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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 15h

For #Kinktober 15, a #taboo #erotica excerpt from “Mom, Aunt Pen, and Me” The scene: Nomi names her toys, and “Chonky Boy” has a remote with a basic speed setting. Nomi and her aunt are watching Nomi’s mom take Chonky for a test ride. Read more, only at Smashwords! www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...

An excerpt by Lila Pounder:
"Move over, Nomi." Pen shoved my shoulder. "Let's watch my sister together." She pushed me aside, slid into the chair, then pulled me into her lap.
Wow.
Mom lay flat on her back in front of us with her knees drawn up. She rubbed Chonky along her wet folds.
I held his remote out to Pen. "Would you like to drive, Auntie?"
I could hear that she was pleased to be asked. "No. You may drive, Nomi."
I leaned back against Pen. She hooked my knees over hers, so she could pry my legs open. But she didn't start fingering me yet, she teased my breasts, squeezing gently and circling my nipples.
Mom dipped Chonky's tip into her, and I nudged his throttle, just a little.
"Ooh, Chonky!" Mom seemed to like it.
One of Pen's hands snaked under my butt and found the base of the dildo still embedded in my ass. She rocked it back and forth a little.
"Whoah," I gasped. Pen hesitated, wary of a yellow flag. I hastened to reassure her. "I love it Auntie, that feels really good."
Mom started fucking herself in earnest. I matched her tempo as best I could, increasing the strength when it was deepest in her, dialing back as she drew the toy out.
Pen was also matching our tempo, sliding the toy in my ass to the same rhythm.
Mom quickly caught on to my game. She sank Chonky all the way in and left him there. I put him on maximum intensity, and left him there.
Pen pinched my nipple with her free hand.
Mom's mouth made a sharp "oh," shape like she was surprised, then her eyes rolled back and her lips slackened.
"Are you going to come, Mommy?" I demanded. "Are you going to come for my Chonky Boy?"
She was already beyond words, but managed to nod.
Then Mom started screaming again, a sharply escalating howl, as Chonky and I got her off again.
Pen and I let her rest for a minute. "My turn," I demanded when I thought she'd recovered enough.
"My turn," Pen said, nearly at the same time.
I looked over my shoulder, and we exchanged a glance. There was really no need to choose.

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 1d

Sorry to hear that, but thanks for letting me know of another pen name. Be well.

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 1d

...Merri’s #Kinktober 14 experiment continues... #taboo #erotica
This is an excerpt from an unpublished novella, “The Secret Bookshelf.” But if you wanna you can read another excerpt from it, “Ad Placement,” featuring #FolgerCest and free to read at Smashwords! www.smashwords.com/books/view/1... 2/2

An erotic vignette by Lila Pounder continues…
I did. It wasn't bad. Salty, a little bit acrid. Not nearly as nasty as cheap tequila, and God knows I'd swallowed plenty of that.
I pushed my panties toward my knees. My piss arced over my boobs, and wow! That felt unexpectedly awesome. Hot, literally and figuratively. I pushed myself farther up the wall, and holy fuck, I got my tongue into the stream. I didn't think I'd ever felt so deliciously dirty. I wanted more now, but my flow was already beginning to slacken. I jammed three fingers into my pissy cunt and rubbed my pissy clit with my other hand. Hard, harder than I usually liked it. I was so keyed up I was almost there right away.
I was coming, coming so hard, with piss all over my chest, tingling my nostrils, my tongue. Piss soaking the towel under me. Coming so hard in my parents' shower, thinking about them coming, pissing, together.
I collapsed into a quivering heap for a minute or two, then I stood up. I turned on the shower. I peeled off my sticky panties, and rinsed them and the towel out in my parents' gloriously high-pressure water.
All the evidence of my misdeeds swirled down the drain. I got myself all clean, like it had never happened. I wrung my panties and the towel out a bit and tossed them in the hamper.
And then the next couple glasses of water hit.
Oops!
So I did it all over again, except this time I wasn't tentative about it. I pissed on my chest, I closed my eyes tight, pissed all over my face, and licked the salty gold from my lips. I frigged myself hard and fingered my joy buzzer, and I came, I came, I came.

