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The Jizz Wizard 🏳️‍⚧️
@peetersteele.bsky.social
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Writer of smut.

https://www.literotica.com/authors/TheJizzWizard/works/stories & https://archiveofourown.org/users/TheJizzWizard

https://buymeacoffee.com/thejizzwizard & https://ko-fi.com/thejizzwizard

+18 only NSFW account. 44 yr old she/her Lesbian
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The Jizz Wizard 🏳️‍⚧️ @peetersteele.bsky.social · 6d
Third chapter now live of my saucy (ok, filthy and incredibly explicit) Star Trek porno fic.

Dilithium Nights by TheJizzWizard - Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (TV), Star Trek archiveofourown.org/works/79184096 via @ao3org
Lt. La'An Noonien-Singh, with her hair down and holding a glass of red wine.
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sissyjoyce.bsky.social
Make me go viral and i'll date you 🏳️‍⚧️🤭
February 18, 2026 at 8:21 AM
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contextgillian.bsky.social
Gillian Anderson
February 18, 2026 at 7:19 AM
peetersteele.bsky.social
Megan Thee Stallion Rides My Face in a Mitsubishi Starion, a fanfiction translesbian quickie is now available on literotica! www.literotica.com/s/meg-thee-s...
Meg Thee Stallion Fanfic - Fan Fiction & Celebrities - Literotica.com
Megan thee stallion rides my face in a Mitsubishi Starion.
www.literotica.com
February 18, 2026 at 7:37 AM
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nthlwd.bsky.social
QRP with a gyaru 💅✨️
Cherry as a blonde, tan gyaru in a pink slingkini tang a butt focused selfie
February 18, 2026 at 6:13 AM
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laurenpburka.bsky.social
Stavros is the foster son of Didac Beneloi, Viscount of Tanmar. His parents died in a fever epidemic when he was seven. He became the friend and loyal guard of the heir, Aurelian. When Aurelian turned 18, the viscount forbade Stavros from falling in love with him. It was too late.
charliedeltawrites.bsky.social ❄️Charlie (Chelizabeth) Delta ☃️ @charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 21h
Tell me more about your #AwesomeCharacters

Deuteragonist day!

How did they meet your protagonist and/or get involved in the plot?

Was it a chance encounter or planned? Was it an ordinary day for them?

Was getting involved good for them, or a problem?

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
February 18, 2026 at 12:46 AM
peetersteele.bsky.social
#SLUDGEPIT a short armpit fetish story (lesbian) www.literotica.com/s/women-in-l... #R
Women in Love - Fetish - Literotica.com
A short lesbian armpit fetish story.
www.literotica.com
February 18, 2026 at 12:25 AM
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tdcloud.bsky.social
Bonus project for #sludgepit since I'm toying with this short story as well.

🍄 eroguro
🍄 vore
🍄 visceral pantheon
🍄 divine incest
🍄 the kind of cannibalism Vessel is actually singing about in all those Sleep Token songs

#wip #dr #h
A muted moodboard with graphics of mushrooms, pomegranates, and teeth. Text: GODFLESH; a morbid pantheon | cannibalism | eroguro | hunger x decay. “Hunger is just want that’s grown teeth,” came the next crooning lilt, the next wave of fetid, romantic waft. The rot clung to Hunger’s lips and Decay could do nothing but stare. “Should I show you, sweet Cousin? Should I venerate you properly for a change?”
February 17, 2026 at 4:21 PM
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jlgeorge.bsky.social
#sludgepit? Oh, go on then.

Now querying: The Brotherhood of Vultures, #wip, #f, #h.

