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9/25/2016

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#MM - Scandalous Ads

9/25/2016

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“You are a natural, Britta. A real natural.” After a pause, Reg continued quietly, “What do you think of domination?”

His lowered voice sent chills down Britta’s spine. She knew exactly what he was referring to, because she’d seen those ads in the free weekly papers. Big, busty women. Latex, PVC, catsuits, masks, thigh-high boots. She’d even taken the papers to her room, feigning that she wanted to know about the local independent news. Instead, she had flipped to the back of those papers to peruse the more scandalous ads. She’d close her eyes, invoke the fantasies to come alive, and masturbate to those mental pictures as a mere teenager—a horny one, at that. And no, she was not thinking of being told what to do by these women. She had imagined herself in their shoes, those thigh-high boots, driving her female victims crazy with lust. And she was getting off on their inconsolable craving for her dominance.

Britta grew heady just thinking about those teenage years. She’d never actualized those fantasies before. Had gone straight to college, stayed on the academic track, went on to get her masters in business administration. She’d only graduated about six months ago. She hadn’t ever made the time to look into the stuff, even if she did continue to revisit those fantasies during each session with her vibrator.

Besides, she was a dyke, who had crushed on many a straight girl in her sorority days. Had often fantasized about those girls in her dreams, how they’d take her strap-on and scream for more. Real dicks be damned. Who was this man to ask her about domination?

​“I don’t dig men,” Britta said flatly.
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The above excerpt is from The Miseducation 1, which is part of the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, when the lesbian female protagonist confers with the bisexual male protagonist who is in an M/M/M gay menage relationship.

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9/22/2016

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#MM - A Solo Quickie (18+)

9/15/2016

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​Clark cut the call and turned off his phone. He was already frustrated before the call. He hated how often he fell for these false alarms, and how aggravating they left him in desiring release. He kept hearing the sub, those sexy sounds, the ones that reminded him of Mariah. Squeezing his eyes shut, he saw the enchanting beauty's half-lidded blue eyes that one fateful afternoon long ago in her office with the Space Needle at her back. Gripping his cock, he played with himself until he came to the sweet melody of Mariah's ecstatic moans echoing in his head.
He growled in pleasure, his pent-up frustration released. Fucking hell. When would she come for him, come back to him?

After the last jets of cum subsided, he retrieved Mariah's handkerchief to wipe himself clean. No longer frustrated, his mind finally cleared and he thought of Tanner. A red observation band most likely meant the woman was new to the club and still checking it out. Had she been here before? Who checked her in? Who gave her an orientation or a tour? Did Tanner meet her?

​He washed his hands and unlocked the door. Only way to find out was to find Tanner...
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent III: The Mistress, when male protagonist takes a quick moment to meet his own needs.

While Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, you can find Purr Scent I: The Meeting as a complimentary read at most retail sites.

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New Release: The Brat with the Phoenix Tattoo by Lilah E. Noir

9/15/2016

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Release date: 29th August 2016

Genre: BDSM erotic romance

Author: Lilah E. Noir

Cover design: Lilah E. Noir

International Link: http://mybook.to/PhoenixTattooSummer

Blurb

Sage Phoenix has been the thorn in Paul Skyler’s side ever since their final night of high school. She was a bright spot of chaos in his cerebral world of logic and order. The manic pixie dream girl who drove him crazy and left him panting, seduced and longing for more of her spell. The only woman who ever saw him in his most naked and vulnerable state. For years Paul’s been dreaming of nothing but giving her a taste of her own poison. When he spots Sage behind the glass of her run down tattoo studio he knows he’d never get a better chance. His briefcase contains everything necessary to punish her, put her through her paces and keep her on the edge and at his mercy… just to humiliate her completely and leave her bound to her own tattoo chair. Little does he suspect that by the end of the night he’d be too addicted to their power exchange to walk away. Little does she know that by the end of the summer she’d be completely under his spell.

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About-The-Author

Lilah E. Noir is an author of dark erotic novels and stories with elements of taboo, seduction and different aspects of the BDSM spectrum. Her tales are focused on the intricate relationships between people and their rough yet always sensual encounters.

Lilah is an author of Stroker Ace, a menage novella that has been nominated for a Best BDSM Book of 2015 at the Menage category. At the beginning of the summer, Lilah released her debut full-length novel, Unorthodox Therapy, first part of a trilogy exploring the nature of addiction.

