I.O.U #masturbationmonday

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He woke me this morning.

Normally I sleep through him getting up for work, but this morning he needed me. So he woke me.

I opened my blurry eyes to see him stood by the closed door, naked, his cock already becoming hard. He moved towards me, quickly climbing onto the bed and slipping under the covers. I laughed quietly, sensing his urgency, loving him for it.

“What’s going on, baby?”

“I need a cuddle…”

“A cuddle?” I laughed again.

“Yeah, a cuddle.” He replied as he turned my body and lifted my leg over his hip as my arm went around him. “God you’re so warm, feel so good.” He held me tight against him.

I rode his thigh for a moment while I kissed and licked the long line of his neck. Sleep still cloaked my mind and body, but I felt an ache begin between my legs. I moaned as his fingers found it, softly running over my sensitive flesh. I rolled onto my back and opened my legs for him as he dipped his finger into me, gently testing my readiness.

“Yes.” I whispered thrusting my hips towards him, even as I knew there wasn’t really time for me. Not this morning. He likes being inside me though, makes him hot so I let him play with me.

I looked down his body and took his hard cock into my hand. Gripping him firmly I worked him fast and hard. His head went back after the first stroke, his eyes closed by the third, his jaw clenched by the fifth.

“Yes.” He hissed through gritted teeth, still using his fingers on me. “Wanna come all over you.”

“Yes, do it!” My hand pumped him, over and over. I knew it would be quick. His body was tense, I watched his face, he was lost to it, striving and straining for it. So fucking hot, only mine to see like this.

“Fuck, yeah! That’s it… oh yeah!” He whispered.

I looked down my body, watched my breasts move with every thrust of his fingers, loving the feeling of him inside me that way.

“Watch.” I said.

My hand sped up, concentrating on the head of his cock, just like he preferred it. I angled my body towards him, he moved his hips forward so his cock was over my stomach.

“Yes!” We watched as ribbons of come shot out onto my skin. My hand slowed down with each shudder and jerk until I finally stopped and we were left looking at his marks on my stomach, listening to his gasping breaths.

He gently withdrew his fingers from me saying, “God, I needed that.”

“Mmm I noticed.” I said against his lips as he kissed me.

“I’ll make it up to you, baby.” He said as he jumped out of bed, seemingly energised by our little interlude.

My body was aching and restless, but I knew I’d get what I needed later.

I smiled. I liked knowing he owed me.


As always, thanks for reading. May is national masturbation month (I think that should be international seen as I’m in the UK), anyway, we’re amping up the #masturbationmonday posts, so keep a look out for more hot stories. Go check out what Kayla’s got going on at A Sexual Being.

 

Review: Taken (Under the Skin #3) by Charlotte Stein

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Blurb:

It was just a prank I didn’t want to be a part of. I never meant to hurt anyone, least of all Johann Weir. You wouldn’t know that he sells literature for a living. He has these wild eyes—eyes that light something up in me—and he must be twice as big as I am, with strong, warm hands. Hands I try not to imagine everywhere.

He scares me. And thrills me.

But now the deed is done, and I have to face the consequences. He says he just wants to hold me here until the police come, but it’s been hours and I’m still here.

Chained to a pipe in his back room like a prisoner.

The only person I have to talk to is Johann, and I tell him dark, shameful secrets—secrets that involve the metal around my wrist and him standing over me. But I can’t stop. I need him to know everything. I need him.

Johann has his own secrets—ones he wants to tell me too. And more than anything, I want to listen. And maybe, before he sends me away, he’ll punish me.

Just a little.

Just enough.

My Review:

Ok, I’m not even going to hang around here. I’m just going to get it out nice and loud I LOVED THIS BOOK!!

Taken is the third novel in Charlotte Stein’s Under the Skin series (I reviewed Intrusion and Forbidden). The books are stand alone so you don’t need to have read the other two before Taken. I really enjoyed the previous two books, but this is the one that stands out for me. It’s not as dark as Intrusion, it’s not as emotionally complex as Forbidden, what it has got in spades is humour. The amazing sense of humour that made me fall in love with Charlotte Stein’s writing four years ago. It also has some really hot sexy times that for me just felt hotter because I’d been laughing my head off the page before.

