Featuring free erotica ebooks from Smashwords authors and publishers. ADULT CONTENT: These books contain subject matter not suitable for children. If you're under 18, or erotica's not your thing, please enjoy these cute hamsters instead.
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Giggling Into the Pillow | by Chris Bridges April 28, 2009 | 68792 words | Read a sample |
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Bleep! | by Alessia Brio June 13, 2009 | 4278 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Take one part Appalachian redneck, one part aging wet dream, and one part filthy-minded wordsmith. Mix well and serve with chocolate-covered cherries. There you have the one and only Alessia Brio. Alessia writes all colors and flavors of erotica, from heterosexual to menage to same sex, and from twisted to humorous to deeply touching. (Sometimes, usually by accident, it even qualifies as romance.) Her work has earned her critical acclaim in the form of an EPPIE for Best Erotica (fine flickering hungers) and a Romantic Times Top Pick (Coming Together: For the Cure) in addition to a plethora of glowing online reviews. |
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Partnership 101 | by Alessia Brio June 18, 2009 | 1935 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Take one part Appalachian redneck, one part aging wet dream, and one part filthy-minded wordsmith. Mix well and serve with chocolate-covered cherries. There you have the one and only Alessia Brio. Alessia writes all colors and flavors of erotica, from heterosexual to menage to same sex, and from twisted to humorous to deeply touching. (Sometimes, usually by accident, it even qualifies as romance.) Her work has earned her critical acclaim in the form of an EPPIE for Best Erotica (fine flickering hungers) and a Romantic Times Top Pick (Coming Together: For the Cure) in addition to a plethora of glowing online reviews. |
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Jake | by Alessia Brio Oct. 18, 2009 | 1302 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Take one part Appalachian redneck, one part aging wet dream, and one part filthy-minded wordsmith. Mix well and serve with chocolate-covered cherries. There you have the one and only Alessia Brio. Alessia writes all colors and flavors of erotica, from heterosexual to menage to same sex, and from twisted to humorous to deeply touching. (Sometimes, usually by accident, it even qualifies as romance.) Her work has earned her critical acclaim in the form of an EPPIE for Best Erotica (fine flickering hungers) and a Romantic Times Top Pick (Coming Together: For the Cure) in addition to a plethora of glowing online reviews. |
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Legally Binding | by Alessia Brio Oct. 25, 2009 | 1947 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Take one part Appalachian redneck, one part aging wet dream, and one part filthy-minded wordsmith. Mix well and serve with chocolate-covered cherries. There you have the one and only Alessia Brio. Alessia writes all colors and flavors of erotica, from heterosexual to menage to same sex, and from twisted to humorous to deeply touching. (Sometimes, usually by accident, it even qualifies as romance.) Her work has earned her critical acclaim in the form of an EPPIE for Best Erotica (fine flickering hungers) and a Romantic Times Top Pick (Coming Together: For the Cure) in addition to a plethora of glowing online reviews. |
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The Second Person | by Alessia Brio Oct. 25, 2009 | 3228 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Take one part Appalachian redneck, one part aging wet dream, and one part filthy-minded wordsmith. Mix well and serve with chocolate-covered cherries. There you have the one and only Alessia Brio. Alessia writes all colors and flavors of erotica, from heterosexual to menage to same sex, and from twisted to humorous to deeply touching. (Sometimes, usually by accident, it even qualifies as romance.) Her work has earned her critical acclaim in the form of an EPPIE for Best Erotica (fine flickering hungers) and a Romantic Times Top Pick (Coming Together: For the Cure) in addition to a plethora of glowing online reviews. |
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Elvira | by Joe Brewster Oct. 25, 2009 | 2427 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Ever since Moby Dick became The Great American Novel writers have dreamed of putting together their own version of epic greatness: I had the same ambition and my quest failed as badly as Ahab's quest for the great white whale. The Sex Monster gobbled it up. I prepared for my quest by devouring every book I could find on how to write novels. These books were written by successful novelists. Several of the authors revealed a curious fact: they had sharpened their writing skills churning out sex novels-- so-called porn--before they ever placed a manuscript with a 'legit' publisher. This struck me as odd but I paid it no mind. I took it merely as trivia. I plowed ahead with my plan to apply all my attention to my Great American