Erotic Fictions
I write and draw erotic fictions. Kinky texts about domination, made with the dirty ink of a black ballpoint pen.
Fiction is great to talk about reality. It unfolds alt-worlds.
Do you want me to push a little further, a little deeper, read my texts. The title always say it all.
Which one will you pick first?
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Bimbo Facefuck
I am not only a sexy woman attracting dozens of men around with my bimbo body. I am also a worthless stupid whore, throatfucked and used. I am the toy of perverts, ready to swallow.
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Atomic Anna
Peter, the sex explorer, would probably never have been one without her. A man often develop under the desires of his wife. This is the story of Atomic Anna, a woman like you have rarely seen.
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Plastic Peter
The early research of a sex explorer and the creation of the first known “Fuck factory.” Or how to grow up in the shadow of a perverse pin-up, an adored alcoholic, and a deranged scientist.
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Lick Stick
A short poem about what happens in that limousine on U.S. Route 1, somewhere on the East Coast. It is dedicated to Pauline Réage, author, and pseudonym, of the erotic novel “Story of O”.
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Cream Cocktail
You come every night to see her at the bar. The days she is there, having a cocktail, her allure gives you goosebumps. Tonight, you decide to meet her. How strange are these twenty steps in her direction?
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Private Nurse
Good morning. I am your nurse. The Amazing Dr. Clitterhouse told me to tell you the operation was a charm. You became the one you dreamed of being. I know you get excited about the strangest things…
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Porn Junkie
You watch porn. Until that day you found this first picture of your wife — online. She knows you like humiliation. Oddly, it excited you to discover her. You fantasized about sucking Them, with Her in the room…
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Pro Hedonist
I am a professional hedonist. A rich old bitch, Ivy-educated, secret keeper, sexy dinner date, wine connoisseur, travel companion, and their favorite slut. Here for epicurean adventures. Follow them…
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Boxing Day
You are tired of being a punching bag at the table. You are freaky, and you are not going to change it. How stressful could be the Holiday Season! I thought that the best solution to your problem would be an abduction.
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Broken toy
You stand in front of me. Properly tied. Delicately gagged. You don’t move. Well, you can’t move. You hear me say “…a blind toy ready to play with.” We are fragile! That’s what we are. We all know how weak the body is.
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Free sex
I was desperate for a hookup. Everybody would smell it at first sight, and rejected me after I paid for the first drink. Wasn’t I capable of getting free sex? I would have done anything for free. Give a chance to some free sex.
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Sex, lies, and ropes
The hunting season has started, and many predators drink their early morning coffee inside a hunting box in an isolated country. Not me, I hate the countryside. I am a city hunter. I take my coffee at the corner