Looking for editor/proofreader for erotica short stories

I apologize if this isn’t allowed, but thought I’d give it a try here.

I’m looking to fill a small editor/proofreading gig.

Ideal candidates will be detail-oriented and possess excellent command of the English language and grammar usage as well as punctuation.

BEFORE applying, PLEASE read the entire post!

These are some of the main topics I’m really looking for help with
1. “She” vs. “You” vs. “Her”, etc. When I first started writing these stories, they weren’t meant to be one giant collection. (Which I have several in total, making up “The Voyeur Collection” now). I don’t know what the best way to approach it is for the widest audience appeal. I have heard “you” makes it too personal. I also don’t know about tense, I think most of what I’ve written is in first person present.

2. Consistency throughout the stories, like I said they weren’t meant to be a “collection” and they still don’t need to be. But I would like the main character to carry similarly throughout the stories. If that makes sense?

3. Repetition, I used “I” A LOT and I know that’s frowned upon. I’m not the greatest at knowing when is too much and so I used it by default.

Two Human Guys Lose Their Virginity To A Dragon Girl In Heat [MMF, monster girl, oral, vaginal, threesome, size difference]

Excerpted from **THE COMPLETE HOT DRAGON GIRLS VOLUME 2**

The Story so far:

*Karun, an eight-foot blue dragon girl, has gone into her mating heat while working as a sales model at a scifi convention. While she can resist her more desperate urges, its distracting enough to jeopardize the job she worked so hard to get*…

– – –

Karun heard a knock at the door. T’Keyah answered it. Whispers ensued in the hallway that the blue dragoness couldn’t quite make out.

She lay naked on the bed, sheets pulled haphazardly halfway up her thighs. Her fingers idly caressed over her legs. She’d rubbed herself to a number of small orgasms since she’d been brought here an hour ago, but they hadn’t satisfied her. She still felt a sharp, aching itch deep in her body she would never be able to scratch on her own.

The dragon had resolved unhappily that she likely was not going to show up for work tomorrow. She would just go to hand in her costume and plead with Mr. Higgs not to take this as a typical example of her work.

Anime Sex Club: Mario party 2 Dares [MF][MM][Orgy]

I’ll start by saying this story is roughly half true, based on real events that involved myself and some of my closest friends. We became very experimental with our sexuality. (If you want straight smut, skip like 5-6 paragraphs, that’s where our clubs goes from anime club to fucking orgy club)

Also WARNING: This story is told from the perspective of a girl. There will be dicks in your face. If that bothers you, I wouldn’t read the rest.

So, Our club is full of cringe teens (all 18+). We had about ten regulars, a bunch of dorks and goofballs, and I love them all. I don’t mind describing myself, but I’m on the smaller skinnier side as a girl. I have a flat chest but I’m not ashamed because I have pretty pink nipples. Long black hair and an average face, but I like to think that I can put on my make up well, especially my eyelashes. I’m proud of my butt since I’ve been an active tennis player my entire life. I can do Squats for days
>:3 I’m also super flexible and love to show off my sexy dance moves.

Academy of Fetishes: A free Choose Your Own Adventure game with over 200 fetishes. 240k words of erotic lit.

#About the game

[Academy of Fetishes](https://www.patreon.com/AcademyOfFetishes) is a text-based game you can play in the browser. You are the principal of Saint Mary’s, a financially ruined all-female college. Fortunately, an anonymous benefactor offers to keep the school afloat so long as the students and teachers perform lewd acts.

When you start, the students and teachers are reluctant. But the longer you play, the more they break out of their shell and show you how twisted and perverted they really are.

If a kink exists, I want a scene of it in the game. But, I respect the fact that not everyone is into everything. That’s why the game will progress down the path you want to take. Don’t like Futanari? That’s fine! There will be a tech tree of sorts and you can choose to avoid that path and still beat the game.

I’m just getting started so any and all feedback is appreciated. Let me know of your favorite fetish/fantasy and I’ll see if I can put it in the game for you!

Here’s my patreon: https://www.patreon.com/AcademyOfFetishes If you want to see the full list of fetishes, it’ll be on that page.

My turn – part 2

This is a continuation of a previous story [“My Turn”](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/885029/my_turn/)

You smirk down at me as you pull my hands over my head.

“Now, what am I going to do with you.”

You tsk at me, lower your head and kiss me. Holding my hands together with one of yours, you slide your tongue into my mouth. Squeezing my breast with the other hand and pinching my hard nipple. I moan as you palm my breast and deepen the kiss. You pull back and straddle my hips.

