How do you find erotic literature on Apple Books? I’m asking myself as I ponder the meaning of life.

As a computer nerd, I have a foot in both Windows and Mac camps. I grew up with DOS and then Windows. I write computer programs under Windows but only use a Mac because I like their laptops. The only Windows laptop I like is the Lenovo business machines. Big and clunky, but the keyboard and touchpad actually work, unlike every other Windows laptop I’ve owned.

People have suggested that I get a mouse for my Windows laptop, but a laptop is something you carry around without having to haul a bunch of accessories to use it. Plus, battery life on a Windows laptop generally sucks.

Other than Lenovo or perhaps a Panasonic Toughbook (I have three), the battery is always dying, and you typically get possibly 5 or 6 hours. I’ve got two Windows laptops that I paid close to $2,000 each, and I hate them. Short battery life and ghost touches infuriate me. Ghost touches are when the touchpad decides to do something completely different.

Today’s conundrum is trying to find erotica on Apple Books. As an author, I publish my stories through SmashWords. They push out my erotic stories to a number of distributors, including Apple Books.

Usually, I don’t pay much attention to my sales reports as writing smut stories is done for fun and not for profit. However, I think I’m reasonably successful, as my story ranking is generally pretty good. When I look at my month-to-date sales, Apple is about 30% of my total SmashWords sales during the first week of November.

Apple sales are generally a big part of the business that SmashWords generates, and I decided to dig into selling on Apple devices as Wifey is on the strip, fleecing the 3-day immigrants of their hard-earned coin of the realm. I plan on making her buy supper after she strutted out the door, wearing the low-cut top, short skirt, and long legs.

I caught her applying blush to her nipples and knew she was out for blood today. Foxy’s braless tits are generally out for display, and when she’s trying to hang on to her Diamond status, those beautiful jugs are her trump card. COVID has wreaked havoc on gaming in Lost Wages, including her Diamond status.

Having Diamond status at most of the strip hotels and casinos means comped rooms, meals, spa access, and the Diamond Lounge. She could almost live on the strip from the free rooms she gets as a perk. Most hotels have a Diamond Lounge, a private club offering free drinks and food. Not the cheap stuff, either. We typically drink Patron Platinum Tequila on the cuff, which is about two hundred dollars a bottle at the liquor store.

Diamond status is conferred on those who gamble a ridiculous amount of money at the casinos. She has until the end of the year to clench her Diamond Card and wants to ensure she doesn’t lose it.

So, if you find yourself at a Texas Holdem table on the strip opposite a tall bushy-headed brunette with her tits falling out, I suggest you pay attention to your cards and not the show across the table. At least she wasn’t wearing knee pads when she left. They don’t call it “Lost Wages” for nothing.

With her off bothering someone else, I’m trying to figure out how to increase my sales at Apple Books. I’ve never tried to search for porn on Apple Books, but to say that I’m confused would put it mildly. There doesn’t seem to be any way to search Apple Books. Certainly, you can search for a topic, such as swinging, but only the top handful of results are listed. When you search on Amazon Kindle or SmashWords, you get pages and pages of results. There doesn’t seem to be any way of getting more than top results.

I’ve got about twelve hours to try and sort this out, but currently, I’m stumped on how to do a general search for erotica on Apple Books and get more than three or four hits?

I’m Larry Archer, a simple writer of smut stories in both print and electronic format. Foxy and I are swingers in real life, and I write about the things we do and see. While the Lifestyle is not for everyone, it’s been fun for us. My smut is explicit and hardcore but with a somewhat plot. My porn stories are generally positive and fun, as this reflects how enjoyable swinging has been to us. If you’re interested in checking out my stories, I publish at all the typical outlets.

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Below is an X-Rated excerpt from a story I’m working on now. This story is currently in the works without a finish date but relatively soon. I think there is enough of a lead-in for the reader to grasp the setup. Especially if you read The Perfect Wife, the story should make sense to you. Try to ignore any typos as the story is in draft status.

Foxy was alone with nothing to do like in the song from The Pretty Reckless, “I’m Young and Easily Bored.” Nobody was at home to entertain her, and then a thought struck her. I need to visit the two college boys who are starring in the new MILF movie Max is shooting.

She hadn’t seen Gary since she had him on the casting couch and was riding his ten-inch cock. He was a little nerdy but with that dick, who would care what it was attached to. He could probably use some additional training before shooting the movie, she thought to herself with a giggle.

Larry had been a little perturbed with her and the fascination she had for Butch’s big cock, or Horse Dick as she called him. Foxy had been trying to wean herself off that monster rod as she knew that it pissed her husband off. As swingers, partying with others was something they both did, but it was different with Butch here lately. Larry now had two serious girlfriends, and that concerned her, especially Abby.

After Abby’s husband beat her up, Larry had been overprotective of a girl that could be her twin except for the curly big hair. Abby’s mouth was currently out of service from a split lip, but that would quickly heal then all of her holes would be open for business.

I can just say that I’m broadening Stella’s horizons with new lovers, she thought as that excuse was as good as any. Foxy picked up her cell and dialed Stella.

“Stella, this is Foxy. Are you busy?”

“Not for you, sweet thing. What do you have in mind?”

“Max is shooting a new MILF next-door movie, and I need to check on the two college boys that are going to play the male leads,” Foxy replied as she flipped through her rack of mini dresses. “Would you like to join me while I drop by the frat house?”

“Are they big boys?” Stella asked with a giggle.

“The smaller is about Larry’s size.”

“The other boy is bigger?” Stella questioned, and Foxy could hear her take a breath.

