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C.J. Winters
@cj-winters.bsky.social
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Erotica writer. Cuckolds, Dominatrices and Cheating Wives in short stories and novellas.

‼️ NSFW. 18+

Buy and read my stories here ⬇️

https://www.amazon.com/author/cj_winters
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Tim's trapped as the secret femboy lover of a low-level gang.

As he's dragged into a mole hunt, will a police officer give him a way out?

www.amazon.com/dp/B0G1SQRMZS

#erotica #KindleUnlimited #Kindle 🌶️📚
November 17, 2025 at 2:59 AM
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Post your favorite Star Trek character. Wrong answers only
November 15, 2025 at 11:36 PM
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Tim's trapped as the secret femboy lover of a low-level gang.

As he's dragged into a mole hunt, will a police officer give him a way out?

www.amazon.com/dp/B0G1SQRMZS

#erotica #KindleUnlimited #Kindle 🌶️📚
November 14, 2025 at 9:17 PM
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A college student watches his neighbour working out in her garden - and sets up an age gap affair...

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#AgeGap #Romance #Erotica
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November 12, 2025 at 11:27 PM
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From a #WiP : the lead-in to a little cross-dressing in a future story.

#WritingCommunity #AmWriting 🌶️🧵 #erotica
November 3, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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Nicole Black puts her life on the line when she plays submissive to Peter Carmichael.

But is her willingness to indulge his kink all it seems?

#FreeToRead this weekend...

www.amazon.com/dp/B0FGDHTC2S

#kindle #erotica
November 1, 2025 at 9:55 AM
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Snippet from a #cuckolding short story...

#erotica #bdsm
Text reads: She leant back against the wall, legs open wide and knees bent to bring herself within his easy reach. She wrapped her arms around his bare back, sliding her fingers up and down his pale skin as passion took her. His trousers hung at his knees, bare bottom flexing as he pressed himself in to her. He pulled at her dress, the thin strap sliding down her arm, exposing a large, firm breast. His lips left hers and he suckled on her thick nipple. She held him and pulled him against her and moaned. And her eyes met mine. I froze. Every part of my being felt such intense shame it robbed me of my senses. All I saw was the Goddess. All I heard were her sweet moans. All I smelt was the lingering sweetness of her perfume in the cold night air. She smiled and eyes rolled as they closed. She lifted his head and kissed him so hard their mouths became one. Moans became muffled squeals.
October 31, 2025 at 1:16 AM
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From a work in progress: Is it spying if Ditte is my wife?

#AmWriting #WiP #Cuckolding #Erotic 🌶️📚
Text reads: She leant back against the wall, legs open wide and knees bent to bring herself within his easy reach. She wrapped her arms around his bare back, sliding her fingers up and down his pale skin as passion took her. His trousers hung at his knees, bare bottom flexing as he pressed himself in to her. He pulled at her dress, the thin strap sliding down her arm, exposing a large, firm breast. His lips left hers and he suckled on her thick nipple. She held him and pulled him against her and moaned. And her eyes met mine. I froze. Every part of my being felt such intense shame it robbed me of my senses. All I saw was the Goddess. All I heard were her sweet moans. All I smelt was the lingering sweetness of her perfume in the cold night air. She smiled and eyes rolled as they closed. She lifted his head and kissed him so hard their mouths became one. Moans became muffled squeals.
October 29, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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From a short story featuring a naughty lecturer, the mature student dominatrix and her friends...

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Text reads: "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" The chant punctured my thoughts and brought up new ones. I saw her in her costume: mint green leotard high on her hips, white shiny leggings, chosen to torment me. Her arms were wrapped around another girl's body and their lips pressed together. I'd seen her kiss another woman before. Miss Kennedy from the Psychology Department. Someone cheered and I assumed the dare was done. Voices fell silent, save for a faint murmuring that I knew was hers. Someone laughed. Someone else said, "No way!" The hallway door opened and reality crashed in. "What the fuck are you doing?" was a question I asked myself far too late. As the bedroom door opened I was shivering. Murmurs and gasps filled the bedroom as my audience filed in. The bed creaked and complained as they clambered up on it. Someone giggled.
October 29, 2025 at 3:44 AM
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Wronged women seek out comfort in another man's arms in this collection of Adultery themed romantic erotica

www.amazon.com/dp/B0FV3FG5QX

#Erotica #Romance #SpicyRomance 🌶️📚
October 26, 2025 at 11:02 PM
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From a #Cuckolding short story...

#AmWriting #Erotica 🌶️📚
October 26, 2025 at 11:02 PM
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My latest collection flew through Amazon's Oompa-Loompas a little quicker than expected.

Today's gentle meander through marketing has become a headlong charge...

#WritingCommunity
October 23, 2025 at 11:11 PM
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Adulteress series on Amazon:

tales of wronged women, illicit affairs and secret encounters.

www.amazon.com/dp/B0FV3FG5QX

#Erotica #Romance 🌶️📚
October 22, 2025 at 4:22 PM
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From the "to edit" pile.

A #WiP from an interracial #Cuckold short story I'm lining up for Patreon.

