One of my favorite times of the year, when spooky erotica has its time to shine! Let’s write some sexy, witchy smut!
Laid next to someone you care for a lot, arms wrapped around you, fingers intertwined. There are few things that feel better than this moment, and passion overtakes you. You want them immediately, but want to stay this comfortable with them as well. How does your character combine the comfort and passion for their lover?
With this year’s Smutathon event steadily approaching, the committee behind the event is about to open the doors to our first ever Smutathon Slam!! Several weeks ago, we just gotten together on Zoom to celebrate the announcement of the organization we would be supporting this year, Endometriosis UK, as well as opening up for starting donations.
This could mean a lot of things to different people. A source of your desire. Something that makes you hunger as it stimulates your senses. You want to move forward and indulge, but something prevents you. It could be you weren’t given permission, it could be a restraint of a physical or mental kind, or even a barrier. Details are up to you, so long as something desired has been denied to your character.
Several weeks ago, I wanted to move towards doing more audio erotica on this blog, but changed my mind after hearing my voice. No one likes to hear their voice, but I thought I sounded really dull. However, after I read one of my stories for the Smutathon 2020 launch party last night, I was really humbled to see how many nice things people had to say. If not for all of them, I might not have decided to try this again. So, thank you. All of you!
What lies behind that locked door? Why is it that you’re free to open any other door and explore any room you like, but not this one? What does your mysterious host keep in there? What do they use the room for? Once you look through the keyhole, will you be satisfied with just looking? Or would you like to step inside?
Voyeurism and exhibitionism isn’t anything new. Even the most vanilla of us get a thrill off watching a couple in action, or having eyes on you while you fuck. What perspective do you get to be a third-party observer? What goes through your mind when you see someone watching you in such erotic bliss?