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My niche audience were people looking for something new, which is a very valid approach. Equally valid are approaches towards a style that has fuck been proven to work. There’s nothing I see more on this site than brother/sister and mother/son stories. Without fail, they always dominate the ‘Last 30 Days’ section. If you want to pander to a bigger audience, as disgusting as I personally find it, it’s your best bet. That said, my advice from earlier still stands - you’ll be fighting with every other author who tries to write in the most popular genres for the top space. The beauty of niche is exactly as it sounds - it’s niche, so if you write well, you won’t need too striptease much luck on your side. Writing Style But then again, what even is writing well? I’m sure most of you have realized by this point that all of these factors play into each other. Not only is story length going to impact whether you do a continuous piece or a standalone, but it’ll also affect your appeal and whether your story will be mainstream or niche in its own way. All of these factors are not a checklist - they’re a spider web of criteria. Each answer you give to this list of criteria that, let’s face it, I arbitrarily made up, will cement what kind of ass stories you write and in turn, what kind of writer you are. From this, you will start to write in a certain way and from that, a voice is born. Voice can change depending on the story, and almost every writer shows evidence of this. As minute as the differences are if you choose to be boring and boil a story petite down to its base components, your voice is not the voice of a single story but rather the amalgamation of your stories and all of their voices. White Walls’ Queen Yavara and Well, That Backfired anime ultimately have different voices, even with both using a dry and sarcastic tone to deliver sex with its own dash of humor. Mypenname3000 goes from pandering to the masses with a story about college incest to going for the most niche audiences ever by having a futanari run for president and make a few nuanced political jokes. My stories Amy’s Fantasy and Panopticon are completely different from one another, and both were born out of me wanting to try new things. ”That’s for the insult you little slut, now suck your brothers cock as my patience is running out. The girls were still pretty visible over the top of the halter but now the bra wasn’t on display. I buried to the hilt in my sister's twat a second time. I dropped the skirt and dropped to my knees with them wide apart as the orgasm hit me. Isn’t modern technology a wonderful thing? Her breath came in ragged gasps as her mind fought against the glorious sexuality that threatened to overwhelm it. “You’re remarkably well informed. The hotel was non-de but perfectly respectable four-star tourist hotel that fuck surrounded Central Park and the first point of minor panic for Sarah was that they were cuffed together as they walked into the lobby. "Yes," She replied crawling up and wrapping her arms around my neck,"That was so....cool, so good I'll come over when ever you want me to." Love you!” We silently listen, my hand across Stacey’s mouth, as moms’ footsteps trail away. Anupam: "You can suggest products for both kinds of outings." He looked as if he wanted to laugh but…beat my ass at the same time. She leaned against the window, staring down at the ass valley below. Rob would imagine him teaching her a lesson, letting her know she belonged to him by fucking her harder and longer. With a howl, my daddy’s friend pushed hard into my tiny anime ass while pulling me towards him. I never pulled out prematurely unless I was fucking back and forth between two different women and wanted to share my jizz. Upon suggesting that I could go back to sitting next to him instead, he insisted that it was petite cozier if sat with him. Then again, having waited as long as they had, her body was stronger than they had thought. "Sorry, I can't get them having sex out of my striptease head." But I couldn’t get away from him. I'm sorry. She removes his shirt then drops to her knees as she starts to undo his paints looking up into his eyes as she does smiling at him with love in her eyes.