Alec Anaconda
05-29-2008, 12:33 PM
Have novels with ballbusting action been superseded by images?
In this age of instant gratification, is there still a demand for the erotic novel? Or does entertainment always have to be visual? I would welcome any feedback, thank you.
Here’s a brief extract from one of my eBooks.
Christopher had daydreamt throughout the meal, thinking what he would like to do with Janice’s fragile looking, slim, nude body. His thoughts were plain for all to see, for he had forgotten that he was naked.
“Your question, Christopher?”
“Please can I have an infinite number of questions?”
In the blink of an eye, Christopher was on his back. Then he had only his fingers and toes touching the floor, in a parody of a wrestler’s bridge. Janice’s hand held very nearly all his bodyweight by his bollocks. His erection clearly displayed in all its glory.
“Sorry, I do not hear you, Christopher. You will repeat the question.”
Janice pulled harder. Christopher racked his brain for a better query, but all he could manage was, “What does masturbation mean please, Janice?”
Janice pulled much more energetically, ****** his spine into an even tighter backward curve. She held him in this position for what seemed, to him, to be hours. She smiled when Christopher’s limbs shook with fatigue. He was helpless, his balls held high by one woman’s soft hand. Then, ever so slowly, Janice let a gap form between two of her fingers, allowing Christopher’s tormented testicles to squeeze through the small space. He screamed as his weight ****** his bruised balls to compress. Christopher screamed for a second time as he collapsed onto the hard floor, then once more when Janice hit him, one knows where, with the Oxford English Dictionary.
Please take this link for more details and a longer extract.
http://www.a1adultebooks.com/bkextract.php?pr=1044
In this age of instant gratification, is there still a demand for the erotic novel? Or does entertainment always have to be visual? I would welcome any feedback, thank you.
Here’s a brief extract from one of my eBooks.
Christopher had daydreamt throughout the meal, thinking what he would like to do with Janice’s fragile looking, slim, nude body. His thoughts were plain for all to see, for he had forgotten that he was naked.
“Your question, Christopher?”
“Please can I have an infinite number of questions?”
In the blink of an eye, Christopher was on his back. Then he had only his fingers and toes touching the floor, in a parody of a wrestler’s bridge. Janice’s hand held very nearly all his bodyweight by his bollocks. His erection clearly displayed in all its glory.
“Sorry, I do not hear you, Christopher. You will repeat the question.”
Janice pulled harder. Christopher racked his brain for a better query, but all he could manage was, “What does masturbation mean please, Janice?”
Janice pulled much more energetically, ****** his spine into an even tighter backward curve. She held him in this position for what seemed, to him, to be hours. She smiled when Christopher’s limbs shook with fatigue. He was helpless, his balls held high by one woman’s soft hand. Then, ever so slowly, Janice let a gap form between two of her fingers, allowing Christopher’s tormented testicles to squeeze through the small space. He screamed as his weight ****** his bruised balls to compress. Christopher screamed for a second time as he collapsed onto the hard floor, then once more when Janice hit him, one knows where, with the Oxford English Dictionary.
Please take this link for more details and a longer extract.
http://www.a1adultebooks.com/bkextract.php?pr=1044