Details of the giveaway are listed at the bottom of this post! Enjoy!~DD
Before I start talking about sex, I’d like to thank Delilah for having me as a guest. I am proud (ecstatic, giddy even) to have her story, “Playing the Field,” as part of the lineup for my editorial debut, Girls Who Score: Hot Lesbian Erotica.
And now…let’s talk about sex, baby…
I always tell my friends (or strangers who have the gumption to ask about my sexuality) that I have a straight man, a lesbian, two bisexuals, a heterosexual chick, and a gay dude all living inside me—and they all get equal amounts of playtime.
My writing is proof that art imitates life. Even in the most fantastical stories, there are nuggets of truth about the writer. My stories include all of the aforementioned sexual orientations. Sometimes they include sweet, romantic and silly sex. Sometimes bondage, spanking and humiliation. Role play, cuckolding, strap-on play, exhibitionism, threesomes—almost everything is fair game—because in my bedroom it is (or has been in the past). If I’ve written about it, you can pretty much bet I’ve done it or had it done to me.
My sexual eccentricities are probably best captured in Power Plays, my latest release. It’s a ‘thrillogy’ – a collection of three stories. And although these particular stories all include some type of power exchange, they capture my unconventional sexual appetite pretty accurately.
There are two couples, a threesome, a one night stand with potential, some girl on girl action, some man on man mingling, a spanking party, bondage, and oh so much more. All of this in three stories? Yes—because that’s how I roll in my everyday life.
I like authenticity in erotica –whether it’s steampunk, fantasy, paranormal, or contemporary—the characters should be people that you can imagine meeting in real life. The dialogue should ring true—as should the motivations and desires of the characters. I don’t care if the MC is a vampire or a nymph—their personality should be real.
And so, maybe I’m divulging a bit too much (I tend to be too honest), but Power Plays best represents me in that it encapsulates the party that is my pants.
This is an excerpt from “Fun & Games,” one of the stories in Power Plays. I hope you like reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
The leather belt lands on my bare ass with a loud smacking sound. I bite down hard on the towel for a second, preparing for the next blow. Twenty, thirty, hell, even forty or fifty blows could connect with my flesh without arousing the slightest reaction from me, but this is a spanking party and my ass is a rental. You know how people treat rentals, right? Let’s just say my ass had already been ridden for way over two hundred miles.
I had lost count of the spankings around that number and I know that was at least ninety minutes ago. My ass is costing the host two hundred and fifty dollars an hour of which I got to keep two hundred. My agent/manager/boyfriend keeps the remaining fifty.
Jacob just invests the money right back into my career, so he isn’t really making any money off of my talent. What with marketing and advertising, membership fees for several professional agencies and the almost thousand dollars or so a month that I spend on my hair, nails, facials, waxing and teeth whitening, I was very glad that he had kept his day job as a high-priced criminal attorney.
We don’t need the money—that’s the thing. I was bent over a wooden stool in some real estate agent’s kitchen having my ass beaten by a roster of about twenty or so guys, just for shits and giggles.
When I get home, by limo mind you—that’s part of the deal—Jacob is in bed with an open book on his lap and an open bottle of red wine on the night stand. He looks up and over his reading glasses and smiles, his dark green eyes shining. I take in his lean, muscular, shirtless body and squeeze my legs together.
“Hi honey,” he says, his deep voice causing a shiver to travel hurriedly down my spine–all the way to my cherry red ass. He casually runs his hands through his chestnut colored hair as if I had just gotten home from picking up some milk and bread from the grocery store.
I crawl into to the bed next to him; take the book out of his lap, and rest my head on his crotch. “Hi baby,” I purr, snuggling up against him and inhaling his soapy scent.
I feel his long, lean fingers running through my hair and I shut my eyes, enjoying the moment. Jacob knows I need about two minutes of quiet whenever I get home from being rented out. Just one hundred and twenty seconds of silence to bask in the liberating feeling of having been someone’s ‘entertainment.’
I think about all the men who had waited in line just to have a turn with me. I remember all the men who had offered me money—a lot of it—to take the action a little further, raise the stakes a little higher, to let them fuck me.
I can feel my pussy contracting and I know I am soaked. My pussy has been aching for attention since the first blow landed on my ass about three hours ago. I need to fuck.