Rosie and Hans’ relationship has an unusual beginning, but it quickly becomes apparent that the development of their relationship is going to be fascinating to read. There’s not a huge amount of angst in this book and do you know what? I really like that. It’s just full of awesome banter and getting to know you scenes and beautiful moments where they realise that they’re just totally meant for each other. I loved the simplicity of it all. They both mess up sometimes so it’s not all smooth sailing, but none of it feels unnecessary just to drive the plot. Yeah, it feels really natural and I really want to be friends with them. They’re funny and lovely (I know they’re imaginary, no need to worry) and I really wanted them to succeed.

I’m not going to go into the plot – just read the book. Hopefully it’ll leave you with the same lovely warm feeling that I have now. I know this will be a book that I bring out time and time again.

Thanks, Charlotte!

I received an ARC for a fair and honest review.

Taken will be released on 14th April 2015. You can pre-order it here

 

In A Hurry – #masturbationmonday

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“I just want to fuck you.”

His hands had already gone to tug at his tie while he switched his weight from foot to foot to kick his shoes off.

“I want to watch my cock sink into you, then I want to fuck you hard.”

She was struggling to breath. The thrill of excitement that rushed through her body at his words taking her breathe. Watching him, listening to him, she felt that delicious ache begin between her legs.

His eyes never left her as he undressed.

Her gaze devoured every inch of skin that he revealed. Frantically, she yanked her top over her head and shoved her jeans over her hips and kicked them off across the room.

“I want that.” She panted.

“Oh yeah, I know you do.” That sexy smile, holy shit, she’d never wanted to jump on someone so bad in her life.

His blue tie lay on the floor at his feet, his shirt was hanging open but he was struggling with the buttons on his cuffs.

She hurried to him in her underwear and smacked his hand away, “Let me do that, get your trousers off.”

His free hand went down to his belt; she heard it clink open as she managed to open the fiddly button. Her hands made quick work of the shirt and it fell to the carpet.

It was the stark hunger in his eyes that made her so wet every time.

“Get naked, Sugar, unless you want me to rip those panties off you.”

“Ok.” She croaked out, wrangling her bra off and yanking her panties off. The cool air hit her hot skin and she nearly moaned as her nipples tightened. “Hurry!”

“Oh shit, just look at you,” he groaned. “All day, all I could think about was getting you naked and fucking you.” His trousers dropped to the floor and he stepped out of them towards her.

“Me too,” she gasped. “I’ve been wet and wanting you since we talked last night.” She couldn’t keep her eyes off the bulge in his tight boxers. His cock was glorious, her mouth watered thinking about it. Later though, now they just needed to take the edge off.

“Get them off!” She held herself back. She wanted him completely naked before she touched him.

He pulled the elastic waist down and over his hard cock. It rose up thick, hard and so long it nearly touched his tummy button. He took hold of himself, quickly pumping the length of his cock before he let go with a desperate moan.

That was her cue, she launched herself at him. He caught her with his hands full of her arse, laughing as they fell backwards onto the bed.

His big hands roamed the length of the body, every stroke making her arch her back in delight. They kissed, falling into a familiar rhythm. He took hold of her thighs, spreading her wide and guided his cock to her drenched pussy.

“In you now.”

She lifted her hips, positioned herself and dropped onto his cock taking him in one swift movement. They moaned in unison, she rocked a few times but it wasn’t enough tonight. He held her as he rolled her underneath him.

“Nice and wide, baby.” He pulled out and fucked back into her so hard her breasts bounced and she lifted her arm to brace it against the wall.

“Need you to feel it… know that I missed you.”

“I do. Oh fucking hell, like that…” Her words trailed off as she literally hung on for the ride. Watching his beautiful body pound into hers, she felt power course through her body.

“Touch yourself… need to come.”

Her free hand landed between their hot, sweating bodies; her fingers covering her clit she immediately began to rub and stroke herself. She knew it wouldn’t take long. She loved the feel of his cock inside her as she took control of her orgasm. She knew just how to touch herself so they got off at the same time.

