This stunning post is written and read by Missy of Focused and Filthy. I haven’t been able to share the photos themselves because I have a feeling that might get me in trouble with regards to the UK’s Online Safety Act. If you are browsing from outside the UK though, you click any of the links to see some of the stunning photographs that Missy talks about in this piece. 

She promised to be my model and I’d previously suggested rope so there I was in some skimpy short pyjamas on a Sunday morning with a hangover thinking ‘how do I tie her up?!’ Luckily I knew her body well enough by this point to enjoy threading the soft black rope around her torso. Lining up the strands and pulling her breasts together as I looped it over her shoulders and around her wrists at the back. She stood smiling at me quietly, waiting for me to position her.

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I roll on top of him first thing in the morning. He’s awake, but pretending not to be. As I grip his dick and squeeze gently just below the coronal ridge, it pulses hotter and harder in the palm of my hand. When I start to stroke it, a smile flickers briefly at the corner of his lips. He suppresses it, then feigns a still-sleepy half-stretch to make the angles easier for me to straddle him and hop aboard.

This post is not consensual non-consent. Everything that happens is extremely consensual. However, the fantasy I tell this guy while we’re in bed does have notes of CNC, coercion and fucking-as-punishment. I maintain that it is not a CNC story, rather it is a consensual story about two people who enjoy playing in this fantasy space. It’s a hill my career will probably die upon at some point, but for what it’s worth I think it’s more than possible to present these fantasies in an ethical way, and part of doing that means warning you that you’re about to read something in this vein. 

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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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I am fucking GLEEFUL about bringing you today’s amazing guest work. Not just a written guest blog from the fabulous NymphoStimToy, but audio too, and as a special treat for Halloween this one is creepy as fuck. After her recent incredible guest blog about playing with fear during sex and kink, she offered a piece for the season that would focus on genuinely scaring you. No spoilers, but if you want the full effect get your headphones on and click ‘play’ on the audio. Huge thanks to her for sharing something that manages to be hot, terrifying and atmospheric all at once. I am in awe.

Note that this is a piece of Halloween erotica, and as such it’s designed to play on your fears as well as your fantasies. Expect tentacles, devourment, extremely intense fucking, tongues and teeth and a build-up to something creepy. No spoilers, but if that doesn’t sound like your cup of tea please skip this piece.

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Telling people I’m a sex blogger usually leads to one or two misconceptions: that I am constantly shagging, or that I am shagging in such wildly creative ways that no normal human could keep up with the carnival of kink. But that’s not really what I’m about. I’m not obsessed with the quantity of sex I’m having, nor the depths of any particular depravity. In fact, I reckon I could have relatively vanilla sex once a month and still be eager and intense enough about it – and the fantasies that lead up to or come out of it – to write a passable sex blog. I’m not a nymphomaniac or the kinkiest woman alive: I’m just a plain old sex nerd.

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