Novel; any 'practice novels', porn or otherwise, seemed like a waste of resources and precious writer 'mojo'. I gathered all my notes and character outlines and got down to business. I put fresh lines on paper but I soon lost the thread and the story slipped away. So I took it apart and began sorting it out and tightening it up. But after my third or fourth re-write I had 100 stale pages that sagged under the weight of empty prose before the whole thing gave way and came apart at the seams. I needed to practice writing stories that had 'a beginning', 'a middle', and 'an end', to get a feel for how a story should develop. The way I went at it I was going nowhere not-so-fast. That's when my mind drifted to thoughts of smut: I decided to write my own 'porn' novel. When I first read about the authors 'honing their chops' writing porn I just thought it was odd. But it actually made sense. Sex had built-in conflict-- the basis for every good story-- and, where sex is concerned, who doesn't let their emotions overrule common sense? That is the basis for all irony (I loved irony) so I gave it a try. The great thing about that was I no longer felt any pressure to write perfect prose. It was strictly practice and so words flowed and great characters popped up out of nowhere. I had nothing to lose but my novel-writing virginity. I went for it. My novel experiment was set in a telemarketing office and like most first novels it was based on true events. So I wrote what I knew. According to the experts that is practically Novel Writing 101. I worked answering phones for an inbound telemarketing company. Afternoons were slow. Hours passed with no calls coming in. Reps were free to use the down-time as we pleased. Most reps sat and gossiped. I read books. To my way of thinking I got paid to read books. I learned things. I had my own on-the-job scholarship. That's actually where I read most of my how-to-write-a-novel books. One night my gossiping coworkers played a 'Name Game' where they took turns naming a person and the rest of them had to say if they found the nominee sex-worthy. I kept my nose in my book but I couldn't help overhearing. They started off with movie stars and celebrities and famous politicians and such. No one agreed on anything. One person's fantasy was another person's nightmare. Then talk turned to our absent coworkers and whether or not they were bedroom material. Again, no one agreed -- until Mildred's name came up. Mildred was our section leader. She sat at the head of the room and, in contrast to the rest of us, always seemed busy doing some work-related chore. She was taking a rare smoking break when the crew started talking about her. Mildred had the most perfect set of legs I have ever seen on a living person. They were dazzling. They were sexy. They were mind-boggling actually. I would look at them and try to figure out what it was that made them so perfect. I couldn't. A thousand other women must have had legs that were almost identical to hers-- but not quite. That slight difference made all the difference in the world. Mildred's legs blew my mind. There were times when I'd thank God for the simple pleasure of having Mildred's legs to look at on long boring nights. The first time I saw Mildred I walked up to her from behind; checking out her short skirt and her legs and heels in the process. Her auburn hair swung about her shoulders as she turned to face me. I'd have guessed her age to be anywhere from 18 to 29--- until she faced me. She was every bit of 60. I nearly gasped with surprise. Mildred's age startled me but it did nothing to dampen my admiration--and lust--for her legs. They were still absolutely flawless; smooth and shapely; without a trace of 'spider' veins that woman much younger than her are often prone to. She was a genetic marvel. I know I'm going on and on about her legs so I'll stop--but one last thing: her whole body looked hot; at least from what I could see of it with her clothes on. She stood 5' 6" barefoot. Weighed 105lbs. Measured about 34-24-34. Slim and well proportioned. So imagine my astonishment when her name was offered up for sexual review and the response was immediate, unanimous, and utterly negative. The gossip crew freaked-out at the thought of any sexual contact with Mildred. They wouldn't touch that lady if their life depended on it. Their attitude ticked me off! I slammed my book down and was all set to tear into them. I was just about to shout that they were all crazy--- out of their freaking minds--- and announce that I'd go down on that woman in a heartbeat if I had the chance--when Mildred walked in. Luckily, I saw her just before I let loose and held my tongue. There was an awkward silence but it passed. Mildred never heard anything. As far as my aborted outburst was concerned: the crew all thought I was angry because they were making so much noise while I was trying to read. No one had any idea I was about to defend Mildred's sex appeal. I had never told anyone how I felt about her. I had taken it for granted that everyone felt the same way I did about Mildred and her legs. After that I kept my feelings a secret. My first novel was an