Love Out Of Lust Series

Friday, July 31, 2015

Flash Fiction Friday - 07/31/2015: Mika

Welcome to another segment of Flash Fiction Friday.

Here is my flash in 100 words.

Enjoy.


“She’s beautiful! Where did you get her?” Jamal asked.

Devin shook his head. “I didn’t get her. She volunteered to do this shoot.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, she’s a natural beauty in this pic. The woman even has style.”

“So what’s her name?”

“Mika.”

“Mika?” Then Jamal widened his eyes. “You mean Mika from PolandPreston’s girl?”

“Yep, Mika from Poland. She is an actual natural beauty. She used to model long time ago.”

“How does Preston feel about her modeling?”

“Oh yeah, she’s no longer Preston’s girl; she’s single.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really. She’s dating Tamara.”


Devin frowned. He had high hopes.

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Thursday, July 30, 2015

Thursday Tasters - 07/30/2015: Love Type Situation (Orphan Andy's Scene)


Hey, welcome to another segment of Thursday Tasters.

In this segment, I'm going to go into another scene of my forthcoming release on August 24th --
Love Type Situation.

This is my first May/December erotic romance.

I also want to give thanks to my editor Elicia Stoll. She is one hell of an editor, and I got love for her.

Here is a little restaurant scene, located in the Castro District, called Orphan Andy's.

Enjoy!



“What about you? Do you just work in the clubs?”
“No, not really. I have a day job. I work at city hall.”
“City hall?” She was surprised. “Really? What do you do?”
“I’m a porter.” Andrew laughed. “I love doing that to people, but seriously, I’m a porter.”
“Oh, well …” she stammered for something nice to say, “that’s good.”
“What, you think a porter isn’t a good job? Well, yeah, you’re right, but it pays the bills. This was my first shot spinning at a club. I don’t want to be a porter for the rest of my life, but right now I need to survive while I pursue my dream.”
Sadie nodded. This kid was not only mature, but he was responsible too. He had a good head on his shoulders. He wasn’t like most of the young men his age. Andrew was serious about himself, and he had goals.  It reminded her of when she was his age; determined and goal-oriented. Her failures were due to the bad men she let into her life. By the time she ended up seeing Dustin, she was totally dependent on him. She really had lost her way.
“That’s really good. You always had a good head on your shoulders.”
“Well, I got it from you. You taught me to have a goal in life, and to put my mind to making it a reality. I never forgot that.”
He’s really going places. I can’t believe he remembered me telling him that.
“That is really good.” Sadie nodded her approval. “I always knew you were going to be one of those guys who make it.”
“Yeah,” he gave her a half-grin. “I am.”
She detected something in Andrew. “What’s wrong? You don’t sound so enthusiastic.”
Andrew denied it. “Ah, it’s nothing.” He nodded at the waiter who was bringing over two plates of food. “Besides, the food’s arrived. Let’s eat.”
Sadie knew something was wrong. That kind of grin indicated a little disappointment, but since Andrew didn’t want to talk about it, Sadie wouldn’t press him. Why ruin a good time?



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Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 07/28/2015: Clandestine Office Affair


Hiyadoin? Happy Tuesday.

Today, I'm out with a little tease in 200 words.

Enjoy!


“Al, I’m your boss. We couldn’t be together. Do you know how difficult it is to pretend we don’t like each other?”

Al rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. “Nyssa, I’m tired of pretending right now. We’ve been secretly seeing each other for more than three weeks. We’re alone. Remember?”

He inched closer and gently pinned her against the wall. His lips pressed into hers. As much as Nyssa wanted to say no, she couldn’t resist the way he kissed her. In fact, she returned affection by placing her arms around his back. Their kiss soon morphed into something passionate. Nyssa couldn’t help slipping her tongue inside Al’s mouth. Their tongues danced together when she lifted up her leg and curled behind his calf. They were after all alone, on the office floor, in the after hours, where they could get naughty together.

