Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Faux Hos

Interesting piece over at Carnal Nation by Monica Shores about faux sex-worker blogs and what the anonymity of the Internet has spawned. It's all nestled within the story of the controversy surrounding Alexa DiCarlo's blog, The Real Princess Diaries.

I do appreciate Shores highlighting the very true notion that what is revealed in blogs and other assorted online posts always goes through some sort of personal filter. People can sometimes forget that. Even actual stories can have elements of omission that may make them more fiction than fact. Not that anything is necessarily being purposely distorted; it's simply in how it's framed.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Skirting the Issue—Kinky Kindle Edition

Skirting the Issue Kindle Skirting the Issue is now available for the Kindle over at Amazon. My story in this hot mini-antho is called "A Lesson in Lust." It features a kinky girl-girl hookup, during which both ladies are in uniform. If you liked my story "Sweet Tooth" in Best Lesbian Erotica 2010, I think you'll really groove on this little tale, too. Here's a snippet to wet your, um, whistle:

I had no idea who she was, but upon seeing the plaid skirt in which she was attired, I assumed that she was at the club for the same back-to-school themed fetish party that I was waiting in line to attend. But while I stood there looking downright demure in my white blouse, black-watch kilt, knee socks and saddle shoes, she was wearing sky-high heels and a blouse with enough buttons opened to reveal her lacy crimson bra. She exited the taxi, holding a black clutch in one hand and a lit cigarette in the other, bumping the car door shut with her hip. The cab sped off in search of its next fare as she tucked a lock of her chin-length hair behind her ear and surveyed the crowd loitering on the sidewalk.

I knew I was staring at her. It was hard not to. She pursed her blood-red lips as she took another drag from her cigarette, and then leaned her head back to release a plume of smoke into the cool night air before she glanced in my direction. I thought I saw one of her perfectly arched brows raise slightly and a corner of her mouth quirk upward, but she turned away too quickly for me to determine if it was my overactive imagination. But truth be told, my mind was conjuring up more than a sizzling look. I was already imagining a much more salacious exchange. She and I may have both been dressed in campy schoolgirl fashion, but she was the bad girl I’d never dared to be—and just the sort of bad girl I’d always wanted.

It had been a couple of years since another woman had caught my eye. In fact, my last few lovers had been men. But this lady was everything I loved: femme but tough, with just enough arrogance to set my heart pounding beneath my starched white blouse. She seemed to exude a filthy aura that gave me the merest hint of what could be. Suddenly my night was looking much more promising!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Skirting the Issue

Skirting the Issue

Sometimes all it takes to create a super-hot moment is a passing glance or a wicked smile. Other times, a single item of clothing can be the catalyst for hours of dirty fun. Take a tiny plaid skirt, for instance...

In Skirting the Issue—the latest erotic mini-anthology from Pretty Things PressAlison Tyler, Sommer Marsden and I teamed up to delve into the salacious scenarios that swirl around schoolgirl skirts and role-playing. With a kinky schoolroom setting, a hot girl-girl hookup in a nightclub, and a sizzling threeway peppered with naughty spanking, there is sure to be a lust-laden moment that will catch your fancy.

But all those dirty words aside, I'm mesmerized by the sassy cover photo by the super-talented Riendo. How sexy is that pic?

The pdf of Skirting the Issue is up for sale at e-junkie, and the Kindle version will soon follow (Ta-da! There it is. It's like kinky magic!) So if you got a Kindle for Christmas, this e-book would be the perfect way to kink it up!

P.S. If pick you up Skirting the Issue, please let us know what you think! We'd love to hear from you!

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Fleshbot Book Club

Whilst I was busy being merry on December 24th, I nearly missed the fact that Fleshbot chose Best Lesbian Erotica 2010 as the latest selection in the Fleshbot Book Club!

The Fleshbot Book Club offers a "sneak peek at some of the hottest erotic literature out now." And the sexy snippet they featured from BLE 2010 is an excerpt from "Girona, 1960," by Stella Sandberg. Take a peek.

