risqué

So, I'm not sure where to put this post, but I suppose it should be here. I amused myself tonight. Let me set the scene.

I found myself a new imaginary boyfriend recently,  to go with my imaginary sex life.

New porn Star Crush, Manuel Ferrarra. It might not be real, sure, but how do I love him? Let me count the ways:
general bigness, modesty (blushing at compliments!) favouring kissing, enthusiastic real-sex, not porn-sex porn, if that makes sense to anyone, affection, contact, FRENCHNESS, strongness, and enough intensity to melt an iceberg. He's slightly embarrassing to watch sometimes because of it, but ohhhh.

I found something great this evening. Live porn. It's interactive! Well, it was at one point. But the best bit is, you get to see them talking. Being. Chatting. It's all chilled and real and convincing. And... sweet. It so works for me, even if it's a cynical marketing ploy, I don't care. I don't think it is, exactly, but I think there's something good there too.

Anyway. So, I'm watching this, and loving the conversation, and rolling fondant to make a pregnant mother cake topper. My hands are full of black food dye and I'm mixing a big ball of fondant to make it more vividly coloured (if black can be vivid) and I look down and see that I've created... this:

Oops!

I also love how I got the giant naked man into the photo as well.

Sudden Sex!

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The Rudest Number

Look at this beautiful tome and its stellar line up from Alison Tyler! Is it not fabulous? It's great to see this book coming to fruition, and I love the Garden of Delights on the cover. Dive in, readers, dive in. 

Countdown by Violet Blue
The Kitchen Kink by Alison Tyler
Hare Coursing by Janine Ashbless
Pulse by Vida Bailey
Speed Mating by Sophia Valenti
Permission by Justine Elyot
Star Fucker by John Albert 
The Redi-Wash by Jax Baynard 
Selections from a Bedroom Closet by Thomas S. Roche
Dress Rehearsal by Sommer Marsden
Good Cop, Bad Cop (a story) by Kristina Lloyd
Come at Six by Portia Da Costa
Plus One by Nikki Magennis
I Dare You by Emma Hillman 
Two Ways by Dante Davidson
Manners by Georgia E. Jones 
Another Country Heard From by Eric Williams
Frosted Kisses by Vida Bailey 
Summoned by Raziel Moore
His by Charlotte Stein
Talk to the Hand by Allison Wonderland
Three Days by Cate Robertson
Reclamation by Willsin Rowe
Open by Donna George Storey
Frozen by Aisling Weaver
The Welcome Wagon by Sophia Valenti
Hot Cross Buns by Shanna Germain 
Granny Panties by Sommer Marsden
Touchless by Alison Tyler
Cast Party by Jeremy Edwards
Fall Back by N.T. Morley
Love, Honor and Obey by Janine Ashbless
Permissive by Justine Elyot
Hot in the City by Saskia Walker
Add It Up by Nikki Magennis
Crossed by Dante Davidson 
The Funeral by Georgia E. Jones 
Floating in Blue by Teresa Noelle Roberts 
Suite Surprise by Cate Robertson
Shoulders by Donna George Storey
Saturday by Willsin Rowe
Based on a True Story by Kristina Lloyd
The Barest Offering by Aisling Weaver
Hers by Charlotte Stein
Translation by Sommer Marsden
Dessert by Sophia Valenti
Skill by Aisling Weaver
Attic Moment by Janine Ashbless
Satisfied Customers by Ashley Lister
Closing Distance by Raziel Moore
Friends in Need by Saskia Walker
Homecoming by Willsin Rowe
The Long Afternoon by N.T. Morley
Naked Lunch by Angell Brooks
Just a Kiss Away by Thomas S. Roche
Goes by Sommer Marsden
Waking the Neighbors by Heidi Champa
Ours by Charlotte Stein
Mathematics by Nikki Magennis
Laplanders by Jeremy Edwards
Slave Market in Monochrome by Kristina Lloyd
In the Cold with You by Victoria Janssen 
Listen by Emma Hillman
Come at Nine by Portia Da Costa
The Eskimo Game by Donna George Storey
Reflection by Saskia Walker
Permitted by Justine Elyot
Never Alone by Alison Tyler
Every Dollar by N.T. Morley
A is for Anal, Z is for Zenith by Shanna Germain
How Early? By Thomas Roche

consent and assertiveness

I was just remembering a story my best friend told me, about a game of Spin the Bottle when we were 15 or 16, and several unhappy moments in a bathroom with a guy called Andy that left her feeling shaken and upset. She didn't want to. He didn't notice? It was her older brother who sort of tried to rape me twice in the same era. I don't know if that's relevant at all. Except that surely we weren't the only ones having these experiences.

Consent, is what we need to teach our sons and daughters about. Not just what No sounds like, but what it looks like, as well. What it feels like. How to recognise it, and what to do when you notice. It's awkward for boys, too. I don't believe it's all testosterone and uncontrollable horniness. There is shyness and awkwardness and prowess and peer pressure mixed in. Expectation. So we all need to learn to be more in touch. To understand which pressure is more important to listen to, the one that's saying, I don't want this - or the one that's pushing you to do something that will hurt you or someone else?

This is what should be taught in school. Understanding, self knowledge, asseriveness and consent. 

on receiving pleasure

I think this is a beautiful point: http://www.elephantjournal.com/2011/06/the-art-of-receiving-pleasure/

Veronica Wilde, author of “Devil’s Night”

Welcome to Veronica, and her story Devil's Night, from Bound By Lust. 

