Showing posts with label Lesbian erotica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lesbian erotica. Show all posts

Erotic Fantasies Blog Hop: #giveaways celebrate the new release erotic anthology


Step into the pages of several short stories that are sure to whet your appetite and stir your imagination. All things are possible within the dark corners of our mind where fantasies take shape just for our own entertainment. Eleven different stories will take your mind on an erotic journey and arouse your deepest desires. Your body and mind will tingle with delight and your toes will curl as you find that you lose yourself in every story. The authors hope you enjoy their stories and visit their websites where you can learn about the rest of their books.



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From Fantasy erotic romance The Black Lion


Sascha traced the line of lace at the top of each stocking she wore. The damp warmth of her pussy teased his hand through the lacy fabric of her panties. He closed his eyes, resting his cheek on the top of her head. He pushed his fingers inside the leg of her panties. He felt her jump a little, as he slid his hand along in her cream. He brought his fingers to nip at her clit, gently, but it made her gasp and tilt her hips toward his hand, just as he wanted. He slowly eased two fingers into her. The warm, wet channel clenched around his fingers. He thought he’d come right then without having his cock enveloped in this delicious way. He pumped his fingers.

Melissa moaned. She lifted her head to look into his eyes. “Kiss me.”

Sascha couldn’t deny her. He kissed her mouth with every ounce of sexual yearning that made his cock throb, dangerously close to coming. He pressed his thumb against her clit, his fingers curled inside her pussy. 
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Hot Ink Press

The Black Lion reviewed By Natasha Jackson for Readers’ Favorite with 4 shining stars
When The Black Lion begins we know that a man, who we later learn is called Sascha, is on the hunt. For sex or something else, we aren’t quite sure until he spots a beautiful woman from whom he can feed. But when he spots, well ... smells, Melissa he has a lot more than food on his mind. Melissa is enthralled, but Sascha is gone before he can make a move and so begins Elodie Parkes’ new paranormal tale of love and lust. When Sascha intercedes to save her from another of “his kind,” Melissa isn’t shocked because she has her own secrets. But before secrets are revealed, the attraction between Sascha and Melissa must be acted upon before the jealous person looming in the shadows can make their move.

From the moment they meet at the The Black Lion club there is a strong connection pulling Melissa and Sascha together, or is it something else? This short story from Elodie Parkes is a perfect fantasy combining love, secrets and a hidden enemy in just a few short pages. And the love scenes are as hot as I’ve come to expect of Parkes; they are just descriptive enough to make you blush and understand how a couple could so quickly succumb to their emotions. The Black Lion is short but it is well written and the author has a frank voice that cuts to the chase, because why should supernatural beings waste so much time being poetic when they've been talking for centuries? This genre is an acquired taste but Elodie Parkes gets the job done every time.

Naomi Clark visits today with her #lesbian #eroticromance new release from Evernight Publishing, The Beast of Birch Hill



Wildlife photographer and cryptozoology blogger Emma Jordan came to Birch Hill expecting to find another urban legend. The rumours of a big cat stalking the woods around this quiet town surely had to be just that - rumours. But when the evidence starts to pile up that Birch Hill really does have a killer cat on the loose, Emma finds herself caught in a confusing game of cat and mouse. And her blossoming relationship with Abi Blakely might just be pushing her further into danger.