idealized fantasy of what might have happened if I told everybody how I felt and Mildred walked in and heard me. She could have wrapped me around her little finger and had me 'servicing' her in our spare time. That would give new meaning to the phrase 'Down-Time'. That temp assignment provided plenty of material for stories dealing with all manner of sex. That's why I say the Sex Monster devoured my Great White Whale. One sex story led to another while my Epic Novel simmered on the back burner and I never really got back to it. An audience existed for this type of 'Office FemDom' before I even knew what to call it. Readers are the ones that 'TAGGED' it for me. Hundreds of readers paid good money for it online right from the start but things really exploded with Amazon Kindle. If I had never read those particular How-To books that mentioned porn novels I would probably never have tried it. If I hadn't worked at that particular temp assignment I would probably not written any sort of FemDom. That particular office was female-dominated. Women were the bosses and overwhelming outnumbered men. And because the atmosphere was so relaxed sex topics were bandied about like we were at a bar or something. Usually from a woman's point of view reducing men to sex objects and holding them up for ridicule. That's why my stories came out with a FemDom theme. The way it played out I simply had to imagine things if normal sexual inhibitions disappeared and write out what would happen if the women were free to live their fantasies and men had to give them their way. The rest is history... |
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The Cats Will Play | by Jessica Freely May 07, 2010 | 2494 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: I've been writing and publishing genre fiction under a variety of names for over fifteen years, but it wasn’t until I stumbled upon a stash of Jay and Silent Bob fanfiction that I found my true calling: male/male romance. I haven’t looked back since. |
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Malison | by Rico Viejo June 02, 2010 | 37226 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: "Navy Junior." Schooled in nine different places, from Tsingtao to Santurce. Techie. Movie buff. Avid reader. Boater. Retired to a sofa with a view of the Hudson—when I look up from my iPad—and with a dog pressed against my hip. |
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Of Lust and Love: Volume I of The Eroticon | by Lorel Simon June 16, 2010 | 25968 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Fryderyka Lorelei Szymczyk (Lorel Simon) Jean Beauxreves Kotchio is my pen name. My parents, a German-Polish couple from Września, a Polish town halfway between Berlin and Warsaw, immigrated to the United States and are now naturalized citizens residing in the American Midwest. As my real name is unpronounceable by most Americans, I used Lorel Simon in my high school annual (Szymczyk means Simon in Polish). Known to my college chums as ‘Frisbee,’ I majored in languages and psychology, with a minor in film, at a women’s college in New England. I completed my MA and PhD in philology in Europe. (I must avoid providing specific place names relative to my antecedents in view of my current surreptitious research project.) I’ve always loved fairy tales. I spent several years collecting and editing the one hundred tales of lust and love for my Eroticon, which I offer as a salute to the one hundred novellas of Giovanni Boccaccio’s Decameron, which was first published in 1353. Currently I am living in a harem in the Middle East. I am among so many other concubines and dancing girls that I have ample leisure time to devote to preparing a similar tribute to Richard Burton’s translation of The Nights, the stories told by Scheherazade to Persian King Shahryar for one thousand and one nights. My harem buddies call me ‘Sherry’ because I like to tell stories from the Eroticon to the current king. I apologize for not furnishing a photograph, but anonymity is integral to my safety as an interloper in the king’s harem. To sustain my research, I necessarily dance and perform other personal services for the king and his associates. As I enjoy doing that, I make no apologies, though I am known to my Polish girlfriends, affectionately I believe, as ‘Dziwka.’ I smuggled this blurb out of the harem through a friendly eunuch, and I hope to do the same with the tales I is now collecting for my next publication, which I’m thinking of calling The Casting Couch. ■|
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TSA Employee Training | by J. Alexander Dec. 17, 2010 | 2222 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: On the outside J. appears to be your average middle-aged soccer mom. On the inside she brews wild stories of adventure, romance, and sex to a soundtrack of heavy metal. |
