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KatieTheWriter

The Pervert In My Head

Thanks for letting me indulge the pervert,

There’s a pervert in my head, you see, She writes of lust and fantasy. You never tried to hold her back, Or make me take a different tack. She writes of being soaked in white, A dripping mess by morning light. It’s sexy, sure, written in smut ‘cause we pretend there's no clean-up. She dreams of cocks too big to ride, That'd need a crane to get inside. But in truth they make me sore, While you can rock me to my core. She t...

ThePenisMightier

Meta: Chapter One

Mary loves erotic mind control fiction. When she reaches out to her favorite author, things start to change.

The faint glow of the laptop radiated out into the otherwise dark home office, casting long shadows across the small space. Mary read the words on the screen, her fingers working furiously on her clit as she absorbed the tale before her. She soon found herself stifling a moan, doing her best not to wake her husband Donny, who was sound asleep in the next room over. Leaning back in the chair with her legs spread wide, the...

TransKinkKing

Distracted And Horny

A horny writer struggles to finish.

Thoughts flood my mind. Characters and scenarios fill my mind. What does my cock want tonight? Hmm, something kinky. Desperation, maybe, I love the thought of a man desperate for a piss. His bladder filling, his cock swelling, the release as a golden arch spills forth.   Good, my own cock begins to swell at the thought. Where should this story take place? In the woods? No, not tonight. Sometimes I like a crowded beach, bu...

TroublesomeBard

3-2-1 Ambition

3 obnoxious students 2 concurrent narratives 1 overly ambitious story. What could possibly go right?

A gentle and cool early spring breeze swept through the trees lining the main walkway of River’s End University. Second semester was in full swing, but the weather, having finally broken, invited earnest youthful students setting up booths along the walkway trying to enlist other equally earnest and youthful students for their respective causes. A chestnut haired student, with darker brown roots beginning to show, was gen...

TamLin

White Space

What goes on in the blank spaces of a page?

He paused, "You know it's strange, but I can't seem to remember anything at all." Robert stood in the doorway, unsure what to do, disoriented."Is that so?" said a voice from inside the room. "Yes," Robert said, frowning. "Believe it or not, for a second there I couldn't even remember my own name!" Charlotte looked around the corner at him. "I hope you haven't forgotten mine." "Charlotte! Of course." Robert laughed. "Now t...