Custom erotica commissions, currently taking orders. Kink/fetish friendly!

Hello! I am currently taking orders for custom kink/fetish literature commissions! Have someone you cannot help but think about fucking? Have a fetish you are dying to have played out? I may just be the gal you’re looking for!

I am happy to indulge your kinks, fetishes, fantasies; Whatever turns you on, I’m thrilled to write. My rates are based on kinks, as well as length.

Every story is 100% custom typed for you to meet your every desire. My rates are on a client to client basis & as based on kinks, as well as length.

Below I will share snippet of a story I wrote for a client, this way you can get a taste of my writing style & see if I am someone whose work you’d get pleasure from reading.

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Upon request, I pull my vibrator out of the box, sitting it on his asshole. I turn it on, giving him a slight preview of his fantasy. Sliding it up and down his taint, gently massaging his prostate.. Bringing him to full erection. My goal after getting him erect is to milk his prostate, giving him the ultimate pleasure. Between his moans and seeing pre-cum drip from his penis as he sits on all fours, I realize that I am completing my job.

Riding My Uber Driver… Part 2 [MFM]

*In the previous story (*[*link to the Reddit post*](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9zburx/riding_my_uber_driver_mf/)*) – I had an Uber Pool driver named Amal, who was a strong, tall black man, and reminded me of a Michael B Jordan. Not intimidatingly fit, but 100% attractive and charismatic. I’m a 26 year old, 5’4″ brunette with green eyes, and on my ride home with him I couldn’t stop myself from telling him to pull over in an alleyway, pull down his pants, and then suck his cock and ride him until he came.*

I had thought about Amal in the days since, and couldn’t stop myself from texting him just the next night, as I was getting ready to go out with a girlfriend…

Me: Hey stud.

Amal: Hey sexy, what’s up?

Me: Just getting dressed.

Me: Going out with some friends.

Amal: Where? Let’s meet up.

…I told him. It was a bar in my friend’s neighborhood, and we were planning to start there, maybe go to another place with dancing, then who knows.

Amal said he’d text me, and I headed out.

The Denied Cuckold Ceremony [FMM]

Part I

Once I had convinced my wife that is was time to cuckold me (not hard to do with a 3.5” dick) we sat down and mapped out a ceremony that would lead, at her insistence, to a denied cuckold marriage. My wife Barbara proceeded to tell me I better think about what being a denied cuckold really means but if I really wanted her to bring me home a creampie that’s the only way she would go along with fulfilling my fantasy. I said I know what I think a denied cuckold marriage means, it means I’ll never get to fuck you again, that I’ll be permanently replaced by a real man that could satisfy her. Barbara said that’s basically correct but for her it meant a little more than that because what kind of man would beg his wife to go have sex with another man and then come home to have her husband eat another man’s cum out of her pussy. Of course I’m speechless but so hard and dripping at the thought of another man’s cum streaming out of my wife’s well fucked pussy. My wife then outlines that I’ll never see her naked again and when we sleep together in the same bed I’m to be totally covered wearing panties and bra with a nightgown to remind me of what a pathetic useless pussy of a man I am. Finally, Barbara’s final conditions are that if she wants to go away on weekends she will or if she wants a weekend home alone with her lover fucking in our martial bed then I’ll have to check myself into a cheap truck stop motel while another man satisfies my wife’s pussy. With that she looks at me and says, “What’s it going to be Mr. Powell are you ready to give up you wife’s pussy forever for just one creampie?” With my little 3.5” hard as a rock I say, “YES, anything to taste another man’s cum streaming out of your hot pussy”. Barbara breaks into a big grin and says let’s get a ceremony together then. The thought of lapping up my wife’s freshly fucked cum filled pussy was driving me crazy and I would of agreed too anything.

Are there any hentai-inspired erotic novels or novellas out there? Would you buy such stories if there were?

I have been trying to find some kind of full length novel or author who writes erotica featuring kinks usually found in hentai such as breeding, breast expansion, cum inflation, ahegao, tentacles, etc., with no luck.

Most erotica featuring any of the aforementioned kinks are brief and narrowly focused on one specific kink to the exclusion of others.

I am an avid reader of epic fantasy, so 2k word erotica with no plot, world building, magic, or character development just doesn’t do it for me.

Annoyed by the lack of satisfying smut, I began writing my own and, before I knew it, I had written 10k words of an epic fantasy smut story! Would a story like that appeal to you? If there is enough interest, maybe I will look into publishing it after I write another 90k words or so.

Anyone have any suggestions if you share similar kinks? Does anyone else share my dissatisfaction?

Porn vid of wife taking a load to the face on phone “forgot” at [m]y buddy’s place.

