Writing smut since I was a teen. Love the word smut - it's in its own groove, somewhere between erotica and porn. Writing the stuff is a sort of mental masturbation - getting off on your own words and hoping others do too. Me? Male, straight, getting on in years. Love women, fascinated by their underwear and what it hides (or fails to hide).
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"One Month" by Smutwriter Copyright July 2010 They’d bought them, one for each other, as little anniversary presents. Not really much of an anniversary, one month, but what a month it had been. In his apartment he held his out at arm’s length, stretched between forefinger tips. He grinned; there was nothing of it. Two floors down she hung hers from a finger and gazed in surprise at...
Added 30 Oct 2010 | Category Fetish
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"The Pussyholic" Part 2 by Smutwriter Copyright October 2010 When she re-emerged she looked much the same. Perhaps her makeup had been retouched, her eyes looked darker, bigger and surely her lipstick brighter, whatever, she looked lovely. He sat and watched her. She went to the chair where he’d sat and picked up his beer and drank the half-glass that remained. “An orgasm like that leaves...
Added 29 Oct 2010 | Category Straight Sex
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“The Pussyholic” by Smutwriter Copyright October 2010 Pussyholic, that would describe him quite well he thought. His meeting with Suzanne was therefore fortuitous for both of them. She had a pussy that craved attention. A neglected pussy, neglected for twenty-eight years and several months or at least lacking the attention it deserved. That was the way she saw it. Simon’s love...
Added 28 Oct 2010 | Category Straight Sex
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"Wet My Pet" by Smutwriter Copyright October 2010 Eleven-thirty and Celia was feeling tired, her bed was beckoning. The gentle knock at her apartment door was an unwelcome interruption. She peeped through the little spyhole and saw Stephan looking back. A little reluctantly, she opened the door. "What d'you say to a midnight swim?" he whispered. "Pool doesn't open till next week." "I've...
Added 27 Oct 2010 | Category Fetish
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