Coming Together: Special Hurricane Relief Edition (38 page)

He
was feverish with desire now and as he took her in his arms, she
closed her small hand on his cock and groaned as she felt it throb
with the hot blood of life. The man moaned deeply and took over,
guiding her back to the bed and easing her down upon it. Kali lifted
herself onto the bare mattress, pulled her hair back out of her face
and lay back in the rectangle of moonlight that came streaming in the
window with her legs apart in lewd invitation, totally beyond shame.
He climbed on the bed and knelt between her knees, and his hardness
and rampant virility made her head swim. She felt an empty throb in
her pussy, a deep, urgent ache.

She
sat up and pulled his face down to hers again and caught his lip
between her teeth, wrapped her other hand around his cock and pumped
him until she felt his hot lubricant run over her fingers, and she
shuddered in salacious excitement. She lay back slowly, pulling him
along with her, one hand on the back of his neck, the other still on
his prick.

"Yes,
yes!" she whispered up into his face, "Hurry!"

Kali
tried to pull him into her, rubbing the head of his cock between her
wet folds and gasping at his hardness and heat. He had to pull her
hand away to show her he could do it himself now: he was recovered,
he was a man again. He grabbed her slim wrist and held it down on the
bed as he positioned himself on top of her. Kali shifted around
beneath him, spreading her knees wide and planting her feet on the
mattress. He pushed into her just as she lost patience and heaved
herself up at him, lifting her bottom off the mattress, impaling
herself willfully on his hard cock.

"Ohhh,"
she gasped. "Ohhh…"

She
wrapped her arms around his broad shoulder and squeezed, feeling the
hardness of his chest on her breasts, the fevered thickness of him in
her cunt, stretching her and hurting her with the most delicious
pain. Her body came alive now with a depth of pleasure like nothing
she'd ever felt before, a deep satisfaction and obliterating
fulfillment that made her sob in gratitude.

She
began to fuck him, gorging herself on his hard male meat, moving her
ass obscenely, using the muscles of her thighs and belly. She sucked
and clutched at him with her pussy, showing him what a woman was for,
and he choked back deep sobs and groans of savage pleasure as he
filled his hands with her breasts and drove into her, forcing her ass
down into the mattress and making her take it, seeking the sweetness
of her acceptance.

Kali
hissed with delight. She stretched her hands out over her head to
press them up against the headboard and keep him from driving her up
the mattress from the strength of his furious thrusts. This was what
she wanted: his flesh inside her, fucking her with all the dumb
hunger of naked sexual need, male and female, no room for thought and
no room for sorrow, just this blind search for ecstasy, for the
fusion of body to body.

When
he slowed she pushed him over, clambered on top of him and impaled
herself again on his prick, riding him like a wild horse in the
night, her black hair hanging wild around her face, her breasts
quaking on her chest. She called him her master, her prince, her wild
elephant of the forest, her slayer, her jewel. She bruised her cunt
against him and sucked his tongue into her mouth, inhaled his breath
and cried out her pleasure.

She
wanted his come. She wanted his seed. She wanted to feel him bursting
inside her with all the blind force of life itself so that when he
came, it would be like a wave of rapture. A wave bigger than any wave
she'd ever seen: a wave that would wash everything else away.

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About
the Authors

Alessia
Brio
got her start writing erotica and poetry Literotica.com
^®under the oh-so-humble pseudonym
impressive
(affectionately
shortened to
Imp
). Readers can now visit her online at
alessiabrio.com and find her published work at Purple Prosaic, Phaze,
Clean Sheets, Amazon.com, All Romance eBooks, Mobipocket, Sony,
Barnes & Noble, 1 Romance Ebooks, eXcessica, and Fictionwise.

Alex
De Kok
is an incurable romantic who writes erotica for fun. He
started writing erotic fiction because he enjoys reading it and
hadn't found much that was good. Whether his is any better is for the
readers to say, but he's encouraged by the feedback he's received so
far.

Blue
Rains
is a writer of various topics, from science fiction,
metaphysical, zen, to learning the art of erotic fiction. She loves
to be on the water, watching the sea life and birds, and is most
inspired by poets like Kilbran, Rumi, and Anaïs Nin. Her
greatest goal is to write words to inspire those who thirst for the
eclectic and exotic.

Boo
Merengue
is a writer who is not necessarily talented, but has a
lucky turn of phrase now and then. She lives in Tennessee most of the
time but travels to new places whenever possible. Her interests are
legion, and she spends most of her free time exploring new places and
new ideas. She's also very busy learning to age gracefully. When she
is reincarnated she wants to be a giraffe or a seahorse or a National
Geographic photographer. In that order.

Dave
Edgar
, raised in Maine, is a retired firefighter. Writing and
illustrating fascinate him. "The point is seeing how people
tick. Pornography?" he asks, "I don't even own a
pornograph."

