On:
In: Filthy ones
An afab person in a white t-shirt straddles an amab person, naked apart from a towel around their waist. Photo.

Today was tough – like, sitting on the sofa, sobbing with exhaustion tough. But ever since I saw this photo I knew I wanted to use it to illustrate some filth about playful sex, and this was the day I made it happen. And because I’m going back to explicitly telling y’all that everyone in my smut is queer, this filth features a bisexual lesbian taking photos of her genderfluid boyfriend as they fuck. Enjoy.Read More →

On:
In: Filthy ones, My sex stories
Model of the internal clitoris lying on a blue fabric background. Photo.

At the end of March, my wanking from home was focussed on helping me find sex fun again and reconnect with my body. I’m no longer doing scheduled masturbation session, but I am definitely getting off more than I was at the start of 2020. However, while I’ve put time and effort into cultivating and nurturing my sex drive, I still tend towards low-effort wanking positions. We’re now in May and still in lockdown, so I challenged myself to do a sex- periment and put some more effort into my masturbation.Read More →

On:
In: Filthy ones
A close up of a woman's wet cunt, with a string of arousal going from her clit to her finger. Photo.

May is Masturbation Month, so I’ve set myself the challenge of writting some erotica that is focussed on jerking off rather than fucking. Solo sex is – after all – just as valid a way to access pleasure, have fun, or relieve boredom as getting dicked down is, and today’s smut is a more-or-less fictional story about nostalgic wanks and how hot it can be to get worked up over someone you’re no longer fucking.Read More →

On:
In: Filthy ones
A couple fucking doggy style, neither of their faces visible and his hands gripping her hips. Photo.

I love Focused and Filthy‘s images so much – they’re bold and striking and inspire all sorts of dirty thoughts. Today, it’s inspiring thoughts of playful giggle fuck. Right now I want sex that comes with laughter and a kind of intimacy that I explore less often than that of filthy degradation. As I can’t have giggly sex right now, I’ve written about some times a trans guy (he/him) and his agender partner (they/them) have it instead.Read More →