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

Am I Insatiable or Is My Wife Just Lame? | #romance #bdsm #roleplaying #milf

Girl, Man are Men and Women Different, boy

Getting along with your partner can be difficult

It’s been a long day. Things aren’t all fun and games anymore. There’s a child to raise, a cat to keep alive, an apartment to take care of, friends to entertain, parents to acquiesce. It’s not all erotica. But it’s Saturday night and she’s laying face down on the love seat with her little panties riding up the crack of her ass. I get on her and rub her back and neck, which she loves. This always results in a very romantic session with lots of kissing and  pussy-eating. I move from her neck to her feet. I rub her feet. After I hear lots of moaning, I start to rub her ass cheeks. She suddenly gets up and announces, “I’m going to sleep!”

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Is this your mind’s eye, too?

Personally, and maybe I’m biased, I think my life is just lame. Oops, Freudian slip. I meant to say that I think my wife is lame. I mean she’s pretty nice and easy going when things are going well, gives some of the best head out there (there’s a lot of awful head out there), but she’s a raging cunt when she’s angry and she makes the same mistakes over and over again. All I want is a slight learning curve. Oh, and a steady diet of sex.

Is that too much to ask?

Apparently, yes.

I don’t say that with sarcasm or bitterness. I’m really asking. What’s a healthy amount of sex for a couple laced with a zillion other needling responsibilities?

There’s a great scene in Annie Hall by Woody Allen that has a man and a woman each talking privately to their psychologists. They are both complaining about the their marriage and the psychologists ask how often they have sex. One considers it “Hardly Ever” and the other “Constantly” and they both say “three times a week”.

So how does a couple reconcile these massively different perceptions?

Make Sure You Learn What Turns Your Woman On

Whether you need to write it on your hand, keep a notebook handy, or what, learn and use what gets  your woman going. It may be as simple as prancing around with your big cock out or as subtle as rubbing the inside of her elbow, or it may require a complex algorithm of dinner, music, lighting, and writing poetry together. Each woman is different and you need to study yours and map out her pleasure centers emotionally, mentally, and physically. Remain open and flexible to changes in your relationship. The very worst thing couples can do, even couples with spectacular sex lives, is get in a rut. Boredom is the enemy. Keep it fresh and lively.

Use toys and sluttify her but also be romantic and charm her. You have to keep her guessing. Keep her excited. Keep unlocking aspects of her that are tightly locked away. Make her into everything that she’s dreamed but is too scared to be.

Romantic:

  • rub her feet
  • stroke her hair
  • rub the back of her neck

Don’t (when being romantic — you’ll get your chance at another time)

  • suddenly grab her tits
  • shove her head to make her get on her knees

My wife was laying face down on the ottoman. I rubbed each foot for ten minutes, then I caressed her back. She moaned as I got to the back of her neck and I thought soon I’d be stretching that pussy. She got up suddenly and walked out of the room, murmuring, “I’m going to sleep.”

She definitely is lame. I feel like I’m getting out of the line of crazy fire most days. I mean, as soon as I walk outside I see hot women in sundresses with their big tits on display, and girls with long legs walking in their hot pants and short skirts. The more she doesn’t give up her ass nor kneel and suck the more I flirt, smile, and make jokes with all these springtime sexpots. I’m trying not to cheat but this girl of mine is a grumpy pain in the ass. I love to complain but this is just wrong. There’s nothing about this that is better than single life. Nothing.

The Consequence is Rough Fucking

This leads me to get angry so that when she finally acquiesces and fucks me I’ll be quite rough with her throat, gagging her brutally, and then write Dumb Asian Fuck Toy on her chest and Holes to Use on her belly and Ugly Bukkake Slut on her ass. Also I will write Fuck Pig #129 on her. Why #129? Because I’ve written on 128 fuckpigs before her. The funny thing between my wife and I is that compared to how many men she’s fucked in her lifetime, I’ve fucked more women up the ass.

Too bad, slut

She doesn’t like being called an Asian Fuck Pig for some reason. She covers her ears when I say it but still spreads her legs and tells me how big it is while she orgasms, grinding her pussy against me. All this pent up sexual frustration is hammering away at her cunt.

So this is the deal: a temperamental woman who is a prude and a slut and a brain that is getting overly-sexed up an unable to deal with rain checks. It certainly could be worse.

 

 

 

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Moctezuma Repents for his Porn Peddling Ways, but seriously can’t a Husband Suck His Wife’s Cock Anymore?

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Steak & Blowjob Short Story

Jane’s Steak and Blowjob Night Surprise

If you didn't already know that 3/14 was Steak & Blowjob Day that drop what you're doing and start fingering your pussy because, well, shame on you!

