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[Anonymous No.2633478]

I keep hearing about this. Apparently it was originally a Twilight fanfiction but the author went back and changed all the character's names to make it original. Now tons of middle aged women are buying it and claiming it "changed their marriages". It's sold millions of copies.

How does it make you feel to know that stuff like this can be massively popular but you'll probably never sell a book in your life?

[Anonymous No.2633482]

Bitter as fuck.

[Anonymous No.2633488]

Superior.

I haven't made any fanfiction for anything then changed the names to make it original, then try publishing said remodeled fanfic. I have my dignity and pride intact, and I will die having seen and written better stories than those around me.

On top of that erotic fiction is extremely easy to mimic, so if I wanted ever to go down that path it's very doable.

[Anonymous No.2633492]

This makes me wonder about something almost unrelated.

Is it possible to write erotic fiction that has actual literary merit and meaning beyond causing sexual arousal in the reader?

Is it possible to write a fairly straightforward story of romance and still do something interesting with it?

[Anonymous No.2633497]

Anyone have any extracts? Is it all 'moist quivering mounds' and 'purple-headed warriors'?

[Anonymous No.2633501]

>>2633492
>Is it possible to write erotic fiction that has actual literary merit and meaning

[≦(￣^￣)≧ !!x+mnmrU0sW+ No.2633505]

>>2633492
>Is it possible to write erotic fiction that has actual literary merit and meaning beyond causing sexual arousal in the reader?
Is it possible to create erotic art that has actual aesthetic merit and meaning beyond causing sexual arousal in the viewer?

[Anonymous No.2633508]

I don't know OP, I think this James person got lucky, and anyone can get lucky, I don't waste too much time being jealous of lottery winners so why would I be jealous of James? If anything it's encouraging that something so awful could get published.

[Anonymous No.2633519]

Is it Judy Blume all over again?

[Anonymous No.2633527]

It's not really erotic, it's incredibly tame by our standards.

[Anonymous No.2633528]

>>2633508
There's nothing to be jealous of, I wouldn't want a book that bad on the market. Even James admits she's a bad writer, see the Today Show interview.

[Anonymous No.2633532]

Go to bed E.L James

[Anonymous No.2633567]

>>2633497
“Come.” He takes my hands and leads me over to the four-poster bed. I notice now that it has dark red sheets on it and a shackle at each corner.
“I want more – much, much more,” he leans down and whispers in my ear.
And my heartbeat starts pounding again. Oh boy.
“But I’ll make this quick. You’re tired. Hold on to the post,” he says.
I frown. Not on the bed then? I find I can part my hands as I grasp the ornately carved wooden post.
“Lower,” he orders. “Good. Don’t let go. If you do, I’ll spank you. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good.”
He stands behind me and grasps my hips, and then quickly lifts me backward so I’m bending forward, holding the post.
“Don’t let go, Anastasia,” he warns. “I’m going to fuck you hard from behind. Hold the post to support your weight. Understand?”
“Yes.”
He smacks me across my behind with his hand. Ow… It stings.
“Yes, Sir,” I mutter quickly.
“Part your legs.” He puts his leg between mine, and holding my hips, he pushes my right leg to the side.
“That’s better. After this, I’ll let you sleep.”
Sleep? I’m panting. I’m not thinking of sleep now. He reaches up and gently strokes my back.
“You have such beautiful skin, Anastasia,” he breathes as he bends down and kisses me along my spine, gentle feather-light kisses. At the same time, his hands move round to my front, palming my breasts, and as he does this he traps my nipples between his fingers and tugs them gently.

[Anonymous No.2633568]

>>2633567
I stifle my moan as I feel my whole body respond, coming alive once more for him.
He gently bites and sucks me at my waist, tugging my nipples, and my hands tighten on the exquisitely carved post. His hands drop away, and I hear the now familiar tear of foil, and he kicks off his jeans.
“You have such a captivating, sexy ass, Anastasia Steele. What I’d like to do to it.” His hands smooth and shape each of my buttocks, then his fingers glide down, and he slips two fingers inside me.

“So wet. You never disappoint, Miss Steele,” he whispers, and I hear the wonder in his voice. “Hold tight… this is going to be quick, baby.”
He grabs my hips and positions himself, and I brace myself for his assault. But he reaches over me and grabs my braid near the end and winds it round his wrist to my nape holding my head in place. Very slowly he eases into me, pulling my hair at the same time… oh, the fullness. He eases out of me slowly, and his other hand grabs my hip, holding tight, and then he slams into me, jolting me forward.

