By Cara Sutra: Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if you were completely submissive to me. My mind tends to stray towards a sexual kinky fantasy - a Domme's fantasy. They're not talked about much, right? Usually all eyes are on the submissive - the submissive male, in the majority of FemDom - but what does a Domme dream about?
By Cara Sutra: So I just found out this morning that I've been short-listed for the Best Erotic Journalist Award in the ETO Awards 2016 and I am so very grateful and excited! Thanks to everyone who has voted for me so far - I would be ecstatic if you would consider just pushing my button one more time and voting me as your Best Erotic Journalist 2016.
More is more, right? I’m definitely not a minimalist as the state of my living room would attest to but I’m also not minimal in my writing world either. Anyone who knows me will clarify how very good I am at waffling. So in stories it just makes sense that I’m going to write about more than just a one on one love story every now and then. Welcome to the wonderful world of menage erotica; threesomes, foursomes and as- many-as-you-can-manage-somes.
Today is World Book Day (3 March 2016) so what better day to turn your attention to sexy reading matter which will keep both your mind and body stimulated? Erotica is an incredibly popular genre – and no, it's not all down to Fifty Shades Of Grey, although that bestselling trilogy certainly brought sexy books and not just a little kink to the forefront of people's minds.
My body surrendered to the need and I luxuriated in the sinful feeling of a lazy self-fuck, my pussy slowly swallowing every part of the gently widening rabbit shaft. My labia, slick with cunt drool and lube, snug to the sides of this invader and the feel of them submitted to allow entry. A set of shivers came over me as I slowly slid the rabbit home.
Puppy Play For Mistress is a short FemDom story written for me by one of my submissives. He's so very much into chastity tease and orgasm denial, as well as being made to act like a puppy... wagging tail, begging, barking for dinner - you get the idea. I hope you enjoy this story as much I repeatedly do. Happy Fetish Friday.
Gail lost her breath in a frantic whoosh each time Ali pounded her pussy deep. His cock was thick and never failed to drive her feverish with ecstatic madness whenever he plummet her with it. He took her leg down from his shoulder and became upright against her. Gail was busy massaging her pussy folds while his cock continued fucking her. Ali groaned from the workout; he ran his hand across his brow and it came away with sweat. Gail squeezed her face and groaned through her teeth as she felt him taking her toward the precipice of climax.
Megan Hart writes books. Some of them use a lot of bad words, but most of the other words are okay. She can't live without music, the internet, or the ocean, but she and soda have achieved an amicable uncoupling. She can't stand the feeling of corduroy or velvet, and modern art leaves her cold.
If you're at all curious about, turned on by, or eager to improve your technique when squirting, then you're going to love the author featured this week. It's R Leigh in the erotic author spotlight and she has written several books dedicated to the hot topic of female ejaculation, aka squirting. Are you ready to enroll in Squirt School? Perhaps you'd like to read real life squirting stories? R Leigh has written the books for you.
Kait Gamble invites you to read, escape and fall in love with her erotic romance novels. Stepping into the author spotlight at Cara Sutra this week, Kait shares with you details of her latest releases, as well as some tantalising free excerpts to enjoy. Put the kettle on, put your feet up and prepare to whet your appetite for more with these delicious sexy story snippets.
She unbuttoned his shirt, wrenching it from his body, discovering the defined muscles of his abdomen and chest. She unzipped his jeans, freeing his cock and palming it, the skin so soft, his dick hard and ready. Swirling her thumb over the tip, she massaged pre-cum over the head then fist-fucked his length with strong, swift strokes. She wished his fingers on her clit, and he placed them there as though reading her mind, his movements keeping pace with hers.
I could almost hear the screams from the Internet trolls on this one. I, myself, had serious problems with this question. Did I really want people to see the bizarre and twisted things I look up on a daily basis or did I want to live without Internet. I decided a little experiment was in order to help make my decision clear. Living without Internet seemed the easier of the two and in the South, especially where I happen to live, we have tremendous thunderstorms. I just needed a storm large enough to kill the power and I could gauge my reaction.
Now I was completely naked and he turned me to face the street. One storey below a delivery boy drove by on a bike but didn't see. A couple on the beach across the grass looked up and were watching. Afternoon shoppers gathered. They all saw me, a nude woman at the full-length window...crying? He put his hand on the back of my neck, turning me forward into the full light of the afternoon.
‘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.
If your cover is writhing with bared sweaty genitalia or is called something like Fuck My Anus Dirty Boy then most niche-but-not-specifically-sex-based gigs will freak out and reject you. And while you might get some major publicity out of showcasing your sexual awakening tale entitled I Love My Pussy at the local cat show, you’d have to have a thicker skin than me and no day job you’d mind losing, to think it worth a go.
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.
“I’m not asking you to fuck me.” “Not yet. But you will. We both know that when your knickers are off and you’re over my knee, your bottom bared and thoroughly spanked, you’ll beg me to fuck you. You always do.”
Some stalls didn’t have doors, and it was easy to walk by and see if any action was going on. Men either sat on the toilet or kneeled on towels as they serviced cocks protruding from the glory holes. In the adjacent stalls, they splayed their bodies against the cold metal walls, hands gripping the tops of the enclosures, their asscheeks clenching and unclenching as they were serviced through the glory holes.
Hate rose in her chest, blinding her. She clamped her teeth down on his tongue, savoring a brief taste of blood as he jerked back. “Vipera!” He wiped his hand over his mouth. “You won’t win this battle, but if you wish a contest…” His big hand closed over the neck of her garment and ripped it down the front of her body. The beautiful woolen dress she had so carefully woven hung off her shoulders.