The Brat With The Phoenix Tattoo:Summer is part 1 of a four book series dedicated to the different seasons of a relationship between two polar opposite people brought together by their love of kink and power exchange.

When she doesn’t write Lilah enjoys creating covers for herself and other writers.

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Excerpt

I got up without saying another word and walked to her, holding my breath as I stared at her hypnotizing eyes. Sage looked confused and insecure at my sudden move, especially when I wrapped my fingers around her tender wrist and removed the glass from her fingers. She gasped and stared up at me with genuine shock. So I used the moment to stroke her hand and run my thumb down her bottom lip. Her pulse quickened and she swallowed while looking at me in the eyes like a deer in the headlights.

“I was sure you’d be more than excited at my ability to predict and assess risks,” I said in a teasing voice while caressing her chin. “I wish I had been savvier about all the risks involved the only time I tried being a betting man... with you.” Sage blinked for a moment and opened her mouth to let out a slight, purring groan so I opened her lips wider by using my thumb. I inclined further as if about to kiss her but stopped in the last minute with a cruel smirk. “You won’t need this. Also, why ice? I thought a hardcore chick like you wouldn’t take her whiskey on the rocks?”

The look on her face when I let go of her jaw and walked away was so damned precious it made my cock throb with excitement. Sage reached out to caress her lips, where my fingers have been laying just a minute ago, warming her up, feeling her blood rush. The knowledge I could have the same effect on her made me feel powerful and stripped me of all my earlier doubts and worries. She looked around nervously and brought her hand to her neck, at a loss of words.

I kept on circling around her chair, with my hands behind my back and kept watching her, as if she was a subject of an experiment. Her perky breasts heaved up and down rapidly while the woman was trying to regain composure.

“I… I was just being playful.”

“Well, we both know how much you love playing games, kitten.”

Sage frowned a little at that unexpected pet name. I had never used it with her before. As cheesy as it was it fit her very well. Finally, she uttered in a hesitant voice, still feeling up her bottom lip.

“I wasn’t trying to belittle your success but it was always clear to see you’d go far someday.” She kept staring at her boots. Her gaze fell on on the intricate buckles and Sage kept playing with them with shaking fingers. I’ve been watching her closely and didn’t fail to notice the reddening of her cheeks, the way her nipples hardened, how her posture changed. Her confidence was melting just like the ice in my water.

Sage had always been the type of girl in need of proper handling but I never thought she might be genuinely submissive.

“You seem to be doing pretty well for yourself too, Sage.” My voice was soft as I went behind her and ran my fingers through her hair. Watching her squirm under my light and seemingly innocent touch was so much fun. It was time to raise the stakes so I brushed my lips against her earlobe and whispered.

“Are all these designs yours?”

Sage gasped again and squeezed her hands in her lap as I kept tracing the front of her neck with fingers.

“No, Finley did at least half of what you are seeing.” Her back was stiff as I let my hand slowly run along the line of her spine, caressing her skin with small, feather-like movements. “My forte is the industrial tattoo design. These are some of my latest stuff.” She pointed at an abstract steampunk styled frame. It showed a tattoo design of a sleeve that consisted of elaborate clocks and gears. “I still have a long way to go but I’m getting better, and all my clients are coming back for more.”

“Then it's a good thing you didn’t give up on your cute little art hobby, isn’t it?” She tensed at these words and looked down with her eyes closed. That was more condescending than I planned it. Bruising her ego would make her more compliant but there was no need to hurt her feelings. “You were always talented.” I laid my hands on her shoulders and kissed her neck. Her shoulders trembled slightly, her breathing hitched and she squeezed her fists harder at my touch. Other than that Sage showed in no way my intrusion in her private space was unpleasant.

A depraved, dark part of me expected her to struggle, protest, cry, bite and scratch me, that I'd have my way with her whether she liked it or not. I hadn’t done anything drastic yet so there was always a chance for her to start fighting back if I went further. Still, I hoped those ugly, violent urges would remain unsatisfied. I wanted to walk out of that place cleansed, not feeling as a deranged rapist.

Besides, seeing Sage surrender herself and get down on her knees for me would be more arousing than the thought of fucking her against her will.

