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- When I'm not writing erotica I like to
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Videogames. Of course it's videogames.
- When I'm not reading erotica I like to read
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Not much else. Occasionally a Sci-Fi novel.
- My favorite word for "penis" is
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Lady Lance
- My favorite word for "vagina" is
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Pink Secret
- I write erotica because
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I read it a lot and now feel obligated to give something back. Especially when my niche fetishes have very little high quality content.
- In conclusion, I am
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Sorry in advance if anything offends anyone by either content or quality. Also don't be afraid to DM with a specific request or a short idea for a chapter. Sorry if I don't respond. Not a people person.
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Stacy needs a shower.
by SweliCat
Chapter 14 in Flea Market Treasure
Stacy stood behind Wendell and worked shampoo into his hair. "Ugh. You're messy." "You sure about this Stacy? Women aren't really supposed to be in here." "Who gives a fuck about dorm rules? I've been in here before anyway." Stacy and Wendell were in a small curtained off sho...
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Alone
by SweliCat
Chapter 13 in Flea Market Treasure
Wendell kicked a loose cola can down the deserted street. At this quiet hour it made a long and audible rattle. It was a long walk back to campus from Georgia's place. After an hour, he couldn't stand laying in bed next to Georgia. He'd simply hit her with the ray too and dressed...
22 hours ago 965 Words 0 Likes 32 Views -
Just a Little Kiss.
by SweliCat
Chapter 12 in Flea Market Treasure
Wendell looked at the thing, and, with Georgia's face and slender frame above it, it didn't look all that unappealing. He was certainly turned on, and he'd already inserted something inside himself before. With a reassuring face to Georgia, he finished pulling away her jeans. He...
1 day ago 922 Words 0 Likes 34 Views -
Harriet
by SweliCat
Chapter 11 in Flea Market Treasure
Harriet went on easily enough. She was truly very short and that made Wendell cringe when he suddenly felt himself shrink about a half foot. He also felt the unpleasant grind of faint underarm stubble. Harriet, had apparently had a late morning or had planned on shaving later. Th...
1 day ago 1,131 Words 0 Likes 47 Views -
Harriet's girlfriend seems like a good place to start.
by SweliCat
Chapter 10 in Flea Market Treasure
Harriet was the only lesbian that Wendell knew. She was a shorter girl, very thin, with long, wavy black hair, and a rosy complexion. She usually wore a pair of dark Lennon glasses, even indoors. Here she was sitting in class in front of Wendell. Sex seemed like a big step, so th...
1 day ago 493 Words 0 Likes 51 Views -
Questions and a Sore Ass
by SweliCat
Chapter 13 in Flea Market Treasure
*SLAP!* "Argh!" Stacy delivered another smack to Lana's bare ass cheek. Wendell was on all fours on Lane's bed, and Stacy stood to the side, still wearing Mrs. Reich and fully clothed. "You can grunt all you like," Stacy said in Mrs. Reich's aged voice, "but you're dripping. Sl...
1 day ago 302 Words 0 Likes 30 Views -
The Interview
by SweliCat
Chapter 12 in Flea Market Treasure
Wendell had lain in the bed for almost an hour. He had heard Stacy grab up some things. He'd heard the rustling of fabric as she got dressed. He also heard the door come open and close as Stacy left. There, in the dark and sexually satisfied, lucidity followed. *What the hell am...
1 day ago 1,405 Words 0 Likes 30 Views -
Sleepless
by SweliCat
Chapter 16 in Flea Market Treasure
Wendell was up and watching the small tv on his desk in his dorm. After he and Guy had parted ways, he couldn't sleep. What Guy said had started to bother him. Things *had* gotten complicated. The tv pattered softly in the background as Wendell looked up at the ceiling. He hadn't...
5 days ago 300 Words 0 Likes 53 Views -
The News
by SweliCat
Chapter 11 in Flea Market Treasure
Francis finished inside Wendell's borrowed pussy. He was behind Wendell and they were spooning on Francis' bed, illuminated only by the pale flickering lights of the tv. They'd left it on between acts, but neither paid it much attention. "Fuck yes." Wendell was back inside the g...
