Tag Archives: group sex

Guest blog: Playing with numbers – my first orgy
As always, I am a big slag for first times: there is something special about getting to participate in a kink you’ve never tried before. Today’s amazing guest blog, by kink correspondent extraordinaire Jenby, contains not one but two of her first times. It begins at her first orgy, and gets even hotter from there. Honestly, I can never thank her enough for the amazing adventures she’s happy to share here on the blog, and I always worry that these intros don’t do justice to her wit, her horn, and her playful creativity. We’re very lucky to have her here…

Guest blog: Rewarded at the glory hole
Today’s wonderful guest blogger was introduced to me by fellow sex blogger Sundial – one of the things that’s really cool about sex blogging is when you see other people going ‘ooh I could do that!’ and picking up the baton to write smut of their own. So I’m delighted to introduce D34U with a creative piece of erotic fiction all about good people getting just rewards: a turn at the glory hole, in recognition of their good work. If you enjoy this piece, click the link to follow D34U on Mastodon and check out some of his other work on Sundial’s blog too – a vampiric Halloween tale and a fantasy about a wife’s first threesome. In the meantime… have you been good? Like ‘human rights lawyer’ or ‘doctor without borders’ good? Then you might be eligible for a turn at the glory hole on the Phoenix Manor Volunteer Appreciation Day…

Cuck under the mistletoe
This gorgeous story about hot group sex under the mistletoe is written and read by the fabulous Sherryl Blu.
I’ve been with my guy for almost 8 years now and things are great. We have a remarkable life, we do a lot of things together, rarely argue and have amazing sex.

Just a set of fuck-holes
This glorious story about being used as a set of fuck-holes is written and read by the fabulous Sundial, and originally appeared on her website.
And here I am, a nearly naked shackled X bent at the middle. The lower part of the X is formed by my gorgeous new spreader bar. My ankles are wrapped in the supple leather that are its cuffs, unable to move. My torso is laid face down on the table. My arms are stretched out, tits squashed under me. My wrists are secured in leather shackles which you (rather ingeniously) attached with belts to the legs at the far end of table, forming the upper part of the X. There is no give at all, I cannot move.

Dirty dogger: she tries dogging on her own
This red-hot dogging erotica is written and read by Molly, of Molly’s Daily Kiss, and originally appeared on her website.
“What about you Gina? Fancy a bit of late night dogging?”
Gina felt the heat of embarrassment flush at her cheeks as the lads continued their banter between themselves.