Holy Shit It's Almost Christmas!

...and that means lots of people will be getting Kindles and Nooks and other electronic devices perfect for reading some e-erotica, some e-books, some e-porn on surreptitiously.

I've planned ahead. Milk & Chastity: The Collected Edition will be on sale on Boxing Day (December 26th for the unhip out there). This was my 2014 NaNoWriMo novel and is fucking fantastic for anyone who enjoys enforced male chastity and lactation erotica. (And if you don't know what those are 1. Why are you reading this blog and 2. Maybe you should buy the novel and find out). Get it at Smashwords or Amazon or Barnes & Noble for the low, low price of $2.99. That's over 60,000 words of relentless erotica for less than three American dollars (plus tax, nothing more American than taxes).

Married couple Evan and Tracy have been in an adult nursing relationship for year, right out of college, but as exciting as this kink for Evan, Tracy has become bored with it. When she discovers her need to have sex with other men, Evan is willing to go along to explore her sexuality as long as he gets to investigate his need to be in chastity. What neither of them expects is where their kinks will lead them…

This is a 61,000 word novel intended for adult audiences. Originally published in five parts.

Content warning: features erotic lactation, graphic sex, group sex, lesbian sex, strong language, adult nursing relationships, erotic situations not all members of the public will enjoy, enforced male chastity, and other depictions of adult sexuality. Explicit language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

You ready?” she asked me.

“For what?” I asked nervously. More than anything else I wanted to nurse from her but I was too afraid, too nervous to ask her because I was certain she would say no and my little fantasy would evaporate like a dream.

“To nurse,” she said matter-of-factly. “My breasts are already too full. They hurt. You need to fix that.” She grinned at me knowing that suckling her breasts would only be the first step.

“Are you sure?”

“Hell yes!” Tracy reached across the bed to where I was standing and pulled me down to the mattress. It a flash I was at her like a man dying of thirst.

“Oh!” she gasped as I drew forth the first little burst of milk. “Not so hard. Slow down. There’s plenty for you.”

I nodded and paced myself. It was going to be a long process...