#Erotica 🌶️
Text reads: Miss Honey guided him to the sofa and they sat at either end, turned to face one another. "Cuck, fetch us water." "Yeah, what's the deal with that," Karl asked, pointing dismissively at me. She ducked the question until I presented two glasses of mineral water on a small steel tray. "Cucky here's my husband," she said. Karl recoiled in shock. "That?" She caught my eye and smiled. There was a hint of fondness blended with her cruelty. "What's more shocking?" she asked him. She shuffled a little closer and put her free hand on his knee. "That I married a white man? Or that he dresses in lingerie? Maybe it's because he's here with us when I'm all set to let you fuck me?"
October 21, 2025 at 11:00 PM
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From a short story sat on the "to edit" pile

#AmWriting #Erotica #WiP 🌶️📚
Text reads; She wore nothing but long latex gloves and black hold-up stockings. He'd spent an eternity massaging her pale skin and caressing her soft body. Twice she'd reached climax. The first had been his tongue's doing. The second was from her fingers, which he eagerly licked dry. "A treat for you," she told him and cut the plastic tab off his chastity cage. For the first time in three weeks he hung free. She mocked him for how small he was. He begged forgiveness. Then came the strap-on. Not the one from the wood, but a longer one covered in veins and coloured a deep pink. It hung from a harness around her hips, swaying as she walked, flexing as she pushed it deep into his throat.
October 20, 2025 at 11:09 PM
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From a wip sat on a pile waiting to be loved.

#AmWriting #WiP #nsfw
Text reads.... Not once did Mistress look back. She strode on, protected by her trainers, dodging out of the way of branches and twigs that might catch her catsuit. In spite of the weight around his neck, the slave stole glances at her, admiring how the material stretched tight across her bottom and thighs, and how the zip between her legs teased it down between her buttocks. If he wasn't trapped inside a metal tube that forced his penis down between his balls, he would have been erect. He cursed himself for such disrespectful thoughts and apologized to her in silence.
October 19, 2025 at 11:13 PM
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Pains me to say it - bigly is a real word. It dates back to the 14th Century.

Doesn't mean what it sounds like though.

As much as I love archaic language, it isn't a word that I'll add to my lexicon.

#WordOfTheDay #TIL
Text reads: Bigly - with great force or violence. For example, The storm assaulted our ears bigly with thunder that crashed overhead.
October 14, 2025 at 11:26 PM
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Are feet your thing? I'll be honest, I'm not a huge fan - though I've paid them attention "on demand" 😉

My preference is boots. High heels, clumpy blocks, Doc Martens or whatever. I just love me a pair of boots.

Each to their own.

#ShowerThoughts #Kink
October 13, 2025 at 11:02 PM
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Mel ends a five year drought when she seduces her neighbour.

Small problem: she's married and her husband's a control freak.

www.amazon.com/dp/B0FTZYBFSF

#KindleUnlimited #Romance #Erotica 🌶️📚
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October 7, 2025 at 10:55 PM
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Share your favorite black and white movie
September 24, 2025 at 3:02 PM
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"Different" is the closest I have in current WIPs

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
Text: "I'm not sure I understand." Mistress Miyake took the heavy organiser from him and scanned the page. On demand he handed her the pen - a red Berol Handwriting Pen that he had to hold almost upright to get it to work. She scanned the entry, shook her head and crossed out a part of the text that had given them both trouble. "My last assistant was an idiot," she snapped. She put the book down on the table turned towards him and gestured with the pen as she spoke. "Name and their number. They all have numbers. Every one of them. This line is the start and finish time. The two letters are their objectives for the scene, limits, preferences, that sort of thing. New callers will not know these, so don't write anything. Experienced ones will give you the numbers when they arrange an appointment." "And this number?" "The tribute." It was a different system from Mr King's but not so far away he couldn't learn it. The codes were in the back of the organiser, set out in alphabetical order and most he recognized. Between them and the diary was an address book that had nothing more than names, numbers and codes. "So, your first appointment is at noon for two hours with Forty-Seven?" he tested. "Exactly. And what are their interests?" "RB, BP, CW and XOR." "Which are?" He skipped to the back and ran a finger down the index.
September 17, 2025 at 4:00 PM
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From a WIP that's stuck in development hell.

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingPrompts
Text: "I know yours is Helen Kaur," I said. "At least it is now." "So you have a name. What are you to make of it?" Her eyebrow lifted and she broke contact to take a sip of her hot coffee. She left a smudge of lipstick on the clean ceramic. "Kaur is my grandmother's family name," she said. "She comes from the Punjab, which is why I go a lovely brown if I step out in the sun too long." "And Helen?" I asked, setting aside her oft practiced quip. "A name I like, though none use it. To most I am 'Madame Kaur' or simply 'Madame'." "Which are you to that poor creature?" I challenged. She clicked her fingers and he came scampering across the floor like a dutiful puppy, lying prostrate on the cold stone at her feet. Another click and he moved forwards, placed his lips upon the soft leather of her boot and kissed. An action he continued as she spoke, though she paid him no mind. I, on the other hand, was fascinated by this obedient behaviour. "This is my bitch. He's been at my feet for five years now." She said proudly. The creature made a noise and she continued, "Six, as I said."
September 16, 2025 at 9:41 AM
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September 15, 2025 at 11:05 AM
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Use the Force, David...
September 15, 2025 at 11:02 AM
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