Author Archives: Tabitha Rayne

Tabitha Rayne is an erotic author, sex blogger, sex toy inventor and all-round badass.

Nobody comes looking for me: solo masturbation

This poignant solo masturbation erotica is by Tabitha Rayne. Read here by the author herself, it originally appeared on her website. 

It’s been days, possibly a week or even two since I left this flat. Probably longer since I updated any sort of social media. My phone hasn’t rang and my door hasn’t been knocked. There’s no concerned notifications from my online friends.

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Migraine – spiritual masturbation erotica

This spiritual masturbation 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.

The serpent is here again – pixelating and twinkling in my vision. It hatches in the centre, creating a blind spot then slithers to the outer periphery, lingering in a crescent moon.

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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.

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Spanked in the woods – Spanking erotica

This spanking erotica, by author Tabitha Rayne, originally appeared on her website. It is read here by Leo DiLuca.

They locked gazes for another brief moment then Archie nodded, dragging her up once again like a rag doll and placed her over log that was now on its side.

“What the?” she began to say but he silenced her with a sharp slap to her thigh.

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Insomnia love lock – a midnight sex story

This midnight sex story, by erotic author Tabitha Rayne, originally appeared on her website. 

Insomnia grips me.

Awake but in stasis, I should just get up, start my day but it feels so wrong. Blood runs fizzy in my veins and my head throbs. Why can’t I be one of the sexy insomniacs from the films, pounding the streets or hunched over a laptop writing wretched dark novels while chain smoking with gaunt cheeks and staring eyes.

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