Larry Archer’s the name and smut’s my game. I’m a teller of tall tales, primarily erotic in nature. In plain English, I write porn or smut stories for those times you feel like reading with one hand.
They are perfect for those times alone with your tablet, phone, or laptop and a box of Kleenex. I also blog on the world of swingers in case you’re interested. My Smut is great when the only strange stuff you’re getting is your left hand. Or it’s been so long since you’ve had sex that you can’t remember who gets tied up!
Generally speaking, my stories are fairly graphic and not intended for those who are not of legal age or easily offended. If you are not a grownup (i.e. an Adult) or don’t enjoy reading about adult themed works, please leave now, otherwise I’m not responsible for anything you get splashed on your keyboard. Continue reading →
One of my latest erotica novels, House Party, is featured today on Kinky Literature, my favorite one-stop source for all the best erotica.
Click here to find House Party on the front page of KinkyLiterature, or, Click here for the House Party story page, or, Click here to see all of Larry Archer’s erotic stories.
House Party is an 85,000-word smut filled story that will require the use of lube to avoid injury, sort of like the first time you got a carpet burn as a teenager except in a different spot. As the title hints, it is a novel about a house party went terribly wrong or terribly right, depending on your perspective.
In the spirit of helping my fellow man get laid, I’ve decided to share some of my secrets with lonely guys out there. Please don’t share what I’m about to let you in on as the world will not be safe if everyone knows the secret.
I’m not even going to charge you for this bit of advice as I used to be in your shoes myself, and this is my way of paying back for the great advice I’ve received along the way.
The problem a lot of guys have is what do you say to the hot girl sitting at the bar all alone. Do you get tongue-tied and your brain stops working as you stare at her beautiful boobs in that low cut top.
My second novel in the House Party series is now over 72,000 words and is probably going to be the largest story I’ve ever written. The mommy and daddy,House Party, is about 85,000 words or the size of a typical novel you buy at Wally World. House Party 2 will probably be over 90,000 words, but who the hell knows?
I usually have the vaguest of ideas on how one of my smut stories will end up as my characters seem to have a mind of their own and for some reason, typing “The End” has always been problematic for me. Every time I get everyone corralled, someone busts out of the pack and runs off!
HP2 has turned out to be a somewhat mini-series and I think it will spawn HP3. HP3 may, in fact, cross over into a crime story with an erotic component. Spoiler Alert: HP2 has a pregnant nun named Sister Ruth no less, and the Monsignor, who has asked Larry to help him terminate the pregnancy. She was forced into a sexual relationship with priests, I guess there weren’t enough young boys around?
As a pilot, when you land, it’s common to say, “Cheated death, once again!” With another New Year’s Eve PJ party behind us, it’s the same kind of feeling. You would think a swinger’s party in Las Vegas would be crazy and over the top. While in some respects, it is, but so far, they haven’t been as wild as the ones we had in the mid-west before moving to Sin City.
A couple of books ago, Lisabet Sarai and I co-authored, “Crashing the Swinger’s Pajama Party,” which was loosely based upon one of our New Year’s Eve PJ parties back home. As it happened, one of our fears came true when a neighbor couple came home from their boring party and decided to crash ours.
You can imagine their surprise to walk in on over one-hundred people naked or minimally dressed at best, who were all trying to emulate positions out of the Kama Sutra. Needless to say, they looked at us differently after that. The wife was more friendly, but her husband not so much so.
Just a quick note to wish everyone a Merry Christmas around the world. And if you don’t celebrate Christmas then Happy Holidays to you. Be safe and be kind to your fellow man. Today there is so much angst and strife in the world it’s unbelievable.
Everyone needs to collectively take a breath and dial down the anger for a moment. Here in the United States, we seem to have one mass shooting after another. No good comes out of hurting your fellow man and why should you want to spend years in jail for a moment’s satisfaction?
A Hotwife is Born was my second cuckold – Hotwife story, which has been a popular seller. This graphic novella at 47,000 words is a decently long read about a 40-year-old housewife, who is seduced by her next-door neighbor, and turned out as a Hotwife, with her cuckold husband.
Tina is happily married except for the small fact that her husband is too little to take care of her needs. After her husband gets a big promotion, which enables them to buy a new house where Tina meets her sexpot neighbor Gretchen.