If you didn’t already know that 3/14 was Steak & Blowjob Day that drop what you’re doing and start fingering your pussy because, well, shame on you!

futanari-sluts-free_1I probably have overdone it here and there with all these dildos in deserts and women with massive, animated cocks but the truth is the world is too censored. Maybe I’m all jacked up. I mean I did run a bar for the last 5 years. I’ve been basically the bailiff of a medieval dungeon. My brain cannot be normal, can it?

That said, I’m a good citizen. Very. I hold doors for women, compliment people when they’re polite, and porn peddle blowjob porn and steak and BJ gunge. Also, I’ve broken up fights repeatedly, stopped guys from murdering other guys, and I’m on the shy side, ultimately. Anyways.

This is the last piece to cause the ruckus:

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Can’t a husband even suck his wife’s cock anymore?

If you think the answer should be, “Yes, he can” then, please, have a quick read of [amazon text=Jane’s Steak and BJ Night Surprise&asin=B00UP38NVU] and let me know what you think with a short review. Thank you so much!

Ways to Be Slutty for your Man | The Slut List |

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Ways to Be Slutty For Your Man

The Best Thing in the World is a Slutty Girlfriend or Wife. It is just so sexy!

“How can I be more slutty?” is the most common question/comment that I hear

 

I was struck by one of the running themes readers have said about the Chronicles of a Humiliation Backfired Series. They’ve pointed out that in some way it’s about how much a woman (or man) will take in order to be with the person s/he loves. This is an interesting theme and I realized I’ve really not made any effort to help women out with this. I have written How-To articles aimed at men (my version of Maxim, so on steroids and cialis) but nothing of the sort for women. Allow me to attempt to catch up. Here are some things you regular women can do to totally slut yourself up and makes your man weak in the knees for you. These ways to be slutty aren’t meant to be demeaning to you or your relationship. They are meant to be fun and done with trust and love (or at least deep like).

A lot of women need to be sluttier for their men. When the do that, they keep him forever. George Carlin had “the Shit List”. I present to you “the Slut List”.

The SLUT LIST

 

  • Wait on for him in the house with fake cum poured on you and tell him you were just used by a horny guy who fucked your ass and raped your throat
  • Lay on your back with your ass up in the air and proudly show off your cunt and ass
    • Corollary, call your vagina your cunt & Call his penis a cock
      TheSlutList No 5 -- Wait For Your Man Wearing Fake Cum And Rubbing Your Cunt

      The Slut List No. 5 — Wait For Your Man Wearing Fake Cum And Rubbing Your Cunt

  • fill a water gun or enema bulb with fake cum and then give it to him to shoot all over you
    • he’ll love admiring your hot body covered, I mean doused, in jizz.
  • Set up the tripod and video him having his way with you, be sure to include a blowjob in your private porn opus. You will surely find him watching it and jerking himself off later and you will be proud.
  • Walk around the house topless
  • Don’t wear any underwear all day. Yes, even if you have to work
  • Shave your cunt
  • Wear lingerie
  • Put a pillow over your own head, wear a mask (especially an animal mask, like a pig mask (try this one), or wear a brown paper bag over your head. Letting him enjoy nothing but your body will drive him wild. Sometimes he needs to objectify you to get a raging hard on and fuck you so good you can’t walk tomorrow.
  • do your hair in pig tails and wear a catholic school girl skirt
  • wear really cheap, plastic earrings
  • wear “club” outfits while eating take out at home
  • do your eye make-up really heavy and let him face fuck you until your mascara runs all over your face
  • let him fuck you in the ass while he watches internet porn from a laptop placed on your back
  • Get on your hands and knees and be his footrest
  • Kneel before him and ask permission to leave the house before you go
  • Give him a sponge bath with your soapy tits as the sponge
  • Have him close his eyes and surprise him by putting different parts of you in his mouth: nipples, fatty part of tit, tongue, clit, ass, etc.
    Write "whore" on yourself or let him write it

    Write “whore” on yourself or let him write it

  • Suck a huge dildo off in front of him
  • Kiss one of your girlfriends in front of him
  • Suck off one of his friends in front of him
  • Fuck a dildo suctioned onto a glass surface so he can see from behind
  • Put in a butt plug before a date with him, tell him it’s in over dinner, and show him later.
  • Suck his dick while he’s titty fucking one of your friends (if you don’t get jealous)
  • Stick your tongue up his ass while you jerk him off
  • Wear a plastic pig nose and a plastic tiara while he fucks you

 

I think you’ve got the hand of this slut business now. Develop your own, and feel free to share awesome ideas!

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Note:

Since publication of this “Ways to Be Slutty “article I have received overwhelming response and have compiled my advice into an eBook called The Sex Manual.