Dannyboy's spent his life harvesting the souls of the dead, a loyal member of the Brotherhood, but now he's haunted by his very own ghost -- a dead lover bent on uncovering the rot at the organisation's heart.
Adult dark fantasy 97,000 words Found family (derogatory) Misplaced loyalties Harvesting the souls of the dead for profit Ghosts (wet) Here for a bad time *nu-metal playing* Don’t worry, the cat is fine The story: The Brotherhood of Vultures is Dannyboy Bevan’s whole world. When his comrade and sometime lover, CJ, is caught spilling Brotherhood secrets to the police, Dannyboy willingly helps carry out the sentence – death. The Brotherhood hides in the shadows of the everyday world and harvests the souls of the dead for profit, a precarious existence that has forged a tight-knit makeshift family. Its leader, Marcie, took Dannyboy in when he’d lost everything else and he’s been her faithful right hand ever since. His loyalty is tested when CJ’s angry ghost claws its way back from the grave. CJ claims the Brotherhood is rotten at the core and will haunt Dannyboy until he does something about it. At first, Dannyboy is reluctant to snoop, but Marcie’s behaviour grows increasingly shady. He starts to suspect that she’s harbouring dark secrets and that CJ may have been innocent after all. He has two options, neither of them good: cling to his old loyalties and fail his lover once again – or uncover the truth, even if it means burning down the only family he has. The Brotherhood of Vultures JL George
February 17, 2026 at 4:27 PM
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ambooneauthor.bsky.social
Heard there was a #sludgepit happening, so I'm throwing my hat in the ring.

A vampire noble finds themselves swept into a conspiracy after being gifted a low-blood criminal as a so-called bodyguard.

#A #P #OV #POC #TR #LGBT #PNR #D

Can be read on KU here: www.amazon.com/dp/B0F2SJZ1B4
A trope image for the book Bound by Blood (Bound Duet Book One) by A.M. Boone. The cover has a half-Native-American man with long black hair holding an African-American nonbinary person with short curly hair by the waist. There's roses in front of them, and a gate, moon, and cityscape in the back. The tropes are: - enemies to lovers - trans rep - vampire politics - magical bonding - unhinged4unhinged - morally gray MC x morally black LI - touch them and die - poc rep - high spice
February 17, 2026 at 4:27 PM
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monterothorne.com
Behold my upcoming M/M superhero fantasy erotic novel: THE HERO'S ASSISTANT

Trapped in another dimension with an alternate version of his adopted father, it's EXACTLY what you think it is.

Subscribe to my newsletter to be the first to know when it fully releases in June!

#sludgepit #wip #e
A cover image of the Hero's Assistant surrounded by text pointing to it: Mind Fuckery, Age Gap, A Cry For Help From the Author, Black Trans MC, Women's Wrongs, 80,000+ Words of Literal Daddy Issues. Below it says "First in M/M Duology Superhero Fantasy Erotic Romance" and above is "#Sludgepit." The cover says "the hero's asssitant, book one, "He's like a son to me, he lies," by Montero Thorne." It contains eye banners of the three main characters: Dr. Dream, Bez, and Dr. Dream Bezarius Glenn Dream is very good at his job. He helps the most popular superhero in the country stay at the top of the charts by being his publicist, manager, research partner, and even his housekeeper. But when Bez accompanies Dr. Dream on his latest dimensional trip, things don't go quite as expected. Trapped in another dimension with no way home and a version of Dr. Dream he doesn't recognize, Bez's latest challenge won't be surviving the giant sea goddess who has a grudge against him--it'll be keeping his hands to himself.
February 17, 2026 at 4:34 PM
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jlgeorge.bsky.social
#sludgepit #wip #h #sapphic

