Close up of a luxuriously iced and decorated chocolate cake. Photo.

While I will confess to enjoying every email I receive from Peter Birch, this one was particularly delightful. He doesn’t have a blog himself, so didn’t think he could enter my Great BDSM Bake Off erotica competition. However, I didn’t want to keep this deliciousness to myself, so offered to post it as a guest post and I’m very glad he was up for that! Thus may I present, for your pervy enjoyment, the first piece of BDSM-meets-Bake-Off filth to land in my inbox: Charlie and the Chocolate Cake.Read More →

A woman's head is thrown back in pleasure, with her mouth open in orgasm. Photo.

I’d feel like a hypocrite if I didn’t write at least one piece of filth that would count for my Great BDSM Bake Off writing challenge, so here we go. I’ve been working on this one for a while, possibly because right now I’m very into the idea of a bratty sub earning their punishment by being deliberately cheeky. Not at all inspired by the cute human I’m dating, of course…Read More →

A woman's legs are in the air, with her panties around her ankles. Photo.

I had a post all planned for today – all about collaborating to create super hot shared fantasies –  and then I was walking home yesterday and got hit over the head by the idea of someone going down on me. So y’all get a post about cunnilingus instead, because all I thought about all afternoon was oral sex. I also feel like I need to write more about cunnilingus because in general my filth skews towards being more blow-job heavy a lot of the time.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 field of yellow flowers, with a hand emerging from it holding a pair of knickers. Photo.

I wasn’t planning to stick to my regularly-scheduled filth this week but there’s something so delightfully playful about this photo, isn’t there? This one actually took me forever to finish, though, because I kept getting distracted by things that made me crave fingers in my cunt.Read More →