Wednesday, 23 July 2014


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“Are you hungry?” He asked because her belly growled loudly enough to attract pirates on the mainland.
“A little.” She licked her lips. “But I’m really thirsty.”
He pulled out the straw of his CamelBak and leaned forward, holding it to her lips. He should have shuttled off all his gear and just handed the damn thing to her because when she leaned in close and he got a whiff of her, he nearly passed out. You would think a woman who had been held prisoner by filthy pirates for nearly a week would smell bad. She did not. She smelled like heaven. There was a light musky odor of sweat—it was hot in the tropics—but it twined with something that was essentially female.
He’d never felt such hunger. It screamed through his soul.
And, on top of that, their faces were close. And she was sucking on the nozzle. And fuck. He was a warrior. A trained weapon. On a mission.
This was no time for a hard on.
But he was hard. Damn hard.
Her lashes flickered as she glanced up at him; she moaned as she swallowed. A shiver walked down his spine. Walked right down his spine and coiled in his balls.
When she sat back with a sigh, he put the nozzle to his lips as well. Not because he was particularly thirsty, but because he wanted a taste of her mouth, while it was still fresh.
What he really wanted was to kiss her. But she was the senator’s daughter and he was a grunt. That wasn’t going to happen. It couldn’t.
“Did…did you say something about food?” Damn lashes. Fluttering again. He had the urge to grab his Gerber and snip them off.
He pulled an MRE from a pocket on his left leg, read the label, and grimaced. He hated the meatloaf. He should have paid more attention when he prepped his gear. He had more in his pack, but this would do for now. “I have this.”
Her nose wrinkled as she studied the silver foil.
Yeah. Wait ’til she got a taste. He ripped open the packet, broke off a piece, and handed it to her. It was messy, because of the gravy, but he didn’t want to unload everything to find an implement. They needed to eat and go.
She took a bite. Her eyes widened. “Yuuum,” she said in an unconvincing tone.
It was all he could do to hold back his laugh.
“What…” She swallowed heavily. “What is this?”
“An MRE.”
“What does that stand for?”
His lips quirked. “Meals Rarely Edible.”
Her brow wrinkled, and then she laughed.
And ah, what a laugh. A melodic trill. Some kind of sound he figured you might hear in heaven.
“Do you eat these often?”
“Not if I can help it.” He shoved a chunk in his mouth and fired it back. “But we have a long way to go today, and these have a lot of calories.”
She froze, a niblette of mystery meat halfway to her mouth. “How-how many calories?”
“About twelve hundred a meal.”
She gaped at him. “Twelve hundred?” She glared at the meatloaf as though it were made of turds. Then again, it might have been. “And you gave it to me? To eat?”
“Yeah. You’ll need it.”
“Why didn’t you warn me?” She smacked him. It was like being batted by a kitten. “Twelve hundred calories is my whole day!”
He grinned. He could burn that much with a good fart. “Perfect. It’s probably all you’ll get. Eat up.”
“For twelve hundred calories, I could have eaten a cheesecake.”
He looked around for the cheesecake.
She shoved her tiny chunk of meatloaf at him. “Here, you eat it.”
He pushed it back. “You eat it. We have a lot of ground to cover today.”
“We do?” She tipped her head to the side. “Where are we going?”
“There’s an island to the south.” He grabbed a stick and sketched out a quick map. “We’re here. At the north end of this island. And the secondary extraction point is here.”
Her throat worked. “How will we get to the other island?”
She paled. “I-I can’t swim.”
It was probably rude to stare. But really? She couldn’t swim? Who couldn’t swim? “You never wanted to learn?”
“Oh, I wanted to.” She sighed. “My mother was afraid I would drown.”
“Not drowning is kind of the point of swimming.”
“She wanted to keep me safe.” He didn’t miss the exasperation in her tone. “I didn’t get to do a lot of things. Which is probably why— And wouldn’t you know it? The first time?” She gazed at him as though she’d finished a sentence. As though he’d understood a bit of what she’d said.
“Well, don’t worry. We’ll get you home safe. And then everything will be just the way it was before.”
Her sudden frown mystified him.

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Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Love Out Of Lust

Story written by: Ray Sostre
Edited by: Elicia Stoll

AfterDark Press 2013, 2014

Daryl and Marisol grew up together as best friends and now live together as roommates. The two suffered losses in their lives; Daryl went through a sad divorce, while Marisol lost her brother and Mother in the same year, and gone through a relationship issue with her ex-boyfriend Jose.

