Guest Post: No Mercy Part 2 by Exhibit A #masturbationmonday @EA_unadorned

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You asked for it, so he has delivered! Here’s part two from last week’s story by Exhibit A see part one here. It totally lives up to my expectations, I’m sure you’ll feel the same. I like these three – they’re good together. Keep some kind of cooling aid close by…

I worked Becky’s stiff nipple with my tongue, my shoulder pressed almost companionably against Sam’s. Between us, we had her pinned to the bed; our hands were on her biceps and stomach, and I felt her muscles tense as she tested the weight of our grip. Her movements were shaky and uncontrolled though, and when I swept my fingers down across her belly to brush over the soft curls above her cunt, she sighed and fell still again.

I flicked my eyes back to Sam’s body. His cock had remained fully erect ever since I’d entered the room, and I recalled the pride in Becky’s voice every time she talked about sucking it.

“It might be over eight inches, but I can still get all of him in my mouth. He said he’s never seen anything like it.”

Becky’s eyes were still squeezed shut as we caressed her skin, but her mouth opened and closed with each short, shallow breath. I reached up and took her jawbone between my thumb and forefinger. Her face was flushed already, and warm to the touch when I stroked her cheek with the back of my hand.

Sam leaned in closer, but I laid my fingertips against his chest and pushed him back onto his haunches.

“Becky,” I whispered. “Becky, look at me.”

She nuzzled my hand, but her eyes stayed shut. I forced her lips apart with my thumb, and pushed down on her bottom front teeth until her mouth opened wide.

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“Mm, that’s better,” I said. “But it’s about time you did some of the work. I want you to suck Sam’s cock for me. Take as much as you can. Show me just how much you love having his fat dick in your throat.”

Sam grunted his approval, as I leaned back and pulled Becky up onto her knees. Her body was limp in my arms, and she allowed me to turn her sideways until she faced him. I saw their eyes meet for the first time; there was trust and affection in the way he looked at her, and she practically glowed in response.

Becky reached a hand out – no longer tentative or shy – and cupped Sam’s heavy balls. I wrapped her dark hair tightly around my fist, ready to guide her movements, but something about the way she touched him made me pause. I opened my fingers again and let her hair fall down over her shoulders, then moved my fingers back along her spine until I reached her arse.

Sam’s cock twitched, as Becky continued to stare up at him.

“Fuck, man,” he said, his voice husky and thick. “I’ve missed this mouth so much. No-one sucks my cock quite like she does.”

“Oh, I can believe that. She practically drools every time she talks about it. Filthy little slut, our Becky – her cunt is soaking wet already.”

I dipped my fingers between Becky’s arse cheeks. She was a mess; a soft, slick, hot little puddle of need, and I struggled to keep my thumb on her clit as she ground back against me.

“Stop squirming and do as you’re told. Get your fucking mouth around his cock.”

I held my middle and ring fingers together, and slid them inside Becky’s cunt. She squeezed them like she’d squeezed my dick so many times over the previous few months, but her focus had returned to Sam, who thrust his hips expectantly towards her. With an audible intake of breath – like a swimmer preparing to dive underwater – she pressed her lips against the end of his cock, and slowly let them open around it.

Even with my fingers inside her, I felt suddenly like a voyeur, such was Becky’s sudden concentration on Sam’s pleasure. She had to stretch to fit him in her mouth, and she made no effort to hide the wet hiss of saliva each time the head dragged back and forward over her tongue. It seemed to arouse him even more, the sound of her sucking his cock, and I watched it get even thicker as he tossed his head back and let her work further and further down the shaft.

I dug my nails into Becky’s arse, and started to move my fingers deeper inside her, matching the rhythm of her mouth on Sam’s cock. Her hand twisted around his length as she sucked him, simultaneously holding him in place and coaxing him further into her throat. I was almost afraid to break the spell, but couldn’t resist letting her know what effect the whole scene was having on me.

“God, you look so fucking hot like that. You really were born to do this, weren’t you? I can feel how tight you are around my fingers right now. Don’t you dare come though. Not till you’ve tasted his.”

I spat on my other hand and pumped it over my own cock, as Becky swallowed even more of Sam’s. I suddenly understood how she deep-throated mine with such apparent ease; Sam’s was a good two inches longer, but finally her nose pressed against his pubic hair and she moaned in triumph, the sound muffled by the sheer volume of dick in her mouth. Gasping for breath, she let it slide all the way out again, and I felt pre-cum smudge the ball of my thumb as I saw how wet his long shaft was with her spit.

