Erotic author that dabbles in poetry about love

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Free Use Summer Update

I’m 30,000 words into my next book about the free use summer at the Mohawk Campgrounds. So far I have Brock Flowers, the well built careful yet beautiful man interacting with the girls. he’s navigating this new world where any woman is available to his free use provided he tell them exactly what he wants …

Jocelyn's Corner

August Update 2019

I’m finding that it is even more difficult to write frequently without distraction. This month is filled with free use sex. Brock Flowers is going to the Mohawk Campground in a remote northern state where he doesn’t know about the employee’s free use mandate. The men need to fuck 20 times each week and log …

Jocelyn's Corner

Writing the “Caught!” series

I initially wanted the “Caught!” series to be about young girls getting caught doing something they shouldn’t have and paying their way free from consequence with their virgin assholes. I wanted them getting fucked up the ass by perverted older men because they were taking advantage of the situation. Draft2Digital is significantly more prudish than …

Jocelyn's Corner

Draft2digital for Amazon releases

My latest two books are now available on Amazon through Draft2Digital. I’m not sure why I’m using them for the Amazon portion. I’ve been going to KDP and publishing there because I’m in Kindle Unlimited for most of my books.    [featured_books id=”6dfef4d4471b8aebeff89a0704a249a3″ featured_books=”‹º›‹º›‹²›2091‹²›‹¹›,‹º›‹²›2095‹²›‹¹›‹¹›” number_columns=”2″ hide_on_desktop=”false” hide_on_mobile=”false” animation_on_scroll=”{‹²›animation_enable‹²›:‹²›no‹²›,‹²›yes‹²›:{‹²›animation_type‹²›:‹²›fadeIn‹²›,‹²›animation_delay‹²›:‹²›0‹²›}}” _array_keys=”{‹²›featured_books‹²›:‹²›featured_books‹²›,‹²›animation_on_scroll‹²›:‹²›animation_on_scroll‹²›}” _fw_coder=”aggressive” __fw_editor_shortcodes_id=”8f2faa9d283b0df1e511ef539ee80116″][/featured_books]These latest two books aren’t really …

Erotic Poetry

Poem: Poling Polar

Polar vortex, snow up to my thighs like anything not plowed is lava, cold biting through windows while we huddle naked on a blanket you spread after feeding me scallops fried in canola oil on a cast iron skillet. You gave me six orgasms with your finger and tongue, so much pleasure crashing my crotch …

Erotic Poetry

Poem: Touching my Butt

Your greedy eyes drink my butt curving these pajama pants like it is new, Like I haven’t been doing squats every day, leg lifts and difficult warriors for twenty reps to build up my booty. Your heavy touch rounds my rump with gleeful delight, savoring every flexing mound like the first time you touched tits …

Erotic Poetry

Poem: Winter’s Spatter

Winter is the Earth’s blasting wet dream stimulated from the equator’s erogenous tickle in the waves against Chile doubling off the desert subduction mountains. It is the creaming splat as the cum meets fridged pole air like the slap of ropy jizz across the face and an open mouth. Turn your head to the sky …

Erotic Poetry

Poem: Breaking in

I like reaching behind my back pulling my cheeks apart as much as I like laying on my back, knees hooked by wrists going sore from lack of blood while you break into my tightest entrance, ignoring my clit, and squeeze me wider than I can struggle breath. My cringing face encourages you harder and …