All in all, 2022 could have been worse. Certainly, it could have been a lot better, but we don’t always get to pick our battles.

COVID was the crazy uncle in the basement that we don’t talk about, but we can hear him muttering threats from behind closed doors. It still kills several hundred people daily in the United States and many more worldwide.

Foxy and I have been lucky in that we’ve managed to keep from being affected by this scourge. I believe that being vaccinated and boosted has helped us stay safe. Remember to order your FREE at-home test kits from COVIDTests.gov. Get a flu shot, which is typically free if you have insurance.

I hope that Santa brought you the pony you always wanted; hopefully, he doesn’t poop in the living room.

For us, the party scene was still pretty sparse and nowhere near pre-COVID. In the crowd we run with, house parties are still few and far between. Attendance has slowly been ramping up, and with luck, we’ll be near normal by mid-year.

I’ve celebrated my tenth year of writing erotic stories and have published nearly fifty books, including paperbacks. I weave sex around the plot to satisfy my readers while they abuse themselves. As I’ve branched out into publishing paperback stories, it has added another dimension to my work. So far, my books have pretty much sold themselves, as I hate advertising.

My latest Hotwife story, BULL Riding MILFs, is almost out the door, and I’m trying to finish it this weekend. I’ve had a lot of fun writing Hotwife stories, as MILFs, in general, are fun to party with.

I need to give a shout-out to Kinky Literature for supporting me in the dirty book business. Richie and Randi supply the best erotic literature around at the same price as the publisher. You can purchase all my smut in paperback or electronic format for any type of reader, such as cell phone, tablet, iPad, laptop, or desktop.

Checking Kinky Literature’s Featured Books Today, I noticed that they listed Crashing the Swinger’s Pajama Party by yours truly. That’s one of my long stories at 80,000 words about an actual event that happened at one of our New Year’s Eve PJ parties.

I’m Larry Archer, and I write erotic stories for the huddled and yearning masses. 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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X-Rated Excerpt from BULL Riding MILFs

Setup: This excerpt picks up after Hotwife Stella ends up in bed with Foxy and Larry and goes home to her husband.

Stella gave Foxy a final kiss and said, “Vince said he’s never had sloppy seconds. I think I’ll get dressed and go home while I’m still full of Larry’s spunk.”

Walking into the lobby, Stella was aware of her appearance and told herself to suck it up. There were two young women standing behind the counter and, to their credit, appeared to ignore the fact she looked like shit at three in the morning.

“Would it be possible to get a ride over to Tower Three?” Stella asked with a smile. She could feel the cum in her pussy starting to ooze out and hoped that she could make it home with Vince’s prize intact.

“Of course,” One of the clerks replied and walked around to escort Stella out the front entrance.

Stella appraised the young woman completely differently than she would have previously. The girl was in her early twenties, very pretty with brunette hair fashionably styled, and wearing a long-sleeved white dress shirt, mid-thigh length black skirt, and gray sports coat.

Sitting down, Stella tried to ignore the fact her dress was extremely short and hoped that she didn’t leave a wet spot on the seat. “Thanks for the lift,” She said as they pulled out of the valet area.

“My pleasure,” The young woman replied. “Mr. and Ms. A’s guests are always interesting to meet. They usually brighten up a dull graveyard shift. I hope I get a chance to meet them someday.”

“As pretty as you are, I’m assuming they’d love to meet you,” Stella replied. “They seem to surround themselves with gorgeous women.”

“You are not too shabby yourself,” The girl replied and patted Stella on the leg. Then they were forced to stop and allow a garbage truck to empty a dumpster and blocked the street. As they sat there, the young woman turned to Stella and asked, “Is it as wild as the rumors make it?”

“Short answer is yes,” Stella replied with a giggle. “I’ve had so much fun since we met the two of them. I’ve discovered a world that I never knew existed and have done things the old me would have been disgusted by.”

“Sounds intriguing,” the girl replied. “I’m Theresa, by the way, and hope someday that I can get invited.”

“Nice to meet you, Theresa. I’m Stella, and my husband is Vince. We just moved here after my husband retired.

“I’ve dated one of the valets at your tower, and he was telling me about your new Maserati convertible your husband gave you. They are all taking bets on what you’ll do to get out of speeding tickets!”

“I know,” Stella confirmed. “I’m looking forward to servicing a man in blue. I know I’m terrible, but it is an exciting fantasy.”

“If you need moral support, I’d love to go riding with you and help service him,” Theresa said as her hand was casually on Stella’s knee.

Stella’s body shivered at the thought of the two of them on their knees with a dick between their lips.

“You’re too young for such dirty thoughts,” Stella laughed but was intrigued at the thought.

Squeezing her knee, Theresa turned to Stella with the raucous backup beeper of the garbage truck in the background, “I’m serious and think it’d be fun to run with you guys.”

“Are you serious, as this crowd is definitely in the fast lane with the hammer down?” Stella studied the young girl’s face as she wondered about her. Young girls often have not come to grips with their sexuality. I’m just now realizing that myself, Stella thought.

“You forget that I work the night shift and get to see the women who come and go at three in the morning,” Theresa replied, then laughing, continued, “You’re not the only woman enjoying getting their brains fucked out!”

“Are we that bad?” Stella giggled. “I guess I should have realized that people would notice, but it’s been so much fun turning into a slut.”

“There are so many rumors going around about what happens in the penthouse. Everyone thinks it’s nothing but a big orgy going on 24×7. The interesting thing is that there doesn’t appear to be any problems or fighting,” Theresa said.

“You’d be surprised at how well everyone gets along,” Stella replied. “But as you mature, it’s easier to separate sex from love. This is a big step for someone so young as you are. Make sure you realize what you’re getting into.”

“Is it okay that I don’t have a partner to share?” Theresa asked. “I don’t want to cause any issues but am dying to try it.”

“You are what we call a unicorn or a girl who parties alone,” Stella replied. “From my short time in this crowd, I can guarantee that you’ll be well taken care of and protected. Well, you’ll be safe from everyone except us!”

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Watch for BULL Riding MILFs, coming soon from Larry Archer.