The second plug is thinner but longer, a series of balls of graduating sizes. When I look at it I can see my face reflected five times, small and then bigger and bigger still, each of them grinning. I push it inside me, needing a surprising degree of force, a fair amount of lube and…
I’ve had a difficult day- they’re all difficult days right now, aren’t they? I called in sick to work because I woke up feeling like I had a wet towel slung over my heart for no real reason I could put my finger on, knowing that if anyone were to be angry down at the…
Red is just pink for girls who haven’t worked out what they are yet.
He murmurs in a low voice into my ear as he fucks me. Did you write anything while I was away? Pinned beneath him, my face mashed into the pillow, I turn my head towards him to speak. No, I say. I’m halfway through one thing, but I can’t finish it. I’ve run out of…
I was woken up at 0745 yesterday morning by a very loud banging at the door. Hair askew, eyes crusted shut, I wandered into my entrance lobby to make sure that the noise of fists hitting wood wasn’t coming from the flats either side of mine, but no- someone needed to speak to me, and…
Phew. Well, this is fun, isn’t it? It was nice that we were briefly able to tell ourselves that 2021 would be less of a pile of dried out dog turds in the corner of a muddy garden, but that was but a dream. The world is fucked! Completely fucked. I don’t even really know…
A few months ago @crookednuts asked a question on Twitter. It was a good question and I have thought about it a lot since. Do you think you've already had the best sex you'll ever have? Or do you think the best is yet to come? — Stu Nugent (@CrookedNuts) October 26, 2020 My immediate…
I love these boots. I love zipping them up over my calves, I love pulling them them up towards my thighs and gingerly standing up. I love knowing what it’s like to see the world from that vantage point- they add four inches to my height but I feel 6 feet tall. They change the…
It didn’t take long for me to re- read my New Year’s Day post and start picking holes in it, looking for gaps and inconsistencies. I missed out a very important resolution- buy a dress that makes my tits look absolutely cracking– so I need to edit that one in for starters. The second thing…
Every year I say I don’t do resolutions and then come up with a list of things I want accomplish for the next year that are completely indistinguishable from resolutions. I mean, maybe not: the thing I object to most about standard New Year’s Resolutions is that they tend to focus on really societally approved…