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Movie Trailer of Chronicles of a Humiliation Backfired

Movie TrailerChronicles of a Humiliation Backfired by Moctezuma Johnson

This is the book trailer from the four part Season One featuring Jynx, Jenny, and MJ. The book features a laundry list of taboos (in order of importance): cum fetish, lesbians, tentacles, billionaires, sex slaves, submission, humiliation, cum crazed Asians with Big Tits, hot Asians, Supermodels, voyeurism, and more. Check out the trailer and then read about these bat shit crazy characters and the steady diet of shit they must endure. You’ll never be the same after!

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Don’t worry, it’s just art! | Where does Sexual Addiction begin and end? | an Eroticist’s constant tug of war | Into the Shadows (not Out of the Shadows)

Don’t worry, it’s just art?

Where does sexual addiction begin and end?

About a year ago my wife told me that I had to get help for sexual addiction

Was Salvador Dali ever considered a sex addict?

Was Salvador Dali ever considered a sex addict?

Three books on the subject of sexual addiction and one luscious month later, I was admitting that I most certainly was an addict. Unfortunately I was admitting this mostly to rooms full of drunk chicks who were hardly condemning me. They’d laugh. My pussy addiction was on the table. They thought it was charming. Like a weird quirk. What they seemed to hear was if you’re lonely, and you have a cunt, then I’m the chap for you tonight. I got a significant bump in one night stands. This made my goomad angry. To put you in my frame of mind in those days, consider this: I had no qualms about cheating on my wife, but somehow I felt guilty cheating on the broad I was banging on the side. I mean she was blowing me in my bar (I mean in front of people), taking it up the ass, cooking dinners for me, and buying me presents. She knew I had a wife, but still. Fucking other girls 20 years younger than me and announcing my sex addiction wasn’t all that thrilling for her. She temporarily broke up with me. The she came back. My wife was telling me that I needed to find a psychologist. She knew something was fishy. Perhaps she could smell it on my dick. My wife was a royal pain in the ass. I mean this literally. Although she didn’t come from wealth her cultural upbringing taught her to act like a princess. This is common in Korea, they call the syndrome gong-ju-pyeong (공주병), meaning she has the princess disease. I would call her a diva. But seriously, was any piece of ass so good it could act like a diva? Absolutely not. I had little room to criticize her though because I was acting like a dick with a slew of bar rats I could fuck when I pleased, a Chinese puttana on the side, and a few girls I was actively chasing. Plus I had just had a very public embarrassment thanks to my ex-girlfriend-on-the-side. I was definitely a habitual womanizer. That was clear. Addiction? I wasn’t convinced, but my wife was. That meant I was at least exploring what it meant to be an addict.

The Checklist (taken from AAMFT):

  • Compulsive masturbation
  • Simultaneous or repeated sequential affairs
  • Pornography
  • Cybersex, phone sex
  • Multiple anonymous partners
  • Unsafe sexual activity
  • Partner objectification/demand for sex
  • Strip clubs and adult bookstores
  • Use of prostitution/escorts
  • Sexual aversion/anorexia
  • Frequenting massage parlors
  • Sexual paraphilias (a need for unusual sexual stimulation) and/or any sexually offensive behavior

Yep, check. I masturbated almost every night before bed “just to help me sleep.” I’ve already stated I’ve had sequential affairs, multiple affairs, affairs sprouting off the affairs — following my affairs was harder than charting a Gabriel Garcia Marquez character tree. Pornography, oh yeah. I watched it, curated it, archived it, hell I even made it. Cybersex, awesome! Phone sex didn’t scratch the itch but that only made me believe more that it would. Multiple anonymous partners? This one is hard for me to quantify. What makes a person anonymous? I never had my dick sucked through a glory hole but I have fucked women whose names I will never know. I’m going to answer maybe yes to that one. Unsafe sexual activity is a definite yes. Where do I begin on that one? No condoms most of the time. Jizzing in girls, fucking asses, having MFFs with bar girls, fucking in public, fucking in public in foreign countries where the locals, and often the police, are pretty hostile to foreigners — especially to white guys who are perceived as rice dick superior and pussy robbers (yes, I know I’m technically not white, but I look white so for this case then I’m white or white enough to get my ass kicked by a night stick). I called my girls cumpigs, whores, pieces of shit, and shoved their heads in toilets, under sinks, and put them in pig masks. Yeah, I suppose you could say I objectified women. I demanded sex. I never forced a girl. Never. That’s not me at all (women are too easy to ever consider that). But I certainly coerced a girl or two into sex or anal or face fucking or sharing when that wasn’t really what she was into. I mean, hell, to be honest, when a 30-year-old is seducing a 20-year-old the power structure is already all fucked up. That’s already coercion. I’m not complaining. I’m just saying it like it is. Strip clubs, never. Not my thing. Why not? Don’t know but probably too much facade and not enough fucking. Prostitutes, not in the Western sense of the word but definitely in the Asian sense of the word. Is it my fault that while shopping in Manila’s Mega Mall all the girls I picked up (what I had thought honestly) where professionals on some level? It’s not my fault. They were all “professionals” to varying degrees–even the hotel managers, the clothing sales girls, and the nurses. The nurses where whores! How could I possibly win? What’s next? I don’t have any sexual aversion/anorexia. I love massage parlors. I mean I live in Thailand for months at a time. And I certainly love sexual paraphilias (see a long list pf paraphilias here — I enjoy 1/4 to 1/2 of these). My list of fetishes is getting longer by the day but here’s a short list: latex, exhibitionism, voyeurism, sadism, plus I love sexual paraphernalia like dildos, anal plugs, and mountains of fake jizz to spray all over my partners.

