Excerpt from Voices Carry 2 by July Cumming | #LPRTG #MrBrtg @JulyCumming

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Voices Carry – 2

(Taboo Forbidden Man of the House Erotica)

by July Cumming

The brat sneaks a peek of the man of the house while he showers. Catching him in the act, she finds out he is well-endowed. Now she wants him inside more than ever. Tom takes a trip to the mall with Samantha, her boyfriend, and her redheaded troublemaker best friend. Inside the XXX store and the public restroom, causes an interesting and extremely sticky and messy Sunday afternoon for all.

Samantha looked at the time again and realized she had better get moving. She promptly stood up from the table and headed towards her dad. When she got to the side of him, she noticed his hand on the outside of his pants holding his cock. A devilish feeling swept through her body. “I’m done eating, what about you Dad? Can I take your plate?” she asked, extending her arm over his shoulder for his dish.

Tom was quick, but not quick enough. Shit, I hope she didn’t see that. He pretended to act like nothing had gone on, and removed his hand from his hard-on. “Yes Cupcake. I’m done. It was delicious, thank you,” he said, jolting up out of his chair. He whipped the newspaper down, covering up the front of his groin, hoping it would stop his daughter from seeing his massive erection.

No problem Daddy. Anything for you.” Samantha grinned as she carried the plates to the kitchen sink.

Now that she had her back turned, Tom took the opportunity to leave the room before she could see his pitched tent. Last nights tent could have slept four, now it could fit eight. “I’m going to go jump in the shower. I won’t take long dear,” Tom said, heading up the stairs to his room.

Alright Daddy. I’ll be doing the same thing soon. Have to make myself look pretty for Blake.”

From the top of the stairwell, Tom responded, “you’re already beautiful. Don’t ever forget that.”

Samantha finished clearing off the table and cleaning up the mess from breakfast. I wonder what he was thinking about while he was stroking his cock under the table? Was he thinking of me? No way was he thinking of me. I was only trying to tease him a little. Fuck, that was a daring thing to do in front of me. I can’t believe how massive it looked. If Blake is that big, he’s going to split me in two. Would that be so bad?

Counting down the days to losing her virginity, Samantha was finding herself not only nervous but incredibly horny. Why on earth was her dad turning her on now? It was something she had never thought about, or would ever dream about, until last night. His moans were so intense, so stimulating, so fucking filthy. The guilt of enjoying seeing her father hard and his sounds from masturbating the night before, made her feel nauseous. As much as she felt disgusted by the forbidden attraction to the man who raised her, she had never felt the energy so high in her pussy.

Samantha headed up the stairs to start getting ready for the afternoon. When she walked into her bedroom, the first thing she spotted was her heart-shaped pillow. Her pussy began to uncontrollably clench from the memory of the amazing orgasm she had the night before. Without thinking, she left her room and headed for the room next to hers. Samantha held her ear to her father’s bedroom door, waiting for any signs of her dad walking around. The only sounds she heard, was the water running in his bathroom and of course the pounding coming from her chest.

Her hand trembled in fear as she grasped her palm around the doorknob. Samantha hesitated before turning the handle. She convinced herself that everything would be okay if she only opened the door just enough to peek inside. Anymore than a crack and she could risk getting herself caught. Samantha opened the door, and when she didn’t see Tom around she grinned. He must be in the shower. She made a bold move and carefully stepped inside her parents’ room.

Sure enough, she heard the shower running, but also noticed that her dad’s bathroom door had been left open. Samantha was curious to see anything she could get her eyes on. Maybe she would get a glimpse of his ass, or even his man parts. She didn’t care as long as she got to see something. Sammie slowly walked across the shag carpet towards the door of his bathroom. Just before she reached the frame, she crouched down and practically crawled herself around his dresser, enough to have a look. On all fours, on his bedroom floor, she peered into her daddy’s washroom.Daddy Erotica

The room was full of rising steam, but she could still make out her dad’s silhouette through the glass shower door. She was only hoping for a peek at his cock, what she saw instead was even better. Her dad had his hand wrapped around his erection and he was once again beating off. Samantha looked in awe as her father stood there unaware she was watching him vigorously pound his dick. Did I do that to him? Oh daddy, stroke it hard and cum for me. She felt tempted to whisper out to him but knew it would be so wrong. This was not the typical Sunday afternoon with her dad that she’d been accustomed to in the past.

