“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.
“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
“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.
“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.
“We only fucked once during a burn. It was at the end of March, winter only just having given way to spring. The cold was almost numbing in its intensity.”
A short story about fucking, and fire.
“When we first met she was vague about her past experience. She minimised it. She’d done a few things here and there, she said. Nothing serious.”
A vignette about secrets, group sex, and things that happen at parties.
A short essay about the joys and difficulties of hooking up with strangers in London.