Cara Sutra's Diary

Cara Sutra’s Diary is where I write about the real parts of life. The quiet moments, the heavy thoughts, the funny bits that make no sense, and everything I am still trying to understand. I use this space to think aloud and to document the changes that shape me. Nothing polished, nothing perfect, just the truth as it arrives.

Welcome to my diary

This diary is personal rather than polished. Some entries are short notes written in the middle of a busy week, others are deeper reflections on memory, identity, family or the strange way life moves. I like capturing the everyday as much as the turning points, because often the small details say more than the dramatic moments ever could.

Real stories and honest thoughts

I write about what is happening in my world, how it feels, and what I learn on the way. There is humour, there are difficult subjects, and there are glimpses of joy that appear when I least expect them. Writing helps me make sense of things, and sharing it gives each moment a place to live outside my head.

Come with me

If you enjoy personal stories that feel real and unfiltered, you are welcome here. Settle in, choose a moment that calls to you, and step into the diary wherever it feels right. Every entry begins in a different place, but they all live in the same journey.

My Favourite Sex Positions

Are there some sex positions you find yourself 'coming' back to time after time? My partner and I definitely have our favourite sex positions, and in the past I’ve worried that we might be getting stuck in a rut. A rut that, admittedly, feels so good. But then when I went through the sex positions we enjoy on a regular basis, it turns out we enjoy more variety than I’d feared.

Finally, Some Time Alone

I felt my clit tingle beneath my skinny jeans, under the lace of my G-string. Suddenly I was hyper aware of my breasts, the hardening of my nipples, and the fact that my pussy lips felt like they wanted to part, begging to be filled and pleasured.

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.  

Slipping In While I’m Asleep And Fucking Me Awake

Index and middle finger expertly sought out the slippery wetness his attentions had generated so far. My breaths turned ragged and heavy as he slid a finger inside me, probing and testing, then another... opening me up and finger fucking me. My nipples were hard against the covers and his other arm slipped round underneath me, seeking the weight of my breasts to complete the sinful encircling.  

The Hotness Of Gay Sex

There’s something about man loving and gay sex which gets my knickers twitching. It doesn’t even have to be all-out gay porn; just a simple act of romantic affection between guys on a TV show can catch my clit’s interest. When it does come down to the action, though, man-on-man sex scenes are so fucking hot...

London Fuck Doll: Fucked, Denied, Satisfied

I moaned aloud as he took me by the shoulders and drove the full length of his cock deep into my achingly hungry pussy. My slippery, soft labia were spread apart as they massaged his welcome penetration. My head turned to the side, flat on the bed as he pinned it there with his heavy hand in my hair, he rammed his cock into me repeatedly, frenziedly. This wasn't love-making. This was primitive, carnal rutting.

London Window Display

I was on a high from the theatre; the sounds, sights and smells of the west end. A shared bottle of white in Soho definitely helped. Buzzing from a fantastic night out, and tumbling into our deluxe hotel suite, I was feeling so incredibly aroused and daring.

The Day She Came: Fucking My Girl

The thick fabric was sopping at the join there, and my finger slid so easily between her labia. My fingertip brushed over her clitoris which was shamelessly erect - as I knew it would be. Her whole body shuddered against me and I cradled her...

Watching A Man Fuck My Boyfriend

Moans escaped his lips; louder then, as he couldn't help but throw his head back as the slow-but-certain arse fucking continued. His fingers were still curled in a death-grip around the pillow, but his back arched. Audibly ragged breaths were drawn between moans and he pushed his arse back on to that invading cock...

Watching My Boyfriend Suck Another Man’s Cock

His mouth, with all its masculine bearded surround, enveloping the cock tip. My boyfriend's lips forming the O around the collar of his friend's dick, as if it were second nature. I moistened my own lips, as if in readiness. I could almost taste and feel every millimetre for myself, so familiar were the actions. I've sucked cock a thousand times and know the tricks. What I didn't know was that I'd been giving my boyfriend lessons.

Blowjobs With Invisalign: My Kinky Teeth

Dear Daddy: When I suck your cock with my Invisalign aligners in, I get all self-conscious. I never used to be self-conscious when I was sucking your cock. But somehow, an Invisalign blowjob makes everything different.

How It Feels Watching Your Partner Fuck Someone Else

How would you feel if you saw your partner fuck someone else? I guess for many the answer would be colourful variants of pissed off. Catch 5 minutes of a daytime TV chat show to watch lie detector frenzies and accusations of cheating descend into all-out battle. The reality, when we add in consent and pre-discussion, is more complex and nuanced. A partner having sex with someone else doesn't always mean they're cheating on you or that you'll feel betrayed.

Real Life Cock Sucking Story: How I Give Him A Blow Job

He’s using the very deepest part of my throat as his personal wank sleeve – a fuck toy in which to dump his cum. It’s not long until I feel that final stiffening of his large cock deep in my mouth, and he’s holding my head still as he grunts his hot ejaculation past my fucked-raw tonsils deep into my throat.

What Do Dommes Fantasise About? Female Dominant Desires

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?

Cunnilingus Doesn’t Work for Me: Living in a Body That Refuses to Conform

Today, I want to sit in the uncomfortable truth of the matter. And I’m inviting you to sit with me, as I gather my thoughts on what it’s like to be a woman who doesn’t achieve peak sexual satisfaction from lips and tongue, no matter how skilled they may be.

Girl date: The first fuck is the sweetest

I slipped first the tip of my index finger inside her pussy, then my middle finger alongside it. Slowly and gently at first, I finger fucked her while my tongue danced over and around her clit...

Reclaiming his territory

He moved on his side to face me, both of us on top of the bed. His nose almost touching mine. There’s no argument which could ever be brooked with those dark eyes, brooding doesn’t even come close. Determined? Of course. Expectant. Dominant. In control. To be obeyed without question or hesitation. To stare into them means to know this is what you really want, to know your own mind and be strong enough to go where it and he leads. I'm proud enough to face those eyes openly and without hiding or running. They were out of focus range, suddenly… and his mouth was on mine, tasting and invading. The first penetration.

Pretty When I Cry

Raising my hips in the usual way I can easily slip just the end of his still hard cock inside my incredibly wet cunt. Sucking him and making him cum hard down my throat always turns me on so much that my inner thighs are a sticky mess of arousal. I lean down to kiss him, my mouth still awash with the taste of his cum - but he loves the taste. It makes him kiss me all the more passionately, his tongue sweeping around my mouth, exploring, relishing every last remnant of his cum...

The Time I Made Him Make Me Safe Out

It hurts SO much. Is this all I can take? Would someone else be able to take more? Am I being a wuss? I want him to be proud of me. It hurts. Fuck, that hurts so much. Ok I am going to say red. Any minute now…

Whirlwind of Fire

The evening passed in the usual blur where time speeds up and excitement is at a high. We got closer and closer during the evening and exchanged flirty banter and those looks. You know the ones. Curious, daring, challenging, knowing. Time was escaping us, rushing past in an echo of Alice in Wonderland madness. Swept up in her crazy hotness and wild fire we rebelled and kissed - and our lips then tongues meeting was fire to fire. The taste of not girl, but woman. Full knowledge and comprehension of actions, not some naive innocent who will later regret.