This is how I want to wake up: with two women either side of me, talking casually about what they are going to do to me, as though I’m not even there. Far too much of today has been spent on turning this fantasy into words, and even this doesn’t quite capture everything I hoped it would.Read More →

I had already planned and started writing this post when I realised it would fit rather well with the current Kink of the Week prompt. I’m very sad that I didn’t get to cook a meal while wearing a butt plug at the weekend, but that will remain on my list of sexual goals.Read More →

Is this really a piece of erotica, or have I just written a personal fantasy that isn’t really sexual at all? When the person in question isn’t stealing all of the duvet, I tend to sleep better with someone in bed next to me. My dreams have definitely started getting better since I’ve been taking anti-depressants, but I still often wish that there was someone there with me when I wake up in the middle of the night.Read More →

I found this post difficult to write. Not because I didn’t have ideas for this particular Kink of the Week prompt, but because for the first time since I began blogging – admittedly not very long ago – I lost my momentum. Determined to get it back, I banished myself to a sofa until I had written at least some words, and eventually asked the wonderful DomSigns if I could use an idea (or two) he mentioned to me. Thus I must thank him, and I hope he enjoys their use here.Read More →

As we approach Christmas, I have been horrified to find that some people I considered to possess excellent taste consider a Christmas pudding to be superior to a Yule log. I’m being as serious with this statement as one can be about festive desserts, of course, but the debate sparked an idea. To correct the whole of Twitter, though, the perfect Christmas sweet treat is a mince pie, and if anyone writes me a piece of erotica involving mince pies they will be declared The Best.Read More →