Panties Pulled Down Equals Moctezuma Johnson


Thanks to Naya Free, I have given a lot of thought to brand imaging and I know what I would like my brand to look like: panties pulled down.

Below I will give you a couple of examples of what I mean. When you see such images, please think Moctezuma Johnson.

There is just something so sexy when a woman I am about to have sex with pulls her panties down and reveals her honey pot. I just love pulling them down, love watching her pull them down, love seeing someone else pull them off. It’s always a thrill every single time.





The Sex Manual – Read these sex tips for a flamethrower in the bedroom


The Sex Manual – Read these sex tips for a flamethrower in the bedroom


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The Sex Manual – Read these sex tips for a flamethrower in the bedroom

Why are you rubbing two sticks together in the bedroom? Get a flamethrower!

Ever wished your partner came with a small pamphlet on how to operate correctly? Well, now you have it. Moctezuma spent nearly a decade running a bar, writing erotica, and blogging. He gathered a lot of information. So you want to have mind-blowing sex but all you know is what your priest and Cosmo told you? You poor thing. Well, fret no more. Let Moctezuma Johnson share his research in this in-depth, self-help book. He has found out what’s plaguing most bedroom partners. It’s simply intimidation and insecurity. So many fans have asked him how to be better, sexier, and more experienced. Moctezuma speaks openly and honestly offering a series of very practical solutions for men and women. This non-fiction, how-to book is told with humor (a necessity for the bedroom) and compassion.

Whether male or female or transgender, The Sex Manual is the book you wish came with every person you’ve dated. Well, wish no more. It’s out, so add it to your kindle. Just the fact that you’re reading this description is proof that you’re ready to improve and you’re almost halfway there. This book will take you the rest of the way. It’s filled with ideas, game plans, tips, and list of clothing, toys, and poems to spice up your sex life. – the new wiki for you to explore and enjoy the many side of S. Punk #smutpunk #LPRTG

Brand Spanking New:


Hey, lovelies, have no fear

the smutpunk wiki has arrived here

So please, my dear, become a peer

as we all need S. punk in our ears


Please contribute. It’s fun and easy. If you’re SMUTPUNK 4Lyf you will want to show your love and get adulation from the Merry Band of SMUTPUNKists, MOJO and the FUNKY GET S.PUNK CREW (yes, say that to the tune of Sgt. Pepper’s, of course). Let me know via comment, email, carrier pigeon if there’s any trouble with crossed wiki wires.

Cause, as they say, smutpunk grabs erotica by the futa balls and feeds it to Nyarlathotep.



Click Melania for Direct SMUTPUNK access.

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MJ’s mini is bigger than most #LPRTG

Smutpunking Moctezuma 69

You can't fake the Smutpunk or can you? Now, I’m not one to tell you what to do but you MUST read the NAYA FREE interview of me on her site. That’s an order, soldier.

This interview is what she calls a “mini” interview, which means even she doesn’t have any idea what the hell is going on. It’s a good lot of fun with a little bit of insight sneaked in for good measure.

Click the Sexy Newsgirl for the interview and she may remove her clothes. Enjoy!

Naked Naya Free Interviews Big Dick of Moctezuma Johnson

Click to Make the Interviewer Naked and Interview MJ


Review Request | #LPRTG #EARTG #MrBrtg

Please leave a review for smutpunk writer Moctezuma Johnson

Thank you for supporting me and my brand of SMUTPUNK. You’ve probably heard that I have crawled tumblr_nq21wlyv2r1tqtfrjo1_1280out from under a rock to pen a Choose Your Own Kink SEXcapade. I’m looking to gather reviews for this book since, it seems, that reviews really do help the Zon feature a book more prominently. If you’ve read it, please leave a review. Any short review will suffice; even “It wasn’t bad” or “I really liked it” will be enough. If you want to go into more depth, that’s awesome. I’m told that the more reviews the better, so please help. Thanks so much. Let me know if you would like a free review copy of the Choose Your Own Kink or any other book. If you have KU you can read Choose Your Own Kink free.




ps: I bare my soul to you, so I thought the GIF was appropriate!

