“In the year since we started fucking how many times have I come inside your body? How many in your cunt?”
A vignette about a year of fluid-bonded fucking.
Literate Kink
Tag: Erotic Stories
“The next time she sees me, though, she arrives at my door not wearing panties. She shows me this as soon as she’s inside my flat…”
A vignette about nudity, with or without clothes.
“The act calls for a dozen knives. One by one they thud into place, so close that I can feel the cold of their steel almost-but-not-quite touching my flesh.”
A short story about the feelings of a knife-thrower’s assisstant.
“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.
“She can be, when she chooses, a recalcitrant schoolgirl – brattish and sly and convinced of her cleverness…”
A vignette about the different roles that a kinky couple inhabit.
“The first time I hit her she grabs the tree in front of her. Squeaks. Wraps her arms around it and presses her face to the bark. Blood already.”
A vignette about a birching in the woods.
“After she has successfully kept herself from puking three times we switch position…”
A vignette about gagging while learning to deep throat.
“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
“At once there is electricity between them. Innervation. An excitatory impulse as old as consciousness.”
A vignette dedicated to a neuroscientist.
“As the cane bites, she reaches reflexively back and digs her fingers into the soft flesh over her hip…”
A vignette about expressions of pain.