New Release - Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut

Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut

A new book that is only available on Amazon. I have similarly pulled two books from Smashwords to distribute them solely on Amazon because their content riles Apple's censors:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa

So - all three are located solely on Amazon. Get your Kindle's fired up for the exclusive action! Kindle Prime members can view them for free! Here's a brief snippet:

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From Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut:

I quickly typed to DannyD what was going on. I started typing one handed as my other hand played with my pussy, my fingers sliding into the cold and heat of my hole. Jay whipped his dick out by now and walked closer to me by my end of the couch. I typed a short message into the phone to let DannyD know what was happening and would let him know how it turned out. I put the phone down and concentrated all my attention on playing with my pussy and tits and watching Jay stroke his big hard cock next to me.

It wasn't long before I was humping my own fingers and the first orgasm hit me. I moaned loud and Jay moaned a little too. I kept at it, my fingers pumping in and out of my pussy, pushing me to another orgasm as I watched Jay pumping his thick rod between his fingers. I tweaked my nipples to send me over the edge to the next orgasm. That's when Jay grunted and his cum shot out all over my face and tits.

I laughed a little and kept fingering my pussy. I licked the cum that dripped down by my mouth. It was delicious. As Jay put his cock away, I looked him in the eyes as I continued fingering my twat. I used my other hand to clean his cum off my body and then licked it off my fingers. Jay watched me and shook his head.

“You're a dang cum freak, Lana.”

I smiled and finished myself off. I got up and cleaned off with the towel and went to my room to clean up. When I was done, I told DannyD all about it. He was impressed and amazed. I was a little amazed myself. I'd never done anything like that before.

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While you're there, why not get the Fourplay Collection? Here's a taste of four stories, one from each of the Naughty Shorts collection that can be found in the easy to buy, 196-page Fourplay Collection:

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations
- Step Sluts -

"Fair's fair, lil sis," Marilyn stood in front of Sally, hands on her hips. "I get to see your bra and panties since you've been staring at mine all day."

"I have not been staring all day," Sally responded. She put her face back in her book and pretended to read.

"You're going to show me or I'm spreading the word around campus that you're a lesbian. You'll have every dyke hitting on you the entire semester, maybe even the whole year." Marilyn crossed her arms and smiled smugly.

"I am not doing that," Sally said.

"Maybe I'll tell Howie first," Marilyn mused, knowing what a crush Sally had on the quarterback who would start in most of the same classes Sally would in the fall.

"Come on," Sally pleaded. "Let's just try to get through this without things getting ugly."

"Strip or you'll never have a chance with Howie."

Sally slammed the book down on the end table next to the couch.

"I'm not wearing panties, okay?"

"Oh, bad planning on your part. Check out your sister's goods but leave your own unwrapped? Too bad. You picked the wrong day to go commando." Marilyn walked over to the large picture window and drew the drapes closed. She turned on the lights and lit up the room. "Let's see what you got."

"No." Sally folded her arms and stared straight ahead, wishing this would all go away.

Marilyn walked over to the cordless phone and picked it up.

"Howie's phone number...hmm, don't know it. I'll just have to tell Sven, he can pass it on."

Hearing the gossip crazy Sven's name, Sally jumped up from the couch.

"Okay! Shit, don't tell Sven? He'll tell everyone on the planet!" Sally was shaking with fear. Marilyn put the phone down and sat back down on the loveseat.

"Well, since it took so long to get your cooperation, you're going to have to do a striptease. Pretend I'm Howie."

“I’m not doing that,” Sally stood her ground, thinking this couldn’t get any worse. Marilyn stood up and walked to her.

“You’re clearly not getting how this works. Every time you say ‘No’, I add a little something to your punishment. Now I have to think up something extra to go on top of the strip tease.”

“Look, I’ll flash my tits and pussy and then we’re done,” Sally responded. Her face got flushed with anger.

“Now that’s two things,” Marilyn walked back over to the chair and picked up the phone.

“Fuck! OK!” Sally yelled. Marilyn picked up the remote to the stereo and found some club music with a sexy beat. From the last three years forced to grow up in the same house, Sally knew Marilyn followed through on threats. She just had to appease her and save her reputation.

Sally moved to the beat, dancing like she was in a club but not exactly sexily. She’d never actually been in a club, just seen people in music videos on the internet.

“Come on, Sally. Shake it like you mean it!” Marilyn shouted. Sally shook her ass at her, doing her best bump and grind in the air. She put her hands over her head and swiveled her body around.

“That’s better. Now how about taking something off?”

Sally face got red and she tried to imagine she was indeed doing this for Howie. She imagined his eyes on her hands as her fingers grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. When her eyes met Marilyn’s looking at her like a piece of meat, Sally got a funny stirring in her belly. She turned around before her faced betrayed her excitement.

