Wednesday, 2 September 2015

New Release! From Martin to Martina by J.S.Morbius.

From Martin to Martina
by
J.S. Morbius
@JSMorbius
Are some secrets simply meant to come out?
Martin, a man in a steady relationship, is hiding a secret from his partner, a secret that could drive them apart if she ever found out.

Is his relationship over when Sally finds out about Martin's fantasy fetish, or is he willing to give in to her conditions to save their relationship? Will he lose himself and his divinely satisfying office activity, or will his every fantasy finally come true?
Find out in this sizzling, sexy tale of self-exploration, masturbation, and possible negotiations in making a good relationship become great!
Excerpt:
Chapter One
As soon as the front door closed I was out of my chair and watching from the window as my girlfriend walked down the path, heading for work.
Once I saw her reach the end of the road and get in her friend's car–the same friend always picked her up–I made sure the doors were locked and headed up to the newly converted attic. Originally, I had it modified so I could work in peace away from Sally and her friends, who always seemed to be around the front room, talking about girly things like make-up, lingerie, and which film or television star they would fuck.
Even though I knew that Sally would never cheat on me, and she was only having a laugh with her friends, it wasn't what I wanted to hear, what my girlfriend would do with this star or that star in intimate detail, so when I told her my plans for the attic she agreed it would be a good idea. In only a matter of weeks it had been completed. Once it was done, I moved all my computer equipment up there, kitted it out like a home office, and even put a sofa bed in there in case I worked too late. I was a digital artist and web designer and when an idea gripped me I rarely wanted to leave it, even to sleep.
That was when I found out that I liked to do more than design websites or draw fantasy figures. Being alone had given me all the peace and free time I had wanted, yet, niggling at the back of my mind, I found myself thinking more and more about what Sally and her friends talked about, especially the lingerie. The way they used to describe the different feeling of different materials against their naked bodies, the items and colors of lingerie they would wear, what they wore for what occasion, what each different piece made them feel like; it all used to have me getting aroused more and more often.
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Author Bio:
  J.S. Morbius is the pseudonym of an engaged father to nine children, four of his own and five stepchildren. He is also partially disabled, having been born with a neurological condition that has caused his nervous system to deteriorate over the years and finds writing to be the way to express his feelings, and fantasies.

Tuesday, 1 September 2015

New Release! 'Blue Moon House: Investor' by Angelica Dawson

New Release September 1st...New Release September 1st...New Release 


Blue Moon House: Investor 
by Angelica Dawson

Terrance is fascinated with the vampires of Blue Moon House. When a fire leaves them homeless, he seizes the opportunity to put them in his debt and himself into their hearts. They agree to his proposition of a new house in America and set off on a voyage of wonder, danger and pleasure.

Investor is the fifth installment of Angelica Dawson's Blue Moon House series. With each subsequent volume set further into the past, there is no need to read these books in order. Just pick it up, and enjoy!
 Excerpt:
The door opened and she jumped, trying to hop down. Terrance used both elbows and all his weight to keep her where she was, keep his finger working inside her.
“Yes?” he asked. “Did you need something?”
“I was looking for someone,” the man said. “Is there enough for both of us?” he asked, nodding to the woman. Terrance hadn't gotten her name.
“I'm sure there is,” he said smiling.
“No, I—” she was cut off by Terrance lapping at her again.
The man, Mister Benjamin Jackson, came and unbuttoned his fly. Resting one knee on the settee beside the woman, he left little question as to what he wanted her to do.
“Come, Olive. Martin won't mind.” Cupping the back of her neck, he pulled her toward his erect penis.
Terrance moved as she twisted, flipping her onto her knees. He braced one knee on the seat behind her and unbuttoned his own fly. Continuing to tease the hot pink skin between her thighs, he thrust into her, feeling her tight where his finger had only started to spread her open.
“Oh, yes,” Ben groaned, holding Olive's ears as she choked down his cock. Terrance tried to hold still, but her rear bobbed and swiveled until he couldn't resist thrusting.
The door opened again, but this time Olive didn't hear it. Ben did and froze. Terrance paid the new comer no mind, continuing to fuck Olive.
“What are you doing with my wife?” he asked.
“What does it look like?” Terrance asked, neither slowing nor stopping. The pressure in him was beginning to mount.
Author Bio:
Angelica Dawson, bestselling Naughty Nights Press author, has been writing for several years and having sex a lot longer than that. Angelica is a wife, mother and environmental consultant. Her love of plants and the outdoors is not diminished by the bloodsucking hoards -- mosquitoes and black flies, not vampires. She can be found on Facebook, Twitter and her blog, where she regularly posts excerpts from published works as well as those in progress.

