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Thursday
02Jul

Swing in Print-Bitch Tonight on ERWA

DateThursday, July 2, 2009 at 04:33AM

I'm traveling this week. I arrived in New Orleans on Sunday morning and have been staying in the French Quarter in plusher digs than I could afford when I was a lowly law student here. I've dined at some of my favorite restaurants including Emeril's NOLA and The Gumbo Shop. I've eaten Tomato Bisque with Crawfish and Andouille-Chicken Gumbo. I've hung out at Jackson Square and worked on a collection of stories at Cafe Dumonde.

I'm thinking seriously about relocating here.Ive been in LA for several years now and really miss NOLA. I feel so much more at home here than in LA. More on that later.

Just a couple of quick announcements. Swing:Adventures in Swinging by Today's Top Erotica Authors is out in print today. You can buy it here.

Here's an excerpt from my story, "Dez Moinez" in Swing:

"There she was, my wife of four years, Mary Beth, on her hands and knees and naked. A man named Wayne hunkered over her, his cock plying the tight pucker of her sweet ass. Another man, Noah stood beside her. She lifted her pretty face to his erection as he thrust between her lips. Beneath her, I could make out the long, lean legs of Noah’s wife, Brianna. She fingered herself, squirmed, and busied her mouth on Mary Beth’s clit. Wayne’s wife, Katie, knelt behind Noah. She spread his cheeks and licked his drooping balls from behind.

Mary Beth glimpsed me out of the corner of her eye. She ceased sucking long enough to nod at Katie’s glistening vulva. Her desire was clear.

She wanted me to fuck the other woman, while she serviced both men. "

And that's just the beginning. 

Also, my story "Bitch Tonight" appears on ERWA this month. I'm pretty sure this is the first time I've had a story, "The Western Front" on both Clean Sheets and ERWA at the same time.

Get hot!

 

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Tuesday
23Jun

The Western Front

DateTuesday, June 23, 2009 at 04:43PM

Sometimes you write a story you're really proud of. I'm mean really proud of. "The Western Front" is that story for me.

I've wanted to write a story about an Iraq war wife for sometime, but couldn't quite find the voice. Then I found it with Jolene, a supporting character in a mainstream novel I'm writing.

I am so pleased to see my story on Clean Sheets this month. This is one of my favorite sites and I think they publish, along with ERWA, some of the finest erotic writing on the web. If you've never checked it out, take this opportunity to do so.

Enjoy.

It's a little bit naughty and a little bit nice. Literary, but also sexy.

Or so I've been told. Especially if you like stories about spanking.

That's what this story is about, right?

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Friday
19Jun

Sweat!

DateFriday, June 19, 2009 at 01:53PM

So, I can't help but wonder if this happens to other people. When I work out, when I work up a really good sweat, I get so horny I'll hump nearly anything.

When I was in college, I remember taking a psychology course and learning that physical exercise was a good way to divert, or sublimate, one's sexual urges. But I'm pretty sure my profs were just playing a sick joke on me.

I'm pushing 40 and, still, put me in a gym, run me five miles on The Strand, and as soon as I break a sweat, I get wet. If I'm on a bike, look out. If I'm playing volley ball, I want nothing more than to strip naked. If I'm pumping iron, I want to get pumped.

In my younger days, if I had a lover, he or she needed to look out when I came in from a workout. I wouldn't take no for an answer. You know how it is--that I've got to have it now feeling. Maybe it was the scent of my own phemerones, maybe the heart pounding, the juices flowing feeling that so often accompanies sex.

The best sex I think I've ever had was when both my lover and I were drippy and slick and smelly. I've never been one of those prissy girls who minds a little dirt on her knees or a carpet burn on her ass. Nothing like a "bend me over" after a jog, or a tumble on the ground after a hike. Nothing like getting fingered in the back seat of a car on a sultry summer's night. Nothing like twisted sheets on a heavy, humid tropical morning, a storm brewing in the Gulf.

I'm working up a lather just thinking about it.

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Saturday
13Jun

On Fire at Sunset

DateSaturday, June 13, 2009 at 03:42AM

We've had our share of June Gloom here on the beaches in Southern California. A couple of weeks ago, it was as cold and rainy as a spring day in the midwest. People think it's hot and sunny here all the time, but actually along the beach this time of year its cool and cloudy in the mornings with the hope of a breakthrough in the afternoons.

The sunsets can be better than you might expect, though.

Ray and I like to take a bottle of wine down to the beach, spread a blanket out across the sand and wrap another blanket around us. We drink wine and watch the people and take in the sunset.

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Friday
05Jun

Sen-Sen

DateFriday, June 5, 2009 at 09:05AM

Coming Together: Against the Odds is out in e-book form. You can buy it here. I'm very excited because it contains my story "Sen-Sen," a gritty little whodunnit with some hot sex to boot.

I hope you'll buy the book. All proceeds go to charity. The print version is due out later this month.

Here's an excerpt from "Sen-Sen."

 "In her dream, she squatted over him, staring into those pretty blue eyes. He gasped when she lowered herself onto his big, hard cock. She rode him, the long deep strokes mounting to a crescendo. He suckled first one breast, then the other. She came in a hip storm, the peg of her clit grinding against his pelvic bone.

After catching her breath, she rolled and kissed her way down his washboard belly. She nosed past the patch of pubic hair, redolent with her own scent, found his stiffness, wet with her juices, and began to suck. She cupped his balls in one hand and jacked him into her mouth with the other. She felt his shaft thicken and the pressure of his hand on the back of her head. She tasted the squirt, salty and bitter, but continued her ministrations until the thrashing ceased, until she emptied him.