Hope your holiday was filled with joy!

April 2011 Update: Sweet Tooth is now available as a solo short for e-readers for only 99 cents!

Kindle readers can find Sweet Tooth at Amazon.com. It can also be purchased in multiple formats at Smashwords.

Looking for Epub, PDF, Mobipocket, and Microsoft Reader Lit editions? Find them at AllRomanceEbooks.com.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

BLE 2010 Reading Tonight!

Some of the talented writers featured in Best Lesbian Erotica 2010 will be reading their work tonight at KGB. Come on down and cheer them on! See the details here.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Naughty & Nice Gifts

Violet Blue's latest column in the SF Chronicle listed her top sex book choices for 2009.

It was exciting to see so many names of writers whose work I enjoy, like Sommer and Saskia. But even more thrilling was seeing that number one on the list was Alison Tyler's Playing with Fire, which includes my story "Carrying a Torch."

1. Playing With Fire: Taboo Erotica Edited by Alison Tyler.
Topping the list (heh) is the mistress of literary erotica, the bestselling and award-winning Alison Tyler, who not only knows how to write one hell of a dirty story, but puts together collections that become overnight classics packed with mesmerizing, arousing and inspiring stories. "Playing With Fire" is Tyler at her finest, and the stories feature (heterosexual) couples who play with their most daring sexual fantasies, explicitly penned by today's hottest erotic authors. It's not to be missed.


Don't let the subtitle fool you, though. I know for some people "taboo" might imply outrageously perverse sex acts. And while there's plenty of super-hot shenanigans going on in these stories, this book has more to do with the nature of forbidden lust and jealously—and how they can combine to create incendiary moments. So check it out and watch the sparks fly!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Best Lesbian Erotica 2010 - Reading in NYC

Will you be in New York City on December 17? If so, then come down to the KGB Bar for the Best Lesbian Erotica 2010 reading, part of editor Kathleen Warnock's Drunken! Careening! Writers! reading series. KGB is located at 85 East 4th Street, New York, NY.

HO HO HO: Best Lesbian Erotica 2010
December 17, 2009
7:00 pm - 9:00 pm

Molly Bloom is a pseudonym for New York playwright, Theresa Diamond. Her plays, including most recently “Waiting for the Show,” have been presented in NYC venues including the Neighborhood Playhouse, the WOW Café Theater (Rose Toibin), Nuyorican Poets Café, Dixon Place, La Mama (Relationship) and Centered Margins at Chashama.

R.G. Emanuelle is a writer and editor living in New York City. Most of her writing has been nonfiction (food and travel), but she recently returned to writing fiction and has many projects in the works. She is co-editor of Skulls and Crossbones (an anthology of female pirate stories), and her short stories can be found in Lesbian Lust: Red Hot Erotica and the January 2010 issue of Khimairal Ink.

The editor of The Sweetest Kiss and Where the Girls Are, D. L. King also publishes the review site, Erotica Revealed. Find her stories in Girl Crazy, Broadly Bound, Best Women’s Erotica 2009, Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica 8 and Best Lesbian Erotica 2008, among others. She’s published two novels.

Natt Nightly is a genderqueer, semipassing, androgen of faith, and all-around Boy who writes, thinks, dreams, and is absolutely fascinated by sex. His earliest perversions came straight from the Good Book, informing lust long before he got anywhere near his first erotica. Natt shares his exploits, and the growing pains of a radical political awareness at nattnightly.wordpress.com.

