Erotica: Male Writer Wants Female Reader by Kissbliss

Hello. Have you ever read a story that begins with this word? I am sure that you will have read many stories about a man and a woman. Have you ever read a story that is about you and me? I am equally certain that you haven’t, so please let me write one for you. I hope that you are at home,

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Erotica: A Night Out (Part Two) by Catalfi

This is Part Two of A Night Out by Cliterati reader Catalfi. You can read Part One here. Just sitting here, casually finishing my drink – I don’t think anyone noticed what you were doing to me, did they? We’re in a secluded corner here; no-one noticed you teasing and stroking my clit oh so

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Erotica: A Night Out (Part One) by Catalfi

All dressed up for a night out: short black skirt, leather waistcoat, black stockings, heels. First we go for a lovely meal. Sitting opposite you, I keep looking at you; I really want to kiss you, to feel your tongue in my mouth. After the meal we walk to a pub not far away. We

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Erotica: Mornington Crescent

Not least of the attractions of being with James was that he was a wonderful cook. Most of the time they were not in the bedroom they spent in the kitchen with Debbie obediently preparing the vegetables, washing up, doing everything Chef required in anticipation of the treats ahead. It was a Monday evening, a

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Erotica: Forty Kinds of Penance

  Wednesday was confession day. James was away on business that week so Debbie had to make her weekly confession by Skype. She undressed, arranged the webcam attached to the top of her monitor to film her as she knelt in naked humility and selected ‘Lordandmaster’ on the menu bar. She clicked with the mouse

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Erotica: There’s No Denying by Cheeky Minx

There’s no denying his aroused flesh. There’s no denying the shaft, thick and hard and leaking, straining against the pinstripe suiting, the strong fist taking hold, stroking the pulsing meat, the nose flooded with the scent of sex and desire as it rises up through the layers, as it drifts up from between her splayed

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Erotica: Hands On By Molly Moore

I was trying to take a picture of my dishevelled bed hair but in my usual style I had got distracted and found myself experimenting with the light created by the late evening sun. The house was silent, but outside the occasional rumble of a car on the road beyond our window would remind us

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Erotica: Acting on Instructions by Blacksilk

Red is a vixen, Red is a flirt Red told me to go to him and rip off his shirt Red is a siren, Red is a tease Red told me to take him and bring him to his knees He was playing D&D and I was in my bedroom somewhat bored. I say bored, “bored” was

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Erotica: Always Wet By Molly Moore

You brush the hair from my face, hooking it back behind my ear. With one hand you tilt my chin upwards and with the other you guide me in closer to you. The heat of your touch in the small of my back confuses my body and instinctively I lean back into your touch but

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Book Extract: The Perfect Dom

“Spank me. Is that an invitation?” Shit. Mia had completely forgotten about him. Her flatmate, Katy, had asked if it was okay if her brother could stay on their sofa for a couple of nights. His own place was being fitted with a new bathroom and conditions over there weren’t exactly tantamount to hygiene. Mia had

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Erotica: Man on Man

I’d always been curious about seeing two men together so, when my friend (and fuck-buddy) Alex mentioned he fantasised about men occasionally, my mind started to wander. Would having a threesome that really was three way be fun? Or would I feel ignored? I figured if we could find a willing – and bi –

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Erotica: I Was a Bisexual Schoolgirl by Liza

My partner D is very into role play. He’s a fantasist and he loves to spin tales. We’ve tried our hands at a few different scenarios, but he really seems to like situations involving school. You might already see where this is going. It began when I received an unexpected package at work one day.

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Erotica: A Master of Arts

Debbie saw him immediately when she walked into the restaurant. He was dressed, as arranged, in a three piece suit with a crisp white shirt and an Oxford college tie. She went up to him walking briskly and not betraying the nerves she felt. ‘You must be James’ she said with a smile, offering her

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Erotica: Taming The Lioness by Calico Costello

It was a Saturday night and I was waiting for my Mistress. I stood in front of a long length mirror, admiring my curves. I’ve always liked how my breasts look in a balcony bra. As I repositioned my them I felt my increasingly erect nipples graze the lace. As I turned around I smiled,

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Erotica: Love Letter by Blacksilk

I wrote you a love letter… “You’re such a bad boy. You make me enjoy being tied and taken. You need punishing for it. I should be really cruel to you. Soon. When we’ve only just got back together, on the first night or two of a visit, when the sex is still all hungry.

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Erotica: Framework By Molly Moore

His dominance creates the perfect border around my submission. Like the perfect frame around a piece of art he enhances all that I am and makes it look bolder, better, brighter than it really is. His dominance is like my resting place, my perch. It is a place of safety that I constantly return to

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Erotica: Innocent Comments By Molly Moore

“I like sucking cock too but then he likes to fuck a pretty mouth….” That was a comment I left on a blog I spent most the weekend reading Later in the day…. “So you like to suck cock eh?” he asked me as we sat out in the garden I grinned back at him

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Erotica: Painted Lady By Molly Moore

Molly wrote the piece below as a result of a painting prompt from the Robert Lenkiewicz ‘Woman Masturbating’ nude above. Molly also created her own version of the painting (top) using her camera and computer. As soon as I walked into the room I knew the decision had been made. I had only been gone what seemed

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Book Extract: Instructed to Play

Holding Still by Rose de Fer ‘You will have to earn your submissive pose again,’ he says. Then he paces away across the room and when he returns he is holding a riding crop. If my eyes widen slightly he doesn’t notice, as he is inspecting the looped leather tongue at the end of the

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Book Extract: His House of Submission

‘I’m just not a very nice person. Perhaps I’m even a bad person. But I’m a good master. And I can show you things. I want to show you so many things, Sarah. If you’ll let me.’ Every ounce of common sense screamed at me to run. But I was trapped, enticed by the beguiling

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Erotica: Hungry Beast by Molly Moore

Nothing seems to be enough at the moment yet I am satisfied beyond what words can describe. How can these two opposites exist in me at the same time? I sleep that restful sleep of a woman well used and loved yet during my waking hours I think about; more. I am haunted by the

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Erotica: Packing For A Night Out by Silken Sheets

Carly was standing in front of the mirror. She stood there, half dressed for her night out, smiling to herself, giggling at her pose. She stood with one hand by her side, the other fondling her balls, watching as her big cock moved from side to side. She was packing and she enjoyed it. She was different

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Erotica: “Good Morning Sir” by Molly Moore

I see him sleeping, the early morning light illuminating his shoulders and back and highlighting the curls of his hair. The steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathes the deep slow breaths of sleep show me he is deep in slumber. I sit and watch, mesmerised, studying his back and neck, memorising

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Erotica: Golden Hand by K L Gillespie

Rush hour was well under way and Molly had already picked two pockets by the time she arrived at Victoria Station. She worked the main concourse for twenty minutes before jumping into a black cab and heading over to the city where the richest pickings were to be had. She always took taxis, unless she

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