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Quickies in New York



Tumblr of Guy New York, bestselling erotica writer and smut peddler. Occasionally NSFW or any place else for that matter. You can find my author site at www.guynewyork.com



 



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People To Maybe Write About

Tue, 24 Apr 2018 10:55:59 -0400

Jerry the photographer who got his start shooting paparazzi shots on Fellini sets and then went on to photograph every author who ever lived. Oh, I shot Nabokov he told us sitting around the lunch table. He was quiet but nice. Once he brought me smelly things as he called them. Cologne that came in cigar-shaped bottles. He told me he saw Roman Polanski by the pool in Rome. He’s mad at me, I think. His voice was sad but resolute.

Maybe Alex, my father’s best friend until he died in his apartment and nobody knew about it for ten days. He never graduated high school but he taught at MIT and Columbia. Mathematics and physics of course, because what else could he know? He also scaled a building to blowtorch open a girl’s window because she wouldn’t see him, which in retrospect sounded like a good call on her part. I think dad stopped him before he reached the top. The girl was saved, but nobody could save Alex.

Don’t forget Mark, the gay redneck with an English degree who had never seen a vagina. He got jumped by a bro outside a porn shop in South Carolina, but he beat the shit out of him. The guy looked up all bloody and told him he was still a fag. Mark smiled and then spit. Yeah, he said. I am. And you just got your ass kicked by a fucking fag.

Maybe throw in Chuck who drove to Mexico when he went crazy, and maybe it’s Kelly who loved brains and became a brain surgeon who doesn’t believe in vaccinating your children.

Tommy’s brother went a bit nuts and collected porn magazines and blocked his room up all the way to the ceiling so nobody could get inside, but he had nothing on Susanne’s ex-husband. He kept photos of naked women with his wife’s face taped onto them in a safe in the basement. She had to find a safecracker to get in, but I bet she wishes she hadn’t.

I wouldn’t know where to begin with Frank. 

-gny

(If you’d like to support me try: Patreon | Buy a book | Read on Medium | Buy me a coffee!)




quickienewyork: I’m getting ready to update my Patreon for the...

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 18:28:55 -0400

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quickienewyork:

I’m getting ready to update my Patreon for the first of May

I’ll be adding a gallery of these sweet summer dreamy pics of @piper-doll and @herdirtylittleheart . There are twenty pictures in total.

I’ll also add a new full book for patrons, something I do each month. I’m deciding on which one now, but I’m open to suggestions (especially from new patrons).

Last month I shared the first chapter of my unpublished novel Portraits of Alice along with a gallery of me and Piper’s first year together in my old apartment. It’s a casual and somewhat silly peek into our little world.

You can see all the old things and the new ones if you sign up to support my writing! The photos are just a fun side project, but hopefully enticing all the same.

A big thank you to the folks who have already joined me. It’s been fun sharing with you and moving closer to my goal of earning a living from my work. You’re the best!

You can see more on my Patreon page here.

xo

-gny




The Couple That Porns Together

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 17:19:26 -0400

quickienewyork:

“Okay, this one is kinda creepy in a good way, but the voices are horrible,” she said. She hit play and I watched a girl climb into her “step-father’s” bed and slowly start to seduce him. We only listened to two lines of dialog before turning the sound off, but it was enough to set the scene. They were young and cute, and of course, he had a huge dick that he didn’t really hesitate to fuck his “step-daughter” with in spite of his initial protests.

“This one is kinda gross and kinda hot,” I said when hers was done. I turned my laptop so she could watch the video I had found the night before when I couldn’t sleep.

“Ugh, that is gross. But yeah, kinda hot,” she said. I kissed her cheek as we leaned in closer, the bright screens on our laps full of more images of cocks, cunts, come, and perfect manicures. She showed me another as I scrolled through the dirtier side of my Tumblr dashboard, and the images we somehow less important than the sharing.

“Would you suck that cock?” she asked, and I only nodded.

“Would you go down on that girl?” I asked, and she looked at me like I didn’t know her. “Obviously.”

But then the laptops were on the floor next to the bed, and our hands were all over ourselves and each other as we stayed lost in the neon glow of impossible naked bodies. I was already hard, but still, I jerked myself off as she pushed the covers down so both of us could watch. Each scene–perverted in its own way–played through my head as we kissed, and when I climbed between her legs I couldn’t settle on one story.

“I’m thinking about everything at the same time. I want to go down on my little sister after her date, and then I want to fuck you as you tell me daddies aren’t supposed to do that. I want to break into the apartment and cover your mouth as you scream, and I want to watch you in the bath with that girl with pink hair.”

“Daddies aren’t supposed to fuck their little girls,” she whispered, her hand guiding me inside her before I could even start to tease.

“But you’re my little girl, aren’t you?” I asked, instantly letting the rest of them fall away. “I own this pretty little mouth and these perfect little tits, and this tight cunt belongs all to me, isn’t that right?”

“Oh god,” she moaned, as I fucked her faster, her arms now pinned above her head. “Yes, Daddy. It’s all yours. All of me belongs just to you.”

