Tag Archives: erotica
Glory – Glory hole erotica
This incredible glory hole erotica, by Cara Thereon, originally appeared on her website. It is read here by Tabitha Rayne.
The plywood floor was surprisingly clean. Something about that increased Tess’s certainty about coming to this particular establishment. She slipped out of her jeans, pushed her panties down her legs, and pulled her tank top off. She folded it all up and sat it on the metal folding chair near the door.
Pub gang bang – a public group sex story
This gorgeous group sex story is written by Quinn Rhodes, and originally appeared on hir website. It is read here by Girl on the Net.
One minute we’re sitting at the table. There are glasses of wine and tall glasses of chilled drinks filed with ice on the table. The talk is mildly erotic, but I feel like it is affecting me more than the others. I shift in my seat, wondering if they know what their words are doing to me. I excuse myself to the bathroom, and when I’m sitting on the toilet I lean down and sniff my wet knickers. My cunt smells wonderful. (more…)
Enema addict – solo enema erotica
This enema erotica, by author Tabitha Rayne, originally appeared on her website, and is also available in her latest erotic collection – Drenched. It is read here by the author herself.
Charlotte was no stranger to a douche, but that was usually in preparation for some anal mischief.
Guest blog: Non-binary erotica – Tears
I love erotic fiction that makes me feel things alongside ‘horny’ and today’s guest blog, by Anita Cassidy (@anitacassidy76 on Twitter) does exactly that. It’s a beautiful tale of a first-time encounter between an older woman and a non-binary person, in which they share more than sex – connection, intimacy, and love for each others’ bodies. It’s utterly beautiful and you’re in for a treat.
Far beyond the yellow sea – piss play erotica
This hot piss play erotica is written by Floss Liddell, read here by Girl on the Net.
The desire is lodged in my chest, a sudden onslaught of need is physically gripping me, I can barely catch my breath and the ache for you is unbearable as I consider you in a way I have never done before. One story was all it took, a story where warm piss fell upon soft skin and my mind raced to thoughts of you, my heart pounding, my want rising, as my debauched little mind begged me to ask this of you.