About MaxwellSpanx2015


I write vivid erotica. My sordid tales of lust and passion are always gritty, yet I love to retain a sense of humour within my characters. Some of my tales are based loosely on my own experiences, whereas others are complete works of my deviant mind. I paint an authentic picture of the world that I create, so the reader can immerse themselves within.

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Topic: Talented [if I do say so myself] Author Looking for Feedback
Posted: 24 May 2017 05:47


I'm an upcoming writer . And like all writers, I thrive off constructive feedback.

I write in various genres, including Loving Wives, Cuckold and Humour & Satire. But all my work contains at least an element of humour which has been described dark and sardonic

Current project: Love Burn

Personal Fave: Adventures of Cameltoe
My Guilty Pleasure: RED
For all other submissions check out my Lush Author page
I look forward to your comments.


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Love Burns. Act 4.

Chapter 17 The air felt thick with moisture from the shower in the ensuite. Clothes littered the bed as Estin and Maud dressed for a Christmas party. Sliding a carved glass bottle of perfume from its cardboard sleeve, Maud squirted some scent on her wrists before massaging it onto her neck. “I can’t remember the last time I wore this.” “Can’t be that long ago. I only bought it you for...

Added 14 Jun 2017 | Category Love Stories | Votes 1 | Avg Score 4 | Views 501

Love Burns. Act 3.

  Chapter 12   Crouched in front of the marble fireplace, Jessie used a cast-iron poker to prod the burning firelighters into place. Flames licked around the dried pine forcing her to lean back as the fire spread across the packed grate. Jessie listened to Don’s footsteps upstairs. She skipped across the room then hit the light switch plunging the room into a sultry darkness. As she...

Added 19 May 2017 | Category Love Stories | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 705 | 4 Comments

Love Burns. Act 2.

Chapter 7 While walking home from the bus stop, Jessie could hear her heels on the worn tarmac of the country lane. The silence was disturbed by the distant rumble of an approaching vehicle. She pressed her back into the hedgerow, causing the thorns to grab onto her coat. A police car, quickly followed by a recovery truck, whizzed past her on the narrow country lane. ~ Openmouthed,...

Added 18 May 2017 | Category Love Stories | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 590 | 1 Comment

Love Burns. Act 1.

Chapter 1 Don woke to the electronic buzz from his alarm. He rolled onto his side and reached for the snooze button. On pressing it, he heard the familiar pitter-patter of feet on the stairs. “Go away!” The steps continued to his door. “Bruce, basket... Now. I’ll walk you tonight.” Don then bolted upright in bed. “Shit! I mentioned the W word.” The door burst open and four stone of...

Added 16 May 2017 | Category Love Stories | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 1,131 | 5 Comments


Roxy Chapter 1 I posed naked on the bed. Having forgotten to refresh my music, I listened to the same old shitty dance tunes through the laptop speakers. Despite the music grating on my ears, I smiled and hummed along with the bland lyrics. Legs spread, I rested my head in my hand while doing my best to appear interested. Pouting like the whore I was, I’d part my pussy lips to show...

Added 15 Jan 2015 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,614 | 1 Comment

The Choice

Deena’s Story Tears ran down my face as I walked up the garden path towards our new house. Blinded by the sadness, I couldn’t find the keyhole as the key scraped over the brass lock. My shoulders shuddered while I let out another cry for help. “Toby!” The door opened and I fell into the arms of my love. “Fuckin hell... what’s up with you, Rainy Face?” I didn’t know how to tell him. So...

Added 13 Jan 2015 | Category Cuckold | Votes 10 | Avg Score 4.1 | Views 12,278 | 3 Comments


My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour I suppose. Then again, that’s ginger, or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense, I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once... I’m not totally crazy. ...

Added 10 Jan 2015 | Category Fetish | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 4,228 | 3 Comments


He was the fit in a sort of ugly way. But I’m no masterpiece to look at either. Plus what should a forty year old expect on a speed dating night? The fact I knew every single person in here had a sad story to tell, sort of put me on a par with everyone else. According to his name tag, he was called Dick. It suited his personality. Still I’m as shallow as a puddle in the desert. So I was...

Added 08 Jan 2015 | Category Flash Erotica | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 3,659 | 1 Comment

King Arthur in the Adventures of Cameltoe (Part 2)

Chapter5 Arthur’s Story After dinner I walked the gardens to help digest my food. Despite the fine smells my head was elsewhere. My mind was a filled court politics. Everyone was at each other’s throats. The problems were building for me now. On top of ruling my kingdom, I had Guinevere heartbroken after being found having an affair, now I had my trusted knight telling me to sack...

Added 06 Jan 2015 | Category Humor | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,545 | 2 Comments

King Arthur in the Adventures of Cameltoe (Part 1)

Chapter1 Arthur’s Story Guinevere, my love, my soul mate... My absolute pain in the arse. They say behind every great man there is an even greater woman... Yup, whoever said that was obviously in his wife’s bad book. I mean, I’m never out of Guinevere’s bad book. She may as well be writing a fucking novel. It must have a contents page that reads like a parts manual for one of those...

Added 04 Jan 2015 | Category Humor | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 4,155 | 3 Comments

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