G.H. Writes Your Fantasies
About
I've been writing for a few years now, and erotic literature is one of my strong points.
I can write all sorts of gender dynamics (F, M, NB, X). I'm also familiar with A/B/O dynamics, though not that proficient.
Some kinks are a step too far for me but I'm open to discussion. I can also work with a wide range of BDSM practices.
If you are looking for something romantic and soft, I also got you covered.
Even if I don't accept writing your requests, I won't judge them. This is a safe space.
Deadlines will be discussed once we estimate an amount of words for me to work with.
And I won't tolerate harassment, please be respectful.
Samples
These are excerpts from a few of my works
Payment
Payment through PayPal only.
USD 0,05 per word.The first USD 1,00 MUST be paid upon the agreement, otherwise, your request won't be submitted.When the text is done, I will only send you the archive once you pay me the rest of the money. You have the right to a full revision for free, i.e. if you don't like an aspect of the text, big or small, you can contact me and I will edit/rewrite it to your liking.
Won't Do
I WILL NOT write the following subjects:
IncestPedophilia/Underage sexZoophiliaNecrophiliaNon-consensual sex/rape
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[M/F] Feet prasising and licking
[ ... ] Lúcio placed a kiss on her big toe, sucking on it right after. He had his eyes closed but could hear her gasp, probably surprised by her own pleasure. His lips slid up and down her skin, tight and wet, tasting as much as he could. She breathed heavily in her place, and it seemed to make him even more hungry for her.
His pants started to feel tight in the crotch area, his arousing pulsing against the fabric harsh. But Lúcio could not have foreseen what would come next — Ana raised her other foot and pressed the flat surface of her Louboutins against his bulge. It made Lúcio moan against her toe, his own sounds were harder and harder to be contained as she started rubbing it. It was sloppy, the movements somehow awkward, but he couldn’t care less because the pressure on his dick and balls felt amazing.
“So good, sweetie”, he grunted.
Still holding her feet up, and now kissing and licking her sole, he took his other hand to press Ana’s still covered feet harder against him, bucking up to relish on the torturous yet amazing friction, until he couldn’t take this teasing anymore.
Fumbling with his zipper with only one hand was hard, but worthy. Lúcio took out his now hard cock, stroking it firm and fastly while still running his lips and tongue against Ana’s bare feet, suckling on each of her toes.
“Let me help you”, Lúcio heard her say. [ ... ]
[M/M/M] Threesome; Dom/Brat-sub; Humiliation/Degradation kink
“Alright. Stay still, hands on your back, head down. Don’t try anything silly.”
Matt gets up and helps Yuri to do the same, leaving Harry kneeling on the floor. And they proceed to act as if nothing happened. Yuri asks Matt if he wants some beer, which is replied with a yes, and Matt goes through Yuri’s stuff so he can find… the fucking juul. Harry hates it with his guts, and that’s why Yuri never uses it when he’s around, but he guesses tonight is a special occasion, and taking him to his limits can be interpreted in a lot of senses.
Yuri passes by him when he goes back to the bed, not even acknowledging his presence, and it hits Harry that he’s just kneeling there, naked with a piece of steel on his ass and a silicon ring on his cock, almost a furniture to Yuri’s studio apartment. It’s embarrassing by nature but it gets even more embarrassing because he’s used to having Yuri treating him like a god, that apartment being their temple, Now he’s a decorative piece on the floor. It should make him feel bad, but, instead, it makes his cock twitch.
Too much idle time goes by with both of them ignoring Harry’s presence, and no hard slap on the ass could be a worse punishment than this. He can’t even tell why he’s being punished this hard anyways, but it makes him impatient, hands to his back tempting to push up the butt plug whenever no one is looking.
He halts when Yuri gets up all of sudden, and announces directly to Matt that he’s going to the bathroom.
Harry dares to do it, to push the buttplug since Matt’s eyes are on his phone and Yuri is gone for a few moments, and he could’ve made it but Matt is fast to realize something is going on when his breathing gets too noisy.
“What are you doing?” he asks, sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes now piercing Harry, giving him all the attention he desired before but that now it feels too much.
“Nothing,” Harry lies boldly, and he knows he’s poking at a lion with a short stick.
So it’s no surprise when Matt gets up and walks towards him, squatting right in front of Harry. His hand grips on the black hair, forcefully pulling his head up so their eyes can meet.
“There he is” Matt grumbles, “You were behaving so nicely for Yuri, and when he turns his back for a minute, you’re suddenly acting like a stupid little brat again.”
[F/F] Romantic; Teasing
Georgia lets Halle take the lead; her pace is slow and intense, and all their sexual energy intertwined gets Georgia feeling as if she’s going to explode any second. They moan against each other’s tongues, building up desire, and Halle’s hands find their ways into Georgia’s shirt, lifting it up until the red-headed gets the cue to get rid of it.
Halle also loses her shirt, and for a moment Georgia feels amused at how big she looks next to small and skinny Halle. It’s lovely, although the moment doesn’t really allow for this type of soft thought, and soon enough the youngest is kissing her neck, unfastening her bra, making Georgia remember how much she wants to wreck and, more importantly, get wrecked by Halle. She sighs loudly as the soft lips brush against her skin, getting lower and lower, hot tongue over her nipples, fingertips sliding up and down her back.
Halle gets Georgia to lay on her bed, running her hands through Georgia’s freckled torso, lowering her sweatpants. The smaller smiles at the wet patch in her panties, but does not grant her pussy the freedom it desired yet. Instead, she kisses and sucks the skin all over the bottom of Georgia’s belly, and each caress of the lips feels like torture, although Georgia really wouldn’t have it other way. She twitches and moans at the expectation, and maybe this is why Halle keeps stalling till the moment it becomes way too much and Georgia has to whimper “please”.