Free/Reduced Price Monster Fun!

I have two news items to announce today:

First, for only two more days, Bigfoot Bangs the Militia is free on Amazon. Think of it as a reward for completing your taxes. Or, if you are tardy with the filing, maybe you need some good escapism. The freedom-loving protagonists of the story would wholeheartedly approve of avoiding paying taxes, any way you can.

After Monday, April 18, this story goes back to the standard price of $2.99, so download it now while it’s free!

Second item: I’ve permanently lowered the price of Lure of the Prairie Monster to $.99. It’s topical right now, as we are in prairie burning season as I write. (I’m hoping it’s mostly over, though, because the pervasive smoke is getting to all of us here in the Flint Hills of Kansas. cough cough) LotPM has writing about this dramatic seasonal practice, as well as a juicy, romantic encounter between a nature-loving human woman and a sensitive monster of the prairie.

Lure of the Prairie Monster is available on Amazon, but also Barnes and Noble, Kobo, and other ebook retailers.

After you read these stories, may I humbly implore that you write a review on Amazon, goodreads, or wherever you purchased them.

Happy reading!

It’s Here! Bigfoot Bangs the Militia

 

 

Woo hoo! I’m so excited to share this story with you. “Bigfoot Bangs the Militia” is a bit more irreverent, a bit less romantic than “Summer of the Centaur.” But it’s about a beautiful encounter between a couple and Bigfoot at a wildlife refuge, and as always, it is 100% consensual.

I tend to write more for the ladies, and this story is no exception. Apparently straight guys don’t enjoy stories about anal sex, if the man is the receiver. My research indicates that women are fine with it. Go figure.

Men, it might be a nice Valentine gift for the nature-loving lady in your life.

Conservative Christians will probably want to skip this one. Do I need to say that?

 

Bigfoot Bangs the Militia, excerpt

It must be getting pretty boring for the militia at that wildlife refuge. But Bigfoot can spice things up. Here’s a sample of my story in progress. Our narrator is a woman, who has followed her husband to the refuge, to care for him during the occupation. Bigfoot is a gentle creature, but she has made it known to him that she likes to be manhandled, and we’ll find out if he obliges her . . .

He let go of one of my arms and grabbed me by the hair. Next thing I knew I was laying on a big tree, one of those ones that kinda half fall, but are still rooted. It was as wide as my shoulders, but swayed just a bit with my weight. Then he ripped my flannel shirt open, buttons flying into the snow. That’d be something to explain to the guys back at headquarters, but I didn’t ruminate on it, because then Bigfoot was on me, laying over my torso, his weight pressing me into the rough bark behind my back. He yanked my bra up over my tits and laid a hand over one, giving a friendly squeeze to the plump flesh, then grabbing the scrunched-up nipple between a finger and a thumb and holding on tight.

He still had me by the hair with his other hand, and he pulled my head back, angling me so my eyes were looking right into his. It was a beautiful moment, our eyes gazing into one another’s, across the divide of civilized and free, of hairy and smooth. His coat with its aroma of woodsmoke, musk, and dry leaves, my smooth skin with the rosy fragrance of my homemade goat milk soap. Could we cross this divide, to unite our breeds in wild ecstasy? You betcha!