Existential Smut 1: Youthful Indiscretions (Erotic Fiction)

Existential Smut 1 Table of Contents 6 Things to Know The Deal The Porn Star and the Choir Boy Germs Miniature Golf A Marriage Counselour Reminisces About the Future Teenage Girl Masturbating – Multiorgasmic Elementary School Amore The Immaterial Woman The Kinkiest Thing You Can Imagine The Good Pussy, the Bad Short Story The Reluctant Lover (for Male Readers) The Reluctant Lover (for Female Readers) Was the Door Locked? The Revolting Breast Yes, I'm Beautiful Too Negotiating Tactics September 27 7:00 PM EST The Ice Cube The First Time, the Last Time Essay: Pleasure Manifesto Essay: Erotic Worlds of Marco Vassi Interludes Alternate Reading Sequences About this project Sneak Preview -- Volume 2 (Shameful Attractions) Lusty Bibliophile Book Reports Get More Cool Stuff Credits & Acknowledgements About This Edition Existential Smut 1 Youthful Indiscretions Edited by Hapax Legomenon Copyright © 2023 Hapax Legomenon Cover Design by Eugenia Loli Published by Ripe Mango Take Two Press, an imprint of Personville Press (Houston, Texas) on March 10, 2023. Info about copyright and version history appears at the end of this ebook. This ebook (Version 1.0.5) is distributed without DRM and under a Creative Commons license (CC BY-NC 4.0). To report technical problems or make editorial inquiries, contact idiotprogrammer AT gmail.com. Reading Tip: For devices with color displays, go to Font Options and choose Publisher Default. For e-ink (black and white) displays ONLY, choose your device's preferred font. 6 Things to Know This anthology consists of erotic stories told between an unnamed male and a female friend named Lisa. The opening story The Deal introduces both people and the overall story frame. At the end of many stories you will see a link to an Erotic Interlude. This is where the male narrator and Lisa discuss the previous story. You don't have to read these things, but they are short and fun. Click here to see what one looks like. Volume 1 of this anthology (Youthful Indiscretions) was published in 2023 and Volume 2 will be published in 2024. (Read a sneak preview here!) If you write erotica stories and wish to submit a story for Volume 3 or future volumes, visit this website for details. Among the various ways to read a story collection, going from start to finish is among the least logical. That is especially true for short stories and especially for this kind of anthology. Indeed, the First Time, The Last Time (included at the end of this volume) is an anthology-within-an-anthology of flash fiction. You could just as easily read it first. (For the curious, here are some alternate sequences for reading these stories). While this project consists primarily of fiction, it also includes an occasional essay (here or here ) and audio versions of the stories (at the same website listed above). The backstory behind the making of this anthology is hilariously complicated (with sordid details here!) Proceed. Enjoy. The Deal A man and woman talk. They make a deal. The adventure begins. One day, while sitting in the living room with a girl I vaguely knew, the subject of sex came up. Perhaps I mentioned it first. Occasionally it slipped out in conversation. For one so lavish in his erotic imaginings, I am also adept at skirting the subject in polite company. When should one talk about sex anyway? To talk about it was to admit that sex could be intellectualized, that it was as pedestrian a subject as the national elections or the latest murder on CNN. Her name was Lisa. We had a common friend, Danny. She was somebody's ex, or something like that. Once upon a time she had had a love life, but now she enjoyed the uncomfortable freedom of being single. She didn't exactly say she wanted another boyfriend, but couldn't help updating me about the latest guy she'd met. The way she talked was not wistful, but detached and analytical. No doubt she yearned for the companionship of a kiss even if she no longer believed in its magic. For her, passion was a mistake everyone made and recovered from. She wasn't sad, just too ready to accept the hollowness of being unattached. And as for me? I was Mr. Nice Guy, but no Casanova. I'd forgotten how it feels or even what it means to "fall in love." I had lots of woman friends, and around them there was always a hint of sexual tension – I wouldn't call it attraction – but an acknowledgement that the possibility of romance and even marriage had to be investigated. With women you have to be careful. Both of us had to maintain civil relations while stealthily exploring emotions and physiological reactions. Was the pursuit likely to result in something? Would I be able to stand living with her 24 hours a day? At the moment, I was sitting on Lisa's bed, a thought which would have thrilled me five years ago, but now seemed as ordinary and meaningless as going to the dentist or finding a dollar under the sofa. "If I were Irene," Lisa said, "I wouldn't put up with Alexander's crap. I don't know what she sees in him. She's such a smart and independent person, but she needs to stop letting him boss her around." Irene was a tall slender woman with a lovely figure – a recurring sexual fantasy for me. As for Alexander, well, he wasn't perfect, but he wasn't the asshole Lisa made him out to be. Maybe I could have defended him, but could I have ever changed her mind? "Was Irene going to meet us here or at the restaurant?" I asked. The phone rang, and Lisa stood up. "No, Alexander will meet us over at Mark's house. Hello?" While Lisa talked on the telephone, she seemed oblivious to the fact that I was a few feet away. She was talking to Bobbie, Mark's wife. Bobbie was nice and funny, but unattractive. I'm sorry to summarize a person in terms of her looks,