Dr.
Mabeuse
churns out erotica and fantasy from his basement
laboratory outside Chicago. He specializes in tales of transcendent
passion and transforming sex, and enjoys playing along the interface
between sex and religion. He's had three books published by Ellora's
Cave (www.ellorascave.com)—
Overcoming Abigail
,
Helene
Blackmailed
, and
The Experiment
—with another due out
shortly.
The Croft
, an erotic vampire story, is available
through Extasy E-books. He maintains (just barely) a website at
mabeuse.com

Dranoel
is a middle-aged man from the mid-west who enjoys writing characters.
Sometimes they have sex, but it's all just part of the story. Once
described as "Demented in a sophisticated sort of way," his
twisted humor often manifests in his stories as unexpected twists.

Duel
Citizen
is the culmination of combined talents.
Riding the
Rain
features Raine Messiér, a seasoned author currently
publishing fiction, fetish, and travel articles under various
pseudonyms and Jonathan Pryce who writes for the love of writing.

Gabrielle
Miel
has been writing erotic stories for almost two years and
takes pleasure in sharing a secretive part of her life, mind, and
heart with her readers. Honey is the type of person who always has a
glint in her eyes and a smile on her face, and she delights in making
people wonder how they got there!

Harley
Stone (a/k/a lucky-E-leven)
weaves tales of women, revealing
their diversity and complexity when it comes to life and love. She
might shatter a few of your preconceived notions about lesbians, but
makes it worth your while because she's the one lesbian that will
actually let you watch.

Justanne
Farrow
is a delightfully wicked "old" woman with a
knack for the vivid expression of loving passion and intense longing
in every word she writes. She resides in England, but her heart spans
the globe.

Lauren
Hynde
is the Atlantic, the Mediterranean. Their waters flow in
her veins and permeate all she does: poetry, prose, art, life.

Liar
is an almost-30 viking rooted at the shore of the Baltic Sea. A
fetish with the English language's musicality turned him to writing,
and plain randiness turned him to writing erotica. Militant pacifist,
freeloading poet, and cat person.

Moonlight
Elf
is an illustrator and a poet whose passion is her art. At the
age of three, she created her first masterpiece on the living room
wall much to the horror of her mother and delight of her father.
Today, she still loves to draw on walls.

My
Erotic Tale
lives in south/east Texas on the Trinity, River,
which is what he calls his number one muse. The country life that so
many pursue, he is fortunate enough to live.
Coming Together
for Katrina victims is an icon example of Americans helping
Americans, and he is honored to be a part of it.

Jamison
Landry
is that guy in the coffeehouse with his heels kicked up on
the table. He's a permanent fixture there much like the fake ficus
trees and clichéd French art. His artful muses are sex and
lattés, which he finds splayed naughty and nude, topping off
his wicked caffeine fix. Jamison's poetry can also be found in print
in issue #10 (Spring/Summer 2007) of
Bare Bone
.

Rebecca
Leah
is an underground erotica author for fun. During daylight
hours, she is a perfect example of the theory:
it's always the
quiet ones
. She would like to thank Literotica.com and her fellow
authors for creating a nurturing community to scribble in.

Savannah
Reardon
is a
Southern gal who started
writing at an early age. She is the author of many short stories,
some of which are featured on the free erotica site, Literotica.
Several of her stories were nominated for monthly category Reader's
Choice Awards, and one of them went on to win the special End of the
Year award in 2005 for the How-To category. She also won the
2004 Earth Day contest. She has recently taken the leap and submitted
to a publisher. You can get updated news and information on
Savannah's works at http://savannahreardon.tripod.com

Sherry
Hawk
lives in the heart of Dixie, although her home will always
be Southern California. She is active in many Native American issues,
and likes to write stories with women just as stubborn and
strong-willed as she is.

Vella
is a raving lesbian who thrives on making people laugh. Writing on a
part time basis brings her joy and release from every day doldrums.
Though she will never write a Pulitzer Prize winning piece, if she's
made someone smile or laugh out loud, then she feels she has done her
part as a writer.

Victoria
Blisse
is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan, and
erotica writer. She was born near Manchester, England and her
northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.
Passion, love, and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her
life. To find out more, visit Victoria online at
www.victoriablisse.co.uk

Wicked
Eve
is a stunning, southern creature who is tragically afflicted
with poetry trances. She credits all her work to automatic writing.
She believes her hand is guided by some brilliant poet—long
dead and quite possibly sexy—and she loves her hot red car,
Fifi.

Will
Belegon
is a poet and author from California who has come to
believe that there is no better teacher than experience; that just
because it hurts does not mean it is bad; and that nothing is more
important than those we love. He intends to never guard his heart.
Will has published works available from Phaze and Venus Press and has
scripted audio plays for Sensual Whispers in the United Kingdom.
Those interested in more of Will's everyday adventures, erotic and
otherwise, can visit him online at willbelegon.com.

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For
more information about Coming Together and its authors, download the
free, comprehensive-
ish
Playbill
at:

http://www.eroticanthology.com/playbill.htm

Wave
Length
©2005 by Lauren Hynde.
Reprinted with permi
ssion.

The
Fury
©2004 by Sherry Hawk. Reprinted with permission.

Thunder
Beach
©2004 by Dranoel. Reprinted with permission.

Identity
©2005 by Liar. Reprinted with permission.