Tom closed his eyes, thinking of the wet spot on his daughter’s shirt. When he saw her nipple standing out behind the white cotton, he wished he could have grabbed her breast and sucked on her begging tit. Knowing that Samantha was still a virgin, enticed him more. She was fresh, could be taught so many sexual things, and she had so many pleasures yet to discover. He would do anything to help her transition from being a girl, to becoming a woman. Tom pictured the moment when his daughter wrapped her sultry lips around the glistening breakfast meat. “Aah yes,” he moaned, stroking faster. He knew it wasn’t a realistic wish, but it sent a unique surge through him. It turned him on more than he had been in a long time.

Samantha loved hearing her dad groan as he whacked off in the shower. If she could help him out, just once, she would. Yesterday, she wouldn’t have dreamed of doing such an immoral thing, but something about his carnal grunts of gratification, thrilled her more than imaginable. She absorbed herself in his motions, in his sounds, in his forbidden passion. She didn’t realize he was thinking of his little girl the entire time he was masturbating.

Samantha leaned down, resting her left arm on the floor and spat on the fingertips of her right hand. She slid her hand down her shorts and into her panties. Finding her clit, she began rubbing circles around her swollen bud while watching her dear father gripping his thick shaft. When he slowed his pace, she slowed down with him. She finger fucked herself to the steady rhythm of her daddy.

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Excerpt from Voices Carry 3 by July Cumming | @JulyCumming #LPRTG #SSRTG

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Excerpt from – Voices Carry – 3

(Taboo Forbidden Man of the House Erotica)

by July Cumming

After a week of taboo thoughts about Samantha, Tom creates a plan to get what he wants without anyone finding out. Can he manage to take her hard and without protection before her no good boyfriend gets to her first?

Once everyone had finished eating, the guys took off outside. Tom ran upstairs to get out of his slacks, and into something more comfortable. Sweats were perfect for lounging in. After changing, he came back down and they had a seat back on the couch.

So girls, another movie?” Tom asked. It was already past eight and he would need to get to bed soon after the show if he was going to use that toy.

Yeah sure dad. Since you picked the last one, and it stunk I might add, I’m choosing the next one. ‘The Clowns Have Knives’ sounds creepy. Nobody in their right mind, likes clowns,” Samantha sneered.

Sounds good Cupcake.” Tom folded his arms together and stretched out his legs. Time to relax.

As the movie played on, Tom’s eyes grew weary, and he eventually nodded off to the screams of terror.

It was half way into the film before Samantha noticed her dad had fallen asleep. She was about to nudge him, hoping he would open his eyes, but stopped herself from disturbing him. She felt herself drawn to glance down at his crotch. Tom’s dick was standing straight up under his sweatpants. Trying not to bring attention to him, Samantha quickly turned her face back towards the movie.

You see it too?” Becky whispered.

See what?” Samantha replied, hoping she was talking about the film.

Your dad is rock hard.”

I hadn’t noticed. I don’t make it a habit of looking at my dad’s junk.” Samantha replied.

Yeah right. How could you not notice that? It’s huge. Is your dad a light sleeper?” Becky asked.

I don’t think so, why?”

Let’s find out.” Becky traced her fingertip from his cock-head down to where she could no longer feel his cock underneath his pants.

Oh my God, what are you doing?” Samantha asked in an annoyed tone.

I’m seeing if he is a heavy or light sleeper. What does it look like I’m doing?” Becky continued gently caressing her finger over his shaft that was hidden under his pants. “Look, it’s twitching.”

Stop it Becky. That’s so not cool,” Samantha whispered as she watched her best friend play with her daddy’s hard-on.

I never said it was. Well it kinda is. It’s dancing on its own.” Becky smiled and gave Samantha a devilish look. “Dare you to touch it too.”

God no. That’s my dad.”

So, he’s not your real dad.”

Well he is to me. He raised me.” Samantha’s heart started to pound inside her chest.

Wouldn’t you like to feel his beast? It looks pretty big under there.” Becky reached over Tom and grabbed Samantha’s hand. She knew if she resisted, they would wake the man of the house up. Becky held Samantha’s wrist and placed her hand on top of Tom’s cock. “Go on, feel it.”