Excerpt

A couple of hours later, showered, changed, and feeling human again, Emma headed back to Abigail's Bakes. She told herself she was just looking to grab a quick lunch and sit somewhere pleasant while she updated her blog. Privately she had to admit it would be nice to just look at Abi while she worked.
            The place was much busier than it had been that morning; it was full of kids and families jostling for table space. Abi and a younger girl worked the counter with cheer and ease, and cafe was filled with chatter and laughter. Emma joined the queue, trying to catch Abi's eye. When Abi saw her, she waved and favored Emma with that infectious smile.
            “How was your hike? Did you catch the Beast yet?” she asked Emma as she served her.
            “Not yet. Maybe later.” Emma picked out a bacon and cheese strudel and a spiced apple muffin. “Do you have wifi in here? I need to get online.”
            Abi passed her a slip of paper with a password on it along with her food. “Help yourself. Catch you later.”
            Emma smiled, hoping the words weren't just a mere formality. She found a table tucked away in the corner and flipped open her netbook. Her main source of income was her photography, supplying stock images for websites and brochures, entering as many competitions as she could, and doing the occasional teaching course if she wasn't traveling. It was steady money, and a hefty inheritance from a grandparent she'd never met allowed her to live in comfort and indulge her other passion – the alien big cat stories. Her blog, After Dark All Cats Are Leopards, was one of the better-regarded in both the cryptid and sceptic communities and she had a steady following. When she'd announced last week that she was heading for Birch Hill, her views had skyrocketed, and even though she didn't have much news to add yet, it was probably a good idea to update now.
            She plugged her digital camera into the netbook and uploaded the photos she'd taken, eating as she worked. The strudel and the muffin were both perfectly delicious, and she allowed herself a brief fantasy of kidnapping Abi and making her bake for her full-time.
            She didn't notice Abi had joined her until the other woman pushed a cup of coffee to her. “Looks like thirsty work,” Abi remarked.
            Emma jumped, then grinned. “Bloggers are powered entirely by caffeine. Thanks.”
            “So I looked you up after you left,” Abi said. “Why big cats?” She leaned her elbows on the table and rested her head in her hands. Her dark curls framed her face perfectly, her expression attentive and interested. Emma squirmed a little under her keen gaze.
            “When I was a kid I wanted to find Bigfoot,” Emma confessed. “My dad used to take me out hiking in the Rocky Mountains and tell me stories about Bigfoot and skinwalkers, all kinds of stuff. I just loved it. Then I grew up and decided there wasn't much chance of Bigfoot really being out there. But big cats? Definitely.”
            “You're so sure? Even though nobody's found a breeding population of wild tigers anywhere?” Abi asked with a grin.
            “America's a big country. There's plenty of space for wide-roaming animals to hide. And big cats are generally elusive in their natural territories anyway. Yeah, I'm sure. People brought lions and tigers over here with circuses in the nineteenth century and there are thousands of people keeping them illegally today. There are orphanages for abandoned exotic animals up and down the country. It's not completely ridiculous that some escape or are released into the wild. And cats are so adaptable. Even if we're not talking big breeding populations, I think it's more likely that there are non-native big cats out there than not.”
            “You love this stuff, don't you?” Abi said, looking thoughtful.
            Emma flushed. “Was I rambling?”
            “No, it's interesting! I wish I could come out big cat hunting with you, but Jed probably wouldn't let me.” She stuck her tongue out as if she'd eaten something distasteful.
            “Well, he's not coming either,” Emma said. “I take it he's more than just prickly with you?”
            Abi shuffled Emma's empty plates around, looking embarrassed. “Oh, we just...clash. He's pretty conservative and I'm not. He thinks I lower the tone of the neighborhood.”
            “Not a fan of baked goods?” Emma joked.
            “Baked goods or lesbians,” Abi said with a shrug.
            Emma's heart gave a little twist, but she kept her tone calm and amused as she replied. “Oh dear. I'd better not answer any personal questions he asks me then.”
            Abi gave her a thoughtful look again that turned into a shy smile. “So what are you doing for the rest of the day? I'm off this afternoon.”
            “I'm going back into the woods this evening but I'm free til then. Maybe...” Emma searched for something that didn't sound too forward but still made it plain she liked Abi. “Maybe we could hang out?” Ugh. Lame.
            Abi didn't seem to notice. She flashed a dazzling smile. “How about a guided tour of Birch Hill? There's not much to see, but with the right company it has a certain charm.”
            “It's a date.”
            Abi stood, grabbing Emma's plates. “Give me an hour and we're on.”
            Emma watched her sashay away with a flutter of excitement. If the Beast of Birch Hill didn't show up, Abi might prove just as exciting.

About the Author
Naomi likes writing, perfume, fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars, not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography writing. When she's not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she's hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If the cat isn't available, she's with her fiancé watching cookery shows and silently plotting her next book.

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A Christmas to Remember anthology release with Erzabet Bishop

A Christmas to Remember Anthology



From the obligatory office party to a cabin in the woods, Christmas celebrations come in all shapes and sizes. The ladies in this Christmas anthology like to keep it original though, and get their festive groove on in bed shops and the Australian outback, not to mention the ‘Mermaids and Mistletoe Masquerade Ball’… A Christmas to Remember contains five lesbian erotica stories that will make your Christmas merry AND hot.

