It’s out! My newest erotica ebook is ready to be unleashed to the world: His First Human Doll.
Playtime has started. This is a sexy read about a couple wanting to spice up their sex life with a newfound fetish. Check out the summary:
Ever since Lisa found taboo videos online, she’s been coming up with fantasies to try out with Kyle. It’s now to the point where Kyle dreads the next wild idea. To him, some of them are downright strange.
One day, she comes up with the idea of being his human doll. It started out innocently enough, but now it’s nearly an obsession. Every day he expects her to bring it up again. When she eventually springs it on him, Kyle discovers there’s more to it than he previously thought.
I want to give a huge thanks to everyone on my Launch Team, who are invaluable for their feedback. And of course, thank you to all my readers for all your support. I had a lot of fun writing this one, and I can’t wait for the next.
If you’d like, read below for a sample of the story.
His First Human Doll
The string was loose. Kyle had just replaced it last week and already it was giving him problems. Learning to play the guitar wasn’t the most expensive hobby in the world, but the accessories weren’t cheap. Although, come to think of it, the guitar itself hadn’t cost as much as Lisa’s last shopping trip to Three Lakes. He’d tried to pick a brand that wasn’t top end, just in case it didn’t turn out to be his thing.
So far, he liked it. It was therapeutic. Whenever he had a bad day at work, or a fight with Lisa, he would work on his chords for a while. It didn’t matter to him if he was any good or not; he didn’t play for anyone else and likely never would.
He shook his head. He still couldn’t believe the conversation they had last night. Ever since she’d started getting into online porn, she came up with some strange ideas. At first, he remembered being pretty thrilled that she liked the stuff. What girlfriend was okay with her boyfriend watching porn and wanted to watch it with him? He had thought he won the lottery.
But as her tastes changed and she began outpacing him in hours watched, he started to wonder what she was getting into. He distinctly remembered joking about clown porn, then she later remarked on how he’d look in a wig and red nose. At least, he hoped she still had been joking. She had been smiling one of those half smiles where you never quite know what a girl is thinking.
He strummed a C chord and hummed each note. At least they were having dinner together that night. Things had been busy lately, and it would be nice to reconnect. Of course, it helped that she was making tacos–his favorite. She probably wanted to make it up to him. The way to a man’s heart…and all that.
He was just about to fish out a song book when Lisa poked her head into the bedroom. “Dinner’s ready.”
Awesome. His stomach growled as if announcing it was about time, even though she hadn’t started that long ago. “Okay, babe.” He carefully placed the guitar in the case along with his shoulder strap and slid it underneath the bed. She liked his new hobby; she’d said it was pretty hot having a rocker boyfriend, even though that was a stretch. He had taken the compliment anyway.
The kitchen smelled of meat, and the aroma of spice hung heavily in the air. He expected to help set the plates and dole out some of the condiments, but the table had been set perfectly with everything already. He couldn’t help but smile. She was pulling out all the stops for some reason. Probably because of the bickering from the other day.
“Soda or beer?” she asked.
“A beer would be fine–one of the lime ones. Goes well with tacos.”
She shrugged and opened the fridge. It plopped down beside him as he pulled up to the table. A steaming plate of tortillas lay next to another of hard shells. Sour cream, cheese, salsa, tomatoes, and diced onions were scattered around the rest of the table.
“This all looks amazing, babe.”
“Thanks.” She preened by throwing her hair over her shoulder and touching a few of the strands. “It didn’t take too long to put together.”
Perhaps that was true, but it clearly had taken some effort. “Well, I’m sure it’ll be delicious.”
They didn’t waste any time diving in. He went with a hard shell first, which soon disappeared. She started with a tortilla and nursed it like she’d eaten a large lunch. Sometimes on Fridays her work provided lunch to all the staff. She was lucky like that. The only way he’d get a free meal at work would be if the vending machine accidentally dropped two candy bars for the same dollar.
“How was your day?” he asked.
“Not too bad. One of the new girls ended up calling off sick, but we each took a share of her workload to make up for it. We didn’t get any complaint calls today, so the afternoon was pretty quiet.” The other end of her taco split when she took a bite, and a few chopped tomatoes dribbled out the other end. “How about yours?”
“My boss left a little after lunchtime, so I ended up having the entire afternoon to do whatever. The quota was already filled by then, so it was pretty easy going. One of the guys made a crank call to the new hire to say his wife was in labor. I’ve never seen anyone run that fast. He almost made it to his car before someone could stop him.”
She made an attempt at a laugh, but it came out more like an acknowledgement. “That’s funny.”
She placed the taco on her plate and took her time dabbing the napkin against her full lips. “I was wondering if you thought more about what we talked about.”
“You know…about the thing. Being a doll.”
A human doll. That was the latest in her batch of strange ideas. She had watched a video–of course–about it, and now it was all she thought about. The plot, if it could be thought of that way, had to do with a tinker who created a human-sized doll which came to life by the magic of horniness. Then the two had an afternoon of sex however humans and life-sized dolls do it. The whole idea sounded ridiculous to him, but she seemed extremely curious.
“Not really. Why do you ask?”
“We talked about it. I told you I’m interested in trying it.”
“What’s the appeal to it exactly?”
She swirled a chunk of taco meat around her plate. “It’s about…giving up control. Being subhuman.”
“And that appeals to you?”
“I’ll try anything once.”
(end of sample)