Find more excerpts on these blogs!

Tantalising Tuesday #48

 

 

 

 

Hello Everyone and welcome to Tantalising Tuesday. Each week a group of authors choose an individual photograph and write about it using 200 words. Below is mine, enjoy!:

 

 

WATCHING


                                                            Image courtesy of adamr at FreeDigitalPhotos.net


He could barely see her through the frosted glass and the thin layer of condensation beginning to form drips around her, but Daniel knew she was aware of his presence. The way she bucked and wriggled her way underneath the powerful jets of water told Daniel she sensed him watching. Tara adored being watched, she lived to tease, she would only be happy when the beads of sweat on Daniel's forehead matched those on the frosted shower door. After the rain dance came the bubbles, frothy cushions that caressed her ample breasts and foamed between her legs before making their way down Tara's silken thighs to pool on the tiles beneath. Daniel's groan was audible, his right hand pulled at the button and tugged down the zip of his too tight jeans. "Don't stop." he sighed fumbling then finding the source of his ache. Tara turned, pressing her breasts against the glass, the water now cascading behind her, bouncing off her luscious curves as she spread her legs wider to receive the welcome jets. With his left hand Daniel touched the glass, his fingers spread out as Tara’s mirrored them on the other side. Now, it was Daniel's turn to cascade.

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Mm, thank you for stopping by, 200 words and I was only just getting in to my stride (or should that be Daniels!). Do stop by the other blogs today and see how we authors like to tantalise you!:


J S Morbius: http://thecryptofmorbius.blogspot.co.uk/
Naomi Shaw: http://www.eroticfantasies.weebly.com/blog


                                       Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Sunday, 30 August 2015

Weekend Writing Warriors #121

 

Hi and welcome to this week's eight sentences. 
I'm continuing with the next eight from 'Dancing for the Boys' enjoy!:                                           
   MY EIGHT

Slowly Tanya pulled herself up to her feet and bowed low to the grinning men.

Somebody ushered the guests from the room but James remained. He walked slowly towards her, dampness on his upper lip.

“You were amazing.” he breathed.

Tanya smiled but her eyes revealed her hunger. This time James noticed. He sighed, glancing towards the door regretfully.

“I need to go,” he said, “But I would like you to stay, can you do that?”

Tanya nodded, she was still trembling from the power of her performance, her heart beat wildly and her body pulsed excitement.

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Thank you for stopping by, please leave a comment. To visit the other authors taking part today, please click on the link below:




Who doesn’t love to dance? Who doesn’t love to tease the men watching, willing them to notice and lust after your body? What would you do if you were given the chance to perform before a group of appreciative gentlemen for a large amount of money? The latest release from the pen of Gemma Parkes combines two stories of exotic dancing and what it means to two women when they truly perform.

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Video link:
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Saturday, 29 August 2015

From Martin to Martina by J.S. Morbius

From Martin to Martina
by
J.S. Morbius
@JSMorbius
Are some secrets simply meant to come out?
Martin, a man in a steady relationship, is hiding a secret from his partner, a secret that could drive them apart if she ever found out.

Is his relationship over when Sally finds out about Martin's fantasy fetish, or is he willing to give in to her conditions to save their relationship? Will he lose himself and his divinely satisfying office activity, or will his every fantasy finally come true?
Find out in this sizzling, sexy tale of self-exploration, masturbation, and possible negotiations in making a good relationship become great!
Excerpt:
Chapter One
As soon as the front door closed I was out of my chair and watching from the window as my girlfriend walked down the path, heading for work.
Once I saw her reach the end of the road and get in her friend's car–the same friend always picked her up–I made sure the doors were locked and headed up to the newly converted attic. Originally, I had it modified so I could work in peace away from Sally and her friends, who always seemed to be around the front room, talking about girly things like make-up, lingerie, and which film or television star they would fuck.
Even though I knew that Sally would never cheat on me, and she was only having a laugh with her friends, it wasn't what I wanted to hear, what my girlfriend would do with this star or that star in intimate detail, so when I told her my plans for the attic she agreed it would be a good idea. In only a matter of weeks it had been completed. Once it was done, I moved all my computer equipment up there, kitted it out like a home office, and even put a sofa bed in there in case I worked too late. I was a digital artist and web designer and when an idea gripped me I rarely wanted to leave it, even to sleep.
That was when I found out that I liked to do more than design websites or draw fantasy figures. Being alone had given me all the peace and free time I had wanted, yet, niggling at the back of my mind, I found myself thinking more and more about what Sally and her friends talked about, especially the lingerie. The way they used to describe the different feeling of different materials against their naked bodies, the items and colors of lingerie they would wear, what they wore for what occasion, what each different piece made them feel like; it all used to have me getting aroused more and more often.
Author Bio:
  J.S. Morbius is the pseudonym of an engaged father to nine children, four of his own and five stepchildren. He is also partially disabled, having been born with a neurological condition that has caused his nervous system to deteriorate over the years and finds writing to be the way to express his feelings, and fantasies.

