True Facts about Elliot Silvestri #5

True Fact #5

Elliot Silvestri has visited four countries outside the United States. See if you can name them all.

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This is a compilation of four previously published novelettes: Gretchen’s Twins, The Milk Thief, Ménage á Milk, and Milk Addict.

 

Total length is 66,000 words. These works are intended for adult audiences.

 

Content warning: These stories feature graphic sex, erotic lactation, oral sex, lesbian sex, masturbation, sex with dubious consent, some bondage and discipline themes, and non-consensual voyeurism. Strong language and adult only content.

 

Gretchen’s Twins:

Charlie loves the fact his wife’s tits ballooned up two sizes when she got pregnant and gave birth to twins. He loves the fact he can continue to keep her tits big as long as he continues to nurse from them when their offspring finally give up on breast milk. But life for the couple quickly becomes strange and confusing when they bring in others to enjoy Gretchen’s wonderful twins.

 

The Milk Thief:

After seventeen years Duncan runs into his old high school girlfriend. Her tits are bigger than ever and after starting an affair with this now married woman he discovers why: she and her husband are in an adult nursing relationship. Duncan decides he needs to share in the life-giving milk that now flows from Ophelia’s wonderful breasts. He is literally stealing milk from his married rival’s mouth.

  

Ménage á Milk:

Jeremy is lucky enough to bed two wonderful women in college a situation only slightly complicated seeing as they were roommates. The trio worked well together in all aspects of their sex lives until the end of college approached and Isabella made a bold suggestion to keep the trio together based on the power of her breasts and milk.

 

Milk Addict:    

William is a depressed man who discovers something that can lift him out of his depression: mother’s milk. The trouble is finding a woman who is willing to let him consume her breast milk is exceedingly difficult. William will do almost anything to find a woman who is willing to feed his addiction.

 

Smashwords instalink: Roman Charity 2

Amazon.com link thing: Roman Charity 2 for your Kindle

BN.com link-a-roni: Roman Charity 2 for Nook

 

True Facts about Elliot Silvestri #4

True Fact #4

Elliot Silvestri had his heart broken by his girlfriend in junior year of high school. She appears in one of his stories...but not as a villain.

True Facts about Elliot Silvestri #3

True Fact #3

Elliot Silvestri once aspired to be a comic book writer, then realized the shame involved in that profession, and decided to write pornography instead.

Sweet Susan - she's up early.

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Somehow Susan made it all the way to college still a virgin, earning her the nickname “Sweet Susan”.  She knew she was chubby but was determined to lose not just some weight but her virginity as well. Meeting Jaret from the art department was the best thing that ever happened to her. Taking off her clothes to display herself for his artistic needs was exactly what Susan needed to set her on a path of debauchery.

 

This is a 13,000 word novella intended for adult audiences.

 

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, group sex, sex of dubious consent,  public exhibitionism, BDSM, and other depictions of adult sexuality that some readers might find objectionable. Explicit language and adult only content.

 

Excerpt:

 

I actually blushed. A guy had just put his face in my crotch and brought me to orgasm, and I blushed because he called me beautiful. At least I took the compliment politely. “Thank you. That was really good. You know what you’re doing.” I decided to shut up at that point because if I said anything else I’d give away that I had no clue what I was doing.

“I just wanted to make you good and ready.”

“I’m ready,” I said.  I wasn’t really. I was a virgin. I probably should have told him that. But I only considered myself half a virgin. Even in high school I knew I had a high sex drive. I also had an understanding and very cool aunt who I could confide in. She bought me my very first vibrator. Vibrators feel fantastic on any girl and mine had brought me to innumerable orgasms. I drained more batteries with that thing than my brother ever did with his xBox controllers.

“Are you ready?” he asked me.

“Uh huh,” I said as vaguely as possible to make him think I wanted to have sex, but was a little unsure about the whole thing.

True Facts about Elliot Silvestri #2

True Fact #2

Once, under deadline, Elliot wrote a 10,000 word story in two hours. Posting it to Barnes & Nobles' PubIt! website took two days.

True Facts about Elliot Silvestri #1

True Fact #1

He writes out all his stories long hand on 90% cotton rag paper with a fountain pen and hires an eighteen year old college student to type them into a computer file.

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When Analise accepts a job as an assistant to a dominatrix she discovers that Mistress Kim runs a large and complex business catering to the whims of those in the BDSM community. What scares and shocks her is how easily it is to become part of that culture. Then she is given the opportunity to continue as a dominatrix or descend to the erotic world of a slave.

This is a 58,000 word novella intended for adult audiences.

Content warning: This story features graphic sex (including oral and anal), lesbian sex, pregnant sex, group sex, strong bondage and discipline scenes along with some sadomasochism. Strong language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

“On your hands and knees,” she ordered.

He immediately went down on all fours. “Yes, mistress.”

Kim beckoned Analise over and removed a heavy bar from the wardrobe. “Mr. Martone likes to be put in his place. This helps remind him to always be subservient to his betters, to always serve the women in his life, isn’t that right, Mr. Martone?”

