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Saturday, December 19, 2015

Sexy Snippet Day for December



Greetings of the season to everyone reading this! I know you're all busy with cards and gifts, shopping, baking and writing. But I do hope you'll take some time off to enjoy Sexy Snippet Day!

This is your chance to share the hottest mini-excerpts you can find from your published work. 

The ERWA blog is not primarily intended for author promotion. However, we've decided we should give our author/members an occasional opportunity to expose themselves (so to speak) to the reading public. Hence, we have declared the 19th of every month at the Erotica Readers and Writers Association blog Sexy Snippet Day.

On Sexy Snippet day, any author can post a tiny excerpt (200 words or less) in a comment on the day's post. Include the title from with the snippet was extracted, your name or pseudonym, and one buy link, if you'd like.

Please post excerpts only from published work (or work that is free for download), not works in progress. The goal, after all, is to titillate your readers and seduce them into buying your books!

Feel free to share this with erotic author friends. It's an open invitation!


Of course I expect you to follow the rules. If your excerpt is more than 200 words or includes more than one link, I'll remove your comment and prohibit you from participating in further Sexy Snippet days. I'll say no more!

After you've posted your snippet, feel free to share the post as a whole to Facebook, Twitter, or wherever else you think your readers hang out.

Enjoy!

~ Lisabet

28 comments:

  1. “She is quite lovely, is she not?” enquires Ralf, his tone casual.
    “Indeed so,” his brother agrees.
    “Her eyes are dazzling, her mouth sheer perfection,” Ralf chooses to elaborate.
    “Brother, I am sure you are correct, though I am not looking at her face at this precise moment.”
    Ralf is undeterred. “Her mouth will look yet more beautiful with your cock in it, I daresay.”
    “Ah, of course. How generous of you to point that out.”
    “My pleasure. Linnet, would you kneel, please?”
    I swallow, though my mouth has gone dry. The same mouth which is soon to be wrapped around Piers’ thick erection, it would seem. I am scared, yet incredibly aroused at the prospect. I sink slowly to my knees.
    “That is good, sweetheart. Now you will hold his cock as you did mine. Use both hands, one for his balls and—ah, yes, that is correct.”
    I am quick to obey as Ralf issues his instructions. I look across the room to him, seeking further help.
    “Lick the head, taste him.”
    I put out my tongue and run the tip across the smooth, swollen head, then slide it around the rim at the edge.

    197 words from Her Noble Lords by Ashe Barker
    http://www.amazon.co.uk/Her-Noble-Lords-Ashe-Barker-ebook/dp/B017OL0DU4/ref=sr_1_4?tag=geolinker-21&s=digital-text

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    1. Loved the fun politeness of Ralf, Ashe Barker.

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  2. The man could kiss. He plumbed the depths of her mouth and rolled his tongue across hers. They were coiled serpents, breathing into each other’s lungs. She arched backwards, giving under him.
    He broke free, straightening up, alarming her with the suddenness of his disengagement.
    “You’re ready.”
    “For what?”
    He picked up a bottle of wine, turning the label for Saffron to see. It was an Italian Cabernet Sauvignon, an extremely expensive one.
    “We’re drinking a Sassicaia? Will your friend mind? It’s not on our list.”
    “No, Saffron, not you, I’m drinking. You have to stay perfectly still.” He grinned.
    He placed the bottle back on the table. “This,” he snapped the underwire of her bra, “will have to come off.” It didn’t sound like a request, more of a statement. She pursed her lips, aware that she’d given him some kind of free rein, but unsure to what extent he would take her cooperation. She gave it to him.
    ~ Indulge Me by Jaye Peaches
    http://amzn.to/1FigiMk

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    1. Jaye Peaches, now that's a hell of a kiss.

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  3. The belt edged closer to my cunt. Dazed and drunk with lust, still I guessed how this would end. Yet his final stroke took me by surprise—the one that kissed my clit and sent me spinning into climax.

    Pleasure poured through me in a flood that cleansed me of the pain. It left me stranded. I lay on the bed, limp in my bonds, gasping and shuddering as though I’d just escaped drowning.

    “Are you all right, Bella?” James peered down at me, looking concerned.