“I could inch my way up to your face, shove my cock in your sassy mouth and make you gag till your eyes water. I could make you get my cock nice and wet, then fuck your tits and cum all over your beautiful face. I could do a lot of things babygirl. You forgot who was in charge here, but I’m going to fix that. Right. Now.” 

You lean down, squeeze and kneed my breasts as you lick my nipples. First biting, then sucking them into your mouth.

“Fuck, that feels good.”

This Time, no Abductions

The first thing Taylor realized when she woke up is that something was buzzing deep inside of her pussy, it felt good until she realized that there were ropes wrapped around her legs preventing her from getting up. It didn’t take long to realize why her screams were muffled and why she couldn’t see the ropes. Taylor had been kidnapped, with a blindfold over her eyes and a hard rubber ball gag placed in her mouth. As she began to panic and thrash against the restraints, she heard footsteps coming closer.

“Oh good, you’re awake. I was starting to think you had been overdosed.”

“Overdosed?” She thought to herself. The last thing the twenty three year old remembered was walking out of her apartment to go and meet her boyfriend Adam at a business dinner. She had been wearing a beautiful pink dress that accentuated her curves as was low cut to make even her smaller breasts stand out. Her long black hair had been wrapped up in a bun and she was quite pleased with how she looked, catching a glance in the mirror as she walked out. The dress was gone now, as she could feel a slight breeze caressing her naked flesh as she strained to hear what was being said. The unseen speakers voice was low and gravelly, almost as if he was trying to disguise his voice as he spoke.

A Hard Knight’s Night [MF][Married][Love]

At long last, the day was over.

He trudged down the dim streets with burdened shoulders. Waiting, fighting, fucking, bowing, listening, eating, it was all just too much for one day. It would be quite bearable if it was without an audience, but such was life.

There was some small solace to be found in the leisurely days ahead, at least until he was called upon next. Perhaps he would have an entire month this time. Then again, perhaps not. There really was no way to guess when he would next need to sate the crowd’s craven bloodlust.

Warm white light bathed the stones beneath his feet as he dragged himself closer and closer to home. His heavy footfalls and their echoes were the only sounds around. Nobody else was out at this hour, but that wasn’t particularly surprising. The formalities and celebrations had kept him until far after dusk fell. Thus, he had few diversions to distract from thoughts of Yvethe.

Would she be upset? Was she still awake? Was there food? Such questions were only lazily entertained. In his heart, he knew that she was not upset, she was certainly still awake, and there would surely be a very large amount of delicious food. She was far too kind for this world.

The Party [mf][doggystyle][oral][domination]

I looked over my reflection in the mirror one last time, thinking back to the text you had sent me only an hour before.

Party. My place. 9. You better be there. ;)

We had been having this back and forth, not quite friends but not quite lovers, thing for a few weeks now and I could never figure out where your head was at.

I gave my hair one last fluff, double checked my lipstick, and ran my hands over my strappy black tank and too short skater skirt before grabbing my purse and heading out the door.

When I got to your place around 9:20 the party seemed to already be in full swing. I let myself in, eyes scanning over the crowd before landing on you flirting with some girl by the far wall. I smiled to myself and moved to the makeshift bar, mixing myself a strong vodka Redbull and taking a few sips before melting into the party.

Every once in a while I would feel eyes on me, and glance over to meet your gaze. Each time you would quickly look away, back towards whichever girl was trying to hold your attention at the moment. I would simply smile to myself and go back to dancing, or flirting, or drinking.

Take My Breath Away [M/M, breath play, urban fantasy]

**Slight Hiccup**

*[Patreon](http://www.patreon.com/sonnidesoto) story for Special Patron LC Riccia*

Tyler Curiel had his fork mid-way to his mouth when he heard it.

A quick gasp and then…

*Hiccup.*

His head popped up, censure creasing his face as he stared at the bowed head of his dinner companion. Aeith Io sat across from him, not looking at him as he silently savored his soup. But no matter what they did, neither of them could ignore the tiny choking sounds coming from the other table.

Ty lay his fork on his plate. “Really, Aeith, here?”

The other man just shrugged, the outline of his shoulder looking more defined than it had a moment ago. “What? Would you rather I disappear mid-date?”

Ty’s lips thinned as he looked at the almost translucent man across from him. Not man. Not really. Sylph. An air elemental. Ty could watch every spoonful of soup travel through the sylph’s body, across his tongue, down his throat, and pooling in his belly. But, as the restaurant patron hiccupped behind them, it became harder to see through the sylph as the unknown man’s breath fed Aeith more than the meal in his bowl, making his spirit-like form more solid.