Essence.com Selects Can't Help as a Hot Summer Read

Monday, December 6, 2010

Check Out Urban Review's Five Star Review

Urban Reviews on Amazon.com  FIVE STARS

Can't Help the Way That I Feel is a steamy collection of erotic stories by some known and unknown African American authors. All of the stories in this book are tantalizing, but there are a few that stand out. In Tandem by The Big Bamboo, a woman gets the birthday massage of her life by two sexy masseuses. Bubble Music shows us what happens when a woman creates her own masterpiece at an erotic art party. What Would Quincy Do by Elle features a woman who is urged by her girlfriends to explore her sensual side. The Shadow of the Midnight Train by Cynnamon Foster features a college teacher who wants to share more than poetry with a visiting poet. Party of Four by Black introduces us to two couples who have an explosive reunion. Velvet takes us on a day long rendezvous with A One-Day Lust Affair.

Can't Help the Way That I Feel is an excellent array of erotic stories. Each story is unique and makes you wonder when will these authors come out with a full length novel of their own. From mild to the extremely hot, there is something for everyone in this book. Lori Bryant Woolridge even included some story starters so the readers can use their own imagination to create their own stories. Can't Help the Way That I Feel is the best erotica collection since Erotique Noire: Black Erotica.

Reviewed by Radiah Hubbert of Urban Reviews

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Pre-order Author Elle's New Book


You met Elle in the pages of Can't Help The Way That I Feel (What Would Quincy Do?), and now the first book of her much anticipated Elle Series is available for pre-order.  The three novels in the Elle Series are written for women of a certain age who want to see themselves between the covers in stories that are age appropriate and as hot and sexy as they are!  Visit her blog at  Ellerotica.blogspot.com and follower her on Twitter @ellerotica

The I.O.U.

At forty-two, Lena Macy is standing at major a crossroads in her life. She’s been married and divorced, and has a wisdom about sex that didn’t existed in her younger years.  She’s reached a place where her sexual fantasies don’t match her passionate realities.  Lena finds herself scratching her head and wondering, “is this all there is?”
Now, while fighting the fiercest professional battle of her career, she also finds herself in the midst of discovering her sexual self. Losing one bet to a sexy stranger has left her happily caught up in a web of lust and love, sex and seduction.  Lines drawn in the sand of her good girl upbringing have now been crossed, and Lena must determine how far is too far.
The I.O.U. is a true coming of age story.  It’s one woman’s sexual awakening deliciously played out on the page for you enjoy and use as a catalyst to explore the passionate side of your life.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

When You Can't Help The Way That You Feel

I just love when the interviewer is smart, inquisitive and fair.  Here's my latest interview about Can't Help the Way That I Feel and Stiletto U on Examiner.com.  Enjoy!

Sunday, September 26, 2010

In the Flesh Reading at The Happy Ending Lounge

                                                                                                            

So, three beautiful women walked into the Happy Ending Lounge in New York City and delivered as advertised!  Contributing authors Sasha James (Translation Sensation) and Erika Kendrick (The Accidental Escort) came in turning heads and after their readings, left the audience breathless and wanting more.  So much talent in such beautiful packages!

Sasha and Erika joined me for Virgin Night (who says you can't go back!) at the In The Flesh Reading Series.  We each read from Can't Help The Way That I Feel, and I am not exaggerating when I say that we turned the mother out!  More than a reading, each put on a show, turning their well written words into spoken word performances.  So  much so, we're talking about taking the show on the road. 

Stay tuned!

Monday, September 13, 2010

New Erotic Novel by Cynnamon Foster



New work that you won't want to miss by Cynnamon Foster, author of In the Shadow of the Midnight Train.

Southern Comfort

"Entertaining and erotic, Cynnamon Foster certainly knows how to turn suspense into something hot and spicy!"
- Lori Bryant-Woolridge, editor, Can't Help The Way That I Feel
"Cynnamon Foster's "Southern Comfort" paves the way for Stiletto Press's promise of Steamy, Sexy Stories!"
- PageTurner.net
Desiree Compton is ready to end her sexual drought, and she finds the right candidate in sexy, Sam Comfort, the mysterious guy from the mailroom with the charming southern drawl. Sam seems to be just what she needs to distract herself from memory of her ex. She attracts his attention with a few candles, incense and a lot of help from her best friend Seria, who seems to have all the answers where men are concerned. Seria is a hot tamale who is sexually liberated and free and thinks she has men wrapped around her finger, until she finds herself entangled in a web of espionage, drama and sex that is too hot, even for her, and the keeper of a secret that might just devastate the fragile Desiree and ruin their friendship forever.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Upcoming Readings and Temptation Parties

August 6- 12:00-2:00 PM  Black Caucus of the American Library Association
                Sheraton Hotel, Birmingham, AL
                Guest Author:  BLACK!