BETTY is a five-piece pop rock alternative band from New York City, fronted by Amy Ziff, Alyson Palmer and Elizabeth Ziff. Friends since an unfortunate incarceration, fierce Elizabeth (vocals, guitar), funky Alyson (vocals, bass) and funny Amy (vocals, cello) began performing as BETTY in the late ‘80s. In the fall of ‘87, the women relocated to New York City. Their debut album was Hello, BETTY! and other full-length albums include Limboland, betty3, and Carnival. BETTY’s turned up on TV, from MTV to The Food Network. BETTY fights fiercely for causes in which they believe: equal rights, finding cures for breast cancer and AIDS, Planned Parenthood, the Pro-Choice movement, an end to sexual violence and everybody’s inalienable right to dance naked in the streets. In 2000, BETTY began collaborating with Michael Greif, director of Rent, on a theatrical piece with music. That show became BETTY RULES, which ran for seven months Off-Broadway. The hit Showtime series, “The L Word” featured a theme song written by BETTY and band members appeared both individually and collectively in several episodes. Elizabeth Ziff signed on as the show’s Musical Composer, and eventually became a writer and co-executive producer of the series. Their latest CD, Bright & Dark debuted in September, 2009. For more, go to www.hellobetty.com.

Drunken! Careening! Writers! is a reading series based on the proposition that readings should be by 1) good writers; 2) who read their work well; and 3) something in it makes people laugh (nervous laughter counts). And 15 minutes tops.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Best Lesbian Erotica 2010

I'm so tickled. My contributor's copies of Best Lesbian Erotica 2010 arrived the other day. And now that I'm lazing about on a rainy Saturday, I can read while my cookies are baking. Pignioli cookies, if you were wondering. But I might branch out into chocolate chip, too, if I'm feeling energetic. I'll admit it's an interesting thing to do while reading because my story in this collection, "Sweet Tooth," takes place in a bakery.

I'd post the super-sexy cover, but Photobucket got their panties in a bunch last time because, well, the ladies on the cover are pantiless. So if you want to see the yummy photo by Christine Kessler, you'll have to pop over to Amazon and take a peek.

April 2011 Update: Sweet Tooth is now available as a solo short for e-readers for only 99 cents!

Kindle readers can find Sweet Tooth at Amazon.com. It can also be purchased in multiple formats at Smashwords.

Looking for Epub, PDF, Mobipocket, and Microsoft Reader Lit editions? Find them at AllRomanceEbooks.com.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Pleased & Pleasure Bound

Double thanks are in order: to Alison Tyler, for letting me know about the two thumbs-up review of Pleasure Bound that is up on Erotica Revealed—and to Shanna Germain for finding it in the first place.

Lisabet Sarai writes:

One of the things that I appreciate about Alison Tyler's anthologies is her willingness to explore the darker side of BDSM. Some stories in this volume—Sophia Valenti’s “On the Mend,” Tess Danesi's “Tears of All Kinds,” Stephen Elliott's “Once More Beneath the Exit Sign”—dwell more on the sadism component in the acronym. I don't necessarily prefer stories of really rough sex myself, but I know that they're part of the power spectrum and I applaud Ms. Tyler's discernment in including them in her books.

I am not talking about a lack of consent here. "Mercy isn't in Marc's vocabulary—and for that I'm thankful" begins Ms. Valenti's story. That sums it up. Some people crave a level of pain beyond what I'd seek. For some, real fear is truly arousing. Ms. Tyler recognizes this, unlike some editors who shy away from the darkness and treat BDSM as a kind of game.

Pleasure Bound is another exceptional collection of BDSM fiction—or is it fact?—from a daring and sensitive editor who clearly understands her topic from personal experience.


That's what I love about this book, too, that it delves into the true nature of the BDSM dynamic and explores the many sides of these multi-faceted experiences. So I was thrilled to see it receive such a stellar review.

At first, I'd worried that my piece "On the Mend" was too melancholy, so I'm always pleased when I hear that someone has enjoyed it. So thank you #3 to goes Lisabet—you gave me a smile to go with my coffee!

Speaking of Pleasure Bound, I'm bound for some myself. As soon as I reach my word-count goal for the day—which will happen very shortly—I'm taking off for a long weekend. Though I doubt I'll be strong enough to leave the laptop behind because that's an insanity I can't fathom.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Boys Becoming Girls

I had fairly convinced myself that I was headed in a cross-dressing direction for the piece I'm working on, but the characters didn't come together, so to speak. So now I have a few paragraphs of a that story simmering while two ladies go out for a night out on the town in another. I'll wait and see how this one ends up, because at this point they might be the only ones who know what will happen.

