So how should the very best erotic stories go about balancing their sexual content with their ability to be a story? On a scale of 0 to 100 in writing...talent, it takes about a 2 to just write sex. All you need to know about how to write sex is to know the action, then swap synonyms (so like instead of ‘he stuck his penis inside of her,’ create ‘he drilled her with his iron rod.’ Magic.) There’s a great number of stories on here that clearly learned how to write sex scenes by reading other sex. "I sat there shaking my head in disbelief and then Shelly said, "I need the money Rob." What about your job?" They wouldn't let me come back to work. They told me it wouldn't be worth their while to let me come back knowing that in five or six months I would be gone again." But you said..." I lied Robbie. I had to have some way of explaining the money. I would have never deliberately set out to do something like this, but it happened and so I went with the flow. I need the money Rob. I don't. He also noticed that her breasts were becoming darker in color, the nipple of each, standing out, as though they had been inflated. He walked around her, and saw that the ropes pinning her arms togetherwere holding nicely. Susan made a very conscious effort not to cry out, but occasionally a moan would escape from between her lips. She felt the terrible pulling sensation, and the pain as her entire body weight was being borne by her small breasts. She thought it odd how such small breasts could. "Heather smiled and stepped up to him. She draped a hand over his crotch. "And you don't have to worry about getting cold, since you'll be inside my nice warm pussy."Richie ran his hands up her sides and cupped her breasts through her coat. "Shit, I don't fucking believe I'm going to do this."Heather squirmed and let out a husky sigh, leaning into his touch. "As much as I enjoy this, you better get back in the house and check in with your mother."Richie reluctantly removed his hands. "And just.