I’ve written about sleepy struggle fucks and sweet, half-asleep sex before, so I wanted to find a slightly different angle for today’s dissection-of-kink post. Instead of erotica I’m sharing a little bundle of thoughts about why I’m into sleepy, drowsy and night time sex – because I definitely am. I really, really like waking up to cock. Content note for a very heteronormative post, and one that has some consensual non-con play.Read More →

Today is a filthy poetry day, because I couldn’t concentrate to writing yesterday – I was filled with anticipation for the evening’s sex date, which itself was filled with twisted adventures. It was an interlude, with cocks, and it was delightful. And now I really need to go and wash my hair!Read More →

I kicked today’s ass. However, ass-kicking is exhausting, and I’m now achy and tired and have absolutely no more energy for people. I’m ridiculously proud that I managed to write these words down into a somewhat coherent post of a not-quite-true story about my first face-fucking.Read More →

To me, the idea of saying “you cannot tell lies with a cock in your mouth, little girl” was incredibly hot when I first thought of it. Trying to write a story to use that line in, though, proved a challenge. The end result is a consensual non-consent-y story, featuring a struggle-fuck blow-job in a dirty alley way.Read More →

With half a dozen of filthy stories sitting half-written in my drafts, I’m glad that I was set a writing assignment by a very pretty girl – essentially domming me into actually finishing a blog post. She tasked me to write about wanking or fucking on the sleeper train, and seemed delighted when I proposed the following fantasy…Read More →