Friday, October 3, 2014

FREE Erotica, eBook, Gender Swap, Excerpt

The resort’s pool had a mechanical wave built into it, which created the current that allowed people to float around the loop, but that was a lazy current.  In contrast, Jerry felt an onslaught of warm current rush out from his core and burst upon the surface of his skin—his well-exposed skin.  The same type of primal force that makes a wolf bay at the moon took hold of Jerry, and he stared up at Mark’s dreamy eyes and felt the beating of Mark’s heart underneath his pec, and Jerry bit his lip and thought: I have to have him.  Oh, what do I need to…
Stop it.  Mark is my friend.  We played football together for crying out loud!  We were in the Boy Scouts.  Jerry nervously pulled down on the back of his too-small pink one-piece bathing suit, trying once more to cover his feminine butt cheeks and only managing to put almost all of his breast cleavage on display.  Holy moly, my boobies are spilling out!
 “What’s your name, sexy lady?” Mark asked, rubbing at a trickle of sweat on his bare chest.  Jerry’s eyes were glued to Mark’s fingers as he wiped the sweat away.
Jerry was biting his lip, having slid his gaze down to Mark’s tight abs, and he found himself wondering what Mark’s cock looked like.  Cut?  Uncut?  Long?  Thick.  Ummm.  “Oh,” Jerry said softly.  “What a ditz!  I’m Jeri, and this sexy lady…”  Oh shit.  I almost said this sexy lady wants to fuck you.  What is going on?  Where are these thoughts coming from?  I heard what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, but this is ridiculous.  Focus.  And when did I start thinking of myself as a she?  Well, I am a she, in body at least, but still.  And I guess I’m Jeri now, too.  Not Jerry, but Jeri.
“You don’t finish a lot of sentences,” Mark said, moving even closer, his breath smelling of mint leaves and rum.  “Something on your mind?”
Yes.  I want to screw your brains out, or at least my body wants to, and I need your help to keep me from actually doing so.  “No,” Jeri replied.  “I mean yes.  I need your help.  Can we talk?  Maybe in private?”
“Sure,” Mark said.  “Come with me.”  He wrapped his strong arm around Jeri’s back and they walked back along the humongous pool toward the resort entrance where Jeri had just come from.  The cumulative effect of walking on the hot concrete in her bare feet had Jeri bouncing on her toes, almost skipping alongside Mark.  In the rows of chaise lounges, men and women watched Mark and Jeri stroll by. Look at them checking us out.  Yeah, we’re a cute couple.  That’s right ladies, he’s mine.  Jeri slipped her arm around Mark, and slid her thumb into the waistband of his cargo shorts.
As they made the long trek back to the lobby, past the gaming floor, restaurants, and shops, among the tourist horde, Jeri found herself leaning more and more into Mark, and somewhere along the line, Mark’s hand had eased itself down to Jeri’s ass.  On the long walk out to the pool area, Jeri had been self-conscious over the large portions of her butt cheeks that weren’t covered by her one-piece bathing suit, but she had felt lost and alone then.  Now, attached to Mark, she didn’t mind the bathing suit at all.  It still drew a lot of male attention, but Jeri loved the suit because Mark loved it.  Mark squeezed her ass, and Jeri squeezed Mark’s waist.
In the elevator, on the way up, Mark’s hand made its way up to Jeri’s breast and gave it a fondle.  Oh yeah. Right there.  Jeri kissed Mark’s bare shoulder and grinned. 
They finally made it back to Jeri’s room, and Mark pulled out a key card and opened the door.  The maid hadn’t been by yet, but the room didn’t look very messy.  Only the bed was rumpled.  Good.  Don’t want Mark to think I’m a slob!  Oh!  Mark pressed Jeri against the wall and his lips crushed down on hers.  What?  Ummm.  Jeri wrapped her arms around Mark’s neck and surrendered to the kiss, relaxing utterly and forgetting about everything else.  Mark’s hands travelled her torso, claiming her curves with gentle strokes, and Jeri did not resist.  It’s not my fault.  What can I do?  He’s so much bigger.  And such a force.  His breath is sweet, and that ribbon of pubic hair running down from his navel is like an arrow pointing the way to buried treasure.
Mark grabbed Jeri’s ass with one hand and a thigh with the other, and slid her up against the cement wall so that her feet were no longer on the floor.  Jeri could feel Mark’s hand easing underneath the bottom of her hot pink bathing suit, between her legs, and the trespass into forbidden terrain only excited Jeri more.  Wrapping her legs around Mark’s hips, Jeri was completely pressed against Mark, and felt all the better for it.  He smelled of sweat and sunshine, and Jeri had always associated those mingled aromas with sex.  What was it I needed to talk about?  Oh, it can wait.  Jeri peppered Mark’s lips with a flurry of kisses, and then she pressed her mouth to his, and opened hers, waiting, hoping, and praying to be taken.  Mark thrust his tongue inside Jeri’s mouth and Jeri shuddered.  She sucked on his tongue, twisting her head about, and her tongue played with his, and her hand stroked his head.
“Oh, yeah, you are the man,” Jeri whispered when they came up for air.

