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My private sex cabin

Erotic fiction inspired by Bernie in “My Escape 2

I have a secret space, a retreat I like to escape to now and then – just me, myself, and my sex toys. It’s nothing special, a small wooden cabin with a few pieces of furniture and a fireplace. It’s very basic, right down to the tub, a simple tin bath too small to do much more than kneel in. It’s just how I like it, a private space where I can treat myself mean and keep myself keen without anyone interrupting me.

I’ve just come back from a night alone at my retreat. I filled the tin bath with hot water, added some bath salts to turn the water red, and used one of my favorite dildos to stir it. Then I sat on a bench beside it and stroked my pussy. I was wearing a fishnet body stocking, one I keep there. I’ve never worn it for anyone else, just for my own private pleasure. It has an open crotch, and it makes me feel so exposed and slutty, with my pussy displayed like that.

I teased my clit and played the tip of the dildo around my lips. I imagined that if I had a man with me, he would be standing over me, his cock in my face, sliding in and out of my mouth. I licked and sucked the toy, picturing myself sucking my imaginary lover’s cock. Somehow I am so much more wanton when I’m on my own; my tongue explored every inch of the dildo eagerly.

I stroked my clit harder and rubbed it between two fingers, silently telling my plastic friend that soon it would be fucking me, and when I was wet enough, I took the dildo from my mouth and pushed it between my pussy lips. Oh, my toy knew exactly how to please me. The thick, bulbous end plowed deep inside me, my pussy lips swallowing it and hugging it tight, opening and closing around it as I worked it in and out. With my other hand I was strumming my clit, and every so often I slid the toy all the way out of my pussy and stroked it over my clit, pressing it firmly against my throbbing flesh, making me gasp.

In my cabin I have all the time in the world for me and just me. I can indulge my body, and enjoy it in any way I wish. Last night, I kneeled in the tub with my feet over the side, mixing my sexual pleasure with a little hint of pain, a game I really enjoy. Sometimes I feel a certain inhibition about revealing my kinky desires to my lovers, so when I’m alone, I feel free to indulge them.

My pussy was getting so wet, and I knew it wasn’t just the water, it was the discomfort and the kinkiness of the situation, imagining how an onlooker would see me. I plunged the dildo back into my pussy, stirring it around, water splashing everywhere as I rode it. The game was even more intense because I could hardly move, my legs bent under me, the walls of the tin bath so rigid and unyielding. The water was cooling, but I slid down into it, my body shocked by the sudden chill, cold water lapping around my overheated skin.

I reached back to the bench to grab my clamps and slowly clipped one over my left nipple, the pain shocking my body further as it closed, pinching my nipple tight. My fingers ran along the chain to the other clamp, and brought it to my right nipple. I was momentarily paralyzed from the pain as I clipped it on, but then I felt good all over, the powerful sensation sending waves of arousal through me. I began to rub my clit again, really fast and hard this time, the throbbing of my nipples between the clamps mirrored by the throbbing of my pussy.

My other hand plunged into the tub and I slid my fingers inside my hole, opening them, inviting cold water into my pussy. Another shock to the system, another kick of pain and pleasure. I was reaching a point of sexual sensory overload.

From the burning cold in my limbs and penetrating my pussy to the maddening throb of my rigid nipples, the sensations were meeting to drive me over the edge. I hooked a thumb into the ring that hung from the chain, pulling the clamps down each time I rubbed at my clit. It sent my body into an orgasmic chain reaction from which there was no escape.

I shuddered and twitched in the tub, my legs shaking hard enough to send waves crashing up my belly. I dug my fingers as deep inside me as I could and pulled on the chain, biting my lip as I came. It felt incredible.

I could barely move afterwards. I unclamped my nipples and threw the chain aside, sitting in the cold tub and feeling my pussy juice seep out and mingle with the bath water.