August 8- 3:00-5:00 PM  Dare to Be Tempted Workshop and Tasting
                Fleming's Steakhouse, Old Perimeter Road, Atlanta, GA
                $20 pp, includes book, appetizers plus $25 gift certificate to Fleming's

August 9- 7:00 pm  Atlanta Girls Wine Taster's Book Club
                Private

Sept. 9-   7:00 PM  Secret Pleasures Presents A Weapons of Mass Seduction Workshop
               Learn to take the fear of rejection out of flirting and comfortably charm and disarm
               the object of your affection, whether in a room full of strangers or alone in your
               home.
               JoJo Restaurant and Bar, 1518 U Street, NW (at N 15th Street), Washington, DC
               
Sept. 10- Temptation Book Party
               Private

Sept. 11- 4:00 pm  Secret Pleasures Hosts An Erotic Reading and Discussion
               Secret Pleasures, 1510 U Street, NW, Washington, DC


Sept. 14- 6:00 pm  Hue Man Book Store Reading and Signing
               2319 Frederick Douglass Blvd, NYC
               Guest Authors:  Sasha James and Erika Kendrick

Sept. 16 - 7:00 pm  In The Flesh Book Series  Reading
                Happy Endings  302 Broom Street, NYC
                Guest Authors:  Sasha James and Erika Kendrick
      

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Join the Conversation

Eden Fantasys is a great site for toys and information about all things sexual.  This month I am featured in their community interview and am taking questions about any and everything ranging from sensuality, sexuality, race and writing.  Please log on and ask your question and if it's one of the three favorites, you will win a copy of Can't Help the Way That I Feel and a gift certificate to use on Eden Fantasys.  You can ask your questions until July 20th.  Looking forward to hearing from you!

Friday, July 9, 2010

One Elle of an Erotic Writer

I'm excited to introduce you all to Elle,  new author who is blazing a new path in erotic literature. What I love about her work is that she is writing for women who are experienced and seasoned and who enjoy lusty literature and want to see themselves represented.  She has a new series coming out next year, but until then, we're lucky to have her on our little pleasure island.


                           Elle
             What Would Quincy Do?


My nipples erect and my head full of erotic possibilities, I was overcome by a rush of steamy desire that had nothing to do with sitting in a bathtub full of hot water.  I closed my eyes and slipped effortlessly into my fantasy.  The man in my mind was fine, friendly, and vaguely familiar.  He had Terrence Howard's bedroom eyes, Denzel's charismatic smile, and The Rock's hard, chiseled body:  a DNA bonanza of Hollywood features.  All imagined.  All good. And for all intents and purposes, all mine.

"You want to touch them, don't you," I teased, looking him straight in his hazel eyes.

"Yes, they're beautiful.  May I?  Please," he begged.

"No, not yet.  I want you to watch me.  Would you like that, baby?  Would you like to see me do me?" I emphasized my query by parting my lips and placing my fingers in my mouth.  My digit became his penis and I erotically treated it as such. My tongue wrapped the tip in circles of bliss before my lips clamped down and, with a seductive rhythm of varied speed and pressure, sucked.  I could feel the erotic pull in both my fingers and clit, and I could tell that the visual was getting to him.

"Yes."  His voice was but a deep whisper as he fought to maintain his cool.  But the sight of my naked breasts, released from their satin confinement and showcased by a half-unbuttoned blouse was rendering his efforts ineffective.

"Okay.  I promise to let you watch me but only if you abide by my rule--no touching yourself or me until I give you permission.  Agreed?"

"Yes."

"Good boy.

My coochie was wet and crying out for attention.  Slowly, I did a full body stretch, shifting my weight to my feel and arching my torso away from the cool, smooth leather, and raised my skirt until it was high in my lap.  Then, in a classic Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct move, I slowly separated my legs, revealing my hidden treasures, which were conveniently unfettered by fabric.

"Come closer," I commanded and watched as he obediently leaned his face into my hot crotch.  I gently spread my lips, revealing Quincy's lovely pink underside and stiffening clit.  "Blow on it."


Going Deeper with Elle

What's your erotic point of view?  I think great erotica should be like braille--a must touch experience.

What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  Everything--from finding new and interesting ways for your characters to stretch their sexual boundaries to what to call body parts without sounding corny.  Mainly, though, the hardest thing is to tell a good story that's interesting and sexy.