Poems for MJ by Genevieve Greene

Somehow Genevieve started writing poems to me so I’m collecting them here on this page! 

Poems by Genevieve Greene


He saw her, walking
she was outside an office building
with the clothes she had on
she must work inside
he had seen her before
once, eating in a restaurant
alone, maybe it was an Ihop
he walked up behind her
pressed her into the rail
next to the boat dock
yanking her skirt over her hips
her ass, was porcelain in color
but, firm and rounded, with no panties
almost like she expected him
his hand smacked her ass cheek
hard, leaving a red handprint
undoing his pants
he freed his monster cock
pulling her ass to him
drove his cock deep inside
her tight asshole
she wasn’t resisting, but was struggling
her body betrayed her sluttiness
she loved feeling him
in her ass
reaching inside her shirt
he pinched her nipples, hard
she was moaning, chanting
“Fuck me harder!”
he did, her ass was squeezing his cock
moving a hand between her legs
flicked her clit, pinched it
made her cum
while she was cumming
her body shaking
he pulled a butt plug
from his pocket, shoved it in her ass
pushing her to her knees
he moved to her front
sunk his cock all the way
he felt the back of her throat
eyes still glazed from cumming
she swallowed, trying not to gag
he fucked her face
faster, rubbing her tonsils
he came then, in a flood
she couldn’t keep up
his hot cum dripped
from the corner of her mouth
zipping his pants back, caging the beast
he slapped her, in the face
“My, beautiful fuck slut, I’ll be back.”
walked away from her
while she was still on her knees
dripping cum, from her mouth and pussy
skirt up, ass out, plug still in
a display of slutty sex
for the boats docking to see

He called, “Let’s meet.”
she went
he got to the hotel
not a cheap one
she picked with style
naked, she stood
her smooth white skin
chilled in the air
her body, was perfect
she was no model
her shape was curved
like a woman
who was built to fuck
hard and often
He went
and kissed her
more of a consuming
inhaling her soul, through her mouth
she worked quickly
taking off his clothes
when she saw his cock
she was breathless
dropped to her knees
licking her huge cock-pop
taking it all the way
his hand, holding her head
he started
he fucked her face
she swallowed, she didn’t want to gag
she liked him, his control
his balls, tight, cum filled, heavy
right to the back of her throat
his hot jizz, she took it all
wait, she wasn’t done, she swallowed
his cock, was interested, again
he picked her up and put her on the bed
her rounded ass, at the edge
her legs, he put them over his shoulders
driving deep, into her slick, wet pussy
she was begging, beneath him
“Fuck me harder.”
he did, driving deep and hard
her creamy tits
he slapped them, leaving a handprint
on each, she loved it
he pushed the limit, slapped
her, on the cheek, but told her
“You’re my delicious slut”
she moaned her pleasure,
started cumming, her pussy
milking his cock, finished him
pulling out, his cum, sprayed
on her belly, her tits, her mouth
her tongue, licking hot cum from her lips
she loved him, but wouldn’t say
he loved her, but couldn’t stay
They would meet
and fuck, because they were friends.


He walked in, she was there
naked, on her knees
her ass, proudly on display
for him
her skin was alabaster
her shape spoke of something
darker, exotic
the pink glistening pussy
or her tight, tight ass
he stripped
his cock, was as beautiful
as it was immense
decided, he drove into
her tight ass, deep and hard
his hand, pulled her hair
watching her ecstasy
he was cumming
pulled out and his
hot, sticky, jizz landed
on her face, her neck, her back
greedily licking up the drops
she begged, “More.”


She looked up
his eyes were watching her
on her knees
her mouth full
of his delicious cock
his hand, fisted in her hair
deeper in her throat
she swallowed
his eyes rolled
around his magnificence
she worked oral magic
tongue swirling
throat massaging
he couldn’t last
filling her mouth
she licked him clean
gazing at him
adoration in her eyes
“Thank you Sir.”


