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Literature
Naughty Little Game
Skin still steaming hot, water from my hair dripping, rushing down my bare body.
I run my hand against the blurred bathroom mirror, revealing my face. Smiling,
I pick up the towel and start drying my hair. I can’t wait for Rick to get home.
For some reason, I feel this longing sensation, this lust, like my body is calling for his.
An eerie kind of warmth filling my soul, becoming stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Eyes closed, I sit in front of the mirror, my fingers being dragged along my smooth skin,
almost at their own will. Electrified, jolting upwards, my eyes open wide, goose bumps all over my body.
I pick up my beauty products and move to the living room, waiting for Rick to come through the door.
I dim the lights and light some sticks and candles.
As I feel the aromas fill the room, my body gets hotter and hotter,
turning hungrier and hungrier for Rick’s magic touch.
With every touch of the cool body cream on my tight skin, my head tilts slightly b
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Literature
Naked With My Best Friend [1000 Watcher Special]
Vision blurry, eyes almost shut.
Why did I agree to this? I am usually still in bed by now.
Gasping for air, I grab tight on the treadmill’s bar,
barely able to keep up with the ridiculous pace Tania set for me.
I still remember the first time I met her.
Those were the times. High school. No stress, no responsibilities.
Five years have passed and, as most high school best friends go,
we both went our separate ways.
Tania, a successful lawyer, a motivational speaker and Olympian,
a true inspiration for anyone in their early twenties.
Then there is me, a lazy unemployed engineer, staying home all day,
eating chips and binge watching series after series, until I pass out on the couch.
Lost in my thoughts, my gaze wanders, landing on Tania. Such finesse, such beauty,
an unfamiliar aura of confidence and determination oozing as she goes.
My eyes lock on her perfect body.
Smooth glistening skin, toned muscles,
a firm rounded bottom forming under her tight yoga pants,
brea
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Mature content
Shivering Orgasm :iconinevia:Inevia 111 85
Literature
A Pervert's Merry Christmas
Walking down the isle, holding hands, looking into each other's eyes.
The beeping sound of the register echoing throughout the whole store.
Colorful lights all over, holiday ornaments, Christmas decorations.
"Aren't we forgetting something?", Asked Jane, coming to a full stop, her gaze seemingly off.
Turning around, Ian dropped the shopping basket, letting out a long sigh.
"Let's see.", he mumbled, sifting through the groceries.
They both just sat there, tossing stuff left and right, trying to find what was missing.
In a moment of clarity, Jane's eyes widened. "Ian, did you get me a Christmas present?", she asked.
"Well, Santa has inside information." replied Ian, looking her straight in the eye. "Says you have been really naughty this year.", he whispered.
"Stop it, you idiot!", muttered Jane, pushing him gently.
"You didn't get me a present, did you, naughty girl?", asked Ian.
"Of course I did, stupid!", she exclaimed, her body all stiff, round glaring eyes. "I just rem
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Literature
Commission : The Seductive Bartender
Right as I was lining up the shot, my vision got blurry.
I really shouldn't drink this must during my shift.
What else is there to do though?
As I can see the ball clearly again, slowly pulling my cue back,
"SAMANTHA! BEER!", their coarse voices ringing in my ears.
It used to be fun in here, or at least I thought so.
But after five years in this shady pub I guess I just don't care anymore.
I let out a deep sigh as I rest my cue on the pool table, heading towards them.
Why do I even stick around, serving disrespectful sexist nutjobs?
Well, the money is good and the tips are even better.
How ironic, they think that they are in control, throwing their money at me.
This is actually still one of the fun parts of this job,
a man's need to show off his masculinity.
I hop in the bar, open the freezer, picking up an ice cold mug.
Feeling the breeze sends these kind of vibes through my body.
I close my eyes, living in the moment, enjoying the cool, refreshing wave reaching my skin.
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Literature
High Heeled Beauty - Collaboration
