True Sex Stories
I Think About Your Cock at Night
I slide into bed, a nostalgic grin splashed across my face, before sliding my underwear down and kicking them to the side. That little moment makes me think about your cock, still...
Halloween Erotica: Slutty Vampire
This Halloween erotica story is a true one, featuring a slutty vampire, an ex-boyfriend, a potential new lover, and a bathroom window – not necessarily in that order. Shall I get right to it? 😉 Slutty Vampire Back when I shared a flat with Bestie (our first place as “grownups,”) we’d throw parties that folk talked about for weeks, months, and even years. They were…
Edged
I’m blaming today on you. You. Yes, you. You know who you are. Today is your fault. The reason I’m tapping up this post right now? You. You kept talking about being edged like it was this big thing that I was missing out on — and wasn’t I missing out on it? Not getting what I wanted has never been something I’ve been brilliant…
Sexy Short Story: It’s Snowing!
Are you in the mood for a sexy short story? You're here, so I'm guessing the answer is a firm yes! Buckle up and get comfortable, because although short, this one sure has some spice! Perfect for those cold winter nights...
Today, I Miss…
It suddenly struck me today just how much I missed my vibrators. Well, one specifically: the Rampant Rabbit. I’ve talked about the toy a lot before, and I’ll probably talk about it a lot more in the future even though there are new toys to tell you about, but my Rampant Rabbit is the toy I’m missing the most right now. I’m missing it so…
Selfies
Would you like to know how many selfies I’ve taken with you in mind as the receiver, but never had the balls to send? Too many to count at this point. Tens, definitely. Maybe even hundreds. Some of them are deleted before they even have the chance to see the light of day, but a few of them? I’m dying to send them to you.…
Act A: The Photograph
"Do you remember that photo?" Of course she did. She remembered it the very second the question started to fall from his mouth, just as she did every time he mentioned it. It’s the photo they don't show anyone. The one they both love, but can’t post on social media. It’s a really insignificant photo when you just glance at it, a couple…
Two, Maybe Three Times
“Babe, I’ll be back in a bit. Just getting dinner stuff. Love you!” As soon as I hear the door shut I spring into action, starting by turning the TV down so I can hear if he comes back sooner than expected. I then throw myself on the bed and reach into the bottom drawer of the cabinet, floating my hands over the array of…
Abstinence
Right, quit fucking about now. Fuck me. Or let me fuck you. I don't care which way around it is, I just need to feel your dick inside me and your hands on my naked body and your lips … don’t even get me started on just how much I’ve been thinking about your lips. We’re on eight months-ish of abstinence now. Whatever strength I…
I Fell in Love with a Stripper
It was love at first sight, or maybe it was lust at first sight? Either way, it was something. Her long red hair, the glorious curves of her body, the way she wrapped herself around the metal pole – all of it captivated me. Everything about her was captivating. You could say, I fell in love with a stripper that day.