Samantha struggled to swallow her spit, making her gasp. She was absolutely mortified to what her friend was making her do. It felt like she was drowning, forgetting how to breathe. She looked into Becky’s eyes, pleading with her to let her go.

It’s not going to bite you. Relax. Feel how thick his cock is? How warm it feels under his pants? Now squeeze your palm around it.” Becky guided Samantha to do exactly what she told her to do.

This is so wrong Becky. What if one of the guys walks in? How the hell do I explain that to the guys?”

Don’t worry so much. Your dad’s prick feels so good, doesn’t it?” Becky asked, wrapping her hand around her friend’s hand. She slowly cradled Samantha’s palm around Tom’s thick shaft and pushed her hand down his dick. “Yes, that’s it. Stroke his cock. I bet he wishes he was awake for this,” she said, pulling Samantha’s hand back up. Becky gripped her hand and steadily jerked their hands multiple times over his bulge.

Samantha’s cunt throbbed in excitement as she fondled her dad in his slumber. Is this really happening? “We should stop Becky. It’s so wrong,” she stated. She didn’t really want to stop, she enjoyed touching her dad and feeling his massive prick. It sparked her forbidden desires again, but it felt awkward doing it with her best friend forcing her hand. “He’s going to wake up.”

Want me to take it out of his pants? I bet his flesh is on fire from being so hard.”

God no. You can’t do that.”

I can’t, or I shouldn’t?”

Both. That’s too risky Becky,” Samantha uttered, while her hand softly rubbed up and down her daddy’s contained shaft. She found it hard to believe how much she enjoyed touching him. The last twenty-four hours had been a blur of arousal and unethical thoughts for her dad. She didn’t think she would ever be stroking him off. This was incredible. As much as she wanted so badly to wrap her fingers around his bare skin, she couldn’t do it in front of her friend. And definitely not out in the open of their living room.

Is your pussy throbbing like mine is?” Becky asked.

Nooo. God no! This is so gross. It’s not some random guy passed out. It’s my dad for fuck sake.”

It is. I can tell just by your reply that you are thoroughly getting aroused by this. Let me take it out. Then you can at least see it.”

No. It’s not happening. And no, I’m not thrilled molesting my dad in his sleep,” Samantha replied, unaware that she was now stroking him off on her own will.

Becky had taken her hand off Samantha’s hand in hopes she would continue rubbing him on her own. She was really getting off on watching her best friend stroke Tom. Without thinking twice about it, Becky crammed Samantha’s hand down the front of his pants and placed it on his warm stiff flesh.

Holy fuck. What have you done?” Samantha asked, terrified and stunned that her fingers were now skimming her daddy’s hard cock. She was about to pull her hand out, until Becky piped up.

If you stop now, surely daddy will wake up and catch you playing with his prick. Keep the motion going.” Becky grinned. The flickering light from the horror movie playing in the background, gave an evil look to her face.

I can’t do this.” Samantha’s fingers repeatedly slid over her dad’s penis, petting him while he slept.

Yes you can. It feels warm and velvety right? I assume since you are a virgin, this is the first cock you’ve ever touched?” Becky winked, knowing full well it was.

Well yeah, I’m waiting until the party on Friday.”

You are such a naughty little virgin. Stroking off your dad while he’s asleep. Want me to pull his pants down so you can suck it?”

No! I’m putting a stop to this nonsense Becky. He’s going to wake anytime now or the guys will come barging in. I’ve done nothing wrong here. You did this.” Samantha carefully pulled her hand out from Tom’s sweats.

Oh you liked every second of it. I bet daddy’s girl would take it further if she could.”

God no. Stop. This never happened. Do you hear me?”

Whatever. I know what I saw,” Becky said, standing up from the couch. “I’m getting a drink. Do you want anything?”

Samantha wanted her dad. The size of his cock in her hand had her pussy clenching to the thoughts of it filling her up. “I’m good.” Samantha stood up and walked over to the front door to check on the work of the car. It had been awhile since the guys had been heard from. She opened the door to find the driveway clear of anything. “Um, looks like the boys have left you behind Becky. The guys were gone, as well as the car.”

A scream from the movie startled Tom awake. Unaware of how long he’d been out, he figured it was at least an hour. He sat on the sofa, waiting for his wood to go down before attempting to get up. He didn’t say a word when he heard the girls walking around.

