Sex
Now you all know by now that I write from the heart — or maybe a little further south — but I often get asked to interpret other...
Don’t drink too much (that’s an easy one, I don’t really drink. I like cock better than cocktails). Don’t pretend to be much drunker...
Shallow breathsAs she steps closerHis chest rises and fallsSwallowingThe anticipation that floods his mouthHer voiceHypnotic and lowBinding him to her A deep, shuddering inhaleAs her...
I wasn’t expecting to see him again. This unsuitable boy — as a bitchy Londoner, I’d call him a pikey; you might say tinker, or knacker,...
This girl looks exactly like me. The same long, wavy blonde hair. The same blue-grey eyes, the sprinkling of freckles over the bridge of...
Let me start by putting it right out there: I LOVE PORN. Objectively, I think it’s a wonderful thing that everyone can find stuff...
The thing I crave is whatever I can’t have. Not the thing itself, you understand; it’s the craving I crave. Lust, power, pain, pleasure,...
You might mistake it for an ordinary party, if not for the raised platform in the middle of the room. A carnal altar, around...
“Happy birthday, babe…” I’m woken by Johnny whispering in my ear, followed by the pop of a champagne cork. He hands me a chilled...
I’d never cheated before, but I was just so fucking bored. Lights off missionary sex once a month is not really my idea of...
