As an added extra, I've included a copy of my latest short, Bound, for those of you who have darker tastes. This sexy short is around 5000 words, and prominently features bondage & dominance, female submission, fear-play, teasing, and oral sex.
Saturday 23 March 2013
A Scandalously Short Bedtime Collection (Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories Vol.1-3)
This searingly sexy compilation includes all of my previously published
erotica novellas, One Night At The Beach House, Friday Night Fun, and
Sugar & Spice in one convenient book! That's four different stories in
total!
As an added extra, I've included a copy of my latest short, Bound, for those of you who have darker tastes. This sexy short is around 5000 words, and prominently features bondage & dominance, female submission, fear-play, teasing, and oral sex.
As an added extra, I've included a copy of my latest short, Bound, for those of you who have darker tastes. This sexy short is around 5000 words, and prominently features bondage & dominance, female submission, fear-play, teasing, and oral sex.
Tuesday 19 March 2013
Images of Inspiration: Spice [mmf, creampie, cuckold, taboo]
Hey, just a new little feature that I've been thinking about. Most of what I write comes from personal experience, or the enjoyments of close friends. However, as we all know, reality often makes for a fairly boring read. That's where inspiration comes in. When I want to be inspired, I look to my friends on my tumblr for a little help. What follows, as best I can remember, are the images that helped me better establish the minds, bodies, and desires of the exceptionally dirty participants of my filthy little short, Spice.
Image courtesy of findingmyinnerrati
p.s. to the real-life "Cassia" who is most likely reading this as we speak, you'll note how I not once mentioned which big bank in downtown Toronto you work at! Also, it's been ages since we've grabbed a coffee girl, don't you agree? ;)
Monday 18 March 2013
Spice [mmf, creampie, cuckold, taboo, voyeur] (Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories Vol.3)
In Spice, Dan's flirty step-sister Cassia drags home a drunken one night
stand. Considering how small their shared apartment is, how will she
and her new lover satiate their sexual appetites without Dan
accidentally overhearing? This story is roughly 4500 words long, and
contains steamy scenes of sexy sex between a man and a woman, with a
third voyeuristically listening in, and some swearing.
The old wood in the hall snarled angrily at being woken up so late, as drunken feet crept over it. Whomever her accomplice was, they kept stopping to hungrily kiss and grope one another, between their fragmentary conversations. Pretending to be asleep as he was, and not that he would've seen it, but as his door silently slid open a thin slash of warm light from the hall pieced the darkness of his room. There was near-silent whispering, and the soft shuffling of feet, before an excited exchange between Cas and her male friend. Dan strained to hear, but couldn't. What little he could pick out between them was that that this strange man seemed to be under the impression that Cassia's apartment was empty and was shocked to see someone else in her bed.
It took Dan every last ounce of his booze-soaked concentration not to raise an eyebrow at this. Even in the twilight of the room, he had to appear asleep. Of course, could have no way to prepare himself for what his step-sister did next.
“...oh my gawd. Yeah, don't worry about him. That's my roomie, Dan. He's lame like that and loves to cuddle me at night,” she explained rather nonchalantly. “He's kinda like a pathetic widdle puppy,” she added, twisting the knife.
“I...okay...” a fairly unimpressed-sounding male replied.
Dan said nothing, but tried very hard to remain “asleep,” wondering if he would be better were he to simply bolt from the room.
He couldn't see, but there seemed to be the sounds of clothing rubbing against itself, and the heaving breathing, and soft smacking off kissing.
“I'm not sure I can do this,” the hesitant male admitted, “I mean, fuck... dude's right there!”
“Are you sure?” Cas replied, with bottomless sadness.
Fuck, Dan swore to himself. He imagined her slender, shapely features, pretty face, and the smouldering glance of her lustful, dark eyes. He absolutely hated that she always got her way – tonight would be no exception.
Dan was in the middle of debating whether his step-sister would attempt a fiery, longing gaze, or an utterly disarming pout when his thoughts were rudely interrupted. He could practically hear the devilish glee in her voice as she seduced her new friend.
