Authors: Jess C Scott
Tags: #family, #literary, #family relations, #anthology, #literature, #erotic romance, #erotic literature, #contemporary fiction, #taboo, #taboo sex, #contemporary romance, #fiction, #sex, #contemporary, #stories, #cougar, #adult romance, #romance, #erotic fiction, #literary erotic fiction, #short stories
PRAISE for Jess C Scott
“[Please] keep up the good work . . . the world can certainly use some more authentic, original work like yours, rather than the same old re-packaged mass-market pulp.”
TGirl Revelations / Bibrary.com, October 2010
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“You pack huge volumes of experience and information into your [work]. You’re impressive, I’ll say that, and edgy and interesting. And mildly scary.”
T. D. / via e-mail, 2010
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“I love the fact that the writer is not scared of taboo subjects, I love to read and learn about different things, and I am very glad that there are authors out there like [Jess].”
Melanie Alexander, 2010
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[Box Set #1, Taboo sex + AFF collection]
Published by Jess C Scott
/ jessINK, Smashwords Edition
Copyright © 2011 by Jess C Scott
All rights reserved.
Edition: April 2011
The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and unintended by the author.
: Introducing part of Jess C Scott’s second erotic anthology (Fashion Icon + AFF / taboo sex + Asian factual fiction). The full edition of Primal Scream will contain taboo sex, AFF, and BDSM-themed stories (Jess is currently working on the latter).
Individual story summaries are included after the table of contents. Enjoy!
All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
P.S. This edition establishes the characters in
as neighbors or step relatives. Please “use your imagination” to fully enjoy the stories.
Jess writes relationship-based contemporary fiction with erotic elements,
pornography (which is primarily meant to titillate).
For more info, please visit Jess’s website @
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Table of Contents
FASHION ICON (taboo sex / step relatives)
 WICKED LOVELY
2] SWISS MISS
] SPINNING AROUND
AFF (Asian Factual Fiction / erotic literature)
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FASHION ICON (taboo sex stories)
Wicked Lovely (step-siblings)
Ed has been (guiltily) attracted to “Goddess Julie” for as long as he can remember—but moves out once he finishes high school. Unexpectedly, Julie discovers she has similar sentiments…
Swiss Miss (step-siblings)
Listless Andy Acklin underestimates the hold his younger stepsister has over him, who’s blossomed into a full fledged hottie.
Cougar on the prowl Rachel Coker turns her attention to Brent, her 20-year-old neighbour.
22-year-old Nathan Karim proves his lifetime commitment and loyalty to Maya Karim, three days before Maya’s wedding day.
Spinning Around (stepfather/stepdaughter)
48-year-old Deryk Wolf’s not-so-little girl shows her appreciation for his support of her passion for fashion.
AFF (Factual Fiction)
Jake Blake “the Rake” from a small New England town meets his cosmopolitan Asian counterpart-cum-fetish.
A sensuous bu
siness acquaintance breaks Drea’s stale fixation with her first love, Jack.
When BFFs Chantal and Aisyah meet a Catholic school boy and his androgynous best friend, the two couples collectively discover how much they really have in common.
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 WICKED LOVELY
: A stepbrother and stepsister look to themselves, and not society, to make sense of the sexual love they share.
P.S. Due to their close relationship, Ed and Julie refer to themselves as “brother and sister” throughout this story [please see note above, and “use your imagination”].
[Ed / 4 June 2006]
YES — I’ve the whole house to myself.
Nine Inch Nails is playing upstairs, God how I love that fuck you like an animal song. Music’s so-so-so-so L-O-U-D. Rhythm’s so hypnotic it’s giving me a headspin.
Dad’s with golfing buddies. Mom’s at some beading class or bingo session. Don’t know it don’t matter.
And Julie? Julie Elle Drake is out with Bobby.
Bobby the Nice Guy.
Bobby the Prince.
Bobby the Sweet Guy who Asked Me Out with the Burnt Cookie he made at Home Ec class.
Bobby the Everything.
Think about going over to Kingston’s house for a while. Dude owes me 100 bucks. I should steal that and more when I’m over. He and his CEO dad share a stash of porn mags and expensive tobacco. But oh. It’s a lazy Sunday afternoon. Too half-assed to even reach over, pick up the phone and dial a number.
Switch TV on. Lounge around. It will only last a few minutes.
This languid tranquility is the prelude to what comes next.
, suddenly picks up again. I try and try but I can’t get away. Cell by cell, my brain is wired to the signal. It’s like a strange invisible smoke line, luring you in...to the destination place.
This is so weird.” I speak my thoughts out loud. One nice thing about having the house to yourself is that you can voice your own thoughts without fear.
Everyone will kill me if they know about this. I’m a perv, a deviant, a psycho, a twisted individual! This is gross unhealthy abnormal I’ll cross over a line that should have never been crossed if I haven’t already and I need counseling or should I see a psychiatrist and get myself checked out, maybe we were brought up in a screwed up kind of way?
I don’t think so.” Detective Green on Law & Order. Lost track of what’s going on in this episode. Can’t concentrate. Can’t concentrate on shit.
Body is aching. In the craving way.
Peel myself off the sofa.
Ed, you sicko.
I wanna tell the voice in my head and the whole world to shut up. They can talk and talk but they’ve not been in the same situation, they don’t even know what they’re missing out on.
That. That’s the exact thing that fuels their disgust and anger. It’s a displaced frustration, that they can never have access to this deranged special kind of arrangement.
Drag myself up the stairs in a weird mix of dread guilt apprehension and uncontrollable wild anticipation and excitement.
Find myself in front of Goddess Julie’s room. The door is closed but you can’t lock it from the outside. Glare at the morons on the poster. Some lame brothers emo-looking band with way too much eyeliner and black hair dye that really sucks BIG TIME, nothing but pop “rock” crap for 12 year old girls to listen to (Julie isn’t 12 — figure of speech). Their lyrics are about their love life and if those lyrics are indeed true, damn their love life blows. They don’t have one insanely hard and talented guitar solo, no drummer, no bass player, and no talent. They are just another manufactured product and who knows what their appeal is. Where’s a new Zeppelin, Iron Maiden, Nirvana, or Guns n’ Roses? Good music is dead. So once again, I don’t think they suck, I KNOW they suck.