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.Read More →

Two sets of feet emerge from the bottom of a duvet. Photo.

Today’s filth was inspired by the Great British Bake Off without being part of my baking and BDSM set of blog posts. It’s also set in a gay bar, and I have a lot of fun playing around with the idea of corruptible innocence. There’s a lot of firsts for my erotica writing in this piece, but I am really proud of it.Read More →

A man looks down so his hair covers his face. Photo.

I had such carefully planned filth to share with y’all today… and then got fixated on one particular image and found that my cunt was quite insistent that I shouldn’t write about anything else. Today, I’ve been thinking about how hot it would be to hold someone’s head in place so someone else can fuck their face. Like seriously, mmfff…Read More →

Sexy young woman with condom in her mouth on light background. Photo.

I love sucking dick – and love it with a passion that might make me feel like a bad feminist or queer if agency is not very feminist and if dicks could not be very queer. Some memorable blow jobs in the twelve months have involved my partner coming in my mouth, a circumstance that is often a delicious assertion of dominance.Read More →

A man in jeans leans against a brick wall with his muscular arms folded. Photo.

This particular piece of smut (inspired by a throwaway line in this – unfinished – filthy story) counts as one of the pieces that I really pushed myself to finish. In the end, I’m glad I did, because I think I created something fun – even if it’s imperfect as fuck (and too long – again!). Read on for an alleyway blow job and a little humiliation.Read More →