softcoregal, Author at NSFW story

Wanna get off to hot writing…. Need I say more?

Hi, hello, hola, chaka? Is chaka anything? Ok, maybe not…

So yeah, hey there, girl with the day off here. I’m looking outside and the weather is somewhere between “blah” and “go for a walk” but I’m kind of tired of being whistled at by dudes driving by… Like what do you think I’m gonna do, boys? Just leap in the backseat? At least let me get my stunt double. Anyway, chauvinism aside, I’m just gonna be blunt and say I am single and porn is honestly dull and lifeless, so I wanna get off, DESPERATELY and another way. My vice is written erotica, sexy little stories that are detailed well in rich paragraphs of vivid environment and character description, not to mention characters that aren’t just sex-bots created for fucking. (Pretty sure that’s the plot of the Notebook, never seen it.)

Soooo, if you’re one of those males/females with a pension for storytelling and a love for getting needy girls off when they read your stuff under a mountain of blankets, please please please send me a cute message that details your talent with a pen. Boast to me if you have to. Swear to God though, messages with “I can fuq you” or “ur a bad gurl, let’s play” OR “let’s roleplay” noooooo especially not that last one, this is writing. A. Story. A hot one. There’s another reddit for that, trust me, I’m banned from it. Kidding. Read more »

Hello S-P-O-R-T-S fans!!! (Sexually Promiscuous Oh-so-juicy Ravishing & Titillating Specimens)

Hiya,

So for the majority of the civilized world, Sunday is marked with a tradition as old as America herself, bathed in a baptism of cheap beer, stained jerseys, and screaming at the television like they can hear you… Of course I’m talking about football, but it’s not the only practice that rules Sunday afternoon…

No, for the rest of us degenerates and depravers, the last day of the week is marked as just another time to curl up in bed, remove everything below the waist and fucking play baby, plaaaay. And how do I like to play, you might ask? Well first of all, I don’t call a penalty for any dirty conduct, and I don’t stop and start every 5 seconds… In fact, I’m hoping our sessions last well into Monday morning. Read more »

23F4A- Looking for a writer to make fantasy reality… A sexy, detailed reality.

Good afternoon degenerates, lovesicks, naughty-goers, voyeurs and camel-toer’s,

I’ve been known as each of the names you see above you but for tonight you can just call me Maddie. Just Maddie, just little ol’ me. So, I know what you’re thinking: this chick is either trying WAY to hard with creative writing, or isn’t a chick at all. Unfortunately, I AM in fact 100% woman, and I say unfortunately because sometimes I feel like it would be SO much more accepted to be a MAN with the specific urges that I have. What urges might those be, unfortunately female Maddie? Well… They’re the kind that can only be shared in a venue like this.

A little about me: I’m a x2 time college dropout with a major in “This shit is useless”, I float around jobs like every one of my slutty bff’s floats around boytoys, and I so wish I was like them… They each tell me I’m cute in a spunky kind of way, and I half believe them… But deep down, I’m NOT like them. While they’re out spreading their legs for Brad, Chad and Eldad, I’m at home, glued to the piercing blue glow of my laptop on nights just like tonight…(here it comes)… Rubbing myself dry to written sex. And not just written sex, fucking well-written intimate tales that actually take you on a ride somewhere that isn’t the soup aisle of a grocery store or the cramped bathroom of a coach flight. (Swear that last one almost happened to me in RL) Read more »

23F4A- Taking all comers… Well, as long as you can write as well as you can fuck.

Good afternoon degenerates, lovesicks, naughty-goers, voyeurs and camel-toer’s,

I’ve been known as each of the names you see above you but for tonight you can just call me Maddie. Just Maddie, just little ol’ me. So, I know what you’re thinking: this chick is either trying WAY to hard with creative writing, or isn’t a chick at all. Unfortunately, I AM in fact 100% woman, and I say unfortunately because sometimes I feel like it would be SO much more accepted to be a MAN with the specific urges that I have. What urges might those be, unfortunately female Maddie? Well… They’re the kind that can only be shared in a venue like this.

A little about me: I’m a x2 time college dropout with a major in “This shit is useless”, I float around jobs like every one of my slutty bff’s floats around boytoys, and I so wish I was like them… They each tell me I’m cute in a spunky kind of way, and I half believe them… But deep down, I’m NOT like them. While they’re out spreading their legs for Brad, Chad and Eldad, I’m at home, glued to the piercing blue glow of my laptop on nights just like tonight…(here it comes)… Rubbing myself dry to written sex. And not just written sex, fucking well-written intimate tales that actually take you on a ride somewhere that isn’t the soup aisle of a grocery store or the cramped bathroom of a coach flight. (Swear that last one almost happened to me in RL) Read more »

FIRST timer here! Use your FREE hand at least to gimme a read…

Good afternoon degenerates, lovesicks, naughty-goers, voyeurs and camel-toer’s,

I’ve been known as each of the names you see above you but for tonight you can just call me Maddie. Just Maddie, just little ol’ me. So, I know what you’re thinking: this chick is either trying WAY to hard with creative writing, or isn’t a chick at all. Unfortunately, I AM in fact 100% woman, and I say unfortunately because sometimes I feel like it would be SO much more accepted to be a MAN with the specific urges that I have. What urges might those be, unfortunately female Maddie? Well… They’re the kind that can only be shared in a venue like this.

A little about me: I’m a x2 time college dropout with a major in “This shit is useless”, I float around jobs like every one of my slutty bff’s floats around boytoys, and I so wish I was like them… They each tell me I’m cute in a spunky kind of way, and I half believe them… But deep down, I’m NOT like them. While they’re out spreading their legs for Brad, Chad and Eldad, I’m at home, glued to the piercing blue glow of my laptop on nights just like tonight…(here it comes)… Rubbing myself dry to written sex. And not just written sex, fucking well-written intimate tales that actually take you on a ride somewhere that isn’t the soup aisle of a grocery store or the cramped bathroom of a coach flight. (Swear that last one almost happened to me in RL) Read more »

23F4A- Hello S-P-O-R-T-S fans!!! (Sexually Promiscuous Oh-so-juicy Ravishing & Titillating Specimens)

Hiya,

So for the majority of the civilized world, Sunday is marked with a tradition as old as America herself, bathed in a baptism of cheap beer, stained jerseys, and screaming at the television like they can hear you… Of course I’m talking about football, but it’s not the only practice that rules Sunday afternoon…

No, for the rest of us degenerates and depravers, the last day of the week is marked as just another time to curl up in bed, remove everything below the waist and fucking play baby, plaaaay. And how do I like to play, you might ask? Well first of all, I don’t call a penalty for any dirty conduct, and I don’t stop and start every 5 seconds… In fact, I’m hoping our sessions last well into Monday morning. Read more »