“Yes, mistress,” he replied while looking down at the floor.

“What is it?” Analise asked as Kim separated the two parts of the wooden object. It was dark brown, highly polished, about three feet in length, slightly curved and recurved with a small oval opening in the middle that was formed by indentations to the two wooden rods.

“It’s a humbler, it helps remind a man what is important in his life,” she told her. “Let me show you how to put it on him.”

“It’s fairly simple,” she explained getting down on her knees behind Mr. Martone. “You simply separate the two pieces like this, carefully place his scrotum through the opening, leave the penis free, close up the bars, and slide the locks into place. Be careful not to pinch the skin between the bars. The locks hold everything in place.”

Analise inspected Kim’s handiwork. The bar curved around the tops of Mr. Martone’s thighs, as if he were sitting on a fence rail. His scrotum hung out the back, his penis dangled free. She was surprised he wasn’t the least bit erect at this point. The positioning of his testicles and the curve of the humbler just under the edge of his buttocks forced him into an ungainly position, leaning forward and unable to move in Analise’s estimation. It looked terribly painful if he were to move.

“Now crawl to the table,” Kim ordered. She looked at Analise. “This will take him a few minutes. I’ll get us some drinks while Mr. Martone gets into position.”

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FREEDOM!!! (And Wolf's Garter)

I got rid of my cell phone today. Makes me very happy because I don't have to lug around a piece of glass, plastic, and metal with me everywhere. Haven't missed it a bit.

And in other news, Grace Vilmont has a new novelette for sale. Toddle on over to Smashwords.com and download a copy of Wolf's Garter.

You can also get it at Amazon and BN.com.



 

Harry is a lost soul looking for a purpose in his meaningless life. He thinks he might have found it between the thighs of the exotic Ilva he meets in a downtown club. She’s an older woman into kinky sex and happily takes control of his life. When he realizes Ilva is much more than she seems—and is much more dangerous—he starts to panic and wonder how he’ll escape the peculiar situation he created.

 

This is an 8700 word novella intended for adult audiences.

 

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, sex with a non-human character, sex of dubious consent, implied pregnant sex, BDSM, and other depictions of adult sexuality that some readers might find objectionable. Explicit language and adult only content.

 

Excerpt:

 

“You don’t want me naked?” she asked, teasing.

 

He didn’t realize she was teasing. “I don’t…know what to do,” he confessed. There was no way he could figure out her bustier and it seemed rude to yank off her tight pants first.

 

She laughed at him. “You’re a virgin?” she asked. There was a lilt to her voice, as if she had an accent that only came out when she was tired or relaxed or drunk.

 

“No,” he snapped. “I’m just…inexperienced. I’ve only had a couple of girlfriends.”

 

“I’ll give you something to talk about then, yes?” She bent down, unzipped her knee-high boots and kicked them off. He noticed the yellow lace stitching around the soles and wondered which kink shop she bought the Doc Martens from. Then she turned around and indicated her back. “Untie the laces,” she ordered. This was obviously something she had done before with other lovers. Harry didn’t mind.

 

The ties to the bustier were easy to figure out once he studied them a moment. The stiff garment loosened around her body and she pulled it up and over her shoulders and head. Then she turned around to present him with her bare breasts.

 

They were beautiful.

French Study: Women Better Off Without Bras

Good news? Bad news? Hmmm, I can't decide. I can see both sides to the argument, kind of like the fact that women have two breasts.

Here's the link to The Local.

Swinging Ring

You can read the description below, but I love the cover image for this story. If I wasn't so exhausted, I'd write something a little more witty, a little more sophisticated.

Always available on Smashwords: Swinging Ring
Or you can get it soon at Amazon.
And why not: Barnes & Noble.

Derek is eager to get married, but his girlfriend Kaitlyn is reluctant to take the plunge. But not because she doesn’t love him, but because she hasn’t had every sexual experience she has longed for. The antique engagement ring he gives her is her permission to step outside their relationship. But will she return?

                                                                                                            

This is an 8700 word novelette intended for adult audiences.

 

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, cheating partners, lesbian sex, group sex, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

 

 

Excerpt:

 

“It’s not just a compliment, Kait.”

 

Carol’s words brought up Kaitlyn’s eyes. “What?”

 

“It’s a test.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“You’ve had sex with another woman before?” Carol asked and stood up.

 

“Umm…not exactly.”

 

“By which you mean no.” Carol had already removed her suit jacket and now kicked off her shoes.

 

“Right.”

 

“But you say you want to, correct?”

 

“Uh, yeah, that’s right.” Kaitlyn swallowed the last of her wine. She knew exactly what Carol was getting at but she couldn’t face what her new acquaintance was suggesting.

 

“This is your test, then.” Carol proceeded to unbutton her blue and white striped blouse exposing her white lace bra. “If you can’t have sex with me right here, right now, then perhaps you’re not ready to sew your wild oats.”