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 →

I fucking love the smell of a real pine tree – second only to that of mince pies in the hierarchy of Christmassy smells. I wish I could be celebrating Fuckmas today, rather than Christmas, so here is a wee bit of smut for anyone else who’d rather be somewhere else this year. Happy whatever you’re celebrating!Read More →

Last week, I thought I was going to get hit (very, very consensually) with someone’s belt. It turns out they actually had a far more deliciously twisted idea of how to use it, which I really enjoyed. I began this story even before that, and I can’t tell if it is a little darker, a little more edgy, than my usual erotica.Read More →

You’ve met the characters in this story before, at the end of my airport fuck-toy smut. I knew then that I wanted to write about them again, and am honestly surprised that I haven’t shared more of their (fictional) kinky adventures sooner. It’s also, just possible, that this story was inspired by the fact I wanted to spend Sunday being soundly spanked. Read More →

In a turn of events that will probably surprise all of you (and definitely surprised me!) I have written the second part to my fucking-in-a-university-lecture-theatre story. I advise you to go back and read that post first, but I’ll repeat my statement that the sex that happens in this story is a consensual role-play scenario between adults, and all characters are above the legal age of consent.. To those who know the fantastic news I got today, tangentially elated to that topic, thank you for all your support and encouragement.Read More →