Friday, October 30, 2015

Cat Games 2?

Cat Games has a future!

Here's an excerpt from the sequel:

I haven’t thought much about what Rayne and I did to Daren until recently. In my waking hours I don’t even care, but for some reason, when my eyes are closed and my mind drifts, I’m taken back to that day when my new path began.

I want to believe that all I did was justified. Daren was a cheat, a liar, and a no-good drunk intent on having what he wanted at his beckon call. He deserved the sexual torture. He consented. What’s more, he absolutely earned the embarrassment he must have felt by whoever it was who found him naked, cum-splattered, and bound.

Even believing this—believing Daren had it coming—I still can’t drown his voice away. His threats have somehow imprinted on my subconscious, and a part of me must be concerned, but fuck him. I won’t allow dreams of his voice to stain the memory of knowing Rayne. Daren got his and I got mine. Mine is just that much better. I’m now a verified powerhouse.

Tiger, that’s Rayne calls me, and it has such a lovely ring to it.

I couldn’t help myself and had to look up the word in my electronic dictionary. Alongside the physical description of an orange and black feline were words like fierce, determined, and ambitious. Yes, that’s who and what I want to continue to be. It feels good. I finally have Rayne’s approval. I’m not a fucking mouse. In addition to all the things the dictionary has confirmed come with my title, I find myself mentally adding other traits: experimental, spontaneous, creative, and hungry.


I feel the remnants of my dream evaporate as I roll over and hug Rayne’s naked form to my chest while I burry my face in her hair. Sleeping this way completes me. I literally feel lighter while pressed against her, with all my worries evaporating to some non-existent, wilted, dim memory. And when her hands or mouth explore mine, I feel I have transcended earth and found my Nirvana. Reality collapses and pleasure ripples through me like vibrations of a harp string.

Yes. It’s bliss.

And I can’t get enough. I’m never sated.

Sex in her bed is great, but it’s always better in mine. That’s where we are now, warm and naked under my covers. Days pass before I find time to wash my sheets because I’m hesitant to erase all evidence of my goddess. When she’s not around, I love placing my head in the indent where hers had been on the pillow next to mine just so I can smell her. I don’t even mind those pesky flyaway hairs that fall out of her head and tickle me; they’re just bits of golden thread, all pieces of the treasure that add to my riches.

Damn, I’m so fucking rich now. I find myself in Rayne’s bed or hers in mine a few times a week, and it’s usually an I-need-to-fuck-you-now pounce that comes from me. Rayne’s never turned me down, but then, I haven’t failed to delight her.

It’s true we haven’t had that official conversation. Are we together or are just fuck buddies…? That’s only because it doesn’t seem necessary, especially after what happened at Jasper’s party.

I smile as I think about it and hug Rayne’s back to me a bit harder. She mutters something in her sleep and grasps the blankets closer around herself, and then falls still again. I kiss her back in gratitude for teaching me that relationships—love, lust, sex, or any combination of these things—are as individual as snowflakes. She’s taught me there’s no right or wrong way to live, so long as everyone involved shares a complete understanding.

I’m certain I do. I’m part of the group now.

I thought that playing the Gummy Bear Game with Rayne’s friends had been hot, creative, and experimental. I thought that it had been a spontaneous thing given life by impulsive young minds and the addition of alcohol on a Friday night, but I was wrong. Rayne’s friends are just plain free: sex-loving, open-minded, pleasure driven kinksters. They’re a tight-knit group of people too. With each member of the group fucking every other member at one time or another, I understand that there’s not really an us between Rayne and me. There’s me, there’s them, and there’s the whole. No one’s really together because everyone is. What’s more—I’m okay with this. As much as I love Rayne and feel content to have something special with her, I’m even happier knowing I’m allowed to explore and better my sexual education. I have lots of questions, lots of lust, and even more desire.

Unfortunately, things don’t happen in the group all the time. Almost four weeks passed between receiving my Tigress Medal of Honor and Jasper’s apartment event. I call it the event now when I think about it because it really did feel that way—like a theatre production, complete with cast, script, and director.

And it all started with a phone call...

(Stay tuned. The story continues 2016)

Thursday, October 22, 2015

NEW from Author Reed James

Reed James is a thirty year old guy living in Tacoma, WA. "I love to write; I find it freeing to immerse myself in a world and tell its stories and then share them with others." He's been writing naughty stories since high school, furiously polishing his craft, and finally feels ready to share his fantasies with the world.

"I love writing about women who want to be a little (or a lot) naughty, people expressing their love for each other as physically and kinkily as possible, and women loving other women. Whether it's a virgin experiencing her/his first time or a long-term couple exploring the bounds of their relationships, it will be a hot erotic story."