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9/13/2016

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New Release: Turpitude (A Harem Boy's Saga Book 4)

9/12/2016

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New Release!!!
A Harem Boy's Saga
A Memoir by Young
Book IV
'Turpitude'
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Turpitude is the fourth book to A Harem Boy’s Saga, a provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society through his UK boarding school. From there, he was spirited to the Middle East to attend the Bahriji (Oasis) School in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for Harem services for the wealthy elite.

It is also a love story between the young man, his ‘Big Brother,’ and his ‘Valet,’ who served as his chaperones and mentors.

This book follows the teenagers’ erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their fourth Arabian Household, the Assalamu Alaikum (Peace Be with You) Harem. There, they became confidants to a sheik, assistants to his numerous international ventures, especially that of a film production: “Kāmasūtra - Lover’s Tale.” The teenagers continue to apprentice and model in a controversial photography project, “Sacred Sex in Sacred Places.”

This story is an account of the author’s experiences. Through these truths, often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnation and negativity related to sexuality, love, and personal freedom.

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Young alias Bernard Foong is, first and foremost, a sensitivist. He finds nuance in everything. To experience the world he inhabits is an adventure which is mystical, childlike and refreshing. He has a rare ability to create beauty in a unique fashion. His palettes have been material, paint, words and human experiences. 
~By Christine Maynard 

(screenwriter and novelist)
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Watch Life on Maui with Steven Freid ~ Guest: Bernard Foong, Author



“Norway of Arabia”
“Sex is emotion in motion.”
Mae West

Our helicopter flew towards the picturesque Musandam Dibba Al Hisn, a hidden pene exclave that belonged to Sharjah but was located within the Sultanate of Oman (and which the Omanis referred to as the ‘Norway of Arabia’). I was awed by the imposing mountains and the rugged coastline that surrounded the fertile Gulf of Oman, where colorful marine life swam placidly within this aquamarine sanctuary.

     It was of little wonder that Fahrib chose this haven to dock his competitive vessel in readiness for his upcoming Acapulco race. His luxury sailboat was primed and ready for us when we arrived at the marina.

     In normal circumstances, Fahrib’s crew would be at the ready to set sail as soon as their commander-in-chief gave them a thumb up. In this instance, the crew members consisted of Jabril, Victor, Andy, me, and a handsome Arabian compadre of the sheik whom I had not met before. When our host introduced him as Tad, he said, “My sailing buddy here is a ‘gift from Allah.’”

     The man riposted jestingly. “Are you referring to yourself, Fahrib?” before he gave our captain a fraternal hug. The Arabs laughed at their insider’s joke while we looked on with befuddlement, though I would soon discover that this man was indeed a gift to any who had the opportunity to experience his sexual prowess.

     As I stood watching our attractive crew get the boat in motion, a sense of freedom overcame me. Suddenly, it dawned on me why my Master kept coming to the “Norway of Arabia” – not only to get away from his nagging wives, but most importantly, to disappear from the madding crowd and from his public identity.

     This narrow entryway that protrudes into the Strait of Hormuz and into the Persian Gulf from the Arabian Peninsula had given rise to a hidden paradise, a place for the unsolicitous to rediscover equilibrium within their harrowed souls. It was a safe haven for the next in line to the throne to set aside what was expected of him and to simply be a man whose carnal desire happens to be for his own sex. In us he’d found valiant camaraderie, a roborant masculinity as old as ancient Hellenism and as new as contemporary bromance.

     As soon as we were out of sight of dry land, Tad advocated we strip bare to enhance our seafaring experience. Jabril seconded his motion, followed by our commander-in-chief. We E.R.O.S. recruits had no qualms being naked, and neither did Victor, who was an ex Enlightened Royal Oracle Society member.

     As each of us revealed our nakedness, Sharjah’s cover-ups and pretexts seemed to tumble away. I felt liberated from society’s constraints as my last item of clothing was discarded.

     The sheik’s playful bon mot with his pal certainly proved true when he revealed all of himself. Tad’s and Fahrib’s imposing looks, combined with their formidable endowments, were impressive to behold. I couldn’t help but steal secret glances at their ‘Allah’s gifts to mankind.’ They were not just majestic in girth but resplendent in length, even when flaccid. Any hot-blooded male or female to witness such plumpness would undoubtedly deem my perception accurate. It was of little wonder our captain’s wives craved their husband’s attention.