“No one’s here,” Al said between their kisses. “What do you say we do it right here?”

Nyssa was apprehensive. “Are you kidding me?”

“Yeah, ever had wall sex?”

“No, but—”

Al broke his kiss and placed his finger over her lips, “Shh, I hear someone.”

Al and Nyssa turned to their side and overheard a female’s voice. Nyssa whispered, “Shit, my secretary. Let’s hide!”


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Sunday, July 26, 2015

Edits for Love Out Of Lust Part 5 Has Returned - Release Scheduled for Sept 2015.

YES! I received the edits for Love Out Of Lust Part 5, and I'm excited to get through them. I'm also glad my editor enjoyed the story (thank you). This story will be a step-up from all the other four chapter, as I promised more dramatic scenes. In the beginning, I wondered thought about not including any sex scenes in the story, but I'm glad I listened to one of my faithful fans of mine and went ahead to do a couple of hot sex scenes.

This story will go in depth as Daryl has to deal with an old issue with Jose, Marisol's ex, and Marisol will have to deal with Daryl's ex, Clarissa. There will be some shocking things that will come in the story, which I will prepare for Part Six.

The story was supposed to be out by June 22nd, but my editor had some personal issues to sort out, and it was understandable that delays for this story were going to happen, but I'm an understanding author, and my editor of two years has never faced a situation she wasn't able to control. It wasn't her fault. I'm grateful to have an editor like her -- Elicia Stoll.

She is also the editor of two of my other books --  A Thrill Seeking Relationship & Love Type Situation, which will release in late August 2015.

Now, I wanted to go ahead and release the story on Labor Day, but because my release Love Type Situation will be release two weeks prior, I will have to push the release date for late September, but it will be before the autumnal equinox. I will announce the release date.

I want to thank the fans for patiently waiting for the release of the book. I promise you a good story with the leading of Part Six -- one of the most romantic part to the series.

Well, it's back time to get back to work. I need to finish up the edits. Be on the lookout for Love Out Of Lust - Part Five: When Happiness Meets Drama.


Friday, July 24, 2015

Sign Up for Love Type Situation Cover Reveal - August 10th.

I'm happy to announce the cover reveal for Love Type Situation for August 10th, 2015. 

This is my second release for the year 2015, and I'm looking forward to the release of my May/Decemeber erotic romance.

Any help is appreciated for the cover reveal of Love Type Situation. Here is the blurb below:



Sadie’s love life was doomed. She has had her share of bad men in her life, until she met a friend from a long time ago – Andrew. She was intrigued. He has many good qualities of a man she wanted, except one thing – his age. Andrew is younger than her, but better than the man Sadie’s been seeing for the last few months – Dustin Ellerton. When she makes her decision to get rid of the zero and get with the real hero, things get pretty complicated.

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Materials will be mailed out on the 6th or 7th of August.

Flash Fiction Friday - 07/24/2015: Darla Made Breakfast

Happy Friday everyone!

Today has been an exciting week. I'm happy to get around that my books are releasing in the summer of 2015, and I can't wait to announce the release date of my forthcoming release to the series - Love Out Of Lust Part 5 and Love Type Situation.

But right now, it's time to bring in two of my most favorite characters - Darla and Tyler, in 100 words.

Enjoy!


Darla walked away from the kitchen and headed down the hall, where she opened the door and saw Tyler still sleeping. She grinned, loving the way he was sleeping. Darla climbed on the bed and crawled on top of Tyler.

Tyler stretched and awoke. His eyes were narrowed from waking up, but he placed his hand on the side of her arm.

“Good morning, love,” Darla leaned in and kissed. “I made you breakfast.”

“You did?” Tyler grinned, taking a deep breath. “Thank you.” Then he asked, “Can I ask you question?”

“What’s that?”

“You didn’t burn anything, did you?”

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Thursday, July 23, 2015

Thursday Tasters - 07/23/2014: Love Type Situation.


