Last week, I thought I was going to get hit (very, very consensually) with someone’s belt. It turns out they actually had a far more deliciously twisted idea of how to use it, which I really enjoyed. I began this story even before that, and I can’t tell if it is a little darker, a little more edgy, than my usual erotica.Read More →

I often wear skirts. Even in winter, I will combine skirts or knitted dresses with thick tights. Yesterday’s adventures, however, required something warmer and sturdier as I wasn’t exactly sure where the adventures would take me. Sitting in a coffee shop last night, I realised that there is an advantage to wearing a skirt: easier access for sex.Read More →

You’ve met the characters in this story before, at the end of my airport fuck-toy smut. I knew then that I wanted to write about them again, and am honestly surprised that I haven’t shared more of their (fictional) kinky adventures sooner. It’s also, just possible, that this story was inspired by the fact I wanted to spend Sunday being soundly spanked. Read More →

This post was written in Starbucks, but unlike this blow job erotica it isn’t set there. It’s set in a quirky, vegan-friendly coffee shop… but much like the character in this story, I need a little encouragement to get out of my comfort zone and flirt with all the cute humans. I’ve recently moved again, and definitely need to get involved in my local kink community. This post also involves use of the kink honorific ‘Daddy’ in a D/s relationship, as well as humiliation and semi-public play.Read More →

Despite what the title may suggest, this isn’t a Great British Bake Off story. Instead, it is a story of love and humiliation set in a fancy teashop. I hope the pretty girl I wrote this for likes it, because I feel really good about this particular piece of erotica.Read More →