She looked at the floor
from her position
she felt the cool air
on her ass
the anticipation was building
then she felt the first smack
on and on it went
getting harder, getting faster
the spanks, they stopped then
she wondered what was next
his cock, against her asshole
as he slid inside
fucking hard, and oh so deep
she was breathless, on the edge
shaking while she was cumming
she felt him jizz inside her
well spanked and well fucked
she curled and fell asleep



*Note – This was a pretty cool experience for me since usually people ask me to write them poems but in this case I got the poems. Sexy! I can get all night long^^

Tera Patrick really does have such a pretty face

 She could have a been a proper model. I’m glad she chose porn.

See my comments on the original link


A little bit about Tera:

She’s from Montana. She is worth $15 million.

She looks up in such a way while sucking cock that her pupils swim in the whites of her big eyes.




Smutpunk is erotica with plot that mixes forms from such varied sources as magic realism, science fiction, and Asian kung fu movies. In the same way most other punks use some common element to glue them together, smutpunk uses the most basic protein of all to create its own panspermia universe, mixing pop-culture, erotica, the Cthulhu mythos, Far East legends, and Non-Western spirituality with Science Fiction, Pulp, and Silver-Age-Comic era elements into a head spinning, ball-busting good time.

Well that’s the answer according to me, Moctezuma Johnson. Why doesn’t someone ask Miss Callie Press?


Interview with R.B. O’Brien


Due to the success of the illustrious Linzi Basset’s interview, I’ve decided to try my hand and chatting with a few more writers. Hopefully readers can learn how other writers go about their craft and get to know about the author answering the questions. Today’s interview is with R.B. O’Brien. I admittedly know very little her. So please get to know Miss O’Brien with me.

A Note About Formatting: my questions are in purple and everything else is R.B. 


First, since I don’t know anything about you, let’s get some basics on the table. Tell us your name and who you are.

R.B. O’Brien. The initials are named after my Nana and my great aunt. I’ll leave it at that. It is a pen name for a reason, right?  I write erotic romance. The Natalie’s Edge series is contemporary BDSM Romance. The last in the series is loosely based on a real-life experience and is nominated for the Golden Flogger Award for Best BDSM Romance of 2015.

I’m a huge Shakespeare fan and teach for a living.  I’m a seeker of knowledge and never stop asking questions and even when I have the answer, I’m never satisfied. I know this may be a cop-out, MJ, and I apologize. But the best way to get to know me is to direct you to my blog. I wear my heart on my sleeve there. It is the essence of who I am. A writer. A dancer. A teacher. A thinker. A dreamer. A hopeless romantic. An artist.

What’s the name of your latest book and what genre it is considered.

My latest book is Thorne: Rose’s Dark Contract, coming out this month, god willing (or something like that). I’m struggling to classify it. BDSM; dark romance; dubious consent; erotic romance; suspense. Ha! Here is the blog I wrote about it. Take from it what you will:

This is a book I started quite a while ago. I was in a rather dark place when I began writing it. I never thought it would see the light of day. I almost just bled the words and didn’t give much thought to it. When I put an excerpt up on Mr. Blackthorne’s site as well as here on my website, I got a lot of interest. People asked me to finish it. Seems I’m not the only one who likes dark characters, damaged men, and an exploration of human motivation.

So I decided that as soon as I could, I would get back to it.

When I picked it back up a few weeks ago, I realized that dark place I was in was no longer at the forefront of my emotions. I had buried, or at least accepted, certain things in my life as truths and the depth of my confusion and sadness had worked itself out.

Well. That may not be fully true. The struggle continues, but it’s not debilitating. There is life again after hurt. Love abounds. All around me. In all different forms. And the love I thought I might have felt seems sort of surreal now, almost like an out-of-body experience. That’s what distance does. Writing doesn’t hurt either.