Afterwards, as she rested on his smooth, hairless chest, he turned, opened the drawer of the nightstand, and brought forth two tiny pellets. He kept one for himself and offered the other to her.

Sen-Sen".

 Please enjoy!

 

 

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Wednesday
03Jun

Fuck me...

DateWednesday, June 3, 2009 at 06:43AM

Yeah, there are those times, right? Those times when you just have to have it. Those times when you roll over and snuggle up next to your lover and he smells musky and sweaty, could use a shave, and is still snoring sweetly. But it doesn't matter, because you woke up, your breasts full and achey, your panties damp with a dream you can't quite remember, a dream of naked bodies sliding together, a dream that left you lusty, but not satisfied.

And you press your hard nipples into his back, slide your fingers over his chest, and whisper, "fuck me."

Just that and no more, because that says it all. That alone says, I'm yours and I want you to take me, pleasure me, make me come, and fill me with your juices.

He twitches, maybe half-snorts, as he begins to awaken. You slide your hand down his belly and grasp him through this undershorts. He's hard in in his sleep and the feel of his erection in your palm makes you clinch your thighs together.

"Fuck me..."

His eyes flutter open and he turns his face to yours, a smile playing on his lips as the slow realization of your need settles on him. "What're you doing?"

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Sunday
31May

The Last Chance

DateSunday, May 31, 2009 at 06:57AM

Rust Hills, the long-time fiction editor at Esquire Magazine, once wrote that there are really only two kinds of stories. In the most common stories, something happens to someone and as a consequence their lives are changed forever. Maybe a lover cheats on them and they discover it. Maybe their business goes down the tubes. Life will never be the same.

The other kind of story is less common. It's the stiory, where the protagonist is presented with the chance to change, the last chance, but fails to do so. The last chance to demonstrate courage, the last chance to take a stand, the last chance to fall in love.

These are dark and troubling stories, because they illuminate something troubling about the human condition. Sometimes, even when we are confronted with the opportunity to grow, our past, our temperaments prevent it. We are bogged down in the past.

I decided not to try to publish "The Last Chance" anywhere but on my website. I think it is definitely of publishable quality, but it's not your usual erotic story. It's one of those troubling stories about a man faced with a last chance with a young woman, and the question is whether he'll take it. Not whether he'll fuck her, not whether he'll cheat on his wife. There's more at stake here. The question is whether he'll take a last chance to fall in love.

I'll let you decide. Is this a story where the character changes, or one where he fails to do so?

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Wednesday
27May

That's Horrible

DateWednesday, May 27, 2009 at 04:01AM

For reasons I can't get into here, I've been giving a lot of consideration lately to what constitutes "dark erotica" and what makes it appealing to readers.

As most of you know, given the variety of erotic experience, erotic writing presents itself in a variety of sub-genres. For example, some people like to read erotic stories with sci-fi settings. Some are interested in sex with werewolves or vampires or other other-worldly and creepy creatures. Others like to read erotic stories involving Male Doms and Female Subs, while others are into "panty" or "wet" fetishes. Others, especially female readers, prefer their sex in the context of romance, where things between an alpha male and a sometimes reluctant (at first) female, eventually work out.

Different strokes for different folks, right?

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Saturday
23May

In His Pants

DateSaturday, May 23, 2009 at 03:40AM

One of the other authors on the ERWA site asked the question the other day about writing outside your comfort zone. In particular writing about sexual encounters outside your comfort zone.

Over the years, I've written stories from almost every angle. The one type of story I've not written is male on male, although I'm told that this is one of the best selling sub-genres of erotica. WOmen, it turns out, make up the reading audience.

 The closest I've come  to writing about men on men is co-authoring a recent True Confession that involves a menage a trois between a woman and two men. I've had the personal pleasure of participating in this particular type of match up (two men and a woman), but unlike the True Confession, in which the men are as interested in each other as they are in the woman, both men in my scene were interested in me.

It was an Alicia sandwich and I was in the middle. But writing about that is different from writing about M/M. Or even M/F/M, where the guys play on their own.

Now, recently, I wrote a mainstream story about two gay men. The sex in the story is not explicit, but there are several places in the story where the men express intimacy between each other.

I think I pulled it off. The story is in circulation now and I should know soon whether it's been accepted anywhere.

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Monday
18May

Oh Yeah, Uh Huh, Dat's What I'm Talkin' About

DateMonday, May 18, 2009 at 05:37PM

Oysters and Chocolate: Erotica of Every Flavor, with my story, "Taste of Love" is getting great reviews.

Here's what people are saying:

"In my short experience with erotica I had become used to books filled with the old cliches, you know; fruit to describe a woman's body parts silly "cute" names for male body parts along with many other ridiculous notions. I was pleasantly surprised to find NONE of that included in this amazing selection of short stories. The editors Jordan & Samantha have really taken erotica to the next level with this brand new anthology. With so many different stories (and flavors) to choose from it's great if you want some sexy ideas to spice up things in the bedroom or if even you just need a quick escape to relieve stress from your day. One word of caution in reading this however, you won't be able to take your eyes off of it, nor will you be able to take your hands off yourself!!"

Here's another.

"It is so nice to finally find something out there that is super sexy but also tasteful. The writers thought of everything! No matter what your preference, you will find something very yummy and fun in these stories! Grab a glass of wine and enjoy!"

And another:

"I LOVED this anthology. The stories are all fascinating, extremely well written and I believe they would appeal to all types of readers (female or male, new to erotica or connoisseur). The cover reflects exactly what you'll find inside the book. It's classy, exciting and unusual. Go ahead & order it, you won't be sorry."

Are you kidding me? You haven't bought it yet?

This book looks great on your bedside table.

 

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