     Comfortable in our skins, we cruised along the majestic mountains, the sweltering sun beating upon the fjords of Oman. The steamy crew had fuelled my heightened libido as my erection bobbed to the rhythmic motion of the rocking boat. We made no effort to hide our arousal as we worked tirelessly at our assigned chores.

     Captain Fahrib had assigned me as an assistant steerage to Tad, the red-hot Arabian helmsman. My job was to help him keep the boat’s wheel in check so wind wouldn’t steer the vessel off course. He said jokingly while studying a map, “Ready about… hard-a-lee?”

     I stared at him, befuddled. He laughed at my nautical ignorance.

     “What? What did you say?” I queried in all seriousness.

     He smiled wryly at my erection before answering, “Don’t be embarrassed by your excitement. We sailors are in tune with nature’s wonders.” He made no effort not to look at my length. He resumed, “Even though we take japes at nautical idioms when sailing in the buff.” He gave me a cursory look. 

     Up until this juncture, I’d had no idea that the helmsman was an accomplished member of the sheik’s sailing team, bound for the 1968 Summer Olympics, not to mention being a champion polo player and a titlist camel racer.

     I gave the man a comely smile before inquiring, “What’s hard-a-lee?”

     Instead of responding, he tapped my erection, which bounced uncontrollably. His hardness had grown during our flirtatious intercourse, its bulbaceous size stirring my concupiscence to flutter as his sturdy hand stroked me into a dizzying spell. He pulled me to him, French kissing me passionately. 

     Spellbound by his erotic expertise, I lost all sense of propriety. The feel of his bearded chin and hairy chest spawned my stiffness to drum incessantly against his furry torso.

     I had desired this sinewy helmsman from the moment we met. When he gave me the traditional nose-to-nose greeting, he’d stared at me unflinchingly. He had claimed my person with his assertive eyes then; now, thrills of chilling excitement coursed through my body as he cupped and squeezed my buttocks, teasing my tenderness with his manly hands. He inserted his fingers into my opening, claiming my cloven his.

     As we continued our alluring foreplay, the boat had drifted into an aquiline cove. It was then that I noticed my beloved Andy observing us by the doorway. My Valet gave me his approval to continue appeasing the beguiling athlete as he stared, mesmerized, at our erotic performance. He, like me, was entranced by Tad’s virility. He was witnessing a reflective manifestation of our intimate moments together in which I had surrendered myself fully to his maleness, as I did now to the helmsman.  

     My chaperone needed no invitation. He knelt to suckle our thumping palpitations simultaneously as we jabbed into his craving throat. This hallowed ecstasy intensified my hunger for both men. Just then, I felt a pair of hairy arms pinching my bristled nipples from behind. The sheik’s sultry lips caressed my tender neck, seducing me into his web of libidinous captivity. While his jouncing member knocked at my doorway to paradise, I couldn’t help but succumb to this jubilant exultation, when another stimulation seized my searing soul, propelling me into an inferno of pleasurable jouissance.

     Jabril’s epicurean tongue rimmed at my anal receptacle before jabbing into my tunnel of love with abandon. His commanding lividity drove my tilting pelvis to receive slivers of his dripping saliva. He was preparing me for the feast of the gods. And I was delighted to suffice.

     Much like my Valet relishing the helmsman’s mightiness, Victor devoured the captain’s prowess with avid ferocity. Spittle of beaming wetness coated their organs.

     Tad led me above deck while the men followed suit. Pulling me atop a comfortable mattress, I straddled the athlete with aplomb, kissing his succulent mouth with wanton fervency. Quivers of euphoric rhapsody surged through my body when his tumid avidity eased into my passageway of forbidden love. His bouncing gyrations commingled with my lustful kisses brought our hankering spirits into a unified entity. Just as this newfound vivacity took hold, I felt another force in my core. This elevated double entry catapulted me into an uncharted and blissful realm.

     The captain and the champion tantalized my tightness with symmetrical cadences as we tangoed to the rhythm of the lapping waves. Tad’s provocative expertise, coalescing with Fahrib’s rousing mastery, hurled my frenzied soul to an intensified crescendo of erotic gratification.

     Rainbows of aesthetic enthusiasm flashed before me as Andy and Victor mirrored one another as the Levantine lowered himself onto their throbbing hardness simultaneously. He was at once in agony and ecstasy before his misshapen expression transformed into gleeful entrancement. Heaving sighs of euphoric relief, he accommodated both obelisks with pride.

