Guy New York: Erotica Author and General Debaucher

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Guy New York is a bestselling erotica author and publisher with more than 25 titles to his name. With two full length novels, numerous short works, and a thousand free stories on his blog Quickies in New York, his books have been widely read and occasionally burned.

You can find all of his books here, as well as on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. He also runs a dirty bookstore at www.greaterotica.com. 

Private Tours: New Erotica!

private-tours-nyc-coverI just published a new book called Private Tours: NYC. It’s about a tour guide who brings his charge on a private tour of the city, stopping to get frisky in famous locations. It started out somewhat silly, and turned intense, hot, and I think rather beautiful as I worked on it.

Jennifer is a lovely woman going through a tough breakup when she hires Javier to show her a good time. She’s written out her fantasies in advance, so he knows exactly what she’s looking for and how to provide it, including a gloriously hot threesome in the middle.

The book it on Amazon here! Private Tours: NYC

Here’s an excerpt:

Atop the Empire State Building, Javier kissed the back of her neck, his one hand sliding down to a thigh before rising once more beneath her dress. She arched her back, turning her head, and kissed him on the mouth. He didn’t grope her or manhandle her, instead he gently teased, his fingers toying with the elastic of her underwear as much as her skin. Her breath left her body in a long slow sigh, and she settled into the feeling of a warm hard body behind her. He felt strong and he felt good. Most importantly, high up in the sky, with the city stretched out below her, she felt ready.

“Would you fuck me right here?” she suddenly asked, feeling her cheeks flush.

“It would be challenging,” he said, looking left and then right. There were people all around them, their I Love New York t-shirts bright and dirty at the same time. “But that’s not a no.”

“You’re serious, aren’t you?” she asked, pushing harder into him as she pictured it in her mind. She imagined him lifting her dress, pulling his cock from his trousers and simply sliding inside her as the tourists watched in shock. It was laughable, but also so hot she almost told him to do it. Just as the images were the strongest, his fingers slipped inside her panties once more to find her soft and wet. He circled her clit as he kissed the back of her neck, his lips almost hot against her skin.

“I would fuck you here and then again in the elevator. In the cab, in the park, at dinner, I don’t care who might see us. I want you so badly I can hardly stand it. Just touching you is almost enough to make me come.”

“You better not,” she teased, as his fingers continued working their magic between her legs. “At least not until you take me. Not until I get to feel you inside me first. Fuck, this is driving me crazy.”

She stepped away for a moment, turning to face him instead. He smiled and looked down as if to say he couldn’t be blamed for wanting her. As if to say it wasn’t his fault she was so beautiful. Jenny leaned back against the railing, looking at the other visitors more than the sites, and then she was done. As much as the loved the teasing, it was time for more. It was time for something she hadn’t had in far too long.

“Let’s get out of here,” she said, stepping close to him. “I need you inside me, and there are too many people here. Let’s go somewhere slightly less crowded. Or at least somewhere no one will care.”

“I think I can arrange that,” he said, walking her back to the elevator. He waved a card over the panel next to the door, and it opened once more, letting them into their own private room. As soon as the door closed, she was on him, kissing his lips before quickly falling to her knees.

New Project: GreatErotica.com

Screen Shot 2016-06-07 at 4.58.31 PMI have a new project and it’s just getting off the ground. It’s a curated erotica site with ten categories, each with no more than ten dirty books. I’m still flushing it out, and I’m looking for help!

It currently lives at http://greaterotica.com/

Do you have a dirty book you’d like to promote? Send it over! Do you write reviews of dirty books that you’d be comfortable with me sharing? Send them too! I’ll link back to your blog along with your bio and a listing on the site.

It’s a fun project, but one that takes a lot of work. I really want to find great books to share that are both enjoyable and hot. From classics to taboo, queer, and kinky erotica, I want it all. I just want to make sure it’s great!

Drop me a note in comments or email if you’d like your book listed, or have a review to share.

quickienewyork at gmail is my email.

Fucked Up Erotica: Excerpt from the Yes Rule

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Click the cover to buy the full book!

Here’s one of gayer scenes from The Yes Rule. Jane has decided that she wants to see her boyfriend get fucked, and she quickly finds two gentleman who are up for the task. She brings him to his parents bedroom, undresses him, and well, you know…


“Jack, take off you clothes,” she said. I didn’t pause. For my love, I would do anything, and hesitation wasn’t an option. She had been such a dream earlier in the day letting me fuck her mother’s mouth, and the last thing I wanted now was to fuck something up. I folded my clothes on the chair by the bed and stood there staring at the men, who were now grinning with a look that was more than friendly.

“Jack, why don’t you kneel and get these nice men hard so they can fuck you. Be a good boy.” The more she spoke the more confident she became, and I quickly knelt by the foot of the bed. She moved the men towards me, and seconds later I was looking up at two cocks twitching in front of my face. I reached up with two hands and took them both, squeezing with curiosity.

“Don’t play,” Jane said. “Suck.”

I opened my mouth on the bald one first, and he let out a moan as I felt him twitch in my hand. His cock was thick and salty, and he grew hard almost instantly. I wrapped my hand around the base and tried as best as I could to fit it all in my mouth. I gasped and choked, and the men laughed as they watched me struggling. I moved to the next one to find he was jerking himself off in quick motions. When I finally sucked him he got harder and bigger, until I found myself with a cock so large I wasn’t sure what to do with it.

