Sorry guys. Hopefully soon.

In the meantime, here’s Prologue to the Battered Lamp a few weeks early. I’m really excited about this story. There’s no sex in the prologue, but chapter one will definitely make up for that! b0b is beta reading the Battered Lamp for me, so thanks to him for taking the time out of his schedule to do some proofreading and catching the stupid mistakes that always seem to creep through.

Hey everyone,

Tomorrow will see the final chapter of the Devil’s Pact released: The Fall of Rome. The Epilogue will be released on the following day. I hope you guys find the ending satisfying.

On Saturday, Ghost of Paris Chapter 7, which took first place in the poll, will be released and I’ll be switching to releasing on Saturday. See the release schedule in the forum for what’s coming up. I’ll have a new poll up soon.

Today I also released Cuckolding the Cheat (Naughty Wives 3). Frank and Evie are joined by Cherry and are up to a lot of naughty fun! Wife Watching, Exhibitionism, Phone Sex, Cheating spouses, Secret Webcasts. Coupon on the sidebar to the right.

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Take care,

J.

Hey guys

Just had my first review for Roleplay Gone Wrong, check it out at the Delinquent Cheerleaders blog. Check out her blog and her works, their hot!

Also check out my new, free erotica ‘A Virgin Possessed’ over at lushstories. It’s my entry in the supernatural short story completion.

I’ve been editing the Battered Lamp this morning, and I thought I’d post a preview

The Battered Lamp Preview

He dripped water on the foyer, soaked by the deluge. Fatima laughed at him.

“Wet outside?” his impish, little sister asked, a grin on her round face.

Fatima had the same, strange racial mixture as Kyle. Round face and almond-shaped eyes from their Japanese father, but her rich brown skin and dark lashes came from their Kurdish mother. She was fourteen[sixteen], and blossoming into a beautiful flower that often fueled his fantasy, and left him feeling guilty afterward.

“You’re home early,” she taunted. “Did Christy blow you off? I bet you wanted her to blow you instead!”

“Fatima!” snapped their mother. “Don’t tease your brother. His date clearly went bad. Do you want a hug? Come here, let mommy make it all feel better.”

The mischievous grin on his mother’s face belied her motherly tone. She was beautiful, strong cheekbones and sultry eyes framed by dark-brown, almost black, hair. At thirty-seven, she was stunning, a ripened beauty, and Kyle’s cock twitched in his pants. He wondered if he would be thinking of Christy or his mom when he jerked off. Maybe both together…

“Her parent’s texted her to come home early,” he sighed. “But thanks for all the sympathy. It’s only my birthday.”

“Is it?” she asked, tapping her cheek. “I think you might have mentioned that once or twice.”

“Yeah, once or twice every minute!” Fatima laughed.

“That sounds right,” his mom nodded.

“Was I that bad?”

“Worse.” she answered, then hugged him. Her lush body pressing against him did little to help his aching balls out. “Now go upstairs, and get out of those wet clothes!”

“Sure.”

“And happy birthday.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“Have fun polishing your pole!” his bratty sister chortled.

He froze, feeling his blood rise in his cheeks. “I’m n-not gonna.”

She just grinned like an imp, jerking her right hand almost casually.

“You’re one to judge,” his mom said. “I know a certain, young lady who has started taking extraordinary long showers since we got that shower massager.”

Fatima blushed darkly. “Mom!”

“If you can’t take it, then don’t dish it.” She turned to Kyle. “Have a good night, dear.”

His cheeks still burning, he trudged through the living room. An image of his sister, her dusky-brown body beading with water as she rubbed the shower head against her pussy, flooded his mind. Her back would arch, her brown nipples hardening atop budding breasts. She would gasp soft and sweet, her dark lashes fluttering, as her orgasm crashed through her.

He shook his head, trying to banish the image, and his eyes fell on his parent’s wedding picture. Dad stood in his dress uniform, a young Lieutenant in the Army next to his mom in her white wedding dress. They looked so happy together. It sometimes snuck up on Kyle that his dad had been dead for five years, killed in Iraq leading his company against insurgents. That’s one of the reasons Kyle planned on joining the Army. He told his mom it was for college, they would pay for it while he served in the ROTC, but he really wanted to follow in his dad’s footsteps and make him proud.

Kyle’s lust, and his very aching cock, didn’t allow for a longer reflection though, and he headed upstairs; his sock and imagination awaited him. His room was clean, unlike most of his friends. The bed neatly made, ready for a military inspection, and the floor wasn’t littered with dirty clothes or books or garbage. His laptop rested on his desk next to a lamp and a pencil cup. A few video game posters decorated one wall, and his TV hung above his dresser. His Xbox perched atop his dresser next to the brass lamp he had bought yesterday. Everything in his room set in its proper place the way his dad had ingrained in him as a child.