Wales, 1897. A nurse at an isolated island hospital finds her patients dying and the island beseiged by grotesque creatures -- who call to her in her lost lover's voice.
Salt Angels Two black and white images, a woman looking out to see and a woman in a white veil praying. Adult horror ~30,000 words Screwed-up sapphics Island isolation Welsh history Body horror This religious revival is not as much fun as it looked Hot girls siarad Cymraeg Wales, 1897. Life as a nurse at Flat Holm Isolation Hospital at the end of the nineteenth century is exhausting, lonely, and involves a veritable ocean of unpleasant bodily fluids. It's a job few women would choose, but Margaret Gwilym isn't most women. Margaret left her home in the Rhondda under a cloud after an entanglement with Dwynwen Pritchard, the wife of a local preacher. Amid the suffocating fervour of a religious revival, Dwynwen's secretive belief in otherworldly creatures she called ‘angels' offered Margaret a glimpse of new possibilities. They fell into a passionate romantic relationship. But strange events swirled around Dwynwen like flies around a corpse, and Margaret began to doubt her own sanity. When Dwynwen's husband discovered their affair, Margaret was heartbroken. The isolated island of Flat Holm seemed like somewhere she might finally be able to heal. For a time, she's content, if not happy. But when her patients begin seeing eerie figures, Margaret recognises the visions they describe from Dwynwen's stories. Then they begin to transform into the strange creatures themselves, vanishing into the sea and leaving Margaret alone. When a letter from the mainland informs her that Dwynwen is missing, Margaret starts to have visions of her own where the ‘angels' call to her in Dwynwen's voice. As she fights to hold onto her humanity, a new possibility takes shape before her - that of undergoing a transformation of her own and joining her lover under the waves. Isolated and helpless in the empty hospital, she starts to wonder: could giving in really be worse than this?
February 17, 2026 at 4:34 PM
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cassidyvonbrandt.bsky.social
Nero, a mechanic, takes advantage of a desperate cyborg with a strangely glitching arm.

🦾 sapphic erotica
⛓️ cyberpunk setting
🦾 futuristic strap-on
⛓️ bondage & d/s
🦾 dubious-to-enthusiastic consent

a short story, coming soon #sludgepit
A blue and purple tinged image of a woman with an artificial left arm. It reads, Glitched Cassidy Vin Brandt
February 17, 2026 at 5:09 PM
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astramachina.bsky.social
Behold‼️

WHITEFISH. An M/M Contemporary Gothic/erotic novella set in the 1980s.

A high school senior must decide whether to continue his beguiling father's legacy, or break away from the horrific cycle baked into the DNA of "American Family Values". It's not as easy as he hopes.

#sludgepit #wip #E
a navy blue 70s car parked on a grassy hill. in white text: whitefish, three cheers for America's sweethearts. as if written on a flash card: sludgepit. "local celebrity (45M) jealous of son's (18M) prom date (17F). is massive fucking loser about it."; He's 18 but like. c'mon man.; There's "toxic" and then there's THIS.; A 1980s American Gothic; WHITEFISH; Smut with plot; cis!M/trans!M; D/S dynamics; "do you WANT him or do you just want to BE him?"-type gender BS; daddy-o/sonny boy; a psychological horror masquerading as a "romance". The resurrection of Bt. Hearst. Vincent Wright, charming, beguiling, and All-American family man—beloved television personality & Whitefish, Montana's Golden Boy—has a secret he will never tell. Milo Wright, high school senior, bully, and rebel without a cause—the son who'd been born a daughter—is determined to exploit it. Milo is off to college in four months. Vincent knows he's never returning home. They might as well play this depraved little game. A contemporary gothic. a three by three moodboard: a diner booth, an open door, someone standing on an old TV, a small mountain town, a beam of light over bed sheets, an 'on air' sign, a 70s TV set up, a person's shadow, a young person laying back on snow with their face hidden by red and black squiggles. on top of the images is a piece of flash card that says "Whitefish, Montana, class of '86"
February 17, 2026 at 6:22 PM
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subvertebra.bsky.social
🩸 MELT (refrain) 🩸

n. the burden of a song.
v. to hold back.
n, again. the burden of a man.

or: is it fine to rejoice in someone's immortality when he never wanted it in the first place?

🌙 #1 in a nonlinear series
🌙 M/M T4T
🌙 yeah it's vampires.

