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.
This gorgeous story about getting fucked on a pub table is written by Quinn Rhodes, and is part 2 of a tale which began with this pub gang bang here. It originally appeared on Quinn’s website, and is read aloud here by Girl on the Net.
He tells me to open my mouth so he can fuck my slutty hole. I obey, of course. With one of his hands in my hair – pulling my head back and ensuring my mouth stays open – I have to take everything he gives me. He abuses my mouth, thrusting roughly and quickly and treating me as the fuck-toy he knows I want to be. I choke, splutter and gag, and when he pulls back to let me breath, he does so for not a second longer than I need him to.
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.
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…)