Author: DenaLikestoPlay

Well another Saturday night and having deleted the tinder app yet again, I’ve decided to delve into the annals (ha ‘annals’) of Reddit in search of my sexual gratification: erotica.

Sure porn might be easier but to me the true pleasure comes from the build-up, the slow dance before the inevitable dip, the crescendo to the… alright you get the picture. But the point being, I love brilliant description, multi-faceted characters and a detailed picture of this room all the fucking is going down in.

Maybe i’m old fashioned. Maybe it’s all the softcore I love watching. But maybe, i’m not the only one and you’re reading this with an urge to please and a penchant for writing.

Let me know, tell me i’ve found the writer of my dreams and blast to me of your gifts with a pen. The more the orange letter detailed the better…

Extra points fo to naming your favorite softcore star. ;)

So the things that draw me in, and the things I hope YOU have as my future writer have to do with the softcore genre, you know the late-night movies you used to creep downstairs to watch as a teenager…

I LOVE a build-up. One of the most enjoyable parts of a sex story for me are the events that take place before the actual love goes down. It’s the appetizer before the main course and you can enjoy them just as much as your decadent dinner. The longer the better I say…. plus if there’s no build up, no chase, no setting the table, how are you going to care about the people doing the aforementioned love making?

Secondly, I love the vivid descriptions. Softcore to me has always captured picturesque settings, whether they be a lavish mansion or on a secluded beach after sunset, they totally blow the stereotypical ‘windowless rooms’ from hardcore porn out of the water. And when it comes to the written form, I absolutely adore a vividly detailed place, a setting that I can picture in my head that becomes its own character as much as the actual ones. Read more »

We may be just a few days early before the day of unrequited love (sorry if that hit too close to home for some people) and I say let’s celebrate early with a celebration in written form of all things passion.

Where did the true writers go? Not the hobbyists who have just watched too much porn and think telling me how “hard id zests my cock in your wet wet puzzy” is somehow literature? Not the amateurs who have gotten a few hits on literotica…

I’m talking erotica with worlds so fully realized with a bevy of detail so rich, I could walk it blind and still find my way back to bed…. wording and vocabulary so eloquent and refined that it’s as if an Oxford professor was texting me. I want an expert of the written arts that knows their way around passion, around storytelling…. around the beauty of the naked body. Read more »

We may be just a few weeks early before the day of unrequited love (sorry if that hit too close to home for some people) and I say let’s celebrate early with a celebration in written form of all things passion.

Where did the true writers go? Not the hobbyists who have just watched too much porn and think telling me how “hard id zests my cock in your wet wet puzzy” is somehow literature? Not the amateurs who have gotten a few hits on literotica…

I’m talking erotica with worlds so fully realiwzed with a bevy of detail so rich, I could walk it blind and still find my way back to bed…. wording and vocabulary so eloquent and refined that it’s as if an Oxford professor was texting me. I want an expert of the written arts that knows their way around passion, around storytelling…. around the beauty of the naked body. Read more »

Well you read the header and although I’m going to do my best to restrain my twisted sense of humour for the sake of sending a serious message, one or two quips might inevitably slip out. So my apologies in advance. But I am serious.

Where did the true writers go? Not the hobbyists who have just watched too much porn and think telling me how “hard id zests my cock in your wet wet puzzy” is somehow literature? Not the amateurs who have gotten a few hits on literotica, whose grammar and formatting is so putrid it looks like dyslexia threw up on their page. No, I don’t want the pretenders anymore: I want Tyson. I want a damn CONTENDER.

(Also apologies to anyone with dyslexia, this is purely being used for comedic effect.)

I’m talking erotica with worlds so fully realiwzed with a bevy of detail so rich, I could walk it blind and still find my way back to bed…. wording and vocabulary so eloquent and refined that it’s as if an Oxford professor was texting me. I want an expert of the written arts that knows their way around passion, around storytelling…. around the beauty of the naked body. Read more »

Well you read the header and although I’m going to do my best to restrain my twisted sense of humour for the sake of sending a serious message, one or two quips might inevitably slip out. So my apologies in advance. But I am serious.

Where did the true writers go? Not the hobbyists who have just watched too much porn and think telling me how “hard id slide my cock in your wet wet puzzy” is somehow literature? Not the amateurs who have gotten a few hits on literotica, whose grammar and formatting is so putrid it looks like dyslexia threw up on their page. No, I don’t want the pretenders anymore: I want Tyson. I want a damn CONTENDER.

I’m talking erotica with worlds so fully realized with a bevy of detail so rich, I could walk it blind and still find my way back to bed…. wording and vocabulary so eloquent and refined that it’s as if an Oxford professor was texting me. I want an expert of the written arts that knows their way around passion, around storytelling…. around the beauty of the naked body. Read more »