This fabulous ravishment fantasy is written and read by JM Seaborn, and originally appeared on his website. Note that it contains elements of consensual non-consent, and the use of ‘Daddy’ as an honorific. Everyone in this story is a consenting adult. 

“There is a list,” she whispered. I almost didn’t hear her. She said it after a long and gorgeous kiss. She said it just as my teeth were sinking into her throat. I didn’t ask what she meant. I knew she was answering a question from an hour ago.

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This fantastic essay about putting things in your mouth is written and read by the sublime Robyn of RobynEatsEverything, and it originally appeared on their website. Once you’ve enjoyed the smut here (as text or audio – click ‘play’ above!), click the link at the end if you’d like to read part two…

The first time I ever sucked dick, we’d just been to McDonald’s and it tasted like strawberry milkshake. It was actually my first time in a McDonald’s too; what a day.

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Today’s guest blog is a beautifully written and deeply hot fantasy about making someone into a silent, convenient fuckdoll. It’s got all the kink accoutrements that I know many of you love: leather, bondage, suspension, intensity, anal, vulnerability and more. One of the things it doesn’t include is any pre-scene negotiation or safety recommendations though. This is because it’s a fuckdoll fantasy rather than a how-to manual for life: it is based on real play, and a real-life dynamic, but the suspension/being left alone is an addition. Please bear that in mind if you want to create similar scenes with your own partners in future: if this appeals, you have to do the groundwork. And it’s so hotly written, weaving cold medical language with deep intimacy and pulsing desire that I’m pretty sure it’ll appeal to a hell of a lot of you…

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This gorgeous story about fucking a hot guitarist is written and read by Carolyna Luna, and originally appeared on her website. 

Ah, Blondie’s! I fucking loved that place. I always arrived before ten to snag a prime spot at the bar. It was the best vantage point to enjoy the local bands that frequently played there. It was also where Sheila, the bartender, liked to lean whenever she could sneak in a break to offer naughty banter. That night was no different.

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I don’t want to hop onto the traditional relationship escalator – the societal script that dictates broadly how committed relationships are supposed to play out, gradually escalating from ‘dating’ through ‘exclusivity’ and onward towards cohabitation, marriage, babies and beyond. Although I’m definitely still open to stuff like living together and owning a joint home, I’ve been burned so thoroughly on both of these things that I’m not keen to leap back in unless there’s a really compelling reason/guy. But that’s not to say that escalation in and of itself is bad. Here’s an alternative relationship escalator.

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