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…
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So, you’re here for the sex, are you? Make yourselves comfortable, folks, because there’s plenty of it here, and they’re all true sex stories. Good ones. Well, I thought so, anyway.
I really hope you enjoy!
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 infamous. No expense spared even when we couldn’t afford it. Every kind of booze, decoration, and snack imaginable. Fifty-plus people packed into a two-bedroom flat…
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That White Corset
I slipped behind the curtain of the changing room, holding the white corset like it was the most precious thing in the world. It took me a while to get to grips with the hook-and-eye fastenings that ran down the front, and once I’d done it up, I could barely breathe, but… wow. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and barely recognised my own figure. Where had that hourglass come from?!
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Little Lace Thong
Relaxing back into the bed I pondered the new sensation. The more he stuffed inside me, the more aroused I became, and I almost lost my mind when he gently sucked my clit into his mouth. It was almost too multi-sensory – his mouth on my clit, my lace thong inside me, his hands gripping my thighs so hard that I was sure I’d find bruises the next day…
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That Grey Tie
The Fireman and I had been to a themed party, dressed in our fanciest gear. I’d worn the prettiest, floatiest dress and the highest espadrilles I owned. He’d worn a very smart suit with that grey tie that I couldn’t take my eyes off – long before Christian Grey made it a thing.
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Fuck Me on The Pool Table
Today, friends, I’d like to tell you the spicy little story of that time I asked my boyfriend to fuck me on the pool table… in his new place of work. It’s a story of laughs, fucks, and absolutely terrible timing, so settle in and get comfortable. Fuck me on the pool table “Let me show you inside,” he said to me, taking me by the hand and signalling for me to be quiet. I had to stifle a giggle. We were drunk, of course, and one of us –…
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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 at dealing with, my impatience driving me to come even when I’m told not to, so I’ve never paid much attention to the idea of…
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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…
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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 fucking much. I’ve wanked a lot during lockdown, but they’ve been secret, silent, stolen wanks in the shower, or really quietly at my desk when…
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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. I’ve gotten close a couple of times, inserting the image into the message box before promptly deleting it and berating myself for being foolish. I’m…
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