Becky looked back over her shoulder for the first time. Her eyes widened at the sight of me stroking my cock. I took my fingers out of her cunt, and gently rolled them in circles over her clit.

“Did I tell you to stop sucking him? Look, now he’s having to get himself off – and that’s meant to be your job.”

Becky turned back to Sam, who had replaced her mouth with his hand. Sweat glistened on his chest, and the veins that criss-crossed his cock were thick and swollen with blood. I realised he was seconds away from orgasm; Becky clearly saw it too, because she batted his arm away and fell on him with renewed vigour. The mattress shifted beneath us, but an earthquake could have struck the hotel and still Becky would have sucked him, such was her determination to finish the job.

I looked up at Sam’s face. His jaw was clenched, but his eyes were wide open, and he stared back at me. Neither of us could keep our gaze off Becky for long though; the sexual energy that radiated from her body was like nothing I’d ever seen. With a final shudder, Sam pushed his cock inside her mouth, and I knew without question that the first shot of cum had just hit the back of Becky’s throat.

“Oh…fuck, fuck, fuck,” he said. “Oh, you fucking beautiful little bitch.”

He tried to pull away, but Becky wouldn’t let him. Only when I put my hand on her shoulder did she release his cock, just in time for the last few drops to spill out over her lips. I struggled not to laugh with joy at what had just happened.

“That was incredible. You were incredible. Jesus.”

Becky rolled onto her side and smiled weakly up at me. My hand was still clamped between her legs; I knew it wouldn’t take much to bring her to the same shaking, breathless orgasm that she’d just given Sam, but something told me there was no need to rush things. Keeping her on the edge for a while longer might be to everyone’s benefit, after all.

I straddled Becky’s motionless body, as Sam crawled round behind me. Her eyes followed my cock, which bobbed closer and closer to her face. I nodded at Sam, who licked his index finger and found her clit. He slowly rubbed it, as I reached round and lifted Becky’s head up towards my crotch.

“You were incredible…but don’t think for a moment that you’re done yet.”

Exhibit A May 2015


As always, thanks for reading. This is the last post for Masturbation Month – but we won’t be stopping, don’t you worry. Take a look at Kayla’s site for more Masturbation Monday posts.

A big thank you to Exhibit A for the last two weeks’ posts. Check out his site for more great erotica and other sex blogging goodness. I can’t help thinking there could be a really yummy part 3 to this story… if he decides to ever write that, I’ll let you know.

It’ll be me again next week – I’ve already got a few ideas… I’ve had a request for a M/F/F menage. Not done one of those yet, so I’m tempted.

Rebecca x

Review: Chemical Sex edited by Oleander Plume

If you’re familiar with this blog you’ll know I love a good erotic anthology because I’ve edited one, got a story in one and reviewed a few now. If you’re not then check out my other reviews when you’ve read this one if you like. Today it’s all about chocolate – yummy! Not only is this a great anthology but all the proceeds go to two brilliant charities – Brook the UK’s leading sexual health charity for young people under 25 (you might have read about them here already as we donate to them from the Erotic World Book Day anthology) and Chemical Sex is also donating to A is For which is a non profit organization dedicated to advancing women’s reproductive rights and ending the stigma against abortion care. Two very worthy causes indeed. So let’s get raising some money for them!

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Unusually, I’m going to start by mentioning the cover for this book. I think it’s awesome, one of the best I’ve seen. So many erotic books have naff generic covers that don’t have anything really to do with what’s inside the book. (Is it just me who gets annoyed when the bloke on the front doesn’t even look like the character in the book? Anyway, I digress…) This cover is sharp and sexy and like Oleander says, “I could lick that cover, it’s delicious!” I could lick it too but actually I want to dip my finger in that chocolate and dribble it on interesting parts of my body. That is a really good way to start a book. So congratulations to Jacob Louder for producing it.

So as you can tell from the cover there is a theme to these stories, and that theme is chocolate. I know my man likes chocolate so obviously it’s not just a woman’s thing, but I think it’s fair to say that women have a more intimate relationship with chocolate than men do. (If that’s controversial please feel free to lambaste me in the comments). Because of that these stories resonated with me in very pleasurable ways. All I know is that I always love it, sometimes I crave it, when I resist it it’s painful and I only make myself miserable. Chocolate can be a comfort, exciting, loving and sexy. These stories are all that and much more. Every story contains chocolates that are aphrodisiacs – when I say I want some, I mean I want a truck load because I could taste every bite of those delicious chocolates as I read these stories.