#meltWIP #hotwetqueersummer #hotwetpitch #HR #F #D
A collage of nine images with three colour stories slowly blending together: red, blue-green, and black-and-grey. Overall, they paint a picture of a mysterious, suspenseful urban fantasy focused on people and liminal spaces. At the center bottom is the word "refrain" to match the title. The images are: Red: dripping icicles on an overhang cast in red light like bloody teeth; a night sky with two crescent moons in the center like closed eyes; a dark alleyway lit only at the edges of the entrance by bright red light. Blue-green: a streetlamp casting light on a dark corner of a road; abstract close-up of an eye with a grey pupil, wide iris, and a dark figure reflected in it. Black-and-grey: a dark space with thin industrial lights illuminating tiny portions of it; a dark silhouette of a person against a pale backdrop, with broad shoulders and pulled-back hair. Blended: a night shot of an ultramodern skyscraper framed by two classical-style buildings (specifically the Walkie Talkie in London); a shot glass on a white backdrop, with red liquid neatly poured in it, while a few drops of the same liquid sit to the side
June 5, 2025 at 11:40 PM
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vexcorvine.itch.io
Diving in the #sludgepit (very late, I fear) for the first time with my published novella, MINTY FRESH. #P #H #D
Novel summary in white text against a desaturated backdrop of a grinning, fanged mouth superimposed over a rainy street. The cover art of MINTY FRESH is below and surrounded by descriptions of the book. Summary: “Tell me how you knew about the meeting.” “I din’t.” “Strange,” said the vampire. “You just happened to be there?” “What? Y’think I’m some kinda spy?” Minty laughed, a hiccupy sound. “Man, I fell outta a window.” She brought her hand up and leaned her head over the vampire’s restraining arm to poke the clove cigarette between her lips. “Gotta light?” “No.” “Fuck,” she said, leaning her head against the wall and looking up at the night sky. “Haven’t had wunna these in ages.” The vampire took hold of her face and forced her to look at it. “Answer my questions, and I’ll find you a light.” “I already did.” “Not,” said the vampire, gripping her so tight her breath hitched, “to my satisfaction.” The claws of its free hand dug a little further into her cheeks. Its black and lightless eyes, each with a deep red iris, bore into hers. Funny how she hadn’t noticed the color earlier. In the daylight, as waning as it had been, the vampire’s eyes had been pure black, flat and bottomless. Now they burned. It sobered her in an instant. This was a monster, one always hungry for blood. If it wanted, it could tear her apart and leave her scattered with the rest of the garbage in that piece of shit alley. Not that she didn’t belong there. A thought rose in her mind: Sid was waiting for her. Minty opened her mouth, as if to scream. When the vampire quickly moved to cover her mouth, she bit down as hard as she could. Content descriptions: Alternative title: Araminta’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Featuring: • A butch werewolf • A The Damned shirt • Bad Language • Evil scientists • Forgotten clove cigarette • Goth vampires • Medical abuse • Murder and mayhem • Vent-crawling shenanigans • Werewolf kid with PTSD Book excerpt in white text with a red outline against a layered, desaturated backdrop of a rainy street viewed from an alley and a staring bright red eye. Excerpt: “Tell me how you knew about the meeting.” “I din’t.” “Strange,” said the vampire. “You just happened to be there?” “What? Y’think I’m some kinda spy?” Minty laughed, a hiccupy sound. “Man, I fell outta a window.” She brought her hand up and leaned her head over the vampire’s restraining arm to poke the clove cigarette between her lips. “Gotta light?” “No.” “Fuck,” she said, leaning her head against the wall and looking up at the night sky. “Haven’t had wunna these