Erotic Stories

Do you enjoy being seduced? Having your imagination lovingly aroused and your passion ignited by alluring scenarios and dirty details of hot new fantasies? Then you’re bound to enjoy my free erotic stories. These lovingly crafted, 100% original stories reveal what truly turns me on, and by sharing them with my audience I’m hoping I’m not the only one to find these diverse scenarios deeply arousing.

Erotic literature is the original porn. Porn that you can view through your mind’s eye, giving each scene the exact filter, and each character the perfect finishing touches, to ensure the erotica is always tailored to your specific desires. Written erotica may have received a boost in popularity in recent years thanks to the limelight-stealing Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy. Despite the controversy 50 Shades stirred up, the books proved to be an effective steppingstone for many who wouldn’t have previously considered reading erotic fantasy books or dabbling in the fun world of spanking and bondage.

Erotic books have been around for centuries. With the coming of the digital age, it was only to be expected that writers would turn to the internet as an outlet for their seductive tales and sexy stories. Just as I did, when I started this sex blog over 10 years ago. My erotic stories remain one of the most popular areas of the Cara Sutra sex blog. There are themes to delight just about every palate, from the tender love-making between couples, and self-exploratory masturbation sessions, to the depravity of extreme BDSM, kinks and fetishes you may not even have known existed. I hope you enjoy reading all my fantastically filthy tales.

Puppy Play For Mistress – Chastity Tease And Orgasm Denial

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.

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.

How to sell your erotic books at trade fairs and events

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.

Guide To Writing Paranormal Erotica – Write Spooky, Sexy Stories

Writing sex has its own challenges, check out my last post on what they are and how to overcome them. Today I’m upping the ante and adding in an element of fantasy. Not just the kinda thing you think about when you’re having solo fun time, no, I’m talking paranormal erotica and erotic romance.

How The Hell Do You Write A Sex Scene, Anyway? Erotic Writing Advice

Slowly I slipped the lemon satin blouse up and over my head then threw it to the ground. My skin blossomed with goose bumps in the cool air. I looked up just as John undid the first button of his shirt. I watched as he revealed his tight, tanned flesh to me inch by sensual inch.

Fulfilling Our Hotel Threesome Fantasy

The noises coming from the girls now could make you come just to hear it. It was making my cock surge and pulse listening to them enjoy each other so much. Letting my cock spring free of my boxers, I manoeuvred myself so I was behind the pair of them. I used Raven’s waist to steady me, my hands on her sensational curves, occasionally putting a hand down to guide me in. I needed to be inside my girl first.

The Conversion: A Male Chastity Story

Time no longer had relevance. There was a time he recalls being locked in this physical and mental cage. He vaguely remembers the drink that made him feel so weak and compliant. He can recollect the smug smile on her face as she led the way down that corridor as he was helplessly, virtually carried along by other slaves. He could also recall the arousal induced by that smile, the click and clack of those sexy high heeled boots as she sauntered along that hard tiled corridor and that derriere that shouted "Woman. Beautiful desirable woman". There was apprehension and some fear but it was indicative of the power of this woman, that arousal was the sensation he remembers most.

Getting His Money’s Worth In The Big Smoke

One hand around his warm, pulsing cock, holding it free of the underwear for her mouth’s attentions, her other hand finding his and putting it to her tits. Maul me you little bastard. Let me know how much you want me as I’m sucking your dick. Her mouth sealed an O around the tip of his cock, and using her saliva to moisten the route, she started to blow him with all the skills of a seasoned professional who loves her work.

Reduced To A Machine By Mistress

He believed he had just felt a cool breeze, a waft of air from the outside world. His naked body would certainly be sensitive to such a thing. He knew, in reality however, that it could not be true. His room of confinement was deep inside the complex, many rooms from the nearest window or door to the outside world.

House Guests: Fucking In The Home Of My Cuckold Slave

As we fucked and prepared for a long and messy night of sex and mutual pleasure, I casually wondered just how well cuckold slave penny would sleep that night, if in fact he slept at all. Knowing that his Mistress and her real man had taken over his and his wife’s house for the weekend, purely for the purpose of fucking each other senseless in every room.

Girl date: The first fuck is the sweetest

I spread her puffy labia with my fingers, noting the wetness of her arousal leaking out on to my fingertips. I’d waited for so long and I was finally able to taste her. Lowering my head I silently offered a quick prayer to nobody in particular that I’d be good enough, then my tongue tip flashed over her clitoris while my lips sealed a circular kiss around the edges. Not content with giving just clitoral stimulation, worried it wouldn’t be enough, I slipped first the tip of my index finger inside her cunt, 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.

Becoming A Cuckold

Bob was waking, so he must have slept. There was no doubt that any sleep during that night would have been very little and of poor quality. The hard, two-seater sofa was hardly ideal for his six foot frame.

Capture by the Goddess

It was an exciting new adventure and another major step in our lives. Our very first home together. It was a small two bedroomed town house, but it was ours. Our love nest.

Spoons

Recursive ripples of pleasure emanating from our tangled form. My mouth taking in the pre-cum slicked tip of his cock, my lips wet by my tongue between taking more and more of his shaft until he’s fucking my throat. His freshly blown cock, still wet from a heady mixture of salty tears, cum and saliva, perfectly lubricated to slide balls-deep into my aching cunt. His generous cock which is always ready for more and never seems spent, completing the carnal hat-trick by flipping me over, smearing cold gel with finger tips and fucking my arse. Hard. While I sob from that addictive blend of exhaustion, need, pain and arousal, deep wracking cathartic sobs into the well-worn teddy of an ageplayer.

Living As A Slave To My Ex, The Bitch

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.

First-Time All Female Sex Worker Session

The streaming water hit my naked skin hard, hot and cathartic. I stood under the shower and enjoyed having time to focus on the night's plans. I lathered up, letting my hands roam over my breasts, soapy fingers sliding over my nipples. The job was different from usual. A woman this time. I'd fucked plenty of women before of course, but what was unusual was a woman actually paying for me to come do it. My usual clients were men of all ages, income, shape and size. I turned the prospect of a new job, this new client, over in my mind. Did it really matter? No. Fuck, I was actually looking forward to it. My fingers roamed in their cleaning duty, sliding between my legs to where my excitement had gathered along with the streaming lather under the steamy water. The temptation to toss myself off right then and there in the shower was strong but I managed to just about keep a hold of myself. Clients could always tell if you were genuinely turned on, and were more likely to rebook an enthusiastic girl. Might as well use that sex drive for her leisure turned business pursuit. My strong libido was such a great earner. There hadn't been much on the email that came through about the job. Gender, obviously, and I'd quickly replied that no, a woman wasn't a problem, I'd told them I was bisexual when I joined. Age, 26. Younger than me but old enough. Clean bill of sex health. Something I was glad I insisted on being checked before any client call. Address. I'd booked a taxi which was due to pick me up in less than an hour. I'd better quick-step it out of the shower if I wanted to be dried and dressed in time.

How I Became A Slave To My Ex, The Bitch

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.

Forced Bi Fuck Buddy Slaves for Mistress

By slave penny: I had learned to arrive punctually when fulfilling any command my Mistress had imposed. She could not abide tardiness. It was exactly 7.45 pm as I entered the large entrance to the hotel.

Kinky Circus Party for Mistress

It was not an ordinary indoor circus. It was small, the luxurious seats located on three steeply rising tiers. Tables between each pair of seats were filled with half full bottles of champagne and other wines, glasses, sumptuous foods and a multitude of sex toys.