Jacob senses the shift in my mood and lifts my head, arranging our bodies so that we are lying next to each other, the length of our bodies parallel, our faces almost touching. I close my eyes again and breathe him in.
“Minty fresh,” I whisper into his ear, undoing my corset and pulling it off my dulce de leche colored shoulders.
Jacob just nods and reaches down with his powerful hands to my black panties, which he then pulls down over my wide hips, finally removing them completely.
“Are you wet?” he asks in a low voice, eager to hear about my adventure, excited to listen to tales of other men, many men, disciplining his girl.
I feel his cock against my thigh and it is solid. All nine glorious inches are poking into my pliant flesh. For a second it occurs to me that Jacob’s magnificent cock is also his microphone, a listening device ready and able to record my performance.
He sees my smile and searches my dark brown eyes. “What’s so funny, linda?” he asks.
I love when he speaks in my native tongue. His endearing, more-American-than-apple-pie accent makes the familiar words sound fresh to me.
“Nada,” I reply and kiss his neck, tracing that one sweet vein with my tongue, knowing that I have his undivided attention.
His body trembles as if he just saw a ghost—or came—or tasted the most delicious ice cream in the universe. I reach down and cup his heavy nuts, rolling them gently in my hand, massaging and caressing the most quintessential feature of my boyfriend’s masculinity.
He groans softly, reaching for my breasts, grabbing them, kneading them in his large hands. A moan escapes my pouty, painted red lips and I tug sharply—just once—on his balls.
He shivers. “Did you like it?” he asks, his voice thick, and I can already tell that he is right there with me, heady, lost, gone.
“Yes,” I breathe into his ear, wrapping my hand around his fat prick and stroking it ever-so-slowly. “There were over twenty of them. Real estate broker-bank manager types, in chinos and polos. They started out with their hands, but that only lasted for a short while before one of them took off his belt.”
I watch Jacob’s face closely. This part turns us on so much. His eyes are closed as he pictures me bent over, my ass exposed for all those horny men, men who would never, could never, touch me the way that my man does.
I’d love to give away a free copy of Power Plays to one of Delilah’s readers. Leave a comment and a winner will be chosen randomly.
Power Plays on Amazon
Sounds like another author for me to look out for. Thanks Ms. Delilah for introducing another new author. 😀 Hi, Ms. Ily, Nice meeting you. I’ll be looking for your books (are they just ebooks or also paper?).
I am always looking for new authors to read and your book sounds really good. Thanks for the giveaway
Sounds very hot! I love the part that only her man can touch her in ways no other man can, you can just feel their shared passion. Hope you have this avaible in a kindle edition.
Intriguing intro, Ily! Thanks for sharing 🙂
Love to read it!
Oh my, hope I can win this one. Love the intro.
Nice to meet you too!
I have stories in print anthologies Lesbian Cops, Best Lesbian Erotica) and ebooks (Spankalicious, Power Plays).
My first print book, Girls Who Score, comes out this August. I edited the anthology and wrote one of the stories. It also features a really hot story by Delilah, “Playing the Field.”
I’m so glad you enjoyed the excerpt! Thanks again!
Thanks Joye, I’m glad you liked it!
It makes me so happy to hear that. It’s funny, because when I was writing the story, I felt such an intense passion and chemistry between the two characters and I thought it was amusing how someone could just look at the fact that there is spanking, etc. (I don’t want to give too much away), and not sense the deep love and commitment that these two people have for each other.
It is available for Kindle. I believe there is a link at the end of the excerpt.
My pleasure, Fedora!
(I love your name btw)
That is a fantastic excerpt! I’m adding you to my reading list. Do you have a scene in your mind that you haven’t been able to fit into one of your stories yet?
Um, that is an excellent question. I can’t say that I have a specific scene that I haven’t been able to fit into one of my stories (at least not off the top of my head). Actually, there is one scene that just came to mind that involves male submission to a dominant female that I haven’t gotten down on paper yet.
Thanks again — no one has ever asked me that. Great question!
This is a really cool contest
I am always interested in new authors.
This sounds like an interesting book.
You’re right Devlin. the picture of the pendant doesn’t do it justice. It just look like a colorful glossy rock.
The winner of Power Plays is Robyn Evans! Congrats Robyn!
Email me at email@example.com so I can send you a copy.
Thank you all for your comments and shares!