I write stories - sexual stuff mostly.

A dash of BDSM, a pinch of vanilla & some romance too.

I guess I'm just another pervy girl writer amongst the sea of them on here.

I do hope you enjoy my dirty mind.

(This Blog is for 18+)

My Writing

My Dirty Thoughts


Email: adirtymindedgirl@hotmail.com

Note: All images do not belong to me and are from the internet. If they belong to you, please tell me and I will take them down.

All words/stories belong to me and are copy written.


Anonymous asked
WHY DO YOUR STORIES NOT HAVE MORE NOTES!?! I am appalled because the deserve so many more. You are such a good writer. And are you still working on Curiosity? -From one of your newer followers

😬 I don’t know. Maybe they don’t like my stuff? 😧
Or maybe it’s because they don’t want their followers to know they read dirty stories?? 😏
Either way, I’m okay with what I get. You guys are awesome and I just love sharing my words with you.

~I am still writing random parts for Curiosity, altho I can’t say when or if I will post them.
Thanks for following me, newbie. Hope you enjoy yourself 😄

So I’ve been thinking…

How would you feel about having a specific day of the week where I post/reblog other peoples writing?
Stuff from the writers I follow, or from random stuff I find online, but more so from submissions from you awesome people.
Does that sound fun? Or would it just annoy those of you who follow me for me?
We all know I don’t post a lot 😁 so I feel like I should take this opportunity to share the spotlight and promote all the other risqué writers on tumblr that don’t get blue tags because we’re too filthy.

Let me know what you think. I appreciate the feedback.


Anonymous asked
I have been following you since today and im already reading your stories for hours @_@ just how you write the stories are amazing. Every single word makes your stories perfect<3 Keep going:3

*blush* awh geez! That’s so sweet. You guys never cease to amaze me with all your kind comments and such.
I’m flattered. Thank you. 👍

Sexual Healing


You lean against the counter and absentmindedly wipe down some stubborn pasta sauce stain on the cook top. It’s another lazy Monday morning cleaning up after the carelessness of the weekend. You slept in late and haven’t even had a shower yet. You don’t care. Not after last night.

You hear the front door open and the familiar sound of heavy boots on the hardwood floors.

“Babe?” He calls out.

“Kitchen,” you reply. The footsteps come closer until you feel him standing close behind you. “What are you doing back home?”

"To see you. You were still asleep when I left this morning." He tries to hug you from behind but you shrug him off. It doesn’t detour him.

"Are you expecting lunch because you’re shit outta luck."

“No,” he responds, “but I have something else in mind…”

He pushes your hair off your shoulder and kisses your neck. You instantly tense up. You aren’t ready for this from him at all and it catches you off guard. He doesn’t seem to notice and slides his arms around your waist. Your eyelids flutter and your pulse begins to race. He slips his hands under your teddy - one reaching up to cup your breast while the other toys with the little bow on your panties. His cock is hard in seconds and presses against your bum. As much as this turns you on, you can’t forget about what happened.

“Is this because of our little argument last night?” you ask, pushing his hands away.

It is still fresh in your mind - you putting on the new lace teddy and pretty much throwing yourself at him only to be rejected. How could he be so thoughtless? Dolling yourself up for him was a rare thing and any man would be all over you in a heartbeat. You have never felt so unwanted before and it resulted in an hour of seething silence followed by waking him up to rip him a new one. He remained quiet, only opening his mouth to make excuses, until you both just eventually passed out.

“Maybe,” he sighs. “Or maybe I’m just a horny mess and I need to fuck my irresistibly sexy girlfriend.”

"Well maybe I’m not in the mood.”

“Oh,” he says with a smile. “Are you sure? If I touched your pussy right now would it be wet?”

You shiver and feel your nipples harden. “N-no,” you stutter, “but it doesn’t matter anyways. I’m still mad at you.” You nudge him back but he clings on tightly.

“Let me make it up to you then,” he purrs in your ear as he starts to unbutton his shirt. “I’m not leaving until you realize just how much I want and adore you.”

Slipping his hand beneath your panties, he traces your lips with his fingers and breathes into your ear. Your eyelids flutter shut and your brain becomes mush. All you can focus on is his warmth and desire. You drop your guard with an exasperated moan and place your free hand directly on his. Moving with him, you part your legs wider and invite him lower.