Erzabet Bishop is here with an excerpt from her story in the anthology 




“I don’t know.” Rachel eyed the dress critically as Bree and Lise looked on. Last night at dinner the two of them hounded her mercilessly about coming down to the dress shop to find something for the masquerade. They had squeezed her into six different dresses already and Rachel was ready to bolt. This one was a bright yellow number with sequins. “It kind of looks like a demented canary.”

Lise snorted. “It does not.”

Bree snickered behind her hand and promptly schooled her face into her usual cultured self. “It is a little bright.”

“Umm. Yes. Just a little.” Rachel grimaced and sighed. This was taking forever when what she really wanted to do was go back to her room and read. She glanced at her watch and grimaced. Just after two o’clock.

The store was deserted except for the three of them and she had yet to see anyone working the floor. That was fine with her. Rack after rack of sparkling holiday dresses and lush satin gowns surrounded the mirrored area with a small screened area for privacy. Holiday music lightly piped through the air, adding a festive note to the afternoon. 

“Come on Rach. We want to head over to see one of the late afternoon shows.” Lise pouted. Her arm was wrapped around Bree’s waist. “If you hurry, you can see the first one with us.”

Rachel fingered the zipper, itching to free herself from the dresses confines. Smoothing her expression, she met Lise and Bree’s eyes in the mirror. “Why don’t you guys go ahead. You need some alone time and I want to poke around here for a bit. I have to find a mask.” And I need to lose this yellow monstrosity. Now.

Bree smiled. “The Mascherari and dress shop is one of the things that draws people to this cruise. The masks are exquisite.”

“I think you might be onto something there Bree. Just not in this color I hope.” Rachel’s lips curved upward. “Why don’t you girls go ahead. I’ll just look around here some more and join you later.”

“Okay then. You have fun and we’ll see you after the show.” Lise grinned and tugged Bree along behind her.

Bree stopped mid pull and frowned. “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Now scoot. You don’t need me hanging off you like a third wheel all the time.”

Bree nodded. “Okay. Good luck then.” She let Lise lead her out of the shop.

Rachel watched them go and breathed a sigh of relief. Now to get out of the dress. She was still in the main changing area, open to the store, but since it was empty she wasn’t worried. Rachel reached for the zipper and her arm froze, the tight fitting fabric holding her in place. Oh no. Belatedly, she realized that the girls had gotten her into the dress and now she was stuck. Shit.
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Welcome to author Shiralyn Lee who is here to tell us about her film project

All About Sarah Niles

What would you do for fifty thousand pounds?
 http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/all-about-sarah-niles/x/5113624

All About Sarah Niles is set to be the first fully crowd-funded lesbian feature film, created and funded by the people who know and love the genre best.

From the author who brought you, The Submissive Scullery Maid, The Dark Cully's Mistress and many more stories that have reached the top of the best sellers rank on US and UK amazon, delve into Shiralyn J Lee's big screen adaption of Loving the Pink Kiss.


Growing up in the UK Shiralyn turned her attention to writing novels after she moved to Canada, where she is now married to her wonderful wife, Janice.


From her kitchen table, she has entertained people all over the world. Her tales of steamy sexual erotica make 50 shades of Grey look like a child's tea party. Included in her work are pieces that are aimed toward the younger generation and this is where All About Sarah Niles fits in.


The film offers an audience the chance to not only watch but also be a fundamental part of its creation. With donations starting from as little as $10 going up to $65,000 (with many steps in between) it really is possible for anyone and everyone to be part of the biggest lesbian film of the decade. From exclusive backstage information to signed copies of the script and even chances to be in the film, there really is something rewarding for everyone.



Fundraising starts on Oct 31st 2013 and will run for three months on the dedicated crowd-funding site indiegogo.com, with all money raised going to fund cast, crew and equipment needed to make this film a possibility. So why not treat yourself, or buy someone a holiday gift that really can't be beaten. You can also help by liking and sharing the indiegogo fundraiser post, together we can get this movie made.

To keep up to date with the film, see exclusive content and find out more on how to donate, 'Like' the Facebook page, 'SarahNilesMovie' today.

Or for more information, you can email: allaboutsarahniles@gmail.com