The Stand In
The shoulders were about right, she thought. The height – perhaps he was an inch or two shorter – but that didn’t matter for much. Weight is something she’d never been good at estimating but perhaps this man was carrying just a little more muscle than was ideal. Giving her drink a clockwise quarter turn, […]
Apple Ginger Rolls – An R Rated Recipe
(For the dough) 1 cup warm milk (110 degrees F/45 degrees C) 2 eggs, room temperature 1/3 cup margarine, melted 4 1/2 cups bread flour 1 teaspoon salt 1/2 cup white sugar 2 1/2 teaspoons instant dry yeast (For the filling) 3/4 cup brown sugar, packed ¼ cup white sugar 2 tablespoons ground ginger 1 […]
Amnesia’s Heart
There was once a little girl whose father was a wicked wizard who could turn gold into dross and back again. She, of course knew nothing of this. She lived in a grand house on a grand hill, in a grand city. One day, an old man came to the house to speak to her […]
Salt of the Earth
Once upon a time there was a woman whose tears did not taste of salt. Of course, having tasted no one else’s tears, she had no idea this was unusual. Being fortunately born, she never had much cause to cry in self-pity, but a sad story, a poignant image or a melancholy tune could make […]
Escape Velocity
In the no man’s land a mile above some unnamed piece of terrain, only God knew what time it was. The aircraft creaked and hummed in the gentle turbulence, the darkened cabin smelled of precooked meals and filtered air. That great metal bird, with slumbering strangers tucked neatly in its metal belly, carried me towards […]
Extremely Filthy Haiku
For those of you who visit my blog, but aren’t on twitter, or don’t follow me there, I thought I’d offer you the product of a mad twitter Haiku binge that played itself out on our main timeline this morning. Primarily it started as a duel between @mols_erotica and myself, using the #haikunastiness hashtag. However, […]
Twitter Fiction: What You Want (#twittersmut) Part 4
That first thrust felt so fucking good. Everything I had imagined it would be. Fiercely hot, impossibly tight – she had the angriest cunt I’d ever been in. It was monstrous, delicious. I ploughed into her over and over, bracing myself against the back of the sofa, lifting her until the blood rushed to her […]
Twitter Fiction: What You Want (#twittersmut) Part 3
It took me a moment to work up an appropriate reaction. My cock twitched to life, like the predicable, mindless moron it was. I took in the display: the petulant expression beneath the tangle of curls; her nipples, small and nearly black against the skin of her small breasts; her hips canted, pushing out the […]
Twitter Fiction: What You Want (#twittersmut) Part 2
There was no way to read her acceptance. I puzzled it as we walked along the wide, silent boulevard. The pride of the French who had colonized the place, Le Duan was deserted at midnight. Only the occasional passing motorcycle shot through the thick, humid silence. We didn’t talk and, every so often, I glanced […]
Twitter Fiction: What You Want (#twittersmut) Part 1
Writer’s note: This has been slightly edited from its original Twittered version, because writing on the fly is fun, but not as polished as I can bear allowing to live on my site. “This is what you want, isn’t it?” she said, tugging my hand down the front of her skirt and pressing it home […]