• Offerings

    This is the companion piece to Rites, written at the request of Stephanie. The point of view changes from the female to the male. The story is different but also grounded in the same world as Rites. And as with Rites, there’s nothing much too it beyond a celebration of the erotic. Enjoy. The high Priestess… Continue Reading

  • Asking For It

    “What’d he say?” Jamille asks. “So he calls us all into the chapel. He just says: I’ve heard enough complaints. Then he launches into this lecture about women and a woman’s proper attire.” She makes air quotes around the word ‘proper’. “That our families sent us to a Christian school because they believed in a… Continue Reading

  • Negatives

    This is written to replace another story in the third book of Daydreams & Distractions. The book is almost fully edited. Lately I’ve been feeling the urge to move away from “high fantasy” in my erotic stories, to write them more in the spirit of literary short stories. Hopefully this story isn’t so far removed… Continue Reading

  • The Complete Monsterotica

    Included here: The four previous stories, lightly edited for now, and the final, fifth addition: The Dappled Tartan Waylayer. Forward Some background on these stories seems in order. These stories come from a slender, hand-written book called A Field Guide to Domestic Monsters and Their Copulatory Strategies. The studies in the book appear to have… Continue Reading

  • Monsterotica: The Speckled Purple Milker

    Among the variety of cephalopods in the Eroticus family, the Speckled Purple Milker’s method of attack is not fully understood. Additionally, the monster is so reclusive and secretive that even its victims are frequently unable to describe it. Nevertheless, some victims may recall seeing a speckled purple sweater, coat or dress in their closet, chest… Continue Reading

  • Little Cruelties

    So, she said to me, do you do nothing but think about sex? Not if I can help it. Really? I mean, I said, rather be having sex than thinking about it. She bit the tip of her thumb and leaned on the café’s table. Make up a story, a little cruelty Will. Right now.… Continue Reading