“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.
Literate Kink
Tag: True Sex Stories
“When he puts her on her knees in front of him and fills her mouth with his prick, she changes…”
A vignette about engaging in foreplay.
“But today she’s a dog. Quietly playful. Eager to please. Adoring. Happy. And today she heels instead…”
A vignette about taking a walk in the woods.
“Without a record of the things we do together those things become less precise. They lose their edges…”
A vignette about keeping a play diary.
“Look at me. Sir? At me. At you. Who do you belong to? To you. To me? Yes. You. Yours.”
A verbatim transcription of a discussion about ownership.
“The day comes when he tells her that she no longer needs to lower her gaze when she is around him…”
A vignette about high protocol BDSM play.
A short essay on the joy of finding new lovers online.
“She rises from between his legs with a mouth full of his come, satiny slick on her tongue…”
A vignette about learning to drool more freely.
“The first thing I know is a sensation of intense arousal – an absolute, blind, urgent need which yanks me up from sleep towards the surface of consciousness like a life preserver.”
A vignette about waking up in the middle of the night, horny.
“He laughs. She laughs. There is a silence between them, but it’s not awkward anymore. He finds himself examining the curves of her body within her dress.”
A short story about an encounter at a New Year’s Eve party.