Sexy Stories

Sexy Stories by Cara Sutra

Welcome to the Cara Sutra sex blog where you can find countless free sexy stories and erotic tales to seduce your imagination, reawaken your libido and reignite the passion in your solo or shared sexual playtimes.

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I write sexy stories which I find incredibly arousing to me, in the hope that other people will find them intoxicatingly evocative, too. Written filth is a medium which entices and stimulates like no other. We interpret the written word according to our experiences, our preferences… our kinks. Characters with deep personalities but vague physical outlines are fleshed out by your own imagination, depending on exactly how you’d like them to look. They are given voices by your own mind, speaking the words as written on the page, whispering erotica to you in a perfect growl or purr.

My sexy stories are borne from the deepest, darkest recesses of my depraved imagination. They can start as just a tendril of an idea, a glimpse of an erotic situation, a pondering over a ‘what if…’ – and before I know it, I’m fleshing out an entire scene based around that one erotic element.

My sexual interests and kinks are wide and varied, so my sexy stories are, too. The themes range from traditional vanilla sex, loving sex scenes within a relationship, whether hetero or gay/lesbian/bisexual. They could be an imaginative extension of reality, a snippet of my own sex life caricatured for your erotic pleasure. I’m also incredibly kinky, and love being a part of the BDSM scene. Some of my sexy stories reflect this strong interest, with themes such as ageplay (DD/lg kink), FemDom, chastity, bondage, edge play, spanking, humiliation, forced orgasms and a whole lot more.

I hope you enjoy reading through my sexy stories and erotic tales.

Here are just a few examples of the free sexy stories you can find at Cara Sutra:

Brave New Anti-Virus World 

“The Leader’s voice reiterated the main points: there had been several deaths in one of the planet’s medical research facilities. The deaths were at first thought to be of natural causes, but as time passed the authorities could no longer contain or deny the truth. An incredibly dangerous virus was on the loose. It was highly infectious. Expect major changes in your day-to day lives. Protect yourself and others. This is life or death. All inhabitants must abide by the new laws and restrictions. Effective immediately.”

Bundled Into The Gang Bang Van

“It shocked me to realise I was awaiting their next move with not so much apprehension as excitement. Terrified, shocked, vulnerable excitement, the thrill of knowing something is definitely going to happen and you’re powerless to control it. I was ready. My cunt was ready, slick and puffy and opening like a blossom awaiting the strike. My clit was ready, hard and twitching and straining for stimulation; any stimulation, gentle or cruel.”

The Wedding: What’s Yours Is Mine

“As I approached the happy, newly-wed couple, I saw that they’d finally disentangled from their vow-sealing kiss and were slowly returning to reality. I was close enough now to enjoy first the confusion registering on both their faces, then the blood draining from his as he caught sight of me. As if my very presence was leeching the blood from his veins and absorbing it into my leathers.”

Hood Ornament

“He was the first of many. If I’d been counting, I’d have lost count; but I didn’t dare, and I wasn’t sure I remembered how to count. Being fucked by one cock -whether you agree or not- is breathtaking enough, but by what felt like several hundred cocks in one afternoon… At first the different sizes caused me to twitch and squirm in my bonds, as they fucked my held-open cunt one after the other. Unceasing fucking from long but slender cocks, shorter fat ones, and painfully large types which made me cry out as I could do nothing but stare straight ahead in terror or squeeze my eyes closed against the tears which fell. My body disagreed, my cunt greedy for yet more…”

Coming Full Circle

The spotlight centred on my naked, kneeling body is bright enough to just reveal the dark forms stood in a circle surrounding me. I feel the men's presence, rather than see them; I'm seeing the scene through my mind's eye in any case, with my eyes squeezed tightly closed, blocking out reality, even while it commands my full sensory attention. 

Reconnecting With My Slave

All that mattered was that it was you, and I was Me, and we were at last together again, present physically rather than two souls connected over long-distance solely through shared perversions, creative intelligence and our consistently passionate bond.  

A New Flavour

"Shy" was not how I'd describe her. A mischievous gleam swirled like an undiscovered cosmos in her dark eyes, while her full red lips seemed determined to settle into a cheeky pout whenever they weren't getting her into trouble.  

Love Thy Neighbour

If my husband knew the way I thought about Carl, he would have freaked. If he only knew that I tended garden in my high-cut jean shorts and tight white tank top in the hopes that Carl would be outside mowing the lawn, washing his car, or even just getting the mail. If he only knew that I bent over, intentionally pushing my ass into the air, and spreading my legs, hoping that the tiniest hint of my thick lips could be seen pushing against the rough fabric. My body begged for Carl to look over and think about sucking on me.

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.  

A Satisfying Valentine’s Night

Years of memories of shared sex intimacy raced through my mind, countless kinky scenes tumbling through together, overwhelming me with instant lust. Panic blended seamlessly with trust and formed the liquid desire which escaped between my legs.  

Pleasure Between Worlds: Fucking Me Awake

Moan turned to determined grunt as those well-travelled fingers pushed my hip forwards; the dawn of a quest. 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 Wedding: What’s Yours Is Mine

The whispers of those seated at the back were muffled by the whoops surrounding the drawn-out kiss of joy at the altar, until a natural settling revealed the click-clack of my heels on the stone. A wave of anxious whispers and angry mutters accompanied my approach to the still lost-in-each-other bride and groom, which turned to gasps of shock as I undid and threw off the hideous overcoat without breaking stride. 

In Santa’s Lap

She never had a hope of resisting. Dizzy with excitement, her eyes eagerly sought him out once again. The legendary older man in his white trimmed, plush red velvet suit was still sat in his grand chair, no doubt tired from the afternoon crowds. 

Turned Into A Puppy For His Mistress

They were miles away from each other, but a heat linked them as they spoke. She was reclining in her bed, ready to drift to sleep. Alone in his room, he was kneeling beside his own bed. She enjoyed the sweetness of it, knowing he was that way for her, and the similarity to the pose to that for nighttime prayers did not escape her.

No Going Back

He was helpless. There was no going back.

Mistress’ Cucked Little Cum Rag

His hands are all over my body, somehow everywhere at once. That's how it feels, anyway. And I know that's how it looks.