July 2018

Continued from Smut Relay Part 4 – Reasons by Hyacinth Jones *** Eleanor sat at the nose of the boat. The sound of the sails fluttering in the warm breeze …

Anyone who knows me, or just reads my blog regularly will know that one of the things I love about summer is wearing dresses with no knickers. It is my …

Welcome to Trolling the Net 69. I am sitting here listening to the rain hoping that this is not the end of our summer. I am sure that sounds dramatic …

She could hear her phone ringing in her bag as I walked down the train to find a seat “Hey baby” he purred into her ear “Hi” she replied a …

He starts off with a few gentle swipes; the leather tails of the duster flogger deliver such a delicious thud that I am instantly pushing my bottom up asking for …

“Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.” ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson I couldn’t agree more. I would love to say this picture is from this week …

Welcome to Trolling the Net 68. Hopefully you have had a good week and are happy the weekend is now here again and have some time for some sexy reading….. …

He pressed her into the corner of the lift pinning her up against the mirrored walls with the weight of his body. Grabbing her face in one of his hands …

It is possibly to write too many pieces about sucking cock? It is a subject that extensively covered here in my blog both in fiction posts and in posts about …

She knew she shouldn’t. If anyone saw her there would be hell to pay. Just the thought of her Daddy’s rage made her blood run cold but it wasn’t enough …

Welcome to Trolling the Net 67. I know I missed last weekends round-up but I was super busy with work stuff and so something had to go on hold but …

Oddly when I wrote the prompt for Kink of the Week I was fairly sure that I would end up writing a piece about how masturbators where just not really …

The cuffs round her wrists and ankles held her firmly in place spread-eagled on the bed beneath him. He contemplated her bare smooth flesh for a moment pondering where to …

In the corner of an English garden beneath the summer blooms lays a woman basking in the heat of the day. Everyone is out. The children at school, her husband …

When I saw he prompt for this week I asked Michael for a suggestion as to what I should do. He told me to go and look for an old …