Check out his Author Amazon Page, follow him on twitter @NLPublications, like him on FaceBook, and visit his  Blog to sign up for his Newsletter and receive two free ebooks!

Author Interview

1) What inspires you to write erotic fiction?

"When I was in Junior High (mid-nineties) I was given a computer for my bedroom. With that computer I discovered porn, and then discovered erotic stories. Text documents were far faster to download than pictures (it could take two minutes for a low-res JPG back then, though that did enhance the excitement). This inspired me to write my own erotica. I had always wanted to be a writer, so I wrote what I liked to read. I have a computer full of old stories I wrote when I was a teenager. They're all terrible with very simplistic characters, but the seeds of what I like to write in erotica are there."

2) What's your ultimate goal as a writer?

"I just like to tell stories. In my vanilla, real pen name, I'm struggling to get published as a Fantasy author. Erotica is fun and lets me pay my bills so I can spend my time writing. I love it. I know other erotic authors that just write to make money, and they hate it. I don't get that. I couldn't write erotica if I didn't love doing it."

3) You write a lot of futa, werewolf, and other "creature" stories. What led you to write this sub genre?

"Futa came from Anime. I discovered anime at age 18-19. I really got into it for a while, and that led, naturally, into hentai. I was exposed to tentacle monsters and futanari. I've written an article on why straight guys like funtanari, and the first time I saw a dickgirl, I was in love. So when I learned there was a futa niche of stories, I began writing them. I love writing them. Now my other creature stories come out of my desire to write more supernatural stories but to keep them sexy."

4) How are you able to make fairytale creatures sexy?

"I think it's understanding what makes these creatures sexy: they're dangerous, powerful. They could hurt you, but don't. Instead they love you. They claim you. They make you safe and fight for you."

5) What's the weirdest or most surprising-to-you thing you've ever written?

"The first time I wrote a golden shower scene. I couldn't believe it was happening. I just sort of erupted onto the page. I've never really liked the genre, and yet, I enjoyed writing it."

6) What's your favorite thing to write about and why?

"Harem stories. I do like writing these. It allows you to explore love and relationships, have a variety of characters that play off each other, as well as lots of possibilities for different sex acts. Throw a few supernatural creatures into the mix and you have a hot tale!"

7) What message, if any, do you want your readers to walk away with after they finish one of your books?

"I don't intentionally put messages into my writing. I don't try to get preachy. My characters sometimes do, but what they are preaching might not be my views. I just want my readers to enjoy my story, the fantasy, and be happy. Fantasy is important. There's a lot of things that are illegal or impossible (and not just sexually) that we might like to do, and books/movies are ways to let us live out of fantasies. It's healthy. That's why I'm against censorship (allowing at you 'zon)."

8) What can readers expect to see more of in the future?

"An untitled Fantasy erotica in the vein of Sword and Sorcery. For years I've been working on a Fantasy world, building the gods, history, and cultures, making them all sexy, and I've been writing about Angela and Sophia; a knight and priestess on a quest to slay a dragon (it's more complicated than that). If's full of monster sex. It's nowhere near publication, but in six months, I hope to start releasing it."

In the meantime, more futa satires. I'm writing a Naked In College story; a genre where students have to go around class naked to let them learn about their sexuality. Of course, it's in my World of Futas universe where there never have been men, but futas. I hope to have this all published around late November. The Werewolf's Harem is continuing and I've just released the next volume of the Magical Girl Chronicle."

Monday, October 19, 2015

10 Reasons Why Reading Erotica is Good for You


It's actually good for you. Here's why:

1)  Reading erotica can help a person orgasm. Orgasms are proven stress relievers, can help induce sleep, and well, they feel pretty damn good too.

2)  Reading erotica allows you to play out fantasies inside your head that you may not be able to make reality in your everyday life

3)  Reading erotica often leads to masturbation, which helps to teach yourself what kind of stimulation you both want and need for sexual fulfillment.

4)  Erotica is not the same as porn, and usually comes with more plot. A real story to with the sex increases the brain's ability to imagine vivid scenes and "get off.

5)  Reading a variety of erotica can inspire new ideas for the bedroom!

6)  Reading erotica allows you to be a secret pervert. You can download your heart's desire without a potentially revealing trip to the porn store.

7)  Reading erotica can serve as a one-person foreplay before an encounter with your sexual partner. It's a great way to stimulate arousal.

8)  Reading erotica allows you to experience sexual encounters from the perspective of other sexualities and genders.

