There are some kinks that I can’t personally cater to, but that I know a lot of you would enjoy reading about. And, as I am proud to have a larger-than-average number of readers who identify as Massive Nerds, I think Star Trek might be one of them. Today’s guest blogger Adeline Panamaroff offered an extract from a short story about a hot date at the cinema. It’s from a longer piece entitled ‘Breaking Through Nurture To True Nature’ and not only did it press my nostalgic getting-touched-up-in-front-of-a-film buttons, and some buttons that I know will be hot for you to have pressed if you like casual sex and interactions with near-strangers, it also happened to revolve around a Star Trek showing. So, nerds: you’re very welcome. Enjoy this sexy short story!

Note: this story is fiction. In real life you should always be careful, when playing sexually, to ensure you have the consent of those around you. Springing sex on people by surprise is unethical and sometimes pretty traumatic. It is more than possible to enjoy things in fantasy without putting anyone at risk in real life. 

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Partway through a kiss – a good one, a promising one – she breaks off and holds her face close to his. Whispers:

“Just so you know, I don’t fuck on the first date.”

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This gorgeous story about sex and sweat is written and read by Robyn of RobynEatsEverything. Note: this is a work of fiction and a fantasy scenario; please don’t approach Robyn in the gym.

As I lift my arms up above my head, I feel a stream of cool sweat trickling down the nape of my neck, finding a cleft in my skin in which to swim lower between my shoulder blades, the small of my back, and into the gape of my leggings to the valley between my cheeks. The dampness of my skin would suggest the aircon in the gym isn’t working today; there’s no frigid breeze relieving my cherry-red cheeks. Working through this set, I’m more aware of other little streams crawling down my body and pooling in the most uncomfortable places; under my tits, my arse, under my belly, between my thighs.

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This super hot story about fucking the boss is written and read by Robyn, of RobynEatsEverything.

“I’ve always thought your tits would be great to fuck.” His breath is hot in my ear as he whispers this; hot with North London beer, fags, and arrogance.

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This gorgeously impulsive fuck is written and read by Molly Moore.

“Quick!” she said as she took my hand and pulled me into the cubicle with her latching the door behind her and quick she was, a flurry of hands and bodies, her lips on mine as she pressed me up against the wall. Her tongue snaking into my mouth, her kisses urgent and demanding, her body pressing into mine, grinding up against me as if she just couldn’t get enough of me.

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