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Friday, August 29, 2014

How To Find Free Erotica on Amazon; Yes, Find Free Porn on Amazon for your Kindle!

Amazon is one of the greatest retailers in history.  Not afraid to innovate, and not afraid to game change.  From selection to delivery, Amazon writes the book (as well as selling the books!).

And rest assured, Amazon has free porn.  Free erotica on Amazon’s shelves is yours for the taking.  Now I don’t know about you aficionados, but in my house, my bookshelves are filled with Irving, Dickens, and Hardy—but my porn is stashed on my Kindle.  Nobody leaves their dirty secrets out in the open for all to see, and Amazon is no different.

Not only does Amazon carry free erotica, they break it down into genres and niches to make the shopping easier.  However, just like my house, the erotica is not lying out on the kitchen table.  You have to look for it.  After all, you never know when the folks or the preacher might pop in for a visit.

To find free erotica on Amazon, make your way to Kindle eBooks on the website.  Find the Best Sellers link.  Then click on Literature.  Then click on Erotica.  Pick your particular subcategory of pleasure, and click on that.  The Top 100 hundred are listed on that page, and there is a tab for the Top 100 FREE.  Click there, and click often.  It changes every day!

By the way, it’s the same general route to erotica for sale on Amazon.  KindleàLiteratureàErotica.  Easy peasy!

How do you get to your favorite erotica haunts on Amazon?

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

New Erotic eBook! FREE excerpt!

A new book is always exciting, and I’ve been wanting to do this one for a while.  Often, the femdom books are filled with anger, or at least have a strong undercurrent of it.  I wanted to tell a story of a loving couple playing fun games that can run to the extreme without damaging the relationship.  And here it is!

Melissa and Tim like to keep their marriage spicy, and when the kids go away for the weekend, it’s fantasy night.  Tim is under the impression that Melissa wants to be dominated—okay, maybe Melissa gave him that impression—but she really wants to turn the tables in their domination scenario.  Tim never knew fulfilling his wife’s fantasy would be so full-filling for him too!  And he never knew he’d love it so much!

Here’s an excerpt of Crawl This Way:

