Jimmy the centaur is back! And of course as is on par with Jimmy’s world view, things quickly get naked and sexy and some slight tomfoolery is involved.
Mike and Maria have been invited by the notorious(ly sexy) Jimmy to take a break from the bleak Canadian winter and come hang out on Pony Island, the official beach holiday destination for all creatures mythological and some not at all mythological who just like the vibe. There’s sun and fun and glitter and moose. Everything sex swingers from Canada would want for a weekend getaway, and a whole bunch of things you definitely wouldn’t want if you want to have an actual holiday. Things take more turns you can shake a stick at. And there’s of course sex.
Any Way You Pump A Centaur 2: Pony Island is available at Kobo, Apple, Page Foundry, 24 Symbols, Barnes&Noble, Tolino and Amazon Kindle
Newest release this time is all about the hot man-horse booty. Also a little about threesomes and hump-substitutes.
Maria is a tiny but plump hotel receptionist from London, UK. Mike is a pasty but rugged IT professional from Toronto, Canada. They share a passion for dogging and in general getting it on anywhere at any time with most anyone but especially with big, hairy guys.
Mike has been introducing Maria to the great outdoors of Canada by driving her on camping trips to various national parks. While on one such trip they almost literally run into a centaur. Because that’s the kind of a thing that can happen in Canada. You don’t know. And this is the point when things start to get weird.
Steamy sex and horse balls. That’s the short version. Get yours on Amazon for 99cents or free on Kindle Unlimited.
From Any Way You Pump A Centaur:
We were bouncing left and right on the small road, with Mike’s eyes glued to spotting the road sign when something ran from the bushes and just barely passed in front of the speeding car.
“Jeez!” Mike swerved to the right and the car stopped abruptly on a little shrubbery.
“Babe, are you alright? Are you ok?“ His hands were all over me, checking for bruises and his worry was palpable.
“I’m ok. Really. No worries. What was that?” I pushed myself up from the floor in front of the seat.
“I don’t know. Too damn fast. I just…” Mike was clearly not concentrating on anything but making sure I was alright.
“Babe, I’m alright. Really. See?” I stretched out my legs and wiggled my toes and arms around. “I mean, I might have a paper cut from the map and my sexual confidence definitely took a battering, but I’m not injured.”
“Let me see that paper cut,” Mike grabbed my hands and concentrated on examining them semi seriously and I could feel the tension ease away from his neck and shoulders.
I cupped his face in my hands and gave him a long kiss. His salty lips were soft against mine. Soft and tender and apologetic like I was a petal in his hand and he’d accidentally made a fist and now all his energy went into making sure the petal was still unharmed. I brushed his lips with my tongue and they gave away, yielding in relief. His tongue slipped into my mouth and the familiar energy was crackling between us again.
“Can we?” He looked me in the eyes pleading for a permission to touch me everywhere.
“Uh huh,” I nodded, his head still in my hands.
Goodness gracious. It has been a week. It surely has. You know you’re on to something good when it’s your actual job to rummage through vintage photographs of Ye Old Timey strongmen. What a time to be alive!
Yes, I did indeed need some strongman reference. Not that current ones wouldn’t do but I feel that current strongmen and the way our photography depicts them just doesn’t quite have the same pizzas (is that a word… or was it pizazz? Anyway, there are a bunch of zees in there) as the strongmen of Yore did, with their spectacular mustaches and calcetines for days. Impeccable. A girl has to get her inspiration from somewhere, even if the end result will look absolutely nothing like the picture. And since the current picture looks like the one on the right, let’s just hope it doesn’t.
The new story of a man and a woman and a centaur (+something extra) and deep, burning passion at Beaver Falls in Canada will be out at the beginning of next week and by the looks of it, next week will be a busy one, so stay tuned!
Oh and the previous story is still very much live on Kindle (and free on Kindle Unlimited). I’m also putting together a newsletter as soon as this hangover clears enough for me to sit upright.