6 days ago 306 Words 1 Likes 56 Views -
Just not the same.
by SweliCat
Chapter 15 in Flea Market Treasure
The four of them lay exhausted in the hall. They had been at it for what seemed like a couple hours now. "What the hell came over us?" A somewhat distraught Sam was sitting on the floor leaning nude onto Misty. Wendell sat nearby also naked, and held onto Guy. Guy still only had...
6 days ago 485 Words 0 Likes 53 Views -
Hazing is a group affair.
by SweliCat
Chapter 14 in Flea Market Treasure
Wendell sat on his bed and waited for Guy in his dorm. He'd actually been feeling a bit impatient all day. Yesterday, Wendell hadn't actually orgasmed and now, sitting and thinking about who to wear next was making him a bit edgy. When Guy finally arrived, he was actually a few m...
6 days ago 2,993 Words 0 Likes 64 Views -
Stacy makes Wendell watch her fuck Mrs. Reich
by SweliCat
Chapter 11 in Flea Market Treasure
Wendell had been between Mrs. Reich's thighs on the bed for what seemed like several minutes. He could hear Stacy, wrapped in Lane's heavy frame, stepping about and shuffling around behind him. The older woman had a gentle grip on Wendell's head and was watching her son move abou...
1 week ago 1,405 Words 0 Likes 90 Views -
Clean Faces
by SweliCat
Chapter 10 in Flea Market Treasure
"I like your place; it's pretty nice." Wendell said, looking to Francis. Wendell's face was freshly cleaned and he was naked, crouching on the floor next to the skin of the woman he'd just taken off. The girls they'd borrowed for their spooky escapade were dancers from the gentle...
1 week ago 1,098 Words 1 Likes 91 Views -
The Haunting of Walt Cosgrove
by SweliCat
Chapter 9 in Flea Market Treasure
It was dark and a chilly wind howled through the trees shaking loose what few leaves clung to the branches. At such a late hour, Walt Cosgrove was the only one in the university library. He was an average man of 60, with thinning hair and a moustache. He wore his usual work attir...
1 week ago 1,497 Words 2 Likes 87 Views -
Luke and Lana's apartment
by SweliCat
Chapter 10 in Flea Market Treasure
Wendell knelt on the floor and sucked Luke's cock in slow, even strokes from inside his sister, Lana. Lana was a sculpted, tan, blonde young woman who bore all the usual refinements that a wealthy, young woman overly concerned with her looks might purchase: her hair was dyed to c...
1 week ago 1,954 Words 1 Likes 105 Views -
Decisions in the Night
by SweliCat
Chapter 13 in Flea Market Treasure
Exiting the diner through the glass door, the cold air was a slap in the face. Wendell had to walk back up several streets north to the campus dorms and Guy had to go roughly the same distance east back to his room at the fraternity. "Wow. Might snow a bit early this year," Wende...
1 week ago 297 Words 2 Likes 104 Views -
Sweet Dreams
by SweliCat
Chapter 9 in Flea Market Treasure
After he'd had his fun today and ditched the woman he'd worn, Wendell went back to his dorm. After all there was nothing else to do. He was exhausted from a night of fun, no sleep and an afternoon of more fun. He kicked off his shoes, in the dark, and flicked on the light. His ro...
1 week ago 454 Words 1 Likes 141 Views -
Siblings Luke and Lana Reich
by SweliCat
Chapter 9 in Flea Market Treasure
Stacy had shoved Wendell out the window well before dawn. It was dark and cold so he was missing the warmth he'd had in her bed. He was also not keen on following her instructions. She'd commanded him to walk over to the walking path behind Arlen Hall in the dark, and wait for he...
1 week ago 921 Words 1 Likes 111 Views -
The Diner
by SweliCat
Chapter 12 in Flea Market Treasure
In an isolated corner booth of LJ's Diner, Guy picked at his meal like it was an autopsy. He shuffled fries and looked in his burger and adjusted his straw over and over. Wendell sat across from him in a small window side booth and looked at the sad display over a plate of pie he...
1 week ago 700 Words 2 Likes 98 Views -
A guy, a goth and an art project
by SweliCat
Chapter 8 in Flea Market Treasure
The art building was not a place Wendell got to frequently. He hadn't taken any electives there and had never been to any of the gallery showings. It was a low, more modern building that had a healthy number of skylights. Inside, the atrium was were student projects were on displ...
1 week ago 1,568 Words 2 Likes 171 Views
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