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So to the book… well it’s got some of my favourite writers in. That’s not to say it gets an automatic great review, it doesn’t. It’s getting a great review because it is HOT! It’s got a really nice mix of humour and intensity, which I would expect from Oleander seen as her stories and social media comments quite often make me laugh out loud. It also has stories about new and old relationships, as well as multiple partners which I love. Jacob Louder’s Thursday Threesome / Birthday Foursome really stood out for me as well as Tabitha Rayne’s The Dinner Guest and boy did I feel the heat in Tamsin Flowers’ The Stranger.

Each story uses the chocolate to explore different aspects of sexuality, relationships or creative ways to have sex. It’s a perfect mix of styles and ideal for picking up when you feel the need for some sexual chocolate a.k.a some alone time… OK well there you are, I’ve recommended it now go, read it, make yourself feel good and raise some money for charity while you’re at it!

It’s available in paperback as well as e-book format.

Thanks for reading,

Rebecca x

At The End Of The Day – #masturbationmonday

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The main floor is quiet now. The team have been sent to the pub with two hundred quid behind the bar to celebrate the successful completion of our latest project.

I begin to undo my tie as I make my way back to Maddie’s office. There’s only one way I want to celebrate and it’s waiting for me inside that room.

I hear a low moan as I open the door. I rip my tie from around my neck and start on my shirt buttons as I walk in, taking a moment to lock the door.

“You couldn’t wait for me then?” I ask wryly, shrugging out of my shirt.

Watching Maddie suck on Aidan’s bottom lip makes my cock twitch. I see her tongue flick out before her full lips capture his, taking it inside her mouth. She is only a few inches shorter than him in her high heels, slender where he is broad. Her blouse is hanging open, I catch a tantalising glimpse of black lace.

She smiles and continues to torment him. I love to see her mouth on him, love to watch his reaction.

Jesus, I lost count how many times I watched her working today and imagined her mouth on me. She was in her element, troubleshooting, checking the detail, kicking ass when needed and always aware of the next step; taking us where we needed to go. She was fucking mesmerising.

She turns her head to look at me. “Get over here.”

It is a command I am more than willing to obey.

I walk over and stand at her back. They continue to kiss as I slip the blouse from her shoulders. I see Aidan close his eyes as his tongue reaches out to touch Maddie’s. So hot seeing him lost in her. I bend a little to kiss the vulnerable nape of her neck. Her hair is up, she prefers it this way.

I press my hard cock against her backside, groaning when she moves against me. Looking over her shoulder I see Aidan watching me with hot, heavy lidded eyes.

Dropping the blouse I lift my arms to cup her small breasts. Pulling the bra down, I immediately take hold of her nipples. I hear her breath hitch as I roll and pull them. She is incredibly sensitive there. I feel her press into my hands, searching, wanting more.

Aiden’s open hands stroke up her back, getting rid of her bra on the way. I watch their journey back down the elegant line of her spine, the gentle curve of her waist as he unzips her skirt. I take over from there, falling to my knees I tug the skirt down with her knickers and tap her ankles to step out of them. My eyes move from her black heels, up her long, slender legs to the place between her legs that I want to taste. My mouth waters.

She steps back from Aidan. “Get naked.”

Walking over to the couch, she sits down facing us. Our belts jingle in unison as we strip for her. My heart begins to pound. Finally naked, we walk over to where we know she wants us to be.

Her legs are spread wide, I can’t take my eyes off her fingers gently stroking up and down her slit. Taking hold of my cock, I stroke the length, pumping once, twice before I have to let go.

We kneel between her legs, our shoulders touching, one arm goes around each other, the other rests on each of Maddie’s thighs. We’ve found it’s a more comfortable fit this way.

Aidan and I look at each other, the flush on his cheeks surely matches my own. I feel it sweep down my neck, onto my chest. No matter how many times we do this, the anticipation always makes my stomach tense. We lean towards each other to kiss, a slow, soft exchange of excitement and want.

“Oh I love watching you kiss – so beautiful.” She murmurs.

