Write me a love letter. Write it in pen, so you commit to every word. Write it on the thickest, most deliciously tactile paper you can afford. Write it and seal it away in an envelope for my eyes only. Address it to me in our usual way: call me your dove, or your piglet, or your sweetheart, or simply yours. For I am, yours. […]
Beaching Off
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Swiping Right: Who I Date
The continual swipe left is giving me RSI. One after the other, faces rush past, faces that don’t seize or intrigue or attract me. They appear like ghosts; fleeting and morbid. The ghosts of future bad choices, of heartbreak, of misplaced humour, and of inevitable ghosting. Each and every one makes me feel a mixture of guilt and self-disgust, with a sprinkle of hope that […]
Creative Wanking
Gripping the little leather paddle, I gave my swollen clit 10 rapid slaps. A pause for an exhale, and then 10 more, firmer this time. Opening my bedside drawer with one hand, while the paddle rested on my cunt, I reached blindly for a dildo and triumphantly pulled out the 6 inches of silicone. A couple more slaps, before I slid the dildo into my […]
Summers In Pub Gardens
Nothing screams summer to me more than sitting in a sunny beer garden with a dick in my mouth. It’s my ultimate al-fresco girl dinner. I’ll have a fruity cider and a bag of Bacon Fries, thanks, and then we’ll sit somewhere quiet and out of the way. Unless the garden is empty and it’s late, in which case fuck it, we’ll sit right in […]
Top to Bottom: becoming more submissive
There was a time where all I could think about, dream about, was fucking someone with a strap-on. I’d make their hole slippery wet with spit, tongue, and lube and ease the silicone inside them, either popping through a tight arsehole or pushing into a soft cunt. I wasn’t picky. Being in control of penetration, being an extension of it, that was a power I […]
I Love Hotels: 28 Minutes
28 minutes. That’s how long I conversed with this man before I invited him to fuck me in this anonymous, cheap hotel room. His profile had no bio, but he had lovely arms, so I gave him a rare pass. I’m a sucker for nice arms, even though I can’t clearly define what “nice” means. When you can imagine a pair of arms enveloping you […]
Making Her Cum
From this perspective, with my face between her thighs, her body looks so beautiful. The undulation of her belly into her chest into her breasts is art. When she moans or gasps or wiggles, there is a wave in her flesh, a delicious rippling which continues into the horizon of her. I could simply look at her body all night. But I only catch glimpses, […]
I Love Hotels: The Getaway
I love how you squeeze my arse as we check in. You’re definitely signalling to the well-to-do older couple waiting behind us, showing off that you get to touch me. You’re always like this. Outside, I’m focused on exchanging bland pleasantries with the receptionist, while inside I’m imagining your fingers seeking the tender skin between my cheeks. The receptionist tells us to enjoy our stay […]
Use Me
You seem stressed today, darling. A little frazzled around the edges, as though you’re tired of everything and everyone. What do you need? I know, how about you fuck my throat until it’s raw? I’ll kneel down here in front of you, my hands clasped behind my back, and you can use my mouth however you wish. That’s it, grab my hair; grab it hard. […]