It's been so long since I've been on Thursday Tasters, but I'm finally here.
I'm back, ready to come off with tasters unlike any before.

I'm coming across with a little taste of my upcoming release, due out by August 24th -- Love Type Situation.

The story is about Sadie Mendez, a thirty-something woman who's had her share of bad luck with men. When she decided enough was enough, she goes out to a gay club to get drunk with her friend, and meets a young DJ she once worked with as a youth counselor -- Andrew Bishop. When she meets up with him after lost times, Sadie and Andrew re-kindle their friendship, even taking it further, where Andrew had better qualities than all the other men she had been with. The only problem with Andrew was his age. He is eight years younger than her.

Anyways, here is a snippet in 343 words. 

Enjoy!



Danny was right. All this was eating her up. She tried to have a good time, but all this heartbreak was getting to her. She needed to get over him, but she couldn’t. She needed something to help her forget about him – a little more alcohol was a good start.
She signaled the bartender for another martini. Danny tapped the side of her arm. She turned and looked at who Danny was pointing at – a young man in dark blue jeans, a long white shirt, and a baseball cap was going on stage. Sadie, for a moment, thought she recognized him. He was cute but young. When the young man stepped on stage, Sadie asked herself, could that really be Andrew Bishop?  
Sadie was working at a youth center when she met Andrew many years ago. He was a bright, talented, fifteen year old, who was cut from a different mold than the rest of the teenagers she worked with. Sadie had also been his tutor after she had become aware of his trouble with his grades. While she tutored him, the two developed a good friendship. Nothing ever happened between them, but their friendship had grown, until she left the youth center to work elsewhere.
“Who is that guy?” Sadie asked.
“That’s the new DJ I was telling you about – Andrew Bishop.”
“Andrew Bishop?” She asked in disbelief.
“Yeah,” then he asked, “Do you know him?”
“Yeah, I was his counselor at a youth center years ago. My, has he grown. Too bad he’s gay; he’s cute.”
“Honey, he’s not gay; he’s as straight as a board. In fact, he just broke up with his girlfriend a few weeks ago.”
“Really? He’s not gay? What’s he doing here? How old is he now? I remember when he was fifteen and scrawny.”
Danny laughed, “Perhaps you should go over and ask him. All I know is he started working here recently, and he plays good music.”
“I better check him out.”

“You should, and maybe get his number. He’s single, you know.”


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Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 07/21/2014: Coming To Senses


Hi welcome to another segment of Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers.

Today, I have a hot, little snippet for you in a little over 200 words. Sorry, I couldn't help it.

Anyways, enjoy!



“Shhh….” Russell warned, gently placing his arm around Stella’s throat. “We don’t want to startle our guests, do we?”

Stella couldn’t help making soft, feminine noises when she felt his large, calloused hands over the strap of her slinky cocktail dress when he pulled them down, allowing her breasts to fall free. She felt his hand cup over her breast, before moving his hands over her delicious body, before moving up the hem of her dress, exposing her delicious sex, before he realized in delight that she wasn’t wearing an underwear.

“No underwear,” Russell growled. “Oh yes, I love the freak in you.”

Then she whimpered, “Please take me! Hurry, before our spouses catches on.”

Russell, without another word, moved her against the wall and quickly undid his pants. He pants dropped down to his ankles, while Stella waited in anticipation to feel him inside her. When she felt herself being lifted, Stella tried effort not to let out a yelp when she felt him stretching inside her. She loved the feeling of it; his thrusts were hard and intense and she felt herself being rocked by her thrusts. What she didn’t expect was to hear little girl’s voice startling them after they heard a faint knock on the door.

“Mommy?”

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Friday, July 17, 2015

Edits to Love Type Situation Has Arrived.

Yay! finally the edits for Love Type Situation has arrived. I knew my editor could pull it through. Although, it took four months to get it done, because there were several delays, coming from my publisher and my editor, as well.