We smile and break apart with a last long lick. Our eyes meet. We don’t need to speak. We move as one until our mouths hover just above her pussy. Her hands settle on the back of our heads, gripping then releasing our hair. She is impatient tonight.

Her pussy is pink and glistening; the neat folds smooth and inviting. We take it in turns to kiss her, lightly at first, tiny flicks of our tongues; long, soft strokes either side of her folds. We never touch her clit. We tease, suck and lick her everywhere else until her hips are moving in a steady undulating rhythm and she is emitting an almost continuous low moan.

“Oh fuck yeah!” She is breathless. “That feels so good. Don’t stop doing that… oh god, I love watching you both.”

I look up to see her hands squeezing her breasts, her eyes locked on us. There is a desperation there already. I tangle my tongue with Aidan’s, covering the whole of her swollen, wet flesh with long, firm strokes. We move up to her clit and lavish it with attention, her head goes back, her back arches. My cock feels like it’s going to explode, I want to take hold of it but know I must wait. She is close now. I want to see her come, want to taste it and feel it on my tongue.

Aidan shifts slightly and thrusts two fingers inside her. Maddie’s stomach clenches, we hold her thighs apart, fucking her with mouths, tongues, fingers; continuous motion that makes her thighs shake and her hands pull and tug at our hair.

“There! Fuck! Don’t stop, don’t you dare fucking stop!”

She sits forward as her muscles tense and screams out her release. We continue to fuck her until her body jerks and twists. She pushes our heads away and collapses back against the couch, panting and gasping for breath. She is flushed, her skin shiny with sweat.

This is my favourite version of Maddie.

We sit back on our heels, cocks straining and wait for our next instruction.



 

As always, thanks for reading. Check out the other Masturbation Monday posts on Kayla Lords’ site A Sexual Being.

In Control #masturbationmonday

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Ok, she could do this. Jenny eyed up the clothes she’d just taken off, piled neatly on the laundry basket in the corner. She’d thought about it enough, right? Thought about all the ways they could do this – all the ways they could fuck each other – how she wanted them to touch each other while she watched.

She drew in a deep breath and turned towards the sink. She needed to get her shit together. He was relying on her and she really didn’t want to let him down.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to just watch though. She felt all twitchy and tingly just thinking about it.

She watched her hand squeeze her breast in the mirror above the sink; it felt heavy and ached. She was fairly sure watching them was going to blow the top of her head off. Her hand moved down her body until she cupped herself between her legs. Fuck! She couldn’t help rolling her hips, pressing her palm against her pussy.

She flushed the toilet. She’d said she needed to go, but really she’d needed a minute to herself. She didn’t want them to know that she’d felt a bit overwhelmed there for a moment, but it was all good now. Rolling her shoulders, she leant forward towards the mirror, checked her teeth and swiped her finger over her eyebrow, noting the flush on her cheeks and how her eyes burned with excitement.

“Right, let’s fucking do this!” She whispered to her reflection.

Opening the door, Jenny strode into the bedroom to see them naked and waiting. She watched them both stroke their hard cocks as they scanned her body. Oh dear, that was naughty of them.

“Hands behind your backs. Now.” Her voice was low and firm.

They stood facing each other about a foot apart. Watching them obey her, she felt the first small thrill of power settle on her shoulders.

“Step closer to each other. That’s it – keep going. Hands by your sides now.” She heard Dan’s small gasp as the tip of his cock touched Sean’s stomach. They were a similar height, so when she told them to stop, their mouths were only a few centimetres apart and their cocks were trapped between their bodies.

Slowly walking around them, she trailed her fingers across their broad shoulders, down the dip of their spines until she palmed their arses. Squeezing hard she sank her nails in and smiled when Dan squeaked. It had the desired effect – he jerked forwards rubbing his cock along Sean’s. The dual moans stroked right over her clit.

She watched them both surreptitiously rub against each other, loving seeing them so needy. Raising her hand, she brought it down hard on Dan’s firm arse. “Enough! Stand still.” She stroked the pink mark on his skin, felt the slight tremble go through his body. Oh, he was loving this: her beautiful, slutty, man.

“Kiss each other. I want to see lots of tongue, but keep your hands where they are for now.”

The men’s eyes met as Sean’s tongue tentatively ran across Dan’s lips. Their mouths came together for a soft first kiss.

“Yes, that’s it.” She breathed. God, that was horny. “More, come on.”