“Much,” is all Foxy said after pulling a t-shirt dress off the rack.

“Let me ask Vince,” Stella replied and then said, “Fuck him, I’m in! Give me fifteen minutes.”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up at valet in fifteen,” Foxy said and disconnected the phone.

Foxy pulled out the drawer with nipple jewelry and selected gold loops with a thick woven gold chain. She got a cotton ball and a bottle of alcohol and then disinfected both of the rings. Foxy put in the good loops through both nipples after attaching the heavy chain. She love the chain as it tugged on her nips and kept them erect.

No use in wearing a thong, she thought. If things go as expected, I’ll probably lose them somewhere, or one of the college boys will claim it as a prize.

Grabbing a pair of wedge sneakers to accent her almost six-foot height, Foxy looked at herself in the full-length mirror. The cotton mini dress came to mid-thigh and nicely accented her long slender legs. The dress was a classic design with a deep-cut front that accented her perky breasts. Her nipples and the nipple rings showed clearly through the thin t-shirt material and clung to her body. Not wearing underwear ensured that there wasn’t a panty line to disturb the flow of the dress.

Grabbing her iPhone, Foxy took the elevator down to the basement garage and got in her car. Driving over to Tower Three, she saw Stella pacing in the valet area. When Stella saw her, she ran out to meet the car. Laughing, Foxy powered up the gull wing door, and Stella jumped in. She was wearing a crop top, a white tennis skirt, and Nike sneakers.

“You look like a cheerleader,” Foxy laughed as the door closed.

“It was the only thing I had that seemed to be appropriate,” Stella laughed. “Do the boys live in the dorms?”

“No, a frat house close to the university,” Foxy replied.

“Is this going to be like Animal House?” Stella giggled. “I don’t have a toga.”

“Hopefully, we won’t need togas,” Foxy said as they turned on Maryland to head towards the college. Foxy automatically put her hand on the inside of Stella’s thigh and stroked her leg. “Are you excited?” Foxy asked. “You forgot your underwear, and your pussy is getting the seat wet.”

“Oh God, yes,” Stella exclaimed. “I can’t wait to meet the college boy with the big dick!”

“Make him take it easy,” Foxy cautioned. “Gary is a lot bigger than Larry, plus being a couple of inches longer.”

“So, you think we’re going to get some loving?” Stella asked excitedly.

“Does Vince know you’re getting some college boy dick?” Foxy asked.

“No, he’s playing golf with his buddies,” Stella said. “I thought I’d send him a selfie while he’s on the green. Maybe with a big dick in my mouth or cunt!”

Just then, they pulled up to the rambling older two-story home. There were a couple of guys sitting on the front steps drinking beer and watching the Mercedes pull to the curb.

“Remember your training,” Foxy reminded Stella as the gull-wing doors opened. Stella hopped out before Foxy and rapidly walked up to the house.

“Hello, boys,” Stella said.

“Hello, Ma’am,” one boy politely said as he looked past Stella to watch Foxy walk up the sidewalk. Watching her walk was an experience in itself. As an ex-model, she automatically reverted to her runway stride and strutted up the sidewalk to the boys.

“Hey, guys, we’re looking for Gary. Where can we find him?” Foxy asked as she stood next to Stella, who was thinking about moving up the steps to give the boys a better shot.

“Uh, go on in and take the stairs to the second floor. His and Don’s room is the first on the right,” one boy replied.

“Thanks, boys, and try to ignore any loud noises!” Foxy laughed as she flounced up the steps, and together they walked into the house. The stairway was right inside, and hand in hand, the two girls walked up the steps.

Stopping at the first door, Foxy rapped on the door with her knuckles. “Showtime,” she giggled to Stella and squeezed her hand.

They stood there for a minute, and no one answered the door. Foxy tried the knob and found the door unlocked. Twisting the handle, she opened the door and peeked in.

Looking inside, Foxy saw both boys, in their boxers, with headphones on. They both had a laptop on their stomach and were jerking off. It was apparent that Gary and Don were watching porn and fixing to waste precious sperm on Internet sluts instead of the two gorgeous women standing there.

Stella’s eyes were large as she saw the size of Gary’s cock. Don’s wasn’t bad either, but Gary’s was monstrous. It was the biggest thing she’d ever seen.

“I don’t think I can take that,” she whispered to Foxy.

“Start with Don, and then we’ll switch after he gets you stretched out. Make sure and take pictures for your husband to jerk off to,” Foxy said as she pulled her dress over her head and threw it on a chair. Quietly she approached Gary, leaned over, and took the head of his dick into her mouth.

Gary’s eyes popped open as he looked down to see the big-haired brunette sucking his ginormous dick. She pried his fingers off and tried to stuff as much in her mouth as she could.

Following Foxy’s lead, Stella quickly stripped and started to suck Don’s rod. She moaned in ecstasy as the feeling of his dick in her throat caused her juices to flood. Blindly fumbling around, Stella found her cell phone and managed to start the video camera. In selfie mode, she could see herself on the display with Don’s big cock in her mouth. Trying to hold the phone still, she bobbed up and down on his dick while videoing the whole thing.

Don took the phone from her and started to film Stella sucking his rock-hard tool. Free from having to hold the phone, Stella attacked his cock with a vengeance. Using the tricks Foxy had taught her, Stella took his hard member down her throat until the head hit her gag reflex. Then backing up a little, she let the urge to gag subside and then pushed down again. Slowly, she managed to get most of Don’s eight or nine-inch dick into her mouth and throat.