“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
Author: Kristan X
Kristan X is writer and artist based in Edinburgh. He owns and edits Lascivity, a curated collection of kink resources and dirty stories.
He identifies as a natural sadist, but enjoys experimenting with almost any kink or fetish.
He is also mildly neurodivergent - a quality that, for the most part, fits well with the somewhat-formalised nature of BDSM. More about that here.
He writes dirty stories, and makes adult choose-your-own-adventure games.
He's really quite bad at small talk.
“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.
“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.
“He takes off his clothes, kneels in front of her. Forehead to forehead. Not kissing, but agonisingly close to kissing…”
A vignette about fucking as a means of stress relief.
“The texture of come changes once it leaves my body. It’s cloudy at first, streaked with white. Thick and clinging. It will stick to skin. Coat throats. Slick fingers pleasantly.”
A vignette about the many and varied properties of come.