Showing posts with label Erotica Fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erotica Fiction. Show all posts

Sunday, March 15, 2009

EMERALD ENVISAGE


Anthology features two stories from Alexis Anthony
The Jewel of Herculaneum - Alexis Anthony
A Jewel from the past comes to the present.
Lola - Alexi Anthony
A new twist to an old song.
Stone Cold Desire - Mark Alders
When true love is worth any price, even an eternity in stone.

Battle in the Bedchamber - Jojo Brown
Domination has purpose and winning this battle will leave a man dry.

A Living Forest - Paula Calloway
Immortality bargains with Death for love’s heart.

The Necklace - Kira Chase
Can a necklace change one's destiny? When Jordan finds a long lost necklace from her late grandmother, her life takes a new and unexpected turn.

Behind the Jade Tiger - Christie Gordon
What truth lies beneath a restless blanket of dreams?

Terra Form - Viola Grace
There is more than one way to give life.

Mystical Passions - Stephani Hecht
After a lifetime of being separated from her own kind, Korin encounters a handsome, mysterious male who holds the key to unlock her past and her passion.

Mystical Rapture - Stephani Hecht
Branded a traitor by elven brethren, Devin decided there is no such thing as a Happily Ever After, until he stumbles across a beautiful female who ignites an undeniable passion.

Phantom Persuasion - Celia Jade
Is there a connection between a string of mysterious letters in Brigit’s apartment and the sensual man paying her very erotic visits in her dreams?

The Pirate and the Mermaid - Marc Jarrod
The gift from the sea is more than what you see.

Banished - A.J. Llewellyn
Hawaiian kahuna Mahini is banished for violating huna law. Can he find a new life, even love on a remote volcanic island or only death?

Hula - A.J. Llewellyn
Is love really like a hula dance? Can Mingo McCloud win back his cheating lover Kaolin or have they made too many missteps?

Disciplining Baron - D.J. Manly
A little naughty is a lot of nice, but the question is just who is naughty and who is nice.

Green Eyes - D.J. Manly
The eyes tell all and then some because it’s all in the eyes.

A Stone’s Throw: Emma - C.R. Moss
Her friend gone, her grief strong, Emma enters a boutique to find comfort and gets a deal of a lifetime.

Perfect Vessel - Tierney O’Malley
Jade is at the end of her rope, but the only lifeline in sight is from Kyr, a handsome green alien offering a proposal so wicked and indecent it’s hard to ignore.

Clancy’s Irish Dream - Evelyn Star
Pistachio ice cream isn’t the only green thing in the freezer.

Department Nine - Jen Suits
Getting picked up can be a little more than expected.

Slave for Sex - Laura Tolomei
Rydan’s dead lover returns as a green faerie, seducing him into passionate sex and submission, but will he trust her enough to change his destiny?

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

THE ADVENTURES OF MAX DAILY

THE ADVENTURES OF MAX DAILY by Alex J. Alex

Max, a young hunk who has very little experience with women, gets out of the Marine Corps in 1968 and finds out his girlfriend has gotten married and moved away. He jumps in his old convertible and heads west to see the country. It seems that everywhere he goes he runs into fascinating--and sexy--women who fall all over him, from a ski bunny with two broken legs to a well-preserved bordello madam. From joining the mile High Club to starring in a triple-X movie, Max's sexual experiences are not only plentiful, but original and entertaining as well. Come along for the ride, and keep the top down.

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Excerpt:

Then, she appeared. She was carrying a large cloth bag.

“Oh, a red convertible.”

“Yeah. I just love to ride around with the top down.”

“How old is this car?” she asked as she ran her hand along the fender.

“It’s a 1954 Lincoln. It weighs about three tons and it’s faster than it looks.”

“Ooo, good. I like to go fast.” She hefted the bag. “Could I put this in the trunk?”

“Sure.” He opened the trunk and she threw the bag in. It looked like a laundry bag that Max had had when he was in the Marines.

“Dirty underwear?” he asked

She gave him a smoky look and leaned against him, putting her arm around him and tiptoeing up to whisper, “I don’t wear any underwear.” She squeezed his buttocks, then slapped his butt. “Let’s go,” she said with a laugh, and she skipped around to the passenger side and got in.