But in the meantime, I'm taking a knitting break. It's chilly here, and I'm nearly done with the aqua and purplish handwarmers I started knitting this morning. It's a super-simple pattern because I didn't have the patience to dive into something more complicated.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Best Lesbian Erotica 2010

Normally, I like to wait before a book is in my hot little hands before uttering a peep about it, but I'm just too excited to keep the news to myself. Today I received the official table of contents for Best Lesbian Erotica 2010, and it includes my story "Sweet Tooth"!

I really love this little piece. It was one of those stories that came out in a (sugar) rush, with a snarky, wise-ass narrator and an unlikely, spontaneous hookup. You know, a simple story of girl meets girl, girl bangs girl. I had a great time writing it, and I was so pleased that Kathleen selected it for this amazing anthology.

Here's the complete table of contents:

Foreword • Kathleen Warnock
Introduction • BETTY
Girona, 1960 • Stella Sandberg
In the Sauna • Stella Watts Kelley
Jubilee • Betty Blue
Sweet Tooth • Sophia Valenti
Blood Ties • Alex Tucci
He-She on the Train • Maggie Veness
Lives of the Saints • Holly Farris
Sexting: One Side of a Two-Way • Kelsy Chauvin
The Rendezvous Series • Colleen C. Dunphy
Amy’s First Lesson • Dani M.
Shameless • Kymberlyn Reed and Anais Morten
Flick Chicks • Allison Wonderland
The Purple Gloves • Gala Fur
The Kitchen Light • Nicole Wolfe
Uppercasing • Charlie Anders
Pinup • Vanessa Vaughn
Self-Reflection • Tobi Hill-Meyer
Brush Strokes • Elizabeth Cage
From the Halls of Montezuma • R. G. Emanuelle
Tasting Chantal • D. L. King
Ridden • Natt Nightly
Thanksgiving • Molly Bloom

There are quite a few names on this list that are unfamiliar to me, which is exciting because I love reading new writers. I can hardly wait until December!

P.S. If you're one of the writers above who I don't have linked, send me your URL at sophiavalenti at yahoo.com and I'll add you to the list.

April 2011 Update: Sweet Tooth is now available as a solo short for e-readers for only 99 cents!

Kindle readers can find Sweet Tooth at Amazon.com. It can also be purchased in multiple formats at Smashwords.

Looking for Epub, PDF, Mobipocket, and Microsoft Reader Lit editions? Find them at AllRomanceEbooks.com.

Friday, August 28, 2009

It's Ass-tastic!

It's Friday...and you know what that means. It's time another fabu installment of Alison Tyler's Fetish Friday series. And it's all about asses.

Kiss My Ass Here's a snippet of my story "Executive Training" from Kiss My Ass. It's about a woman in a new BDSM relationship and the very first time a man takes her in the way she's been craving all of her life:

I focused all of my attention on the sounds coming from behind me: the opening of a zipper, rustling of clothing and the click of the top of a bottle of lube.

My heart was pounding, and I was nearly at the point of panic. “I’m—I’m not ready,” I whispered, my voice quavering as my apprehension swelled.

“Well,” he said calmly, “that’s not your decision to make. I think you’re ready—more than ready.” He made his point my dragging his fingers up my slit, gliding across my sleek, wet flesh and bumping against my swollen clit. My knees buckled at his touch, and Keith grabbed my hips and pulled me down toward him. My head was swimming as I felt him ease his dick between my cheeks. He was so slick with lube, he needed to steady his cock at the base with one hand to keep himself on target—and he placed the other hand on my shoulder, firmly, as if to keep me from escaping.