That sucks. I guess I’m spending the night.”

I don’t think that’s such a good idea Becky. Not after what you made me do.” Samantha walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water out of the fridge.

I highly doubt your dad is going to take me home at this late hour. Do you really want me getting a ride from him?” she said, standing across from her at the island.

It’s only nine-thirty, catch the bus,” Samantha scoffed.

But it’s Sunday, remember? They aren’t running very often today. Besides, we still have to watch the rest of the movie. It was getting good too, until you stopped it.” Becky wasn’t talking about the flick.

Tom wondered what Becky made Samantha do that had her pissed off. He closed his eyes again, hoping he could find the answer.

Well, I highly doubt he’ll drive you home. It’s late and we have to get to bed.”

See, I’m spending the night. Don’t worry, I won’t say anything to him if that’s what you are worried about.”

What just happened, never happened. Understand?” Samantha still couldn’t believe what she had done to her dad. It would be a cold day in hell when she would admit she enjoyed it.

I swear, my lips are sealed,” Becky replied, motioning her fingers to lock her lips. “I know you liked it though, but I’ll let you go on pretending you didn’t.”

Back in the living room, the girls flopped down on the couch to watch the rest of the movie. It was a little disappointing for Samantha to see that her dad’s hard-on was now gone, yet relieved it wasn’t there to entice her.

Tom stretched his arms over his head and yawned, letting the girls know he was awake. “Did I miss much? I didn’t realize I was that tired,” he said as he sat up.

Yeah, you missed quite a bit Mr. Peterson. It was really good.”

Samantha leaned forward and glared at Becky. She wanted to strangle her for implying something. “No, it wasn’t. The movie’s another stinker.”

It’s good I slept through it then. How are the guys doing? Any luck on the car?” 

Well Dad, they left without saying anything. That was Becky’s ride home. I’ll be having a good talk with Blake tomorrow at school.”

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#LPRTG #EARTG #ANAL | @JulyCumming | Excerpt from Bending Over For Jeff (Disciplined and Humiliated, A Backdoor Punishment Story) by July Cumming

As you know from my reviews, I love July’s writing and adore her story “Bending Over For Jeff” so I was thrilled that she agreed to publish a little bit of it here.

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Bending Over for Jeff

(Disciplined and Humiliated, A Backdoor Punishment Story)

by July Cumming

Moonlighting as an erotic author, Ms. C will do just about anything to pay the bills. Hoping for a raise when the CEO calls her in a performance review, she finds herself on her knees and bending over. Performing under pressure has never been so hard.

My head was tripping from drinking so much wine. This meeting felt like one big hallucination.

“Is everything okay? You look a little pale. Maybe it’s time you took a break. Have a walk around the room and stretch out those legs.”

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt. My body’s feeling numb from sitting so long,” I replied, pushing myself out from the desk. I stood up, arched my back to get out the kinks and the room began to spin.

Now was a good time to switch to the water I still had in my purse. I reached down into my bag, and as I came up I had a massive head rush. I downed the rest of the lukewarm water, hoping it would help stop the spinning.

Jeff smirked. “Better now?”

“Somewhat. I need a few minutes to clear my head.”

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Is this how you write? Mmmmphmphhphh. Yes or No?

“Sure. Do you want to give your customers a great experience?”

“Of course I do. That’s a pretty dumb question to ask. I want my readers to come from my dirty imagination.”

“I need you to prove it.”

“I’m writing a story for you aren’t I?”

“I’m going to have to see your credentials. You know, show, don’t tell,” he stated.

“I thought you said you’ve read my work? How else would I show you?”

“Why don’t you show me how talented you are with those sexy lips.”

“What did you say?” There’s no way in hell he had the nerve to say what I thought I heard. “Did you just tell me to blow you?”

“Yes, you heard correct.”

I gave Jeff a stern look and picked up my purse. “I let the other stuff slide, but I draw the line at that Mr. St. Bendovz. If you could please point me to the door, I’ll be happy to leave,” I huffed, crossing his path.

Jeff stood up, his stiff cock protruding from his robe. His hand reached out for me, “Please don’t go,” he begged, grabbing at my arm. His strong hand squeezed my wrist. “We aren’t finished here.”

“Oh, yes we are! Let go of me!” The slick coconut oil on his palm made it easy for me to wriggle myself out of his grip.