As I wake up, remembering last night,
a smile fills my face.
I turn around, only to meet his calm look.
Eyeing his fine body as he just stands there,
graceful, full of peace.
I throw the covers off of me,
a wave of cold hitting me as my feet touch the floor.
He takes a peak as I put my high heels on,
reaching out right when I leave the bed.
He falls back in bed while I daze off,
looking at the full body mirror across the room.
Snapping out of it, I slowly get out of the bedroom.
Roaming around the house, I find myself above the living room,
a big wooden balcony under my feet.
As I decide to head for the kitchen, I can hear him coming.
Striking a pose, I just stand there, looking away,
waiting for his soft touch...
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Literature
The Woman He Once Loved - Collaboration
Consumed by fear, loneliness,
I can feel him slipping away.
Every single day.
Every single second.
I can see the way he looks at me.
Can't even remember the last time we kissed.
So much I long for it,
his smile, his touch,
his body stuck on mine.
Finishing my shower, I look in the mirror.
At this moment I realise,
realise I let myself go.
I was not the woman he fell in love with.
Filled with determination,
I polished every single bit of my body.
Perfect silk hair, smooth glistening skin,
the face he always told me he loved.
Getting up, just having finished,
his keys jingle at the door.
I throw myself on the bed,
grabbing the first thing I get my hands on.
The door opens, me lying on my back,
tangled with the long necklace I just picked up.
Curled toes, legs held high seductively.
I can see it in his eyes.
I was once again the one he loved...
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Literature
Making Out In the Street
A sharp pain travels through my body as we go.
All these hours of walking up and down the city streets are making me weak.
Lost in my thoughts, almost ready to faint, I just keep going,
running miles in empty lanes.
I slowly doze off again as the moonlight hits the ground,
a bright reflection shining on our faces.
We just walk and walk, no talking, unable to break the ice.
All of this, the city, the lights, the moon,
they seem so enchanting, peaceful.
My head slowly tilts towards him, minute by minute.
As we touch, I can feel a jolt.
He turns around, looking at me deep in the eyes,
holding my hands in his.
He points at a bench just right on the pavement next to us.
With my hands still is his he gently pulls me there.
How romantic, how nice, how cute.
It did take him some time but the first move is the hardest one.
He sweeps the seats and points at them,
waiting for me to go first.
I slowly descend, pulling my dress down, cheeks fully red.
The light of the moon shines on m
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Literature
My Kinky Roommate [NSFW Ending Optional]
Cottonwood seeds flying everywhere.
Wind blowing gently as the train slowly comes to a stop.
I am finally here.
A sense of freedom fills my heart.
Listing up as an exchange student wasn't that bad of an idea after all.
I get up. Awkward little steps to the end of the wagon,
waiting for the line to move, little by little.
I can see Jenny waving at me through the window as I go.
What a nice girl, letting me stay at her house.
Snapping out of it, I realise I have reached the storage area.
Cold sweat runs down my spine as I keep on looking through the bags.
Small, big, red, yellow, blue, but none of them mine...
Tears start running down my face, despair taking over.
What am I going to do in a foreign country without my suitcase?
Some time passes, me lying on the floor, sobbing.
Through my blurry eyes, I can see a familiar figure.
"Anna? Are you alright? What happened?", said Jenny,
kneeling next to me, taking me in her embrace.
I rest my head on her chest, sobbing, trying to
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Mature content
A Sexual Night Out :iconinevia:Inevia 64 73
Literature
Mistress of the Video Game Store
Wind rushing through my body as I go.
Drops of water running down my back and chest,
hair still soaking wet from the morning bath.
My name is Rania, I work at a video game store
and I am late once again, dashing like crazy,
barely able to catch a breath.
How did I end up here though?
I have a doctorate in engineering,
but am somehow picking games for young people who idolize me.
Hm! Maybe it is not that bad anyway.
All the attention sure feels nice,