What's the best thing about writing erotica?  I think the best part of writing erotica is the best part of reading it as well.  It's a feeling of being truly alive, the way you feel when you're sexually aroused.  I also love the sense of freedom that comes when you discard the shackles of convention and let your imagination fly.  Some of my characters are doing and discovering new and exciting things about sex that I as an author would never have the nerve to try, but it's damn fun to experience it all through them!

What's the sexiest part of a man?  His sensuality.    A woman?  Her confidence.

Finish this sentence.  "I've never had a one night stand, but I'd love to try it!

Top or bottom?  Whatever feels right at the moment.

Vanilla or chocolate?  Depends on what I have a taste for.

With or without nuts?


Sexiest city in the world?  Wherever we are!

Sexiest vacation spot?  Reethi Rah Resort in Maldives


Favorite nasty word? Fuck!  Least favorite word?  Cunt

Elle is the erotic alter ego of one grown and sexy best-selling author.  She is currently working on the Elle Series, an elegant, luxuriously lustful erotic collection of three sultry adventures written for women of a certain age, but to be enjoyed by all.  The first book, The I.O.U. will be released in February 2011.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Unleash the Sensual You Workshop in CA


If you live in the Bay Area, I'd like to invite you to join me for an Unleash the Sensual You Workshop. This is your chance to discover ways to become the confident, sexy woman you were meant to be as I share with you ideas and techniques to embrace and enhance the woman you already are but just aren't sharing with the world. We'll talk about how to unearth the confidence everyone says you need but you can't seem to locate; and how to use that confidence to charm and disarm and get what you want out of life, both in and out of the bedroom. Please grab a friend or two and join us. It's free and I promise you will leave feeling fabulous!

When: Thursday, June 10, 2010
Time: 6:30 PM
Where: Good Vibrations 2504 San Pablo Avenue, Berkeley, CA
Admission: FREE

Following the workshop there will be a booksigning for my new anthology, Can't Help The Way That I Feel.

I will also be doing Dare to Be Tempted readings and signing while I'm in the Bay Area at:

When: Thursday, June 10, 2010
Time: 12 Noon
Where: Marcus Books
1712 Fillmore Street
San Francisco, CA

When: Friday, June 11, 2010
Time: 6:30 PM
Where: Marcus Books
3900 Martin Luther King Jr. Way
Oakland, CA

If you're in the area, bring a friend or two and join us. Tempting you with their sensual thoughts and words will be contributing authors Toi James and Teddy Bell. Come. Let us lead you into temptation!!!

Please feel free to pass this information along to anyone you think might enjoy the event.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Erotica Smooth as Velvet

When I was considering authors to include in Can't Help, I wanted to make sure I had a few established writers who had been treating readers to great erotica for years.  Velvet is one of the best.  She writes the very popular Black Door Series, and I was so honored when she agreed to contribute a story to this anthology.

                               Velvet
                   A One Day Lust Affair

At the far end of a narrow hallway was an old gated elevator.  Tony pulled back the gate, and Yori stepped inside.  The elevator was small and they practically stood shoulder to shoulder.

She inhaled slightly, and could smell his cologne, which was masculine with a hint of musk.  The sexy scent was turning her on. Yori could feel a rush of excitement come over her.  Being this close to Tony was turning her on and she was amazed at the urgency that she felt in her loins.  The elevator stopped, bringing her out of her lusting trance.

Tony took her hand, and helped her out.  "It's down the hall."

Yori followed him--checking out his tight ass as he walked--until they came upon a quaint little shop.  The plate-glass windows faced the hallway, and were lined with antique dolls and toys.  Tony opened the door, and it made creaking sounds like in an old black-and-white movie.

Inside, the store was full of dust-covered relics.  There were crystal champagne glasses with monogrammed letters etched into the glass, silver tea servers, old chandeliers--even a vintage gramaphoneYori turned the crank to see if the turntable worked, and it did.  "Wow, I've only seen these things in the movies."

"Yeah, this place has some amazing stuff."

They browsed around the store, taking in the items from yesteryear.  When they finished their tour, they left and went back to the elevator.  Tony slid open the gate, and then pulled it closed once they were inside.  He pushed the operating lever to the left, and the elevator started to slowly descend.

Yori looked at her hands, which were covered in dust.  "Oh, my hands are so dirty from touching everything."

"Being dirty isn't such a bad thing," Tony commented with an alluring twist to his lips.

Yori could only stare with curious disbelief.

He pulled his T-shirt out of his waistband.  "Well, if dirty girl isn't your style, use this..." he offered leaving the rest of his challenge unspoken.