–sort version…. I left my phone a couple times at a buddys place knowing he would look to see if there was any nudes of my wife on it. Got proof he watch them both times and my wife loves knowing what he’s seen her doing and that he thinks she doesnt know.

full , and btw this is 100% what happend. No lie

S.M.O.M.S: Ingrid, Ch 9, part 2/2. [Fm, reluctant, oral, anal, slow, mast, mdom]

S.M.O.M.S. (Ingrid) by DiscipleN
Chapter 9, part 2

Several days remained until Thursday morning. I waded through them with renewed spirit. Claire and I were as conversational as we had been before I hated her. Garrick and I had irregular but fair sex. Some nights were better than others, but none were bad. Garrick confessed, he wasn’t particularly interested in my fetish. He found it a bit intimidating. I reiterated, I’d gladly take it out, for anal sex or any kind of sex with him. He encouraged me to enjoy it. I worried I was enjoying it too much. It had become my primary focus when masturbating during the day.

No major fires flared, leading up to Thursday morning. I arrived early to help flag down Janice, if she had trouble finding the right tree. She did, but not because she was intellectually challenged. The map I drew was utter shit. I was lucky to spot her car three blocks away. If she hadn’t been driving slower than a golf cart, I wouldn’t have rescued her from my bad diagram.

“Oh. I see. It kinda makes sense.” She held the map at all angles until one fit her model of the local universe.

Hanna, Family Secrets, pt 4 [m/F][M/s][incest]nsfw

For some reason, Hanna was more concerned about what she wore under her sneaky outfit than the outfit itself. Much of her extra weight had settled in her hips and tits. Her breasts had started out as C’s when her and Don had first married, but by the time her last child, Pete, had stopped nursing, they had ballooned into enormous, veiny, sagging E’s that she tried to keep contained in cheap sports bras. She had tried more expensive, custom jobs, but they never lasted long as she liked, and as her self-confidence ebbed, so had her desire to care about her overall appearance. She hated how the bra just ended up creating one huge mono-boob that only just barely outpaced her growing belly, but she took a little solace that even with a big belly, wide hips and a moob, her tits still caught the occasional eye.

Tonight, she picked her newest one out of the stretched elastic wasteland that served as her bra drawer. It tended to hold her flatter and had several strategically placed see-thought mesh panels that would certainly be eye catching if she ever dared to wear it without a coverup. She slipped her only sexy panties over her wide hips, they were kind of thong-y, half lace boy-shorts than would fit comfortably under her leggings.

My step sister [F] fulfilled one of my [M] biggest fantasy’s. Part 8: Another Shoot

Once again my apologies for the delay, RDR2 and Pokemon ate up every free hour i had this week :/ But here it is the long awaited part 8. I was sort of putting off this chapter and considering condensing my story to the point where i could comfortably end the story of my experience part 8 but due to a number of kind messages i decided to continue writing it as i have done the others and finish the story at a pace that as already been set and makes sense of the story. I re-wrote this a few times as i just wasn’t super thrilled with how it turned out and it needed a drastic change. There have been some new recent developments with my sister that needed to be added and reworked into my future chapters and i have never been happier to do so and am happy i get to continue my story further as it was basically wrapping up in this chapter and concluding in chapter 9. I cant really give anything away yet or want to spoil the surprise but what im talking about will be made apparent in the next chapter and this event will possibility be happening around Christmas and it is something that you readers will be experiencing with me in real time as my story basically will be catching up to me at the end of part 9 and hopefully reaching a new level depending on what happens next with my sister in a chapter 10 i very much want to write. I have been really pleased to share this 3 year journey with you guys through my writings and it feels very much coincidental like fate that i started writing this and that you readers might be here to maybe wrap it up me in current time and share what i have been hoping for to happen. Anyway here is part 8 and thanks for the continued support.

Stripping At Parties (Part 3) [M]

**Stripping at Sally’s house**

Okay so Sally had a house party in her house one evening. At this stage a fair few people knew about my naked habits. There was one girl in particular that I told about my nude walks we shall called Priscilla. She was totally cool with it and wanted to encourage me but would not come with me on a walk, even if that meant she was clothed.

Anyway Priscilla was attending this party and as the night worn on, we both were up dancing. It was a small room so there wasn’t much space. She then put on a song and challenged me to a strip off. The thing is I’m not sure the guys heard that part but I’ll get to it in a minute.

I obviously took up on it, so we both began to strip. I had items on than her so soon I was in my underwear and jeans (I was barefoot this time). While she had bra, panties and stockings still on.

Coming with HR [MFF] [Oral]

Rumors started spreading around the office like wildfire since Jan, Human Resources Manager, was fired without any inclination nor knowledge she had done anything to warrant such an action. The news came down from Greg, the Vice President, in an email that was sent in a matter of hours after his meeting with Jan and the director. She had come out of the meeting with her mascara running down her face and hurriedly slammed the door behind her as she entered her office. Approximately an hour later, security showed up to escort Jan out of the building with her box of belongings nestled carefully under her arm. The hushed conversations erupted as everyone, including myself, tried to discern from the email and rumor mill, what exactly happened. No one seemed to have any idea and the rumors were bogus and creative to say the least. It’s not every day, an HR manager, is fired on the spot without a shred of knowledge of wrong doing had occurred. The company was quite well off and so downsizing couldn’t have been the trigger for the firing. Curiosity overwhelmed the office that day and nothing seemed to get done. The life in an office environment could be taxing at times, but the drama that is prevalent, keeps the job interesting.