“Some of the liquid slips down her throat despite his injunction. She can’t help it. His cock forces it down into her…”
A vignette about a wet and messy facefucking.
“Some of the liquid slips down her throat despite his injunction. She can’t help it. His cock forces it down into her…”
A vignette about a wet and messy facefucking.
“It makes a very satisfying sound. A heavy thud – each one followed by a snort of laughter from her.”
Five short vignettes about five different spanking implements.
“We fuck without a condom, but she asks me not to come inside her. I am inside her until the last moment before I come.”
A vignette about the many different kinds of cumshot.
“Later you fuck, roughly and at length. You think that it might be the last time. She bites your arm and you pull her hair, driving into her…”
A short story about sex and social media.
“Because she’s on her period, and because I know she is more sensitive when she’s on her period, I want to hurt her. I look for ways to hurt her.”
A vignette about a walk and some casual sadism.
“With about a hundred miles left to cover, she hitched up her skirt to around her waist and sunk a hand between her legs.”
A vignette about a roadtrip.
“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.
“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.