This stunning audio porn about yearning and wanting is written and read by Spen Pritchard.

I have to know.

I have to know what it feels like to hold you, to mix your warmth with mine in a tight embrace. I have to know if your perfume is sweet or smoky and if it changes when hot lust runs through your veins and your skin blushes when we’re close enough to touch. I have to know if your heart pounds so heavy when you’re in my arms that I can feel it against my chest.

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Unlike with suck jobs, I’m going to launch into this piece without any preamble whatsoever: here are five different ways to suck a dick. There are many more ways to suck a dick than this, but these are the first 5 types of blow job that popped into my head. Feel free to expand in the comments, I am always keen to share knowledge with other expert cocksuckers.

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When I first read this story – an exquisite fantasy written by Jaimie of Jaimie’s Erotica – my first thought was ‘holy shit, I have seen videos like this and they made my cunt flood too!’. My second thought was ‘why do we not write more erotica with a heavy focus on precum?’. In this fabulous story, Jaimie and her girlfriend experiment with a little kinky DIY so they can live out their dreams of teasing a guy’s dick through a hole they’ve cut in a second-hand kitchen table. It’s exactly as hot as that sounds, with an additional stunning emphasis on how horny it is to get to play, taste and paint each other with eager little droplets of precum. Unngh. Check out Jaimie’s blog at the link above, read her previous guest blog The Chatelaine (a beautifully atmospheric Halloween-themed piece), follow her on Mastodon or BlueSky, and keep an ear out for some of her incredible work appearing on the audio porn project this year too!

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This stunning piece is part 8 in a series written and read by Sundial. You can catch up on the rest of the Sunday series here, and you absolutely should because every single episode is fire. 

I feel your breath on my ass and it’s followed by your fingers, tracing over my cheeks, fingernails lightly grazing around to the sides of my hips, over the sensitive area at the base of my spine, and I feel goosebumps forming. Your touch is so gentle, a complete contrast to the whipping you gave me earlier. My ass smarts with the memory of it and I draw in a breath, arching my neck and raising my head.

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This stunning ode to fishnet tights is written and read by Spen Pritchard. 

Taut twines of fabric tether to your skin and form soft square pillows, pleading to be touched, to be teased, to be kissed. Toes twitch and curl with every throb of excitement and anticipation as my eyes feast on your glorious form, caught up in the netting from the waist down.

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