To date, all of my stories have been inspired by muses (as their titles explain). By that I mean that a woman reached out to me (usually with a forum response or message to me as a writer here) and confided either a fantasy or a favorite experience they thought would make for a naughty bit of erotica. If I enjoy it, from there I'll try to build a story that...
A few years ago I discovered something about myself. I was a total exhibitionist of both the body and the mind. It started with a few sexy photos on an adult meeting site. It then moved on to cam shows. I'd sit there watching the room count grow; 200, 400, even to 1000. With each additional number my arousal increased exponentially. I enjoyed accommodating t...
Note: This story contains elements of domination, drugged/mind controlled nonconsent, lesbian sex, and gangsters. "There is no need for them to remember any of it," Pellesise said, chuckling. The elf took a little puff from the hookah pipe and passed it on. "What putty in our claws. Humans!" "Aw, what a shame." Illetris gave a half-joking pout. "I was ho...
Author's note: Undoubtedly, this issue's been addressed with innumerable 'how to' guides across the web. If what I've offered below doesn't work for you, find your favourite search engine and 'give it a burl'. How To... Overcome writer's block. My way. Not necessarily your way, but shooting or beating your monitor won't help. Well, it might give you momen...
June 10 2008 This relationship isn't purely a fantasy any more. We are, in our way, pretty good friends. We don't have a lot in common, but we seem to think the same way about things, and we make each other laugh. She knows I fancy her, but I'm not sure she realises how much. I try not to stare too much, though I keep up a pretty tedious line in one-dimensi...
To avoid any major confusion, the italicized sections are what the main character in the story is writing (i.e. she's writing about herself in third person). There will -- hopefully -- be a second part that follows. Feedback, comments and constructive criticisms are welcome. "What's the project again?" "I swear to god, Chris, you don't listen to a w...
Interview with the Lesbian Vampire Cougars Interview 3: Regina the Muse People sometimes wonder what I do to my quarry, as the matron of this household they assume I must be the cruellest of the cruel, one who's sadism trumps my daughters in every way shape and form, one who is indeed a native of hell must know cruelty and how to inflict suffering and mort...
Gin walked down the sidewalk, groceries, sci-fi novels, and crayons in a bag under her arm, on the way to Aren's apartment enjoying the unseasonably warm sunny spring weather. It had been three months since they had returned from the beach. The semester was so crazy and she and Aren were having so much fun, the time had flown by. She couldn't believe it wa...
Larya sat next to an old fountain, her face set in a dark scowl. About an hour ago, she'd separated with Lim. Lim had been very clear: The only way to save the muse sprite would be to get this 'Cellemist' away from town so things could be sorted out. Either Cellemist would agree to the muse sprite's terms, and Larya would have to help smuggle her out, or sh...
Larya was sinking. She wasn't sure when it had started. Perhaps in the last few seconds. Perhaps the last few minutes. Perhaps she'd begun to sink ever since Ceffy had opened her mouth and begun to fill her head with nonsense. But she was sinking. She could feel it. She was too heavy, too weighed down by her enormous, needy breasts. Bimbos like her always...