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Epic Con-tent – The Anthology IS HERE!

So last week in her Kiss Me Quick Podcast, Rose Caraway, before playing a cut from my album “Incorrigible & Intimate” (still squeeing about that.. very butchly of course) made mention that I am publishing an e-book anthology of my work. Well… It’s done! You can purchase it by following this link:

Click for Epic Con-tent!

Fox's new Anthology!
Fox’s new Anthology!

At Smashwords.com. From there you can download it in nearly any format you require, including Kindle.

Included in the anthology are a couple of pieces you may have read here on my blog, but also a bunch of new pieces I haven’t yet published anywhere. This isn’t the lips barely brushing, girls cumming after one stroke kind of lesbian erotica either. These are stories about faces buried in juices, strap on sex, spanking, light bondage, pegging and in one story, I even threw in a bottom male for variety. Then there is the title piece that comes with bonus extra pics from the cover shoot. This is the wildness of queer ladies’ sex in short story format, all for you.

What Do You Like? (NSFW)

A kinky little tidbit. This is a teaser of a two parter.

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What Do You Like?

“But what do YOU like Taylor?” Gina asked, over the plate, the chair and the table that was slightly askew. She liked to push me, this tall, fierce woman. She was lean but not skinny, the muscles in her legs were defined and her ass… Oh man. Nothing could pull my eyes off of her ass as she walked. The only advantage I had was my height. I was taller than she, and more butch, but she had a way about her that didn’t allow my usual advantages to hold sway. “You clearly illustrate all of the ways you like to fuck, make love with and generally make women swoon in your writing, but what do you want?”

“Umm…” I responded, deliberately stalling. It should have been an easy question to answer. Just all the things I like to do to another woman, that I like done to me too.  But it depends on the woman. Looking her up and down I tried to measure, was this woman curious enough? Confident enough? Was she flexible enough, both physically and mentally?

She leaned forward like a conspirator. If she were an animal her ears would have been pricked toward me, and that predatory gaze would mean I was her next lunch. Yes, I think she meets the criteria, and there was no guarantee I wasn’t going to be her lunch.

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