‘I’m not a lesbian! I don’t even like Marilyn.’ Sally shook her ass as she tried to compose herself. Her hands reached around behind her to unclasp her bra before she even realized she was doing it. She was so distracted by her feelings that she didn’t realize she was doing the strip tease exactly like Marilyn wanted. Her mind raced as she tried to think of some way out of this predicament. She turned around holding her bra over her breasts with her hands, dancing and swaying to the beat.

“Hey, Mister Kline could come back any minute, why don’t we call this a night and order pizza?” Sally smiled weakly at her step sister. Marilyn smiled evilly.

“He’s not due back for a week. That’s three special extras now,” Marilyn said.

Sally was so flustered that she dropped her hands, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were sticking straight out on her C cup tits.

“Nice,” Marilyn said checking out Sally’s breasts. She felt her own through her shirt. She got another idea and unbuttoned her own blouse as Sally continued to dance. She slipped her bra up over her own breasts, feeling them as she compared her larger tits to Sally’s. Sally rolled her eyes when she turned back around and saw Marilyn exposed.

“Seriously, you should not be getting naked,” Sally said as she shook her head, continuing to dance.

“That’s four – you don’t have any say in what I do or don’t do. But that’s a great idea just the same,” Marilyn said and pulled her shirt and bra off over her head quickly. Sally put her hands up on her head in frustration, unaware that this made her torso look awesome as she turned around and danced.

‘Just finish it, get it over with,’ Sally thought as she reached down and unsnapped her shorts. She slid the shorts down, bending over and showing Marilyn her ass. She quickly turned around and saw Marilyn dropping her shorts and panties to the floor too.

“Yeah, that’s too much,” Sally said. She grabbed her clothes and ran from the room. Marilyn chased her down the hall to the master bedroom. Sally tried to close the door before Marilyn got there, but failed. Marilyn pushed the door open and Sally looked for somewhere else to run, but she was cornered. Marilyn closed the bedroom door, noticed a key in the lock and turned it, pulling the key out and keeping it in her hand.

“Five for running and six for trying to lock yourself in the bedroom,” Marilyn said as she walked forward, forcing Sally to back up until her legs hit the bed and she fell backward on it. Something shiny near the top of the bed caught Marilyn’s eyes – a padded hand cuff! She grabbed Sally’s clothes out of her hands and threw them across the room.

“Get up on the bed, spread eagle on your back and close your eyes!” Marilyn shouted.

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales
- Spy Slave, Inc. -

They explored each others' bodies maybe ten minutes before they were both finally naked. When Rachel knelt down before him and pulled his boxers down revealing a cock just as thick and rippled as his body, she gasped in wonder. Her lips were on his manhood before his underwear hit the floor. She sucked and slurped on the mighty pole, trying but ultimately unable to deep throat his massive member. Her hands grasped his hard butt cheeks, pulling him into her mouth as deep as possible. He was so big around, she realized it was just not possible to get him into her throat. She resorted to licking, sucking and slurping him for several minutes before he finally pulled her up from her knees.

"My turn to taste you," he said huskily. His lust was just as strong as hers by now and he had to taste the sweet nectar of the woman he'd been priming for conquest for so many weeks. Rachel climbed up onto the bed and it was all Jack could do to keep from diving pell mell between her legs. He slowly climbed on the bed, approaching her like a prowling panther. His hands touched her smooth legs, tracing the outlines of her muscles before his lips followed the same path. He could see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips. She'd been wet for quite a while anticipating his tongue and cock assaulting her nether regions. He pushed her legs apart wide. Rachel's athletic conditioning allowed her to comply with his ministrations. Her flexibility gave her the ability to pull her legs up into a 'V' comfortably, pushing her tender, moist vagina up into the air. Jack's hand rested on her legs, helping her stay in the position more easily as his mouth descended on her sweet honeypot.

Rachel was so keyed up, she came moments after his tongue hit her vulva. Jack continued to press his tongue deep inside her, playing with her clit and covering his face with her juices. He face fucked her pussy through multiple orgasms - so many that Rachel lost count.

Jack marveled at Rachel's abdominal muscles flexing and pulsating with each orgasm. She was his physical match in the gym, her attention to her own body was beyond measure. He could've continued eating her out all night if it wasn't for the urgent pulsing between his own legs. He rose up from his position and walked his body up hers, kissing her abs and suckling her generous breasts until he finally got to her waiting face. They kissed again, Rachel greedily sucking and licking her own juices off his face. Jack pressed the length of his rod against Rachel's hot cunt and moved it up and down across her sensitive nub. Rachel came again before Jack finally maneuvered his thick stick into her hole.

