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“Gods damn, but I am one lucky man,” I said as Nathalie deep-throated my cock. “Yes, you are, brother mine,” Kora moaned, shuddering on her back while Zanyia devoured her snatch. The END of the Rogue's Harem If you’re reading this, there’s a very good chance you either want to write erotic stories or write them, as a hobby or a career. First of all, good for you. I’m glad you’re dedicating time to create, and to create what you enjoy. What’s more, you’re giving it to other people, for free, for their enjoyment. That’s very admirable. Secondly, I don’t need to tell you you’re in for a world of competition. The world of creating writing is either very sparse, desolate and lonely, or very cutthroat. Either you’re throwing a book out onto Amazon and getting maybe one review and feeling like you’re stuck in a desert with no water, or you’re posting somewhere like here and you were riding in at 93% in hour one of your story going live, only to sit at 87% teen and off the ‘top rated, last 30 days’ chart a couple hours later because other writers wanted their story at the top, and they very maturely think that burying everyone else’s story is a better strategy than borrowing their friend’s laptop and giving their story another anonymous vote (or better yet, writing better stories to begin with). This place is very crowded, and very cutthroat. In order to survive, you can’t even let it be to allow your stories to speak and breathe for themselves. You can’t just pen erotica. You have to become an erotica writer, and be a name on this website yourself. Perhaps that’s confusing in theory, but odds are if I said ‘Melanieatplay’ or ‘Squatting_Eagle’, then hold up my other hand and say ‘mypenname3000’ or ‘White_Walls’ you’d get where I’m coming from. You can easily compare and contrast these writers, and what’s more, if flashing you’re familiar with any of these names, you naked associate them with something, more often than not their style or their most successful story. If you’re really obsessed with reading erotica, you might be able to answer a short list of attributes about them. Well, let’s replace that window with a mirror - let’s take a look at you today. You, the budding erotica writer or household name among this site’s community. Knowing what you write is very important - it helps you understand your priorities as a writer, and will help you get better as you learn your nudity strengths and weaknesses. Get out a notepad and get ready to take notes on the most interesting character you’ve ever come up with - yourself. Long or Short? As sick as I am of hearing every story describe the male protagonist’s penis in vivid detail somewhere in the first three or so paragraphs, I have to concede that size matters. The size of one’s story is very telling about the writer. I will say this gingerly and hesitantly - longer stories seem to do better on a whole. I can’t think of a single well-known writer on this site I’ve come across that had all of their stories be 3000 words or less. That doesn’t mean you can’t be the first, of course, but smaller stories demand precision writing. I’m not good at precision writing myself, so I write very long stories. Sometimes the sex scene itself can take several thousands of words, in a story only partially about sex. public Do you write long or short stories? Every time I leaned up to kiss him, he’d press his finger to my lips, stopping me. I introduced my self to the driver and when they opened the window I see it was a young female.I offered her the warmth of my vehicle and she eagerly accepted returning with me back to my car. Vanessa surreptitiously slipped out of her own shirt and crept up to take his cock in her mouth again. The Lieutenant Colonel said. And continued the date as is.’ Sure enough she got pregnant. Which lead Bob to ask all three of us, “What do you three say to our offer?” All the time public she moaned and babbled about how good it was and I knew she was approaching another climax. She was looking down at the floor in an uncharacteristically solemn show of emotion. Is that you? “Daddy, I want my daddy to lick my little kitty.” I whimpered making dad turn and lay me nudity down all gentle and moved me so that I was laying on the couch. 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