His fingers push between your lips and is met with your wetness. He clicks his tongue approvingly and begins to finger you. Twisting your neck to the side, you smash your mouth against his and suck on his tongue. He growls and pinches your nipple hard enough to make you whimper. He penetrates you hard and deep - just how you like it. You’re panting and grinding your bum against his crotch. You moan as your body begins to tremble. He knows you’re close so he rubs your swollen clit with his thumb. You scream out in ecstasy and he has to hold you close so you don’t fall.

You pant and moan as you enjoy every last wave of pleasure trickling throughout your whole body until it softly dies off.

“I needed that,” you sigh.

"Yeah?" he grins. "Well I need to fuck you. Turn around and hop up." You jump up and perch your bum on the edge of counter. Slipping your panties to the side, he grabs your waist and drags his stiffness up and down your pussy. The sound of your slippery wetness fills the air.

“I love how turned on you get for me.” You blush and try to look away but he reaches up and grabs your face. “Don’t. Don’t act so shy. Open up for me.”

You smile and hold his gaze. “I think I’m pretty open right now, don’t you think?”

“You’re such a brat.” With a devilish smirk he thrusts his hips and pushes his way inside your neglected pussy. You let out a gasp and wrap your legs around his body to pull him deeper.

Scratching your nails down his back, you hold on tight to him. His thrusts are short and quick but deep enough to make your whole body cry out for more. You tip your head back inviting him to kiss your neck and collarbone. Ragged gasps escape your lips. You cum with a shudder as you lose all control. Every inch of your body tingles as your pussy clamps onto his cock. He reaches up and pulls your mouth to his in a frenzied kiss.

The passion and fire between you two burns as bright as it did years ago when you first met. No matter how much you two may fight or how hectic life gets, you always find your way back to this, to him.

“My cock is so hard is hurts,” he murmurs into your mouth. “I love it. I love what you do to me.”

You smirk and bite his lower lip. You know you’ve got that look in your eyes. That sparkle. The perfect mix of naughtiness and innocence that you know draws him to you every time.

“God, you’re breathtaking. Look at you. Your tits look amazing.” He kisses his way to your cleavage and down to your stiff pink nipple. Slipping it into his mouth, he nibbles and sucks gently.

He slows down his thrusts just to tease you and keep you guessing. You scratch at his skin and moan for more Grabbing your butt, he steps back and steadies himself with your weight before slamming you down on his cock. You clutch his body tightly and bounce until you cum hard.

“I love making you cum,” he whispers. “Cum for me again.” You whimper and start to roll your hips, driving him deeper inside. He stops and stands there, letting you take over as he enjoys your bouncing tits and eagerness to please him.

Sweat glistens on your forehead as you work yourself on his cock. Your eyes are locked onto one another. He’s breathing heavy. You’re lost in all the pleasure. You know he can’t hold back much longer. As much as you want hours and hours of this, time is precious. Grabbing two handfuls of your thick hips, he slams you down just as he thrusts up. He pounds you so hard and rough that you yelp out in pain, but he doesn’t stop. He’s past the point of no return. He needs to take what he came here for.

Your body starts to shake as you throw your head back and scream. That’s all it takes. You cum together. He grunts and unleashes every pent up drop that he’s been hanging onto. All the stress from work and money and the distance it’s put between you all washes away. Cum spills down his cock. You can feel him pulsating inside you, still rock hard as ever. His legs scream out in protest and he manages to walk over and plant you safely back on the kitchen counter. You are a panting, sweating mess with the most satisfied look of bliss on your face.

He reaches out to grab your chin and plant a sweet kiss on your lips. You feel the love and adoration spill out of him.

“I’m sorry for last night and all the other times you’ve felt unwanted by me. I feel the same way for you as I did when we first met. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known and there’s never a day that goes by that I don’t desire you. I think about you when I’m at work and I can’t wait to come home to you. I—” You press your finger to his lips to silence him.

“Okay. I get it,” you say with a smile and nuzzle his cheek with your nose. His eyes flutter and he lets out a deep sigh of content.

“It won’t happen again. I promise.” You stay like that, skin against skin, love swirling in the air as he softly traces his fingers across your back. Nothing else matters. Not the dirty dishes or loads of laundry you have waiting for you. Not the stack of bills or late nights on the job. It’s not important. This is. Love is.