“I’m the one calling the shots here. We are just getting started darling,” Jeff exclaimed, pushing me towards the desk. “I’m sure you’re aware that I grew up in Florida.”

“Yeah, so. What does that have to do with anything?”

“Well, I’d like to put some South in your mouth.”

“Oh wow, that didn’t sound cliché at all,” I replied, tripping on the object behind me. My body fell back onto a large white cushioned footstool. Jeff took my mishap as his opportunity to trap me. Before I could blink he straddled his legs over mine, making it impossible for me to stand back up. I sat face to face with his dripping one-eyed snake.

“I thought you brought me here to write you a smutty story? We started this a long time ago, now I’m ending it.”

“Not so fast. You’re not being a team player.”

“Now wait a minute. I’ve been compliant with everything you’ve asked of me so far.”

“Not everything. Since you write about sucking and fucking, you must be an expert in both. I need to find out if it’s true.”

“Can’t you leave things to the imagination? I could write that I’m purple, love eating broccoli and have you believe that I just started college. Guess what? None of that is real.” I wasn’t going to let him know I was a pro at sucking cock. I loved it so much to the point that I craved it.

“But those things don’t get me hard. The way you write so vividly about squirting and deep throating, I can’t let you go until I find out for myself.”

“Sounds like you’re infatuated with me. I guess I’ll be here for a while then. I’m sure someone in this institution would hear me if I screamed.”

Jeff looked around the room, “There’s nobody here but us. You can scream all you want. You know, let out that anger you have with me. It might even add some spice to what you are about to do.”

My heart started thumping hard like a drum solo in an eighties hair band.

“I can’t do it.”

“You can and you will. I could dismiss you for not following orders. I’d have to hold your pay of course. Do you want that?”

“No. I worked hard for my sales.”

“Then I suggest you obey me and show me what you can do.”

The words he uttered triggered my hot button. My pussy clenched, begging for some action. “Not now, not with him. Control your hormones,” I thought to myself.

“Jeff, this is getting out of hand. Are you seriously trying to blackmail me into getting you off?”

“I wouldn’t call it blackmail. I’m offering you the opportunity to prove your worth. You’d like to get paid for this story you’re writing me right?”

“Yes, of course I do.”

“Then do as I say and get on your knees. You can call me Big Daddy from now on. Maybe you can earn yourself a big bonus.” He placed his hand on my shoulder, nudging me towards his prick.

Unfuckingbelievable. There was no way I was going to cave in to cruel demands.

I glanced up to him, shaking my head in disapproval. “I’m fine sitting here. Would you really do that?”

“What do you think?” He grabbed my hand and placed it around the base of his half limp cock. He held my hand down with his own and guided me to stroke him off. “That’s it. Make Big Daddy harder than I could ever imagine.”

With ease, my hand rode up and down his growing prick. His warm flesh pulsed in my palm as I jerked him into a full erection. “This is crazy! You won’t get away with this.”

“Shh… enough talking. I don’t want words coming from your mouth, I want to be cumming in your powerful storytelling mouth.”

Jeff placed his hand on the back of my head, pulling me down to his massive veiny prick. I pulled my head back to break free but couldn’t. I wasn’t ready for what he wanted me to do. Sure, I’d done some nasty shit in my life but this was a new low for me.

“Don’t make this difficult. Come on, be a good girl and suck my cock,” he ordered, drawing my face closer into him.

For an older guy, it looked enticing. Neatly trimmed, huge balls and a girth I’ve only dreamed about. My dainty hand looked very much out of proportion wrapped around his impressive cock. The tip oozed with a drop of his liquid crystal pre-cum, begging for me to lick it off.

I had no choice but to swallow my pride and hope to not choke on it.

I closed my eyes, licked my lips and took a deep breath before leaning forward with my tongue pointing out. I hesitated as my lips approached his heated flesh.

Should I start on his shaft or his head? What was my incentive to blow him? These were the kinds of questions that plagued me as a writer.

“Go on baby girl, get those creative juices flowing.”

It figures he’d use the words I loved to hear. How could I loathe someone so much and at the same time indulge in sucking him off? This guy is a repulsive asshat douche bag, coercing me to chug down his dick.

Feeling uneasy about the situation, I let go of his raging cock, pulling myself away from him. “This is ridiculous. I can’t do it,” I whispered, shaking my head. “This is so wrong.”

