Those of you who have been paying attention know that I’m working on a sequel for Wishbone.

Last night the sequel told me it wasn’t working because it had to be two books.

Which is exactly what the first book did.

 

I’m posting an excerpt from a project I’m working on.  NSFW and all that, behind the cut.

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In order to maintain the quality that you are used to, the serial King-Sized Bed will now be appearing once per month.  Keep an eye out in about three more weeks for the next installment.

 

All genders are similarly gifted in the receiving end of anal sex. Men, however, have an advantage. Not only do they have a prostate–providing icing on the cake of penetration–but they have a a penetrating part with exquisite sensitivity that gives the owner a pleasure I will never experience.

I certainly can’t complain about using my hands. Fingers are long and flexible enough that two of them provide all the stimulation that most people desire. I’m fortunate in having small hands. With practice, I can slide a well-lubricated hand into a willing friend’s anal canal. Something entirely different from the force implied by the word “fisting” is required. It is delicacy. A fist is not inserted; it becomes. The thumb folds inside the fingers instead of outside, as for a punch.

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I’m at ReaderCon, typing away at my laptop while waiting for dinner.

I’ve had many fascinating conversations with authors and fans; in fact, I have had too many conversations to relate them all.

Last night I had to explain to someone who was unfamiliar with the erotica market why I winced when he said “literary erotica.”  I fumbled at trying to find the right words, until he said, “so it’s the equivalent of someone saying ‘I don’t write science fiction.  I write magical realism.’”

I stood there with my mouth open for a moment before explaining to him that his analogy was the best I’d heard.  Then I wrote it down so I wouldn’t forget.

 

All of my Readercon programming is for today (Friday).  I expect to spend part of Saturday loafing in the pool.

So, Friday:

Kaffeeklatsch:  1pm

Circlet Hangout at the bar:  5:30

Panel  Conscious States: 7:00

Panel MD PhD SFWA:  8:00

(see con schedule for details)

There will be no King Sized Bed entry for Monday, but do expect a con report, and some catching-up that I may do by the pool on Saturday.

 

“Oh, ass—adored throne of lechers!”

-Paul Verlaine

Penises can be so uncooperative sometimes. They have their own agenda, dispensing pleasure and performance anxiety in equal measure.

The homely asshole, on the other hand, is much more accommodating. Given a gentle touch and enough lubrication, it will play for hours. Some small skill at pleasuring an asshole may put the owner in a state approaching orgasm and maintain that state indefinitely.

Anal sex is also dark, dirty, and a major hang-up for most people, if only when the head gets involved. It’s certainly not the sort of thing I plan for a first date.

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I used to write mostly short stories.  Now I write novels and edit anthologies.  But it’s good to keep your hand in the short story market.  A couple of months ago I spied a call for submissions for an anthology from Torquere Press, which publishes my longer work. Continue reading »

 

Sing to me, O Muse, of the delights of penetration, and the orifices that might be plundered. Many are the variations to visit in search of pleasure, and many are the manners and customs thereof. Tell me, too, of the secrets of buggery, O daughter of Jove, from whatever source you may know them. Continue reading »

 

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