The story is a May/December erotic romance, about Sadie Mendez who's bad luck with men has taken its toll on her, but she meets up with an old friend she once worked with, Andrew Bishop, and the two begin to rekindle a friendship together. Andrew Bishop had all the right qualities for the man she's been looking for, except for one thing -- his age. Andrew is eight year younger than her, but he turned out even more mature than the men she had been with. However, there is one little problem she needs to sort out -- the man she had been seeing for some time -- Dustin Ellerton. This man is more established than Andrew, but married. Dustin isn't willing to let her go, regardless how much he was making her miserable, and Sadie wasn't willing to go through the pain any longer; she had woken up to his false promises.

The book is schedule to release in August 2015, on Bitten Press. I will have a cover reveal for the book, and there will be release date announced, once it's ready.

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Thursday, July 16, 2015

Erotic Story: Morgan In The VIP Room.

This story was presented on a group event called Live Writing, which I'm going to dedicate it to a couple of fans: Johanne Poirier, Elizabeth Bennett, and Kristi Lynn.

This is my first shot at m/m, a particular genre I don't normally write, but being that I got to know my fans, I'm willing to include this in my stories. One of the hardest things I had to come over was the image thing, being that I'm a straight male who writes m/f stories, lesbian erotic, and menage stories, which mostly consist of f/f/m characters. However, I'm willing to keep an open mind and write m/m genres, light bdsm, and transgendered. This is strictly for the ladies; for entertainment purposes.

Here is my 2688 word story. Enjoy!

