Thanks for the Interview, Christina

I want to say thanks to Christina Harding for interviewing me about The Book of Real & Imaginary Girlfriends. Read the interview.

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Christina Harding Erotica Interviews me about The Book of Real and Imaginary Girlfriends

Christina Harding Erotica: The Book of Real and Imaginary Girlfriends by Moct...: Genre: Poetry Amazon Book Description: What goes on behind closed doors? What goes on in the shadows of alley ways? This book of...

Triangulum Stain: Attack of the Replicating Alien Dildos

This is the cover, which was censored, to Triangulum Stain. 

The government is on the scene. MIBs have been dispatched. Freak Force Five is on its way in a supersonic jet. Why? There is an agent in the air from a capsule returning from space. It is an extraterrestrial agent that gets into men’s liquid. That's right. When a man ejaculates he creates a monster. Today, in Beaver Lick, Arizona, when a man finishes, he falls into a deep sleep and the liquid stain turns into an living, moving silicone-made sentient Alien Dildo that preys on young women so they can asexually reproduce. 

Triangulum Stain is a campy story about how a team of scientists created to stop outbreaks, a few civilians wrong place wrong time, and some super-trained female Women in Black, each with a peculiar and amazing skill, try to take on this weird Alien Agent. These Alien Dildos want to takeover Earth. Will the human race survive or will we all be sexed to death? Finding out is a fun thrill-ride. 

The story is Michael Crichton meets Mika Tan. It is the new one from Moctezuma Johnson.

5-star review (currently one of nine like this)

I did not have high expectations when I purchased the Kindle version of the The Book of Real and Imaginary Girlfriends. The cover certainly did nothing to change that perception. My interest was piqued because I have never read a collection of erotic poems yet, even though I am very well read on erotic fiction. I was in the mood for something different.

Well, my expectations were met. Some of the poems were downright dirty. There are some XXX scenes that are too blunt I can actually vividly picture them in my head. Up till now, I am unsure if I have totally erased those images from my mind.

However, I cannot help but notice that the poems are still well-rooted in a literary tradition. Somehow, even though the sex scenes were depicted colorfully, you can sense a touch of class and sensitivity. The sex scenes are so replete of emotions, such as loss and longing that as a reader, I cannot help but feel carried away.

I certainly did not expect the book to touch on my emotional side. I could have never imagined erotic poems would feel so deep and real, let alone to captivate my mental and emotional senses. However, some of the poems in this little collection certainly did. The ones where Amy was mentioned were particularly touching that it leaves me wondering if Amy is a real girlfriend of the writer.

So will I venture and purchase another collection of erotic poems by this writer? Even if some of the poems were too direct, blunt, and vulgar for my taste, certainly.

--Frank Polinsky

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Skullfucking, a thing of the past?

You can expect to hear it how it is from me. You know that.

She was angry because I was gathering all our money like a squirrel with nuts to pay off her steep credit card charges. She wanted to get her nails done before a trip to Thailand. I said no. She tried to do her own nails yesterday for hours. They chipped. She was mad. When I woke up today she lectured me in my error: I should have let her do her nails. I said I think no polish is better for the beach. Anyway, I was sick of talking about nails. She exploded. She banged her coffee mug on the table. She cleaned up the baby's tracks by slamming them into a box. I held out 90,000₩ in cash. "Here, take it. Go get them done."

"Fuck you," she said. Then she was pushing me. I sat down on the couch. She tried to choke me.

All over nails. 

She retreated to the bedroom. I stayed with my son under the covers on the couch. "You can take your fingers out of your ears now. It's over. I'm not mad." 

He pointed at himself, "I'm not mad too!"

In the old days I would have stormed in there, ordered her to kneel, and skullfucked her brutally. That was our unspoken punishment for her berating me. Now I'd have to wait. Instead, I did the dishes and prepared the cat's food. 

How life has changed. Without the skullfucking I'm not getting anything out of this relationship.

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