A field of yellow flowers, with a hand emerging from it holding a pair of knickers. Photo.

I wasn’t planning to stick to my regularly-scheduled filth this week but there’s something so delightfully playful about this photo, isn’t there? This one actually took me forever to finish, though, because I kept getting distracted by things that made me crave fingers in my cunt.Read More →

Narrow ally way between tall buildings. Photo.

I knew I wanted to write something about knife play this week, but today it was too hot to fuck – or indeed to think about fucking. But is it ever too hot for a mind fuck from a cruel dominant? What I wanted was a mean girl who would grin sadistically as she held my wrists against cold stone until I shivered, and whose pocket-knife would feel cool against my skin…Read More →

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’s blog post is written for a friend who assured me that there is no such thing as too much smut that features fingering. I admit, I do not spend as much time finger-fucking cute humans as I’d like to, and I love exploring semi-public sex and D/s in my erotic writing.Read More →