Tag Archives: fuck books

The Smutpunk Manifesto

The Smutpunk Manifesto

All of these are true except for those which are lies. This is a work in progress.

Smutpunk is the pornography of abstinence, the literature of the gutter, Bukowski doing Shakespeare doing Stan Lee as interpreted by drunken housewives and frustrated IT workers and the furious masses.

#smutpunk is the sex pistols on acid doing Shakespeare in the park (MacBeth)
#smutpunk is what happened to gonzo after the deaths of truth and free love
#smutpunk is the cock-like thing up your ass while alien dildos gag you
#smutpunk is having DNA in an RNA world
#smutpunk is the soundtrack to a non-puritanical future
#smutpunk is get off your ass and jam
#smutpunk is when the gang cranks iron maiden to kick it up a notch. You ask is that dirty, clean, or evil
#smutpunk is what happens when Insanity falls in love, gets horny
#smutpunk is neither punk nor smut
#smutpunk is the archetype of both punk and smut
#smutpunk is the only reality there really is
#smutpunk is an intentionally false zen koan
#smutpunk brings confusion via enlightenment
#smutpunk is an asexual hermaphrodite with kitty slippers and an axe
#smutpunk is the bastard child of Hamlet and Urotsukidoji
#smutpunk is the people fucking in the alternate universe inside Sammy Davis Jr’s glass eye

#smutpunk is being pursued by the fucking Yeti all over the world for your milk

 

 

Smutpunk is here http://j.mp/mjrcpp

Smutpunk is here Literaryporn.net

Erotica reviews, only not quite. Read these.

Erotica Reviews that aren’t reviews at all

I don’t have time to write all these reviews right now; I read a lot just to keep my head straight, but writing has been intense work for me lately. Not just my erotica writing either, some of you realize I write as a day job too. So when I can focus on erotica, I focus on erotica!

Continue reading Erotica reviews, only not quite. Read these.

Nectar: BBC, cuckolding, hot wife, interracial, &tc, &tc

Nectar

I don’t know why I did it, but I wiped it off my knee with my index finger, and then I had to put my finger in my mouth. The little pearl on my fingertip was so appealing to me, symmetrical, lovely, translucent, sparkling, the stuff of life, the gift and the essence of manhood…

It almost made me orgasm as soon as it touched my tongue and my palette registered what was happening in my mouth. It was happening to all of my senses. I tasted sweat, fear, hatred, love, courage, strength, man. I was completely overwhelmed with lust. I could almost feel the waves of chemicals changing me as they passed from deep inside my throat and my cervix and my nipples and my anus, emanating outward through my body. I was changed right then. I tasted heaven in his cum.

I immediately wanted more.

Get it now here on Amazon. It’s free to read if you have Kindle Unlimited.

And join up for my mailing list if you want to get bigger, hotter excerpts than this one in advance of all of my book releases!

Welcome to my naughty thoughts!

My Own Naughty Thoughts Blog

Hi there everyone…I’m Callie. You may guess this is a pen name. Well, you would guess half right, because my last name isn’t Press. What’s ironic about that, is that I didn’t even put it together with “Press” meaning “printing press” or “publishing house” until like two weeks ago (it’s true, and I’m not typically dense unless I want to be). But my name really is Callie.

Continue reading Welcome to my naughty thoughts!