Dekkagar, Author at NSFW story

Johnny’s Mother, part 2

Read [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/mqtp6g/johnnys_mother_part_1_incest/)

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“My turn,” she says. She looks down at her body and then at him still fully clothed, and adds, “Anytime you feel like it, you can get more comfortable too.

“So Trish and I were college girls, kind of broke, and we would see these ads on Craigslist, which yes was a thing back then. These ads for ‘models and performers.’ Everyone knew what these were, it was San Francisco after all, and there were all sorts of different gigs, you could be a stripper, you could do movies, and the movies paid better. Long story short, we found ourselves one Saturday afternoon at this building South of Market, unmarked. I later learned it was called the Porn Palace.

“Let me get to the good parts. They gave us the outline for a slow-build lezzie scene, and this little dyke picks up a video camera, I mean enormous, like the kind they use to cover breaking news, and says ‘Okay girls, get some.’ Read more »

Johnny’s Mother, part 1 (incest)

Shelly, 38 years old with a body newly burnished from cycling and yoga, has been hanging around the house more and more with no clothes on. At most, a silk bathrobe, yellow and painted with blue, vaguely East Asian temple-like structures, hangs off her shoulders. She ties it when someone’s at the door, a deliveryman or her neighbor Trish, but otherwise it hangs open and anyone could see her strong body, her muscular legs, her breasts. Anyone, she says to herself, catching sight of herself in the full-length mirror in the hallway, the brown hair on her cunt spreading like a tea stain halfway up to her belly button, anyone could see her nakedness.

She is of a mind to make that happen, with her husband long dead, having left her with the password to his Bitcoin wallet, which held a couple hundred of the nearly worthless cryptocurrency he’d bought as a joke in 2012 when the Mayan Apocalypse was supposed to happen, and then forgot about. But he left the password to his wallet with Shelly among the other papers about his life insurance and so on, a lot of assets that looked pathetic compared to the bitcoin which was now worth 20 million dollars or something. Read more »

Lesbian Camp Girls – excerpt 3 [FF; BDSM, masturbation]

*This is the third excerpt from my book Lesbian Camp Girls. What follows is only part of a chapter. The rest of the chapter is probably too extreme even for this subreddit .*

“Oh, Sandy,” Lisa said. “If only you would just touch me like that, be nice to me, the way you were before today.”

“Sweetheart,” Sandy said, “I will be nice to you. I’ll touch you so gently, so much, that you’ll never stop coming. I’ll do so many things to you and make you feel so good that you’ll think the world ended. And I’ll kiss you over and over again, push my tongue into your mouth and wrap my lips around your tongue and whisper to you again and again how pretty you are and how much I love being with you.”

She stepped back. “As soon as your punishment is over.”

She took a step to the side of Lisa, closing the knife and tossing it back onto her jeans. “Now there’s one thing you have to do,” she said. Sandy pulled her hand back and struck the other girl on the butt. A slap echoed through the clearing. Read more »

Brothers watch each other (MM, incest, drugs, pee)

When I was about 25, I visited my older brother Greg who had moved to another city a few years earlier. Greg and I had never had a particularly close relationship but we got along better as adults than we had as kids, and I was looking forward to the visit.

The day after I got there was Saturday of a three day weekend. We had talked about going hiking, but it was raining a little and we decided to try the next day. Since we had nothing to do, Greg said, “Well, we could do what I usually do on weekend afternoons, which is to get high and watch old movies.”

He brought out a baggie of mushrooms. I had tried them only once or twice before and I liked the effect. He cut them up and put them in a blender with some fruit smoothie from a bottle, poured the mixture into glasses, and we drank it down. I asked how long it would take to come on and he said, “You never know with mushrooms.” Read more »

Lesbian Camp Girls — excerpt 2

*First excerpt is* [*here*](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lir23z/lesbian_camp_girls/)*.*

One of the things that the campers had to do was help out in the dining hall. A few days into the camp session, it was Unit 1’s turn. In the late afternoon, Lisa and Casey led their girls up the hill to the dining hall in the center of the camp.

They put the girls to work setting the tables, and then went into the kitchen to see if the cooks needed any help. “You can cut the cheese,” someone said. The two Ponies were given a long orange block of cheese and a strange knife to cut it with.

“It has two handles,” Casey explained. “Here, you hold this end and I hold this end. The blade’s in the middle. Now we cut the cheese together, see?”

“I get it.” The two luscious bunkmates hung onto either end of the knife and sent it sinking through the huge block of cheese.

“This is what I’ve always wanted, to be on opposite ends of some long hard thing with you,” Casey whispered loudly. Read more »

Lesbian Camp Girls

*This book is intended to be both pornography and an affectionate homage—almost a parody, yet real porn—to the wild pulp paperback porn that was so ubiquitous in the 1970s and 80s. Supplanted by the advent of the cheap porn video, this pulp porn was one of the main media for pornography then. It was what the self‑conscious “erotica” of the day specifically was not—it was nasty, rude, usually very embarrassing, and a lot of fun. It commonly had a faux‑naïve tone, especially the stuff about teenage girls. I try to capture that here.*

Lesbian Camp Girls
Chapter 1

“BYE MOM! Bye Dad!”

Lisa waved as her parents drove away down the road through the trees out of summer camp. Her slender 18 year old body balanced on tiptoes and she waved until they were out of sight.

Then she turned around and smiled with delight. She was back at her beloved Camp Sunup, where she’d spent a month every summer since she was 8.

She’d grown from being just a little girl like one of the dozens scampering happily around her to a lovely young woman—who was still enough of a girl to know that summer was for fun, and enough of a woman to know that fun could be more than playing Capture the Flag. Read more »