Dan finally closed his eyes, tilted his head and gave into it. It rapidly became a hard meeting of mouths, tongues lashing and battling each other for dominance. She stood close, listening to their breathing change, the little groans of appreciation and lust.

Placing a hand on each man’s back, she stroked their hot, damp skin, pushing them closer together until the front of their bodies were aligned.

Dan’s hands were clenched into fists at his side.

“Touch each other.” No sooner were the words out than they grabbed the others hips, sliding round to cup each others arse so they could grind their cocks against one another.

Jenny couldn’t look away from them. Her whole body throbbed with arousal seeing these two men so into each other. They were straining towards one another, sweating and grunting; desperate to come and she wanted them to. She wanted to see it.

“Sean, take hold of both your cocks.” He immediately followed her instruction, stepping back slightly to make room. Dan rested his hand on Sean’s hip. His head rolled back on his shoulders at the first stroke, eyes closed, lost in the moment.

Sean was looking down at the hold he had on their cocks. They were both thick and long so his hand stretched wide to work them both.

“Oh fuck, yeah!” Dan moaned.

“That good, baby?” She asked quietly.

“So good, Jenny… please, put your hands on me. I need to come.”

She watched his hips start to thrust into Sean’s hand: small, shallow thrusts, and knew he was close. Moving to stand behind him, she pressed herself against his back and arse. Her arms went around him, pinching and pulling his nipples. Then she ran her palms over his tightly clenched stomach. Their cocks had a gravitational pull for her, they both moaned her name when her hand took hold of them. She matched her rhythm to Sean’s.

“Come for me, both of you.”

She felt his body go rigid. Sean picked up the pace, solid, rough pulls that drew the heads of their cocks together. Over and over until Dan’s head fell forward onto Sean’s shoulder and he shouted out his release. Hot and wet, she continued to slide her hand over their cocks until Sean mirrored Dan’s posture.

He jerked and shuddered, “Fuck! Oh fuck, yeah!”

More warm come covered her hand. She wanted a taste. Soon.

Feeling Dan wobble, they let go and she ordered them both to the bed. They staggered over and flopped down on their backs.

Standing over them, hands on her hips, her pussy screaming for attention. She said, “Right, you’ve got two minutes recovery time. Then I want both of your faces between my legs…”

They rolled said faces towards her, grinning. “Yes, Mistress.”

She bit her lip. Cheeky bastards.

As always thanks for reading. I was inspired this week by another blogger. Exhibit A if you haven’t read his stuff yet, get over there and have a look – well worth it and be prepared to get hot and bothered – I do. He’s definitely in my top ten must read blogs (might do a post about that at some point).

A lot of you know the drill by now. Kayla Lords’ site A sexual Being has all the Masturbation Monday posts so go and have a look if you get the chance.

Thanks, Rebecca x

Review: Tie Me Up edited by F Leonora Solomon

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Blurb:

B is for bondage in BDSM, and Tie Me Up is the perfect place to explore just that.

The 19 stories in this anthology do not fetishize bondage. Instead, Tie Me Up shows how couples explore it as a sexy romantic option–sexy underscored!

New and seasoned authors fill this anthology with steamy tales that will keep you tied up…unable to put this collection down!

My review:

This might be a bit of a struggle to write because I’m still fanning myself and considering a quick trip upstairs to sort myself out.

This anthology is good and I mean really good.

I’ve read a lot of anthologies, so many have only one or two decent stories, then I end up skipping a load and wondering why I bothered to waste my money. Not this one. This is a collection of consistently great stories that F. Leonora Solomon has put together. The writing is high quality and the authors have taken the brief and run with it in exciting and very interesting ways.

I had my favourites: Oleander Plume’s ‘Cops and Robbers’, Jane Gilbert’s ‘By A Thread’, Tomio Hall-Black’s ‘What Isn’t Necessary Is’ to name a few. But to be honest there were so many good stories in here it’s hard for me to single them out.

I really liked how the authors explored the use of bondage within relationships. There’s plenty of variations on the theme to keep it interesting from Femdom action (always love that) to sky diving (brilliantly unique slant), LGBT, a harem and multiple partners (another one of my favourites – you can see why I loved this, right?)

I’d really recommend this book, not just to those bondage lovers out there, but also if you’ve got a little germ of an idea brewing in the back of your mind that you’d like to try something new. Lots of great ideas in here!