When Marisol talks out her problems with Daryl, she not only shares a drink with him, but her most intimate secrets with Daryl, leading to a sexual encounter at home.

When the two realize what they’ve done, they take precautions with their friendships, hoping not to hurt one another, but their lustful passions soon turn into love, and both Daryl and Marisol discover a purpose for each other.

Excerpt to Love Out Of Lust – Part One
Daryl couldn’t think of what else to say, except he was flattered she had lustful thoughts of him. When he masturbated to her, he was listening to her erotic sounds behind closed doors, but what was on her mind when she was masturbating to him?
 “Can I make a confession? The first time I masturbated to you was when I was young. I saw you naked, taking a shower, when I, and a few other girls, snuck into the men’s locker room to watch you all shower.  There you were. I saw you. For some reason, I wanted to watch you shower all day long; too bad one of the guys caught us.”
He couldn’t respond, but her confessions were turning him on. His hardness was beginning to bulge out from under his sweatpants. He was stiffer than ever hearing her lustful thoughts.
She noticed his expression and laughed. “Don’t be so shy. I mean, say something!”
He gave her his most wanton look. “I honestly don’t know whether I should feel turned on or change the subject.”
“To be honest with you, I’m really turned on just thinking about it.”

Excerpt to Love Out Of Lust – Part Two

Marisol and Daryl pulled back and gazed at each other. The gaze might’ve been brief, but it felt long. He noticed her wanton look like never before. Something was sparking between them, and he needed to break this lustful spell.
“Marisol, do you want some coffee?”
She quickly snapped out of it. “Uh... yeah.” They broke free from each other and she went into the pantry to get a can of ground coffee. “What are you doing today?”
“I don’t know. I was thinking about going somewhere. Get out and cool off.” He realized what he said and quickly changed his words. “I mean, go out somewhere and clear my mind.” He asked, “What about you?”
“I was thinking that too, but I don’t feel like going anywhere.” She offered, “You want me to make the coffee?”
“Sure. I’ll go and take a shower while you’re making the coffee.”
“Okay.” She glanced down. He knew where she was looking – his hard-on. He was so hard thinking about her and hugging her, he didn’t expect her to notice, but she did; too late. “I’ll have it ready when you get out.”
He walked away, thinking how much he wanted her. How much he wanted to disrobe her, place her on the counter and pound her again. The way she’d hugged him left him wanting her so badly. He knew this was going to be a difficult weekend; thinking of sex but not having sex. Yet Daryl felt whatever was between them wasn’t over.

Excerpt to Love Out Of Lust – Part Three

He hummed with the wonderful thought of having a delicious home cooked dinner with Marisol. However, he’d never expected to see Marisol’s ex-boyfriend, Jose, waiting for him outside of the Spanish grocery store, along with two of his buddies.
“Yo, Daryl.” Jose, a young, short, light-skinned Hispanic kid in a blue winter jacket and wearing an LA Dodgers baseball cap, approached him with a macho stance. “I want to talk to you.”
Daryl was in no mood for his bullshit. He shook his head, annoyed, “What do you want, Jose? I ain’t got time for this.”
Jose stepped up to him. “What were you doing with my girl at the laundromat?”
Daryl froze. He wondered what else Jose knew. Yet, he wasn’t going to back down; Marisol broke up with him. Apparently Jose didn’t take the message very well.
“Your girl?” Daryl asked. “She broke up with you.”

Excerpt to Love Out Of Lust – Part Four

She curled her fist around Daryl’s coat and pulled him closer to kiss him. Daryl loved the way she kissed him. It was so lustful. Daryl couldn’t recall the last time they’d ever kissed like that, but he didn’t’ mind; he felt himself growing hard beneath his pants.
His temperature rose quickly, warming him from the cold outside. He felt so warm; he could feel sweat building under his clothes. Her kisses were so satisfying. Daryl pressed his tongue farther into her mouth to match her swirls. In return, Marisol pressed her tongue deeper.
When they finally broke away from the kiss, Daryl inhaled the pheromones caused by her kiss. “Whew, it’s getting hot in here!”
“I know.” She quickly fanned her face. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
He didn’t need a clue for what she meant. He quickly followed when she walked away. He noticed something that really caught his attention – the bottom of her bare ass under her sweater. Daryl had a devilish urge to smack her ass as she walked away.
“I love that sexy ass.”
“Well, you’re gonna love more than that. I’ve done something very special for you.”
She gave her most wicked grin as she lifted her sweater, exposing her now clean shaven mound. It made Daryl’s eyes bulge with wonder. Daryl had never seen Marisol shaved down there before. Her exclusive appearance gave him renewed incentive to get out of his clothes and explore every inch of Marisol’s body.  

