Story Writer - Sex Stories

Story Writer

... people. Come on, confess, you write porn stories about people you know don't you?” I was caught. My sister had found my secret passion, putting my fantasies in print then watching the reaction of the readers. “Okay, it's a fucking hobby, so what?” “Jesus Mitch, don't you have any originality, why use names of people you know? Have you any idea what it was like to recognize myself in a story about how I got gang-banged in the motel that night. I should have never told you that!” “You told me you liked getting fucked by four guys.” “It was awesome but that doesn’t mean I want the pervs of the world to know, that was private. I was drunk when I did it and drunk when I told you so you should have known I didn't want to share that with anybody else.” I looked at my sister then teased “Maybe you should give up drinking and sex.” Shannon shot me a look of disdain then ordered “Show me the stories, all of them.” She sat with her back to me reading what I had written. There were over seventy sex themed stories so she started with the earliest and would work through to the latest. I set a hot dinner on the desk so she was taking bites between paragraphs. I gave up watching her for any reaction after the third tale and went to watch TV. I was fervently hoping she would get tired and go home sometime before she got to the 14th story, A Sister Scorned. That was my first attempt at writing about incest and Shannon had a starring role with me. If she didn't find it, I would delete it ...

... completely. After three hours, four beers and one dinner my sister shut down my computer. She had gotten to story number 11. I breathed a sigh of deep relief when she stretched, yawned and said “I'm going home.” She looked at me “Some of those are pretty hot, how many are real and how many are made up?” I brushed aside the question “What do you think, did you like any of them?” She smiled softly, a hint of sexiness in her voice, “I'm going to see Bert tonight, he's going to get very fucking lucky.” “That good huh?” “Not all, some are pretty raunchy, but the one about the girl going to the sex club to get screwed by strangers worked on me very nicely. I've done sex with no names before, it's a turn on.” She put on her coat then as she went to the door she held up something in her hand “I have all those stories right here, I'm going to read them later.” She was holding a USB thumb drive! She had copied all my work onto it and was walking out the door. She had number 14 and a bunch more that I didn't want her to see; Oh Fuck Me!! Shannon watched me pale then blush red, she stared at me for a few moments then asked “What the hell is on here that you don't want me to see?” She smiled wickedly, “I guess I'll find out.” By the time she came back four days later I was over being embarrassed or intimidated, Shannon was 28, old enough to handle whatever I had written, after all, most were just random trips of fiction. She came in and started the conversation pretty much the way I expected. ...