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Fingertips: Show me how to touch you
This stunning audio porn about watching you touch yourself is written and read by Spen Pritchard.
Run a fingertip over your parted lips, gently bringing blood to the fore, deepening their colour. Wet that finger with the tip of your tongue and snake it down your throat and between your exposed breasts. Inhale as you grab your tits and arch your back.
The Counting House: OCD lesbian fisting erotica
This fabulous lesbian fisting erotica is written and read by Tabitha Rayne. Note: this fisting story is inspired by her experiences of OCD and poor mental health.
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one—one, two, three, four, five, six, seven… and repeat.
Shit, it was happening. The rising of the daggers. Sabine pulled her hood over her face, trying to sink further into her top, withdraw, from herself and the street. All these damn people. Noises, smells, the overwhelming creeping of humanity. It sliced through into her, all this stuff, but there was only one way to get to Marguerite—and that was through it.
She fucked another man
This fabulous kinky piece about a dominant getting off on the fact that his partner fucked another man, is written and read by JM Seaborn of Written In Kink. Note that this story contains ‘Daddy’ as an honorific – all participants are consenting adults. Note too that this story plays with jealousy and anger like they’re kink tools, because kink is a space where we can do this, but you should never throw your jealousy or anger at someone in this manner outside of a consensual play space.
She fucked another man.
While I was at work she fucked another man.
While I was writing reports, and holding meetings, and managing stakeholders, she fucked another man. She let him touch her, kiss her, and put his fucking dick in her. She sucked his cock and made him growl and I bet she did the same glassy-eyed smile for him that she does for me when she swallowed his cum.
I want to be loved…
For as long as I can remember, I have yearned for a partner. Even when I was too young to understand sex or romance, I pursued boys. With a relentless, aching need. I’m sure some of them could sense it radiating out of me. As a child, when a brand new boy would turn up in whatever context – playing with my siblings and I on holiday, or transferring into my class from another school – my whole being would suddenly snap into focus, laser-targeted on whether or not this one might be a possibility. As a teenager, I was obsessed with the idea of having a boyfriend, and although there was one boy I was wildly in love with, I knew deep in my heart that any boy would do. I just wanted to be loved. When I finally did secure a boyfriend – even though he was entirely unsuited to me – there was a powerful feeling of relief and accomplishment. I’ve done it! I’ve got one! I am wanted! Go me! I yearn for a partner, I always have done. I just really really want to be loved.
Free use secretary 7: The sunset
Of all the fantasies I’ve written on this blog, I think ‘free use secretary’ was the one that caused most people to contact me saying ‘I have this one too!’. I was surprised and delighted by how many of you share similar fantasies, and I massively appreciate you making me feel less like a grubby little perv for sharing some of the free use secretary’s more intense adventures. As I’ve said before, she’s not real, she’s my fuckpuppet. And I enjoy being able to play with my fuckpuppets – giving them plotlines that would be either undesirable or impossible to achieve in real life. But she’s had a bit of a rough time of it, the free use secretary, hasn’t she? She is basically the recipient of some of the darker misogynist kinks that I work through via wanking. Part 6 ended with her getting emotionally as well as physically degraded, and that’s the last of the scenarios that I currently have on rotation in the old wank cinema. But in writing these pieces I grew fonder of my secretary, and I figured after all that work she deserved a better finale. This isn’t a story that existed before I started sharing her on the blog, but it’s floated in my head ever since I hit ‘publish’ on the third or fourth. It’s a very different fantasy to the ones I actually wank to, but it made me smile when I wrote it, and although (or perhaps because) it is as basic and lizard-brain as all the other stories in this series, I feel like it’s a fitting way to end this grubby tale. Here’s free use secretary 7 – the sunset.
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