I looked up at Jeff and sensed he was growing impatient by the glare in his eyes.

“July, if you don’t put it in your mouth in the next thirty seconds, I’m going to have to take drastic measures.”

“By drastic measures, are you implying you’d force it into my mouth?” I asked for clarification. “You wouldn’t dare.” I couldn’t let him violate me. I clenched my teeth together in hopes it would stop him from entering my inviting mouth.

“I wouldn’t use the word force, it’s more like I’d help you get it inside.” Jeff smiled, nudging my face a little closer to his cock. Jeff removed his hand from the back of my head, “Like this,” he whispered, cupping his palm under my jaw.

Jeff firmly held my face in place while using his other hand to drag his cock-head across my mouth. “Come on sweetie, open up for Big Daddy.” His thick tip circled around my lips, painting them entirely in his salty gloss. He pressed forward, slipping his chubby head inside the seal of my mouth.

Normally, I like getting to know the prick first before giving head. I’d start by kissing the tip, then work my way down and lick back up the shaft before cramming it down my throat. It was obvious he didn’t want to wait.

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Bulletin #3 – EXCITING and COLLIDING Week in SMUTPUNK CAMP | #EARTG #LPRTG #SSRTG #MrBrtg Any more hashtags?

It’s been an exciting week in Smutpunk Camp. Callie released Lyssa #5 – Me Under Glass (Cthulhu Smutpunk Paranormal Erotica), which is a super-imaginative piece.

I was blown away by Me Under Glass, as I am by most of Callie’s work. You will find my review on the product page for her new smutpunk, cthulhu mythos, universe colliding part of her masterpiece. I know she wanted to write a one wank wonder story, but her imaginative brain just wouldn’t let it rest, thankfully.

Callie also has some Erotic Pulp on the way, which I’m not going to reveal what that means but I will tell you that I’ve seen glimpses of it, and even brainhurricaned a few ideas with her, and it’s ball-inflatingly, tit-flauntingly brilliant. If my ass could wink, it would do so here.

Callie wrote a SMUTPUNK MANIFESTO (I’ve funked out my remix

Linzi Basset was a guest on the Blog Tour Bus Stop and gave an incredible interview. A few other writers have touched me on the shoulder about doing something similar so a new one is brewing. Let me know if you’re interested. It’s going to be hard to top the Nabokov of Erotica’s debut interview. They say the first is special. I’m glad mine was with Linzi. I heard it was her first, too. See two virgins doing it for the first time.

Linzi also happens to be absolutely rocking the rankings. Man, I’m happy if one of my books takes a quick dip inside the top 100,000. She’s is something like #5 overall. Congratulations. She has a knack for language, and writes a shit ton of books. The combo of hard work and talent are starting to pay dividends for her. She is a shining example to all of us.

Reed James is working on a futanari cuckolding story, title still unknown to me.

The series is Cuckold by the Black Futa. Reed is such a prolific writer. He’s another shining example!

Mr. Blackthorne, as classy and mysterious as ever, has some great new excerpts up. The latest are from JULY CUMMING and JENNY FOSHIA and two writers you know from this site.

That leads me to the big news of the week for Camp Smutpunk, Sarchashmo himself (aka Moctezuma Johnson) is now a Naughty Nymphette, one of the Wicked Pens.

I never thought the day would come but, after befriending about half the group one by one and seeing my wife, Emme, welcomed by them, I thought oh what the hell and joined. They have accepted me better than I could have dreamed, although I am WAY TOO PORNO-LITERARY SMUTPUNK UP THE ASS for some of them. I’m quite honored to be surrounded by such a talented bunch. So check out all the Wicked Pen(i)s on mrblackthorne.com

Lastly, it’s on. The Five Hive (The Fuck Force Five Women In Black Special Unit) are about to throwdown with Butterface, that crawling chaos cunt. The Battle for Alien Relish is on. Get your tickets earlier! Get your tickets earlier! Steel Cage STRAP-on Dildo Match! Get your tickets earlier!

 

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I’m always around. Email, comment, tweet, or stop me on the street (grabbing me by the balls is the best way to get my wandering attention).

