“Hey, want to help me lose my virginity?”

Isla Chiu sighs as she stares at the blank page. For the last few hours, she has been trying to write, but the words absolutely refuse to come.

Come on, you can’t be all out of ideas, Isla, she tells herself. But her stubborn mind remains a blank slate.



He stares at me. I stare at him. Without a word, he pulls me onto his lap. I gasp, feeling his erection under my ass.

I wince as I look down at my paisley outfit. It’s supposed to be a geisha-style kimono, but no real geisha would be caught dead in something so tacky and skimpy. I turn my eyes to the ceiling and offer a silent apology to my ancestors.

When the auctioneers showed…


He caresses my face. “If you want to lose your virginity, then give it to me, baby.”

My heart sinks as I stare into the motel room. There are water stains on the wall, the light in the ceiling is flickering like a dying firefly, and I see stains of mysterious origins on the bedsheets.

“Is this okay?” Jason asks.

I want to shout, Hell no! What…

Jake would lose his mind if he ever found out how many wet dreams I had starring his mom.

For the longest time, I’ve fantasized about Mrs. Evans. She’s one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. Big blue eyes, shiny long black waves of hair, pouty red lips, and the most perfect pair of tits ever known to man. For the entirety of my life, she’s been…

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Many days, I have every intention of writing my heart out and getting shit done. And many days, I get distracted by something totally mundane and/or trivial.

For example, the other day, I had…


My heart feels like it’s going to jump out of my chest as I walk toward him. His eyes don’t stray from my naked wet body for a second.

I exhale as I dip my feet in the pool. I just broke up with my boyfriend of two years. When I thought Jack was busy studying for his exams and going to football practice, he was actually getting busy with sorority girls.

I didn’t feel much of anything when…

Eventually, without fail, Daddy always gives me what I want

I shiver as the rain pelts me. My sweatshirt and jeans are beyond soaked. I should have grabbed an umbrella before I ran out of the house, but I was too wrapped up in my need to return to my daddy.

Oh, my daddy. As Nabokov would say, light of…

If I had to use a shitty metaphor to describe my writing career for the last few months, I would say that it has felt like throwing many, many darts at the board and HAVING NONE OF THEM FUCKING LAND.

Yeah, it’s been a struggle.

Sometimes, I feel like the…

Isla Chiu

Author of smut & romance. ☕ https://ko-fi.com/islachiu

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