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 1d

NGL #Kinktober 14 I’ve been looking forward to this one! Last night Merri, home to petsit for parents while they are on a cruise, found a secret bookshelf full of old school porn paperbacks in her parents’ room. With a lot of golden shower action! She’s suddenly very curious... #taboo #erotica 1/2

An erotic vignette by Lila Pounder
Saturday I woke up feeling dehydrated and cranky. I fed the cats, who were also cranky. I made coffee, and got some breakfast – thankfully, the kitchen was not the rich-person food desert I feared, maybe they had a cook by now, too. And I drank a couple glasses of water.
I had a kinky thought. You'll never guess! (I'm sure you've already guessed.) I settled myself on the couch with one of the fuck books, but I was too distracted to read.
I drank more water, but I still didn't need to pee, so I drank even more water. I didn't need to pee yet, so I chugged a few more glasses.
This was my first lesson about urolagnia: you gotta plan ahead a little bit.
When the urge to pee finally hit me, I scurried up stairs to the big shower in the primary suite. Seriously, that thing is the size of an elevator. You could fit a dozen people in it, easily.
Suddenly I wondered if my folks had. Were my parents swingers? Did they fuck all over that sterile-looking living room? Did they have piss-soaked shower orgies?
Fuck!
I peeled off my top, but left my panties on. I threw one of their thick plush towels down near the wall of the shower. I lay down on it, with my butt pressed up against the wall, my legs arching over my head. I stared right at my panties, and started to let loose. It felt good to release the pressure that had built up. A dark spot appeared on my panties, widened, spread. Pee started to trickle down from my hem across my tummy. The warmth felt good. It tickled a bit, but I didn't mind.
My stream strengthened. My panties were really soaked now. I rubbed them for a second, getting my finger tips wet. I brought my dripping finger to my lips, extended a cautious tongue.
Am I really going to taste my own pee?

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 2d

At least half the fun of these #Kinktober prompts is writing a little outside my usual. Here’s a little pet play vignette #erotica

A vignette by Lila Pounder:
"I'm called away to attend to certain matters." The woman's voice on the phone was crisp and precise, even through the shitty speakers of my beat-up Versa. "And need to arrange—care—for my dogs."
"That's what we're here for," I chirped.
"My dogs are—unusual. As are their requirements."
"All pets are special," I said. "We'll set up time to meet you and your dogs, make sure we understand their needs."
"Now would be convenient."
This wasn't something we did. But she sounded so accustomed to command, to being obeyed. If I'm honest, my pussy was already wet. "Where are you?"
"Wilton."
That was ridiculous. But I had dogs to walk in Trumbull later, in more or less the same direction at least. If I switched with my next appointment I could make it. "Give me your address."
It turned out to be on a winding wooded road, huge houses set far back, acres of land each. I whistled softly, and mentally doubled my rate.
When she opened the door I tripled it.
She was fiftyish, gray hair piled high and spiked heels adding to her height. Her dress was knee-length black latex.
Her lips twitched as she watched me take her in. "I did my research," she admonished. "It indicated that you, in particular, might be amenable to my dogs' needs."
I swallowed. "Let's meet them," I suggested. "And we'll see."
"They're walked on a private run." She led me across the flagstones of the entry and down a long hall. "And their pens are here."
I saw six large cages, each with a man ranging from his 30s to 40s, all on their hands and knees. Muzzles over their mouths, puppy ears jutting up from their heads. Paw mittens over their hands, pads under their knees.
Chastity cage around their cocks.
An assortment of leashes and collars hung on the walls. Crops too, and a cat'o'nine tails.
They turned to look as we entered. One man's eyes traveled up my jeans, and lingered. "Bad dog!" I snapped, and he whimpered.
I grinned at their mistress. "I think we can do business," I said.