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No Foreplay Required | by London Shye Jan. 01, 2011 | 960 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Continuing story: Princess Of Power - Castle Queen - Lost Souls - with the ending coming soon! I have been working on the fourth and final installment to this series. I hope to have it published no later than the end of March 2012. My imaginative short stories do not reflect the person I am. I am not by any means a professional writer. I hope when you read my stories, you can connect with the characters and envision the scenes in your mind. My short stories are for entertainment only. Thank you for reading. |
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Therapy Session | by Rushmore Judd April 19, 2011 | 1233 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Rushmore Judd began writing erotic stories in the early 1990's. When the internet arrived, he finally found an outlet for his stories and what was a hobby became an avocation. Publishing on a few websites he developed a loyal following that encouraged him. His writing is straight forward in its descriptions without a heavy reliance on euphemisms. Frequently someone in the story is pushing a boundary, exploring new experiences or crossing a forbidden line. It is the struggle between conscience and lust that characterizes many of his stories. Others have accused him of being a woman who only pretends to be a man because of his intimate understanding of the way a woman reacts and thinks. He prefers to think of himself as a lesbian trapped in a man’s body. Some have suggested that his readings become required reading for young men and teens. His stories project a positive view of sex and seduction. In 2010 he started his own website (www.rushmorejudd.com) and in April of 2011 he published his first story on Smashwords.com. Rushmore has had a successful career as a business consultant and in that capacity he has traveled the world, living in Europe for a time. Currently he lives in the beautiful Berkshire region of New England with his wife. If you are dissatisfied with any story you purchased from me, please contact me at rushmore.judd at gmail.com. Comments and ratings are very much appreciated. |
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Gophers | by Rhett Bise May 14, 2011 | 13102 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Writing is my passion, among many others. An author. A poet. A personal evolution student and coach. A father. A husband. An adventurer. A thrill-seeker. A meditator. And I have a day job. I started this profile to share how I learned to break open my life, find deep confidence and passion, and live my life's purpose. I still offer this, but I've begun evolving this into my true writing passion - fiction. Keep looking here for short stories, poetry, previews of my novels, as well as insights on personal evolution, meditation, Tantra and whatever else comes to mind. |
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Accidental Alien Anal | by Anna Bell May 17, 2011 | 1425 words | Sample 20% |
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Chip Off the Old Block? | by Natasha Duncan-Drake June 03, 2011 | 7800 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: I am an author who also runs a small publishing press called Wittegen Press. |
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Temptation | by Russell Turney June 09, 2011 | 963 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Writing came to me very late in my life. After years working a well paid job for a New Zealand government department, I gave it all up and hit the road, travelling to north america on three occasions. On the second trip, I finally sat down and began to learn my new craft. My first book was self published six months later. A small notebook I carry has ideas for another twelve plus fiction books plus two non-fiction, including some of the 12,000+ photos I've collected on my continuing travels. |
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Arrested by the Cableman | by Tom Raimbault June 23, 2011 | 6296 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Tom Raimbault resides in the Chicago land area with his wife and two daughters. When not writing, he works as a lab technician at a telecommunications company and is self-described on his resume as a “technology professional†who has worked with cellular & IP infrastructure, biomedical equipment, emergency two-way radios and computer hardware. Tom began to produce weird writings back in 2000 while working the graveyard shift. The nightly edits were emailed to a small collection of coworkers who looked forward to something unusual to keep them awake or humored. This practice was ended when he was moved to a different shift. Sadly, his enjoyment of writing was forgotten for several years, until the autumn of 2007, when old friends received a “blast from the past†email with the recognizable words, “Hello Allâ€. The strange writings and short stories had resumed and a personal website was soon to follow. In autumn of 2009, Tom published his first book, Freaked out Horror (a collection of short stories). The work has been temporarily unpublished and will be re-released in 2011 with many additions, revisions and improvements. Check out his website that includes the blog at: http://sites.google.com/site/tomraimbaultwritings/ Tom is always open to new friends on Facebook where he shares photos from his nature hikes, family vacations and any random thoughts throughout the day. Feel free to request him as a friend on Facebook! http://www.facebook.com/#/profile.php?ref=profile&id=100000526443534 |