Craving and fearing, yet loving and reveling in all of the hot, overwhelming feelings. By the close, it all comes together for one rocking good time. That's what I call a happy ending.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

My Bad Boy

This week's Fetish Friday at Alison Tyler's blog features all things spanking. And how can you not like that? Check out stop number one on the unofficial 2009 Spanking Tour, courtesy of Elise, and Heidi Champa offers a kinky tidbit at stop number two.

And to add to the fun, here's a racy little story to spice up your day!

My Bad Boy

It was the look in Mac's eyes that got to me: the bright spark of fear and a shimmering lust. He knew as well as I did where this was all going.

“You've been a very bad boy,” I whispered, holding his chin in my hand so he couldn't turn away from my unyielding gaze. I traced my thumb across his jawline, teasing the scruffy stubble that had sprung up since I'd seen him last.

Mac didn't answer me because we both already knew that what I said was true. Well, not seriously. He's not a bad person, but I wanted to use his inappropriate behavior to have a little fun.

He and I were close friends and occasional lovers—and when the mood struck, our liaisons took on a seriously kinky bent. Mac'd had a hell of a week, having both of his girlfriends realize that she wasn't the only lady in his life. They'd both dumped him immediately, which now meant that his ass was mine—literally. He wound up on my doorstep wanting to complain about his misfortune, but he ultimately agreed that it was all his fault.

“Someone needs to teach you a lesson,” I'd said, during lull in his whining. At first, he'd sat up with an indignant jerk, ready to argue with me. But when he saw the smile playing at my lips, he understood.

“So, Josie, what is it that happens to bad boys?” he asked, a little breathlessly, his voice slipping into growled whisper.

“They get spanked, of course,” was my immediate reply.

Mac's breath caught in his throat. He'd never been on the receiving end; this was all very new. But I could tell from his flushed cheeks and that smoldering look in his eyes that he found the idea as arousing as I did.

I motioned for him to stand, and then I set to work on his pants, unbuckling his belt and eventually yanking down his button-fly jeans. His erect cock eagerly sprang upward, and I had to swallow a laugh.

“Going commando, I see. It's almost as if you were anticipating this.” I swatted his bare ass on the last word for emphasis. He jumped more in surprise than anything else; it wasn't much of a smack.

“Uh, no. Not anticipating this.” His cheeks blushed red; I couldn't wait to make his lower ones match.

His jeans were bunched around his ankles. With a firm push on his back, I urged him to kneel on the couch cushions. He stumbled but managed obey my demand. He looked so sweet and docile, this big hunk of man, as he waited for me to “punish” him. The sight of him being so compliant made my cunt ache.

I trailed my fingernails down his back, scratching his flesh teasingly and making him arch his body. It was nearly as if he was raising his ass in invitation. And how could I deny him?

I brought my arm back and landed a solid smack on his right cheek. He immediately groaned, so I repeated the action—only this time I swatted the left, making sure to cup my hand to make the most noise possible. I knew it would add to his thrill. What surprised me more than anything was how powerful the simple act of spanking him made me feel—and how turned on I was becoming. Each slap to his bare bottom was as good as flicking my clit or teasing my nipple. Each moan that escaped his parted lips was like a whispered sweet nothing, stoking my ardor.

I lost count of how many slaps had landed, but I admired the pink splotches that were beginning to blossom on his pale bottom. I increased the tempo and strength of my spanking as he grew more accustomed to sensations. He bent forward slightly and gripped the back of the couch for support. I reached beneath him, never letting up on his cute lower cheeks and using my free hand to tweak his nipples before I wrapped my fingers around his cock. As I continued to swat his ass, he began to fuck my fist, pumping his dick furiously as he sought release. Right when he was on the verge of exploding, I stopped. I stopped spanking. I stopped stroking. And Mac actually whimpered. It was a sound of absolute abandon that gave me such indecent satisfaction.

I pulled him up by the scruff of his neck and pushed down to his knees. I hiked up my dress and pulled his head between my thighs. I didn't need to speak. He knew what to do, but I kept my fingers tangled in his hair to keep him right where I wanted him.