“If you're worried, don't be. He's on some heavy meds and won't budge 'till morning.”
“Yeah, but I mean... if he...”
“He won't,” Cas shot back, the faintest tint of anger seething in her voice.
Then, Dan heard her lean over to her friend and whisper loud enough for her “sleeping” step-brother to hear.
“Besides,” she began, her voice smooth, honeyed, and irresistible, “...it would be really, really fucking hot.”
“.....oh yeah?” her mostly convinced friend replied.
Cas' voice now lowered to an almost ridiculous tone usually found in porn, bubbly and almost gasping to speak. Dan cringed, but knew that the idiot she'd dragged home was squarely in her cross-hairs.
“I mean,” she coquettishly paused, as she took the stranger's hand in hers, “I'm already kinda soaked just thinking about it...” There was a brief silence as she guided his hand down, under her panties and between her legs.
Dan heard her gasp softly, and the stranger's throaty grunt of approval. He could hear the man whisper a few things, and she giggled before they immediately embraced for a kiss. Dan's mind raced endlessly as he wondered how he could get out of the situation in one piece. Cassia would run straight to her father, who'd cause all kinds of troubles for him. He decided that the best thing to do was to simply pretend to be the heavily sedated sleeper that his half-sister had made him out to be.
His mind raced as he wondered why he couldn't just get up and leave. Something, however, kept him fast in place.
As the increasingly risquée theatrics began to unfold in the very bed where he slept, Dan tried not to think of Cas' beautiful dancer's body, which seemed to fill out her expensive clothing perfectly.
He tried not to think of the demure way that she'd flirt with him, hugging and kissing him, and burying her hands in his pockets when her friends were over and they wanted to take his silver Audi A8 for a spin.
Dan also tried not to think of how she'd parade around their shared loft in nothing more than a towel for hours after she'd left the shower, or all of the times the towel would "accidentally" slip, or the other times she'd simply not worn one.
And finally, Dan tried especially hard not to think of his own throbbing cock, which dug painfully into the soft sheets the more he thought about the beautiful, forbidden fruit that was Cassia.
The old wood in the hall snarled angrily at being woken up so late, as drunken feet crept over it. Whomever her accomplice was, they kept stopping to hungrily kiss and grope one another, between their fragmentary conversations. Pretending to be asleep as he was, and not that he would've seen it, but as his door silently slid open a thin slash of warm light from the hall pieced the darkness of his room. There was near-silent whispering, and the soft shuffling of feet, before an excited exchange between Cas and her male friend. Dan strained to hear, but couldn't. What little he could pick out between them was that that this strange man seemed to be under the impression that Cassia's apartment was empty and was shocked to see someone else in her bed.
It took Dan every last ounce of his booze-soaked concentration not to raise an eyebrow at this. Even in the twilight of the room, he had to appear asleep. Of course, could have no way to prepare himself for what his step-sister did next.
“...oh my gawd. Yeah, don't worry about him. That's my roomie, Dan. He's lame like that and loves to cuddle me at night,” she explained rather nonchalantly. “He's kinda like a pathetic widdle puppy,” she added, twisting the knife.
“I...okay...” a fairly unimpressed-sounding male replied.
Dan said nothing, but tried very hard to remain “asleep,” wondering if he would be better were he to simply bolt from the room.
He couldn't see, but there seemed to be the sounds of clothing rubbing against itself, and the heaving breathing, and soft smacking off kissing.
“I'm not sure I can do this,” the hesitant male admitted, “I mean, fuck... dude's right there!”
“Are you sure?” Cas replied, with bottomless sadness.
Fuck, Dan swore to himself. He imagined her slender, shapely features, pretty face, and the smouldering glance of her lustful, dark eyes. He absolutely hated that she always got her way – tonight would be no exception.
Dan was in the middle of debating whether his step-sister would attempt a fiery, longing gaze, or an utterly disarming pout when his thoughts were rudely interrupted. He could practically hear the devilish glee in her voice as she seduced her new friend.
“If you're worried, don't be. He's on some heavy meds and won't budge 'till morning.”
