person(s) of color
An Anthology of Truly Bizarre Erotic Stories
Edited by Lon Sarver
Hunger is irrepressible. One can only ignore it for so long, and then the emptiness refuses to let go. The ache to be filled becomes a constant companion, with an opinion on every thing—and everyone—one sees. After that, hunger eclipses all other considerations. All other sensations dull, all other thoughts fade. There’s only the hungry, demanding flesh and its strange appetites.
Presented for your consumption are eleven tales of hunger and obsession. Here are jaded sexual adventurers, lost souls, frustrated dreamers, and a few who find themselves willing to pay any price to survive. There are monsters, as well, but they aren’t always the villains.
Take this book home to devour at your leisure. Nibble just one story a night, or wolf the whole thing down at once, however satisfies your desire. And if, when you’re done, something doesn’t feel quite right, ask yourself: What’s eating you?
Attempting to raise a dead warrior, Alrekr, from his barrow mound, three companions quickly outrun their luck. Folkvardr must travel into Ironwood to rescue his lover Unnr and her slave, Huld, from Alrekr the undead corpse, even if he must face Angrboda, the ettin of Ironwood herself. (M/F, F/F)
When First Mate Daniel Walker is captured by pirates, things don’t go as expected. He expected interrogation, torture, and possibly being made to walk the plank. He didn’t expect to be tied up, alone in the captain’s chambers, awaiting her pleasure. (M/F)
Ilamaych had once dreamed to become a Flame, to be able to change his body to be entirely female or male as he chose, instead of stuck shamefully between from birth. But that hope died when he was captured by slavers, and sold to a rough, lusty Ventris farmer named Earen whose commanding manner is at odds with his role as a serf to the local Matron. Earen is the first person Ilamaych has ever met who actually appreciates his unique body.
When Ficus—Flame to Earen’s Matron—discovers that Earen has been keeping Ilamaych prisoner on his farm, they are hauled in for punishment, and some very personal reconciliation.
But the world is bigger than one matron’s household, and the Ventris have been feuding with the lords of Tache for over three thousand years. Just when Ilamaych and Earen are finally finding their way with Ficus, things suddenly become much, much more complicated. (M/M, M/F, Other)
Jay is a young decommissioned solider who ventures into an online game with full sensations, Way of Illusion. Upgrades are too expensive for his veteran’s pension until he discovers The Camellia, a house of ill repute and sensual software adaptions. Jay soldiers on into a world where gender changes instantaneously and blowjobs are digitally enhanced. Yet, Jay might find more of a connection to reality than he realized. (M/M)
Vivian is a young missionary traveling to a distant planet, intent on spreading the word of God. Yet when the freighter she’s traveling on experiences engine malfunctions, Captain Jen Satou can only get them to their safety with Vivian’s help. And her ability to orgasm. (F/F)
For Harper, forty is not so fabulous. Sure she’s got a great friend and a good life in a big city, but being single and slightly plus-sized are downers to her day. At least she gets to spend her working hours staring at gorgeous Stone Masterson, the man of her dreams. Will a chance encounter make them more than co-workers? (F/M)
Deanna, PBS production intern, has a massive crush on the aging, graceful chef Johan Balewa. Her boyfriend, Mark, may be a rising star in the celebrity chef world, but he’s limp and uninspired in the bedroom. When Deanna introduces Mark to Johan during a weekend foodie convention in Los Angeles, Deanna finds herself at the epicenter of a tasty menage a trois, amidst roiling violence and the celebrity scene of LA. (M/M/F)
Icarus, a man on the run, dreams of wings, and of taking flight like the surgically modified rich and famous of Central City. The hacker who harbors him will do anything to keep him, including paying for the dangerous operation in a back alley chop shop. Neither can imagine how much the wings will truly cost. (M/M)
Nearly dead from thirst and the sun, a man fled through the desert. Just when he believed he could no longer go on, he stumbled upon a deep pool in a jungle at the edge of the wasteland. The water soothed his parched throat and gave comfort to his burnt skin. Then, that which lived in the pool gave him a stranger and altogether more intimate kind of comfort. (F/M)