     It was within this circle of debauchery, we effectuated our erotic dance, answering only to the call of the wild. When our prurient desires took hold, we exchanged partners until we had our fill of proliferated succor.

     As I rode their ferocities with tumultuous savagery, fanatical flashes of electrifying potencies crashed within me, launching my deliverance over and above my partner’s head. The smashing waves of their burgeoning cogency coated my inner walls, stuffing my core to overflowing capacity.

     Before I could attain equilibrium, their relinquishing appetites had triggered another round of firing deposits - Tad’s unrelenting kisses brought on my second cumming while their stiffness continued to rock me into oblivion. Squirts of their molten love burst into the hub of my fervent mortality as I surrendered to this heavenly joyance with blissful contentment.

     While the helmsman and the captain took turns lapping up the brimming remnants they had lodged within my willing burrow, I swathed their leaking appendages with ardent gusto before sharing our fill in a three-way kiss.

     When I finally looked over at our adjoining trio, they too were apportioning their feed, as we had a moment ago.

     At last, we plunged into the cooling aqua, cleansing all traces of our man-to-man love before heading back whence we came.
A Harem Boy’s Saga: A Memoir by Young. 
A Harem Boy’s Saga series is published by Solstice Publishing and is available in print, audio and E-books internationally. 

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    #MM - Dreamy Wank (M/F)

    9/9/2016

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    ​As soon as Mariah hit the sack and closed her eyes, her mind’s eye drifted and recalled a certain someone she’d met that day. Suddenly, she knew the perfect way to get sated. And she set about to do it right.
    With one last-ditch surge of energy, Mariah burst out of bed to lock the door to her room even though she knew perfectly well that Annika was not the kind to bypass a knock on the door. Still, who wanted to explain to one’s mother about self-pleasure?

    Mariah stripped out of her nightgown, then took the vibrator out of her dresser and resettled on her mattress. All cozied up and naked under the covers, she sighed and sank deeper into the soft silky sheets. Completely relaxed, she closed her eyes and drew a deep calming breath. Not far from the fluttering of her eyelashes was the image of Mr. Dangerous in his dark suit.

    One hand traveled down the side of her cheek and grazed past her neck. Her lips parted in anticipation. Even her lower lips trembled. Her other hand grasped the wand and thrust the head along her outer thigh for a teasing rub up to the crest of her hip.

    Tell me you like this, fantasy Clark whispered in her ear. Tell me you want this.

    ​Yes, that sounded like the Clark she met today. He was the kind of person to exert his control like a gentleman. He appeared to be catering to her will but underneath that beguiling smile he had very bad intentions and enough sex appeal to derail her good sense.

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    The above excerpt is from Purr Scent 0: The Moment, when female executive Mariah Olsen sets herself up to release some major pent-up energies.

    Purr Scent 0: The Moment explores one bisexual female awakening to her sexuality and her chance encounter of an alpha male dominant in the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series.

    If you like stories about bisexual women, you may also enjoy Bi Girls Do It Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1).


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    #MM - Afire (M/M wolf shifters)

    9/1/2016

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    Holy shit.

    A wolf!

    Terror seized his heart. He was so dead. He didn’t leave a foster home only to land in some feral animal’s belly in a faraway unknown terrain. He wasn’t going to go down like this. He steadied his grip on his flashlight, his new weapon of choice. He didn’t know much about wolves but decided that he’d at least go down fighting.

    On pure instinct, Skid charged at the twelve o’clock—only to collide with a mass of fur that smacked the air right out of him before he landed flat on his back with a thud. The animal pinned his arms and legs to the ground, ready to tear him limb from limb. Worse, he could do nothing about it.

    “Who sent you?”

    Shocked speechless from the curt question only a breath away from his face, Skid could only gape at nothingness. His eyes hadn’t adjusted to the dark after his flashlight had flown out of his hands. He couldn’t see his attacker, but clearly his very human-sounding attacker could.

    “He’s a grey coat,” said Ten O’Clock.

    ​“Silence!” Twelve O’Clock roared before firing another query. “Did you start the fire, Human?”
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    The above excerpt is from Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack), when a coming-of-age runaway is confronted by Alpha.

    Skid: A Prequel (Black Storm Pack) is a prequel to the Black Storm Pack series.

    If you like stories about gay males, you may also enjoy Vaughn 1 (Man X Chronicles).

    Check out other Masturbation Monday posts.
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