Erotica/smut writer for hire

Hey everyone! I’m an erotica author who specializes in writing custom, original smut for anyone who is willing and able to commission me. It’s really fun to delve into what makes people tick sexually, and to bring someone’s fantasy/kink/fetish to life. That’s especially true when someone’s kink is very, very specific or niche or there isn’t a lot of material out there about it – those are always a blast to write. I have several commission slots open at the moment and I’m eager/willing to write a custom short story about any erotic subject so long as it doesn’t involve pain, rape, incest, scat or underage. (Or, basically anything that would tonally fit in a *Human Centipede* or *Hostel* movie.)

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All of my commission info can be found on my Carrd page/Twitter handle, which has the same username. But yeah – feel free to send me a Personal Message if you’re interested! And if you need or want an example of my writing, allow me to share the first few paragraphs of the latest erotic commission I just had the pleasure of wrapping up. Hope you enjoy it :)

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Miranda Jenson was lying in the bed of her quaint two-room apartment. Her laptop was positioned beside her on the sheets and was playing the video of a red-headed woman lustily humping a pillow. Miranda’s white granny panties had been yanked down to her knees and she was sliding a ribbed, purple dildo in and out of her pussy, moaning softly as the woman on the screen shook her ass in front of the camera.

Miranda, it shouldn’t surprise you, had an extremely high sex drive; it was one of the main reasons she had become a stripper at the Spearmint Gentlemen’s Club straight out of college, as she felt right at home around others who also had sex on the brain all day. That, and it allowed her to be around some insanely hot women while they were getting naked and parading around in scantily-clad outfits. In fact, the woman she was watching at the moment happened to look a lot like Carmen, who was one of the Spearmint’s more experienced dancers.

Still, it was rare for Miranda to wank herself off in the morning like this, as that was an activity she usually reserved for nighttime, as a tactic to make it easier for her to get to sleep. She couldn’t help it though. She had had an incredibly bizarre dream the night before, a dream that wasn’t so much a presentation of an alternate reality as much as it was an onslaught of white light. Miranda woke up feeling like she had spent the entire night staring into the sun. The dream was indecipherable to her and she couldn’t begin to psychoanalyze why she had subjected herself to it. All she knew was that she had woken up feeling unbelievably horny, so much so that she was risking being late to work just to get herself off.

Miranda watched the redhead ride the pillow and felt herself getting wetter and wetter. Pillow-humping was such a primal, kinky way to masturbate, and it reminded her of how she first started to touch herself back when she was a teen, back when she would grind against the nose of her stuffed teddy bear without even knowing what she was doing. But she knew what she was doing now, as she tucked a finger into her slit while placing another one on her clit. She throttled both parts simultaneously as the woman on the screen moaned in joy. Miranda mimicked her, matching her tempo and finger-fucking herself faster whenever the redhead bobbed on the cushion. Finally, the woman on the screen twitched in ecstasy, and Miranda did the same, her toes curling, her legs twisting around each other as she bounced on the bed. She bit her lip, wheezed in desperation, and orgasmed, her wetness slipping onto her dainty fingers.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/b6btbj/eroticasmut_writer_for_hire