Accepting his dare, Yori stepped closer and began rubbing her hands on his shirt.  She could feel his taut stomach muscles as she rubbed.

Tony's dick began pulsating faster and faster with each touch.  He stepped closer until they were nearly chest to chest.  He put her bags on the floor, and put his hands on top of hers.  He gently guided them down to his wanting cock.  Tony moved her hands in a circular motion so that she could feel his protruding bulge.  Yori swallowed hard the moment her hands landed on his crotch.  His dick was pushing against his jeans.  She wanted to pull away, but his cock felt too inviting. Lust began to possess her mind and body, forcing all rational thoughts out of her mind.

Going Deeper with Velvet 

What's your erotic point of view?  Reading the words should make the reader wet with anticipation for what's cumming next.

What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  Making sure every scene is fresh and freaky.


What's the best thing about writing erotica?  Getting so excited that I have to stop and open a window!

What's the sexiest part of a man?
  His voice.  A woman?  Her confidence.

Finish this sentence.  "I've never joined the Mile High Club, but I'd love to try freaking in the sky!

Top or bottom?  Both   Vanilla or chocolate?  Give me that mocha!

With or without nuts?  NUTS!!

Sexiest city in the world?  New York.  Sexiest vacation spot?  Paris

Favorite nasty words?  Fuck me   Least favorite?  Cunt

Velvet is a leading erotica writer who has her finger on the pulse and knows how to make your heart race with her tantalizing stories of lust and seduction mixed with a dose of suspense.  As creator of The Black Door series, Velvet uses the world as her muse, traveling the globe for inspiration.  The Black Door titles include:  The Black Door, Seduction, Betrayal and Naughty.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

An Erotic Thought

Here's a simple yoga pose to help make sex better by strengthening your legs and opening up your hips.  It's called Goddess pose.  Oh how appropriate! Namaste!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Add Some Cynnamon to Your Sexy



I have the privilege of introducing you to Cynnamon Foster, the erotic alter ego of the prolific writer/producer/director, Nina Foxx.  With her short story featured in Can't Help The Way That I Feel, Nina expands her hypnotic hold on another genre, revealing to readers her sexy side.

                            Cynnamon Foster
              In the Shadow of The Midnight Train

Adler ran his hands up my thighs, lifting my skirt as he went.  He squatted and put his mouth directly over my puss, blowing his hot breath through my thin, lace panties.  I felt hot and cold at the same time, and I moaned, not caring who might hear.  I leaned back and gripped the sides of the stall to keep from falling.

My mouth rounded into an O and I pressed my eyes closed. Waves of pleasure pulsed through me as I pressed my pelvis against his face.  He used his mouth to move my underwear to the side and began to probe me with his tongue.

I gasped and tensed my body to keep from falling as Adler drank me up.  I saw sparks behind my closed eyelids.  Part of me wanted him to stop.  I fought the conflicting emotions and willed myself to relax and enjoy.

He moved faster and pressed harder and the waves of pleasure started at the tips of my toes.  I felt a tsunami coming, rolling up from my toes, through my pelvis, and then cascading outward.  I moaned, then bit the edge of my lip.  My body felt covered with pins and needles.  I was right on the edge.  Just as I thought I couldn't take it anymore, he stopped...

Going Deeper with Cynnamon


What is your erotic point of view?  Erotica should be sensual, even when there is no sex happening.  It should make you come with just words.

What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  Each word.  That and figuring out what you picture in your mind is actually physically possible, and trying not to act out everything I write.


What's the best thing about writing erotica?  Imagination.  Your characters can go places that might get you arrested.

What's the sexiest part of a man?  His forearm.  That space between his elbow and wrist.
A woman?  It depends on how she's feeling that day.

Top or bottom?  Depends on the day.  

Vanilla or chocolate?  Chocolate    With or without nuts?  Nuts just get in the way.

Sexiest city in the world?  Rio.
Sexiest vacation spot?  Somewhere with a pretty outdoors.  Usually a beach.

Favorite nasty word?  No words are nasty if they are used right.

Cynnamon Foster is the alter-ego of Nina Foxx, author of five novels including:  Getting Buck Wild, Marrying Up, Just Short of Crazy, and No Woman Needs A Husband Seven Days a Week.  She has been begging to be let out for quite a while.  She tied Nina up and put her in a closet and has been writing ever since.  Cynnamon lives in Southern California with her main personality.  She is working on her first erotic novel.