[Anonymous No.2633569]

>>2633568

“Hold on, Anastasia!” he shouts through clenched teeth.
I grip harder round the post and push back against him as he continues his merciless onslaught, again and again, his fingers digging into my hip. My arms are aching, my legs feel uncertain, my scalp is getting sore from his tugging my hair… and I can feel a gathering deep inside me. Oh no… and for the first time, I fear my orgasm… if I come… I’ll collapse. Christian continues to move roughly against me, in me, his breathing harsh, moaning, groaning. My body is responding… how? I feel a quickening. But suddenly, Christian stills, slamming really deep.
“Come on, Ana, give it to me,” he groans, and my name on his lips sends me over the edge as I become all body and spiraling sensation and sweet, sweet release, and then completely and utterly mindless.
When sense returns, I’m lying on him. He’s on the floor, and I’m lying on top of him, my back to his front, and I’m staring at the ceiling, all post-coital, glowing, shattered. Oh… the carabiners, I think absently – I’d forgotten about those. Christian nuzzles my ear.
“Hold up your hands,” he says softly.
My arms feel like they’re made of lead, but I hold them up. He wields the scissors and passes one blade under the plastic.
“I declare this Ana open,” he breathes, and cuts the plastic.

[Anonymous No.2633571]

NOW REPLACE THE NAMES WITH BELLA AND EDWARD

[Anonymous No.2633574]

Fuck, this is sexier than the toothbrush. I follow his orders immediately. Jeez, can I touch my ankles? I find I can, with ease. The t-shirt slides up my back, exposing my behind. Thank heavens I have retained my panties, but I suspect I won’t for long.
He places his hand reverently on my backside and very softly caresses it with his whole hand. With my eyes open, I can see his legs through mine, nothing else. I close my eyes tightly as he gently moves my panties to the side and slowly runs his finger up and down my sex. My body braces itself in a heady mix of wild anticipation and arousal. He slides one finger inside me, and he circles it deliciously slowly. Oh, it feels good. I moan.
His breathing halts and I hear him gasp as he repeats the motion. He withdraws his finger and very slowly inserts the objects, one slow, delicious ball at a time. Oh my. They’re body temperature, warmed by our collective mouths. It’s a curious feeling. Once they’re inside me, I can’t really feel them – but then again I know they’re there.
He straightens my panties and leans forward, and his lips softly kiss my behind.
“Stand up,” he orders, and shakily I get to my feet.
Oh! Now I can feel them… sort of. He grasps my hips to steady me while I reestablish my equilibrium.
“You okay?” he asks, his voice stern.
“Yes.” My answer is feather soft.
“Turn round.” I turn and face him.
The balls pull downward and involuntarily I clench around them. The feeling startles me but not in a bad way.
“How does that feel?” he asks.
“Strange.”
“Strange good or strange bad?”
“Strange good,” I confess, blushing.
“Good.” There’s a trace of humor lurking in his eyes.
“I want a glass of water. Go and fetch one for me please.”
Oh.
“And when you come back, I shall put you across my knee. Think about that, Anastasia.”

[Anonymous No.2633579]

>>2633568
>you have such a captivating, sexy ass

[Anonymous No.2633580]

>>2633574

>calling a vagina a "sex"

Instant boner killer, if there were a boner to begin with. Nothing worse than shitty erotica.

[Anonymous No.2633587]

>>2633580
>those metal balls in her pussy that she is holding so tightly so they will not fall out, otherwise her master will punish her. She struggles to hold them but she knows she cannot let go

mfw I always had a soft spot for romance stories where the heroine gets used. I love my imagination.

[Anonymous No.2633600]

>>2633574
3/10, I didn't even achieve half-mast. How the fuck did this sell so much? There are better stories for free on literotica.

[Anonymous No.2633618]

>>2633600
My favourite site on teh interwebz.

[Anonymous No.2633625]

>>2633618

I used to like sex stories post, until they changed it and fucked it up....

I don't know, although considering I was already half-way there, maybe this story was just enough to get me to cum.

[Anonymous No.2633650]

>>2633618
I've only been there a few times. Last time I was there, I read a great student teacher one. It was actually quality writing. Great buildup, constant suspense, and great consummation.