This story was written for the Wicked Wednesday meme. The prompt was Fantasy. I have written about sexual fantasies before and how sometimes your fantasies are not at all what you’d like in reality, but this particular fantasy is something I’d love in reality. It would be so amazing to be able to relax like this. Not that this particular fantasy would ever happen, but that’s why it’s a fantasy, right? (more…)
I never thought I would be dominant. In all my previous sexual encounters I had been the submissive one. Mind you, all my previous sexual encounters had been with women, and Isaac was a man. A very manly man. Which makes it even more surprising that I had an irresistible urge to dominate him. Nothing hardcore, or sadistic, mind you. I just wanted to tie him up and order him around. (more…)
I have neglected my blog a bit this last month. Well, I say “a bit”, but considering I haven’t blogged in a month, it’s a little more than just a bit. But I have good reason! I have been working really hard on two full length erotic romance novels. One of which I am hoping to self-publish soon and one I am going to try publishing traditionally. (more…)
I am my own worst critic. Whenever I write a story, or work on my novel, I cannot shut up that voice inside that tells me that I suck. That I have no business writing ficiton at all and that I should just quit. Which is one of the reasons why writing my novel is going SO slowly. I should just sit down and get it done, but my brain won’t stop telling me I am rubbish and might as well give up erotica. (more…)
Before I started reading and writing erotica, my own erotic language was quite subdued. I referred to my vulva and vagina as “kitten” and only in my hottest moments with hubby would I refer to his penis as “cock”. I had never really given much thought to the specific language I used in an erotic setting. (more…)
Writing erotica is a lot of fun. It’s sexy and hot and I love letting my imagination wander. It also comes with its own set of challenges though, and in this blog post I would like to take a look at one of these challenges. (more…)
Her eyes were enormous in her face. ‘Please,’ she whispered.
I felt a pang of pity for her, but squashed it. She had asked for this. ‘Please what?’ I asked, deliberately making my voice hard. (more…)
Dressing up in the bedroom is always fun, but up until recently the extent of my dressing up has been stockings and high heels, items already in my possession. I never really felt the need to buy something especially for the purpose of sex and seduction. When hubby intimated that he would like me to dress up in a sexy latex-like dress, I decided to give the Ann Summers Zuri wet look dress a try. After all, if it turns him on, I’m game. (more…)
I’ve done it again. I started my new erotic novel about a month ago and I have just decided to scrap the whole thing and start over. Over 30,000 words in the bin. It’s painful, but the right thing to do. The reason for this drastic rewrite is that I once again started writing from the wrong angle.
Dance like no one is watching.
I love that saying. I try to live by it as well. I love dancing and I do far too little of it. I don’t really go out dancing that often anymore – really only at the office Chrismas party – but when I do, you can’t get me off the dance floor. And I don’t care who watches. It has always been a dream of mne to learn how to pole dance, but I am too old and weak to learn that now. Alas, a missed opportunity. (more…)