Friday, April 2, 2010

BLACK is the New Erotica

You know BLACK's work.  The woman is a prolific and iconic writer in another popular genre.  We can't tell you BLACK's true identity, but we sure can introduce you to the other side of this soft, romantic author--her nasty side! Party of Four is her first venture into erotica and she definitely embraced her mission, giving you a peek into a long-term marriage that is anything but boring and humdrum in between the sheets  So, consider this your invitation from BLACK to a birthday party for four...in bed.

                BLACK
            Party of Four

They were the perfect, somewhat understated, definitely misinterpreted, middle-to-upper-class black family.  Very straight laced--according to those in the community.  Mark was the white-collar executive who had an interior decorator as a wife, but behind the triple-locked, rustic wood, French-styled front doors they were freaky, nudist, hedonists who were secretly contemplating thier next big adventure.  Over the years they'd learned that sex with partners outside their marriage kept the excitement going inside their marriage.  Over the years they'd been with a few people, and thier bond had only grown stronger.

A thrill danced down Debby's thighs, and she welcomed the beginning of a microclimax.  Just thinking about the things they'd done in the past made her want to play dress-up right then, dive beneath the covers and have her way with Mark.

To indulge Mark's fantasies, she'd dressed up as a waitress, nurse, teacher, prison guard, slutty office temp, flight attendent, package delivery woman and a cougar.  As often as once a week, she found fanasy suggestions--taped to her computer mouse, coffee cup, toothbrush, mirror and thong drawer--as to what woman he wanted greeting him when he locked their bedroom door that night.

Debby ran her hand up the inside of her thigh and found wetness.  She was always charged with sexual energy that had him just a thougth away all day, every day...


Going Deeper with BLACK

What's your erotic point of view?  To be slightly uncomfortable.

What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  Knowing where the line is between porn and erotica.  I fear I don't know where that is.

What's the best thing about writing erotica?  It's freeing.  It's sexy to be so honest.

What's the sexiest part of a man?  The power in his hands.

What's the sexiest part of a woman?  Her pussy and how she can control it.

Top or bottom? Bottom         Vanilla or chocolate:  Chocolate.


With or without nuts?  I'm allergic to nuts.  I'll take my rainbow sherbert without.

Sexiest city in the world?  Where ever I am.

Sexiest vacation spot?  My house.

Favorite nasty word?  Fuck

Least favorite?  Shit

BLACK lives in the Maryland area and began her writing career in the nineties.  This is her first, but definitely not last, foray into erotica.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Get Wet with Elise Gower

You know what's really sexy in a woman?  Her ability to jump into the unfamiliar with daring and verve and come out victorious.  Elise Gower is such a woman.  A former television executive, Elise is new to the author game but just she like she did with surfing, she jumped in the deep end of the Can't Help pool with two feet to create a sexy fantasy entitled, Wet.  Her story is about a fortysomething woman knee deep in mid-life crisis, who decides to go surfing in Cabo and finds herself engaging in a little sex on the beach--sex that takes on mythical proportions.  I love this story for its sexy creativity.  You will too. Welcome to the page...

             Elise Gower
                  Wet

"On your knees..." the voice demanded.

Adrienne, despite anything that had ever made sense to her, gave in and raised herself to her knees, gripping the front of the board to hold on.  As the crest behind her rose, she felt a powerful undertow reorient her board, sending a surge of cold wash hard into her hot, aching box from behind.  She felt the water between her legs like a kind of forceful spout, banging her from behind with a hard, cold member that plunged into her, giving her more pleasure than she had ever felt before.  As the board shuddered up and down against the wake, she felt the sensation of the waterspout force in and out of her, throwing currents through her body.  All the while, the wave roared its building passion in her ears.

   The wave grew louder, and with each thrust she managed new angles to turn and adjust to stay abreast of the careening flow.  This time both breasts were freed from her suit.  Cold, wet hands seemed to grasp and pull at them as she felt the cold water dick drive deeper and deeper inside her.  The sea boiled around her.  Finally, unable to hold on to the feeling any longer, she let a guttural scream escape from way deep inside her as she burst into a briny spray.

    And then all was calm...

Go Deeper with Elise

What is your erotic point of view?  I think erotica is like a fabulous dream.  You should be carried away from all of your sensubilities, and be open to experiencing new ones.


What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  For me, it's being so frank and open in front of anyone who cares to see.

What's the best thing about writing erotica?  I love the challenge of stepping out of my good girl shoes.

What's the sexiest part of a man?  When he can make you feel safe and protected.
A woman?  Her ability to create beauty, often out of nothing.

Top or bottom?  Sooo not me, but I have to admit, bottom.