The address is 5795 Westminster Street. I have you on the guest list. Remember to wear something sexy, I’ll be waiting for you in the VIP Room.
That was the text Morgan received on her smart phone. She was really excited to celebrate her birthday at the Bilingual Club – an upscale club for party-goers, but it had been so long for Morgan since she had stepped into an establishment full of young party-goers. She was celebrating her 57th birthday and she was going to a club full of people half her age. She felt a bit out of place, but the club was owned by Darren, someone she had been seeing for a couple of months.
 Morgan wasn’t the partying type, but when her husband of thirty two years passed away, and she was left with a new life of starting all over. She had been widowed for two years, and it wasn’t until she met Darren, where he gave her a new adventure.
She was told to wear something sexy. How sexy? Well, for starters, Morgan was a cut from a different mold. She was a woman in her late fifties that bloomed into a voluptuous figure, but still had a wonderful body that didn't make her look her age. She had on a long, royal purple dress that accentuated her gogeous appearance. Her warm brown eyes and heart shaped smile glowed wonderfully from the passing street lamps, while she sat in the cab.
She was equally excited but nervous about meeting Darren at the club. This whole new adventure thing was new for her, and Darren was coming up with creative ways to enjoy her life, and to make her feel very special.
The cab pulled in front of a two-story brick building. Morgan noticed two burly-looking bouncers, dressed in dark suits, about the size of two NFL players -- very intimidating. She paid the cab driver her fare and left him with a tip. When Morgan open the door. She slid out of the cab and walked over to the entrance of the club, where she was greeted by these two intimidating men.
She gave them her name, mentioning she was on the guest list.
The first bouncer looked at her oddly, but never questioned her when he looked on his clipboard and found her name. As the first bouncer nodded at the second bouncer, he removed the velvet rope and allowed Morgan to pass.
Morgan was surprised to that the men let her through. She didn't think she was going to get past them, not compared to the young women that were waiting in line with their friends.
She made her way through the club. It was highly energetic, filled with thumping sounds she wouldn't care to listen to in her condo.  The crowd was moving and swaying to the beat. Morgan was trying to make her way through, without bumping into people.
She made her way to the bar and signaled the bartender over. While the bartender looked cute and sexy with a long ponytail. He was busy serving people at the bar. However, she received a few stares by the younger women, sizing her up. It nearly left her feeling uncomfortable.
Then Morgan felt a someone's hand over her's. His hand was warm and comforting -- and dark. which molded over her ivory skin. When she looked up, she noticed Darren, a middle-aged black man with a very warm smile, dressed in a dark suit and a blue dress shirt with two buttons opened. Morgan felt relieved that she was with someone she knew.
"Darren" Morgan said.
"Happy Birthday, Morgan. You look very beautiful tonight. What do you say we go somewhere private?" He also winked, "I have your favorite drink upstairs."
Morgan returned a smile. How could she refused? He had such a charming way of making her feel good. Plus, he made her heart flutter.
She accepted his offer and took his hand, as she was led through a crowd on the dance floor, up the steps, making their way over to an unmarked room at the end of the hall.
Morgan could feel something in the air tonight. She was going to celebrate her birthday with a bang, and when Darren opened the door she was intrigued when she entered an intimate atmosphere – a dimmed red room with dark leather seating surrounding a black leather table with buckets of champagne and champagne glasses.
She noticed two young men, dressed in white shirts and dark pairs of slacks; both of them had wonderful blonde hair. They were young, probably in their mid-thirties, but by god, they were gorgeous.
Morgan knew where this was going to go; all she could say to herself was hell yeah!
 Morgan stepped inside and Darren closed the door behind them. She was greeted by the men, and they all wished her a happy birthday. The VIP Room was enclosed away from the thumping noise downstairs, but lavished with fine leather furniture that surrounded around a black granite table with two buckets of Korbel Champagne and a bottle of Berringer's White Zinfandel, Morgan's favorite.
The men had their champagne poured, and Darren, such a gentleman as he is, poured her a glass of wine. Then they all toasted and drank their drink. Morgan finished her drink and set her glass down. She soon felt the heat of Darren's body behind her back.
His hands moved along the side of her curves, and Morgan felt the heat of his breath against her ear when Darren said in his soft, baritone, "You look lovely tonight. These men want to worship you; make you feel very special."
Morgan couldn't help biting her lip. She kept it subtle, but she knew why she was in the VIP Room with these men. Just because she was turning a year older, doesn't mean can't live out a wonderful pleasure. Not only did Morgan felt a nice buzz from the wine she gulped down, but she felt a delicious feeling growing in her core. It begged to be satisfied.
She turned to him, breathlessly, "i just love how you make me feel special."
She pressed herself against him, feeling the bulge out of his pants. Morgan kissed him. Their kiss soon morphed into something passionate and lustful. The only noise that filled the VIP Room was the kissing noise, which made her wonder what were the other men doing at that time?
Then, she felt more than a set on hands over her body. She turned and noticed the young men standing side-by-side, caressing her body with a look of curiosity. She remained still, watching the men run their hands all over her body.
Then Darren said, "I forgot to introduce you to Brent and Carl. I'll be here, leaving you with these men as they satisfy you, and they are willing to do whatever you say. Rmemeber, it's your birthday."
Morgan was nearly giddy over what Darren said -- Anything she wanted? He just handed over the keys to the driver's side. Why not? She was going to make her birthday present as memorable as possible.
Morgan felt her dress being unzipped by Carl, while Brent leaned in and left trails of wet kisses on the side of her neck. Once she slipped out of her dress, Morgan was now in her sexy black lingerie. She had on a pair of black Chantilly-laced stockings with straps that connected to her lacy underwear. It wasn't long she felt her bra being unhook by Carl. Her breast feel free for the men to touch.
Brent look down and held them in his hand like they were fresh water, and looked back in her eyes, complimenting how beautiful she looked.
Morgan loved the feeling of his hands. His touch nearly weakened her, but she remained still as Brent and Carl left trails of kiss on each side of her shoulders. Things were now about to get steamier.
