About me
- Gender
- I'm like if a tomboy was also a tomgirl
- Birthday
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- Location
- Hinterlands of the fascist empire
- Homepage
- https://twitter.com/KesWritesSmut
Get to know me better
- When I'm not writing erotica I like to
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be gay and do crime
- When I'm not reading erotica I like to read
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sci-fi, fantasy, revolutionary literature
- My favorite word for "penis" is
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Cock
- My favorite word for "vagina" is
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Pussy
- I write erotica because
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my art knows no boundaries
- In conclusion, I am
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a radical degenerate sex wizard
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A safe place
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 15 in Secret Masochist
Happy. Satisfied. Safe. Your pussy is full of your stepdad’s cum. Your head rests on his chest, his arm wrapped around you holding you close, legs intertwined. His warmth makes you forget ever feeling cold. His solid body is a sanctuary, making the world feel stable and sane. His...
5 months ago 3,784 Words 19 Likes 337 Views -
Running in circles
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 14 in Secret Masochist
You don’t do things; things happen to you. The alarm on your phone wakes you up. Mechanical arousal puts your fingers on your sex and produces a dull orgasm. Pressure within demands you relieve it, and emptiness inside demands you fill it. Some remote sense of obligation dresses...
8 months ago 5,220 Words 16 Likes 548 Views -
Shadows of the Past
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 13 in Secret Masochist
You’re walking to school, skies grey and yet you’re surrounded by shadows. Or are you walking home? Where are you going? It feels like you’ve been walking, wandering, lost, for ages, for as long as you can remember. And the shadows are growing closer. You know what they are. Th...
1 year ago 3,308 Words 21 Likes 622 Views -
Asking for it
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 12 in Secret Masochist
Staring at your cumstained face in the mirror, you wish it could all be so simple. _Can’t I just have this, be this, and forget everything else?_ You think about just leaving your stepdad’s semen on your face, letting it soak in, become part of you. Maybe that will quiet the turm...
1 year ago 2,838 Words 23 Likes 661 Views -
Getting a grip
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 11 in Secret Masochist
You wake up to your Monday morning alarm, still tired, still aching, and before you can groan in dismay you inhale, pulling in a scent from your pillow. Your bed still smells like your stepdad. A little smile plays across your mouth and you close your eyes, breathing deep. He was...
1 year ago 2,984 Words 25 Likes 646 Views -
Your Final Rebellion
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 10 in Secret Masochist
Fuck him. You’ve put up with enough of your stepdad’s shit this weekend. Why can’t he just leave you alone for one fucking night so you can pull yourself together and get past this insane idea of wanting to… wanting him to… He bangs on your door hard enough to make it rattle on...
1 year ago 2,974 Words 27 Likes 733 Views -
Saved from yourself
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 9 in Secret Masochist
Your tongue traces the hard, hot length laying on your face. Your pussy aches to be filled, stretched, fucked. You want it so bad, and more than the dizzying lust is this new feeling, this new desire. Giving in. Surrendering. Letting these men take you and use you and own you. It...
1 year ago 2,562 Words 19 Likes 619 Views -
Slurped and Squeezed
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 8 in Secret Masochist
Their steps are so loud, drowning out the sound of your own haggard breath in your ears, each crunch and snap bringing them closer and closer to your pathetic form lying on your side in the dirt. _They’re going to fuck me. They’re going to fuck me and there’s nothing I can do abo...
1 year ago 1,369 Words 25 Likes 720 Views -
Fishing for the truth
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 7 in Secret Masochist
Shaking off the feeling of dread from Gary and Brian’s stares, you look around to see where the fuck you actually are. This doesn’t look like any campsite you’ve ever seen before. There’s no signage or anything. David’s truck is parked off the side of a two-track dirt road with a...