Vanilla or chocolate?  Again, hate to admit it--vanilla.
With or without nuts?   Sometimes I feel like a nut, sometimes I don't.

Sexiest city in the world?  Anywhere in Italy.
Sexiest vacation spot?  A super yacht, anchored off the coast of Capri.

Favorite nasty word?  Naughty.  It's nasty if you use it in the right way!
Least favorite?  Snatch.  I know I don't ever want that to happen to mine!

Elise Gower is a former television executive and first time fiction writer who has written in other genres for more than 25 years.  Clearly, she appreciates good fantasy.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Sexin' with Sasha

Author Sasha James is the author of One + One = Three and her newest erotic novel, Two + One = Ecstasy, due in stores April 13th. Both books are published by St. Martin's Griffin.  And while her math skills might be a little fuzzy, the girl's ability to make a threesome sound unbelievably sexy and tempting, is a true specialty.  I am so honored that Sasha agreed to contribute a story to this anthology.  Translation Sensation proves that lust is truly and international tongue!



                       Sasha James
             Translation Sensation

  "Arrette pas.  Arrette pas,"    Genevieve kept repeating over and over.  By the confused look on her American lover's face, she could tell that he had no idea that she was asking for "more please."  He had stopped kissing her neck, and she wanted desperately for him to continue.  She started pointing to the spot that his  lips had just vacated, hoping that he would pick up the hint.

"Oh, you want some more?" Mark said, and picked up where he had left off.

His kisses began trailing from her thin neck to her her cleavage.  He unbuttoned the tiny pearl buttons on her red silk blouse until her lace bra was exposed.  Mark hesitated long enough to admire her sexy underwear.  Her bra was thin enough for him to see the rosy color of her nipples.  "Damn, you French chicks really have the feminine thing down to a science."

"Pardon?" she asked, wrinkling her nose.  Now it was Genevieve who didn't understand.

Mark listened to her French words, which floated in the air like a sweet symphony.  He didn't know what she was saying, but knew they weren't the same words as before.  They didn't understand each others' language, but that didn't really matter.  What mattered was that they spoke the same body language, and right now her body was speaking volumes. The way she was poking out her breasts and moving closer to him on the sofa was telling him to proceed, and proceed he did.

Mark unsapped her bra, causing her tits to spill out.  Unlike most women he had been with, she was au natural, no implants, all flesh.  He placed his hand underneath her right boob and jiggled it just to make sure.  "Yep, all woman," he mused, as her titty shook like Jell-O.

Genevieve reached for the back of his head and guided him toward her waiting nipple.  Realizing that

words were useless, she decided to utilize hand gestures, and pinched her nipples with her thumb and index finger.

Mark took her clue and began to suckle her tit like he was trying to extract milk. Genevieve threw her head back on the sofa cushions and enjoyed the succulent sensation.  She couldn't believe that only a few hours ago, she had stepped off the plane and Kennedy Airport, and now she was in the midst of a heated sexual experience...


Goin Deeper With Sasha


What is your erotic point of view?  Pressing the envelope with sexcapades that have the reader begging for more.

What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  Crossing the sexual line with style and class.

What is the best thing about writing erotica?  Introducing the reader to alternative lifestyles.

What's the sexiest part of a man?  His swagger (think Denzel)
A woman?  Her conversation (nobody likes a mindless manniquen)

I've never slept with two brothers, but I'd like to try the family thang!

Top or bottom?  Top

Vanilla or chocolate?  Creamy chocolate.
With or without nuts?  Nuts, the bigger the better.

Sexiest city in the world?  Paris
Sexiest vacation spot?  St. Barts

Favorite nasty word?  Dick
Least favorite?  I don't have one ;-)


Sasha James is a prolific writer who paints pictures with her words.  She is also the alter ego of a noted novelist known for her erotica.  Previously, she penned four steamy novels and is hard at work on the fifth. Sasha divides her time between New York and Chicago.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

An Erotic Thought...

As I prepare to unleash this fabulous anthology onto the world, I've been thinking a lot about what women like about this sexy genre.  Here's my erotic thought on that subject...

I believe that a good portion of women who read erotica are not simply attracted to the titillating sex.  Oh they definitely enjoy it, but it's not the driving factor that keeps them coming back time and again for more.

No, I think that most women are attracted to the  WAY the characters in these lusty stories have sex. Again, I'm not talking about the actual act, because while most are intrigued by the bold scenarios erotic writers create for them, the reality is is that the majority wouldn't dare try even ten percent of what they are reading on the pages (and neither would the writers!).  No, the thing that really draws women in and helps them connect with these hot and bold women is the unapologetic way they have and enjoy sex.