Max hadn’t seen many women where he had been stationed for the past year, especially round eyes. This hitchhiker was almost more than he knew what to do with. The girls he remembered from before he had enlisted certainly hadn’t been as forward as this. A lot must have changed since he had left for Okinawa in 1965. He knew that there was a lot of anti-war sentiment, and that there were folks called flower children whose slogan was “Make Love, Not War”. He was beginning to think that he was linking up with one of them, and wasn’t too sure how to take it.

He was proud of his service in Viet Nam. The few Vietnamese he had met had been friendly even though they were awfully poor. They seemed to be pretty much indifferent to the war, but they treated U.S. servicemen with respect and friendship. He had heard that it was different down South in the delta, but North of Hue there was a conventional war going on between the North Vietnamese army and the U.S. Third Marine Division.

He got in the car, pumped the gas pedal once, turned the key, and pressed the starter button. The big V-8 roared to life with a healthy rumble. He put it in Drive, released the brake, and headed out onto the highway. The four-speed hydramatic shifted flawlessly as the big Lincoln shot down the acceleration ramp and merged with the westbound traffic. What a beautiful day for a ride.

“I like this car,” said Anita, her hair streaming in the wind. “I might even get a little tan.”

“You don’t look like you’ve been in the sun very much yet this summer.”

“You don’t get much sun in The Village.”

“The Village?”

“Greenwich Village. In New York.”

“Oh. Are you a Beatnik?”

“Sort of. They call us Hippies now.”

“I was a Beatnik for a while, before I joined the Corps. I still carry around a copy of On The Road by Jack Kerouak. I even took it to Viet Nam with me. It’s in the glove compartment.”

“Were you a Marine?” she asked with a wide-eyed expression on her face. “You do look like you could be a killer. I don’t think much of the war. I don’t think much of anybody killing anyone else.”

“Listen, my old neighborhood in Newark is a lot more dangerous than Viet Nam was. I had a nice safe bunker to live in over there. At home, you never know who might shoot you or stab you in the alley and there seems to be more dope on the streets than I ever saw in Viet Nam.”

Neither of them spoke for a moment.

“Who cares? Let’s just live for the moment. I don’t care who you are or what you did. I just want to snuggle up to you.”

With that, she slid across the bench seat and leaned against him. Max put his arm around her.
She was warm and soft. She licked his neck.

“What was that for?”

“Did you like it?”

He looked down at her and grinned. She snuggled closer. Then she took his right hand, slipped it under her arm and placed it on her breast. Max could tell that she hadn’t been lying about not wearing underwear--at least she apparently wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipple was hard.

“How long has it been since you had a woman?”

THE HOMECOMING: FIRST CONTACT

THE HOMECOMING - FIRST CONTACT by Alex J. Alex

The muscular creatures have absolutely no hair – anywhere on their marvelous bodies, not even eyebrows. They live most of their lives in free fall and have learned that frequent sex with multiple partners is good for the body as well as the mind. Bill Thomas is immersed in this culture and discovers that women who are hundreds of thousands of years old can be sexy and hard to keep up with. Will 3, his alien companion, ever understand the notion of love, or a monogamous relationship…?

Terrorists and dangerous aliens surround Bill and his sexy, alien companions as they learn about each other's culture. Join him as he represents contemporary Earth surrounded by gorgeous, horny, alien women in this exciting Science Fiction thriller.

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Excerpt:


I opened the hatch.

The creatures hovering just outside the hatch, two males and two females, did appear to be human, just like us, except they were all bald. They had absolutely no hair. Even the females had no hair. And I mean they really had no hair at all. No pubic hair or body hair, not even eyebrows as far as I could tell. It was very curious. Here we were confronted by these exceptionally beautiful hairless creatures, each of whom could have been a model for a statue in the Greek pantheon of gods and goddesses.

On the one hand, we were all somewhat frightened and anxious about our situation. On the other hand, it was difficult to ignore feelings of sexual arousal. I mean these creatures looked good. They all appeared to have a deep bronze complexion. They might have had a fair skin to begin with, but they were deeply tanned. They were all very muscular and obviously in excellent condition. One thing about weightlessness, breasts and buttocks don't sag when there is no gravity so they all looked even better--and sexier--than they would have under normal circumstances on Earth.

They motioned us out. We were all fairly clumsy, but eventually we were all floating outside the hatch feeling self-conscious and trying not to stare at our captors. Nobody said anything, but there was no doubt that we could do nothing but comply with them.