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 3d

i’m terrified all the time (not trans but not cis either), on the literal edge of screaming, and just writing the weirdest horniest most fucked up shit I can come up with*. like, fuck you! you’re gonna censor me? i’m gonna give you something goddamn worth censoring.
*within my limits

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 3d

#Kinktober day 12 is feet. Served with a side of #femdom and #cuckold #erotica

A vignette by Lila Pounder:
I guess you could say I have a foot-fetish-fetish.
Nobody'd ever called me beautiful, or even pretty. The best I got was "cute," sometimes with a side of "you'd be prettier if you'd smile more." Funny how that never made me smile.
But when I started wearing open-toed sandals, everything changed. Now I had a stable of fans, tipping me hundreds for every show, and sending me shoes by the truck load. I performed with a pink ribbon tied over my eyes, an earpiece whispering the chat transcript in my ear.
And I had Rick. And Rick had oil money, and a foot kink that flooded my pussy.
When I got home I inspected the shoe room, like always. I smelled jizz as soon as I walked in, like always. I found the soiled pair of heels on the back wall, third shelf up. Red sparkly things, tacky and luxe, a big glob of translucent goo on both soles.
I inhaled the rich scent, and resisted the temptation to lap up Rick's offering myself. I hadn't liked cum much back when I was sucking cock for cash, but now that I hardly ever tasted it, it was like ambrosia.
Rick was in the den, flicking through football highlights on the big TV, pretending he didn't know what I'd been looking for, or why I had a pair of heels dangling from my fingertips.
"Pig," I said, and he shut off the TV.
I held the shoes out. "Look at the mess you made." He turned his head slowly, his face wrinkling with disgust. "They're expensive," I snapped. "And ruined. Try to clean them, pig."
I pulled out my phone while Rick diligently slurped up his cum. The third number I dialed answered. I put it on speaker.
"Yes, Queen," the man said.
"When was the last time you came?" I demanded.
"Tuesday, Queen." He hesitated. "You gave me permission," he ventured.
"I did," I acknowledged. "You may come anoint me. My pig will watch."
"Yes, Queen!"
"And if he behaves himself, the pig may clean my feet."
Rick allowed himself a small smile. But he didn't know yet what good behavior would require of him tonight.

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 4d

mornin’ #Kinktober 11 how d’you feel about.... salad fucking? (aka object insertion kink). Celia thinks she’s gonna seduce her bestie’s dad, Mr. Peters. But Darby has set her up. And things are about to get wild...
This #taboo #erotica excerpt is from “Pinky Swear” www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...

An excerpt from “Pinky Swear,” by Lila Pounder
"You girls play by traffic light rules, right?”
“I guess you heard that on the recording, too, huh?”
“Actually, that was part of the birds and bees talk my wife and I gave Celia. It’s very important to establish trust and consent in sex, especially if any rough play is involved. I like the traffic light system because it gives someone a chance to say when they’re close to crossing a boundary line, instead of waiting until it’s passed.”
She nodded. “Right, green means ‘go’, yellow means ‘go slow’ . . .”
“And red means ‘stop’. I hope you don’t play with anyone who doesn’t respect those rules, Celia, there are some very unscrupulous people in the world who will take advantage. But how's the road ahead now?”
"All green. I’m a bit taken aback. I thought I came here to seduce you! But, yeah, the light is green."
“Excellent.” Peters turned around to pick up a cutting board from the counter behind him. It was full of assorted vegetables and a few fruits. “These are all nice and clean, I used an antibacterial wash on them, so you won’t have any unpleasant aftereffects.”
“Uh, what?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Dick Peters grinned broadly. “I want to watch you fuck yourself with every one of these, Celia.”
“The fuck?” Celia’s eyes narrowed. “Have you been spying on me?”
“No.” Peters picked up the digital recorder and advanced it to the next bookmark.
“Loves to stuff herself with carrots, squash, cucumbers, anything.” Darby's voice said. “She's a real salad fucker!"
“Hunh.” Celia’s eyes swept over the assortment. She’d never used celery on herself before. There was even an eggplant, although it was one of the small Japanese ones. She looked up at Dick Peters’ lustful eyes. She knew she was getting even wetter.
“How is your traffic signal, Celia?”
She took a deep breath. Was she really going to do this? She was. “Still green.”

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 5d

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 5d

I would understand if you did, but I would be so sad. 😭

What I hope is that we see a split in the market, the people who are happy with the AI sludge make it and read it, and those of us who value craft, uh, buy each other’s books and slowly starve, I guess. But with integrity, damnit!

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Stephani Del Rey @stephanidelrey.com · 5d

#kinktober day 10

Ticking a few boxes here

#praise #degradation #chains

Read the full story: www.amazon.com/Shared-Trade...

