He’s pretty quiet in bed, so I’ve become used to turning up the perception dial on all the senses I use to tell whether someone’s enjoying themselves. Most notably when I’m sucking his dick or giving him a gentle hand job. I listen more intensely for the softer sounds he makes, and have trained myself to hone in on those little moments when his breath catches: if I tease the head of his cock with lubed-up fingers, for instance, or get the pressure and speed of a particular stroke just right. I place my hands on his thighs or hips, where the muscles sometimes tense as things start to build, or I press my whole body against his, to get an even better idea of how my moves are being received. I check in with plenty of ‘is this good?’s and the occasional specific question like ‘tell me which is better… gentle or firm?’. It’s a far cry from someone’s hands gripping my hair and shoving my throat onto their cock or loud moans telling me what a filthy slut I am, but I’m getting used to these quieter, softer responses. I’ve started to tune in to the subtle shifts in how he tells me he’s having a good time. So when I introduced this subtle guy to a sexual feedback technique for shy people, the fact that he used it – and the way that he used it – made me drench my knickers in an instant.

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This gorgeous erotic fiction in which your dominant instructs you to “bring me a pretty cock” is written and read by JM Seaborn of WrittenInKink.com

You close the door to the hotel room and your heart starts beating at double time. The click of the lock is like a starter’s gun but it’s also a seal. Encasing you in this room with two men. One, your lover. Your playmate. A man you trust. The other, a complete stranger. A stranger you picked out yourself.

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This fabulous erotic vignette is written and read by Robyn of RobynEatsEverything.

All I want for my birthday is a fat load of your cum to ice my face like a cake.

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This gorgeous erotic story featuring intimate D/s and a fabulously hot facefuck is written and read by Lou Kane and originally appeared on his website. Note that this story contains ‘Daddy’ as an honorific.

I loved sitting at Daddy’s feet. I felt so safe and warm wrapped around B’s calf, cheek pressed against their thigh as they absently played with the short strands of my hair. I chose this position whenever I got the opportunity—which was why I was currently trapped between B’s legs and the couch and clad in nothing but my underwear while the credits rolled on the movie we’d just finished.

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Delighted to welcome back this week’s guest blogger, whose first piece (a deeply intimate story about fisting and finally-requited-lust) was extremely popular here on the blog. Today’s gorgeous erotica focuses on an exquisitely intense moment – a snatched facefuck in the kitchen, on which anyone could walk in. I absolutely adore her style, and the intensity of this story spoke to so many of my kinks for being passionately grabbed and intensely used. Mmmm. Probably don’t read it on the bus, yeah?

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