Thursday in the Land of Literary Pulp Smutpunk

I love when “Amazon Customer” drops a surprise 5-star review on me. I’m glad somebody caught the humor and the sex appeal of this weird political satire smutpunk, Dump the Futa President.

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In other news about myself, Triangulum Stain 2 – The Battle for Alien Relish came out of the gate with a bang and then settled back down to Earth (a long fall from the Triangulum Galaxy). I just wanted to pop back in with my fans with this sudden spike to 22nd in LGBT Science Fiction. Thank you whoever is suddenly buying it! Perhaps it’s in part due to the inquisitive and well-written Smutpunk Article by fantasy writer Jamie McLachlan.

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Dump the Futa President

Literary Porn Smutpunk

Been messing around with Instagram and with xvideos and pornhub. Have a look at this vid about a Gay Mexican Alien who falls in love with presidential hopeful T. Ronald Dump.

Keep in mind Dump is the Futa President and they will Dump the Futa president. Both meanings are cool in this smutpunk romp.

Give it a read here and Latino Futa Presidential Smutpunk!

Two Poems for Sherri (aka the Ardent Rose)

A poem

love poem for sherri. i once had a chick named sherry
but let’s not get into her tight shaved slit willing ass right now
that deliciously slutty cocksucker, no, let’s write a love poem
not a sex poem, let’s write about respect, and ardent roses thank you poem
about brains bitches and ballistic missile code poems

 

Two Poems for Sherri (aka the Ardent Rose)

 

1. my kind of girl

 

there’s a woman at a digital easel

drawing silver-age-style-comics

she swipes the screen

the yellow gas mask girl yellowly slides on

then feverishly white pixels beat down black words on the page

the whole easel has become Alien Relish, guey

not the slimey protein, but the book, my book

my kind of bad-ass, smutpunk chick, chic chale

 

2. i love reviews

five stars being the anal sex of reviews

the deepthroat foreplay

the kind that makes your teeth fall out

that makes you bite your own finger

til blood flushes yourself down

the worm hole til you pop out

basted gooily in alien relish floatingly

floating the river of titty-cocks

bouncing soft squishy titties

bumping pinball sac futanari

as you float down the river

you see a girl with smutpunkadelic eyes

at an easel drawing the situation

the one from your brain, deep and cutely

as the other side of the wormhole seals

your cock explodes with digital code

a virtual verified review

thank you

 

Excerpt from Triangulum Stain 2 by Moctezuma Johnson

Excerpt from THE BATTLE FOR ALIEN RELISH – Triangulum Stain 2 by Moctezuma Johnson

Chloe was on the couch with her curly hair exploding on the back cushions. Her back was flat against the seat cushion, sticking to the leather, and her neck craned forward. Her mouth was stuffed with a ball gag and her wrists were cuffed with police cuffs.

Her mouth was stuffed with a big red ball gag with breathing holes pierced into it. Her legs were cuffed to her hands so her pussy’s thick meaty lips were on display. She was clean shaven. She was gorgeous. Her eyes were dark and wide open. She blinked. She wanted so badly to be aroused.

Man after man had left her. She knew this was the reason. They got bored or scared of her. They felt like they couldn’t own her like they wanted. Sure they could stuff her mouth, stretch her cunt, blast her ass with their dicks. They could get her to say she loved it, or even loved them, but deep down there was a gaping hole and it wasn’t just her anus. It was deeper than that!

Deeper than anus, Chloe thought. That was a funny thought. What was deeper than anus? Was there some micro-infinity? Worlds and worlds of imperceptible infinity up her ass. Was she the goddess of ass?

Lefty knew that she just wasn’t excited enough about him. Some infinity up her ass was reckless and needed to be sated. It was like there was a bad teenager up her ass. She needed to tame it. She tried it all. She tried rough sex, group sex, filmed sex, paid sex, charity sex, bdsm sex, lesbian sex, and none of it scratched her itch. Lefty knew and left her. The rest had left her.

Now she just picked up the same old losers at the High Dive Bar on High Street in Beaver Lick, Arizona. She picked them up and had them carry out their fetishes on her. Since the first attack of the Triangulum Stain she had been peed on, shit on, slapped, caged, written on, and spit on. Of course she’d been cum on copious amounts. Today she was tied up, her legs tied to her arms which were cuffed above her head. She was waiting, hoping, dying to get gushingly wet, but instead it was nothing but red rock pussy, as dry as the desert rock.