Morgan was intrigued when she noticed their sculpted abs and pecs. Her look was a pure wanton of lust as she watched them strip completely naked. When she turned to Darren. He was still clothed, seated on the sofa as he watched Morgan enjoy herself with these two men, holding a glass of champagne in his hand.
What a guy, she thought. He was sitting there, watching her live out her long awaited fantasy.
The men were finally naked. Their sizes were really impressive. Morgan could feel the temperature rise in the room, and the men were standing around her. What's a woman to do?
She led them over to the sofa, holding their cocks in each of her hands. Morgan sat down and began stroking these men.  She looked up and saw their lustful expression. These men were ready and willing, but Morgan wanted some real foreplay -- something she's longed wanting to see.
"Let me see you two kiss," Morgan told the men.
The men, without hesitation, leaned in and kiss. Morgan couldn't believe it. She was witnessing them make out, in front of her, for the very first time, while stroking them in her hand. She could go on watching them make out together all night, but she had other things in mind. She leaned in and took Carl in her mouth, slowly taking in his tip, while stroking Brent's shaft in her hand.
She then took Carl out of her mouth and moved over to Brent, taking him in her mouth, coating his tip with her saliva. Once she was able to get used to his size in her mouth, she was able to work each of their lengths in her mouth.
She took turns, but then an idea popped in her head when she took Carl out of her mouth and looked up to Brent with a mischievous grin. "Come down here." She freed her hand from Brent's shaft, allowing him to kneel beside her. She held a firm grip on Carl's shaft and said, "Taste him."
When she freed her hand, Brent curled his fingers over Carl's shaft and slowly took him in her mouth. He was able to take in Carl's length without effort. Morgan was really amazed. She watched in delight, moving her hand over her trimmed mound, where her fingers found its way over to her slit.
She couldn't stop moving her fingers, once it found its way over her nub. Morgan, for a moment, thought she was dreaming when she witnessed a man going down on another man, but it was finally happening. Her fantasies were finally coming to life.
Then she decided to join in and have Brent share Carl's cock together. They took turns, flicking their tongues over his girth, while Carl uttered out soft groans of pleasure. Then Morgan finally took him in her mouth, while Brent moved his licks down to his tightening balls. All this licking had her wet with need, and Morgan was in need of one of them to go down on her.  She popped Carl out of her mouth and slid back on the leather sofa, with her legs parted. She indicated Brent to go down on her.
Brent leaned in and placed his hands over her thighs. She watched as his hands slid past her dark stockings over her mound and dove in. His tongue found its way to her wanton center, allowing Morgan to gasp out of pleasure. She watched Carl hold himself in her hand, and nothing would make her fantasy complete, without watching a man fuck another man.
"Let me see you fuck him," she told Carl.
Carl, without hesitation, moved behind him and lowered himself. She watched in delight as he held himself in his hand, reaching for the bottle of lube that sat on the table. When he set the lube back on the table. Morgan watched in anticipation as he guided himself inside Brent.
Brent raised his head up and let out a soft grunt as Carl entered him. It might've seemed painful, but his groan evened out and Carl was bucking himself against Brent's ass.
Her eyes widened with amazement, and Brent was back going down on her. His tongue flicked. Morgan couldn't help caressing herself, while she watched Carl fuck Brent in the ass. The way he was moving his hips had Morgan wanting the same. She then told Brent to get on top of her.
Carl pulled out and the three switched positions, where she lied on the sofa and Brent held up her legs. She watched him guide himself inside her. Morgan loved how he stretched inside her.
His thrusts moved rapidly, filling her with absolute need. He continued pumping her while Morgan place her hand over her nub, rubbing herself furiously, until she witnessed Brent moving himself behind him.
Brent then stopped, waiting for Carl to enter him. Once Carl was inside him, Morgan felt him pushing against her with intensity. She could only imagine how intensely wonderful it was for Brent to be between them; him being inside her and Carl being inside him.
The men worked out a rhythm together. Morgan's moans filled the room; the men too.
Brent's thrusts were so intense, he suddenly hissed when he warned, "I need you to get off of me. I'm going to cum."
 Carl pulled out of him, and Brent pulled out of her when he jerked himself vigorously and came all over her tummy. His howl intensified until he was spent. Morgan loved the way her body was spotting with Brent's cum, as if it wasn't enough, she witnessed Carl coming off the couch when he jerked himself and came all over her body, spraying her breasts and tummy with his thick warm cum. Carl howled heavily.  He continued to jerk himself until he emptied his load all over her body.
The men then stepped back. Morgan's was delighted over what she witnessed. Brent was such a gentleman that he handed Morgan a cloth off the table to wipe herself off. Morgan took the cloth from Brent's hand and wiped herself clean. Of course she wiped some of their cum all over her body.
Morgan took the cloth from Brent's hand and wiped herself clean. Of course she wiped some of their cum all over her body. She handed back the cloth, and the men stepped away while she turned to Darren, surprised to see him completely naked.
All this time she was being fucked by Brent and witnessing Brent being fucked by Carl, Darren was undressing, and she hadn't realized.
"Darren," she had a surprised expression.
"How was it?"
"Very wonderful," she purred. "So are you going to give me the grande finale?"
"It wouldn't be complete without me," he grinned wickedly as he mounted himself on top of her.
Morgan felt the heat of his body on top of her. His lips touched hers, which turned very ravenous. And then without warning, she felt the slip of him inside her, which had her gasping out of pleasure.
Darren raised himself, supporting himself with his arms, while Morgan ran her fingers over the crevices of his abs; his thrusts were strong and deep. Morgan couldn't resist placing her fingers over her nub, rubbing herself with furious motions.
She looked up and noticed his contorted expression. His strokes intensified, and her moans filled the room. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Morgan's eyes were closed, and then her moment was lost when she tilted her head back and heaved, while she continued feeling Darren's thrusts.
Her orgasm was so powerful, it triggered Darren's climax when he collapsed on top of her, cumming inside of her. During mid-orgasm, the two exchanged a very lustful kiss, sharing each other's enjoyment, until their breathing evened out, and the two stopped kissing.
When she opened her eyes, Morgan gazed into Darren's eyes, and said, "This was the best birthday present ever."
 Darren placed his dark hand over the side of her face and caressed her gently. "You're welcome. Happy Birthday."
The two kissed once more, ending the night with wonderful memory.