The massive cock filled her up. Rachel was amazed that it even fit. It must have stretched her to the limit; nothing that big had ever been inside her. She could feel the thick veins along the side of his cock on her pussy lips. She cried out in pure ecstasy as he slowly pumped his thickness in and out of her. Her hands grasped his arms desperately as the feeling of his manhood ravaging her pussy overwhelmed her senses. She came over and over again before Jack stepped up the tempo keeping her on the hazy edge of orgasmic euphoria for several minutes.

Even Keith his conditioning, there wasn't much Jack could do to keep from coming inside the tightest pussy he could remember fucking. Rachel's constant stream of orgasms had her powerful abdomen and kegel muscles milking his cock of semen within a few minutes after he started pounding powerful into her. The feeling of her pussy on his cock was incredible. He briefly considered giving up the job he was on and forming a permanent partnership with this executive goddess. As he looked into her eyes, he could see she was at her most vulnerable right now. She was limp beneath him. Powerless to prevent what he was about to do.

"I'm glad you're in such good shape," Jack said with a smile.

"Why?" Rachel managed to gasp between breaths.

Jack pushed her limp right arm to the edge of the bed and slid her wrist into the cuff hidden there. Rachel barely comprehended what was happening, even after Jack put the cuff on her other wrist and lifted himself off of her. He pulled her left leg down and secured her ankle in another cuff near the foot of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Rachel gasped as she tried to keep him from securing her final ankle, but was too spent to put up much of a fight. Her heart began to race as she realized she was now naked and helpless at the whims of her lover.

"My employer needs a little information from you," jack said, shrugging his shoulders.

"But we-"

"I know," Jack interrupted. "This is probably the only time I've ever considered not going through with my assignment and just stay with my target forever, or as long as the good sex lasts."

Jack walked to a wardrobe and pulled it open. It was filled to the brim with BDSM gear. Rachel's eyes got wide.

"What do you want?" Rachel asked, fear tinting her voice.

"No, not yet. You're not quite ready to tell." Jack retrieved a small disk about the size of his palm with straps attached to it. "First, we need to soften you up. The nice thing is, you will actually enjoy the next few hours of pure sexual bliss until you simply can't stand it anymore."

"Please, Jack. Don't do this," Rachel watched his every move, her eyes pleading with him even more than her voice.

"Oh, thank you. That reminds me," Jack said as he reached back into the wardrobe and retrieved a ball gag with straps. He walked to Rachel's head. She turned away, but ultimately could not stop the massive muscular arms she'd been so passionate about earlier from turning her head and forcing the gag into her mouth.

"You probably won't thank me later, but you will at least enjoy this time to a certain degree," Jack positioned himself between her legs and placed the disk on her vagina, using the straps to wrap around her legs and hips to hold it firmly in place. He stood to survey his handiwork, reached down to check the straps and positioning and then smiled. He removed a remote control from his pocket and flicked a switch. The small device started buzzing slowly, causing Rachel to gasp in surprise. The speed of the vibrations began oscillating sending Rachel into moaning ecstasy.

"Be back in a while. Enjoy!" Jack said. Rachel glared at him between moans. Jack winked at her and left the room.

For the next hour, Rachel moaned and squirmed as the device pushed her to the edge of orgasm over and over, but never quite allowed her to come. It was possibly the most exquisite torture she'd ever imagined. She thought it was a bit naive of her kidnapper to think this would send her to confess anything. Even so, she had to admit her pussy was aching to come and she was on the verge of doing just about anything to have that sweet release. Her body was warm with the exertion of the constant pleasure. Her tits had a fine sheen of sweat on them. She'd never felt sexier. If she could just get a hand free, she could cum!

Jack returned to the room. He left the device running as he positioned himself over Rachel and licked the sweat from her body, sucking and nibbling on her heaving breasts . She was nearly in tears wanting to cum so bad. Jack continued this treatment for about ten minutes before he stood up and smiled at her.

"You are delicious!" He pulled the device from his pocket again and flicked the switch. The device sped up to a constant wild vibration. Rachel came almost instantly seeing fireworks behind her eyes. Her nipples hurt they were so hard. After her orgasm faded for a moment she smiled in relief at her release. Jack grinned.

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay
Three Can Play

A few minutes into this, the heavily inebriated Dillon decided he might as well go for broke and stood up. Recalling how Derek was hesitant to give his beautiful girlfriend oral pleasure, Dillon walked behind Madelyne's ass pointing up in the air. He looked at Derek who glanced at him and gave a nod of approval. That was all Dillon needed. He positioned himself behind the girl's gorgeous derrière, pushed the fabric aside and plunged his tongue deep into her wet pussy.

Madelyn moaned on Derek's cock as the older Dillon ate her out just like she'd always dreamed of. She paused to stroke Derek's shaft with her hand as she sucked his balls into her mouth.

