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Thursday 26 February 2015
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Thursday 12 February 2015
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Thursday 29 January 2015
FREE! Gift of the Futanari Goddess!
Available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Smashwords!
BLURB: Eighteen year-old Darlene’s visit to the museum changes her in a way she never expected but what will the effect be on her first great love? The man of the house has always told her he loves her as she is. Will he welcome this transformation or will she lose the love of the only man she's ever wanted? If you adore hot, steamy, totally taboo stories of dirty sex between an older man and a younger woman, you'll love Gift of the Futanari Goddess Pt. 1!
EXCERPT: Of course, the man Darlene called Daddy wasn’t her biological father at all. No, he was the man her Mom had married when Darlene was twelve and, since the little girl had never known any other Daddy, that was what she called him.
BLURB: Eighteen year-old Darlene’s visit to the museum changes her in a way she never expected but what will the effect be on her first great love? The man of the house has always told her he loves her as she is. Will he welcome this transformation or will she lose the love of the only man she's ever wanted? If you adore hot, steamy, totally taboo stories of dirty sex between an older man and a younger woman, you'll love Gift of the Futanari Goddess Pt. 1!
EXCERPT: Of course, the man Darlene called Daddy wasn’t her biological father at all. No, he was the man her Mom had married when Darlene was twelve and, since the little girl had never known any other Daddy, that was what she called him.
She’d loved him on sight. Tall, with crinkly green eyes and
a craggy but kind face, he had a full head of wavy dark hair and was built like
an athlete. He was hotness personified and the older she got, the more she
crushed on him. Determined to win him, she’d begun wearing tiny skirts and
tight tops from which her full breasts threatened to pop. Sometimes she forgot
to wear underwear.
Every chance she got, she flashed him a glimpse between her
legs. He never looked away or averted his eyes but, if the bulge at his crotch
was anything to go by, he liked the view yet he never made a move to touch her
or take it further. There was many a night that Darlene would throw herself on
her bed, aching and frustrated, and use her hand to do what he wouldn’t.
Then the morning after her eighteenth birthday, Darlene woke up late because
she’d been having the best dream imaginable.
Wednesday 21 January 2015
Coming Soon!
Out of Darkness (The Risen Dead Pt. 4) Available 26th January!
Blurb: WHEN EVERYTHING ENDS, ONLY LOVE REMAINS.
Eighteen year-old Faith has lost her parents, her friends and her home but the end of everything has brought her a love and passion like she's never known before with Gideon. When they join Pastor Joseph's camp, however, they find that not everything as it seems. Pastor Joseph has visions from God and one of those visions involves Faith. Will Faith and Gideon's love survive its greatest test yet?
Friday 16 January 2015
Available at Barnes and Noble!
Daddy's Sleeping Beauty Pt. 1 (Man of the House Erotica) is available for your Nook!
BLURB: Suppose the man you want most in the world is exactly the man you can't have...
Suppose he wants you back...
Curvy nineteen year-old Tracy Willow has recently been waking up in a curious condition. When she sets up a hidden camera in her bedroom an explosive secret is revealed about a forbidden love too strong to be denied. If you love hot, steamy sex that is just so wrong in all the right ways, this is the story for you!
EXCERPT: Tracy stopped breathing, her eyes riveted on
the screen. What was her Daddy doing in her room? Why was he half-naked? Oh,
God. He looked so hot with his muscle-corded arms and his washboard abs that
Tracy’s mouth actually watered as she watched him watching her. She couldn’t
see his face very well but it was as if he was standing there admiring her,
drinking in the sight of her sleeping self. Maybe he really did mean it when he called her
beautiful. Then he reached down and pulled away the sheet covering her. Tracy
usually wore her old extra-large t-shirts to bed and the night before had been
no exception. Now, as she watched herself on the little screen, she squirmed in
embarrassment, wishing she had on something that looked a little sexier, a
little less raggedy. The thought startled her. What on earth was she thinking?
Her step-father, her mother’s husband, had come into her room in the middle of the night
and all she could think about was that she should have worn something else?
She
wanted to jump up and down, screaming with excitement but controlled herself.
The last thing she wanted to do was bring her parents running into her room.
Then she gasped aloud as Ross climbed onto the
bed with her. Her heart thundering in her ears, she watched him crouch forward,
his hands on her hips. What on earth was he doing? And then she understood and
gasped again, tingling as desire snaked through her.
