A white teapot filled with mint leaves. Photo.

This piece of filth includes nipple pinching, starting-when-half-asleep sex, and my attempts at writing a mind-fucking scene – oh, and peppermint tea. That’s a sensible recipe for late night fucking against the kitchen counter, right? Either way, it was super fun to write.Read More →

Skyscraper-filled skyline of New York. Photo.

I’ve been trying to write this post for months without realising what I was attempting to say. It got mixed up in my head with another post, about inclusive body positivity, which is coming soon (edit January 2020: I still haven’t written this post). However, I think I’ve untangled everything enough to know that today I want to talk about yearning to feel alive.Read More →

A woman in shorts and hiking boots walks away from the camera across rocky ground. Photo.

For Hogmanay, I had a threesome. I sucked a lot of cock on the last day of 2018, and also made out with a pretty girl’s cunt. I kissed a tall sadistic perv and a cute girl within the first few minutes of 2019. This is the kind of queer, hedonistic energy that I want to carry into the rest of the year, so I’m setting myself some kinky goals.Read More →

Kinky coffee shop dates are featuring highly in my fantasies right now – probably because I’m spending a lot of time sitting in them writing smut. When I started writing this story, I was flirting with a friend who I hope I’ll get to spend more time with in 2019. (And if you’re a gorgeous, brat-leaning sub and self-identified pain slut who bought me pancakes recently, then yes, I am talking about you.)Read More →