The wind howled around the corners of the cabin…Read more "Smut Marathon: Pathetic fallacy…"
‘Are you wearing it?’Read more "Smut Marathon: Unexpected delay…"
This was Elena’s favourite time of year. She could, of course, weave her webs whenever she wanted but she was just more successful as the evenings drew in and people were more likely to crowd inside…Read more "Oh what a tangled web…"
The red underwear had been hanging on her washing line for three days now…Read more "Smut Marathon: The red underwear…"
‘Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much’ – Helen Keller This time last weekend, eight sex bloggers woke up in an AirBnB in Cheshire to begin what became the quickest 12 hours of my life – Smutathon 2018!! During those 12 hours, the eight of us published 48 posts, wrote […]Read more "SOSS: Smutathon 2018 Round-Up"
It is the story I’m most proud of from another smut-themed writing challenge that I’m taking part in – the Smut Marathon.Read more "Smutathon 2018: Smut Marathon…"
My first trip to New York and it rained the whole time.Read more "Smutathon 2018: Dollar oysters…"
Ryan had never worked at a time when doctors still wore white coats, but he’d fashioned himself a perfectly adequate uniform nonetheless.Read more "Smutathon 2018: Uniform response…"
She liked to dress up to masturbate. She always had.Read more "Smutathon 2018: The power of stockings…"
‘Oh doctor, I’m in trouble Well, goodness gracious me! For every time a certain man Is standing next to me Mmm? A flush comes to my face And my pulse begins to race’ – Goodness Gracious Me ‘Doctor, I’m having terrible palpitations! My heart is all a-flutter and it pounds in my chest like I […]Read more "EuphOff 2018: Doctor, doctor…"