Training for a marathon

I’m really missing my laptop, but despite this there are a thousand filthy thoughts whirling around in my head so I’ve attempted to get some...

Tits in the snow

It’s the final day of February Photofest, and this means that somehow I’ve taken and posted twenty-eight photographs this month. At the start of the...

The uses of books: Girl Up

Recently I bought a heap of truly fabulous books, which I’m happily devouring on train journeys and in spare moments before the start of lectures....

The smell of my cunt

Somewhere, there is a guy who insists that I have stolen a pair of his boxers. I haven’t, but considering the number of times I...

These knickers

I’ve previously written a piece of festive themed filth about guys in knickers, but it’s something incredibly hot and is likely to come up again...

These boots were made for…

I am not sure how I missed the deadline for submitting a post for the last Kink of the Week topic, but I was absolutely...

The moon and stars

Happy New Year’s Eve! I’m starting the year as I intend to go on: writing my blog, taking naked photos, feeling confident and sexy. I...

The dress rehearsal

I had already planned and started writing this post when I realised it would fit rather well with the current Kink of the Week prompt....

Sundays are for showers

Sundays are for sleepy spooning. Sundays are for sweet, slow screwing. Sundays are for snuggling on the sofa. Sundays are for spanking your sub when...