Rebecca x

The Morning After #EWBD

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So it’s the morning after and I think the adrenaline that has kept me going for the past 5 weeks has started to wear off. Crash, bang, wallop! There may have been a few tears, but they were triggered by the kind words of the lovely Tabitha Rayne. So not such a bad thing really.

What a wild and crazy ride the past month has been. We went from Emily Dubberley’s small message on Facebook saying, what about celebrating erotica on World Book Day? To hundreds of people being involved in the discussion group, writing a story then editing 21 more for the anthology, the stress of trying to get it ready and uploaded in time for the party (Kev Blisse you’re awesome), getting Brook on board, preparing for the Facebook party, hosting part of it, people / organisations donating over £1500 worth of prizes (Cara Sutra you’re amazing) and getting mentioned in loads of blogs and the national press!!! My head is spinning.

The amount of people who have been involved has been staggering and everyone has worked so hard to pull everything together, tweeting and sharing posts and getting the word out about what we were trying to do. The erotica community is strong and supportive; I’m so proud and happy to be a part of it.

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Anyway, if you missed it, we had the Erotic World Book Day Party on Facebook last night where we launched An Intimate Education: an anthology of 22 stories from some truly fantastic erotic authors. It’s climbing the Amazon charts as we speak after an absolutely fantastic response from people last night. All profits go to Brook, a sexual health education charity for young people. They do great work and I’m really happy to be part of something that’s raising money for them.

We also released the list that we compiled over the last month 100 Modern Erotic Classics That you’ve Never Heard Of. What I love the most about this list is its diversity, there’s something on there for everyone. It caters to different kinks, sexualities and fantasies. I’m going to be working my way through it over the next year.

The party is over but we still have work to do. It’s looking like #EWBD will be back next year. Just think what we’ll be able to do with so much time to plan! Exciting times ahead. Here’s the website if you want to keep up with what we’re doing. eroticworldbookday.co.uk

Thank you for all your support and a massive shout out to Emily Dubberley who drove it all forwards to make the idea a reality!

Rebecca x

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A World of Erotica: Beyond 50 Shades

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With the upcoming film release of 50 Shades everyone’s either talking about it or trying to ignore it. Apparently, even fire-fighters are ready for the erotic onslaught http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-31428072! There have been some insightful blogs (see girlonthenet) and some hilarious 50 Shades inspired articles and videos (see Krista McHarden’s Cosmo piece and the Trojan condom ad).

The silver-tie-laden bandwagon is fast rolling into every town to deliver spanks and a little lashing of media sensation. But is the controversy worth it? Crucially, are the books worth reading? Will the film be worth watching?

I fall firmly into the –  I read the books, (once 3 years ago). I liked them (didn’t love them), I’ll go and see the film – to see how they handle the content and because I want to be able to form my own opinion rather than read other people’s – camp.

I have no issue with people who love the 50 Shades series (my mother-in-law has just finished reading them for the third time!) and I don’t want people telling me what I should and shouldn’t read; what I should or shouldn’t like. If they did, there’d be no gentle initiation – they’d get a clear and distinct “Fuck Off!” from me.

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Like many readers, it was one of the first books that I read that involved BDSM. It whet my appetite for more and I rapidly realised from reading more complex books that 50 Shades is only the tip of the iceberg as far as D/s relationships go in erotica.

My only issue with it, and really my issue is with the media rather than the book, is that society has reduced erotica down to this singular series of books. We need to look beyond billionaires (when did being a millionaire not measure up by the way?), grey ties and bondage paraphernalia (although it does have its moments *cough*).

It wasn’t just Christian’s ‘red room of pain’ door that was opened – a world of erotica has beckoned for many. That is a good thing. Let freedom ring with the sound of chains on bedposts!

Erotica is such an incredibly diverse genre, from BDSM to paranormal, menage to an amazing range of LGBT stories. I am a passionate reader and writer of erotica. I love it and wish that it was more widely acceptable. But recently I found out that an online friend has been turned down for a job because she reads and blogs about erotica. So even though everyone and their mother-in-law has read 50 Shades, we’re still not really ‘ok’ with it. (That’s a whole other blog).

It’s a crazy world and I don’t pretend to understand it half the time. But what I will do is promote erotica in my little space on the net for all I’m worth. I get excited about some books and I love to share that. I think it’s fantastic when another reader loves a book that I recommend; I’d just love to see some of these books that I love hitting the best seller lists too.