in ages.” The vampire took hold of her face and forced her to look at it. “Answer my questions, and I’ll find you a light.” “I already did.” “Not,” said the vampire, gripping her so tight her breath hitched, “to my satisfaction.” The claws of its free hand dug a little further into her cheeks. Its black and lightless eyes, each with a deep red iris, bore into hers. Funny how she hadn’t noticed the color earlier. In the daylight, as waning as it had been, the vampire’s eyes had been pure black, flat and bottomless. Now they burned. It sobered her in an instant. This was a monster, one always hungry for blood. If it wanted, it could tear her apart and leave her scattered with the rest of the garbage in that piece of shit alley. Not that she didn’t belong there. A thought rose in her mind: Sid was waiting for her. Minty opened her mouth, as if to scream. When the vampire quickly moved to cover her mouth, she bit down as hard as she could.
February 17, 2026 at 10:25 PM
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vexcorvine.itch.io
My second and last #sludgepit offering is my vampire noir DEAD ENDS #WIP #H #D I'm working hard on it, but currently my most realistic estimate is it will be out sometime in 2027. I'm very excited about this one.
A summary and then excerpt in white text on a black background with a reflective red sheen. DEAD ENDS A town without a name, populated by monsters trying to stay forgotten. A vampire without a name trying to lose its past. A young man with a talent for going unseen, looking for his missing ex-lover. A murdered nightclub singer. A missing werewolf. When a vampire without a name and an witch without a coven meet, it’s hate at first sight. But to find what they each need, they’ll have to put that aside and work together. Trouble is, they both have their respective pursuers, and in a town like this, everybody knows your scent. Excerpt: The vampire did not bother with niceties. It did not prepare the woman’s flesh with the healing secretions of its tongue, or draw a neat slit with a sharp claw from which to gently lap her blood. It bit, and it bit deep, and blood flowed into and over its lips and its tongue and slid hot down its cold, cold throat. The vampire’s blood surged. It devoured the heat of the living blood, merging with it like a desperate lover. Soon, too soon, it would all grow cold and begin to rot once again. But for now, the vampire felt warm. It would never feel alive.
February 17, 2026 at 11:06 PM
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waxpackglam.bsky.social
Françoise Mellor, 1985 Topps WWF style.
'80s pin-up Françoise Mellor posing nude with an explicit view reclining outdoors in snow. Presented as a parody of a 1985 Topps WWF trading card.
February 17, 2026 at 11:38 PM
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mrdfblair.bsky.social
I really dislike the amount of wealth porn in erotica. Usually it comes off as a crutch to me, a way for writers to avoid having to actually be evocative. We know yachts and penthouses are pleasurable so the writer is freed from having to actually describe pleasure.
February 17, 2026 at 11:21 PM
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christinelove.bsky.social
no better time to pick up my cosmic yuri mecha novel that asks questions like "can you truly become a hero who fights against oppressive orthodoxy without it changing who you are?" and also "is it okay if your teacher is REALLY really hot?" while it's 10% off for the rest of the week
Star Sword Nemesis by Love Conquers All Games
mecha betrayal girls love in distant space
loveconquersallgames.itch.io
February 17, 2026 at 4:34 PM
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momolady.bsky.social
Good news everyone! I have tiers on kofi again! Right now there are three tiers that match my Patreon. So if you don't like patreon for any reason, you can now sign up to ko-fi and get the exact same things. Monster smut awaits!