“You don’t have to be gentle with him. This isn’t a fucking love fest. This little boy is here to suck cock and get fucked, do you understand?”

“You’re a mean little bitch,” the tall one said as he grabbed me by the hair and started to fuck my face. I tried to pull away, but he held me firmly, slamming his dick into my mouth.

“Thank you,” Jane said, standing on her tiptoes and kissing him on the cheek. “I try to be nice, but it’s hard sometimes. He really is a sweetheart you know. And he’s never so much as had a finger in his ass before tonight. I can’t wait!” She clapped her hands as tears started to pour from my eyes.

The bald one pulled me over to him and forced his cock back into my mouth. Both of the men were moaning now as I tried my best not to throw up. Jane leaned in next to me to get a closer look, and I could tell she longed to reach out and touch them as well.

“Christ, with that cock, I wish I was the one getting fucked in the ass tonight,” she said with a sigh. The tall man grinned and patted her on the head.

“Sorry kid, you’re not my type.”

“Couldn’t you just fake it for now? I mean, I’m sure my ass is just as tight as his.”

“I’d know, sweetie. I’d wake up tomorrow and wonder what I had done. I couldn’t live with myself.” He grinned at her, and it was all I could do to focus on the cock in my mouth.

“Okay, I think he’s ready, don’t you? I mean, look how hard he got just from sucking your dicks.”

“I think your boyfriend might be a little faggot after all,” the bearded man said, pulling me up by the hair and pushing me onto the bed. “Look at that dick all hard and throbbing. You like sucking our cocks, bitch?” he asked.

I nodded as I stared at them, and Jane was furious with glee. She jumped up and down and clapped her hands as one of the men rolled me over on the bed.

“On your knees,” she said, pushing me back towards them. I looked up into her eyes and they were glowing. I could see the men moving behind me, but I couldn’t tell at all what was happening. They talked quietly to themselves, and then suddenly there was a hand on my ass. A second later I felt something press into my me, and one of the men grunted as he pushed against me. At first it was just a slippery finger pushing into me, coating me with more lube than I had ever used for anything. And then it was something else.

“Fuck he’s tight,” he said, and as hard as I tried, I couldn’t tell which one it was.

“Do, it,” Jane squealed. “Fucked his ass hard. Don’t be gentle with him. Fuck him now.”

And then suddenly pain shot through my body as a hard cock was rammed fully inside me all at once. There was no time to think as he started to move, thrusting in and out of me, and I bit my arm to keep from screaming. There was nothing gentle about how he fucked me, and the tears in my eyes now flowed easily. My cock twitched as he fucked, and in the middle of all the pain was something I had never felt before. From deep inside my body there was a sensation that was completely new and incredibly intense. My body was on fire, and the pain was real, but in the middle of it all were waves of pleasure like I had never felt…


You can read the whole thing by buying the book!

New Dirty Books in Print!

Screen Shot 2016-05-31 at 10.49.46 AMI really love holding dirty books in paper. There’s just something more powerful about actually owning a filthy book. It shows commitment and it shows affection. It shows that you’re not embarrassed, not ashamed, and completely connected.

Also, it’s a whole lot more fun sharing a dirty book when it’s made out of paper.

On a side note, when you buy an e-book you’re really just licensing it. Which means Amazon or B&N or whomever can simply take it back at any point. You don’t really own a damn thing. It’s convenient and it’s easy, but it’s always good to remember that it’s also pretty ephemeral. 

You can find both dirty books on my Amazon page.

Pill X

Pills X: The Day they found a cure for everythingThis book was a fun concept for an erotica novel, it sets the stage for promiscuous behavior and inhibited adults. We meet students, teachers, bosses and assistants along with business clients and of course strangers. All of whom are doing it with each other and in some cases everyone. Wild, wicked short. If it had a sequel I read that too. Lots of fun scenarios and flirting with taboos. -Luv, Four Star Amazon Review

Review: QNY The Complete Stories

tumblr_nx7q539ws11qzd94lo3_500The stories have a wide range of feeling, from sweet to hot and always full of longing.
I like to imagine the characters are always around the corner or through the wall, so close in this same NYC. I’m glad to have them all collected in one huge book, too huge to devour in one sitting. – G, five star Amazon review

All of Guy’s work is fantastic and having all of QNY in one collection is brilliant. He has a deft command of erotica and you should probably also pick up a copy for your more… intimate friends as well. – AG five star Amazon review

Review: The Ortolan Hunters

Screen Shot 2016-05-17 at 12.52.21 PM“I’ve had the pleasure of hearing Guy read two of the stories in this collection at readings in NYC- “The Ortolan Hunters” and “The Elevator”- and then immediately went home and bought the book. He’s an incredible writer– willing to explore the darkest corners of human desire while grabbing your heart. He’s delightfully descriptive, and immerses you into the world of his stories from the first sentence. Get this book. Get it now.” — A.G five star Amazon review.

Vintage Erotica Book Covers And New Ones

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Is old smut better than new? It’s easy to get nostalgic about old dirty things, and I’ll admit that looking up these images, I’m pretty drawn to the vintage book covers.

But when I look closely, the biggest thing I see is a switch from aiming at an all male audience to a mostly female one. I suspect that’s been an actual shift in readers, but it’s interesting to note that in the old covers there are very few men at all. And they’re never the focus of attention.

I do lament the fact that our design programs are full of awful fonts, and it’s incredibly easy to make something horrible. But not matter what, it’s fun to compare.

What do you think?