Mac mouthed my cunt through my silky panties, and I ground my face down against him. When my bucking grew too intense, he pulled my undies to the side and dove in, furiously lapping at my clit. The stubble on his chin felt divine and I pumped my hips frantically to increase the friction. My orgasm hit my fast and hard, but I didn't release my grip until I had caught my breath again.

I moved away, and he looked up at me with pleading eyes and glossy lips. I helped him get up and sat him down on the couch, feeling pleased by the look on his face when his well-spanked ass hit the cushions. I straddled his hips and slowly enveloped his cock with my cunt, rocking and riding him, bucking and moaning, until his cries join my own and we stilled.

I know Mac—he'll never change his ways. But he's my bad boy, and I love him for it.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Kiss My Ass!

Kiss My Ass
Ooh, what's that I feel? The soft, slow trail of lips drifting across my bare...Where was I? Oh, yes. Ass-kissing. Wait, let's swap that around: Kiss My Ass. That's it!

I'm truly tickled to announce that Kiss My Ass the new e-anthology from Pretty Things Press is now available as a PDF download! I was up late last night reading through the final version—and, wow! It's hot. If tawdry tales of backdoor lovin' set your pulse racing, then this is the book for you!

This sixty-eight page anthology clocks in at about 15,000 red-hot words and contains six sexy stories. There's a little bit of everything in here, from BDSM, spanking and bend-over-boyfriend action to a down-and-dirty guy-on-guy encounter. It's a kinky buffet of anal joy.

For all of you Kindle readers, the Kinky Kindle version will be coming soon, AT just needs to work her special magic and get it posted up on Amazon. What magic is that? I dunno, maybe a little lust and pixie dust!

Working on this book was as wonderful an experience as the SLUT project, and I'm so pleased that I had a chance to work with talented writers such as Alison, Jax Baynard, Kristina Lloyd and Sommer Mardsen. And special thanks to our intrepid publisher Alison for spearheading this ultra-sexy project! I'm toasting you all with a large glass of red wine!

P.S. Kiss My Ass, the Kindle version, has landed at Amazon.com!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Alison's Wonderland!

Alison Tyler has announced the fantastic line-up for her Harlequin Spice collection, Alison's Wonderland, which will be released in July 2010. Yay, AT!

This will be a sizzling collection of erotic fairy tales, filled with sexy magic and wonder, and many happily-ever-afters—and who couldn't use more of those? I'm so super-excited that my piece The Cougar of Cobble Hill is sitting alongside these other yummy stories:

The Red Shoes (Redux) by Nikki Magennis
Fool’s Gold by Shanna Germain
The Three Billys by Sommer Marsden
David by Kristina Lloyd
Managers and Mermen by Donna George Storey
The Clean-Shaven Type by N.T. Morley
The Midas F*ck by Erica DeQuaya
Sleeping with Beauty by Allison Wonderland
Unveiling His Muse by Portia Da Costa
Always Break the Spines by Lana Fox
An Uphill Battle by Benjamin Eliot
Moonset by A.D.R Forte
Mastering Their Dungeons by Bryn Haniver
A Taste for Treasure by T.C. Calligari
The Broken Fiddle by Andrea Dale
The Cougar of Cobble Hill by Sophia Valenti
Wolff’s Tavern by Bella Dean
Slutty Cinderella by Jacqueline Applebee
Kiss It by Saskia Walker
Let Down Your Libido by Rachel Kramer Bussel
Dancing Shoes by Tsaurah Litzky
Gold, On Snow by Janine Ashbless
After the Happily Every After by Heidi Champa
Cupid Has Signed Off by Thomas S. Roche
The Walking Wheel by Georgia E. Jones
Rings on My Fingers by Alison Tyler
The Princess by Elspeth Potter

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Stalking the Mailman

I've been hearing that Pleasure Bound is starting to pop up in people's mailboxes, so I've been peering out my window each afternoon, stalking the mailman as I breathlessly await its delivery. No luck yet, but Alison Tyler teased us all yesterday with a sexy snippet from Stephen Elliott's Once More Beneath the Exit Sign. I can't wait to read the rest!

