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!:                                           

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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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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Saturday, 29 August 2015

From Martin to Martina by J.S. Morbius

From Martin to Martina
J.S. Morbius
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!
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!:                                           

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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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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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.

Friday, 21 August 2015

Friday Flash - The Waterfall of Truth

Hi and welcome to this week's Flash Friday. One picture One hundred words only, enjoy:


Anna sailed forward, towards what, she couldn't be sure. It had to be better though - had to be clearer. The waterfall glistened with truth and promised a future she could be proud of. There was no point in hesitating. In some ways Anna had been waiting for this journey her whole life. Would she be alone? Possibly, but did that really matter? Some journeys were best completed alone, she had tried companionship. This time she would stand proud, make decisions and listen to her heart. As she approached the entrance warmth passed over her, soft music summoned her nearer…nearer. 

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Thursday, 20 August 2015

Thursday Taster -

Hi and welcome to this week's Thursday Taster. A group of authors get together each Thursday and share excerpts from their books or works in progress. This week I am going to share an excerpt from 'Pleasing Mia' enjoy!:


Scott first noticed Mia four months ago in ‘Pulse’ a massively popular nightclub on the outskirts of the City. It was a vast club with two dance floors in separate rooms playing different music in each in a bid to cater for all tastes. As a result the club was popular with a variety of people from several age groups. It was quite usual to spend some considerable time queuing up outside before being allowed into the premises. Thankfully this particular evening was in a warmer than average month of May.
Scott visited with a group of friends one Friday night after the pubs became boring. Mia was already dancing on the large floor in the main room when they arrived.
They all noticed her; everyone in the club was watching her, she was with two other girls, each capable of turning heads in their own right. They were dancing around in their little group, twisting and turning to the rhythmic beat but you could see that Mia was lost in her own world, dancing with wild abandonment as if she were all alone in her bedroom. Scott was instantly attracted to her.

She was just so beautiful. Her messy blonde hair was swinging outwards as she danced, coming back to land on naked tanned shoulders in unruly tresses that filled Scott with a sudden urge to stroke them tenderly away.
It was impossible to make out the colour of her animated eyes but Scott noticed that she closed them when she spun around in time to the music. Her build was slender, almost fragile but the soft curve of her hips and silhouette of high rounded breasts was obvious beneath the thin confines of her strappy white dress.
She was an obvious beauty, but it wasn’t just her stunning looks that were causing the stir in the trousers of just about every male in the room. It was her wildness, the raw sexuality that was displayed through her dancing. Watching her complete abandonment made them all wonder if she would be as uninhibited between the sheets.
There were many equally beautiful girls in the club that night. Some of them were, possibly prettier than Mia, but none of them had her appeal. As Scott watched her he thought two things. One, he wanted her really badly, and two, there wasn’t anyway that he would ever be able to approach a girl like that. Reluctantly, he turned away and headed for the bar.
Pulse, with its two dance floors, was the place to be if you were serious about your dancing. Along the edge of the larger of the two dance floors were four podiums. Anyone could use these at any time during the course of the evening if they felt the urge to show off their dancing skills or had enough alcohol inside them to fill them with a false sense of bravado. As a result the quality of the podium dancing was unpredictable to say the least.
Tonight two of them held male dancers, young and erratic, throwing themselves around in an attempt to impress, occasionally checking each other out to make sure they weren’t being outperformed.
The other two podiums had female occupants, one upon each. These were both very attractive girls, performing carefully planned well practised dance moves. One was wearing tiny silver shorts and a matching boob tube, her taut stomach was gyrating wildly and her hips were thrusting in and out as the beat boomed out. She had long, straight brown hair which fell around her shoulders and was dancing in bare feet which made her dancing look more primitive.
The other dancer was a skinny blonde with a cute bob. She was wearing a tiny black dress that barely covered her matching thong. Her long, toned legs, tanned for the evening, were her best feature and she used them to her advantage, stretching them out from side to side as she circled her hips and raised her hands above her head in time with the music.
Scott moved his eyes away from the performers and back towards Mia, he noted that most of the men, even the ones who were dancing, only had eyes for her. She was dancing a sexy uninhibited dance that was promising so much. He found it really hard to look at anything or anyone else.
“She’s out of your league Scott.” It was Sean’s voice, one of the group he came with and his very best friend.
“She’s out of everyone’s league.” Scott replied wistfully.

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On a weekend visit to a local nightclub, Scott notices a beautiful girl dancing with complete abandonment on the crowded dance floor. Everybody is watching her, though she seems oblivious to any attention she is receiving. The girl (Mia) is simply lost in the music.

When eventually circumstances lead her to succumb to his quiet charm Scott discovers Mia’s wild sexual nature is not restricted to the dance floor. As he struggles to keep up with her sexual prowess and ever changing moods Scott discovers a side of himself that he had not deemed possible. Pleasing Mia is by no means an easy accomplishment. Will Scott succeed?
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