“Yeah, but I mean... if he...”
“He won't,” Cas shot back, the faintest tint of anger seething in her voice.
Then, Dan heard her lean over to her friend and whisper loud enough for her “sleeping” step-brother to hear.
“Besides,” she began, her voice smooth, honeyed, and irresistible, “...it would be really, really fucking hot.”
“.....oh yeah?” her mostly convinced friend replied.
Cas' voice now lowered to an almost ridiculous tone usually found in porn, bubbly and almost gasping to speak. Dan cringed, but knew that the idiot she'd dragged home was squarely in her cross-hairs.
“I mean,” she coquettishly paused, as she took the stranger's hand in hers, “I'm already kinda soaked just thinking about it...” There was a brief silence as she guided his hand down, under her panties and between her legs.
Dan heard her gasp softly, and the stranger's throaty grunt of approval. He could hear the man whisper a few things, and she giggled before they immediately embraced for a kiss. Dan's mind raced endlessly as he wondered how he could get out of the situation in one piece. Cassia would run straight to her father, who'd cause all kinds of troubles for him. He decided that the best thing to do was to simply pretend to be the heavily sedated sleeper that his half-sister had made him out to be.
His mind raced as he wondered why he couldn't just get up and leave. Something, however, kept him fast in place.
As the increasingly risquée theatrics began to unfold in the very bed where he slept, Dan tried not to think of Cas' beautiful dancer's body, which seemed to fill out her expensive clothing perfectly.
He tried not to think of the demure way that she'd flirt with him, hugging and kissing him, and burying her hands in his pockets when her friends were over and they wanted to take his silver Audi A8 for a spin.
Dan also tried not to think of how she'd parade around their shared loft in nothing more than a towel for hours after she'd left the shower, or all of the times the towel would "accidentally" slip, or the other times she'd simply not worn one.
And finally, Dan tried especially hard not to think of his own throbbing cock, which dug painfully into the soft sheets the more he thought about the beautiful, forbidden fruit that was Cassia.
Sunday 17 March 2013
Images of Inspiration: Sugar [mf, creampie, big cock]
What you are about to view, as best I can remember, are the images
that helped me better establish the minds, bodies, and desires of the
exceptionally dirty participants of my filthy little short, Sugar. Of course, when I come up short, I can always look to friends on my tumblr
for some inspiration.
Image courtesy of antoniocina
Image courtesy of moanformedollface
Image courtesy of sexlikeanympho
Saturday 16 March 2013
Sugar [mf, big cock] (Scandalously Short Bedtime Stories Vol.3)
In Sugar, Eva explores her hunky new love interest, Jace, a beautiful
farmer's son from New Zealand. He's kind and sweet, but over six feet of
golden-tanned muscle. How can she resist? This story is roughly 4500
words long, and contains steamy scenes of sexy sex between a man and a
woman, and some swearing.
Eva was roused from the thought of her little victories by the muscular form sinuously brushing over her soft, pale skin. She loved the feeling of his hot, warm body crawling on top of hers.
Unlike her own feminine curves, Jace’s body was like smooth velvet poured over steel-hard muscle. He was so toned and smooth that it made her tingle. The boy periodically placed bristly kisses upon her skin, causing her to giggle and shiver with desire. He leaned toward her on his hands and bent knees, his beard tickling her shoulder softly.
“What was that ye said earlier?” he whispered in words practically cradled in his panty-soaking Kiwi accent.
She smiled as her mind raced for words. Eva wanted to speak, but was having a difficult time concentrating. She blushed deep red when she felt his cock pressing hard against her thighs, his head already slippery with anticipation.
The coy brunette bit her lip. She finally managed to whisper his name longingly. “I need...” she paused, as she turned her head, unable to look into his eyes as she made her request.
“I need you inside of me. Split me deep, and make me scream...” Eva absolutely loved filthy, smutty, dirty talk, but had a hard time getting it out.
Jace simply loved that the curvy girl was becoming comfortable enough around him to begin to demand such things.
