Hi! This is my first story and I'm new to writing smut. Hopefully I can get some constructive feedback. This is all true, but the names are changed. I was a college student, so no minors were involved. ----- They met me at a party in a loft near the bay. I was being harassed by a man and immediately Master and Mistress pulled me into their circle, claimin...
Author's Note: This series is a work of pure fiction. Konalin Kost is a fictional writer, and Charlie Konrad is the character that made him successful. It is presented as a writer sending an underground letter to his fans, followed by a compilation of replies. This is the letter to the fans. _____________________________________________ My Dearest Readers...
This essay contains my thoughts about people whose personalities overwhelm everyone that comes into contact with them. My example is a high school classroom, but my thoughts apply to any group—the workplace, a PTA meeting, an online forum for smut writers, for example. ***** It is hard to imagine that one teenager has the power to make or break an entire s...
Back in the so called "Golden Age of Porn" there were adult theaters almost everywhere. Even in small towns. Once the movie companies started building multiplexes out at the mall, the old, traditional movie houses were abandoned. So porn operators could buy or lease them cheaply and they became smut emporiums. I learned pretty quickly that if you laid down...
I love sex, but for the most part, I hate pornography. As a cinematic and literary genre, porno is to sex as the romance genre is to love. That is to say, each takes an amazingly complex subject and reduces it to a series of simple-minded cliches. Worse than this, pornography robs sex not only of its complexities, but also of its beauty. Porn is ugly. It ref...
Chapter 1: Loading "Ashley, we will be leaving in 5 minutes." I called up to my little sister. "Ok DAD, I am coming." punctuating 'Dad' with the adolescent mockery I have grown to expect from my her. This was her first summer back from college and, as a gift, I promised her a trip up to a cabin for her and her friends. "You're lucky I am not dad. I'd s...
The homeless man trying to nap on the platform gave her a curious look when she failed to get on the third consecutive train that passed by. She stood back against the wall, out of the rush of commuters trying not to look anxious, like she was waiting for someone. She held a trade paperback loosely in her hands and tried to concentrate on draining her face o...
"Well, I didn't want to bother him", indicated Sally, looking down at the floor. Dr. Allen was asking her about Vincent. In an attempt to get more background information on his new patient, Dr. Allen asked where Sally was currently living. He soon found out that she was renting a room in a boarding house in a quiet area of town. Among her fellow boarders w...
This is a longer, more emotional, less reality-based version of "The Coffee Table." ***** She was instantly embarrassed when she clicked the like button. He was actually looking for someone much younger, according to the bits of the profile she hadn't read until after clicking the like button. The first part of his profile said, "you must love music" and t...
It's been 11 years since I last added any 'chapters' (if you can glorify them to that) of the cheap, trashy, rushed, debased, artless, and porn-y smut stories I've liked uploading to this website in the past. Despite receiving positive feedback from people and requests for more (you deviants), I really struggle to feel satisfied with the quality of anything...