Tag Archives: fisting
Guest blog: The totalising fuck
I know it’s a cliche when people share a post and just say ‘THIS’, but holy shit – THIS. When @thatdocphoenix sent this guest blog over to me it fully took my breath away. The totalising fuck that he describes in this piece is what sex is, to me. What sex is about, what it’s for, and why we do it. This. A million times, THIS.
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.
Guest blog: The Vision (explicit fisting and exquisite intimacy)
There are so many incredible things I could highlight about this week’s guest blog. It’s got some stunningly achey descriptions of kissing, and kissing is very much my jam at the moment. Some truly exquisite descriptions of fingering too, which I don’t think gets nearly enough attention in erotica (my own included). And I’d be silly if I didn’t mention – for search as well as for fans of the act itself – that this is a deliciously explicit fisting story, detailed and real and beautiful. But for me the best thing about this week’s erotic fiction is the intimacy of it. From the first time the characters lock eyes to the very final gasp of the story, they’re locked together in a deeply intimate fuck. I love it. Please welcome today’s anonymous guest blogger…
A promise to keep: She helps me rediscover my orgasm
This gorgeous guided masturbation/fisting story in which our narrator gets help to rediscover her orgasm is written and read by Carolyna Luna, and originally appeared on her website.
I haven’t always had to pay for my orgasms. I’d given up caring about stigmas, however, when my years of anorgasmia were overcome under Naomi’s firm guidance. So when her text pinged that morning, I put my coat right back on and headed out.
Reconnecting with the Sex Scientist – a true sex story
This gorgeous true sex story is written by E L Byrne of Lustitude, and is read aloud here by Sherryl Blu.
I can hardly explain how it had been almost two years since we had seen each other. Two years since our flesh has touched, since I’ve heard his crazy laugh in person, since his lips touched mine, since we did incredibly delicious erotic things to one another. I mean the whole world knows why, but it just didn’t compute in my head. Then I saw him. (Insert big sigh here) What a wonderful feeling after all this unintended time away, neither our dynamic, our companionship, nor our attraction had waned. It was as strong as ever, and I can admit to feeling a total resurgence of my crush on him. Enjoying all the little “oooh” moments again. It’s been lovely.