Waking up this morning, the world seemed dull and dreary, and my unwritten to do list seemed ridiculously long. This erotica takes that as a starting point and plays with the idea that you are not defined by your productivity, but in a Dom/sub context, where you can be useful as a good little fucktoy for your girlfriend. I hope you like this smut – I definitely felt better after writing it.
I have the flu, and as a result, my mind went to slightly darker places than usual when writing this piece. I don’t want to fuck right now: I want to be used; I want to fight. Thus, today’s smut features struggle fucking, where partners who have discussed, negotiated and consented to this kind of scene ahead of time to play with coercion and force.
I’ve written about sleepy struggle fucks and sweet, half-asleep sex before, so I wanted to find a slightly different angle for today’s dissection-of-kink post. Instead of erotica I’m sharing a little bundle of thoughts about why I’m into sleepy, drowsy and night time sex – because I definitely am. I really, really like waking up to cock.
This piece of filth includes nipple pinching, starting-when-half-asleep sex, and my attempts at writing a mind-fucking scene – oh, and peppermint tea. That’s a sensible recipe for late night fucking against the kitchen counter, right? Either way, it was super fun to write.