So here’s the main point of this blog, forget the Fifty Shades furore for a moment. There’s something more promising than watching a dysfunctional billionaire and it is happening on March the 5th.

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It is my hope that as many of you as possible will join me and an amazing range of erotic writers on March 5th to celebrate Erotic World Book Day. Go and like the page and we’ll keep you posted about the upcoming event. Some fantastic British authors are involved, Emily Dubberley, Lucy Felthouse, Maxim Jacubowski, Cara Sutra (award winning sex blogger) and plenty from the other side of the pond.

We’ll be producing a Top 100 Contemporary Erotica Books list, and most exciting of all an anthology ‘An Intimate Education’ (all proceeds going to the fantastic sexual health charity – Brook). There will be a Facebook party, amazing prizes and giveaways (seriously the prizes are awesome lots of sex toys and books) There will also be lots of naughtiness and huge potential for spanking innuendo!

We should harness the attention being lavished on the erotic tale of Anastasia and take people beyond 50 Shades into the spankingly exciting world of the erotica books we know and love. Come and share that love with us on March 5th and find some new erotic books to read.

Rebecca x

5* Review: ‘Craving Talon: 69 Bottles’ #2 by Zoey Derrick

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Rock hard once again with Zoey Derrick’s sizzling hot rock & roll series!

The story picks up as 69 Bottles continues their tour, riding a surge of success thanks to an impromptu duet between Talon and Addison.

It’s a crazy turn of life for Addison Beltrand, who’s always lived to work and worked to live. Now, everything is shifted upside down—and that’s not a bad thing. Stepping on the 69 Bottles tour bus has banished the heartache of her past, and feels like a rocking new beginning.

Talon Carver and Kyle Black couldn’t agree more. The band’s lead singer and manager are falling hard for the beautiful rock chick, and will do anything to keep her in their bed—and between their bodies—forever.

The trio’s blissful bubble is popped by a danger nobody has anticipated. The band’s security team, always watchful for fan attacks on the members, isn’t prepared for what happens to Addison during this leg of the tour. Will Kyle and Talon be able to help save Addison? Or will her fear force her to pack her bags and return to LA?

Everything hinges on her decision…

Two men. One woman. A rock band. A tour bus. One Wild Ride…

My Review:

…. that I enjoyed very much! Addison, Talon and Kyle’s relationship continues to develop in ‘Craving Talon’. The three of them make big steps together, but Talon and Kyle’s physical and emotional relationship goes forward in leaps and bounds. Zoey Derrick allows the characters to question their feelings and makes each step believable for the reader. I loved the scenes between Talon and Kyle they were sexy and at times pretty damn sweet.

If you’ve read any of my previous reviews you’ll know that I love a good bisexual menage and I raved about the sex scenes in ‘Claiming Addison’, well… I’m amazed to say, Zoey surpassed herself in this book. Oh my god! The sex scenes are unbelievably hot, fan yourself down, take a cold shower hot!! Addison gets to show her moves, this girl is in no way submissive or overpowered in this relationship. She has her own ideas and follows through with them, much to the delight of Talon and Kyle (and myself!)

As well as their relationship, we see big decisions for Addison regarding her singing career. There are some fabulous scenes where she sings with Talon, I got all tingly when she walked on stage. Zoey Derrick conveys the excitement and adrenaline rush of performing in front of huge audiences beautifully. But along with Addison’s new fame comes pressures and unforeseen dangers that have to be overcome. It all adds to the great, fast pace of the book.

So, to sum this book up – it’s sexy, smoking hot and full of characters that you want to see succeed. If you’re new to 69 Bottles go back and read ‘Claiming Addison’. If you’ve already read it then I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you to grab a copy of this book. The story continues and it’s awesome.

I can’t wait for the third book ‘Redeeming Kyle’ which will be released on 31st March 2015. I’m totally hooked on this series 🙂

5***** Highly recommended read

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5* Review: ‘Angel of Everything’ by Catherine D’Avis

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Sometimes a central character really lingers in the mind. Emma is an eighteen year old French girl who is bored with her small town life. She sends a prayer to the Angel of Happenings and gets more than she bargained for. In one respect it’s a tale of sexual awakening, but it isn’t sentimental. The sex scenes are sensual and erotic without being overtly explicit and definitely turned me on.

