Category Archives: Filthy ones

I give up/Give me a load of your cum

I’m obsessed, at the moment, with cum. Massive quantities of it. The sensation of it on my skin and the pulsing twitch of someone’s dick as they dump a huge load of cum deep inside me. When we’re fucking these days, I can’t resist begging for it: I want your cum; fill me with cum; give me your cum; please, cum.

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Sniffing underwear: Teen angst and the smell of his Calvins

I never used to fantasise about sniffing underwear. Even during my horniest moments, when I was in the early stages of learning what turned me on, and discovering the answer was ‘everything’, it never occurred to me to try and get hold of a guy’s underwear and hold it over my face, breathing in the heady scent of his cock. Until one day, a boy I was in love with came to visit, and left his underwear behind when he departed…

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First time rimming: he wants to worship her ass

This week’s blog is a bit of a special one, because it came out of a request from a lovely Patreon, who asked me if I could write something about rimming. As it was a custom story, I wouldn’t usually publish it here, but they kindly gave me permission to share it with you. This means I get to share a story that was super-fun to write, as well as a bit of a challenge. I don’t usually write much about rimming because I don’t have a lot of personal experience of it, so I decided to write about first time rimming and the hotness of working your way into the headspace of someone else’s kink. It also means I get to not-so-subtly hint that you should totally support me on Patreon if you like my work and can afford to chip in a bit to keep me going. It’s here in audio as well as text, because I really like saying ‘worship her ass’ out loud.

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Jealousy fuck: I’m angry because you’re mine

This story is an addition to the ‘emotional fucks‘ series: jealousy fuck. With many thanks to the reader who suggested adding something like this to the pile! 

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He can’t come and I don’t care

He can’t come. Not now. It’s three in the morning and we’re both exhausted. He can’t come. But I sit on his cock anyway.

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