Uninhibited Carnality 2

By Alexander

Welcome back to a world of limitless sexual bliss. Like in the first volume nothing is held back and this time the envelope is pushed even further. Prepare, once again, to be stimulated to the extreme by stories that will leave you wanting more. This collection is not for the prudish or faint of heart as it contains hardcore, graphic descriptions of sexual content.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alexander
• Release date: Apr 12, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301579327

Alexander

Perhaps being born on Devil's Night was some sort of omen, but Alexander has always gravitated toward the extreme and darker side of things. He started writing at a very young age and hasn't stopped, yet. After years of churning out gut wrenching horror, poetry, and whatever else interested him, Alexander has finally claimed the throne as The King of Literary Erotica, bringing hot intensity to his debaucherous stories.

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Uninhibited Carnality 2

By Alexander

Smashwords Edition

Text Copyright © 2013 Alexander

All Rights Reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This book was written for and intended to be read by adults over the age of twenty-one. Even if you are of age, this book contains sexually explicit content that may or may not offend. Read at your own discretion and risk.

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Suggested Soundtrack to Elevate Your Reading Experience

R. Kelly The Greatest Sex

Maurice Baby

Dead Prez Mind Sex

Maxwell This Woman’s Work

Tech N9ne The Sextion: The Secorcist (Infomercial)

Three 6 Mafia Porno Movie

Lord Infamous She Fi’

Tech N9ne Overtime

Minnie Riperton Inside My Love

Glass Candy Digital Versicolor

Silk Freak Me

D’Angelo Untitled (How Does It Feel)

Bonus Track

Liz Phair H.W.C (make sure it’s the explicit version)

Let her be as the loving hind and pleasant roe;

Let her breasts satisfy thee at all times;

and be thou ravished always with her love.

Proverbs 5:19

Table of Contents

I am the King of Erotica

Punctuation Fuck up

Modeling Gig

My Garden

A Surprise Lunch

The Older Woman

The House of Pleasure

Blissfully Yours

I am The King of Erotica –Introductory Poem

In my kingdom all are treated fair

The men built as an Adonis

The women various sizes and fucked with care.

Whatever the fantasy may very well be

Nothing is off limits

People exchange pleasure as far as the eye can see.

Women ravage the men with very little protest

Men drink their nectar

And when all parties are spent there is a day of rest.

My harem is filled with women and trannies that crave cock

They are scattered about

But, not hard to find in any of the rooms that are without a lock.

No discrimination is a law that demands adherence

But let’s be honest

No sex for the ones that take no pride in their appearance.

I enjoy the live shows put on by my Queen

She dominates and fucks

Engaging in positions and acts rarely seen.

Harnesses and sex toys in every room are concealed in a gilded chest

My guests and subjects forever loyal

Because I encourage sexual wellness, which makes my kingdom the best!

Punctuation Fuck Up

The secretary, no I’m sorry, executive assistant is finishing up a very important piece of correspondence for her boss. She has put in a lot of time with this particular project and hopes she gets the reward she deserves. She even dressed for the occasion. She is all business with a silk button up blouse and long skirt, but she neglected to put on panties. Her thick creamy thighs rub together in anticipation as she saves the file and prints a hard copy.

Her desk intercom crackles to life with her boss’s deep impatient voice. Are you about done with that Jackson account?

She clears her throat and tugs several strands of long red hair behind her ear. Yes sir, I’m finishing it now.

Well, come in then. There is still plenty of work to get done before we can call it a night. He responds.

Yes sir, I’m on my way now. She goes to the printer adjacent to her desk and collects the print out. Checking the mirror on her desk to make sure she still looks presentable and not too tired, she walks a few feet to her boss’s office and opens one of the large double doors.

The office is the size of a one bedroom apartment. A sitting area filled with a sectional sofa and large wide screen are to the right. To the left, is a fully equipped kitchen and wet bar. In the middle is her boss sitting at giant mahogany desk. As she approaches she can hear he is talking to his wife about missing his son’s baseball game. He would have been there, but a meeting that closed multi-million dollar deals took precedence.

Tell the little man that I’ll make it up to him. Okay. I love you too. He hangs up the phone and reaches for the file. She leans over and hands it to him knocking over a picture in the process. Her giant tits are always pushing things or people out of the way.

He glares at her with an annoyed look on his face. For fuck’s sake, try not to destroy my desk. How big are those things, again?

They are 46 G, sir. She says proudly puffing her chest out to enhance the view.

Jesus Aged Christ. He mutters as a smirk creeps up on his face. He loosens his tie and begins to read over the file that was just handed to him. She picks up the downed picture and tidies his desk a bit. When she notices that the picture is of his thin wife posing on the beach in a two piece bikini she slams it back into place facing away from her.

What the fuck? He protests. She stands straight up at attention looking at him with concern.

What the hell is this? He demands.

It’s the revised Jackson account you asked for.

He slams the papers down and looks up at her. I can see that, you twit. What’s with all these fucking exclamation points? They’re everywhere. In place of commas you have exclamation points. No periods, just exclamation points. For the love of God woman, why are the spaces between paragraphs filled with exclamation points!?

She picks up the paper and looks it over while he removes his diamond cufflinks and rolls up the sleeves on his expensive blue Van Hauser dress shirt. He leans back in his black leather chair and awaits a response.

I’m sorry about that. I can-

Stop talking. He shakes his head and pulls a large wooden paddle from underneath his desk. It is fifteen inches long