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She fucked another man
This fabulous kinky piece about a dominant getting off on the fact that his partner fucked another man, is written and read by JM Seaborn of Written In Kink. Note that this story contains ‘Daddy’ as an honorific – all participants are consenting adults. Note too that this story plays with jealousy and anger like they’re kink tools, because kink is a space where we can do this, but you should never throw your jealousy or anger at someone in this manner outside of a consensual play space.
She fucked another man.
While I was at work she fucked another man.
While I was writing reports, and holding meetings, and managing stakeholders, she fucked another man. She let him touch her, kiss her, and put his fucking dick in her. She sucked his cock and made him growl and I bet she did the same glassy-eyed smile for him that she does for me when she swallowed his cum.
Guest blog: Watched and face-fucked – my first visit to a sex club
Rule number one in life is you should tell people what you like, because often they’ll give you more of it. I make my love of ‘first time‘ stories known, so when the fabulous sex blogger Missy – from FocusedAndFilthy – had a red-hot post to write about her first visit to a sex club, she knew exactly who (ME ME ME) would go wild for hearing it. Come read her exquisitely horny post about the thrill of being watched as she is spanked, humiliated, and face-fucked in front of a crowd of strangers…
Sunday (part 7): Blow job heaven
This stunning piece is part 7 in a series written and read by Sundial. You can catch up on the rest of the Sunday series here, and you absolutely should because every single episode is fire.
You’re thrusting your hips, my head clamped between your hands and you fuck me hard. Your dick stretching my mouth wide, saliva pooling on my chin, and I’m hyper aware of my discomfort. Knees pressed as they are against the cool, bare hardness of the floor and the angle you’re keeping me at. I’m neither able to sit back to my heels, nor properly rise. My balance is a mess and my thighs are straining.
Acoustic wank: I came using only my hands
It is very rare for me to have an acoustic wank these days. By which I mean ‘be able to orgasm without either getting fucked by an actual human, or using a sex toy’. Gone are the days when I could make myself come using one finger and a tiny rubbing motion on my clit – subtle so as not to disturb a roommate. And we’re decades away from me being able to come with one hand in the shower – kneeling in the bath rather than standing, so I didn’t fall over at any key moments. These days, unless I have a Doxy or a Zumio, ideally with a dildo to accompany it and give me something to clamp round, the chances of me coming before my hand cramps up are slim to fuck-all. Fingers alone are no longer enough. I need more stimulation. And recently I realised that when I say ‘stimulation’, that doesn’t always have to be a sex toy or a cock. It turns out words work too.
Spit in my mouth (and elsewhere)
I want you to spit in my mouth. And crucially, I also think it’s gross when you spit in my mouth. There aren’t many sexual acts about which I have this knife-edge ambivalence. Some things (extreme belting) are hot to me in fantasy but not reality. Others (making out) are incredible in practice but rarely have the power to be wankable when I’m alone. It’s not often I find something that is both desired and disgusting simultaneously but for what it’s worth, spit in my mouth is one of them.