To All the Penises I've Ever Known: Erotic Shorts by Lori Schafer.
Ranging in style from funny to filthy, this erotica collection features author commentary on selected stories, an interview with the author, and my open letter to you-know-who.
"Morning After"
"Ballroom Dance"
"To All the Penises I've Ever Known"
"Me and Fat Marge"
"Missed Connection"
"Complete Your Assignments!"
"Weekend Away"
"Lori Schafer: I Write Erotica"
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralI have substantial social media reach through venues such as Wordpress and Goodreads, and nearly 17,000 followers on Twitter. I also do not shy away from using paid advertising in order to promote my work.
I yawned and pried open my eyes. Early morning sunlight was streaming in through the blinds. A cool breeze ruffled pleasantly through my exposed pubic hair. It tickled. I felt myself becoming aroused.
Wait a minute, I thought sleepily. A what was ruffling through my what now?
I glanced down at my body, dappled with the warming rays of the sun. My breasts were bare. My belly was bare. My thighs were bare. In fact, the only part of me that wasn’t bare was my right foot, which still clung to the more stubborn half of a cotton ankle sock.
I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.
I was woken again by a soft cough somewhere off to my right. I kept my eyes shut and tried to ignore it. It sounded again, louder. I sighed and turned my head to look.
I’ll admit I wasn’t quite sure who I was going to find there. It isn’t every day, you know, that a woman finds herself in this particular situation.
“Good morning, Kathy,” Jim said, rising into a half-sitting position and smiling shyly at me, his dark eyes glowing.
“Er… good morning,” I answered. I tried to smile back, but my face felt frozen. I didn’t want to look at his eyes, so I looked at his body instead. Sure enough, he was naked, too. His penis had also risen into a half-sitting position, and it swayed gently as the cool breeze ruffled through his pubic hairs. Vaguely I wondered if it aroused him the way it did me.
“I guess this is a little weird, huh?” he said. He stretched a long hand out towards my hip, but stopped short of touching me.
“Oh,” I said, not really sure what to say. “We’ve been friends a long time, Jim. I guess it was bound to happen eventually.”
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Marco Simoncini
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Author review: Excellent quality and completed very promptly. |
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Nidia Manuela Silva Rocha
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Translated by Juan Gutierrez
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Author review: Very professional, excellent communication, very pleased with the product. |