And then our words stopped as we kissed and moaned, the poetic side to our sex replaced by the sweat and come as fucked on our bed in our warm and cozy apartment. I could see nothing but her eyes as I thrust into her, and she scratched her nails down my back in perfect symmetry. When she started to come she said the words we don’t share, and I kissed her again as I felt myself follow quickly behind her.

And then, in the darkness, the laptops gone, the games vanished, and the words that are better than toys put away, we held hands as we looked up at the ceiling, our chests rising and falling as our hearts beat to the same rhythm.

-gny

  (if you like my blog and want to read something longer, you can buy one of my books here.)




angelomisterioso: Geoffroy de Boismenu

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 16:02:57 -0400

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Geoffroy de Boismenu




I also sat at Fanelli’s for a while, which has to be one of the...

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 14:14:34 -0400

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I also sat at Fanelli’s for a while, which has to be one of the friendliest bars in NYC. They also serve very tasty food and great drinks. It’s an oasis hidden amongst the wine bars and sterile coffee shops.




I saw so much cute street art yesterday in Soho!It’s always...

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 14:12:46 -0400

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I saw so much cute street art yesterday in Soho!

It’s always strange to walk slowly through a city, but there are so many little things to see.




I’m getting ready to update my Patreon for the first of...

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 13:46:58 -0400

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I’m getting ready to update my Patreon for the first of May

I’ll be adding a gallery of these sweet summer dreamy pics of @piper-doll and @herdirtylittleheart . There are twenty pictures in total.

I’ll also add a new full book for patrons, something I do each month. I’m deciding on which one now, but I’m open to suggestions (especially from new patrons).

Last month I shared the first chapter of my unpublished novel Portraits of Alice along with a gallery of me and Piper’s first year together in my old apartment. It’s a casual and somewhat silly peek into our little world.

You can see all the old things and the new ones if you sign up to support my writing! The photos are just a fun side project, but hopefully enticing all the same.

A big thank you to the folks who have already joined me. It’s been fun sharing with you and moving closer to my goal of earning a living from my work. You’re the best!

You can see more on my Patreon page here.

xo

-gny




bfmaterial: Kevin Thompson by Marcus Morris for Out Magazine

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 11:13:29 -0400

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Kevin Thompson by Marcus Morris for Out Magazine




classyartgallery: Amber Valletta , New York, 1996 by...

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 10:53:08 -0400

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classyartgallery:

Amber Valletta , New York, 1996

by Irving Penn




Good morning,It’s a beautiful morning here in Brooklyn, and all...

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 10:28:33 -0400

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Good morning,

It’s a beautiful morning here in Brooklyn, and all the dogs were in the park. It’s finally starting to feel like spring and that makes me a happy man.

Yesterday morning I went into the city for some breakfast at Fanelli’s and some shopping for summer clothes. Mostly I wanted to take some more pictures with my new lens though. And I wanted to continue on my new black and white kick for the rando instagram I just started.

It was a fun morning and kept me busy as I waited for Piper to get back from Iowa where she was at a wedding all weekend. Nothing like a few days away to make us both turn into mush when we see each other again. Even if it was mush sitting in front of the TV watching Westworld.

I’m moving into today slowly. 

Which largely means I’m not yet sure what to focus on. I want to work on my Patreon update for the start of May along with the new Susanna book I’ve finally started. Mostly I feel like playing with photos which always feels like a nice break from writing. It feels like it uses a different part of my brain and I like that.

Anyway, I hope you’re having a good day and the weather is beautiful where you are. Send dirty vibes my way so I can dive into writing something scandalous.

Xoxo

-gny




I Carried a Watermelon? – Guy New York – Medium

Mon, 23 Apr 2018 10:17:39 -0400

I Carried a Watermelon? – Guy New York – Medium:

Nothing like a Dirty Dancing joke to carry a dirty story.

Or so I thought. 

Still one of my favorite opening lines.

“That was the summer of 1963 when everybody called me Baby, and it didn’t occur to me to mind. That was before President Kennedy was shot, before the Beatles came, when I couldn’t wait to join the Peace Corps, and I thought that I’d never find a guy as great as my dad.” - Frances Baby Houseman




How to Write Shapeshifting Billionaire Dinosaur Victorian...

Sun, 22 Apr 2018 14:25:17 -0400

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How to Write Shapeshifting Billionaire Dinosaur Victorian Step-Brother Porn

Everyone wants to write the next big thing, but while it’s easy to get out the lube and just dive right in, coming up with creative stories can be tough. But if you’ve followed along through the last ten years of self-publishing on Amazon, you might notice a few themes.

For a while it was dino-sex. Then it was billionaires. Then it was step-brothers. Then it was billionaire dinosaurs!

And then, finally, we reached peak Amazon: Billionaire Dinosaur Step-brother Erotic Romance.

It’s a brave new world out there and the next big thing is hard to imagine let alone create yourself. It could be lesbian motorcycle gang smut or possibly time traveling male escort porn.

Sadly, we can’t all be Chuck Tingle or Christie Sims, so the rest of us mortals have to try a little harder when it comes to writing the next great American porn novel.