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Pretty in Pink

Another flasher. This one was written for Alison Tyler's Tie Me Tighter contest.

Pretty in Pink

The music was loud, its beat relentless, and I rocked my body to the fierce tempo as slashes of color from the club's flashing lights striped my figure. I knew he was watching. I saw him admiring me with a lustful stare that emboldened me. I let the music carry me toward him, toward the inevitable.

We didn't exchanged names, only smiles, as I wrapped my arms around his neck and we began to sway in time to the thumping rhythm. The friction of our dance teased my nipples into sensitive little points that craved even more contact. I ground my hips against his, feeling the firmness of his swollen cock—the promise of so much pleasure. I pressed my lips to his and moaned when he teased the tip of my tongue with his own. His hands roamed over my back, stroking my exposed flesh as his fingers wandered into the slit in the back of my silky fuchsia blouse.

I spotted the entrance to the ladies' room and urged him back toward it. We slipped inside and headed to the last stall. I pushed him up against the tiled wall and reached for his jeans. I gazed into his chocolate-brown eyes as I unzipped his pants, feeling my mouth water in anticipation. I peeled back the denim and gasped when I saw the cotton-candy pink lace panties stretched tight over his cock. It was so perfect and pretty, and all for me.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

"what are kisses filled with lust"

That was what someone searched for the other day on Google and wound up at my blog.

What are kisses filled with lust? Apparently they found some sort of answer here. But, really, there are so many different kinds, all sinfully sweet in their own way. There are those incredibly passionate kisses that sweep away all sense of time and space—the ones that literally take your breath away. Ones that stir your soul; others that have no emotion but do have overwhelming heat. Chaste ones filled with secret longings. Fast smooches with future promise. And long, lingering lip locks that seem to last for days.

Is the fire in the forbidden or the familiar? In comfort or chaos? It all depends on where your lust lies.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Who do these people think they are?

When I started this flasher, I meant to do something totally different, but these characters hijacked my story. You'd think I could keep them under control; it's only 250 words!

A wee warning, this bit of fiction is a little edgy. Please be careful and safe when you play.

Anyhow, here's my piece, Taking the Lead, from Alison Tyler's recent Leather Lovers contest:

Taking the Lead

The leather belt is soft and supple and he wraps it around my neck, threading the tail end of the strap through the buckle to fashion a leash. I feel the band seemingly tighten under the strain of my nervous swallow.

With a gentle tug, he urges me to bend over until my palms and elbows rest on the desktop. The wood is ungiving and hard against my arms, but I barely notice. My attention is keenly focused on the cool gust of air that puffs against my bare pussy—that teasing angel’s kiss of anticipation before his gloved palm lands on my upturned bottom. His leather-clad hand makes a muffled sound compared to the sharp sizzle of the crop or the snap of the whip, but the feel of flesh on flesh is mesmerizing to me.

He wraps the leash around his other hand, gently coaxing my head back and keeping my body taut as his hand lands on my ass again and again. My lips part in a silent groan as I feel the fire from my bottom spread throughout my sex. I raise my hips as much as I can to meet each sharp caress.

He can’t deny himself any longer. He drops the end of the belt, and it lands near my face. As he takes me from behind, I trace my tongue along the leather—tasting it and savoring its scent as his insistent thrusts take me over the edge.


Personally, I loved Joss Lockwood's Hood Ornament. If you haven't read it, take a peek at the entries on Alison's site!

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Kink in Karachi

The New York Times recently ran a piece about a family-run fetish business, AQTH, located in Pakistan. Fascinating that they've been able to keep this enterprise up and running. And even more fascinating is that they say their workers don't know what the items they make are used for.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Hanami



Such a beautiful day today. I'm really so pleased that winter seems to be finally gone; it's been a long one in many ways. I'm ready for the warmth and colors of spring.