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Ray Sostre was born in New York, raised throughout the east coast (New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania) for much of his life, until he moved to Nevada in 2005. His passion to write erotica happened by accident in the summer of 2010, but since then he’s been writing stories (m/f contemporary, lesbian, and ménage). At that same year, he established a website, specifically for erotic authors -- AfterDark Online, giving a voice for authors of erotica and erotic romance to be heard. He lives with his longtime girlfriend of nearly ten years, and is an avid listener of electronica, hip hop, and R&B.

Ray jokes, “I’m always looking for writing material.”

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Thursday, 27 February 2014


Jimmy Thomas © RNC

Writing has stalled for a while until I get back on track.  So many life distractions at the moment but I haven't forgotten about my characters. Antonio, Evie and Matteo will come back hotter than ever. 

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

A Post by Chloe Thurlow

What Women Want in Bed most men just don't know. Now find out.

Men think foreplay is like football, the quicker they pop one in the goal the better. It’s not like that for women. What women want is afterplay.

Saturday, 16 November 2013


Short excerpt from my WIP - Evie’s Pleasure


Finally, Antonio let her go and pushed her slowly down his torso.  She met his gaze and shivered at the intensity of his stare.

“Evie.  Bella. You taste amazing.  Now I want to feel you.”

His cock was hard against her thigh and she manoeuvred herself onto him.

He took a long rasping breath and she smiled.  It was her turn to tease and torture.

She began to ride him.  Slowly.  Rhythmically.  Taking as much pleasure as she was giving.

His hands reached up and caressed her breasts.  Her nipples tightened and he pinched the tips.  A sharp tingle raced into her pussy. 

She increased her rhythm.  Plunging herself onto his stiff cock.  Each thrust more powerful than the last, driving her on.

Antonio groaned and made her more aware of her actions.  She took a breath and slowed the tempo.  She didn’t want it to end too soon.

His sultry gaze revealed his desire and she smiled.  She moved her mouth to his and kissed him.  His hot tongue wrapped hungrily around hers, drawing her into his burning need. 

Her body heated.  His kiss accelerated her fervour.  And his.

He caressed her curves.  His hands like fire.

She pulled back.  She was in charge here.

He took a breath and she lifted her chin.  She began her slow rhythm once more but increased the pace slightly with each plunge.

Antonio lifted his hips to meet every thrust with his own. 

She shook her head in acceptance and met him thrust for thrust.  Harder.  Faster.  Hotter.

Sweat appeared on his brow and he moaned.  She had him.

She ground herself onto him, taking him deeper.  Time after time.  Thrust after thrust.  She was so close.

“Evie!”  Antonio grabbed her hips, plunged hard into her repeatedly until he shuddered with climax. 

His every convulsion sent sparks flying and licked at her incessantly until an orgasm burst into flames within her.  

Thursday, 10 October 2013

Afternoon Delight

More from my WIP - Evie’s Pleasure


The cool air touched her skin sending shivers up her spine.  Antonio watched as she undressed.  When she was naked he pulled her into his arms.  His hard body was pressed against her.

“Evie, you make me crazy,” he whispered, and kissed her.  His mouth was hot and their tongues collided.   She could taste his desire. 

His hands roamed over her.  His touch was firm and explored her sensitive skin.  The throbbing between her legs intensified.  

As if sensing her need, Antonio’s mouth released hers.  He took her hand and led her to a corner of the room.  A day-bed stood ready and waiting. 

She didn’t want to think too much about the convenience of it so kept her gaze on him.

Antonio let her hand go and lay on the bed.  She waited for his instruction.

“Come here, Evie.  I want to taste you.” 

She moved closer.  Her pussy pulsated.

“Bring that sweet pussy to me,” he commanded.

She took a breath and straddled him, moving closer and closer to his full sensuous mouth.

He grasped her hips and helped her along until her pussy was directly over him.  His hot breath scorched her pussy lips before he made contact.  And when finally his mouth met her aching wet sex, she groaned her pleasure.

