A few nights ago, I went running. It was a beautiful evening and being outside to do something physical was exhilarating. While I was running, I started to imagine going running with a play partner of mine – and, of course, sucking their dick mid-run. This smut is inspired by those thoughts, but also plays around a little with the idea of using BDSM-y sex to build self-confidence so you can feel like you’ve really feel like you’ve earned a thing, even when your mind is lying to you.
I’m going to take a deep breath and NOT apologise for posting this week’s smut a day later than planned. Yesterday was awful and anxiety-filled, and while I think I succeeded I am absolutely exhausted today. Thus my Masturbation Monday smut is short, sweet, and inspired by the idea of a partner ordering me to make them come.
A few times in the last couple of weeks, a cute girl has been sending me post-run selfies, so this story is dedicated to her. I’ve been thinking about exercise-domming quite a lot recently, and I also love how I’ve subverted the phrase count them for me.
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…