On screen, Ross maneuvered her hips this way and that, pulling her cotton panty down over her thighs. Oh, my God, Tracy whispered to herself. It couldn’t be true but…it was. He had come into her room last night and stripped her sleeping self and she hadn’t known a thing about it.
On screen, Ross maneuvered her hips this way and that, pulling her cotton panty down over her thighs. Oh, my God, Tracy whispered to herself. It couldn’t be true but…it was. He had come into her room last night and stripped her sleeping self and she hadn’t known a thing about it.
Saturday 3 January 2015
Now FREE! Anything for Him (Taboo Family Erotica)
Anything for Him Pt. 1 (formerly At Daddy's Service Pt. 1) is now free on Amazon!
BLURB: Dennis Denton is a high–powered lobbyist in Washington, D.C. who owes much of his success to his beautiful wife, whose expertise in the bedroom is unparalleled. But there’s an important deal in the making and Mrs. Denton won’t be in the city to provide her usual services. It’s up to their gorgeous, adoptive daughter, Alana, to help out and she’s thrilled to do it. Follow Alana on her wild romp through the halls of the nation's power centers.
EXCERPT: “Alana.” My mother cleared her throat and looked uncertain for a minute. “You know I’m going away in the morning for about three months, right?”
BLURB: Dennis Denton is a high–powered lobbyist in Washington, D.C. who owes much of his success to his beautiful wife, whose expertise in the bedroom is unparalleled. But there’s an important deal in the making and Mrs. Denton won’t be in the city to provide her usual services. It’s up to their gorgeous, adoptive daughter, Alana, to help out and she’s thrilled to do it. Follow Alana on her wild romp through the halls of the nation's power centers.
EXCERPT: “Alana.” My mother cleared her throat and looked uncertain for a minute. “You know I’m going away in the morning for about three months, right?”
I nodded. Of course I knew. She’d been packed since
yesterday and her bags were waiting by the door because that was how organized
she was.
“Well, tomorrow, your dad has a very important dinner with
one of the Senate’s most senior congressmen.” She stopped and peered at me.
I stared back, wondering where this was going. I didn’t
understand why she was telling me this. It wasn’t news. I already knew that
every now and then Dad hosts small, very important, dinners to try to get
politicians and top government bureaucrats to see things the way his clients in
the petroleum industry want them to be seen. That wasn’t a secret. He and Mom
would dress up to the nines and sweep out of the house, looking and smelling
like a million dollars. But I’d know it wasn’t an ordinary cocktail or dinner
party they were going to because Mom always came out of the bedroom wearing a
coat even in summer.
I hadn’t caught on that she was deliberately trying to hide
what she was wearing until one day years ago when I’d passed at the same moment
as Daddy came out the door. He’d closed it back quickly when she yelled at him
but I’d already seen the strappy, cleavage–bearing, dress she was wearing. I
have no idea who designed that dress but I knew for sure it wasn’t the same
person who designed the kinds of outfits she wore to Presidential
Inaugurations, for example. A few days after that when I was home alone I
checked out her closet and found a whole section of wildly revealing dresses
with thigh–high slits or necklines that plunged down to her navel in the front
or down to the top of her butt–crack in the back. Since I’d never seen her in
them, I figured those were the dresses she was wearing when she emerged from
her room in a coat.
I’d snapped photos with my iPod and, the next time she came
out in a coat, I waited about ten minutes after the front door had closed
before going into their room. I checked the dresses that were still there
against my photos. A shimmery purple number with a deep cowl–neck and one of
the high slits was missing. Busted! The dresses she wore to regular events were
fabulous but the ones she wore to the special dinners were straight up trampy.
Of course, I’d never said anything to reveal my discovery.
“Since I’m not going to be here, I’d like you to go with
Dennis instead.”
I dragged my thoughts back to the present and blinked at
her. That was it? That was the big announcement?
“Okay, sure.” I jumped to my feet. “No problem.”
Daddy looked at me intently. “Your mother’s not finished.”
I sank back down and the pleated skirt I was wearing flew up
high on my thighs. Daddy’s gaze dropped down to my legs and stayed there which
sent a wave of heat throbbing through me. If I moved just a little I could give
him a good view of my satin–covered crotch but Mom was giving me a hard look. I
pulled my skirt back down.
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