“I looked down at her once more. I should, I thought, say something. Warn her. But I couldn’t seem to find the words. And then I was coming.”
A short story about receiving a blowjob in a parked car.
Literate Kink
Author: Kristan X
Kristan X is writer and artist based in Edinburgh. He owns and edits Lascivity, a curated collection of kink resources and dirty stories.
He identifies as a natural sadist, but enjoys experimenting with almost any kink or fetish.
He is also mildly neurodivergent - a quality that, for the most part, fits well with the somewhat-formalised nature of BDSM. More about that here.
He writes dirty stories, and makes adult choose-your-own-adventure games.
He's really quite bad at small talk.
A brief memoir about making a user manual for a fuckbuddy.
“It hurts when he first puts his cock in her. Hurts a lot – as though he’s splitting open some long-sealed place in the pit of her belly.”
A vignette about adjusting to painful penetration.
“She will correct herself whenever she flags, if she can. She will exhale through her nose – sharp, staccato breaths.”
A schema for creative cruelty.
“She is shivering slightly – in others this would be a sign of nervousness, but I know that she is excited, eager.”
Three short vignettes about three different kinds of pleasurable pain.
A personal essay on the experience of being both neurodivergent and kinky.
“She seems almost a different woman from the one he fucked last night. Back then she was animal: hair loose, eyes burning.”
A short story about the morning after.
“She had yelped at the sudden absence of him in her cunt. And then again when he tightened his grip on her left leg and struck her, hard, on her inner thigh with his other open palm.”
A short story about beautiful bruises.
“She fumbled with my belt. I undid it as she pulled down her shorts. Urgent now. She bent forwards and I found that part of her with the tip of my cock.”
A vignette about fucking in a very public place.
“He can watch as he puts a hand around her throat. Enjoy simultaneously the smell of her hair and the look on her face and the feeling of her body held tight against his…”
A vignette about fucking in front of a mirror.