Ebook quote from Shared at the Trade Show by Stephani Del Rey:

He tugged on the chain, jerking my head back. 'Go on. Suck him off.'
My mind reeled, and a wave of heat flooded through my pussy. 'But why...?' I whined, twisting round.
He slipped his hand between my legs, his voice a deep growl.
'Because you're going to be my good fucking girl, who does everything she's told. Aren't you, sweetheart?'

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 5d

And then—
y’know what I’m not sure Didi is really THAT good at degradation. I bet Aunt Pen is, though...
Much more of Didi and Kiki in “Mom, Aunt Pen, Kiki, and Me,” two very #taboo #erotica novellas, only available at Smashwords www.smashwords.com/books/byseri...

An excerpt from “Me, Aunt Pen, and Kiki” by Lila Pounder continues:
"Aunt Dysnomia." I was named after the Greek goddess of lawlessness, and proud of it. I didn't love that it was also the name of a form of aphasia, but at least it wasn't one that everybody knew.
"Sorry, Aunt Dysnomia," she said meekly.
"That's better," I acknowledged, but then I sharpened my tone again. "Such a little slut, spanking gets your pussy all wet."
I kept my nails short too, a safe, comfortable pussy-frigging length. I shoved two into her.
"I'm sorry," she cooed. "I can't help it."
"Such a bad girl." It came out sounding like praise, oops. I firmed my voice. "What am I going to do with you?"
"I don't know, Aunt Dysnomia," she sighed happily.
I got up and pushed my shorts and unsexy, driving-all-day panties down briskly. "Turn over."
She flopped onto her back and I climbed on top of her, my knees on either side of her ears, so I could look down into her wide brown eyes.
"Eat me, Kiki Slut. Lick my pussy and make me come."

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 5d

(if you buy it now you’ll get the update FREE by the way)
And now for some degradation - Didi has found a woman her own age in her Aunt Pen’s home. And first—

An excerpt from “Me, Aunt Pen, and Kiki” by Lila Pounder
I shoved her toward the couch, a long sleek black leather thing, and she collapsed on to it. Face down, ass up. Perfect.
I straddled her, facing her feet, pulled those booty shorts down greedily, and spread her knees. No panties. "Fuck, girl you're going to get some nasty-ass infections going commando."
"Pen doesn't like me to wear panties," she mumbled into the cushion. "She gives me, um, a special supplement against infections."
That sounded wrong too, but I would feel conflicted about it later. Not now. I was kneading those fantastic hemispheres for a few seconds before I remembered I was supposed to be administering punishment.
"Little slut, pussy hanging out," I hissed as I swatted her. "Delinquent tramp, getting stoned."
She moaned and ground her pelvis into the couch as I spanked. Good thing it was easy-to-clean leather, because she was already so wet I could smell her.
Delicious.
I was mesmerized by my fingerprints blooming red, then slowly fading on her ass, the percussive crack of my hands on her butt, like hitting a snare drum.
She looked up at me over her shoulder. "You're not old enough to be my mom," she challenged.
"Old enough to be your aunt," I countered.
Her lips twitched. "That'll work."
"Speak to your aunt with respect," I ordered.
"Sorry, Aunt Didi."

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 5d

#Kinktober 10 Praise and Degredation? mmkay Lila can do BOTH #taboo #erotica Molly’s stepdad and his younger boyfriend like to roleplay Uncle/Nephew; Molly and her stepdad are watching video of them. This is a brand new scene I’m adding to “Daddy’s Doll Doubled” www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...

