A coffee cup and an open book on a table. Photo.

Today’s smut is very self-indulgent, because after hours of trying to write something filthy or clever, I ended up writing the scene I’d be using to get off today if I had the privacy for a wank. I’m nervous about this one, because while I’ve begun exploring my pee-holding kink in play, I haven’t done so in my writing before. If piss play isn’t your thing you might want to skip this one, but to me the hot thing in this smut is the control… It also includes degradation.Read More →

Today is a filthy poetry day, because I couldn’t concentrate to writing yesterday – I was filled with anticipation for the evening’s sex date, which itself was filled with twisted adventures. It was an interlude, with cocks, and it was delightful. And now I really need to go and wash my hair!Read More →

I wrote about some my first ever threesome a while ago, and even then I was eager to visit the wonderful couple in question again for more kinky fuckery. Every part of that adventure was brilliant, and there has been lots of flirting, dirty talk, and pictures of cats since then. I have plans to go and visit the Doctor (the gorgeous-as-fuck switch-in-the-middle in this couple) and Mr Nook (her extremely attractive partner) very soon, and I’m super excited. However, there’s a couple of things I really hope they won’t to do to me – things that good girls just don’t do.Read More →

There is approximately six hundred different ideas for erotica blog posts flying around my head this week, but this one is the one that forced itself out of me and on to paper. (Is that expression still relevant when I do almost all of my writing on a laptop.) This filthy story includes corsets, piss and blow jobs.Read More →

Today I’m sharing a story that makes me smile every time I think about it. In one wonderful, kinky act, a friend showed me how much he cared about me – removing my anxiety and leaving deep certainty in our deep, platonic friendship.Read More →