THE END

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 07/14/2015: Sasha's Opportunity


Welcome to another segment of Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers. 

It's one of my favorite groups to go and share my naughty work in 200 words.

However, I'm a little over, but this is my erotic piece.

Enjoy!


Never in a million years would Sasha ever think that her roommate’s brother, Jesse could write such and erotic piece. The way he wrote the story left feeling very wet and aroused. She couldn’t help sliding her hand inside her dark lacy panties. Her fingers found its way over to her nub, where she circled her finger around it, and then pressed her middle finger inside her folds. The thought of his story left a wonderful visual in her mind, begging to be fucked like the woman in the story.

Sasha slipped her other hand under her shirt, where she fondled her breasts. Her arousal grew strong, and she needed that release that had been working her through the story. It was then, when she heard footsteps. Who was walking down the hall?

She thought she was alone. Her roommate was long gone to work, and she didn’t lock herself in, which gave her the space she needed to masturbate. By the time she tried get her hands away from herself, she noticed Jesse turning his head over to her, noticing her acting suspicious, but he quickly knew what she was doing.

Sasha then gave a wicked grin. She wasn’t alone, but the opportunity with Jesse is in front of her.



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Friday, July 10, 2015

Flash Fiction Friday - 07/10/2015: The Silent Dancer

Hi, I thought I could write something comical for this Flash Fiction Friday.

Enjoy!



Marvin held his wife Gina in his arms as they dance to the ballad played by the band the band on stage. They moved together, in sync, allowing the music consume their soul together. He had forgotten what it was like to hold his woman to a slow song, but she felt very nice and comforting.

“I love the way you hold me,” Gina looked up and smiled.

Marvin turned his head to her and gave an odd look. He didn’t respond, and Gina wondered why he had that expression.

“Marvin, something wrong?”

Marvin’s face grimaced when he replied. “Yeah, someone farted.”