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Creatures of Sensation: A teaser for the novel | by cordelia Clark July 03, 2011 | 3921 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Cordelia lives in the united states with her partner and her cat named ginger. she loves hearing from her readers. feel free to read her blog or friend her on facebook or twitter. |
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The Apalling Ones | by Byron Gordon Aug. 03, 2011 | 4937 words | Read a sample |
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The Eyes Have It | by Arthur Mackeown Aug. 05, 2011 | 991 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: My name is Arthur Mackeown, 65 years old, and a British ex-pat living in the hot and dusty Middle East. I first started writing three years ago, and have been published in several e-zines, and a couple of print magazines. My main hobby is travel,and I have spent time in India, Nepal, Turkey, Israel, Egypt and Morocco.My experiences in these places sometimes appear in my stories. I have worked at a variety of jobs, even as a sculptor selling work in local markets. I've also sold the occasional painting, but my dream is to become a full-time writer. |
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Rubbing the Right Way | by Bad Penny Press Aug. 06, 2011 | 2498 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Bad Penny Press provides hardcore erotica that might not necessarily cross the line, but proudly stomps all over it. Stories lean towards incestuous experiences, where not all family love is purely emotional, and cross-generational gay encounters demonstrating that an age difference makes no difference when it comes to sexual hunger. Some stories spring from fertile imaginations, while a number of them are based upon true experiences. Rape and BDSM stories do not have a home here. Please enjoy Bad Penny Press in moderation. Aw, hell... take as much as you want! |
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Sympathy for the master | by Tanner Publishing Aug. 08, 2011 | 1797 words | Read a sample |
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Rose and the Alien | by Nikki Palmer Sep. 03, 2011 | 3647 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Nikki Palmer lives in Texas. She enjoys reading and writing. She loves to take a simple story and turn it into something that will make you blush! I'd love to hear from you at authornikkipalmer@yahoo.com. Check out my blog to see what I'm working on! |
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Teddy Bear: A Short Story | by Linda A. Lavid Sep. 08, 2011 | 5717 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Linda A. Lavid, an award-winning author, is widely published. Besides books, her work has appeared in the following publications: The Southern Cross Review, Wilmington Blues, Plots with Guns, Unlikely Stories, Ascent Aspirations, A Cruel World, Zimmerzine, Cenotaph, Over Coffee, Tangents, and published by the Haworth Press. A short story, "The Accident", was a finalist in Otto Penzler's Great Mystery Stories of 2003. "DMV", another short story, received an award from Ascent Magazine. My recent book, 101 Ways to Meditate: Discover Your True Self, was a finalist in the 2011 Global E-Book Awards. |
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Forum Rejects - Rejected Penthouse Forum Letters | by PriveCo Inc. Sep. 28, 2011 | 6027 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Kindlerotica publishes free erotica for your kindle, Nook, iPad, or other e-reader. Kindlerotica takes advantage of the private nature of reading erotic stories on your Kindle. Unlike a regular book, your Kindle does not disclose its contents so you can privately and discreetly read anything you like. Reading erotic fiction on your Kindle is a wonderful and somewhat modern way to misbehave. |
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Collar and Bone: a Split-Self side story | by IsaKFT Oct. 02, 2011 | 2121 words | Read a sample |
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Intro: from the Jimmy Jolts Series | by Luca Satana Oct. 10, 2011 | 1387 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: I've been having very very bad thoughts for many years now, and only recently decided to put these very very bad thoughts on the internet for all to see. Hopefully, you will enjoy my brand of very very bad thoughts. |
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Dumpsterotica: How Dirty Are You? | by Allie Beck Oct. 12, 2011 | 4489 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Allie Beck's passion is writing. She knew she wanted to be a writer when she was in second grade and published a poem in her elementary school newsletter titled: “Kierkegaard's Revenge: Reflections of Nietzsche in Barth's Work.†She came up with the idea for Dumpsterotica after watching two skunks eating a John Edwards campaign poster out of a garbage can. Beck lives in a New England town known as a refugee point for accused witches and in her spare time sells Baby Jesus Butt Plugs to raise money for Michelle Bachmann's presidential campaign. She does not own an electric toothbrush of any kind. |