The women you will find in this anthology and most others, are not apologetic about their sexual desires.  They have given into their lust and are experiencing sex IN THE MOMENT.  They aren't harnessing their needs and wants with outdated values or with the worry of what somebody is going to think of them.  They aren't worried about how they look or how well they perform.  In fact, the sexual experience for these women is just that--an experience to be savored--and not some service call. They are all in and expecting and getting the pleasure they deserve. Their approach to sex is experimental, curious, adventurous, spontaneous, empowering and joyful.  They allow themselves to give into temptation--some with strangers, others with their most significant others.  Most of all they are pleasing themselves and their lovers without judgment and/or guilt.

Think about your sex life and that of the women you read between the covers of your erotic tales.  Compare them not necessary by act but by attitude. Learn from them how to find your sexual truth and build around that truth a sultry, lustful, healthy sex life.

Just my erotic thought.  Now what's yours?  Comment below.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

Get Tipsy With Teddy

Teddy Bell is an amazing poet.  His poems are sensual and sexy and paint pictures that are as erotic as any naughty story I've ever read.   This is exactly why I asked him to provide the poetry for my character, poet Griffin Bell, in my novel Hitts & Mrs.  Of course he came through for me and Griffin's sexy way with words is all Teddy.  I was curious to see what he would do with a longer format and asked him to contribute to the anthology.  Again, he did not disappoint.  You've got to love that in a man. Meet Teddy Bell..


           Teddy Bell
   The Sangria Seduction

"Lissa's eyes are closed but she knows exactly what I am doing, and the sheen of pleasure across her face tells me she likes it.  I continue sucking each toe on her right foot while gently place her foot directly on my growing crotch.  Every time she tries to move away, I make sure her foot remains.  I want her to feel my hardness.

"What...are...you doing?" she asks while trying to catch her breath.

I want to laugh.  Sistergirl has apparently caught herself leaving her comfort zone and getting lost in the adventurous waters of rapture.  But I don't stop because I am really getting into this sensual foot bath.  Plus, while she was initially shocked, she loves what's happening.  To make my point, I start at her heel and draw my tongue up the length of her sole, punctuating the act by taking her middle toe in my mouth and sucking it like a nipple on one of her glorious tits.  She gasps.  I stop long enough to say, "I'm licking my name on the bottom of your feet...so that if you ever get lost, you'll always find your way back to me."


Hearing my poetic flow, Lissa lets out a stronger sigh. She is breathing more rapidly, while her top teeth devour her lower lip.  Her pelvis won't sit still.  Lissa's legs stiffen slightly as her hands grip the arms of the salon chair, signaling to me that she is on the verge of orgasm...

Goin' Deeper with Teddy

What is your erotic point of view?  I think great erotica should be fearless, free and freaky.

What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  Hoping that readers don't confuse the imagined erotic writing with the lifestyle or sexual trysts of the author.

What is the best thing about writing erotica?  It's about feeling unconditionally free!  You can write about the erotic adventures you've done, you're doing, want to do or all of the above!

What's the sexiest part of a man?  N/A
A woman?  When I was younger it was all about tight jeans, busty lace bras and high heels, but as I've matured and learned to appreciate everything a woman brings, those inviting eyes are always the sexiest part of a woman.  Her eyes show her beautiful spirit and true sex appeal.

Top or bottom?  Top


Vanilla or chocolate?  Both
With or without nuts?  Without nuts.

Sexiest city in the world?  San Francisco
Sexiest vacation spot?  The Virgin Islands

Favorite nasty word?  I love hearing the word "fuck."
Least favorite?  None really, but believe it or not, I don't curse.

Teddy Bell is a poet, author and artist.  Born and raised in Berkeley, CA, he is inspired by the works of filmmaker Spike Lee, actor Laurence Fisburne, poets Saul Williams and Suheir Hammad, and musician Me'Shell Ndegeocello. His work has been featured in various media outlets such as City Lights, Keen.com, and jackieyoungwrites.com, and Hitts & Mrs. by Lori Bryant-Woolridge.  Teddy has published a poetry book called To C~ From G, and is working on a second book tentatively titled, When Candy Isn't Sweet.

Friday, March 5, 2010

A Quickie with Toi

Toi James is one of my writing students.  In class, while reading her homework, I was constantly awed by her abundant talent and her lyrical way with words. She was one of the first writers I asked to contribute to this anthology. She did not disappoint.  Her erotic piece is beautifully penned in a classic, 'erotica as art' styling. This is her first published piece, and I guarantee, it won't be her last.  Remember her name....Toi.