“Now.” He said as he looked down at her fingers and his cock moving in and out of her body.

“Yes!” Her hips jerked off the bed, her head arching back as she clamped down on his cock.

His head dropped, letting out a long desperate groan every muscle tensed and straining for it.

Gritting her teeth she hissed out the breath she’d been holding and felt every tendon and muscle in her body suddenly relax as she collapsed back onto the bed.

He followed her down, covering her completely. She held onto him, loving the weight of him, knowing he would move soon.

 

 

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Naughty Girl – #masturbationmonday

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I haven’t had any panties on all day…” she whispered in his ear as she walked past him trailing her hand across his shoulders.

“You little minx.” He murmured, slowly lowering the document he was reading. Setting it down on the hall table, he placed his briefcase on the floor. Loosening his tie he followed her into the kitchen.

She had her back to him, on tiptoe reaching high for a wine glass, her skirt lifting temptingly up her soft, pale thigh.

Slowly walking towards her, his eyes roamed over her curves, resting on her full, round bottom. The thought of her walking around all day with nothing underneath that skirt was enough to make his cock twitch.

Naughty, beautiful girl.

He came to a stop behind her. Hesitating slightly, she took hold of the glass. He let her set it on the counter before he placed his hands on either side of her, surrounding her.

He lowered his mouth to her ear. “What should I do with you?” His lips grazed her neck eliciting a shiver through her body and he smiled. She was on edge and she only had herself to blame. He should leave her alone for a while, make her suffer a bit, but the thought of what was under that skirt had him hard and wanting.

“Have you been thinking about my cock all day?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said primly.

“I bet you’ve been wet and slippery all day, haven’t you?” He stood back a little so his hand could stroke over her arse. He heard her breath catch and saw her hands gripping the edge of the kitchen counter.

“Maybe a little.” She replied coyly.

“I bet you’re aching for it now – all throbbing and swollen – just desperate to come.” His hand swept down her leg until he reached the bottom of her skirt. He took hold of it and slowly pulled it up her thighs, watching as her legs and bottom were revealed, licking his lips as he took in the beautiful curve and fullness.

God he loved her arse. He could play with it for hours, licking, biting, smacking it.

Time for that later though. Right now his woman was panting, squirming and desperate.

“Do you want to come?”

“Yes.” She whispered, all attempt at levity gone now.

“Spread your legs and push out that gorgeous bottom.”

“Oh god!” She moaned, immediately doing as he directed.

There was something about her in that position that just blew his fucking mind. Straight legs, spread shoulder width apart; bent forward with her head down, arse on full display. Waiting.

He clenched and flexed his hand, stretching his fingers wide. He knew what she needed.

The first smack drew a gasp from her and left a perfect rosy hand print on her skin. The sixth had her chanting, “Oh god! Oh god!” over and over, and by the twelfth her head was down and she was panting, hard. He knew she was close as he could see the wetness between her legs. His cock was straining to be free of his trousers, but he was going to hold on a little bit longer.

This first one was for her.

He spanked her again, moving his other hand around her body to touch her clit. He rubbed it hard, spanking her all over her already pink cheeks.

Her head flew back and she moaned long and loud.

She could do better than that.

He kicked her feet further apart, landing two swift slaps directly between her legs. His fingers returned to her clit – rubbing and circling.

She screamed out her pleasure.

He smiled. That was much better.

 

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Waiting – #masturbationmonday

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I am waiting.

The air on my skin is warm but anticipation has pebbled my skin and tightened my nipples until they are hard, aching points.

Shifting slightly on the chair, I feel the rope graze deliciously against my wrists and ankles. My head falls back as I exhale. Legs spread wide open, I can feel the air caressing my slick folds. I worry that I am making a mess on the chair, but there’s nothing I can do about that.

I can only wait… and wonder.

What will he do to me? I know he will be able to see all of me. I am completely open and on display for him. I want him to touch me everywhere. I want him to run his big, rough hands all over me.