Tim was a maestro. He was fantastic at all he did, whether it was being a systems analyst, or a doting husband, or a loving father.  As he wended his whip along Melissa's back, the streaks of pain only served to remind Melissa why she married this wonderful man, and what a fantastic lover he was.  Her fingers clutched the soft red rope tightly.  Tim eased off on the rhythmic whipping and leaned forward.  Melissa could feel his hot breath landing softly on her neck.
"Tell me again how your girlfriend gives better head than I do,” Tim said.
Melissa's back trilled with delicious pain, her skin crawling as if regiments of lead-booted ants were on maneuvers.  Her toes cramped, and her calves begged for mercy.  Mercy, mercy, mercy.  But Melissa wouldn't ask for mercy.  No, not ever.  Because in her mind, once one asked for mercy, one had to grant mercy.  And Melissa was not going to grant Tim mercy tonight.  So she didn't ask for any.
"My girlfriend gives better head than you do," Melissa said defiantly.
"Really!"  Tim’s big mitts grabbed her roughly and spun her around.  Tim glowered down, still taller, despite her heels.  His fingers seized hold of the twin halters that covered Melissa’s breasts and he ripped the fabric asunder, hauling against the back of Melissa’s neck until the silk garment gave way.  Tim let the twin drapes cascade down across Melissa’s thighs, and his hand reached for her bobbing breast.  Melissa loved it when Tim cupped her naked breast while he kissed her, but that wasn’t on the horizon—far too tender.  Tim grabbed Melissa’s nipple harshly between his thumb and forefinger, pulling it away from her body so fiercely that Melissa’s spine involuntarily curved forward to lessen the pain.  And then Tim began to twist.
 “Tell me again about your girlfriend.”
Tim reversed his twisting, a full one-eighty, but kept pulling.  Melissa peered down at her breast, now extended out like a traffic cone.  Her shoulders ached, tightly bunched and restricting her breathing.  Tim’s other hand, with the whip in it, ran across Melissa’s other nipple, which was now crisply hard.  The whip handle was rough against her sensitive flesh and a quiet “oh” escaped her lips.  Her traffic cone tit felt on fire. 
 “My girlfriend goes down better than you,” Melissa said.
Tim released both Melissa’s breasts, and Melissa peered down at her poor tortured breast as it slowly resumed its normal shape, like a stress toy after a vigorous squishing.  Melissa’s nipple was slower to return to its natural form, and Tim’s thumbprint was visible for some time.  That might bruise.  Oddly, there was more pain rising up from her nipple now that Tim had released it.  That quickly became a footnote when the whip shot across her breast at full speed.  While Melissa drew a sharp inhale, Tim’s hand sailed back and scored the outside of her other breast with a lethal backhand.  Bright red claw-mark looking strips bloomed on the outside of both her breasts, and Melissa screeched.
 “Tell me again,” Tim said.
 “She’s…”  Melissa gasped for air, and it took several tries before her lungs gripped any.  “She’s better,” Melissa said.  Her mouth might be struggling for the breath of life, but her eyes were all defiance.

Ta-ta and Mwah!

FREE Erotic Ebooks! Yep, FREE Porn Ebooks!

I lay in bed at night, the spring breeze blowing in off the balcony, one sheet covering me, my eyes closed tight, my fingers busy, my thighs squeezing my hand firmly in place, and I moan two soft words into the empty darkness: read me!  Oh, read me.  Read me.  Please, read me.

Hey, every woman has her kinks—some more than others—and mine include the eyes of strangers.  Yummm, strangers.  What is a more intimate place than my imagination?  Strangers, bulling their way deep into my intimate place, their eyes drinking every bit of me in, their hands pushing forward—onward, onward my Captain!  It warms a gal’s heart—and other nifty niches—to bring excitement to a stranger.  A person whose name I’ll never know plunges deep inside my mind, and I traipse about in theirs, and we commune with sexual arousal perfuming the air and our thoughts and our bodies.

I love being read.  I love being read by strangers.  I love being read by strangers over and over again—sometimes hard and fast, sometimes soft and slow.  It’s all good!

So here is a brand new free erotic ebook, Mandy’s Therapy.  Enjoy!  Oh, what’s it about?  Fair question.  Here goes:

Mandy’s boss is a tyrant, taking advantage of her submissive nature both in the workplace and the bedroom.  Doctor Pherligan, Mandy’s psychiatrist, prescribes some unusual therapy.  And wow, does it work.  Before long, Mandy has her boss pegged!

Yes, I said pegged.  Mandy learns not to be a victim, and indulges her dominant, female ascendant, feminine strap-on conqueror side.

And if you missed it, I have another free erotic ebook that’s been out for awhile: Menage a Moi.

Ta-ta and Mwah!

Thursday, January 31, 2013

REVIEW: Miss Michelle's A Bride for Halloween

Oh, what a man will do for a beautiful woman!  Miss Michelle’s tale of Michael and Jenny is sweet and endearing, filled with whimsy and good vibes.  Often the female protagonist in this genre is motivated by anger or spite.  (That’s not a bad thing—I have used that theme in my own writing, and when it works, it works.)  In A Bride for Halloween there is no anger, only tenderness and harmony.

The length is perfect for the price.  A few typos do distract, but not so much as to harm the enjoyment of the reading experience.  This is the perfect tale for those desiring an appetizer of excitement.  And I felt the good vibes throb right out of the book and through my bod!

Enjoy this book for the taste of what Miss Michelle is capable of, and join the chorus with me asking her to gift us with a longer, deeper tale of joy and discovery! 

To purchase Miss Michelle’s A Bride for Halloween, click here.