        Toi James
     Bubble Music

"You can pose me any way you like and paint me any way you like."  His voice deepens with an air of naughty professionalism, "You can touch me anywhere you like.  I'm your subject, your model, your canvas.  While we're here, I'm yours for you to do with whatever you think is beautiful."

"Do you have any clothes?"  I wince, already knowing the answer.

"No.  I'm sorry, I don't have any available for you."

"Why?"  My curiosity speaks before me.  "I mean, what makes somebody want to stand naked in front of a room full of people?"

"It's a long story, but the short version is, I'm curious.  The body and mind want to do so many creative things, but there are all of these rules.  'Do not,' 'Thou shalt not,' 'Restricted,' 'Prohibited.'  The only rule should be consent.  I just want to see what people will do in a space where it's okay to let their imaginations run wild."  Then he leans in and whispers, "What's going through your mind, Gracie?"

My yani warms and loosens.  I have a flash of vision and almost feel him moving inside of me.  I take the last gulp of champagne from the flute and let the bubbles work their magic.

I sit the caddy down on the floor and walk around him to see what I'm working with.  He's just as perfect on the back side as he is on the front. I look at the muscles in his back and how they dip and rise and roll from left to right when he moves.  The small of his back curves down and out to the most perfect roundness I have ever seen.  It's full and tight and caves in on the sides.  I want to touch him right there, but it's too much for me.  I just might kiss the spot.  My heart is pounding so hard I can hear it in my ears and pulsing against the band of my panties.  I squeeze my yani one more time.  My toes tingle, and I feel my panties get warm and sticky.

"You know, God made rules for a reason," I say.

"Then God shouldn't have given us imaginations and free will."

Dang it!  I'm out of champagne.

The temperature in the room has gone up twenty degrees, and I am starting to sweat.  I reach into the caddy and pull out a paintbrush--the longest one I can find.  I start with his chest and move across the contours of his body, all of the peaks and valleys of him, the firmness of where is is flexed and the softness of where he is relaxed, the bones in his feet, and the veins that connect everything.  Nothing else matters right now except for him.  When I think I am done, I realize thirty minutes have gone by, and I step back and see what I have done. I've detailed him with bright, abstract designs over most of his body--a painted pony--but when I scan his entire body, I see there is one part of him that is noticeably unpainted, untouched by my hand.  I laugh at how ridiculous he looks and how stupid I must look as his artist.  I look him in the eye, and then drop my gaze.  Jesus, it's a prize!

"Anywhere?" I try to contain my own dirty little smile...


Goin' Deeper with Toi

What is your erotic point of view?  When I decided to write erotica, I started thinking more about sex than I have ever in my adult life.  Once I turned on the "sex switch,"  I realized there is sex in almost everything, just as there is life in almost everything--even the things we've left for dead or stamped "asexual."  My erotic point of view is to bring back to life, through sex, the things we ignore everyday.  I call it the "forgotten sexy."  Why not start with a Bible-thumping abused diner waitress who can't even think about sex without having a minor psychotic break?

What's the hardest thing about writing erotica?  Writing erotica has to be one of the most difficult things I've ever done in my life.  An erotic writer has to craft her words in such a way as to bring the reader beyond the cognitive, beyond the emotional, and into the physical.  An erotic writer has to literally touch her reader with intangible words.  Now try doing it without using any "dirty" words.  How do you do that?  It's so fucking hard, it's maddening!

What is the best thing about writing erotica?  The residual sex.  Letting your imagination branch out into all of these seductive possibilities is very sexy.  Writing Bubble Music was a booster shot to my marriage!

What's the sexiest part of a man?  His lips and the words that come from them.
A woman?  Her breasts.  They're life! 

Finish this sentence.  "I've never been very aggressive, but I'd love to try going back in time to jump my high school crush."

Top or bottom?  Depends on how good a shape I'm in.


Vanilla or chocolate?  Dark chocolate.
With or without nuts?  Lots of nuts.

Sexiest city in the world?  My home town because that's where it all goes down!
Sexiest vacation spot?  Tahiti

Favorite nasty word?  Any word can be nasty in the right context.  Mine is "lick."
Least favorite?  Mama or any derivative of it.

Toi James is a true wordsmith.  She is an alumna of the Guy A. Hanks-Marvin Miller Screenwriting Program (aka The Cosby Show).  She has written several screenplays, poems and short stories.  She put her creative writing down to receive her doctorate in Communications Studies, and after establishing herself as an academic, she has picked up her pen again to pursue her first love--writing stories.