Oh god, please let him come to me soon. Will he tease me or will he make me come quickly?

He says that watching me climax is one of his favourite things, he can’t get enough of it. He loves to fuck me with his fingers, watching me intently while I shatter into a thousand pieces. The way he takes me with his mouth destroys me. I smile when I think of all the times he has fucked me into oblivion after he has made me orgasm with his hand or mouth. He goes a little wild, there is nothing I love more than his honest response to me.

I close my eyes; my pussy pulses and clenches. I want his mouth on me. I want to show him how much I want him and I want to see the evidence of my desire on his lips.

I wiggle again; the ropes holding me tight, digging into my flesh, making me feel at once safe and on edge.

My eyes open when I hear his footsteps coming towards the room I’m in.

I look up to find him leaning against the door frame, arms crossed, eyes on mine.

“Are you ready?”

I nod, my mouth suddenly dry.

A shiver of anticipation runs through my body as I watch him drop his arms and begin to move towards me.

 

As always, thanks for reading. Check out more Masturbation Monday posts on Kayla Lords’ blog A Sexual Being.

Rebecca x

 

 

Tell Me – #masturbationmonday

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I walk into our apartment to find him sat in a chair facing the window. He has taken off his suit jacket and loosened his tie. The city lights are laid out before us; he has fucked me many times pressed against that window. I know he likes the view.

He turns his head towards me with a smile. “I’ve been waiting for you. Come here, baby.”

I drop my bag and walk towards him as I unbutton my coat. It is cold outside, so my fingers are a little stiff, but the sight of him gets my blood racing.

He is beautiful and he is mine.

I shrug out of my coat and throw it onto the sofa. Standing behind him, I wrap my arms around him and kiss his cheek, leaving my chin resting on his shoulder. We stare at the cityscape for a few moments; the silence is comfortable but there is a buzz of anticipation in the air.

“Come sit with me.”

He takes hold of my hand and pulls me round to sit on his knees, hooking my legs over the arm of the chair. I am surrounded by him now, his arms around me, my head resting on his broad, muscular chest. I raise my hand to caress his cheek, his stubble is rough after a long day at work. Loving the abrasion, my fingers move down his neck to rest on his pulse. It is wonderfully strong and beats a matching rhythm with my own.

His hand begins to move over my body. Very softly along my raised arm until he sweeps down to cup the fullness of my breasts. My breath hitches a little as he moves to take my nipple between his fingers, gently rolling and pulling.

I lift my face to him. I clench my thighs together when I see the look on his face. His eyes are dark and glittering with intent. I can see the evidence of his need there; his jaw flexes as my eyes fall to his mouth. His lips glisten where his tongue has just been. I lick my lips in response, wanting to feel them against mine.

“Tell me what you want…”

His words send a shiver of excitement through me.

He is feeling generous tonight.

A bounty of images flit through my mind; so many things that I want him to do to me.

“I want you to kiss me for hours, I want to lose myself in it, in you.”

“Yes,” his eyes devour my lips then reluctantly rise to meet mine, “what else?”

“I want you to take all my clothes off. I will lie down on the bed on my front while you stroke every inch of me. I want to feel your hands on my skin, their roughness along the length of my back and down my legs. Then I want you to slowly move back up my legs to my bottom…”

“I’m glad you went back to that.” His eyebrow arches as his lips twitch a little.

“Oh, I’m not going to miss that out. That’s the best bit…” I give him an answering cheeky smile. “…I want you to stroke me there, rub me and squeeze me. I want you to kiss it, lick it and bite it. Then when I’m panting and begging you, I want you to spank it, hard, all over; until it is rosy pink and the burning heat has me squirming and desperate.”

His breathing is ragged now and I can feel a hard pressure against my thigh. His hand has moved down to press between my legs, the material of my trousers impeding the touch that I want so badly.

“I will open my legs, my bottom bouncing, looking for more. You’ll be able to see how wet I am…”

“Fuck, yes! Then what?”