Sunday, 23 August 2015

Weekend Writing Warriors #120

 

Hi and welcome to this week's eight sentences.
Here's the next eight from 'Dancing for the Boys' enjoy!:                                           
   MY EIGHT


Tanya flipped the right way up again, swinging and stretching, twisting and turning her body to show off its flexibility. As the track slowed Tanya slid down again and as it ended she stretched beneath it bowing her head. The music stopped and her audience clapped furiously. For a moment Tanya kept perfectly still, she needed to wind down before she could move; she needed to come back from the dark, decadent place where only the pole and her body existed. Finally she raised her head and saw James. His eyes were hot and hungry. Tanya knew she had surpassed all his expectations. This dance was personal. 
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Thank you for stopping by, please leave a comment. To visit the other authors taking part today, please click on the link below:




Who doesn’t love to dance? Who doesn’t love to tease the men watching, willing them to notice and lust after your body? What would you do if you were given the chance to perform before a group of appreciative gentlemen for a large amount of money? The latest release from the pen of Gemma Parkes combines two stories of exotic dancing and what it means to two women when they truly perform.

 Buy Links:

Video link:
http://youtu.be/rjXsx_ik9-4


                               


Saturday, 22 August 2015

Blue Moon House: Investor by Angelica Dawson

New Release September 1st!

Blue Moon House: Investor by Angelica Dawson


Terrance is fascinated with the vampires of Blue Moon House. When a fire leaves them homeless, he seizes the opportunity to put them in his debt and himself into their hearts. They agree to his proposition of a new house in America and set off on a voyage of wonder, danger and pleasure.

Investor is the fifth installment of Angelica Dawson's Blue Moon House series. With each subsequent volume set further into the past, there is no need to read these books in order. Just pick it up, and enjoy!

Here is a longer excerpt from Investor:


He’d been coming to the ladies of Blue Moon House long enough that the true proprietor of the House had identified herself. Sophia and Lynn shared more than ebony black hair, they were also much older than they appeared, eternal. Once sure of his discretion, they had asked for payment in a new fashion. All the whores knew Sophia, Lynn and Nicholas were vampires, but Terrance was one of the few clients to share in the secret.

If Lynn had bitten Eliza, the girl was lucky to still be as focused as she was. The vampire bite was accompanied by a rush greater than any tobacco, any opiate. However, the object was to provide him with a show, not feed. If she wanted that, she should have taken Amelia’s place.

“Mmm,” Amelia hummed in response to his increased arousal, the thought of Lynn biting him. He wanted to chide Lynn but didn’t want to interrupt.

Terrance pushed Amelia back and rose, approaching Lynn’s feet on the edge of the bed. He stroked his palms up the back of her legs while she used her mouth on Eliza. He couldn’t see her biting, only licking and sucking. The other girl swayed, her hands searching under Lynn, presumably for her small, round breasts.

Terrance had always preferred the woman with glowing brown eyes, even before he knew what she was. Using his thumbs, he gently pulled open the lips between her thighs. The skin between was pink, but not red like Eliza’s. That was nearly as dark as Lynn’s tongue. Amelia’s hands slid over his hips, stroking him while she pressed against his back.

He’d intended to watch the women, but it wasn’t enough. Amelia was doing a wonderful job, but he didn’t want to sit by. He wanted to be surrounded by women, smothered under them.



Angelica Dawson, bestselling Naughty Nights Press author, has been writing for several years and having sex a lot longer than that. Angelica is a wife, mother and environmental consultant. Her love of plants and the outdoors is not diminished by the bloodsucking hoards -- mosquitoes and black flies, not vampires. She can be found on FacebookTwitter and her blog, where she regularly posts excerpts from published works as well as those in progress.



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