“We fucked in one of those sunbeams. The moss was soft, springy. Oozing wet. She took off her dress, unbuckled her jeans and pushed them down.”
A vignette about fucking in the forest.
Literate Kink
“We fucked in one of those sunbeams. The moss was soft, springy. Oozing wet. She took off her dress, unbuckled her jeans and pushed them down.”
A vignette about fucking in the forest.
“This boy’s come, however, was much more watery. Sleek and sweet and thin, leaking out of her mouth…”
Part two of a story about Chloe, who likes sucking cock
“He’ll apologise the first time he puts a hand on your breasts. He’ll take it away. You’ll both laugh. He’ll put it back.”
A vignette about meeting again after quarantine.
“In the days after giving her first ever blowjob, Chloe couldn’t stop thinking about it…”
Part two of a story about Chloe, who likes sucking cock
“Chloe’s life changed the night she gave her first blowjob…”
Part one of a story about Chloe, who likes sucking cock
“From the moment I start to touch her until the moment we are done she moans in a throaty, regular rhythm. Her eyes are shut, her head thrown back.”
A brief list of observations on varying female coital vocalisations.
“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.
“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 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.
“Her cunt, however, is inert. It is quiet, unchanging. A smooth and closed-seeming entrance to her body…”
A vignette about quietly observing someone’s cunt.