    “Oh, yes,” I sighed. “Wonderful. Thank you, sir.”

    This time, that felt right.

    My new master broke into a grin. “Don’t mention it.” He reached across my body to retrieve a condom from the table. His cock grazed my belly, smearing me with pre-cum.

    “But you haven’t come yet.”

    “I plan to remedy that shortly.” I watched his deft movements as he rolled the latex down his shaft. I wanted nothing more than to feel that hardness inside me.

    “By the way, when you’re with me, you don’t need permission to come. Come as many times as want. As you can. Starting now.”

    188 words from A CONTRACT FOR CHRISTMAS by Lisabet Sarai
    http://www.amazon.com/dp/B019ECGDJ6

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    1. Get me an icy drink now, please. Wowza, Lisabet Sarai.

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  4. “I’m a little bit nervous, Sir, having seen the toys you want to use on me, but I trust you know exactly how much I can bear for you and still be available for you tomorrow and on Sunday.”
    Subtle, clever… Derek could almost fall for that trick.
    “Nice try, but it doesn’t matter. I take care of what is mine in any way I see fit. I set the limits. I make the rules. And tomorrow I still want you clean and ready, understood?”
    A gleam of something in Tyler’s eyes told Derek he was starting to learn. It wasn’t nearly where they both needed to be, but it might mean the end of the beginning.
    “I understand perfectly, Sir.”
    Did he? Did either of them?

    127 words from A Weekend Unbound by S.Dora and A.Moore
    https://www.pride-publishing.com/book/a-weekend-unbound

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    1. Derek is in control, and she likes it that way. Great snippet, S. Dora.

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  5. Natalie closed her eyes, trying to concentrate. Michael made his way back up to her neck. He kissed and blew his hot breath into her ear, brushing back her long hair to expose her milky white neck. “I asked you a question,” he growled. “Are you nervous? Answer me.”

    “Yes,” Natalie whispered.

    “Yes?” Michael withdrew from behind her ear to look at her sternly. The muscles in his triceps and shoulders were accentuated by the position he held by pushing up on his arms on either side of her head, his lips inches from hers. He smelled so good, a mixture of musk and masculinity. A combination that led straight to the angry thrumming of her clit.

    Natalie realized her mistake, caught up in her own desire and need.

    “Yes…Sir,” she stuttered.

    “Already starting behind the eight ball,” he tsked. “Your likelihood of winning any games tonight are not looking very good, Natalie, starting out the gate like that with a mistake.”
    Natalie knew he would use that slight slip-up to punish her. Her belly clenched in anticipation and her pussy dripped, held open with no way to relieve the pressure that throbbed and ached between her legs.

    EXCERPT from The Bed, the Blindfold, and the Belt: Put Your Ho's Ho's On Anthology http://www.amazon.com/Put-Your-Hos-International-Award-Winning-ebook/dp/B016WQ9SEO/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

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  6. From "In The Doghouse", my naughty Christmas tale in the erotic holiday anthology "The Naughty List". Merry Christmas, everyone!

    http://www.amazon.com/Naughty-List-Moon-Anthologies-Book-ebook/dp/B018O3CTR6/

    Then Lady Tyrana put a paddle in Angela’s hand. The paddle had a hole in it to let it pass through the air quickly and the word "BRAT" written on it in big, bold red letters.

    "I'm mad at you because you spend more time with your friends than you do with me." Angela said.

    Guilt chewed at the edges of my arousal, diminishing it. She was right. I'd treated her badly. I wanted her to teach me a lesson.

    The tang of cinnamon floated to my nose when she opened a bottle of lube. Her palms massaged my butt cheeks until they warmed. Her talented hands kneaded my flesh until it softened and relaxed. She swatted me lightly with her palm, and I jumped, eager for the promise of exquisite agony I wished for her to deliver.

    When the paddle struck my right butt cheek for the first time, I entered into a world of sensation I’d never dreamed existed. Pain and pleasure were inexorably intertwined and I craved bliss with an intensity I had not known I was capable of.

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  7. Christmas Presents Copyright © 2012 Daddy X

    Harry turned up the thermostat and snuggled back in bed with Allison. Heating the place all night was just too expensive these days. But today was Christmas, and little Jimmy would be getting up soon.