An excerpt from “Daddy’s Doll Doubled” by Lila Pounder
Lee crouched over Screen-Dad, lining his head up with the waiting hole, and began to push in. I tightened my fist around Couch-Dad’s prick, and Couch-Dad’s fingers traced around my outer labia. Dad was such a fucking tease.
“It’s so big,” Screen-Dad gasped, and I didn’t think it was all for show. I loved watching Dad’s sphincter stretched wide. I loved being stretched just like that.
“Relax for me,” Lee said. “That’s a good uncle. You can take it, can’t you?”
Screen-Dad nodded against the carpet. “I can take it,” he whispered as Lee worked his prick deeper. “I can be a good uncle.”
“Pause,” I told the screen. I needed to be good girl for Daddy. I needed it right fucking now.
I had to shove the couch out of the way. I knelt on the floor, my chin propped on one hand. I had to roll my eyes up to see the screen, but I could keep watching.
Daddy crouched behind me, on knee up and one on the floor.
“Fuck!” I yelped at his first shove.
“Be a good girl for Daddy.” His tone was harsh but he stroked my hair gently. “You can take it, I know you can.”
“Yes,” I said, my eyes shut tight, not entirely faking. I had the best, the biggest Daddy.
He worked himself in slowly, until his thighs ground into mine. I sighed, and waggled my ass, letting him know how very okay I was. “Am I good girl, Daddy?”
“The best,” he assured me. “Daddy’s goodest girl, with the hottest, tightest asshole.”
I opened my eyes and looked up at the screen. “Resume.”
“That’s it,” Lee and Couch-Dad—well, Floor-Dad, now—said together, completely obscene stereo. “You’re taking my cock so well.”

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 6d

and then Didi gets together with her mom, and Pen. This one is available with GS/WS action in the gold edition www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...
but if that’s not among your kinks, the silver edition skips those scenes www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...
Lila aims to please all ( #taboo ) cummers 😜

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 6d

oh i guess yesterday was international lesbian day? i am not an international lesbian. and i won’t swear that all the women in these stories are lesbian, but i will swear that the action is 100% sapphic #taboo #erotica
First, Didi visits her aunt & meets Kiki: www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 6d

and I love that the bi-guy versions of “MILF club” and “Tentacle Grandpa” consistently outsell the “straight” versions
Anyway “Literal” is half off for the next month with coupon M2FMU only at smashwords
www.smashwords.com/books/view/9...

The Literal Opposite Of

College kid Len and his girlfriend watch from a roof as her brother seduces his brother on a backyard sleepover. But who put this plan in motion? A short, scorchingly kinky story of first-time bi expl...

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 6d

not to be real on main or anything, but I was always told that I could sell “straight” erotica (including “girl on girl”) OR “gay” erotica with exclusively guy-guy stuff. “Opposite” was the first story where I dared to mix it up, and I’m delighted that the bi stories have found a modest audience

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 6d

#Kinktober 9 Nature/Outdoors #taboo #erotica #bisexual
Len and Mash are sititng on a roof, spying on Jay and Todd, who are having a backyard sleep out. There’s gonna be some dick sucking in a minute, and you can read all about it in “The Literal Opposite Of” www.smashwords.com/books/view/9...

An excerpt from “The Literal Opposite Of” by Lila Pounder
UP ON THE ROOF
Len and Mash are lying on top of the garage roof in front of its dormer window, semi-dressed, a thin strip of shingle between them. (Turns out shingles don't feel good on a naked butt.) The boys would have to tilt their heads really far back to see them, but they've got a good view of the boys, although they can't really hear much of what they're saying. The Patterson's place looms darkly behind the back fence. Anyone in that house with, say, a pair of binoculars could see Len and Mash easily enough, but the curtains are drawn. Crawling from the garage attic (still Len's room, while he's home from college) onto the roof is like entering world tangent to the normal one, where it seems like you can observe, but not be observed.
Len took, like, just a couple hits of bud before Mash came over, mostly so he wouldn't cum too soon. He's not mellow from it; he's in the headspace where he's super aware of the long jagged shadows of the grass (which needs cutting) and the trees. He can almost see the shadows changing shape, inch by inch, as the moon continues to rise. The shadows make lots of tangents to other shapes. He likes that word, tangent. Maybe he's higher than he thought. He drops a hand onto Mash's thigh. She picks it up, sets it on the roof.
"Just wait," she stage whispers, turning and leaning toward him, so he can feel the promise of her breath in his ear. "This will be good."
Len likes Mash a lot, but she intimidates him. This is a new thing for him, being intimidated by a girl he's banging, but he's digging it.

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 7d

2/2 the conclusion of #Kinktober Day 8 ...

