As tempting as it is, I’m not joining in with Molly’s fabulous February Photofest, though I will be stalking the participant’s blogs with great enthusiasm. I do plan to spend more time writing, though, so I present you with my first of February’s filthy posts. No prizes for guessing whose tweets inspired this short piece of erotica…
Tag: dom/sub
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Rome is calling
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How I want to wake up
This is how I want to wake up: with two women either side of me, talking casually about what they are going to do to me, as though I’m not even there. Far too much of today has been spent on turning this fantasy into words, and even this doesn’t quite capture everything I hoped it would.
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Training for a marathon
I’m really missing my laptop, but despite this there are a thousand filthy thoughts whirling around in my head so I’ve attempted to get some of them down on paper. A friend has predicted that the amount of erotica I post will increase while I’m at my parents’ house over Christmas, so this is the first of those. A tribute to guys in running gear who I want to do bad things to…
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Why she paints my nails
This story evolved in my brain while I was sitting waiting for my nail varnish to dry – I’m now pretty confident that I can extract any moment of my day-to-day life and work it into a piece of erotica.
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Don’t swallow: adventures with a ring
I knew I wanted to write tonight, but was struggling to focus on just one idea. I texted a friend to ask for a prompt and while they didn’t have anything to suggest, I did remember an idea I shared with them a few months ago. Wine and wanking followed, while I edited my writing. So, let’s set the scene. I’m lying in bed next to you, after an afternoon of fucking. Sun is streaming through the window, and I’ve just had an idea…