Don’t think this isn’t dark though. It is. If you’ve read Natalie’s Edge, you’ll know that a story without angst, upheaval, insecurities, and flaws is not something I’m capable of writing. And this is from the male’s POV and let me tell you: This dude is indeed flawed! But his story is interesting and I think there is a twist that you will not at all see coming.

I hope you’ll read it when it’s complete. And if you hate him or think he’s too controlling or that he has too many issues, keep reading. You just may be quite surprised at what happens.

Now, the burning question my readers have for you, what’s your stance on getting dick pics from your twitter followers? Yay, Nay, or May(be). 

Hahahahahaha. Get one every day and when I don’t I wonder what is going on in the universe. Dicks aren’t all that attractive. That’s what I feel about that. J What one does what said dick, that is far more important. I think there’s a reason that the female nude body far outweighs the male in art!

Now, straight to the hardest and most profound question of them all, do you really write in lingerie on a chair with dildo strapped to it, or is that make believe? No, seriously, why do you write? How did this hard, lonely life become your passion?
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In all seriousness, I write my life. I write to escape real life. I write to live moments over again. I write to rewrite the moments I’ve lived over in a way that makes more sense to me. I write the moments to heal. I write the moments I hope never happen. And I write the moments I hope will happen.

I’ve also learned that much of my writing comes from my subconscious. And I’ve discovered so much about myself in my writing. I don’t see it on the surface necessarily. But then I go back and realize how much of myself is in my work. The Natalie’s Edge series was taken from a lot of my reality and is autobiographical in places. But the story is fictionalized…until I go back and really read it. It is a self examination—no question.

I can’t just write a little each day like many writers. I have to sequester myself for long periods of time. I have to travel into the world, immerse myself as if I’m actually living it myself. I have to become lost in my imagination and in the minds of my characters. I often tell people that I live two lives. My waking world and the world of my writing. If I don’t find that place, that quiet spot in my mind to let the world exist, it simply doesn’t come together for me. Again, because I teach, I get long stretches where I can do that.

Where do you publish your writing and why?

I have a publisher, EXtasy Books. So my books from the Natalie’s Edge series are everywhere and coming to print. Thorne: Rose’s Dark Contract will be self-published and I will try Amazon and KU.

I really like to know what other writers like, similar to what songs musicians like to cover. It says something about both artists. What’s your favorite line of somebody else’s writing? Something tells me you’re going to quote the bard.

Nope. I love the Bard, but you’re right. Too obvious. And choosing just one? God, MJ. How cruel. If I must it is this: “To write is to descend, excavate, to go underground.”—Anais Nin

With which writer would you secretly trade places? (so, no Shakespeare is not an option, use your brain!) 

If I tell you, it will no longer be a secret! All my favorite writers led tragic lives it seems. Depression. Suicide. Mental insanity. Or, they led “lives of quiet desperation.” Hemingway, Charlotte Perkins Gilman, Sylvia Plath, Virginia Woolf, Kate Chopin, Emily Bronte, on and on and on. So….my favorite works do not equate to trading places, you sneaky interviewer you!

To answer, I think I would wish to trade places with E.E. Cummings. A male. An artist. A writer.  A genius. Someone who did want he wanted instead of what others expected of him. A glutton. A sexual deviant who loved and lusted many at one time. But only to see what it’s like to have that lack of conscience and to live in moment (“since feeling is first”) without the fear I carry. The fear of guilt. The fear of consequences. And the fear to really fly and live. But then, deep down, I don’t dislike myself or my life so much that I would REALLY want to trade places. In fact, I rather like the life I’ve had, the life I have, and the life I will continue. After all, it is me. It was who I was meant to be this time around. I like that I care. I like that I care for others and their feelings. And I like that I want love and loyalty and honesty. I think it’s important to live life in the moment but also with conviction and attention to those around us. I don’t really WANT to be a glutton or a sexual deviant. I think it would get old. Fast. But… for a day or a week or a month? I’d like that!

Thank you for stopping in to chat with me, R.B. Best of luck with your new book. Let us know when it’s out so we can have a look! 



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