Officer Rick, the latest dreg that she had peeled off a bar stool and brought to her house, was pounding her ass. Ever since she saw sentient dildos she knew that the great Arizona expanse was but a comma in a book, one book of many crammed onto the bookshelf of life, one infinitesimal small pin prick of the entire dusty library of the universe. Ever since she knew that, she lost all feeling. The connection from cerebral cortex to cunt had been cut. Cleaved straight off. As Officer Rick unleashed his semen onto her cold, flapping pussy lips, he grunted and she sighed. It was as if the streams of sexuality were all dried up. The pleasures that Chloe had experienced as Princess Chuckhole had been too much. No earthling should ever touch, taste, and feel such ecstasy. It was too much for the mind. It was sanity-bending. Now as she found herself bound and being used hard, she was devoid of any feeling. Her body heaved and tears rolled down her cheeks and landed in the bruised nape of her neck.PrettyMoctezumaQuote

“What? Why are you crying?” Officer Rick said. The tears had sobered him up a bit and he quit drooling on her breast and picked himself up. He stroked a strand of curly hair out of the salty river of her tears. “Don’t cry, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

The last sentence sent her crying into hyperventilation. All hope was lost. Chloe wanted to be Princess Chuckhole again but all the sentient alien dildos were long dead, and long gone. She turned and looked out the skylight. She could see the stars up above. She sniffed, and she wished to the stars that she would be reconnected to herself.

She could have sworn she saw the cosmos momentarily churn.

On Planet M69, Alien Relish, in the years after the sentient dildos were destroyed the speakers were off, the cum-waters were still, and the scene was silence. It was like someone had turned off the faucet. All that wonderful protein was immobile.

Since the planet had stopped moving. The lusty feelings of humankind had likewise been cut off. All over Earth, people were losing their sex lives, overrun by apathy and insensitivity.

 

 Continue Reading The Battle For Alien Relish (Futa, Transgender, Sci-Fi, Humor) 

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Triangulum Stain 2 by Moctezuma Johnson

Futa Face Fucking Throat Violation and a Selfie | #LPRTG

Jane's Steak and BJ Surprise

Futa Face Fucking Throat Violation and a Selfie

Here are a few images and a link to a one of my better FUTA novelettes, Futadelic. Enjoy!

Get Futadelic with a fun, futa Moctezuma Johnson book

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Futadelic - The Power of Potion

Futadelic – The Power of Potion

Hot Futa Cum Craze

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Cover Reveal of FUTADELIC | the new one by Moctezuma Johnson 3====D

Futadelic - The Power of Potion

You’ve been waiting for the new one by Moctezuma Johnson. You have your reading device, you’ve poured yourself a whiskey, you’ve drawn the curtains, turned on your vibrating toy, and you’re ready to read some literary porn. You’ve been waiting for the prince of page porn, the self-proclaimed (yes, I know it’s ridiculous) King of Erotica to drop his new book down on your genitals (ouch!). Well, here it is: 9,000 words of pure #futadelic mayhem. So what does Futadelic look like?

 

Without further ado I give to you…

 

Futadelic

 

The Power of Potion

 

The story of Dr. Peter Engle in the seedy black markets of Bangkok. Think starfish, think crab, think amputee. Think wires crossed, think dick-girl. Think Futa Mayhem!

 

 

 

 

The Full Unadulterated Cover

Futadelic - The Power of Potion

Futadelic – The Power of Potion

 

The Censored (but still fucking awesome) Cover

The Power of Potion

The Power of Potion

Cosmic Slop, Funkadelic, and Futadelic

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The name’s Bootsy, baby!

Besides loving literary porn and erotica I am a huge funk fan. I love the Isley Brothers and Parliament/Funkadelic more than any other music. In anticip–ation of my next novelette, Futadelic, here is a little Cosmic Slop for ya.

Free Your Mind and Your Ass Will Follow, y’all

#futa #futadelic #funk #erotica

Show a little love to both the Funk and the SMUTPUNK by sharing this post on your social media of choice. Thanks from Dr. SMUTPUNKSTEIN.

A Literary Porn Comic featuring Harley Quinn, Cat Woman, and the mind of MJ

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Futanari Harley Quinn Poem

A Literary Porn Comic | poem by San Esperma de Desgracia

#LPRTG

LiteraryPornRTG sponsors Futanari Harley Quinn Romance (see original)

for all the futa fans of batman 

she has a two-toned gun
the slick-skinned slut criminal
she’ll use the fucking thing
she’s got the jester’s PVC cap
on
the bells ring
red and black
as her clit
swells
her nipples bulge
on her big
slippery tits
her dick rings
as her bell
guns
mushroom-like and juicy
it busts
its veins
its cum tube
all over
the cat woman’s mask
and matching black lipstick
as her blonde hair billows in Gotham’s wind

 

 

 

 

 

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