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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.
Sunday (part 9): Best of three – double penetration
This stunning double penetration audio porn is the concluding part 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.
You turn to him, indicating the sofa. I wait for him to get comfortable, so I can lower myself on to his dick. Slide over him with the folds of my glistening, copiously wet cunt. Take him in, deeply. I’ll go down so slowly, let him fill me up inch by inch. I’m so empty, even my ass is tickling inside with anticipation. I’m fucking thrilling, and I can’t wait to feel your cock pushing its slow way in, with him buried balls-deep inside me. Uhh, I need that gloriously full feeling that double penetration brings.
Guest blog: Drink you under the table
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!
Sunday (part 8): Be a doll for me
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.
I put the ‘ho’ in hotel
This deliciously hot erotic story is written and read by Tabitha Rayne. Note: in fantasy we can do things we wouldn’t in real life. Combining driving and sex is one of them. This is a dangerous activity and you should not do it . Obviously do wank about it though because this story is hot as hell.
He thinks we don’t do it enough. And by it, you know I mean sex. Bonking. Shagging. The glue that sets our relationship apart from all the other relationships in our lives. It’s true. We don’t. He might think we don’t, but I know we don’t. You know how it goes, a houseful of kids, pets, oldies, responsibilities, by the time we flop exhausted on to the sofa, barely enough energy to agree on a boxset, we’re fucked. And not in a good way.
So once every two months, I book us a very expensive room in a very expensive hotel. A different one every time. Some are sexier than others, but ALL are sexier than our own shabby messy bedroom, which is certainly not conducive to seduction in any form. How we ended up with all these damn kids is anyone’s guess.
So it’s time.