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Stocking Fillers - Erotica | by Mouna Lott & T.H.Rusty Oct. 13, 2011 | 9943 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: T.H Rusty and I write erotica. The hot and steamy kind. Interestingly throughout this joint collaboration we've never met. My desire has been to express whatever I feel creatively strong about. Writing is all T.H. has ever wanted to do - and I'm not surprised,he's good at it! When we write together, words ignite and can make a raging fire of new ideas. 'Brief Encounters' - is a novella which tells the story of relationship that develops by email and text from a chance phone call. What happens when they finally meet. 'Sex Games' - is an anthology of our short story erotica, to dip in and see what we get up to. Both available from Smashwords. x Mouna |
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Annatheia's Coup d'état (Fairy Intervention) a short story | by JRR Brockett Oct. 14, 2011 | 4490 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: First, I want to be famous and only you can make it so. Please help me be famous. I have been told 'The Boy Scout' is a good read and I have priced it for quick sales, 2.98. Please...make me famous. Excerpt "Rage and hate and black in a terrifying raptors stoop and we were its end; its quarry. Her arms around my waist she banked violently right then jerked straight up with such power and velocity that the blood drained from my head and I almost lost consciousness. Intense searing fire and pain exploded crimson in my mind as the tip on one acid predatory talon ripped the flesh on the back of my flailing hand." Excerpt: “It’s not just underwear Kirk. It’s a kind of armor. It weighs nothing and will keep you cool or warm as you need. All fighters Wear it, see.†Roannee pulled up her shirt exposing her belly button and the under side of her breasts. “I always wear mine.†Kirks eyes opened wide and his mouth dropped open in surprise. “What, you’ve seen a girls breasts before haven’t you? Well, haven’t you?†Roannee asked demurely teasingly keeping her shirt up. Kirk couldn’t take his eyes off her and when he was finally able to speak. “No...Only my little sister and, and she doesn’t have any thing yet anyway.†“Put your shirt down. Please.†Kirk begged not really meaning it. Still holding her shirt up and taking a coquettish pose. “Well silly boy. What do you think...hummmmm?†Kirk looked into her eyes and there was no shame or self consciousness there and all he could manage was a hushed… “Beautiful.†|
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My 2nd Chance | by Gene Willi Nov. 05, 2011 | 1164 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: I just love to write poetry. |
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Tit for Tat | by Aussie Scribbler Nov. 05, 2011 | 2908 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Although I am currently happy and high functioning, I have had a long history of mental illness, including endogenous depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. My book "How to Be Free", for which I used the name Joe Blow, is an articulation of the ideas which have been useful to me in freeing myself from these conditions. If asked whether these ideas have provided me with a secure foundation for emotional stability, happiness and flowering creativity, I would reply, “Well, so far so good.†I also write humorous erotica under the pseudonym Aussiescribbler. In many ways my playful, irreverent and anarchic fiction is another form of expression of the approach to life I advocate in "How to Be Free". |
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Queens of the Stone Age | by Aussie Scribbler Nov. 06, 2011 | 3295 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Although I am currently happy and high functioning, I have had a long history of mental illness, including endogenous depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. My book "How to Be Free", for which I used the name Joe Blow, is an articulation of the ideas which have been useful to me in freeing myself from these conditions. If asked whether these ideas have provided me with a secure foundation for emotional stability, happiness and flowering creativity, I would reply, “Well, so far so good.†I also write humorous erotica under the pseudonym Aussiescribbler. In many ways my playful, irreverent and anarchic fiction is another form of expression of the approach to life I advocate in "How to Be Free". |
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The Gingerbread Man: A Scrumptious Erotic Fairy Tale | by Lynn Hubbard Nov. 08, 2011 | 1258 words | Read a sample |