He leaned in slowly, cradling her soft form against his hot, chiselled body. He paused, to build tension, and allowed his exhaling breath to gently warm her soft neck, as they began to play a very familiar, enjoyable game.
“Are ye sure, miss?” his deep blue eyes practically glittered as he smiled.
She fixed her gaze directly with his “Take me,” she pleaded softly.
Jace moved along her body slowly, securing her soft wrists with his strong hands, almost pinning her. He rolled his hips slightly, causing his hard, shaft to trace warmly across the slippery flesh between her legs.
She shivered with delight. He hungrily drank in the vision of his lover overcome with pleasure.
“Ye mean like this?” he asked in a warm, kind voice, as he angled his hips just enough so that his precum-soaked head barely rested upon her plump slit. The slightest move, and his cock would’ve sunk effortlessly past her flushed lips. The more she thought about that, the more Eva had to resist thrusting her hips up, however satisfying that may have been.
She exhaled warmly through a smile. “Mhmm, just like that.”
Although he had the upper hand, he still struggled to keep his composure, and had to restrain himself from plunging hilt-deep into the quivering girl beneath him. He inched in ever so slowly, letting her soft moans be his guide.
She could practically feel his pulse from the gentle throbs of his hard, slippery cock. Her breath began to gutter as her eyes locked with his, lustful, and demanding. Everything else began to fall away, as her life now focused entirely upon this sizzling slice of golden heaven parting her tender lips and driving his thick shaft deeply inside of her.
And then, their little game began.
Eva was roused from the thought of her little victories by the muscular form sinuously brushing over her soft, pale skin. She loved the feeling of his hot, warm body crawling on top of hers.
Unlike her own feminine curves, Jace’s body was like smooth velvet poured over steel-hard muscle. He was so toned and smooth that it made her tingle. The boy periodically placed bristly kisses upon her skin, causing her to giggle and shiver with desire. He leaned toward her on his hands and bent knees, his beard tickling her shoulder softly.
“What was that ye said earlier?” he whispered in words practically cradled in his panty-soaking Kiwi accent.
She smiled as her mind raced for words. Eva wanted to speak, but was having a difficult time concentrating. She blushed deep red when she felt his cock pressing hard against her thighs, his head already slippery with anticipation.
The coy brunette bit her lip. She finally managed to whisper his name longingly. “I need...” she paused, as she turned her head, unable to look into his eyes as she made her request.
“I need you inside of me. Split me deep, and make me scream...” Eva absolutely loved filthy, smutty, dirty talk, but had a hard time getting it out.
Jace simply loved that the curvy girl was becoming comfortable enough around him to begin to demand such things.
He leaned in slowly, cradling her soft form against his hot, chiselled body. He paused, to build tension, and allowed his exhaling breath to gently warm her soft neck, as they began to play a very familiar, enjoyable game.
“Are ye sure, miss?” his deep blue eyes practically glittered as he smiled.
She fixed her gaze directly with his “Take me,” she pleaded softly.
Jace moved along her body slowly, securing her soft wrists with his strong hands, almost pinning her. He rolled his hips slightly, causing his hard, shaft to trace warmly across the slippery flesh between her legs.
She shivered with delight. He hungrily drank in the vision of his lover overcome with pleasure.
“Ye mean like this?” he asked in a warm, kind voice, as he angled his hips just enough so that his precum-soaked head barely rested upon her plump slit. The slightest move, and his cock would’ve sunk effortlessly past her flushed lips. The more she thought about that, the more Eva had to resist thrusting her hips up, however satisfying that may have been.
She exhaled warmly through a smile. “Mhmm, just like that.”
Although he had the upper hand, he still struggled to keep his composure, and had to restrain himself from plunging hilt-deep into the quivering girl beneath him. He inched in ever so slowly, letting her soft moans be his guide.
She could practically feel his pulse from the gentle throbs of his hard, slippery cock. Her breath began to gutter as her eyes locked with his, lustful, and demanding. Everything else began to fall away, as her life now focused entirely upon this sizzling slice of golden heaven parting her tender lips and driving his thick shaft deeply inside of her.
And then, their little game began.
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