Hanami literally means "flower viewing," but it basically is the term for the Japanese custom of enjoying and cherishing every moment of cherry blossom season. It's not a bad idea in general, though. It seems wise to take some time to enjoy what's beautiful and special. Don't you agree?

Monday, April 6, 2009

Rise and Shine

Here's my little entry for Alison Tyler's "erotica * crafts * eavesdropping * dessert" contest. Stop by her site and read the other yummy stories.

Rise and Shine

All night long I heard the sounds of the neighbors: squeaking bedsprings, a slamming headboard, flesh slapping against flesh, and then their blissful moans as they crested together.

As dawn broke, I counted the seconds until my man came in from working the night shift. I wanted what they'd had, and I pounced on him as soon as he entered the room.

Everything was at the ready, and he gladly gave in to my whims. I took strips of fabric that hadn't yet been woven into the unfinished rug and wrapped them around his wrists and ankles, binding him tight to the bedposts. I stroked his cock teasingly, and he raised his hips upward as he searched for more. I wanted to make it last, though—and I wanted an even sweeter treat. I picked up a bottle of chocolate syrup and drizzled the sticky liquid along his shaft. His laugh turned into a groan as I licked up the trail, dragging my tongue up and down his cock.

Before long, I was the one who couldn't wait. I swooped down, taking him all the way down my throat, my lips sticky and sweet. I lapped and sucked until I felt his shaft pulse against my tongue. He came with a groan, but that wasn't the end. The day had just begun.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Sweet Indulgences

Alison Tyler has announced a new flash fiction contest, inspired by my profile interests: erotica * crafts * eavesdropping * dessert.

You have until Friday, April 3 to enter, so mull over the tasty possibilities! I can't wait to see what's on the menu!

Friday, March 20, 2009

Sizzling Springtime!

PhotobucketI battled giant snowflakes to get to my mailbox this morning, but what a payoff! My copies of Playing with Fire arrived!

Playing with Fire
contains my story "Carrying a Torch," which is the tale of a couple who has an open relationship—with one little secret. It explores a kinky twist in their dynamic when the narrator finds herself lusting after the one thing she can't have.

New Jersey's Pussy Patrol

So, because two women were hospitalized after botched Brazilians, New Jersey officials are considering a ban on the procedure. Jersey salon owners predict that such a ruling will only drive women to New York salons. It guess it would be the Bridge and Tunnel Brazilian Brigade. I can see the double-decker tour buses now.

Find The New York Post's story on it here.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

All Fired Up

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Can't wait to get my hot little hands on a copy of Alison Tyler's Playing with Fire! I'm so pleased that my story "Carrying a Torch" is in the company of those written by such red-hot writers:

Lucifer and Venus by Nikki Magennis
Fire Woman by Sommer Marsden
White Heat, White Light by Shanna Germain
Carrying a Torch by Sophia Valenti
Out of the Frying Pan by P.S. Haven
Three on a Match by Jeremy Edwards
One Hundred Degrees in the Shade by Teresa Noelle Roberts
Burned by Michael Hemmingson
One Hot Slut by N.T. Morley
Trial By Fire by Bella Dean
Where There’s Smoke by Kristina Wright
Texas Hot by ADR Forte
Flick that BiC by J.D. Waters
The Salsa Bar by Jolene Hui
Fanning the Flames by Andrea Dale
On a Hot Tin Roof by I. K. Velasco
Hot Off the Press by Thomas S. Roche
Scorched by Janine Ashbless
The Last Cigarette by Heidi Champa
Some Like it Hot by Alison Tyler
Fire Boy by Christopher Tolian
Just Add Water by M. Murphy


And Alison certainly knows how to spark my interest. Stop by and visit her new book blog. No doubt it will be the sexiest fireside chat you've ever heard.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Durex Cuteness

Safe sex and silliness collide. An excellent bit of marketing from the folks at Durex.