Kyle’s eyes fell on the battered, brass lamp, and still wasn’t sure what had drawn him to it. He had been in the Antique section of downtown Puyallup, picking up his grandfather’s watch for his mom from a repair shop, when he caught a glint through the window. He walked into Curious Treasures, marched right up to the lamp, and when he had touched it, he knew he had to have it. There was something special about it, a spark of energy that touched the very core of his being. The lamp had been priced sixty bucks—most of the birthday money his Oba-chan, his father’s mother, had given him—he didn’t even hesitate to buy it.

He still wasn’t sure what he would do with it, or even why he spent so much money on it. It looked like one of those Arabic lamps from that Disney cartoon, made of plain brass, and clearly old, with dents and creases pockmarking the surface. The best use he could come up with was an incense holder. He pulled out a frankincense stick—his mother had been burning them since he was a child, and Kyle was quite fond of the scent—lit it, and stuck it into the lamp’s spout, filling the room with a sweet, piercing scent.

He dropped his pants, stretched out on his bed, found his grimy sock, and started jerking his cock. He imagined Christy kneeling on his bed, her tongue lapping at his shaft while her hazel eyes looked adoringly up at him. Then his mom would walk in and join his girlfriend, her tongue—

The whooshing sound jolted him out of his fantasy. He looked around his room for the source; panic surged through him as thick smoke poured out of the lamp, swirling into the center of his room. Then he froze. What kind of smoke was yellow? A dusty smell, like sand baked in the sun, hit him; it reminded him of the family trip to the Grand Canyon before his dad’s last deployment.

The yellow smoke—no, it’s dust, he realized—swirled down to his floor, staying in a tight mass. His jaw dropped, too stunned by the dust’s strange behavior to be scared. It gathered in a single cloud about the size of a curled up person, whirling faster and faster, howling like a fierce storm. The hair on his arms stood up, static electricity charging the air. The dust coalesced like a star being born in a nebula.

A girl was born.

Take care,

J.

Hey everyone,

Hope you all enjoy Ghost of Paris Six! There’s a new poll up, Cindy’s Interview won the last pull, and will be released after Chapter 48: The Patriot’s Blood. This chapter is all about Noel.

Just some words on the scheduling order: Chapter 48, Cindy’s Interview, Chapter 49, then First place in the poll. After that Chapters 50-53 and epilogue will be released one after the other. Once the main story is finished, there’ll be a larger poll and the first, second, and third place stories will be released, and then I’ll start releasing the Battered Lamp, with alternating short stories like before.

I have started working on transforming the Devil’s Pact into something publishable. There are a few ebook retailer that will let you publish incest, but none will let you publish under 18 (even though there are mainstream books, Game of Thrones for instances, that contains detailed and graphic sex scenes between a thirteen year old girl and a man in his early thirties). I’m aging everyone under 18 to to 18 and reworking the first part. There’s a prologue, a few scenes before Mark makes his pact, and Tiffany’s going to get a mini-story arc weaved through the beginnings where she tackles another warlock.

Lastly, I’m working on a published work called ‘My Fallen Angel’ which is a mind-control harem story, that will have all the sex and action that the Devil’s Pact has. It is not set in the same universe, the angels and demons work a lot differently. Bill’s dreams are coming true, and the girl he has a crush on falls under the sway of a succubus, so Bill steps up, with the help of a redhead that wants to be dominated by a strong man, to free Cynthia, not knowing that he’s stepping into a power struggle between Heaven and Hell that will change the world.

Please follow me on twitter and like me on facebooks, there are links at the bottom of the post, and if you want to support my writing, click on the smashwords link and look for an ebook that interests you, or buy one of my published works. Naughty Wife’s Surprise is $.99 cents with the coupon still. Click the link on the right hand sidebar to check it out. Evie agrees to be her husband’s sex slave and strips naked in a parking garage, and comes home to find another slave fucking her husband.

I will be posting a free story in a short-story contest at lushstories.com. It’s called the Virgin Possessed, about a repressed virgin on the eve of her wedding who gets possessed by a demon that teaches her just how much fun sex is. I hope you’ll all support me, I’ll need ten votes to get past the first round so the judges will actually consider it. I hope to have that posted any day now, it’s with my editor. And then I’ll send him Chapter 49.

Take care,

J.

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