Tuesday, July 16, 2019

Bathroom Sex

He is fucking me passionately, no words between us, not this time. Knowing certain things remain forbidden he exits swiftly and quickly wipes a sucked finger over my ass, that which he likes to do dirty things to, making me an anal whore for him, needing more, feeling like I can cum just from him thrusting into me there, that sacred place.

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Hungry like the Wolves

Stirring his appetite not that it needs it, as he’s been stimulated anally three times a day until he’s straining hard in the metal encasement of his cock. Stimulation of body and mind until he’s drooling from cock tip and salivating from the mouth, hungering to free his length and thrust it into warm, wet, tight flesh. Thrust balls deep until he explodes and sates his hunger by using her body.

Filthy, Filled and Wanton

Squeezing the lube onto a warm finger tip. Seeing the clear substance pool. Spreading legs, feeling for that puckered place of mine. Laid on my back, legs spread, slut like, naked whore, good and ready. Feeling down, careful...

A Snog for Sommer

I feel the sheet under me, the sheet that felt so cold when he first carried me to it and laid me down but has since submitted to warmth underneath my naked but for rope body. I feel the hemp rope tight but not painful around both wrists, tied in front of me in a placating prayer. He is kind and didn’t tie them to my rear, so I can lay flat on the bed. He is cruel because I know this means he plans to keep me like this for some time. Rope also adorns my ankles, keeping them bound together although I can crook my legs open at the knees. Or rather, he can prise them apart. My mind cartwheels again. I try for a dry swallow.

Living As A Slave To My Ex, The Bitch

By slave penny: There was light. To some extent I took it for granted, but the fact that light from the small window, high on the wall of the cellar that was my home, should penetrate the blanket that covered my cage, would, by many, have been regarded as unusual and welcome.

Jenna Byrnes – Erotic Author Spotlight Series

Jenna Byrnes: This week's erotic author in the spotlight is Jenna Byrnes and does she have some hot stories to tell you! You can learn all about this fantastic author in her spotlight below, as well as enjoying three brain-meltingly sexy free excerpts from her books.

Suit Porn: Taken By The Suits

I couldn’t say how much time had passed since the last of the suits had demonstrated their pleasure at Master & I’s X-rated performance. The chair back dug into my arms, while Master’s tie chafed my tightly bound wrists. It hadn’t taken much persuading for more ties to be donated. Legs spread, ankles bound separately to the chair legs and my mauled tits and well-fucked entrance on full, humiliating display.

Good little girl for you

It can start so innocently, a cuddle, a kiss, neck strokes, my arm snaked round you then the sexual tension crackles and you feel that I’m your good little girl to do with as you will, pushing my head down, making me put my lips to your interested cock. The breath catching in your throat as I tease that I don’t want it, my head pulling away and pushing backwards on your hand, which in turn changes from gently guiding me down, to wrapping your fist in a fluid twist motion that you’ve used on me countless times before, around my hair, to force my mouth not only around your cock but impale me on it, the angry head striking the back of my throat with a brute unyielding force.

Getting His Money’s Worth In The Big Smoke

She’d waxed and tanned and barely dressed, she’d courted darkness’ approach with a stilettoed dash through the twilight between taxi and apartment building, and now she stood facing her work for the evening. Average, she decided. From the postcode and the cut of the suit trousers he was wearing he definitely had the means to back up his demands. But first impression looks-wise? Average.

Helena Maeve – Erotic Author Spotlight Series

Helena Maeve: It's Helena Maeve in this week's erotic author spotlight, and she's here with another feature (read her previous one here) to showcase her latest series, Shadow Play. You can find three teasingly hot excerpts from the first three books in this series below.

Tabitha Rayne: Erotic Author Spotlight Series

I love exploring the physical and spiritual barriers between people when if comes to sex and sensuality. I'm also a little obsessed with the end of the world and my books often delve into dystopian fantasy.
welcome home sex story

Welcome Home Sex Story

I couldn't wait to give him my special welcome home. He is lounging on the sofa when I arrive. Dozing after his busy activities. It’s evening and he is alone there. Creeping in, careful to not make a sound, I tip toe up, bare feet on the carpet aiding the stealthy motion.

Erotic Author Spotlight Series: Victoria Blisse

I’ve been writing erotic romance since the beginning of this century (doesn’t that sound impressive!) and whenever I’m asked I tell people my husband made me do it. He encouraged me to write a dream into story, then to publish it online (Literotica.com if you were wondering) and the rest, as they say, is history. I had my first story published in 2006 and now I’ve got stories out with Cleis Press, Mischief, Xcite, House of Erotica and Totally Bound and I’m even an editor these days, a co-editor anyway with my mate Lucy Felthouse. Wonders will never cease! I’m also part of a merry band of smut authors called the Brit Babes. Check them out for quality assured erotica that covers many genres and heat levels!

The Tease and Denial – Fetish Friday

I was turning some very kinky and evil ideas over in my mind last night... To have him, strapped down, restrained tightly. Wide asylum patient straps, crossing over neck, chest, waist and each leg separately....

Dr. J in the Erotic Author Spotlight Series 

Dr. J: or my first job in sexuality, I packed condoms for Adam and Eve. I saw in real time how research and teaching could help people feel good about their sexual selves. That spurred me on to finish my undergraduate degree in health education specialising in sexuality.

How I Became A Slave To My Ex, The Bitch

By slave penny: She strutted around the room with the pretence of examining its suitability for her cast off, ex husband. "How cosy," she announced in the kind of patronising way I knew her capable.

Caught In The Act

Then we're connected. The warm tip of his erection presses against my puckered, lube-slicked hole, expertly seeking its sheath as his hands remain holding me spread. Thanks to his thoughtful, teasing preparation, the head of his cock slips inside. I feel, rather than hear, him groan above me as he fights against instant self-indulgence and forces himself to take time over his conquest.  

Erotic Author Spotlight Series: Ava Manello

I step out of my boxers, making my way closer to the shower. The cold air from the door opening startles Christy, but when she sees it’s me she relaxes again. The smile that I love spreads over her lips, lighting up her face as she beckons me in with an outstretched finger. I don’t hesitate, needing to be with her. She draws me in until we’re both under the blast of hot water. Fuck! How the hell can she stand it this hot? She’s a self-confessed shower tart. She’d be happy to spend all day under the warm stream if I’d let her. Christy moves for the shower gel, turning me around to lather my back. The slow, sensual stroke of her hands feels so good. The tension starts to leave my shoulders and body. I turn and lean in to gently nip at her neck, while her hands move behind me to massage my ass. She let’s out that little moan that gets me every time. My erection pushes itself into her stomach, wanting in on the action. Laughing quietly she moves a hand around to my front, taking a firm hold of my cock. Shit, that feels so good. She squeezes lightly, massaging up and down my length. Her soap covered hands so soft and slick against me.

I need your cock

I need your cock so very much. I want to be made to strip bare, and crawl naked to you on dirty knees, scraped bruised legs from the abuse you’ve doled out to me, bottom red from the spankings. I want mascara streaked down my dirty face, the face I am going to beg you to fuck hard with your cock.