9)  Reading erotica can serve as an example to your partner of the kind of intimacy you like or dislike. 

10)  Reading erotica helps improve both your literary and sexual vocabulary. 

THE BEST REASON OF ALLReading erotica means you're not a close-minded turd, and you're willing to explore and accept concepts and ideas that society has deemed taboo. And that just makes you cool :)

Monday, October 5, 2015

Cover Reveal: Cat Games

She was quiet—an introvert, a thinker. They called her Mouse. But beneath her veneer was a passionate hunger and desire for those around her, and a longing to act out fantasies she didn't even know she had. After a brutal betrayal by her former lover, Mouse’s journey toward sexual fulfillment begins with a justified revenge led by Rayne—a dominant and more knowledgeable goddess—where Mouse experiences her first female sexual encounter and develops a taste for non-vanilla sex.

But just a taste of something new isn’t enough for Mouse. Longing for a more satisfying lifestyle and sexual education, Mouse engages in sexual exploits with Rayne and her openly sexual friends. With the absence of traditional relationship rules, Mouse falls into confusion, desperately trying to find a way to prove she is a capable woman worthy of Rayne’s attentions. Through Rayne’s patient guidance, Mouse is pushed to take charge of her sexuality and learn what it is she truly desires, allowing her to transform from a shy, timid creature to one with claws. Tables turn unexpectedly and suddenly the pupil becomes the teacher.


“Hey, Mouse!” I hear one of the girls call. I turn to look over my shoulder and see Chrystal holding the package of gummy bears I stashed in my pocket earlier. “You dropped something.”

“Woohoo!” Rayne howls, obnoxiously. “I’ve got an idea for a game.” She snatches the package from Crystal and sizes me up, almost eating me with her eyes.

“You read my mind,” Jasper quickly adds, licking his lips.

I have no idea what they’re thinking, but all the faces in the living room are looking me over and grinning in a wicked way. I feel exposed, on display, and very self-conscious. A heat begins to crawl up the back of my thighs, stir in my belly and catch in my chest. I’m suddenly thankful I’m not the type to blush. Standing up a bit straighter, I walk to the fridge, grab another six-pack, and return to my seat with as much confidence as the simple movements of my body will allow.

Rayne makes a yummy noise as she opens my package of sweets. “I just love gummy bears.” She pops one into her mouth with an overemphasized gesture, sucking a bit on the end before using the tip of her index finger to push the bottom the remainder of the way past her thick lips.

Jasper stands up and grabs Crystal by the hand. She trails willingly after him over to Rayne. Holding out his hand for the package she holds, I watch Rayne dump a few gummy bears into Jasper’s open hand.

“Best. Game. Ever,” Justin mutters from his seat on the couch in exaggerated staccato.

The whole room watches as Jasper pops the gummy bears into his mouth and begins peeling Crystal’s tight, white shirt over her head. Without any protest, Crystal raises her arms and slips out with an easy smile. Pulling a wet gummy bear out of his mouth, Jasper sticks it into the curve of Crystal’s neck, and then sticks a second securely upon her collarbone. To my surprise, the gummy bears are held fast, not slipping or sliding from the pull of gravity.

Rayne grins and stands from her chair. While trailing her fingers through the tight, red curls on the top of Crystal’s head, Rayne licks the back of a red gummy bear and sets it atop Crystal’s left shoulder. I watch Crystal shiver, and then I turn to look at Justin and Anna on the couch. They’re watching with deep interest. Grabbing two beers from the pack I set on the table, Justin opens them without taking his eyes from the scene, and hands one blindly to Anna.

I’m not sure what’s going on. I thought Justin and Crystal were together but another man—and Rayne—are undressing her in front of everyone. Why is Anna so into watching? They grabbed her attention with that kiss from earlier.

I clear my throat and blink several times as I try to take in what’s happening. Sugar’s great, and a nice pairing with beer, but I don’t understand why they’re sticking gummy bears to Crystal. If this is really a game, I wonder what the point is.

My mouth hangs open slightly as I watch Rayne expertly unhook Crystal’s bra and slide the white straps down over her shoulders, kissing her gently as she goes. I physically push my jaw shut as I rest my face uneasily in my hand, watching Jasper pull two more bears from his mouth. He gently squeezes Crystal’s small, naked breast, pushes his gummy bears to her skin, and audibly blows his breath over the top of them. Crystal giggles and looks over to me, where I’m unable to take my gaze away.

“Oh, Mouse,” she laughs. “Look at your face!”

I get it now. Wow.

Motivation In Writing

We've all been there--that place where we get stuck, can't move, or have no more desire. A lack of motivation is especially tragic for a writer. Whole stories can gang up on us inside our heads and there's nothing we can do to drown out the noise they make. 