although it can get messy at times.
There was this one guy who literary stalked me for days.
He was obsessed. Waiting outside my apartment in the morning,
lurking in the store the whole day.
I guess the creepiest part is that he never made a move,
just vanished one day.
People who come here, they are all more or less the same.
They love their games and that is what binds us.
The problem in this whole situation is that the owner of the store
has basically been using me as his mascot, an object,
and that is what many of those pe
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Literature
Aphrodisiac Shower
Another hard day of work comes to an end.
I feel exhausted, my whole body aches.
Ever since I got promoted I chose to sleep it off.
It really has been way too long since I had some time to myself.
Whatever happened to all the manicures, pedicures and massages? Am I letting go?
I need to let off some steam. Every one of my muscles is stiff from this office job.
Checking my phone I see my friends talking about the best massage of their life.
Sounds exactly like what I would need right now, but I don't really have time for it.
How sad! Spending years of my life trying to get that promotion and ending up with nothing.
My lust for self satisfaction becomes even stronger.
The ride home adds to my already unbearable exhaustion.
It feel likes I have reached my limits.
I step into my apartment, kicking the heels off of my feet as I walk down the corridor.
Throwing the keys on the table, bag on the couch. Same old routine.
Just standing there for a minute, letting my feet cool off
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Mature content
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Literature
Immoral Thoughts
I was taught to fear the unknown. We all are.
Told not to give in to my impure urges, the darkness.
Never was one to obey but the point still stands.
If all of this, the immoral thoughts, the carnal desires,
if they are all wrong, why do they feel so good?
Almost heavenly one could say.
Exploring that dark, forbidden side of yourself,
it excites you, sets you free.
Are we just a bunch of sinful animals,
giving in to our unholy instincts?
Or are we truly liberating ourselves,
reaching new highs of sensual enlightenment?
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Literature
Bad Day Turns Naughty
I used to laugh when someone used the phrase, "worst day of my life".
Today, I got to experience that day and it sure doesn't seem like a joke.
Everything appeared normal until mid-day. That was when it all began.
My life, falling apart, piece by piece, brick by brick,
seeing it all crumble before my eyes.
My supervisor called me in his office. He never called me in his office before.
It seemed like it could go both ways. I chose to be positive. So foolish.
It was my last day at the firm. I was being fired.
Everything I took for granted, the stable job, the lifestyle, all gone.
I was shocked. My heart was racing. I left his office with a dead look on my face.
A void. Pure nothingness. I felt empty, like I didn't have a purpose anymore.
I slowly packed my things, still stiff from the recent news.
If that wasn't bad enough, as I exited the building the sky went grey.
It started raining like there was no tomorrow. Such a cliche.
Felt like I was in a movie. Girl's life turns
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Literature
Sensual Sunrise
Felt like an ordinary July morning.
It was still dark while I was taking off my clothes.
The sand was still wet from yesterday's tide.
The first sun rays hit right before I dove in.
Pure nothingness.
The sea, the sky. Everything was so quiet, calm...
I like coming to the beach before the sun rises,
so I can be alone, just me, my thoughts and the sea.
Feels so ecstatic. Knowing that you are exposed,
waves hitting your bare body.
Letting the sun touch you where you wouldn't others.
Everything was silent, stale. That until he came along.
I didn't notice him at first. There wasn't enough light.
But then, as the sky got brighter, I saw his figure form.
I don't think he knew I was there. Just sitting down, looking at the sky.
He got up, took his shirt off. I felt strange.
Sun rays hitting his fit sculpted body.
I wasn't scared. I knew what I wanted. I knew I had to have it.
He started heading my way. That was when he realised.
Realised that he was not alone.
Boy was he in for a
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Sun May 29, 2016, 7:26 AM