Okay, I admit it. I admit it even when sober.

I’m a sex addict.

This admission led to a massive resurgence in my literary artwork. It’s funny. You may think that I’d have to drop porn and erotica but it was the opposite. I was engaging in really dangerous behavior that was jeopardizing my marriage, my business, and pretty much everything in my life. By focusing my energies on erotica I was able to make my addiction conform to me and my wife’s needs instead of my addiction making me conform to it. It was kind of like writing hardcore porn was allowing me to take my inner thoughts that I’d go to great (and often destructive lengths) to act out on people, put them in a trash bag, and take them to the curb for the men in thick gloves to throw in the garbage truck.

The lingering question for me has been where does the addiction begin and end. This is no easy question to answer. It seems to me that the very nature of addiction is a certain incompleteness to any bbehaviorthat then leads to repetition to achieve an increasingly impossible to occur satisfaction. My addiction was rooted in both sex and sensualism. I was addicted to feeling loved and having a submissive sexual partner. My wife was a wonderful lover and my equal. That left a part of my desires unfulfilled. I filled the lack by finding co-eds who came to my bar and using them for sex. It was wonderful! I had gorgeous young things kneeling down and sucking dick, giving me deepthroat with heads hanging off the bed, trying anal sex for the first time, and having sex in public. I wanted to cultivate these relationships but I couldn’t. I had a wife and a child and cheating was a total mess. It was causing me to lose control of running my bar and business, the financial lifeline to my family. Also, I was emotionally destroying these young girls who were in a relationship with a completely uneven power structure and thus falling in love with me. I was hurting them. I hurt one so badly that she landed in the hospital to get her slashed wrist surgically repaired.

Thanks to my wife’s pleading I made a change. I ceased the actual behavior that was hurting my wife and me and moved on to creating a vibrant sex life in reality. I stopped cheating. Cheating was the root of the ongoing sexual addiction. That was what was breaking our trust and making me rush to fuck other girls which then left me unsatisfied which made me search out new conquests which furthered the alienation which meant I needed more, more, more. I had identified the root cause and snipped it off like a hanging dingleberry. Reconnecting with my wife was actually quite a bit of fun (and I give her a ton of credit for investing in me). However, cutting the root problem didn’t solve all the addictive, compulsive feelings I had been building for years. Those feeling and compulsions had to go somewhere. That’s where writing became essential.

Girls carry books in hand to leave space in book bags for their dildos

The Journal

It was okay to pour all these emotions into my writing. I started with a kind of “secret journal” which became the Book of Real & Imaginary Girlfriends and then went on to write a psycho-thriller that explores some of the fetishes, mind control, and emotional turmoil that I had been experiencing and causing.

By writing these experiences I was getting therapy. My life started to make more sense. The fighting and crying scenes with my wife melted away. I started to devote myself to her sexually and made more efforts to please her. I noticed that there was a lot of things that I thought I didn’t like about her that I could fix because actually the root cause was my sexual addiction. It was quite a revelation. Trust me, we still have all kinds of problems, but the game-changers have been corrected so now we can talk and work on our problems. Family is amazing. It has become very important to me. I may have missed that if I didn’t admit my problems.

The days of single debauchery have abated, but the thoughts make for titillating reading and writing. I find myself in a case of having my cake and eating it too. My writing is like an emotional archiving of abnormal psychology, fetishism, and sexual addiction. Some people consider this taboo, but I counter that this is healthy. This is purging. This is taking my trash to the corner and then noticing that some pawn stars like the things I consider trash and want to sell them.

So to all the prudes, frigid faces, and hardcore erotica condemners I say, “Don’t worry, it’s just art!”

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