ko-fi.com/momolady/tiers
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February 17, 2026 at 5:12 PM
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hawkun.bsky.social
Protect Ashburg at all costs.

#pixelart #indiegamedev #lowpoly #retrogame
February 17, 2026 at 5:17 PM
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dirkhooper.bsky.social
NEW! Here's my new commissioned cover art for a book about a sex-worker/detective.

I did an hour-long interview with the author to get the details about the main character and her setting right.

Tried to capture the look of a noir pulp novel cover with this piece.

Did I get the noir look right?
February 17, 2026 at 7:01 PM
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mistressmonster.bsky.social
My new erotic shortstory collection was just released. If you like kinky sex, anonymous encounters, and risky public play, all mixed with a generous helping of sassy romance, check it out!

#erotica #transfemme #kinky #nsfw #smut #smutsky #nsfwsky #lesbian #bisexual

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Cruel Romance, Volume 2: Erotic Tales of Darkly Affectionate, Kinky Sex Featuring a Dominant Transwoman and Her Submissive Bisexual Girlfriend - Kindle edition by Monster, Mistress. Literature & Ficti...
Cruel Romance, Volume 2: Erotic Tales of Darkly Affectionate, Kinky Sex Featuring a Dominant Transwoman and Her Submissive Bisexual Girlfriend - Kindle edition by Monster, Mistress. Download it once a...
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February 17, 2026 at 7:23 PM
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reyrider.bsky.social
Using this #sludgepit to announce the next short story in the TOUCH OF DIONYSUS series. Meet MYRON - my first foray into siblings kissing on the mouth (and doing so much more than that hehe) 😈
Hopefully coming to Smashwords in March!

#wip #e #erotica
Graphics and text in various tones of red and orange around a book cover on a black background. The title in thick graffiti-like font reads: "Sludgepit." In each of the corners, different graphics in different tones of red and orange including stars, flowers, and various trash. In the center: a red book cover with the title “MYRON – A Touch of Dionysus” on a dark desaturated background photo of a statue of the god Dionysus next to another person. The cover has veins around the border and an illustrated image of a branch of flowers with two blossoms above the author name, “Rey Rider.” The tropes/tags listed around the cover, pointing at it in orange arrows, read: twinc*st, watching brother get f*cked by a god, first times, nectar lactation (it's back, baby), long time coming (get it?), trans m human x cis m human x genderfluid god, forest s*x, f*cking while getting f*cked On the same background, with the title "Wip snippet," the following excerpt: ""I want to taste you," his brother says, the rasped words barely more than a whisper. "I need to know how you taste, Myron, I need—" But before Myron learns what else his brother needs, Dionysus has taken hold of Kassias' head and nestled his mouth on Myron's c*nt. They gasp, both of them, Myron into the forest, and Kassias into his brother's core. His breath is both hot and cold against the slickness of Myron's heat, sending shivers along his every limb. Kassias looks up at him, their eyes meeting over the swell of Myron's t*ts, and Myron feels a tear escape his eye. Before he can wipe it away, Kassias has buried himself between his folds, taken a deep breath of Myron's most intimate scent, and begun exploring.
February 17, 2026 at 3:02 PM
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reyrider.bsky.social
Also reposting my sludgepit entry from last year!
reyrider.bsky.social Rey Rider | trans erotic author 🏳️‍⚧️ @reyrider.bsky.social · Oct 17
It's time for #sludgepit hosted by @wolfehorror.itch.io 🚮🔞📚

In Their Hands is a 4.5k T4T erotic somno short story out now on Smashwords 🌶

Thank you Wolfe for the slide templates!!

#sludgepit #erotica #published
Graphics and text in various tones of pink around a book cover on a black background. The title in thick graffiti-like font reads: "Sludgepit." In each of the corners, different graphics in different tones of pink including stars, flowers, a mouth, and various trash. The story cover features white sheets with a grainy filter. The title reads: "In Their Hands. A t4t erotic somno short" in white font. At the bottom, in black font, "Rey Rider." A semi-transparent pink border around the cover sets it apart from the background. The tropes and tags, pointing to the cover with pink arrows, read: first-to-second-person PoV, strap-on fu*king, making your own movie, aftercare, eating p*ssy like the MC's life depends on it, established couple, squ*rting, T4T (enby x enby), processing trauma through k*nk. On the same background and with the same title, a rectangular semi-transparent bright overlay with a text body snippet from the story. The text reads: "I know precisely how you would react if you were awake, how you'd curl your back to me, arch your chest forward while crying for me to suck on your tits, how your hands would tangle in my hair, pull slightly until I chastise you. Then you would growl at me, but all of your attempts at projecting any sort of control would go out the window the moment I add two fingers. Not on your clit—not that you wouldn't enjoy it, but what I want right now is to fill you up, so they slide inside you. Between my cock and your cunt's wall, two fingers are hooked, spreading you open for the strap to pound, harder now but at a measured speed, shoving deeper with every moment you don't react."
February 17, 2026 at 5:43 PM