My cabin is always waiting for me, and I am always thinking about it. I have kept the water in the tub for next time. When I go back, it will be even colder. I’m already horny thinking about the fun I could have in that freezing, dirty sex water…

 

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Pleasing a new Mistress

Erotic fiction inspired by Aislin and Michelle H in “In Control 2

Master has promised me to another, he tells me in the morning. He dresses me in a backless leather skirt and fixes a collar and leash around my neck. He orders me to paint my lips red and tie my hair up tight in a bun. When I am ready, he leads me downstairs to the kitchen and hooks my leash over a chair, telling me to face the table.

“I have a guest arriving soon. You will do whatever our guest wishes.”

He spanks me, hard. I understand. I know better than to disobey.

I stand and wait. And I wait. And I wait. I lose track of time. I hear the doorbell ring, and Master opens it. The muffled sounds of voices come to me, a man and a woman, Master and his guest.

I hear them come into the kitchen behind me. They don’t say anything, but I can feel their eyes on me. Then they leave. Their voices carry to me from another room. Footsteps on the stairs. They go up and return a few minutes later.

I hear heels on the flagstones as Master’s guest approaches me. She comes and stands beside me. I turn to look at her. She is dressed in a tight fitting, black PVC dress, the zipper open down to her navel. In her hand she holds a leather riding crop. On her head she wears a black leather mask in the style of a wolf.

Her green eyes stare at me through the holes in her mask. She lifts the crop and beats it against her free hand. She uses it to command me, signalling that I should kneel before her. I do as I am told. Master is not watching, but I know he is in the house. He is aware of us. I must behave.

Mistress circles me, her crop stroking my shoulders, my breasts, my arms. She whips me on my ass, hitting me hard three times. I gasp, a sharp intake of breath, trying to keep quiet as my Master always insists.

Mistress pushes my shoulder with her crop and I go over onto my hands. She whips my ass; her crop knows where to find the most painful area. It swishes past my face and I look up at her. She signals for me to crawl forward.

I am not sure what she wants, so I keep crawling around the kitchen. She moves from me, turning to watch, then signals for me to stop. I kneel, looking up at her.

Mistress runs her hands over her breasts and crotch. Then she motions to me with her crop and nods her head. I look at her. I am confused. Does she want me to touch her? She strikes her hand with her crop again and nods more forcefully at me. I think she wants to watch me.

I kneel on the floor, unsure of myself. Will Master be unhappy if I do wrong? Am I to play with myself for Mistress, or should I go to her and touch her? I decide to play with myself. Mistress would be closer if she wanted me to touch her, I reason. I watch her to see if I am doing right. She seems pleased, though it is hard to tell with only her eyes visible.

Squatting on the floor, the chain leash drapes over my pussy. I look up at Mistress. She wants to watch me, to see me. She wants me to turn her on with my body. I drop my hands to the floor behind me and rub my pussy against the chain, the links sliding up and down my labia, snaring my clit.

I look up at Mistress. She is absentmindedly rubbing the crop against her thigh, her eyes on my pussy. She is pleased. I will go further for her. Lifting one hand from the floor, I stroke my pussy, open it with my fingers, rub at my hole. I watch Mistress; she likes my eye contact, I can tell. I can see her breathing just a little bit harder. 

I make a bold move – one I would not risk with Master, who expects complete obedience – rising from the floor to sit on a seat. Mistress shows no sign of disapproval. I take the leash and wrap the steel chain around my breast, tightening it, making my right tit swell and flush crimson as the blood rushes to the surface. Mistress shifts a little and I know she is pleased.

The leather strap dangles in front of me. I grab it and slap it against my pussy, hitting my clit with it. The sensation shoots electric thrills through me. I am losing control, falling into my own sexual pleasure, something that Master rarely lets me have. I drop my leash and use my hands on my pussy, pressing three fingers inside. I writhe in my seat, forgetting that Mistress is watching me. I want to cum, I want to feel that pleasure. It has been so long since I have had an orgasm.