A vignette by Lila Pounder concludes
A handful of women were already seated, being licked out. Livy recognized Harper, from People Ops—they called it HR, here, she remembered—was just getting her arse licked, and one of the others was getting done at both ends.
Charlotte shucked out of her jeans, and sat on a nearby seat. She wrapped her hands around a shiny bald head, and pulled it hard into her crotch. "Lick my pussy, fucker," she hissed. She smiled up at Livy. "You call it 'fanny' don't you? If you say 'lick my fanny,' you'll get a tongue up your—bumhole, you call it?"
"That's so dirty," Livy said. But she could feel herself getting wet.
"It is." Charlotte's voice was a luxurious purr as the bald man lapped her folds. "So deliciously dirty. And don't feel bad about using them, Livy" Charlotte assured her. "These men worked tirelessly to destroy the bodily autonomy of women and queer people. But this is what they wanted. They all chose this as part of the Kavanaugh Accords. Good behavior reduces their sentences."
"Really," Livy said speculatively. "Well, in that case—" she pushed down her skirt and her knickers, and settled her thighs onto one of the seats. It looked odd, but it was more comfortable than she'd expected.
"Go on then," Livy told the pair of men waiting under her. "Tongue both my fannies, you cunts."

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 7d

#Kinktober Day 8. Facesitting, you say? #taboo #consensual #erotica with more #femdom than fits in one alt-text, oops. 1/2

A vignette by Lila Pounder begins
Charlotte tapped Livy's shoulder. "Break time!"
Livy looked up at her supervisor. "I don't really need a break."
Charlotte's eyebrow climbed. "Oh, but you want a break. This is federally-mandated break time. Best thing about the Reunited States."
"All right, then." Livy, newly arrived from the UK, was still very conscious of trying to fit in with her new country's customs. She stood and followed Charlotte down the hall.
"You did say you were single, didn't you? Although most American girls say the break room doesn't count."
Livy shook her head. "No, I'm not seeing anyone at the moment. But what—" she broke off as the break room door opened, and the distinct odor of sexual arousal wafted out.
The break room scene was like something out of De Sade. There were rows of curious seats, each open at both ends, like a pair of parentheses, and the openings were occupied by men's upward pointing faces, almost as if they were part of the chair, forming a closed ring. The men must be stood upon some sort of subfloor, Livy realized, with their heads and shoulders protruding up through openings. Each man was wearing a dull metal collar with bright green inset LEDs reading "I consent."

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 8d

hey #Kinktober day 7 does it count as “Hypno” if I’m just pretending? This teaser is from the story that launched my #taboo #erotica so-called career, “Mom’s BF (Thinks He) P0wns My Kitty” – only at Smashwords!
www.smashwords.com/books/view/9...

An excerpt from “Mom's Boyfriend (thinks he) P0wns my Kitty” by Lila Pounder:
I flopped onto the couch. "But you never know, sometimes Sandy cheers right up, so she might be back pretty soon. Anyway, sit down, help me with the Sangria. You've been spending a lot of time with Mom, and I feel like I barely know you."
He sat, with a very respectful stretch of couch between us. I watched those gears: She's hot. It's wrong. That app. Might never get a chance like this!
He fished out his phone. I hid a sharkish grin behind a sip of sangria.
"You make apps, right? I just got this new one, I think it's kinda cool." He angled the phone away from me and I watched him tap through the DO NOT USE FOR RAPE! SERIOUSLY! disclaimers, then he held it out. "What do you think?"
I thought I saw some green lines on a black field, twirling around and leaving traces behind them that gradually faded out. Trippy, but total 101-level programming course stuff.
"That's . . . really . . . cool."
He set the phone on the end table. I saw his Adam's apple bob. "Do you think it's warm in here?"
"Yes. It's warm." I was trying to sound compliant, but I didn't want to go full robot. I didn't want to have to hold back any noises I might make later.
"Would you be more comfortable with your shirt off?"
"Yes." I took it off. I folded it neatly and set it on the couch next to me.
"Jesus," he sighed. "OK, uh, you're not going to remember anything that happens until I show you the app again."
"I won't remember anything that happens until you show me the app again," I agreed.
"Do, do you like to play with your own tits?"
"I love to play with my own tits." Not a lie.
"Do it."
I did.
He raised his phone and turned the camera toward me.

