quite finished yet I’m indulging myself by writing a some smut. The weather over the weekend was glorious and I tried to spend as much time outside as possible. It was wonderful, but did make me wonder about what happens when it’s too hot to fuck.Read More →