Friday, May 29, 2015

An Erotic Alphabet Soup

"The Erotic Alphabet: A Brief List of Abbreviations"

This is a re-direct to an incredibly useful post from SmutWriters about the abbreviations used in erotica. Being a sort-of newcomer to erotica... I loved to read the stuff but hadn't attempted to write or publish my own until relatively recently... I have to admit, I greatly appreciate them taking the time to detail these "alphabet soups" for all the rest of us. I have had my fair share of being on the wrong side of some of these and totally guessing others wrong.

For example:
BBW = big beautiful woman or beautiful black woman
PI = detective erotica; oops, surprise read!
DubCon = I honestly thought it was a reference to a sex conference like ComicCon
Cuckold = another classier term for cock, seriously a shock when I finally realized what it meant

Oh, and don't get me started on the difference between:

Apparently, the symbolism lies in the order of the masculine and feminine abbreviations and the upper case versus lower case... though I can never remember exactly what the meanings are.

So have at it!

Now you know...

Friday, May 22, 2015

100 Word Erotic Shorts - The Mythology Edition

Here are five just to get you started... please feel free to add your own in the comments. Maybe this will go serial... :)

Typhon and Echidna

Her cries shook the very cavern of our mating. The stalactites shuddered with the strength of her coming. Her sheath quivered and tightened on my tentacle as I moved to withdraw. It glistened in the light of the dying sun.

Her nails dug into the flesh of my back, holding me close. “Not yet, Typhon. Please, not yet.” Her pleas were harsh with the rawness of her throat. It was a sound I loved. It meant I had satisfied her, truly and well mated my wife. No doubt, she would once again grow round with the child. The eyes of half my hundred dragon heads swiveled to settle on her stomach. She was so beautiful when pregnant.

Medusa and Poseidon

Wave after wave of passion coursed over me. His tongue flicked my sensitive bud, his fingers tightened on my nipple, tugging the peak until I gasped and arched into his mouth. He licked a trail down to my slit. Pressing his lips to my folds, he eased his tongue within and tasted my nectar. My body wept for him, because of him, and I coated his mouth and chin with my sweet juice.

Looking into the marble eyes of my goddess, I begged her forgiveness. He was not my choice, but my body was a slave to the sensations he created in me. My nerves ached for more of him, my core a hollow emptiness only he could fill.

Ariadne and Theseus

His kiss reached into my soul and ripped everything I had ever known out and tossed it into the wind. In my mind’s eye I watched the pieces of who I was drift out over the sea.

The pressure of his lips as they moved on mine, the brush and slide of them, igniting a delicious friction which coursed like lightening in my bloodstream. I moaned. I couldn’t help it. My fingers tangled in the long strands of his auburn hair and I tugged him closer to me, opening my mouth under his assault.

In that moment, as his tongue caressed mine, I gave up my family, my home, all of it for him.


The smooth slide of her marble breast was like satin under my touch. I caressed her perfectly carved bosom with all the desire and passion I had heretofore never experienced. Lowering my head, I ran my tongue around and around the peaked nipple. The sweet salt of the finely chiseled rock dug a heartbreaking groan from my chest. I closed my mouth over her cool stone and suckled there like a babe. I flicked her nipple and teased us both. The sensation a punishment and pleasure.

My cock swelled beneath my chiton, tenting the linen fabric. I lifted my hem and clamped my fist over my own hard steel. I stroked as I fed.

Anchises and Aphrodite

Her body danced above mine. Her breasts swayed, her hips lifted and rotated, her long, golden hair swinging with the rhythm of my thrusts. But it was her hands which held my gaze. As she rode my cock, she moved her pale, white arms and slender hands with the grace of a dancer. Fluid and smooth. I sighed.

As she came, squeezing her inner walls along my length and width, the scent of her filled my nostrils and I was awash in her essence with every breath. Briny like the ocean and fragrant as the blooms of the myrtle.

More erotic images than I had ever imagined overwhelmed me. All of them her. I erupted.

Friday, May 15, 2015

Dog Toy or Sex Toy?

This is a fun game!

Here are the rules: Look at the pictures. Try and guess whether what you see is an innocent dog toy or a perverted (hey, no judgement!) sex toy.

Easy, right? Don't be so sure...

I've been busy writing some dirty, out-of-the-box kink for clients on Fiverr and found a whole lot of these fun pictures online while doing some "research" and thought I might share it for those who either don't have dogs or are buried under a rock somewhere.

Anyways, go ahead, play along, then ask your friends. Share the love!

Friday, May 8, 2015

Dinosaur erotica works... will erotic romance?

After recently reading Eternal Pleasure and considering, in the deep recesses of my perverted mind, how exactly a dinosaur would make love to a human, I had a second and more terrifying thought...

