Adult Online Stories Novels & Stories

Hi, everyone! This is Curvy Writes, and first things first: I need to take a deep, dramatic bow and then just collapse on the nearest couch. Because, people, we did it! I just want to say a massive, soul-hugging, confetti-tossing THANK YOU to every single one of you who has been reading my short story, "In Her Skin." Seriously, from the bottom of my slightly exhausted but extremely grateful heart, thank you. You guys have been the absolute best audience a writer could ask for.

So it is. You're welcome to leave comments, or send a message to myself or Master John. Please understand that I'm not a professional writer, and that I'm doing the best I can in that respect. What I do write is honest and true. Not everything regarding our relationship is sexual, so not every section will be filled with sex scene after sex scene. For example, Part 1 has a lot of background information that for me is important to the relationship. As our relationship evolves, you will see that many things I write about will be sexual, and many things will be more on the taboo side of even the BDSM lifestyle.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

A frown settles on my brows, “Yeah? A short story?” “A script.” My mouth drops open, he was writing erotic scripts with my words in it? “A movie?!” “No.. Like LonelyFans, the dark web and stuff, I write stuff for people to act out and get paid for it.” My eyes widen with information overload, “You write porn scripts?”

NEW STORY TITLE: THE GIFT OF DICK AND PUSSY The following story will be told in multiple chapters. There's oodles and oodles of sex in it, even though it's not just a pure spank story. If lots of nasty sex isn't your thing, then why are you on this website? Weirdo.

Even more shocking was the size of her audience. Her stories had accumulated an enormous following online. Thousands of readers were actively invested in her work every single day. I shook my head in disbelief while scrolling further down her profile. “You truly are full of surprises every single day.” I rarely ever touched fictional stories at all. Most of my life revolved around business reports, legal documents, and pack politics. Yet somehow, this particular story managed to pull my attention immediately. The title of her newest work sat boldly at the top of the page. It was another one of her grey-eyed Alpha romances.

Hello, my dear readers. Thank you for all the appreciation you have shown me, especially your support and comments after my updates. For October, the story I will be writing is titled THE WOMEN WHO LIVE LIKE A SUPERSTAR. I can't wait to continue the story, and I hope you will enjoy it. What about the werewolf genre story? Of course, I’ll also update that in October. So I’ll be updating two stories in October until they’re finished. I hope you’ll enjoy them.

A new post from the same anonymous account. "That was just the beginning. Over the next few days, I'll be posting more of Lila's stories. Stories about other guys at school. You might even find yourself in one of them. Stay tuned to see just how perverted Lila Richmond really is." My hands were shaking. This person did not just have one story. They had multiple stories. Stories about different people. I had written so many over the past year. Stories to process my confusing feelings. Stories about Ryan. Stories about Derek before I knew him. Stories about random guys I found attractive. Stories that were never meant to be read by anyone.

Every time I thought I was at my limit, Kade would whisper something cruel in my ear, or Brian would deliver a spank that reignited the fire in my blood, and I’d find a second wind. By mid-afternoon, I was lying splayed out on the rug, my legs shaking uncontrollably. I was covered in a film of their cum, my skin tacky and smelling of musk. The sheer stockings were torn, and the maid’s apron was hanging by a single string. Kade walked over and stood between my spread legs, looking down at me like I was something he’d found on the bottom of his shoe. "You're holding up better than I thought," he admitted, his voice a low rumble. "But we’re only halfway through day three. Brian and Ken have som

Hi, I will not say much. This is an erotic story that contains a mom/aunt/son. As you know, I write about Aunt/Mom’s stories. Please support me by reading my other stories, too. Also, you can support me on my P*****n: p*****n.com/laxu00 Story starts