‘Nuff said, says San Esperma di Desgracia (in technicolor)

 

Bullpen Bulletin #1 by Sarchasmo | Aka San Esperma ||

Bullpen Bulletin #1

Squirt-a-mouse Girl is awesome. She’s quite helpful and teaching me to un-dungeon some of my books that have been chained to the bench for a while.  You may know her as July Cumming during the day, but at night she squirts from Canada to Kazakhstan. When you use your mouse her liquid permeates your skin. Go ahead, click. See!? Here, have a wet tissue to clean off with. There.

Queen Kegel has released three installments of MILKED BY THE YETI. One more is on its way soon. Stay tuned. They are at literaryporn.net.

Poet for hire is always a good thing, right? I suggest you buy the ever-popular hate poem. The poem is emailed anonymously to anyone you choose and features nasty, MJ-style abuse . Great for ex-husbands, bosses, cunt family members, and nemeses. Buy today, will deliver by Christmas!

Sarchashmo is the poet for hire. He’ll cockslap any fools into submission. If he cannot, he’ll employ the help of his “friend”, Queen Kegel the Sextacular

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Holy Sperm that’s Great Copy, isn’t it?

 

Aside from Kegel/Sarcashmo:

You were Jackie Lee! Little Jackie Lee, the barnacle-boy from underground Asian porn movies!”

“No no,” he said nervously. “My name is not Jack Lee, it’s Jack Li. A common mistake.”*

“Ohhhhh,” Natasha said.

“Didn’t you just say the same name twice?” Vlad asked.

“Little Jackie Lee had a two-foot cock,” Natasha said. “I was always very, very curious about him.”

“I thought you were Brut Lee?”

“Like champagne? I not champagne.”

“No, Brunch Lee. A very tasty treat,” Vlad said.

“Yes, all two feet of him,” said Natasha. Mmmnn mmnnn. Like a subway two footer.”

“No, no. It’s Brooos Leee,” Vlad said. “That’s what I heard.”

 

*The name must be different in the intonation

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Book Reviews: Four of them because like orgasms they should be multiple

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Book Reviews: Four Reviews of Four Awesome Contemporary Romance and Erotica Writers

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First I had this obsession with the writing of Connie Cliff. If you check my archives you will see that I reviewed many of her books. Then it was the Wizards Daughters that Michael Dalton penned. Now it’s Callie Press. She burst on my erotica radar this year as subtle as a Stealth Bomber over Syria (thoughts to all my French brothers and sisters) with The Chamber Pot Prince and Donna the Office Slutbag and other awesome titles, but nothing was written this year with as much skill, subtlety, humor, sense, sensitivity, and just plain fun as Callie’s Halloween Tale Butterface. In my opinion, this was the Erotica Book of the Year. No disrespect to anybody else’s books (including my own) but nothing stacks up against this masturba-piece. Nothing. Butterface has elements of Lovecraft, of Watson & Crick, of Stephen King, of me (yeah, I said it – Callie’s my girl, and this is my blog, so I can say anything I want), of Shakespeare (yes, her ear for dialogue is that good), and other shit that just isn’t coming to mind cause I’m a dunce and haven’t had coffee yet. Now, as awesome as Butterface is, some other books have also been absolutely fucking awesome. I cannot list them all but here are a few that I have just recently read, from authors who truly know how to turn a phrase.

Ashlee Shades (aka Ashlee S. Hades, the devilish one) Blind Sensations

This was a great book.

This is the second book of Ashlee Shades that I have read and I quite enjoyed the focus on the senses. There are a few bits of tense trouble but otherwise the prose is polished and the story is captivating. Samantha endures horrible blind dates and then starts on her blindfolded-with-a-total-stranger journey that is very hot and quite interesting. The character goes on a strange date that leads her to drive to his mansion (err, castle) to be led into an empty room by a butler and willingly put on a blindfold before she meets her “date.” I would have liked Samantha, the main character, to have asked the mystery man more questions. clare-bachelor-juan-pablo-blindfold-dateEven if they were just in her head I think that could have added to the strangeness and anxiety of wearing a blindfold for the first time, but maybe that’s just me. I’m weird. I’m sick. I’m wonderful. The way Ashlee wrote it, I enjoyed the sensory deprivation a lot, and thought this was the strongest part of the book. The sex (or sense) scenes were captivating. Ashlee really wrote some awesome sexy bits.

