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Thanks, Tema! You're awesome!

Absolutely, I'd be honoured to help out! This is an amazing outpost of creative writing and I personally would love to see it continue! It's a fantastic passion project and I want to help in anyway I can.

Every time a challenge ends, I'll post the winners here. CHALLENGE 39: TIE!! @Minorikawa and @WickedCadrach tied for first place! CHALLENGE 38: @WickedCadrach wins! CHALLENGE 37: @MagnificentBastard wins first place and @SoftThighs wins second! CHALLENGE 36: @Kissa and @NyxAvatar69 tied for first! CHALLENGE 35: There was no voting as this wasn't a competition, but @NyxAvatar69 wins the bonus prize of 5,000 EcchiCredits for making the most entries for the month! CHALLENGE 34: The WINNER is @MagnificentBastard! CHALLENGE 33: I was a slacker and this was so long ago I just split the entire pot be

THE CHALLENGE For this challenge, write whatever you want that's inspired by the phrase "The First Time". It could be a literal "first time" sexual encounter, or the first time performing a specific act, the first time between two characters, the first time being rejected... whatever first fires your imagination. Deadline Midnight (EST) Saturday, 24 June, 2023 Limits 1 entry per person ~2,000 words max per entry Prizes 1st Place: 5,000 EcchiCredits 2nd Place: 2,500 EcchiCredits 3rd Place: 1,000 EcchiCredits Bonus "Turn Izzy On" Prize If any entry can dampen my

Honorious had a hard time guessing the slave's state of mind, not sure she was entirely awake yet either. He smiled and slid out from between the two sisters and out of bed. "You did well last night. I am a man of my word. You will now serve me in another way." He walked over to one of the guards outside the tent, giving him instructions. "You are my soldier too now..." He had another surprise for her too now, that he had not mentioned last night. "You will also be one of my bodyguards from now on." She wanted to kill him so recently, now she would be the one protecting him from would be assassins. He knew she would do it too. He d

Soon enough Aliana really did began to wake up like Honorious had predicted. She began to stir and her eyes began to open slowly. When she woke up, she would find herself sleeping against Honorious’ side, immediately remembering what happened last night and groaned a little softly and looked at the man next to her.

Challenge 18 is up! And thanks to a SUPER GENEROUS DONATION from @Novaer, the prizes are back in the full amounts I originally intended!

I wrote this before, but it's one of my most erotic memories, so: My first sexual experience was with two boys. It was not what you might think - it was silent, secret, in the dark, gentle. But it was intense, for me. I had gone camping with my girl friends. Some boys were at the same site - we interacted with them only a little, and mostly through them teasing and showing off. I was 18, had never had a boyfriend: had been kissed once by a boy, at age 14, and had not liked him or the kiss. My friend Sue was the main target of the boys' attention: she always was - much prettier than me, with blonde hair and a buxom

When the morning came, Honorious was the first to wake up, seeing the two sisters at his side. He was pleased by the memories of the previous night. Seeing the girls sleeping, there was still reminders of how they felt. He looked forward to seeing how much of it lingered when they woke up, though he assumed they would not be quite the same. He expected Aliana would wake up next and soon, as another soldier, she was probably already trained to wake up early. He would have to get up pretty soon, to return to his duties, but for now, he waited to see if they would wake up on their own, he could take a little longer to savor the prizes he ha

Being noticed I love this place: have done since first I came here, years back, as a young keen new researcher on her first field trip. A place of ice and fire: of storms and stillness; of surreal splendour and sulphurous stench. Hell is here, a few miles up the track: Viti, they call it - which means Hell - because in ancient times they thought hell was beneath the fires; and who can blame them, the boiling mud and the plumes of steam, the stink of sulphur and the treacherous yielding of the pumice crust do indeed make a hellscape. But Viti has a calm green pool at its centre now - the calm at the centre of the storm, perhaps - and that

Sarah Time seems to stop: there is just Dave, and me, frozen in time. And the towel, slipping. I can feel it, slightly loose under my arm, but I can't move to stop it. My arm is raised, my hand stays at my forehead where it has brushed away a damp lock of hair, I should lower it, trap the towel under my arm, stop the towel slipping - but I don't. My eyes are drawn to Dave's, our locked gazes opening a channel of .. I don't know what ... not cimmunication but ... feeling ... raw, primal feeling... sexual feeling. Time stands still: and in this prozen moment, the towel is the only thing that moves - so slowly it is almost im

Dave I'm not sure when it changed. I've worked with Sarah G before: she's nice - careful and helpful, always ready to muck in, highly competent at her technical tasks. Cute, too, in an ordinary sort of way: sort of tomboyish. It can't be easy being the woman around us guys, but she fits in, holds her own. Hard to read though: 'aloof' isn't quite the word: maybe cautious, reserved, careful - fun and funny but deflects any nonsense with a joke or a laugh, as if she hasn't even noticed it. Guys will be guys, and despite all our 'professionalism' any woman in our midst is a target for banter and flirting: but she stays above it, out of