But I remember myself, remember where I am, and what Master would expect of me. I am here to please Mistress. I stand and bend over the kitchen table, sliding a hand between my thighs, and look over my shoulder. Mistress watches, rubbing the riding crop over her crotch.

Again, I rub at my pussy, push my fingers inside my hole. I aim to excite Mistress but I excite myself more. I thrust my fingers harder. I cum on my hand, shaking on the table, and slither off back to the seat breathing hard.

Mistress looks at me, comes to me, runs her hand over my chin and around my neck, walking around me. She pushes her finger into my mouth for a moment, then takes it from me and turns to leave the room.

I do not see her again, but I wait there, listening. I hear her walk upstairs and return soon after. She speaks to Master in another room. I only hear their muffled voices, then she leaves.

Master comes to find me. He tells me I have done well. I should dress and prepare coffee. He does not speak of it again that day.

 

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Behind the scenes with sexy Ornella

Stunning Czech model Ornella makes her movie debut on The Life Erotic today in John Chalk’s highly arousing “Faux Penis 2,” and this is a girl who certainly knows how to make an impact. Chances are you’ll be mesmerized right from the first glimpse of her; that pretty face, with hypnotic blue eyes and big, juicy, blowjob lips, makes one hell of a first impression. She has a sensational figure too, with perky natural breasts, long legs and a perfect ass.

But 20-year-old Ornella – who has appeared on our sister sites SexArt and Viv Thomas as Morgan Rodriguez – isn’t just gorgeous; she’s a sensual and uninhibited girl who loves to explore her sexuality on screen. Her smile of delight as she slathers lube over a giant black dong is irresistible, and when she eases her shaved pussy down onto it and rides vigorously, it’s a sensational sight.

Enjoy these behind the scenes pics from the shoot, and you can look forward to more appearances from gorgeous Ornella soon!

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Kinky Movie of the Month: June 2018

The summer heat brings out everyone’s kinky side, maybe because we’re all wearing fewer clothes and getting hot under the collar! That may explain why June 2018 has been such a bumper month for exciting and arousing movies here at The Life Erotic.

Director Tora Ness made her TLE movie debut with “My Escape 2,” which featured cute blonde Bernie clamping her nipples and fucking herself with a dildo in the confines of a secret barn retreat. Stunning Sigy Black appeared in two excellent movies; “Black Silky Play 2” shows her stretching her pussy wide around a big, black dildo, while “Deep & Sweet 2” takes it further with an enormous ice dong. Busty blonde Angel Wicky impressed once again in John Chalk’s awesome “Doppelganger 2,” a cool virtual reality themed movie that showcases her sensational figure beautifully. It’s not easy to choose from so much hotness, but here’s my personal and entirely subjective top three movies of the month:

Sexy Merllin is outstanding in Shane Shadow’s “To The Touch” as she fingers her hairy pussy avidly in an atmospheric dungeon room. This is a movie that sounds as hot as it looks, Merllin’s loud moans a real turn-on as she plunges her fingers into her juicy slit. Her pretty face and perfect body are a pleasure to watch as she masturbates, and I defy you not to be stirred by that orgasm!

Gorgeous redhead Michelle H is a favorite around here, whether she’s in front of the camera, or directing as her alter ego Red Fox. In “In Control 2” she does both, appearing in a kinky leather bodysuit and mask, tormenting curvy blonde Aislin with a riding crop. Aislin looks irresistible in heels, a collar and a backless skirt that exposes her fine ass, all the better for Michelle to spank her. Let’s just say things get intense…

But my absolute favorite this month is “Morning Routine 2,” directed by Xanthus, in which sweet brunette Elison G deals with the summer heat by taking a dildo made out of ice to her pussy and fucking herself with it, the ice melting inside her, water trickling out of her overheated slit. And when it’s melted down enough, she sucks the icy cock and then thrusts it inside her asshole. This is one incredibly kinky movie that is sure to give you enough horny ideas to last right through until fall!

So what about you? What were your favorite kinky movies of June 2018?

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