What is motivation? Where does it come from and what can we do to keep it going? I've asked this of several writers. For those looking for a strategy to keep the momentum moving, take a page from their books:

"Inspiration gets me writing. It could be something I see from the window of the bus or might be an idea I get whilst watching TV. Inspiration can hit in the dungeon of Club Lash or in the queue at the supermarket. When motivation is lacking the honest answer is I procrastinate and eventually something I hate more needs to be done, so I'll write instead. It's not an approach I'd recommend, but it sort of works for me. But when push comes to shove, the best motivation is a deadline!" -- Victoria Blisse

"My motivation to write is pretty simple. This is my career. If I don't write, I don't get paid. Because the topics I write are so diverse--from real estate and business, to relationships and parenting, as a 'vanilla' freelancer, as well as the erotica and BDSM info I write as Kayla Lords--it's almost impossible to get bored or lose motivation. When I don't feel like writing on a particular topic--or the voices in my head go quiet--I pick up a different subject fro the day. Either way, I keep writing. At the end of the day, a writer writes. It doesn't matter what's it's about. Getting the words on the screen/paper most important.

When I lose my motivation to publish books--which has happened recently--I reach out to my most loyal readers. I try to keep it real on my blog, so while I'm usually writing something steamy and juicy, I'll also share my feelings and my life. They're the ones who give me the push I need to get back on track. Of course, it helps to also have a Dominant partner who'll (figuratively) kick my butt too." --Kayla Lords

"I just need to be breathing to be motivated to write. I'm totally addicted, and I get really twitchy if I have to go a couple of days without writing. A good day is when I wake up and have nothing else on my agenda but to write. A bad day is when things interfere with my addition. Those are the days when I try to make sure I at last manage a little bit of writing-- even a half hour ill make me feel better. I also find I cope better if I work out regularly or go for long walks. That keeps me from totally losing it on the days when I really can't write."--KD Grace

"I think there's an innate need in human beings to strive and create. With some people it manifests as building bridges, or making music, or landscaping--or hell--even making babies. I think that desire is an imprint of the divine--whatever for that 'higher power' may be. It's in all of us, and mine manifests itself in writing sexy stories. I've always been an avid reader and a pervert, so it only makes sense, right?

"For me, a detailed plot outline is incredibly important for getting out of the inspiration doldrums. The outline tells me what I have to write in order to get from A to B, and even I'm not spewing inspired prose in the process; it at least gives me a skeleton of the right words. Then I can come back and flesh it out during the editing phase. It also helps that I freaking hate being a quitter. Failing is OK. You can learn from failing. But quitting? The only thing you learn from quitting is how to be a quitter." --Logan Black

"I do procrastinate quite a lot. Having the laptop connected to the internet isn't a good idea as there is always something you were meaning to look up or needing to so, and days can just fly by that way. Sometimes I don't feel the urge to write. I never beat myself up if i don't meet a self imposed writing target; I don't see the point. Although I do get frustrated with myself if I have periods of times when I'm not very productive.

If I need a boot I tend to spend time looking at photos of people I'm attracted to, remembering past experiences and watching a few naughty videos; maybe a romantic movie or two just to get the ideas flowing. I also find a walk in the fresh air can help de-clutter the mind and focus on what you need to get done. If all else fails, disconnecting from the internet and put on some headphones to drown out the household noise." --Charlie Hadley

"My main motivation to write is simply all the thoughts that are constantly going on inside my head. I think of stories all the time, and when I read or watch stories that other people have made, I think of ways that things could have been better, or simply different. 

Like most writers, I write because I have to. For me it's not so much that I lose motivation to write as that I lose the energy. Working a day jobs saps a lot of my time and energy. When I don't feel up to writing but I know that I need write anyway, what I do is that I force myself to turn on the computer, open my current project, and to write just one word. It's easy. It's simple. Anybody can write just one word. Of course, once I've written that one word, I tend to write another word and a new sentence, then a paragraph, and pretty soon it's all pouring out of me." --Richard Bacula

"Motivation is something that I really struggle with as a writer. I have way too much going on in my private life, which is a constant distraction. I have to remind myself that I'm only truly happy when I'm creating something, even if it's only a few words at time. Each word is part of the larger picture--my end result. I force myself to make time to write, but when I'm unable to find the spark that I need because I've been trying too hard on a particular story, I simply switch gears. I find a new story to write about or work on other writing related activities like beta reading or blogging. At least then, if I'm not adding to my own big picture, I can at least help with someone else's." --Angora Shade