The ending was telegraphed early on in the book, but I still found reading to its conclusion to be a ton of hot, steamy fun. Shades has a way with words. By limiting the character’s sight she really enhanced the writing, the atmosphere, and the senses. The plot took a back seat to the fun.

The book left me quite satisfied. I highly recommend it. Surely there will be a part 2 soon and I’m looking forward to it. As I edit this post to publish it I realize that part 2 is already out. I’m too slow to keep up!

 

July Cumming Wet and Naughty First Times Bundle

This book starts with a couple stories that are hot first timers. Please don’t take my speed of covering the first two stories to be a sign that they are weak, they most certainly are not, it’s just that story 3 in this collection may be the best short story written in 2015.

Let’s back up to story one for a moment. There’s a sexy little vixen in the first one that sent me right over the edge. I mean, it has all the taboos of underage and overstimulated. Without getting us on an FBI’s most wanted list lets just say there may be a bit of subtle coercion in this one.

I read the second one in the haze of a post-self-coital romp (thanks, July!). The title suits this book perfectly, there are different naughty first times but the last story really ramps the theme up into a frenzy that could be titled “So Very, Nearly Illegally, Past the Point of Naughty First Times.” The first two stories are quality: hot and naughty and quite satisfying reads. They show that Ms. Cumming has earned her name. Then there story 3: fucking genius! It  is a tale about a certain boss [I like to think of the name as a group of tall, smart, brave women (Hint: also a river and rainforest)] who manipulates an erotica writer into coming into his posh office. This short story will blow the buttons off your blouse. Holy shizzayt what a story! It’s funny and hot and insane and nasty and barely legal and brilliantly features a layered, larger than life robe-wearing CEO we all know too well and love to hate and hate to love. The play on our personal relationships with this diva CEO makes it all the more real, fun, and goddamn spectacular. This story is Stephen King meets Jade Marcela. It’s Steve Jobs dominates the world of Hip Hop Cinematography with all off Snoop Dogg’s hookers and hos. Explaining the power of this plot is like taking a drop of water and explaining hydroelectric power. Sorry, I would love to play spoilers but, oops, the drink in my hand just squirted all over me. Guess I was too excited so you’re just going to have to read this erotica tour-de-force for yourself. If you like hardcore smut you’re going to find nirvana. I did.

Excuse me while I clean up.

 

Linzi Basset His Cherished Sub

Many of you may be familiar with Linzi’s world of BDSM clubs and a syndicate. I was not. I started with His FBI Sub and then started on His Cherished Sub. My first impression is that Linzi knows two things really well. She knows how to write and how to get readers excited. Her writing ability is top-notch and the editing of the book is superb.

Linzi's Zander is as handsome as Zander, but not a cartoon.

Linzi’s Zander is as handsome as Xander, but not a cartoon.

It doesn’t read like most of the erotica out there. The prose is very polished which makes the sex scenes all the more powerful. Also, Linzi understands really sexy characters. If her main female Kendra were in my office, legs spread on my desk, while I typed this I’d definitely be knee-deep in her buttery pussy. She was irresistible. The men are pretty hot as well. For a male reader they are the kind of guys I’d like to have a few shots with and high five during a gangbang. Linzi writes men quite well. Very sexy. Very cool.

The plot is that Kendra doesn’t really want to be involved in this club but thanks to being cash-strapped finds herself as an assistant and a pole-dancer (hot, right?). From here she immediately falls for and catches the attention of Z, one of the studs of the club. Z, short for Zander (yes, I’m thinking Xander Crews, too! Where’s Killface?) can’t believe he’s falling for any piece of ass and makes it his first mission to break this jaded little hot bitch. The thing is the more he tortures her, and he does torture her (orgasm deprivation, bondage, obedience, ball gags, etc), the more he finds himself falling for her.

I don’t want to spoil the twists and turns any more than I already have. The plot is pretty intricate with characters having more than a Club Alpha Cove Persona. They have dynamic lives, backgrounds, and jobs. This is all a testament to the fact that Linzi can really write. She has a her ear to the pavement for realistic dialogue, and an amazing sense of character. As I read before cracking open the first book, her command of the English language is not what we’ve come to expect from the average erotica writer. Linzi could be writing in any genre, including fine literature.

Read Linzi for yourself. You will be blown away.

 

Callie Press Butterface

See my Book Review of Butterface Here

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