OPS: Sunday, Smutty Sunday
Other People's Smut, August 10th, 2025 Edition
Hi, again! Welcome back to OPS for this Sunday, Smutty Sunday. This is the second edition of OPS (I sent the first OPS last week) — where I round up some of most interesting, arousing, and engaging smut (and smut-adjacent) writing that has come across my SubstackSmutstack feed.
I’m still playing with the format and deciding if I want to put a schedule to this OPS thing, so please bear with me as I figure things out. I know 2 things for sure about OPS:
You can read everything in here, free. I’m only linking to posts that were free at the time I hit send on the email. But you should strongly consider paying to read — and support — your favorite writers!!!
These posts run longer than Substack likes for its emails. So probably better to view these on the app or in a browser — or you might lose the last couple links.
Okay! Ready to get smutty?
Cum Again?:
sets the record straight with some hard truths about female pleasure. “That first orgasm? That was just your invitation to ride her waves. And if you want to ride them right, you'd better learn how to stay present after the climax, too.” READ: 🫦One Orgasm? That’s Foreplay, Sir.Buzzy Bunny: And
writes a beautiful love letter to self-pleasure – and longing. “The aftershock of ecstasy rumbles through me at the same pace as my still vibrating toy. Pleasure seeps into my entire existence simultaneously stopping my heart and quickening it.” READ: Party In The BackOne More, Sir: A new-to-me post from
— originally posted in January — has been popping up all over my feed… and it is spectacular. “What if you were told to pull your jeans down? Right down to your knees. Yes, you'd reveal your underwear, and the bulge of your most intimate places. They might even notice a wet patch if you've got all excited. Are you ready to be that vulnerable?” READ: Explain SpankingFantasy Spank: Suspend disbelief and enter into
’s coerced fantasy of babysitters, panties, and spanking. “Squirm, gasp, grind, gasp, squirm, gasp, grind, and that’s all it takes for me to cream my khakis, just as Julie predicted. With both hands, I press down harder on her wrists, the small of her back, and the back of her thighs.” READ: “True, I Can’t Make You Spank Me… And You Can’t Make Me Tell You Where I Hid My Panties… Daddy.”Foreplay in First🌈🐈:
features an airborne short story dripping with in-flight sexual tension from . “My skin felt flushed where her fingertips had rested. I looked down, imagining there might still be dainty fingerprints left behind like rosy tattoos. I found myself picturing those graceful fingers still tracing the curve of my forearm, tickling with perfectly manicured intention.” READ: Not Quite Mile High.Cold Comfort: Things get very very hot on the very very cold mountain in
’s recent trek to eros. “"Sapan, I'm cold. Scared. Don't stop," she urged, pressing her ass harder against my cock. I froze, caught between her fear and the heat building in my groin.” READ: Trek Night: The Tent Was Soaked and So Was SheHypno-Cuck: CNC cucking anyone?
brings it in this dark, dark, sexy scenario brought to life on the page. “Todd locked eyes with Yuka, and she opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Instead, she was instructed to get on her knees and suck Todd off. He came all over her face and then left after telling her to clean herself up.” READ: Mind Blanking the Young Wife Next DoorHorrorOrgy🌈🍆: I’m not entirely clear on what’s going on in this
(writing as Marlo Sin) story… but I know that it is really hot. “They kissed with eyes closed, as though drunk on something older than wine. They moved with practiced ease, seeking not climax but communion. This was not the frenzy of the brothel nor the hunger of the street. It was something slower, deeper, a kind of worship that ached.” READ: Let The Dark Take Me ~ SnippetKatie on Smut: Some great BTS on inspiration and craft – and some great sentences – from the great
. “Writing more smut with heart happens to satisfy both my need to write good stories, and not bore myself to death in the process. When I say heart I also mean the darker side of love, it’s less comfortable cousins. Jealousy, rage. Heartbreak of course. Control, desire. Manipulation. The heart is not innocent.” READ: Once More, with Feeling: Why I write Smart Smut with HeartKate on Censorship: My other favorite Smutstack Kate,
, has some real talk about censorship, self-publishing and being eaten by the algorithm. “[T]his isn’t just about Amazon, Substack, Medium, or even Stripe. Any platform, including Visa and Mastercard, can change its rules overnight. The consequences can be devastating. And indie creators-writers, artists, and game developers are often the first to feel the shock.” READ: The Impacts of Censorship.Runaway Romantasy 🌈🍆: A runaway, a band of outlaws, and some steamy gay erotica inside a fantasy landscape vividly painted by
. “I had never known touch could be like this - a conversation rather than a command, pleasure freely given rather than extracted as payment. When his hand wrapped around my cock, I gasped against his mouth, the sensation almost too intense after years of enduring rather than enjoying physical contact.” READ: Fox Amongst the Ferns, ‘Into the Emerald’ - scene #3Peg Party:
straps one on – actually, four – for this wild, femdom anal adventure. “I felt myself being turned over, face pressed into silky pillows. Gentle hands spread my legs, exposing me completely. “Deep breaths,” Rosie instructed, as something cool and slick pressed against my entrance.” READ: They Made Me a Butt-Slut107 BJs: serves up an outrageous, somewhat brutal, unexpectedly hot blowbang (blowtrain?) in a commissioned short. “Groans and cum, hands reaching in to hold her head. She didn’t get any breaks. She didn’t ask for any. She felt dazed, and her stomach was heavy; she was so full of cum.” READ: Cock Counting
— L.H. 💋
It’s a rare gift when someone adds light to your path without asking for anything in return, quietly making the day better just by being there. Thank you for the space 🖤🖤🖤
I feel like an official member of Smutstack now, thank you!