Abruptly, one of the female creatures gave a flick of her cape and darted away. That's when I realized what the capes were for. She used it the way a bird would use a wing. It wasn't very large but apparently, in skilled hands, it could be very effective for moving about in free fall. I can't help saying that she looked incredibly sexy as she maneuvered her body this way and that.

The other creatures motioned us to join her out in mid-air.

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THE EARTHLIGHT HONEYMOON SUITE

THE EARTHLIGHT HONEYMOON SUITE by Alexis Anthony
 
Lisa and Steve Jackson have never had a proper honeymoon. Lisa enters a contest for a fabulous second honeymoon – and wins the grand prize! The Stiff and Slippery Pharmaceutical Company sends them on an all expense paid trip to the fabulous Earthlight Space Station. All they have to do is agree to use the company's newest aphrodisiac...

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Excerpt:

"Well I'll be damned," said Steve. "It looks legit. But what's this about Stiff & Slippery. Isn't that the company that sells all that aphrodisiac stuff? We don't need any of that crap, do we?"

Lisa lowered her eyes. She rubbed her arms. Then she looked up at Steve with a smile. "They have a new product that is supposed to allow a person to keep going almost forever. I agreed to try it when I entered the contest."

Steve glared at her.

"It works on women, too, you know. The way it works on us is, well, it's supposed to prolong and intensify all our orgasms while making our bodies more sensitive, so we have more of them. Essentially, it's supposed to increase desire as well as satisfaction in a woman."

Steve didn't say anything, but the unasked question, 'What's in it for me?', hung in the air between them.

She looked at him demurely, with a hint of a smile on her lips. "You'll be able to keep your erection indefinitely. You'll never go limp. You can come, over and over again, and just keep going - maybe for the whole week."

JANET'S BAD DAY

JANET'S BAD DAY by Alex J Alex

Janet has a bad experience with her boss, a revolting person, while fantasizing about the characters in a book she has been reading. He asks her for sex the next day in the office and fires her when she refuses. She is car-jacked and snaps, getting the gun away from her attacker. She gets the attention of a policeman by speeding past him and tries to get his help, but she drops the car-jacker’s gun, reaches for it, and the policeman shoots her.

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Excerpt:
Janet was a nice girl. She wasn't particularly smart, or pretty, or good at anything, but she was nice. She worked as a secretary at a small office in a large city. She lived alone with her cat, her bird, and a tank of tropical fish. She hadn't had a date in months and felt inadequate.

She had gone to see the Gypsy. The colorful woman always seemed to be laughing at something. But she hadn't laughed last night. She had gotten serious when she dealt out the Tarot cards and scanned them.

"This is bad," she said. "Very bad. Very bad."

"But there are none of the bad cards showing," said Janet.

"Oh," said the Gypsy, "that's true. None of the really bad cards are here, tonight. But this one here… this one worries me. And it seems to be in a dominant position."

The Gypsy pointed to a card right in front of Janet. It was only the Five of Pentacles.

"What's so bad about that card?" asked Janet.

"It portends bad things," said the Gypsy. "Bad things. Bad things will happen to you. Soon. Really soon. Maybe even tonight. Or perhaps tomorrow. But bad things will happen in your life."

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DIANA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY

DIANA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY by Alex J. Alex

Four childhood friends lose their innocence when one of them calls up a demon who strips away their inhibitions. Joan and Susan give Diana her birthday wish, a game of strip poker including their friend Billy. The game is enhanced by Pantallas, a quirky demoness conjured up by Susan, who is most interested in their good time.

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Excerpt:

“Joan, there’s something peculiar about this card. I get a tingling sensation every time I touch it.”

“Hmm. Let me see it.”

Billy handed it to her.

“That’s odd,” she said.

“Here,” said Billy, “Let me show you something.”

He took the card and slipped it into the front of Joan’s shorts.

“Oh, Billy,” she said. He had rarely done anything like that before.

“Just leave it there for a while,” he said.

They walked a little further.

“I’ve got a strange feeling in my pants,” said Joan.

“I did too,” said Billy.

“It makes me want to kiss you and make out with you,” she giggled.

“Me too,” said Billy.

“I’ll bet Susan is behind this, or Diana.”

“You think so?”

“You know we’re all witches, don’t you? Or at least we’re trying to be.”

“Oh, yeah, you’ve told me all that stuff before.”