Who doesn’t love a play party? And who doesn’t love Halloween?

My story “Devil’s Night” actually takes place on the night before Halloween – the night when mischief reigns and tricks of a diabolical kind might be played. But it does take place at a play party, the very first one my character Ariel attends. And wow, is there some mischief afoot.

First Ariel’s boyfriend Tanner takes her to a party where topless maids and leashed boys are the norm. Then she sees Devin, the bike messenger from her office – young, arrogant and dangerously cute. Though she wants to play innocent with him, she winds up in a compromising position in a laundry room, then lies to her boyfriend about it. But the joke’s on her when she finds out that both men already know each other and were testing her loyalty. As punishment, she’s going to be the central attraction at the play party:

Ariel wobbled on her high heels as Tanner forced her to walk in front of him into the living room. Here the play party was fully underway with floggings, spankings and other scenes everywhere she looked. Yet to her rising panic, almost everyone stopped to look curiously at her. Of course, she thought miserably, I’m the new girl here. Her head reeled as Tanner clapped his hands.

“Hello everyone. This is Ariel. She was dishonest tonight and you know how we all feel about that. So now she’s going to be punished.”

She stared desperately at thick dark carpet. She felt like an object, a sex doll displayed for everyone to see.

Tanner smiled deviously. “Darren, Mitch, put the footstool in front of the mirror. I want everyone to watch this but I want to force her to watch as well.”

Watch what?

 “Go lay down across the footstool,” Tanner commanded and pushed her in front of him.

Catching sight of Devin’s smirk, her first instinct was to protest. But she obeyed. The footstool was a wide black leather ottoman big enough to cradle most of her. She was aware of every eye in the room on her as she awkwardly knelt on the floor and lowered herself onto the leather until her arms and head dangled from one end, her ass and legs from the other. It was an undignified position and the knowledge that cocky Devin was watching made it even worse. How could she ever face him in the office again?

Her panic intensified as the two men Tanner had called on bent over. One quickly cuffed her wrists together in black leather restraints while the other slipped her ankles into an iron spreader bar with two circular enclosures. It forced her legs apart until her red velvet dress strained tight against her thighs. Her face and bound wrists faced the mirror so she could see all of the guests gathering behind her. Her heart began to pound like a trapped animal’s. What were they planning on doing to her?

Tanner spoke to someone else, who handed him a black leather paddle. Oh god no. Was he really going to spank her here in front of everyone? He spanked her at home of course, and she loved it, but that was different from being spanked in public as a punishment. Unable to stop herself, Ariel twisted helplessly on the footstool. “Tanner, please.”

The first ringing slap on her bottom silenced her immediately. “Any further protests will result in additional blows,” Tanner said in a severe tone. “Is that understood?”

She nodded miserably.

“Excellent.”

She cringed, waiting for the next. Instead Tanner gently rubbed her ass through her dress, stroking her inner thighs. Abruptly, he pulled her dress up to her waist. She cringed, knowing everyone was looking at her tiny thong and thigh-high stockings.

“Well, now. Let’s see what you showed Devin.”

To her mortification, he slid her thong down her thighs and exposed her pussy to the entire room. Reflexively she tried to close her legs but the spreader bar held them far apart. Her face burned with embarrassment as everyone crowded around for a closer look.

I love writing M/M/F scenes, so this was a very fun story for me to write.

BoundBy Lust  is an incredibly hot read, with naughty stories of all kind to inspire your summer nights. Don’t forget to stop by the next stop on the tour with Teresa Noelle Roberts tomorrow - and of course you can always stop by and visit me , too.

Happy reading. ;)

Morning, Noon and Night

24/7 by Aisling Weaver
4 a.m. Wake-Up Call by Jax Baynard
5 a.m. Walk of Shame by Dante Davidson
6 a.m. Coffee by Heidi Champa
7 a.m. Change of Shift by Cheyenne Blue
8 a.m. Morning Wood by Georgia E. Jones
9 a.m. Office Briefing by Justine Elyot
10 a.m. Kickoff by Donna George Storey
11 a.m. Elevenses by Jeremy Edwards
Noon: Lunchtime Rendezvous by Kat Watson
1 p.m. Test Drive by Angell Brooks
2 p.m. Biker Bar by Thomas Roche
3 p.m. Closed-Door Meeting by Sasha White
4 p.m. No Show by Cora Zane
5 p.m. Somewhere by Kristina Lloyd
6 p.m. The After-Dinner Hour by Sommer Marsden
7 p.m. Kinky Craft Night by Teresa Noelle Roberts
8:00 p.m. Appointment Tee Vee by Victoria Janssen
9 p.m. Victoria Coach Station by Kate Pearce
10 p.m. Portraits by Preston Avery
11 p.m. Strip Poker by Ashley Lister
Midnight: Movie Date by N.T. Morley
1 a.m. Girls’ Night Out by Vida Bailey
2 a.m. Date Night by Sophia Valenti
3 a.m. Last Call by Alison Tyler

I quite like my story in this one, I must say. Remember the days when it seemed taboo to admit to really liking the person you were sleeping with? Ireland doesn't really do dating... at least it didn't back when I was ... not dating. People tend to get drunk and hook up, and if they REALLY like each other then they MIGHT consider sex sober, and if that goes well they MIGHT go out together in a non-sex situation. And then at some point they MIGHT admit to having feelings of affection. Maybe. 

So that's what inspired Girls' Night Out. I lurve the cover, isn't it pretty?