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 9d

OK for real tho #Kinktober, #Chastity is more like this, right? This is from “The Secret Bookshelf” which you can’t read yet. But you can read more about Merri and Tommy in “Ad Placement” last year’s free xxxmas present from Naughty Lila www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...

An excerpt from “The Secret Bookshelf” by Lila Pounder
~wait~
Tommy and I slept together in Mom and Dad's bed – after I pulled the bedding off and changed it. He snored a little, but he stopped when I nudged him.
He woke up first this time. He bumped my shoulder with his until I opened his eyes. "Whuzzuh?" I mumbled.
"Look at this." He shoved his phone into my hand. It took several seconds for my eyes to focus, and I saw Polina had added Tommy and Jacques to our chat.
Polina G: day of rest you can guess the rules right?
Polina G: no sex no masturbation no orgasms no excuses
Polina G: are you in yes or no
"Did you tell them we fucked?"
"Not exactly," I said. "I mean, I try not to text anything that would get me in real trouble if it was subpoenaed or whatever. But I did imply it. Polina had to drop the phone and masturbate immediately."
"Whoah."
I typed a response.
Thomas_Todd: YES
Thomas_Todd: this is Merri on Tommy's phone btw
I looked at my brother. "You do want to party with Polina and Jacques tomorrow, right?"
He nodded. "Yeah. Yeah!"
I shrugged. "Accept the terms and conditions."

Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 9d

This is probably not what #Kinktober means by “Chastity,” is it? 😛
(from the very #taboo #erotica novella “The Fams,” 50% off all month at Smashwords www.smashwords.com/books/view/1... )

An excerpt from “The Fams” by Lila Pounder reads
Chapter 2: Panty-dropping eavesdropping
Chastity Worth, age 19, came bouncing down the stairs, but stopped on the landing when she heard the strange noises coming from the door to her stepdad's office at the base of the stairs.
It sounded like he was groaning in there. Was he sick, or what?
She took another, quieter, step down as she listened.
"Goddamn, Cherry!" she heard a growl through the door. "Your cunt is so tight!"
What!? Her stepdad was fucking her stepsister in there!? That was sick! She felt an unwelcome jolt of lust in her pussy. Sick . . . but really hot!
She tiptoed another step down, and saw her 20-year old stepbrother Loyal standing to one side of the door. His right hand was inside the waistband of his sweatpants, pumping in short, frantic strokes. His eyes were glazed, but he held a finger in front of his lips as he caught sight of her.
Chass slipped the rest of the way down the stairs. "What the fuck," she whispered as quietly as she could manage. "Your dad is fucking Cherry in there? And you're just whacking off? Creep!"
"I don't think so," Loyal grinned as he whispered back. "Keep listening!"

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Lila Pounder = taboo erotica sorrynotsorry @lilapounder.bsky.social · 10d

#Kinktober Day 5 #DoublePenetration you say? Lila says, yes, please. This snippet of #taboo #erotica is from the extremely filthy “Seven Broken Rules” – only at Smashwords! “Jane” (not her real name) is accommodating both Will and William: www.smashwords.com/books/view/1...

An excerpt from Lila Pounder’s story “Seven Broken Rules”
I was so fucking full, ass and puss all filled up. Will started slowly, and built up his pace gradually. Inexorably, deliciously. The second time was no 60-second ride.
I was sure William's cock in my ass was making my pussy even tighter for Will. I was sure getting plenty of G-spot action, and William's expert fingers were still teasing and stroking my clit.
If I had another cock to suck, it would be perfect.
Maybe three more cocks, one to suck, two to jerk?
No, I decided. It was already perfect. I was perfectly filled.
Will saw how hard I was thinking about whether I was being perfectly fucked or not. He frowned and stepped up his pace.
He was like a human jackhammer. Now I couldn't think. Now I was just fucked.
Purely fucked, hard fucked. Double-fucked. William wasn't moving much under our combined weight, but that big cock was still throbbing in my backdoor. My asshole was sliding along his shaft with the force of Will's fucking.
I was going to come again. This time it was building in me slowly. Every thrust pushed me a little closer. Will's face was contorted with the effort of fucking me so hard, so fast, for so long.
I loved it.