What about dinosaurs making love to other dinosaurs... not sex, but love?

This scary thought then got me thinking about those gigantic and bizarre megafauna which came after the dinosaurs. (I love dinos, but somehow mammals seem far more romantic to me than reptiles and lizards.) What about them? Would the people who seem to love purchasing and reading dinosaur erotica find these prehistoric mammals just as exciting and erotic?

And then came the rest of the questions: What if it wasn't just a human and prehistoric mammal out in the world having random and very hot sex, but an actual romance and, dare I say it, true love? Even I had trouble with that concept. So, then, what about two prehistoric mammals meeting and falling in love? Uh, no. I have no idea how to write from the perspective of that... Ok, fine. What about a human who became a prehistoric mammal falling in love with another human who had also become the same prehistoric mammal? Better. At least this seems semi-doable, though I can't imagine how or why this would happen. Finally, this popped into my mind...

Would anyone find a prehistoric mammal erotic romance exciting or engaging if...

A woman, human, suddenly finds herself tossed back in time into the body of a prehistoric mammal, faced to survive this strange and new world with nothing more than some dwindling memories of her previous life and knowledge along to help her.

And what if, when she's at her most vulnerable, she meets another prehistoric mammal (of the same species) and with whom she is surprisingly able to communicate?

What if they fell in love? Could their love be her saving grace?

Well, enough of the questions. I am going to try it!

For the first time in recorded history (as far as my limited research has shown) a prehistoric mammal erotic romance... "Therion Waking." Read it, as I write it, at Wattpad.

(oh, and if you like it, leave a comment... would love the feedback!)

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Just Because


These are erotic films of a sensual and explicit nature.
You have been warned.

And now, for something completely different...

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Free Kindle Books! - May 2, 2015

Always check prices before ordering because they may have changed.

Nocturne has visited me several times, and my village is awash with gossip.

But when he makes me an offer I'd be stupid to refuse, how do I choose between the immortal man or my own life?

So I’m off to a convent, where I find out not everything is as it seems – and rumours abound of a sacrifice to be made on Midwinter’s Eve.

A sacrifice to appease the God of Night…

"Do you remember Cinderella? Yes, well, that twit didn't have to pay rent."

Owner and operator of Bits and Pieces, and resident expert on charms and glamours, Elsa Karr is a witch with a sour frown and a list of things to do as long as Thor's hammer. Top of the list is saving her father's shop from ruin. If she isn't trying to claw her way out of debt, she's arguing with her cat, Fenris, or shoveling carts of cake into her gob. She's not interested in romance or the vampire who rents the flat above her shop. All she wants is a little peace and chocolate--fine, all right! All right! The vampire is kind of screw-all cute. (Curse him.)

The disgraced son and heir of the Wingates House vampire clan and a mad-man to boot, Marshall Ansley spends most of his time working and dodging his mother's phone calls. Marshall is beyond family. He's beyond everyone, actually. Don't be daft, he especially doesn't do...Christmas. But behold, the plague brings an original flavor of annoyance this year when his boss tasks him with acquiring the account of a recluse fey and her upcoming Gothic clothing boutique, Sinister Stitches. That is the ONLY reason he's bothering with his shrewish landlord. No, that's it. No...really. Fine, if you insist, the witch might be a tad bit...all right, she's adorable. (Damn her.)

Scrooge meets Scrooge. Dominant meets Dominant. Tempers...spark. In each other, they may unfold a tale that only comes to pass on the darkest of nights.

Reader Warning: This is a rather twisted retelling of Cinderella and A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens. Expect an unapologetic, rakish vampire prince and a cake-eating witch (or is she?) with the power to smite him to ash. Enjoy!

Warning: This is a story for ADULTS ONLY! It is definitely NOT for children. This story is a serious work of social criticism that does involve sexual intercourse of the characters and may offend the readers, as it does describe sexual interaction of various kind, including such with mystical animals like Unicorns, that some may find objective.

contains: male and female Unicorns, mild domination

Melody an innocent Girl of 19 years encounters a Unicorn in the deep Forest,
read what erotic discoveries this encounter brings.

Reading sample:

Melody sat on the meadow, the birds where singing and butterflies and bumblebees where buzzing over the glade. She smelled the scent of the flowers and the fresh grass. Her parents did not know, she was here, they wouldn't have allowed her to go alone into the woods. But she was nine-teen and not a child any more, she had been to this place before many times.

She started singing, she was told, that she had a lovely voice, but no men listened to her here. No other men ever came here. She continued singing for a while, then her heart started to beat faster. The Unicorn appeared on the glade, stepping out of the woods.
The seamless white creature walked slowly and shy towards her. Its head moved nervously from one side to the other.