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Lusting While Dusting | by Aussie Scribbler Nov. 08, 2011 | 1031 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Although I am currently happy and high functioning, I have had a long history of mental illness, including endogenous depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. My book "How to Be Free", for which I used the name Joe Blow, is an articulation of the ideas which have been useful to me in freeing myself from these conditions. If asked whether these ideas have provided me with a secure foundation for emotional stability, happiness and flowering creativity, I would reply, “Well, so far so good.†I also write humorous erotica under the pseudonym Aussiescribbler. In many ways my playful, irreverent and anarchic fiction is another form of expression of the approach to life I advocate in "How to Be Free". |
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Transylvanian Roulette | by Aussie Scribbler Nov. 11, 2011 | 10288 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Although I am currently happy and high functioning, I have had a long history of mental illness, including endogenous depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. My book "How to Be Free", for which I used the name Joe Blow, is an articulation of the ideas which have been useful to me in freeing myself from these conditions. If asked whether these ideas have provided me with a secure foundation for emotional stability, happiness and flowering creativity, I would reply, “Well, so far so good.†I also write humorous erotica under the pseudonym Aussiescribbler. In many ways my playful, irreverent and anarchic fiction is another form of expression of the approach to life I advocate in "How to Be Free". |
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How To Pick Up Women Like A Musician | by Nicky Faulkes Nov. 11, 2011 | 4333 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: The radio dial casts an exotic, otherworldly glow over the room as the Country Music Hour comes to an end. It's late and the seductive sound of rock and roll sneaks in the small town through his bedroom. The music and the warm, humid air hold a promise of intimacy and sensuality. Nick lies in bed and breathes it in, soaking up the atmosphere of the southern night. He mind is filled with dreams of leaving this small town and these small minds behind. He imagines himself on stage with a guitar in hand, singing and playing for the girls who've come to dance. His head is filled with the tales of wild women and dashing heroes his father and grandfather have told him. His ears are filled with a mix of the primal beat of rock and roll. The windows desperately seek a cool breeze in the summer night. What comes through them instead is the sound of a couple making love. The sighs and moans of lovers and the steady rhythms and plaintive wails of music mix in the darkness. As the intensity builds, a scream of pleasure and cry of release from ring out. All that's left are the fantasies of a young man and the pulsing beat of the music to fill his dreams as his eyes close and sleep overtakes him. *** Years later, the stories he tells come from a life of hedonistic pursuits and the driving beat of the music he's played. Memories and fantasies blend on the page before him. Now, the stories in his head are his own. He writes about women he's known and loved in his series, "My Girls". Stories like the award-winning "The Time of My Life" and others beg to be shared. Pictures of old friends and awards hang on the walls, the glass in the frames reflects the glow of the computer screen. Guitars stand sentry, ready to accompany him as the morning sun invades his home. Another night has passed and another day is coming. It's time to get some sleep but his memories, fantasies and music still ring in his ears as he lies back to drift away. |
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Riot Girl | by Aussie Scribbler Nov. 13, 2011 | 8493 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Although I am currently happy and high functioning, I have had a long history of mental illness, including endogenous depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. My book "How to Be Free", for which I used the name Joe Blow, is an articulation of the ideas which have been useful to me in freeing myself from these conditions. If asked whether these ideas have provided me with a secure foundation for emotional stability, happiness and flowering creativity, I would reply, “Well, so far so good.†I also write humorous erotica under the pseudonym Aussiescribbler. In many ways my playful, irreverent and anarchic fiction is another form of expression of the approach to life I advocate in "How to Be Free". |
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Jolly Rogering | by Aussie Scribbler Nov. 14, 2011 | 5328 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Although I am currently happy and high functioning, I have had a long history of mental illness, including endogenous depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder. My book "How to Be Free", for which I used the name Joe Blow, is an articulation of the ideas which have been useful to me in freeing myself from these conditions. If asked whether these ideas have provided me with a secure foundation for emotional stability, happiness and flowering creativity, I would reply, “Well, so far so good.†I also write humorous erotica under the pseudonym Aussiescribbler. In many ways my playful, irreverent and anarchic fiction is another form of expression of the approach to life I advocate in "How to Be Free". |
