This city-based series of outstanding erotic stories moves on to Dublin, the birthplace of Guinness, James Joyce and so much more. A glittering array of tales guaranteed to titillate, delight, shock and delight as readers journey across the Liffey and the streets of the Irish capital.
Brand new stories from authors Ken Bruen, Sean Black, Colin Bateman, Stella Duffy, Shelley Silas, Nikki Magennis and many others are collected here to celebrate and eroticise Dublin.
Cities are not just about monuments and museums and iconic places, they are also about people at love and play in unique surroundings.
Introduction Maxim Jakubowski
Dublin Express Colin Bateman
Madeleine. Like Seine Shelley Silas
Juno and the Peacock Severin Rossetti
Love is the Drug Ken Bruen
Picking Apples in Hell Nikki Magennis
Molly, You Have 4391 Words, Start Now … Maxim Jakubowski
Abstract Liffey Craig J. Sorensen
Peeping Tammi Kelly Greene
With a Vengeance Sean Black
The City Spreads Startling Vast Elizabeth Costello
Of Cockles and Mussel Stella Duffy
Doublin’ Gerard Brennan
What’s that you ask?
The answer is simple: I get off on every opportunity to watch couples, or any other combination of people, or any single person doing anything sexual. My obsession started while walking the dog one sunny afternoon in Phoenix Park, just north-west of Dublin.
I had let the dog loose as it was over a mile from the road. Whenever my pooch, Darby, starts to act strange, like there is someone about, she always comes close to me. If a stranger comes in sight or within her hearing, she walks in front of me, and so closely she trips me up. That day, Darby came right back to me and plastered herself to my legs. I looked around and saw nothing. But as I walked on, I heard what sounded like a woman’s voice making those unmistakable sounds of sexual pleasure.
Following the sound into the undergrowth, I spotted a man’s backside pumping up and down, making some lucky lass happy. I hushed the dog to prevent her from barking and I watched this man plough his business into her business like he was a farming machine tearing up the ground. Good grief but was he horsing it in. I was mesmerized by the spectacle and felt my box immediately go wet. I was also a little jealous. And I wished it was me in her place.
When he groaned and was about to reach his climax, I tore myself away from the sexiest sight I had ever encountered and walked away quickly with Darby close at my heels. My blood ran madly and I told myself to relax and just get home. I went quickly to my flat in Stoneybatter and off came my clothes. And my fingers became that man’s fingers.
I had the strongest, strangest solo orgasm I’ve ever experienced.