A man looks down so his hair covers his face. Photo.

I had such carefully planned filth to share with y’all today… and then got fixated on one particular image and found that my cunt was quite insistent that I shouldn’t write about anything else. Today, I’ve been thinking about how hot it would be to hold someone’s head in place so someone else can fuck their face. Like seriously, mmfff…Read More →

A man in jeans leans against a brick wall with his muscular arms folded. Photo.

This particular piece of smut (inspired by a throwaway line in this – unfinished – filthy story) counts as one of the pieces that I really pushed myself to finish. In the end, I’m glad I did, because I think I created something fun – even if it’s imperfect as fuck (and too long – again!). Read on for an alleyway blow job and a little humiliation.Read More →

As I fell in love with the music of a butch lesbian over the weekend, I feel a little guilty about making this piece about lusting over a straight cis guy. Right now, though, I’m on my period and feeling really awful, my fantasies are all about being held while I cry in foetal position… and as that isn’t going to happen, I’m going to write about sex that is spontaneous and fun.Read More →

Today I desperately wanted someone to cup my tits and play with my nipples, because I was freezing cold and I wanted warm hands squeezing and playing with me. I’m not sure if today’s story is quite as hot or filthy as some of my other erotica, but for anyone who has ever fantasised about a taxi-ride blow job, you’ll love the last line…Read More →

Since I posted the first part of my gang bang fantasy on Monday, I’ve continued to ride the high of Eroticon happiness, suffered con drop, and begun to feel vaguely normal again, only with extra helpings of sparkly fabulousness. When I wrote the first part, I didn’t think there was going to be more, but I really enjoyed my imaginary pub-table-fucking…Read More →