“Then I will tell you to fuck me. I want to feel your long, hard cock deep inside me, stretching me and owning me. I want it deep and hard, fast and slow. I want your body covering mine, your hand in my hair. I want to feel your skin against mine, your breath on my face and neck. I want to know that you want it as much as I do. I want you to tell me. I want you to come deep inside me, make me feel it.”

“There’s nothing I want more.”

I smile my love for him because I know it is true; deep down where my most vulnerable self resides, I know that he always will.

I shriek as his arms go under my legs. He lifts me as he jumps up from the chair and then races to our bedroom.

 

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Rebecca x

 

 

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* Reviews: ‘A Different Kind of Cosplay’ and ‘Multi-Orgasmic’ by Lucy Felthouse

 ‘A Different Kind of Cosplay’ blurb:

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Zachary has a dilemma. His girlfriend, Reese, has a special birthday coming up soon and he has absolutely no clue what to get for her. It doesn’t help that Zach does not share or really understand Reese’s biggest hobby—comic books, superheroes and everything that goes with them. Zach raids Reese’s DVD collection for inspiration, and what he finds there gives him an idea…possibly the best one he’s ever had.

Sure, Reese has fantasized about her favourite superheroes. All those muscles and rakish smiles are to die for. She didn’t think Zach would ever really understand, though. But he proves her wrong in the best way possible.

My Review:

‘A Different Kind of Cosplay’ ticked all sorts of boxes for me. I love the Marvel films, Iron Man (I’ve got a thing for RDJ), Thor (I might have a bit of a thing for Chris Hemsworth too). So when I started reading and realised that Reese, our heroine, also had some serious fantasies about them, I felt an instant connection and I loved her for it. Although I think it’s pertinent to point out that her fantasies didn’t involve the actors but the actually marvel characters. This is where the cosplay comes in. For those of you new to this like me, it’s where people dress up as superheroes and role play pretending to be a fictional character (usually a sci-fi, comic book, or anime character).

The majority of the book is written from Zach’s point of view. I think Lucy has written a real gem in Zachary. He is a fantastic hero, sexy and confident, loving and tender, funny and irreverent. I really wanted to take him and his costumes home. He does what every person would love their partner to do for them; he puts Reese’s thoughts and desires above his own.

The sex scenes are numerous and really well written *cough* I might have got a bit hot and flustered while reading it. Thor – that’s all I’m saying. Lucy had to get creative for various reasons and the humour that shines through is wonderful and definitely added to the whole enjoyment of the book for me.

So I’m giving ‘A Different Kind of Cosplay’ 5 shiny stars ***** I loved it.

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multiorgasmic ‘Multi-Orgasmic’ blurb:

From the pen of award-winning erotica author Lucy Felthouse comes a collection of short stories and flash fiction sure to hit the spot.

There’s something for everyone nestling between the pages of this sexy anthology. From spanking to voyeurism, bondage to pegging, solo loving to ménage, with a sprinkling of femdom, maledom and magic, fans of M/F erotic stories will soon discover why this book is described as multi-orgasmic.

Enjoy twenty one titillating tales, over 52,000 words of naughtiness packed into one steamy read.

Please note: Many of the stories in this book have been previously published in anthologies and online, but three of the tales are brand new and never-seen-before!

My Review:

‘Multi-Orgasmic: A Collection Of Erotic Short Stories’ is a quality read from start to finish and a really good way to get a taste of what this author is about if you’ve never read her before. Like any collection of stories, each reader will have their favourites, but what is constant is they’re extremely well written and well crafted. There is a real skill to writing shorts, you have to draw the reader in quickly, get them to care about the characters and give them what they want which in this case is some hot, steamy sex, in just a few thousand words. Not easy. Lucy Felthouse does all of the above with style and there’s bound to be something to suit most people in this book. Something I noticed reading this, is that Felthouse writes really well from the male perspective. She mixes it up which keeps it interesting.

In ‘Multi-Orgasmic’ you’ll find: a soldier lusting after his female superior, threesome action, a voyeur on a bus, a couple’s first sex toy experience, a returning soldier’s need for his domme, al fresco sex, erotica spicing up a long term couple’s sex life (that sounds familiar!), pegging (my personal favourite) and many more…

It’s a book you can read all at once or as and when you like. I liked it a lot!

