:Erotica For Women

Daniel was a married professional from another state, with thirty years in the BDSM community. He claimed to be a trainer and wielded his dominance like a weapon. Sue was enthralled and pursued a relationship with Daniel.

Weeks in, he demanded the permission of Sue’s husband to continue communication, which he was granted. With Sue’s attention turned fully on him, Daniel began to toy with her mind. At first, there were a few very sensual phone calls. He commanded a list of her sex toys, her masturbation and controlled her sex life. It wasn’t until Daniel began humiliating her in chat rooms and poking fun of her to other submissives online that she started to question his motives…

This is an excerpt from the feature article When BDSM Goes Bad, an exclusive look at what happens when consensual sexual power play turns into abuse.

You’ll find this article only at For The Girls.

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Ecstatic or orgasmic birth has been described as one of the best kept secrets of pregnancy. Few people know that women are able to feel moments of extreme physical pleasure or joy during birth, provided the conditions are right, but that is now starting to change. Over the past few years, more and more women have been putting their hand up and talking about their “unusual” ecstatic birth experiences, shyly revealing that yes, it felt great and no, they are not a pervert.

And yet it shouldn’t be surprising that birth can be a highly sexual, pleasurable experience, given that sex is how pregnancy begins in the first place…

This is an excerpt from a feature article on orgasmic and ecstatic birth, found exclusively at For The Girls ezine for women. Find out about this amazing phenomenon and how it could be the way of the future at FTG.

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I knew how to give blowjobs. Steve had ensured I was properly educated in correct fellatio technique. It was one of his favorite things, and I, being the good little woman that I was, had been happy to indulge him. I knew how to swirl my tongue, lick under the head and apply just the right amount of suction as I moved my lips up and down the shaft. I was good at it. Had to be.

Thing was, Steve never reciprocated. Ever.

But Jake was different. I’d barely got into the rhythm of my award-winning blowjob technique before he gently pulled me up and kissed me.

“Your turn, baby,” he said, pushing me back onto the single bed…

This is an excerpt from a real life sex encounter, found only in the Wicked Ways column at For The Girls Erotic Site for Women.

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The next day, after I’d got over the hangover, I came up with a fun way to introduce my man to my new purchases. It was Sunday and he was lazing on the couch watching the game. Our daughter was off visiting a friend so we had the place to ourselves. I took off all my clothes and put on my new stockings, marveling at how sexy they made me feel. Then I took the new vibrator out of it’s packaging. It was a nice shiny silicone one, and the way it moved was almost hypnotic. I lay back on our bed and gently touched it to my clit. The sensation was incredible.

“Honey, can you come in here please?” I called. “I want to show you something.”

This is an excerpt from My New Toy, a sizzling Wicked Ways true story, found only at For The Girls.

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Does a guy ejaculate quicker after he’s had a longer break than if he does it every night?

Yes, I answered, happy to be able to finally field a question.

He also, I added, finds it easier to get a hard on if there’s a longer wait between sexual experiences.

Dead silence.

I mean his dick will be harder.

Again with the silence.

I mean it’s still hard but, you know, he won’t be hammering in any nails with it.

Finally a chuckle. I hoped like hell they were laughing at my little penis humour and not my penis…

This is an excerpt from Great Balls Of Desire, from the always-amusing Shoot At Will column at For The Girls.

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I kiss you to begin with, and I stroke your chest, feeling the hair beneath my fingers. I tweak your nipples because I know you like that, and I run my fingers along your thighs. I kiss your forehead and nibble your earlobe, and sometimes I tickle your feet, if I’m feeling playful.

Occasionally I hold your left hand. You right is, of course, busy.

You hold your cock firmly, your thumb lodged beneath the purplish head. Your grip is strong as you move your hand up and down…

This is an excerpt from “Watching You” - a sexy Wicked Ways letter found exclusively at For The Girls.

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For The Girls wishes you a happy new year!

Tonight don’t forget to:

* Drink a glass or six of bubbly to toast the new year
* Watch some fireworks or simply wave a sparkler around
* Make some resolutions about how you’re going to lose weight, stop drinking, eat well and exercise. Promptly forget them as you pour another glass of champers
* Smooch someone you love (or fancy) at midnight
* Dance. Do the YMCA without shame.
* Have sex!

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For The Girls wishes everyone a very Merry Christmas and a seriously sexy new year!

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I catch my breath as you press me back against you. I can feel the steel of your desire pressing into my back. I feel the moisture gather between my legs as your hand slides downward to my dark curls. When your finger parts my lips and gently touches my clit, I sigh, then you move your finger farther down, sliding it deep inside me to the very place that makes my knees go weak and makes me forget to breathe. I can’t suppress a deeper moan…

This is an excerpt from I Want… - a sizzling erotic letter featured in the Wicked Ways section at For The Girls.

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I was only disappointed at the loss of the vibe for a couple of seconds before I felt his mouth on my cunt. Gently he ran his tongue along my folds before lapping at my clit like a thirsty wolf. At the same time he began to push the tiny, buzzing vibe in and out of my soaking vagina, his strokes getting longer and faster the more I moaned.

At last I reached orgasm, a huge climax that made me buck my hips and growl like an animal. The waves of pleasure were still rippling through me when I heard Craig say “Oh, shit.”

“What?” I asked, my pussy still buzzing from the orgasm.

“I lost it. I’ve lost the vibrator. I think it’s gone inside you.”

This is an excerpt from the True Confessions column. Find out what happens next at For The Girls.

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