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Santa Enters the Back Door | by Whiskey McNaughton Dec. 12, 2011 | 6569 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Born on the mountaintops of Tennessee, greatest state in the land of the free, raised in the bars so he knew how to drink, had his first shot of whiskey when he was only three, Whiskey, Whiskey McNaughton, drinking his country dry. (With apologies to Disney for butchering the words to The Ballad of Davey Crockett) As old as my tongue and a little bit older than my teeth. Old as dirt and twice as nasty. |
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Hot Clip Barber | by Whiskey McNaughton Dec. 16, 2011 | 4737 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Born on the mountaintops of Tennessee, greatest state in the land of the free, raised in the bars so he knew how to drink, had his first shot of whiskey when he was only three, Whiskey, Whiskey McNaughton, drinking his country dry. (With apologies to Disney for butchering the words to The Ballad of Davey Crockett) As old as my tongue and a little bit older than my teeth. Old as dirt and twice as nasty. |
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Sex Raft - Sexy Sea Adventures #1 | by Scott Rex Dec. 29, 2011 | 2182 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Women make life beautiful, and I want to share that beauty and excitement with the world. The female phenomenon is a tumultous ocean of love, lust and cruelty. These stories are an expression of my masochistic adoration of these wonderful beings. |
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Sex Yacht - Sexy Sea Adventures #2 | by Scott Rex Dec. 30, 2011 | 3048 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Women make life beautiful, and I want to share that beauty and excitement with the world. The female phenomenon is a tumultous ocean of love, lust and cruelty. These stories are an expression of my masochistic adoration of these wonderful beings. |
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How not to have sex | by Anna Austen Leigh Dec. 31, 2011 | 1594 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Anna Austen Leigh quit the stock market while she was ahead to forge a new life as a full time writer. She now writes erotic adventure and romance, and spends her spare time managing her investments, rather than the other way around. |
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Sex Pirates - Sexy Sea Adventures #3 | by Scott Rex Jan. 01, 2012 | 2337 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Women make life beautiful, and I want to share that beauty and excitement with the world. The female phenomenon is a tumultous ocean of love, lust and cruelty. These stories are an expression of my masochistic adoration of these wonderful beings. |
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New Year Nookie | by Heather Lane Jan. 12, 2012 | 7279 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Hi, I'm Heather Lane, (REDWRITERGAL) I'm an author of Erotica! I love writing sexy books, and am happy to share my stories with you. Pull up a chair, get comfortable, and let Heather tell you a bedtime story. |
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Naked Montreal - Part 1 | by Laura Roberts Jan. 13, 2012 | 1938 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Laura Roberts is the Michael Corleone of sex writing: every time she tries to get out of the biz, the "family" drags her back in. This time, she's taking the cannoli and leaving the gun, writing her own fictional take on life in the sex trade with her first novel, Naked Montreal. As the author of the quirky "V for Vixen" sex column for one of Montreal's alternative newspapers, Roberts witnessed a variety of sexcapades during her time on the beat. Armed with a degree in Creative Writing from Concordia University, she seamlessly blends fact and fiction to create work that has been described as both sassy and insightful. Naked Montreal brings a new view of this underground city to the surface. Laura currently helms the literary magazine, Black Heart, works as a freelance writer and editor, and blogs about all things literary at her portfolio site, Buttontapper.com. She also tweets @originaloflaura. |
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booty in legging picture | by Jason Piere Jan. 14, 2012 | 45 words | Read a sample |
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Sex Island - Sexy Sea Adventures #4 | by Scott Rex Jan. 17, 2012 | 2890 words | Read a sample |
| Author bio: Women make life beautiful, and I want to share that beauty and excitement with the world. The female phenomenon is a tumultous ocean of love, lust and cruelty. These stories are an expression of my masochistic adoration of these wonderful beings. |
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