Writer's Cock (Fucking the Alphabet A-B)
When a disastrous bout of writer's block threatens her livelihood, "Maia" enlists her friend to help. Together they hatch a brilliant plan that will provide Maia with enough creative inspiration to last indefinitely. All she has to do is commit to fuck her way through the alphabet, from A-Z. More
When a disastrous bout of writer's block threatens her livelihood, "Maia" enlists her friend to help. Together they hatch a brilliant plan that will provide Maia with enough creative inspiration to last indefinitely. All she has to do is commit to fuck her way through the alphabet, from A-Z.
Maia's first encounter doesn't go exactly as planned and as she's fucked, fingered, sucked, and penetrated by cocks and objects, she wonders if she's gotten herself into more than she can handle.
Warning: This adults-only fable contains explicit descriptions of hot sex, including fucking, cocksucking, fingering, double-penetration and more. Enjoy at your own risk.
Read an Excerpt:
As I set down the wine bottle and took a sip from my refilled glass, I felt Andy behind me, just an inch or so away but not quite making contact. I could feel his breath against the back of my neck and I suddenly felt anticipatory tingles running up and down the length of my body.
“Can I touch you?” His mouth was only an inch or so from my ear, his whisper sending a message directly to a place deep inside me, warming it instantly. I’m quite sure I visibly shuddered.
“Yes,” I answered quietly. I felt his warm hands come to rest on my hips. It was the first actual contact we’d had and I was surprised how quickly my body reacted to even that innocent touch. No matter the circumstances, the first time a man puts his hands on you can reduce you to jelly.
Andy began dotting my neck with butterfly-light kisses, pulling my long hair aside to reach every square inch of one side before moving to the other and doing the same. There is nothing quite like having your neck kissed; it is tender and intimate, the sexual version of prey giving itself over to predator. It is one of my favorite sensations.
A few moments of his mouth roaming over the crook of my neck was all it took to chase away any last remnants of awkwardness I’d been feeling. I was beginning to feel more like my old self again, uninhibited and daring. I set down my glass and turned toward him, or more accurately, on him. I pressed up against him, kissing him hard on the mouth, seeking out his tongue with mine.
Andy responded accordingly, his breath instantly changing tempo. In a flash he had me up against the wall beside the desk, hands pinned up over my head as he kissed me, opening my mouth wide with his own, his tongue exploring every corner. He was a good kisser, alternately taking my tongue into his mouth, then pressing back into mine like a little dance.
I could have continued kissing him for quite a while longer, it was so lovely, but the burgeoning hardness he was pressing against my groin summoned my attention. I backed him away from the wall so that I could lower myself to my knees. I could feel his eyes looking down on me as he stroked my hair, anticipating what was to come.