“With about a hundred miles left to cover, she hitched up her skirt to around her waist and sunk a hand between her legs.”
A vignette about a roadtrip.
Literate Kink
Tag: Erotica
“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.
“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.
“Hans stretched his arms above his head between shots. He took long breathes to help his creativity marinate. By the third or fourth outfit change he was grabbing at a pair of braces and a captain’s hat…”
An extract from the sugar dating memoir Dear Mr Andrews by Lotte Latham.
“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.
“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.