He licked around her swollen lips, dipped inside her pussy, and then curled his tongue around her throbbing clit.

Sparks grazed her tender skin. 

Antonio explored every crease, every fold until she was half-crazed.  She couldn’t speak, all she could do was moan.

Once again, he manoeuvred his tongue over her clit.  His strokes were harder, more fervent, and she danced in rhythm over him. 

She moved her hands to her breasts and pinched her nipples, sending an electric current straight to her pussy.

She trembled.  She was going to come.

Antonio held her hips tighter and sucked and licked her clit without mercy until the orgasm tore through her.  

She screamed as wave after wave of explosive energy ripped through her being.

Antonio didn’t back off and she tried with all her might to get away from his blistering mouth but he held her firmly over him.  Each stroke was like fire.  Burning, agonizing.

Every touch of his tongue sent convulsions tearing through her body.  She couldn’t breathe.

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Saturday, 31 August 2013

Welcome Author Virginnia De Parte

Virginnia De Parte writes futuristic fiction, spiced with romance and adventure. She has three romances published as e-books and the fourth in the series about the genetically-altered Corban family is called ‘A Stellar Affair’ and is due for release in August/September. These are published by Secret Cravings Publishing.

 Her other love is writing poetry and she is published in this genre as well, both on line and in hard copy. She has an erotic piece called ‘Memoirs of Lady Montrose’ just released with Total-e-Bound.

A love words, and changing the way they are arranged, drives her writing. She endeavours to insert poetic prose into her fiction.  Setting her stories in the future allows her imagination to run riot and she waits for the world to catch up with her inventions, instead of having her work dated by the constant, present-day advances made in technology.

Virginnia belongs to writing groups and on-line critique lists, all of whom help to keep her on-track and well edited.

She lives in the aptly named Bay of Plenty, New Zealand, a land of beautiful scenery, four million people and a number of hobbits.

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Memoirs of Lady Montrose


Lady Helen attends a Brighton Establishment to be sexually satisfied by their staff. Her husband Henry pays for this arrangement and together they relive the descriptions of her experiences there.   

This idyllic arrangement falls apart when Christopher Mortlock, from Brighton, recognises Lady Helen in London and endeavours to blackmail her. He is unaware of Lord Henry’s involvement and Mortlock’s blackmail plot is turned around to the benefit of all three of them. 

Mortlock agrees to a new arrangement to satisfy Lady Helen’s sexual needs and is inventive and athletic in his labours as their gardener and employee; until the day he introduces her to ‘Fairy Dust.’ Lord Henry’s wrath descends to save Lady Helen from addiction and punish Mortlock for his audacity.

A sexual romp that will titillate your senses as much as it delights Lady Montrose!


‘Christopher Mortlock – gardener extraordinaire.’
Everything you’d want from your gardener – and more, much more.  Hedges trimmed and cravings tended with expert care and consideration.

Short Summary of Story
Christopher Mortlock is more than your average gardener. Born in the Welsh valleys, he works in Brighton, sexually satisfying ladies in need. He recognises Lady Montrose when out one evening in London and endeavours to blackmail her. Lord Montrose turns Mortlock’s blackmail attempt into a job offer and one day a week Mortlock cares for their garden and satisfies Lady Helen’s extra needs.
All is well until the day Mortlock exceeds his brief and faces the ire of Lord Montrose. Lady Montrose leaves for Scotland and Lord Montrose reins Mortlock in. A brief time in jail and Mortlock is “banished to the colonies” leaving behind more germinating than just the seeds in the garden.


