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.

Soothing Satisfaction At The End Of The Day

I love that time of the day where I get to switch off, unwind, just finish all communications with the world and relax. A story of soothing satisfaction and sensuality. I switch the world off and he switches me on.

Sapphic Fantasies And Glass Dildos

Her knickers were saturated. She lay on the bed just stroking a fingertip over the wetness, through the flimsy material and her other hand reached up to pinch a straining with protest pink nipple. Her nerve endings seemed to be just one mass of jingling, sex shuddering, urgent need. The icy glass dildo lay next to her. She had already stripped down to basics, the trail of clothes strewn across the bedroom showing a clear line of rushed anticipation for this moment. Oh yes, the stresses of today were going to be literally melted away...

Sexy bathtime story

By the time I got to the bathroom I was standing in just my lace g-string and the rest of the clothes made an untidy pile in the doorway. Pulling my hair free. I shook my head and then eyed myself in the mirror. I looked tired. Running my hands over the classical cinch of my waist and enjoying the dramatic flare of my hips, I peeled off the string and dipped a toe into the comforting heat with a shiver of sudden corporeal need.

Masturbation Diary: I Touch Myself

The night was spent shifting in steamy, torrid dreams of debauchery and sex. As I lay and ponder on nothing much at all, I realise the sensations of my body. My clit feels like its been expertly strummed for hours, aching, throbbing and pulsing so hard. In reality it hasn't been touched at all. Yet. Remnants of dreams filter through my consciousness, bodies entwined, the feeling of dreamed orgasms, the taste of my lover on my lips and the feel of them pervading and invading me all at once.