Keep It Legal, Because Naughty Shouldn’t Turn Nasty!

Let’s get this out in the open—most of the stories you’ll find here are all about straight folks having a jolly good time. Why? Well, it’s simple really, that’s where my experience lies, and I reckon it’s best to stick to what you know, right? But don’t go thinking it’s all set in stone. Who knows, maybe one day I’ll find myself dabbling in something different. So, while it’s mostly straight fun and games for now, the door isn’t entirely closed on other possibilities. Never say never, eh?

Now, I’m all for a bit of variety in the stories, but there are certain lines I won’t cross—no, not even for the sake of creativity. It’s not just about keeping on the right side of the law (though that’s important too), it’s also down to my own moral compass. And trust me, there aren’t many no-go zones, but the ones that exist, I can count on one hand. The biggest deal-breakers? Kids and animals. Absolutely not, no way, and don’t even think about asking. Some boundaries just aren’t meant to be pushed, and those are firmly in place.

When it comes to what’s off-limits in polite company, let’s have a natter about it. There are certain topics—like slavery and racial issues—that are best left untouched, especially when you’re in good company. It’s a matter of respect and decency. But, let’s be honest, these themes do crop up in fantasies from time to time. Personally, I don’t see much harm in exploring them within the right context and with sensitivity. It’s all about keeping things tasteful and respectful while still enjoying a bit of cheeky fantasy.

Let’s get one thing straight, love—if you’re looking for political correctness, you’ve wandered into the wrong corner of the internet. My stories? They’re cheeky, naughty, and absolutely allergic to any of that polite nonsense. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for kindness and respect in the real world, but when it comes to the bedroom—or wherever you fancy getting up to no good—that’s where the rules take a backseat. Political correctness? Total mood killer. So buckle up, because we’re leaving that prim and proper stuff at the door.