His message, left on a nail in the garden shed last Thursday, had read ‘Hide and Seek’. He’d given her a week to think of a hiding place.  She checked the time, stripped off her clothes, sprayed on some perfume and ran to the library. Her bare feet made no sound on the carpet. Behind the long velvet drapes in the library seemed the best solution and that’s where she now stood, on a stool to keep her toes from peeping out. Wrapped close around her the drapes kept her warm, until found.  Just thinking about it raised her excitement and her sex thrummed its anticipation.  The hall chime ten o’clock.  Time for the game to begin.
Mortlock’s footsteps thumped and his murmurings grew to sound very cross as he hunted without success.  Today he’d searched the library and in his hurry he’d missed her. He’d come so close the drapes had swayed. She’d suppressed a shiver and her nipples had hardened, brushed by the velvet.  Now his heavy tread moved around upstairs as he looked, before he pounded down the staircase. The door of the billiard room thudded as it hit the wall.  Moments later the library door opened, its familiar creak giving away his progress into the carpeted room.
Their love sessions were usually enacted in near silence, a hangover from Brighton more than a lack of something to say, but today he groaned, presumably with frustration but possibly, she hoped, with lust. 
 He began his second search of the room beginning on the opposite wall. She heard him opening the cupboards, shifting the couch away from the window wall, swishing the curtains. Her skin tingled, her sex heated and her muscles tightened low in her belly. The thrill of knowing he would find her at any moment made her legs weaken and with a swish the curtain yanked back.  She stood revealed, shivering in the draught, her buttocks tense, her feet barely holding her on the low stool.
Her erect nipples ached, her flesh tingled with goose bumps and a giggle of delight escaped her as he stared, his gaze raking her from top to toe.
“At last.”
 She stretched her arms up high to relieve their tension from being still for long minutes. Excitement bubbled and fizzed within her. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her against his bare chest. His exertions had given him a sheen of perspiration. She toppled as the stool tipped. He righted her while he sucked and nipped her breasts. He slid his other hand between her thighs.  Hiding for so long had wound her like a coiled spring. She yelped in surprise . He released her and as the stool tipped once more he wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her steady.
“Minx.” He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder so her breasts rested on his back and her arse received a swift spank.
He marched with her, out of the library, and down the passage to the billiard room.  With care, he placed her on the billiard table, already covered with an eiderdown from one of the guest rooms upstairs.
He’d been busy while he’d been searching. Without a word he leapt onto the table and spread her legs apart. Kneeling between her thighs he trailed his tongue in circles over her belly, up to her breasts where he circled and licked till she made protesting whimpers. 
Desire surged through her limbs dampening her thighs and she moaned with frustration. With a sudden grab he lifted her hips and flipped her over.  Her arms flailed to catch up.  He pulled her rump, raising it and in response she knelt resting on her hands. Without pause he rammed his cock into her and pumped. She lowered herself onto her elbows. He held her fast at the hips pulling her back towards his body with every thrust, his strength such to render her helpless, yet sweetly so. She was possessed by male desire -  and she loved his energy. She closed her eyes and wished it was Henry making love to her at this moment.  Her sadness was overwhelmed by her body’s response.
Her clit rejoiced in being bumped by his balls with each thrust.  She shifted her weight and stretched under her belly to reach back and grab them.  They nestled in her hand and each time he reared back, she pulled them forwards across her hot wet sex.  They stretched and he moaned, thrusting faster. Her tight grip obviously excited him. She squeezed and rolled his balls harder in response, until they shared a mutual explosion of heat.  She enjoyed the sweeping sensation of the climax that rose from her clit, soared up her spine to her head and retreated slowly down again. Her limbs weakened and she folded to the quilt, taking him down with her. She rolled onto her back.
“Did I move to fast then, and hurt you?”
“Not likely. Look.” He crawled up, his knees on each side of her and displayed his cock, still stretched out hard and erect from his crotch, pointing towards his navel, his balls swinging with the movement.  A triumphant smile lit his face.
“More?” he asked and she reached up and wrapped her hands around his shaft and sac, feeling his balls tighten and rise in anticipation. He lowered his cock to her face, but she turned her head away.
“Not today thank you.”  Always polite, she smiled.
 “Well I guess I’d better get back to the garden.”  He jumped off the billiard table and she was glad Henry didn’t know they had romped on his sacred green baize. 
“A moment, Mortlock.” She rolled on to her side, and propped her head on her hand. “My husband will be joining us next Thursday.” His face adopted a mask of servility, but not before she’d notice the flash of surprise.
“Ah, a ménage a trois. Very well m’lady.  Until then.” He tugged his forelock and she recognised an air of arrogance behind the gesture. There was nothing servile about Mortlock at all. How he loved to play-act.
Left with the job of taking the eiderdown back she wrapped it around her shoulders.  A chill brushed her naked body as the heat of her orgasm faded and covered in the feather-downed quilt she climbed the stairs.
Standing under a hot shower in her en-suite, luxuriating in the flow of the water over her back and buttocks she pictured Matlock showering in his rather grand garden shed. In her mind his hands were covered in bubbles as he stroked his appendage. Such a satisfying piece of equipment she thought, a chuckle rising in her throat. 
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