I have a new autobiographical story up! This one is broader than just erotica. There are some scenes in it I think are very hot, and (as always) I had to take an orgasm break in the middle of writing. But there are also surreal moments and some humor sprinkled throughout. Mostly it’s a chance to glimpse another facet of who I am and why I am so completely, utterly, orgasmically obsessed with vomit!
I think about vomit every day and I always feel the urge to masturbate as soon as the thought of puking pops into my head. I don’t think I will ever get tired of writing stories that center around barfing. It’s a lifelong passion for me. I come every day while thinking about how a past puke felt as it rushed out of my body, listening to an audio of someone throwing up, reading a barf story (one of mine or someone else’s. There are some barf authors out there I have deep respect for!), or watching a video of someone rubbing their stomach with a pained look before lurching forward to retch and spew.
There is nothing in this world guaranteed to make my clit instantly hard as effortlessly as the mere thought of vomiting. Hell, just writing this has me squirming in my seat! Why the fuck are the sounds and sensations of gut-twisting emptying so incredibly erotic for me? The answer will always be half-shrouded in mystery. Mystery, and thousands of orgasms. I am not exaggerating: I have multiple orgasms every single day while enjoying so many aspects of retching and puking. It’s overwhelming, vulnerable, whole body, and sexy as hell!
As always, you can read for free on Kindle Unlimited or buy my story for a low price. Either way, I hold you enjoy entering my world of surreal, psychedelic vomit!