With that in mind, I’ve created this handy list of suggestions and insights to keep in mind as you go:

  1. Dinosaurs, Vampires, and Republicans are all cold-blooded: don’t forget to describe the way their cold skin feels against your warm tasty flesh.
  2. Amazon doesn’t allow underage characters, so make sure to clarify that every shapeshifting capybara in your books has at least graduated high school.
  3. Billionaires rarely had to work very hard to get where they are. So why would they work hard to get the girl? Remember, money is more important than charm. Or consent.
  4. Animal (imaginary and real) penises are all shaped differently. Try making a Pinterest board before you start writing. Call it something like Noah’s Ark of Dicks.
  5. Chicks love romance, so make sure that when the werewolf biker gang finally captures your heroine they whisper sweet things in her ear during the group sex scene.
  6. Always write from experience. That lonely ancient water spirit isn’t going to fuck itself. And neither is its brother.
  7. Research is important to make a story feel real. If your book is about a lesbian soccer star falling in love with a teammate during the FIFA women’s world cup, try googling “two girls one cup” first.

Hope this helps. :P 

-gny

(If you’d like to support me try: Patreon | Buy a book | Read on Medium | Buy me a coffee!)




where-life-begins:Marc Morato enjoying Maria Riot xconfessions...

Sun, 22 Apr 2018 14:03:15 -0400

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Marc Morato enjoying Maria Riot
xconfessions - A feminist man




quickienewyork: ©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#672) “For some...

Sun, 22 Apr 2018 00:42:47 -0400

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©2013 by The Dirty Gentleman (#672)

“For some reason these days all I want is guys to come in my mouth.”


I nearly spit out my drink when she said it, because based on her tone of voice she may as well have asked about the weather. We were drinking red wine at a small party that wasn’t going to take a turn for the naked. In fact most people would leave, Sarah and I would go to our room, and while our guest was staying over, it wasn’t that kind of a party.


“It’s a new thing, you know? I just love kneeling and watching them grunt and groan and make all sorts of faces as they push themselves over the edge. And then I love opening my mouth and just taking it all. It’s not even the taste so much as the idea. I like being an offering. And I like being the place someone most wants to come.”


“Well you do have lovely lips,” I said before I could think better of it. She blushed as she stepped closer.


“Any time you like,” she said, before turning to find a fresh glass of wine.


Later that night as Sarah and I slowly made love I could think of only one thing.




erotic-nonfiction: Angles 

Sun, 22 Apr 2018 00:41:13 -0400

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Angles 




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writingdirty: Tableaux: Anaïs & Henry As those who read my writings with any regularity know,...

Fri, 20 Apr 2018 15:22:59 -0400

writingdirty: Tableaux: Anaïs & Henry As those who read my writings with any regularity know, Henry Miller and especially Anaïs Nin play essential roles in my artistic and personal life. Thus, when Ms. Darker told me about the theme for the April Tableaux and asked me to help her art direct, I was both excited and humbled. The more well-known circle of expat writers and artist in Paris, who occupied the Left Bank in the 20s, were Gertrude Stein, Hemingway, Ezra Pound, James Joyce, and their lot. But there was another group, the one that formed around Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller, that was a bit removed from the Left Bank and the Latin Quarter. Nin and her husband Hugh “Hugo” Guiler lived in Montparnasse and Miller mostly lived in Clichy. The period they are known for was in the 30s, when Miller was writing Tropic of Cancer. Perhaps the fact that these artists never gained the same celebrity as Stein’s circle has a lot to do with their allure. Nin and her lot were a bit poorer, a bit wilder, a bit more debauched, and debatably more free thinking. One of the most interesting things to see is how so many of the artists in their circle drew upon the same experiences. As Miller was penning Tropic, Nin was writing the most famous parts of her diary, Lawrence Durrell was writing the Black Book, as well, Brassaï, the incredible photographer, was capturing the streets of Paris. The same characters pop up in various works. Alfred Perlès, Michael Fraenkel, Harry and Caresse Crosby, the wild dramatist Antonin Artaud, the dastardly womanizing gossip journalist Wambly Bald, all find their way into so much of the circle’s work. I see echoes in my own life. Certainly, Ms. Darker shares many traits with Anaïs. We have our circle, which contains artists of all sorts, as well as writers, musicians, people who excel in business, psychology (Nin’s group had a few of Freud’s prodigies in it) and other mediums and school of thought. We are friends and often lovers. The line between the two is often an interesting conversation. We support each other. We are amused and inspired and aroused by each other. So many of the people in our circle show up in my stories. They are in @quickienewyork stories too. They are in @tdgpresents photographs. They are in @msdarker drawings and carefully crafted events. I feel like in some ways we create for ourselves and each other before anyone else and that is the key to our work. Anyhow, I ramble. I ramble because I am in love with us and I’m so happy to celebrate our kindred spirits, our patron saints, our artistic ancestors on Tuesdays. I hope you’ll join us. Tableaux is a monthly art salon and kinky mixer, presented by Lot 45 Bushwick and House of Darker. Join us on Tuesday, April 24, at Lot 45 (411 Troutman, Brooklyn) starting at 7pm. The theme will be “Anaïs & Henry: Love, Lust, Passion, Paris.” [...]



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