"Oh, that feels so good," she moaned encouragement to Dillon between sucks on Derek's scrotum. Madelyn gyrated her hips as Dillon skillfully plied her vagina with his tongue and fingers. Even as good as Madelyn was at giving blow jobs, she was not able to bring Derek off before she had her own gut wrenching orgasm on Dillon's face. Derek was the happy recipient of a vigorous deep throating when Madelyn recovered from cumming on their friend's talented tongue. His cock erupted into her throat and she slurped down every last drop, massaging his balls to get everything she could from his semen factory.

Dillon stood up from his task, smiling. Derek looked at him and gave him a thumbs up. Madelyn smiled and turned around.

"Thanks, Dillon. That was wonderful."

"I think maybe Dillon should have a reward for his effort," Derek said. Madelyn looked at him in shock.

"You mean?" She whispered. Derek nodded his head.

"Fuck her silly, Dillon!" Derek shouted.

"Yeah, fuck me baby!" Madelyn said as sexily as she could. She pulled her shorts down, giving Dillon an unobstructed view of her lovely ass and pussy that he'd only imagined in his wildest dreams. The distinct tan line formed a perfect V pointing to her waiting hole.

Knowing this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, Dillon dropped his shorts and his rock hard cock popped out.

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From Naughty Shorts Vol 4: Voyeurific
- All Work, No Play -

Jacky walked by Dwayne who shut his eyes and shook his head. She stripped off her top and slipped out of her shorts, leaving her white thong on. She got up on the massage table and laid on her front. Dwayne turned around and took in Jacky’s tanned and toned body laying there. He mouthed the words “Martin, you’re a son of a bitch,” and then pulled the bottle of massage oil out of his pocket.

Martin manipulated the remote controls for the alarm system and shut it off without it alerting anyone in the house. He carefully opened the well-oiled back gate and shut it silently behind him. He walked to the edge of the picture window opening into the living room. He stood at exactly the right spot where he could look in, but the sun streaming in masked his presence. He kept the earpiece in so he could listen easily, but watched through the corner of the window at the action going on inside.

Dwayne applied the oil to Jacky’s legs and worked on her muscles there. Jacky moaned.

“That feels really good, Dwayne.”

“Awesome,” Dwayne said . “It should be helping you relax.”

“That’s not exactly what it’s doing,” Jacky purred. Dwayne nodded and put some oil on her back.

“Obviously, we need to work on the tension in your shoulders and neck then.”

Dwayne expertly worked on Jacky’s back, shoulders and neck for a few minutes. Jacky was clenching her fists every once in a while.

“Wow, you are really tense,” Dwayne said. Jacky turned on her side facing Dwayne, exposing her C cup breasts to his view.

“That’s because,” Jacky said as she jumped off the table and grabbed the waistband of Dwayne’s shorts. “I’m so horny I could bust.”

Jacky dragged a protesting Dwayne to the bedroom. Martin moved to the bedroom window where he had an unobstructed view of the entire room, just as he designed it to be. He looked down at his tablet and switched the audio to the bedroom microphones and then looked back in the window.

“Jacky, I don’t think Martin wants this,” Dwayne said.

“He gets me horny for five days in a row, staying out of town and then when he supposed to come home, promises me he’ll be home, he ditches me? Then he sends over his friend who he knows I have the hots for, and you think he doesn’t want this?”

“Well, when you put it that way,” Dwayne said.

Jacky grabbed his hand and thrust it between her legs to her soaked thong.

“That’s not piss Dwayne.”

“Holy shit.”

While Dwayne was distracted by her soaked panties, Jacky grabbed his shorts and underwear and pulled them down. Dwayne’s semi-hard cock popped out. Jacky grabbed his pulsing manhood and began stroking it.

“Oh shit,” Dwayne said as his rod hardened at her touch.

Martin stroked himself through his slacks as he watched the action.

Dwayne shook his head as his hand pressed against Jacky’s pussy through the fabric.

“Fuck it, I warned him,” he said as he slid his thick, dark fingers around the fabric and penetrated Jacky’s wet folds.

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OK - that's enough free previews for most anyone.  Remember, those are not the full stories above - they're just snippets. To get the full, hand jacking erotica for yourself, be sure to check out the entire Fourplay Collection!

Happy Holidays!
Mangus


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The quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa (Amazon Only)

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa (Amazon Only)
Get Your Kink On Vol 1

Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations

Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales

Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
Naughty Shorts Vol 4: Voyeurific
Fourplay Collection Vol 1 (all four Naughty Shorts books in one)

Freely Kinky Volume 1
Diaries of Delicious Sin - Diary of a Cum Slut (Amazon Only)