1 year ago 2,705 Words 29 Likes 721 Views -
Backseat Blues
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 6 in Secret Masochist
"You're still in school, right, RC? Gosh, that's so exciting." Even without looking at his face, you can hear the smile in Gary's voice. "Always something new to learn, huh?" You can barely comprehend what he's saying. Crammed into the backseat next to him, you feel his presence...
1 year ago 1,484 Words 28 Likes 826 Views -
Look
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 16 in Me and My Bully
I push the sheets down past my knees, revealing my damp bush and slick thighs. The memory of where my panties are brings my hands to my wetness, gently stroking, a soft gasp escaping my lips. I’m so hot, so wet, so sensitive, my ecstasy is crying out for release. Derek kept me on...
1 year ago 3,548 Words 15 Likes 477 Views -
Coming close
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 32 in They are my Sister
September 24th, 1:00 pm I’m writing this instead of jerking off. Holy shit do I want to get myself off right now, it’s painful down there. Ready to burst. But I need to write about why. Because this is going too far. Fuck that, it isn’t going far enough. I’m not the one who’s g...
1 year ago 1,941 Words 15 Likes 262 Views -
Giving it back
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 10 in Secret Masochist
Lincoln looks up from you and addresses the crowd. "Alright boys, you know what to do. Get everything set up for a Grand Tournament. Standard rules..." he looks back down at you and grins. "With a little surprise twist. But first, we need to get this toy cleaned up. She's disgust...
1 year ago 1,729 Words 17 Likes 635 Views -
Dream
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 15 in Me and My Bully
I want to hold on to this feeling forever. Being below him, my bent legs spread for him, sucking on his thumb with the weight of his cock on my face, looking up into his smile, into those green eyes. It all feels so right. It feels like what I’m supposed to be doing. It feels lik...
2 years ago 2,940 Words 15 Likes 801 Views -
Taste
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 14 in Me and My Bully
Derek moves his phone right in front of my face. “Hold this and don’t look away.” I’m not in any state to ask questions. I don’t think I’ll ever question anything he tells me to do ever again. I reluctantly release his softening cock and grab the phone, staring at the picture of...
2 years ago 3,404 Words 15 Likes 802 Views -
Covered
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 13 in Me and My Bully
I don’t need to see the pictures, I’m still on fire from you taking them. I don’t need you to show me how worked up you are, I can feel it. I just need you, Derek. I need you to take me. I can’t wait anymore. My body is pressed against him, my hand is reaching for that wonderful...
2 years ago 1,755 Words 16 Likes 959 Views -
Photoshoot
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 12 in Me and My Bully
More pictures? Of me? Doing what? I mean, I know. Of course I know. But something in my mind is pushing back. Some part of me that wants to stop what’s happening, that knows Derek can’t be trusted, that’s still terrified of how incredibly visible I’ve been since this a...
2 years ago 1,965 Words 16 Likes 922 Views -
Control
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 11 in Me and My Bully
I can’t lie to my Dad, but I can hide. I couldn’t tell him the truth about my bike, the bike he worked so hard to get for me. What would I tell him? That the boy he just shook hands with, the boy he thinks is my boyfriend, has a real girlfriend? That I watched her destroy my bike...
2 years ago 3,001 Words 22 Likes 983 Views -
Practice
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 10 in Me and My Bully
I’ve only ever felt peace before alone, by myself. But I feel peace now, in his arms. After a blissful eternity under him, wrapped around him, connected by a kiss, he’d rolled over and pulled me on top of him. Now he’s just lying on the ground, one hand behind his head as he...
2 years ago 2,147 Words 19 Likes 1,067 Views -
Breaking
by QueerKestrel
Chapter 9 in Me and My Bully
He just left me there. Let go of my legs, let me fall on the bench, got up, and walked to the door. Before opening it he looked back at me and licked his lips. No words, just letting me see him taste me one last time. I still hadn’t even caught my breath. Once he’s gone it’s lik...
2 years ago 2,554 Words 22 Likes 1,280 Views
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