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Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Random Short Snippets - 07/08/2015: Longing For Roger's Return


Happy Hump Day! I hope everyone is doing well.

I have a very erotic snippet in 549 words, which I'm going to give to one of my lucky winners from June's takeover - Kristi Lynn.

It's an arousing piece. I hope you enjoy!


She had waited for him to come home. She was excited, thrilled. The anticipation of his return had made her mad with lust and need. Daline couldn’t wait for Roger to return home from his business trip from Melbourne, Australia. She had long for his hands, to once again be all over her body, while he fucked her nice and slow. And when he was close to his climax, he would pull out of her and slide his cock between her tits, squeezing them together against his cock and continued to fuck her until he explode his load all over her neck and face. Daline loved the feeling of his cum coating all over her neck, and the need of him back in her arm had her doing some unthinkable things to herself.

Daline had toys to please herself while he was away, but none would ever replace the real feeling of Roger’s cock sliding between her tits when he came. The only thing he was able to find was a red candle she found in the kitchen, while he was away. It was long and thin. Daline had a very naughty idea about herself. She knew the wax from the candle was nice and warm, and all she could think of was her lover’s warm cum, coating between her tits.

She slipped out of her blouse and unhooked her bra, allowing her breasts to fall free. Daline then licked the base of the candle and began sliding the candle between her cleavage. The feeling of it wasn’t the same, but it brought back the wonderful memories of Roger, when he slide his cock between her cleavage, and then she was able to feel his cock twitch, his howls, and then his cum spurting all over her tits, neck, and face. In fact, the feeling was so nice and wonderful, she reached in her drawer to take out a small lighter.

She flicked the lighter, and lit the candle in her hand. She waited for the candle to burn through the wick, until it started burning through the wax. When the red wax began to drip, Daline get held the candle between her breasts and tilted her head back while she felt the hot wax drip all over her breasts.

The feeling of the wax dripping on her chest was at first was a little painful, but in the back of her mind, she imagined Roger’s hands cupping her breasts together, while he slid his cock between her cleavage, and when he came, he let out a heavy growl and came really hard, while she fingered herself to her climax.

Daline closed her eyes, allowing the feeling of pain morph into pleasure, but she never expected to be taken off-guard when she heard a familiar voice in her bedroom.

“I’m home, my love, and I’ve missed you, oh so much.”

Daline opened her eyes and removed the candle from her cleavage. It was Roger, standing in the doorway in his suit and tie. His tie was loosened, and his shirt was open. He has come home to please her once more. Daline couldn’t help but grin and put the candle out, as she got up from the bed and sauntered over to him in her most seductive manner ever.

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Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 07/07/2015: A Sleeping Partner


It's been such a long time since I've done Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers. 

I've never been so focused on other things than my people at the writing group.

I so bad want to get back into my work. I miss the people I've been working with for the last four years - Muffy, Pablo, Julez, Doris, Naomi, Kendal, Raven, and Gemma. Whoever I may have forgotten, forgive me!

It's time to get in the groove with some teasers.

Here is one of my in 200.

Enjoy!


Tristan had spent the night over at Leah’s place. He had a little too much to drink, and it wasn’t safe for him to drive. He wasn’t drunk, but he didn’t want to take the chance on the road to be pulled over. He thought about staying on the couch, but Leah insisted that he sleep in the spare bedroom upstairs. He didn’t argue with her; a bed was better than the sofa and he took the offer to go upstairs and get some sleep.

As he got undressed, Tristan set his clothes over the couch. He was in his boxers and began to slip under the covers. He turned to his side and reached for the night lamp next to him, when he noticed Piper walking in his room, wearing a strapless, colorful lacy halter top and a white thong.

Piper was Leah’s best friend, and at the party she had been coming on to him, flirting and talking with him. She was definitely gorgeous, but her presence startled him.

“Piper, what are you doing here?” Tristan had a look of disbelief.

Piper sauntered around his bed and took her seat. “I thought you could use a sleeping partner tonight.”

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