No Going Back

He was helpless. There was no going back.

Just An Hour | FemDom Fantasy Fiction Erotic Story

It was just an hour from when I got her message to when I arrived. Just an hour. Now, looking back, it seems almost impossible that there was just an hour of intermission between my old life to my new reality.

Love Thy Neighbour

If my husband knew the way I thought about Carl, he would have freaked. If he only knew that I tended garden in my high-cut jean shorts and tight white tank top in the hopes that Carl would be outside mowing the lawn, washing his car, or even just getting the mail. If he only knew that I bent over, intentionally pushing my ass into the air, and spreading my legs, hoping that the tiniest hint of my thick lips could be seen pushing against the rough fabric. My body begged for Carl to look over and think about sucking on me.

Revealing Lucy Felthouse’s Erotic Writing Inspiration

By Lucy Felthouse: Are you ready to discover what Lucy Felthouse uses as erotic writing inspiration? Thanks Lucy for visiting the Cara Sutra blog today and sharing your erotic writing secrets with us!

Merry Kinkmas! A Sexy Christmas Story from Voluptasse

‘He came back with a scarf which was taken from a snowman in the garden and some large sprigs of holly. Lee wrapped the scarf around my head and took some miniature pegs from the Christmas card holder around the fire. He fastened two pegs to my nipples and told me to bend over and hold my ankles.‘ The officer shifted in his seat and moved closer into the table. Does he have an erection? wondered Kerry, stifling a giggle. The officer silenced her with a glare and gestured for her to continue.

His Journey To Cocksucking

By Edward Cantor: In a way, my trip could be described as crossing the ocean just to be taken. It wasn’t really that simple, but it was a rather fun way to think of it.