Hello my dear friends and watchers. :heart: :heart: :heart:
A lot of you have been asking when I am going to start taking commissions.
The wait is over! The time has come!



Time to set some BASIC RULES then:

  • Points and PayPal BOTH accepted!
  • The finished story is yours for PERSONAL use only. You are NOT allowed to republish it in any way shape or form.
  • In all cases except private commissions(see commission types bellow), I keep the rights to use the work as self-advertisement and promotion in my portfolio.
  • The writing starts after the FULL payment. Sorry about this one but somebody is gonna have to trust somebody.
  • DO NOT pressure the completion of your commission! It will be ready where it is ready.
  • I CANNOT be included as a character in the stories.
  • ALL characters must be of age!
  • ALWAYS contact me before making a payment.



The YES list:

Topics I will write about and am also more comfortable with.


  • Real life situations
  • Hentai situations
  • Couple
  • Yuri
  • Domination
  • BDSM
  • Sex Slave
  • Feet
  • Stockings
  • Anything not in the NO list is open to discussion



The NO list:

Topics I will NOT write about.

  • Scat
  • Pregnant
  • Underage
  • Yaoi
  • Orgies
  • Expansion
  • Vore
  • Furry
  • Monsters



Commission Types:


I figured prices per piece would be better than prices per page since you can't always properly unravel a story when limited by page count.

  • Existing Dirty Ending For One of My Stories. [$0,90 OR 90 Points] Every ending is for PERSONAL use ONLY. You CANNOT share it or use it in ANY other way.
  • NEW Dirty Ending For One of My Stories. [$2,90 OR 290 Points] Every ending is for PERSONAL use ONLY. You CANNOT share it or use it in ANY other way.
  • Public Commission. [$7,40 or 740 Points (3-6 pages)] You ask for a certain setting, character names, plot and the end product ends up on here, shared with all the other erotica enthusiasts . (You get the story sent to your mail including the dirty sensual ending that is not allowed on DeviantART.)
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*All pages are in Kindle size.


Commission Form:

Point of view: First Person, Third Person

Topic: e.g. Yuri/Couple
Commission Type: e.g. Personal
Setting: e.g. Office, Cinema, Bar, Cafe
Character Names: e.g. Sarah and Mike
Plot: [a short description]


*Any of the above fields can be left blank and will be left to my personal imagination.

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Mature Content

Mistress of the Video Game Store
Wind rushing through my body as I go.
Drops of water running down my back and chest,
hair still soaking wet from the morning bath.
My name is Rania, I work at a video game store
and I am late once again, dashing like crazy,
barely able to catch a breath.
How did I end up here though?
I have a doctorate in engineering,
but am somehow picking games for young people who idolize me.
Hm! Maybe it is not that bad anyway.
All the attention sure feels nice,
although it can get messy at times.
There was this one guy who literary stalked me for days.
He was obsessed. Waiting outside my apartment in the morning,
lurking in the store the whole day.
I guess the creepiest part is that he never made a move,
just vanished one day.
People who come here, they are all more or less the same.
They love their games and that is what binds us.
The problem in this whole situation is that the owner of the store
has basically been using me as his mascot, an object,
and that is what many of those pe
Aphrodisiac Shower
Another hard day of work comes to an end.
I feel exhausted, my whole body aches.
Ever since I got promoted I chose to sleep it off.
It really has been way too long since I had some time to myself.
Whatever happened to all the manicures, pedicures and massages? Am I letting go?
I need to let off some steam. Every one of my muscles is stiff from this office job.
Checking my phone I see my friends talking about the best massage of their life.
Sounds exactly like what I would need right now, but I don't really have time for it.
How sad! Spending years of my life trying to get that promotion and ending up with nothing.
My lust for self satisfaction becomes even stronger.
The ride home adds to my already unbearable exhaustion.
It feel likes I have reached my limits.
I step into my apartment, kicking the heels off of my feet as I walk down the corridor.
Throwing the keys on the table, bag on the couch. Same old routine.
Just standing there for a minute, letting my feet cool off

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happy birthday! (better late than never!)
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Happy Birthday Inevia. Have your cake and eat it too Party Hug 
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