5***** highly recommended read – my personal favourite ‘Why I Love Her’.

Purchase Links:

amazon.com   amazon.au   amazon.ca

Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline.

These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

A Thousand Little Pieces – #masturbationmonday

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“I love it when you grab my ass like that.” She whispered in his ear.

“You mean like this?” He responded taking her in an even firmer hold.

Her bottom was round and bountiful, more than a handful really, even for his big hands. But the way he took hold of it made her feel like he owned it – wanted to devour it. A lifetime of being self-conscious seemed to melt away for a moment. She felt beautiful, desired.

He gripped her flesh, pulling her cheeks apart. A wanton moan escaped her.

Her clit ached and she felt the wetness between her legs. She moved slightly against his hard thigh seeking friction, consumed by the feelings in her pussy. Wanting more, always more with him.

“This perfect ass is mine, you know that, right?” His hands circled and stroked.

“Yes.” She breathed.

“No-one else gets to touch it, spank it, or fuck it ever again. Understand?” He used his grip on her ass to pull her more firmly against his thigh.

She swallowed, her throat suddenly tight. His intentions clear for the first time.

A sharp slap. “Do you understand me, baby?”

She felt the goosebumps break out on her skin even as the heat spread.“Yes. That’s what I want.” She just managed to get the words out, her breathing unsteady now.

He stepped back from her; she met his dark gaze knowing he could see what she needed.

“Spread your legs a little more.” A soft command. “Put your hands on the wall.”

She moved to comply, wanting this with every cell in her body. She took a step back from the wall so she could lean forward a little to stick her ass out towards him. Every line of her body screamed how much she wanted his touch, needed him to make her come. She was so greedy for him.

He moved to stand behind her. She felt his eyes caress her body, every inch of her alert to the sound of his breathing, his movements. She heard the rustle of his shirt hitting the floor, shuddered as his belt opened and his zip lowered; the quiet slap of his feet on the hardwood floor as he he stepped out of his trousers. She closed her eyes to see his beautiful body in her mind’s eye, especially his long, hard cock.

His warm hands came to rest on her back, gently stroking down the length of her spine until they rested on the swell of her hips. He squeezed and held her, stepping close to fit his hard cock between her ass cheeks. She couldn’t resist circling her hips to rub against him; loving the quiet gasp he made.

“Oh, that feels good.” He groaned, thrusting against her bottom until she felt the evidence of his need, damp against her skin.

She felt his reluctance as he stepped back. He still held her hips as he dropped to his knees, his hot breath swept across her naked ass, sending darts of lust straight to her clit.

Knowing that she was so on display for him increased the need pounding through her veins. She couldn’t stop herself as she tilted her hips a little more. She wanted to be wide open for him, she wanted his mouth.

The first touch of his lips was almost her undoing, fracturing her control. He kissed every inch of her bottom, open mouthed, ravenous kisses. His stubble exquisite abrasion on her tender skin. Biting and sucking, licking and soothing; he adored every curve and dimple. His hands cupped her, kneaded and squeezed.

“Please!” She cried out in need, her pussy hurting, needing to be fucked. She didn’t care how he did it: fingers, cock, mouth. She writhed and pleaded, desperate for him to finish this.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Her head fell back as she screamed out her pleasure. The beautiful heat engulfed her, every nerve ending begging for more. He didn’t disappoint her.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The blows never landed in the same place twice until her whole ass stung and blazed.

“Oh god! Please finish this, please…”

Her legs trembled and she hung her head, panting.

She was so close, so on edge, needing that little bit more pain to take her over.

“Now! Give it to me now!”

He thrust two fingers inside her drenched pussy finding a swift rhythm as he spanked her, hard, over and over until she broke into a thousand little pieces of exquisite pleasure.

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it. If you fancy reading some other naughty contributions to Masturbation Monday check out Kayla Lords’ site A Sexual Being

Aaron Causer is new to Masturbation Monday this week – have a look at his fab piece  ‘Just Another Kind of Group Therapy’