It is quite suspenseful throughout. I found myself on edge and worried for her, wanting to warn her to stay away from a situation that she clearly didn’t understand. Emma is a lovely mix of maturity and insightfulness, innocence and naivete, but she doesn’t fully understand the dynamics of the relationship she has become a part of.

‘The Angel of Everything’ is a fast paced and easy read (I couldn’t put it down, finishing it in a few hours). There is some beautiful prose here and moments where I fell in love with Emma:

“As she ran, she experienced a rising sensation, as though her feet were no longer touching the ground.”

“She laughed also, sinking backwards into the dank undergrowth and staring up-wards at the patches of blue sky.”

This is a lovely and unusual book with an engaging central character. I loved the dreamlike quality of this story and will definitely look out for future books by Catherine D’Avis.

 

5* Review: ‘Claiming Addison: 69 Bottles’ #1 by Zoey Derrick

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Blurb:

For Addison Beltrand, PR rep for Bold International, Inc. climbing the corporate ladder is all that matters in life. Her hard work is finally rewarded with the promotion she’s worked her ass off to earn—but the gig comes at a price. She leaves in two days for a twelve-week tour with America’s hottest alternative rock band, 69 Bottles.

Talon Carver, lead singer of 69 Bottles, has no problem with women–as long as they’re gone by morning. When Addison shakes up his world, it’s a huge problem—compounded by the fact that Addison’s not the only one he wants.

Kyle Black, manager of 69 Bottles, has a secret. He and Addison are closer than she thinks, but telling her could keep her away. When Talon sets his sights on Addison, Kyle uses his secret to push her into Talon’s arms, only to discover she isn’t the only one he needs.

Two men. One dilemma.

Talon is wild, reckless and loves control.

Kyle is calm, collected and loves passion.

The perfect balance…or Addison’s ultimate undoing?

Talon and Kyle push their boundaries and Addison’s, but can they throw their reservations to the wind and claim her together?

Two men. One woman. A rock band. A tour bus. One Wild Ride…

****Content Warning****

Sexy, naked, bisexual rock stars…and a lot more…This book contains, but is not limited to the following sexual content – reader discretion is advised – hot sex between two men and one woman. M/M/F, M/F/M, M/F, F/M and M/M sexual content. There are no boundaries when these three crash together, as long as you’re over 18 years of age.

My Review:

Before this book I’d never really got on with the whole rock band sub-genre. I read some a few years ago and they just didn’t do anything for me. I didn’t connect with the characters, they didn’t feel real to me. Bottom line, they didn’t excite me. I thought I was maybe getting too old, it’s been a good decade and a half since I lusted after a real life rock god.

Then I go on the Smutsonian and have a look around to see what Shurrn is recommending and there’s ‘Claiming Addison: 69 Bottles’ #1 by Zoey Derrick. She’s a new author to me but it gets a rave review and it’s bisexual menage – I’m already half in love with it! So I take the plunge and buy it. Best £1.99 I’ve spent in a long time.

Surprisingly the most important thing about this book for me is how much I loved Addison. It’s rare for me to be so taken with a heroine, but she grabbed my attention immediately and held it throughout the book. She’s strong, sassy and sometimes a snarky bitch. She doesn’t take any shit and she knows what she wants. It worked for me. She has just the right amount of issues and a bit of angst (I can’t stand too much angst) to keep her interesting. I totally envy her confidence and I want her tattoos. Plus she gets two insanely hot men – yeah I’d take a day in her life, no problem!

Now the blokes… (I love it when it’s plural!) Kellan and Talon are sexy as hell on their own, together it’s like an avalanche of sexy hotness. They’re a fantastic mix of dominant, tender, and rockstar attitude. The sex is hot, but I’m guessing there’s a lot more to come (no pun intended – stop being so dirty!) in the next book ‘Craving Talon: 69 Bottles’ #2 which is due out 17th Feb 2015.

‘Claiming Addison’ is a bisexual menage and it starts right at the beginning for the two men. So you get all those tense, hot first touches and all that yummy uncertainty that then leads to mind blowing orgasms. So good.

‘Claiming Addison’ rang all my bells and has me hooked. I can’t wait for their story to continue, there’s plenty left to tell.

5 ***** bright, shiny stars.

Purchase links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00PMCL1J0

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If you want to know more about Zoey Derrick here’s her website and look out for the second book in this series:

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