“The first sample was (to my immense smugness) extremely healthy. Motile, they said. Well-directed. My sperm were competent little swimmers.”
A short story about being a sperm donor.
Literate Kink
“The first sample was (to my immense smugness) extremely healthy. Motile, they said. Well-directed. My sperm were competent little swimmers.”
A short story about being a sperm donor.
An introduction to Lorals, a new wearable alternative to dental dams for barriered oral sex.
“In the first week she tries to refrain as much as possible. She is afraid that if she overuses this newfound ability it will disappear as quickly as it came…”
A short story about suddenly being able to come.
“She parts her lips and her lithe tongue wraps around the tips of my fingers. Takes the piece of cake from me into the warm soft interior of her mouth.”
A vignette about the joys of feeding.
“Hans stretched his arms above his head between shots. He took long breathes to help his creativity marinate. By the third or fourth outfit change he was grabbing at a pair of braces and a captain’s hat…”
An extract from the sugar dating memoir Dear Mr Andrews by Lotte Latham.
“It’s like these things are happening. As if, by saying each thing they are already doing each thing. For a brief moment the act is already happening in her head…”
A vignette about the act of negotiation.
“The plug, glistening with lube, goes onto the bedside table. She gets down on her knees and bends over the bed.”
A vignette about getting ready for a date.
“She has a wide range of expression while she’s being caned. For the first strokes she’s loud. Loud exhales. Pleading yelps…”
A vignette about a long and brutal caning
“She doesn’t feel nervous until the stranger touches her. It’s the feel of his hands that does it. They are different from her husband’s hands.”
A vignette about fucking a stranger in a hotel room.
“In order to speak into her ear, he must place a hand on the side of her face and push her cheek gently into the pillow…”
A vignette about ears and talking dirty.