Glancing over at the clock on the stove, he lets out an exasperated groan. “Shit. I have to go.” He drops a kiss on your forehead and quickly redresses himself. He grabs an apple from the fruit basket and heads towards the front door.

“Hey, so…” you call out. “Want to make this a weekly thing? Maybe next time we can do it on the wash machine or bent over the pool table?”

“Fuuuck! That’s hot,” he growls. “It’s a date.”

“Good.” You slide off the counter and meet him by the door. You lean against the wall and thrust your chest in his face. He chuckles and shakes his head at you. “You’re not off the hook though. I want you again tonight. Got it?”

“Got it.”

"Love you.”

“Love you more,” he says and disappears out the door will a silly grin on his face.


Copyright © A-Dirty-Minded-Girl 2014

Anonymous asked
What happened to your couple blog? :o

I deleted it. Personal reasons.
C’est la vie! 🍒

Anonymous asked
Hello Miss, I am starting to write my first book, I come from a place where one is expected to follow the rules of a community and any social form of interaction between a man and a woman is frowned upon, as a writer these rules hinder my chain of thought. I was wondering how one can picture scenarios when one does not have the necessary understanding of the subject. Is it necessary for me to know what I am trying to write about, be it sexual or otherwise. I would like an insight on your process

All you need in an imagination. It’s really that simple. For any artistic expression, it all boils down to having a passion for what you are doing, backing it up with ideas and putting them to use. As a writer, I don’t think you necessarily need to be experienced in the subject you are writing about. Relationships and sex are unique to each person/couple so there’s no one way to write about it.

Just sit down and think about yourself with the love of your life. Let your mind open up and explore the idea of being in love and sharing yourself with him. Envision kissing him or holding his hands. Just let your imagination run wild. Once you get over the initial fear of the unknown and the social stigma of male/female relations, you’ll be unstoppable. :)

As for my writing process, I just visualize the whole scene; it’s like a movie in my head. That’s how I write. I am describing what I see and trying to get the reader to see it exactly how I do. Yes, I have sex and am pretty open with my boyfriend, so that influences certain details and sex scenes, but I’ve written about things I’ve never tried and it still flows. I think my vivid imagination, open-mindedness, and my dirty mind help me write how I do.

I’m not sure if I helped any. Best of luck with your writing.

Anonymous asked
What story of yours do you think is the most well-liked?

I love questions like these :D

It’s a toss up. I think Curiosity is the fan favourite. It doesn’t have the notes but it gets the most inquiries.
But Legs got the most attention and therefore has the most likes/reblogs.

Two Year Anniversary

Since my first year anniversary, I’ve gained more confidence in my writing and, in turn, the number of supporters has risen substantially. I’ve received such wonderful messages throughout this year and it’s been a pleasure sharing my passion with you all. 

Unfortunately I haven’t been writing as frequently as I used to but most of you have stuck by me and it means a lot. Life and Writers Block can try and get in my way but I will always write no matter what.

This year Curiosity was put on the back burner and I’ve yet to continue it. But I’ve written a bunch of other dirty stories in the meantime: Deprived, Still Got It, I Want You, Surrender, and the ever popular Hunger series. I also dabbled in some romance with Fireworks and Snowed In - which is one of my all-time favourites.

I worked on some oldies but goodies: the third part of The Sex Addict which was a blast to write and finished up the ‘7 Days series’ with steamy kitchen sex and the MFM threesome that started it all. I’ve had requests to continue that story line so who knows :D

For a change of pace, I added a little window into my personal life with my Dirty Thoughts. I’ve also recently reblogged a few random quotes/pics that catch my eye, and answered some sex Q’s. Just trying to stay fresh lol

As this next year begins, I hope to continue to share my work with all you wonderful people and come up with more unique, awesome stories to keep you coming back for more.

Thanks for sticking with me. I appreciate each and every one of you :D


Anonymous asked
Hello, firstly wanted to say I love your stories, and secondly was wondering if you write any lesbian erotica? Or why you don't? :-) you're amazing! Thank you! :-)

Thank you! :D

I wrote one girl-on-girl story called The Redhead, but I wouldn’t necessarily call it “lesbian erotica”. 

I’m not sure why I haven’t written anything else. Maybe it’s cuz I like writing about cock lol.