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Guest blog: Bring your bear claws and rope
Yes, of course, we should all move on and away from those who have done us harm or with whom we’ve realised longer relationships won’t work out. But sometimes there’s no substitute for fucking someone who knows you really well – your body, your kinks, the things that make you squirm and come. I think today’s guest blogger and I are similar in this regard. The fabulous LM is back with another incredibly hot blog post about fucking her ex – this time with a selection of kinky acoutrements, at least one of which I never realised could be applied in such a sexy context. Please give her a really warm welcome, and check out some of her other incredible guest blogs by following the links in the post!
Train guard: face-fucked for fare dodging
It took twelve journeys in the end. I only got fined on three of them, but still – three hundred quid is a pretty hefty blow. Worth it though, to find the guy. The one train guard who’d let me off a fare in exchange for a grope of my tits and a sloppy face-fuck.
This one’s erotic fiction, obviously. I wrote it while I was on a train, which is why that train line gets a mention, but I assure you the guard was incredibly polite and I slammed my laptop shut at light-speed when he came to check my (valid) ticket. Note that this story might contain elements of coercion, if it weren’t for the carefully-written thousand-word intro that I stuck on the front of it to make it a bit more consensual. Feel free to ignore it if you like the non-con/dub-con stuff, or revel in it if you like your stories more consensual and your heroines more gleefully slutty.
Sleeping and waking: Woken with a blow job
This gorgeous piece on waking him with a blow job is written and read by Molly Moore. Note that this piece involves sleep sex – an activity you should never do without the express prior consent and enthusiasm of your partner.
When I wrote this piece, Michael and I were still in a long distance relationship. He was in the USA and I was here. Later that month he would get his VISA and move here and 18 months of mainly being apart would finally come to an end. We used to sleep together on Skype but because of the time difference he would get to watch me sleep during his evening and I would do the same during my morning. I wrote this whilst watching him sleep.
Guest blog: Slutty Cinderella does a very thorough job
I’m not gonna lie, I absolutely lost my mind at one key moment in this piece. Nearly slid right off my office chair and onto a crumpled, horny heap on the floor. Please welcome back the fabulous Komplicated Kitty, who some of you might remember from her red-hot piece ‘bring it, babe‘ back in November. She’s here today with an account of another intensely sexy BDSM scene, in which her Master orders her into her collar, and then to go clean the kitchen floor. Read on for humiliation, degradation and one very slutty Cinderella…
My legs are longer than my patience
This gorgeous kinky story is written and read beautifully by The Barefoot Sub, and originally appeared on her website.
“Be there by 7.30pm, I’ll arrive shortly before 7.45pm and I need you naked when I get there.”