    “Morning, gorgeous,” said Harry.

    “Mmm. Feels good.”

    Chilled from his trip from bed, Harry spooned his warm wife from behind. His dick slid between her thighs.

    Allison ground her ass back. “Door locked?”

    “Mmm hmm.”

    “There’s time?”

    “Mmm hmm.”

    His ready cock slipped easily into her moist passage; they rocked a slow, quiet, cuddly fuck, trying not to wake the boy.

    “Whap whap,” came slaps at the door.

    “N-not now, Jimmy,” said Allison. “We can go down in … a … a few … minhh …”

    “It’s Christmas, Mommy. Let’s see what Santa brought.”

    They took some time finishing, their little child left waiting in the hall.



    Once downstairs, the boy saw few presents under the tree. Harry was carrying three part- time jobs and Allison worked nights waitressing; no real time off together for months.

    “Daddy, these are all for me,” said Jimmy. “Weren’t you and Mommy good this year?”

    Harry choked up. “Maybe not, honey, but we did give each other something very nice.”


    See more of Daddy’s X’s work in “The Gonzo Collection”
    http://www.amazon.com/Gonzo-Collection-Daddy-X-ebook/dp/B00WLGVP0K/

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  8. “Thank you, Master.” She bit her lip as he swung the belt at full force. It jarred her, pushing her up the mattress despite his hold on her.

    He swung again.

    Her ass felt like one big, giant welt. A throbbing mass of pain. It shot right to her core.

    Two more in quick succession and she hissed a curse out between her teeth.

    “Almost done,” Martin assured her as he rubbed the leather over her abraded skin. He lifted the belt, adjusted his aim, and then swung.

    She bucked her hips and pushed against him with her legs when the belt smacked her upper thighs. “Wait!” she yelled.

    He lashed her again, in the same exact spot, not heeding her cry. But then he threw the belt to the floor.

    She heaved out a sigh as he lowered her legs.

    “Open up, buttercup.” He winked at her as he shoved his underwear down his hips.

    Sliding her thighs apart, she invited him in. Silently, she begged for him to take her fast and hard. But she would make no more requests. Her ass throbbed beneath her and her wrists felt chafed from pulling at the cuffs.

    Bound by Casey McKay
    http://www.amazon.com/Bound-Casey-McKay-ebook/dp/B018Q83TAK

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  9. A glare of blue light flashed past the end of the alley as a cop
    car sped by. The prickle of fear down my spine made my pulses beat even faster, my body strain harder to feel the responding pressure of hers. I clutched at her back, my hands already under her thin shirt, raising it. Her arms were around me, and she gripped my ass, forcing me to move, to rub against her in a rhythm that demanded fierce acceleration. “What do you need, what do you need,” she muttered over and over, a low, compelling chant, and all I could do was move faster, rub harder, feel her hardened nipples flick across my aching breasts, and slide my cunt along her thigh while my own thigh met her thrusts.
    Distant crashes...panic threatening to take hold...but she edged a hand inside my jeans and wrenched all my awareness back to where our bodies merged. Her fingers slid through my folds into my hungry cunt, her thumb went at my clit with hard, sure strokes—and I plummeted over the edge, all defenses gone, all trust given, nothing mattering but to get more, and more, harder, please, more!

    198 words from “Danger” in Thunder of War, Lightning of Desire: Lesbian Historical Military Erotica (Lethe Press) http://www.amazon.com/Thunder-War-Lightning-Desire-Historical/dp/1590215923/ref=sr_1_2_twi_pap_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1450540995&sr=1-2&keywords=thunder+of+war+lightning+of+desire+sacchi+green

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  10. Your touch builds me dangerously close to orgasm again, leaving me hovering right there on the edge. I try to think of something else, anything else. What are we having for dinner? What shall I make? Are we out of peas? Or perhaps His Domliness will decide he wants to go out when he has finished working up an appetite by torturing me!

    The thought brings me right back into the room, back to the sensation of your fingers sliding in and out of me, your thumb lightly rubbing my clit ever closer, ever nearer. I buck in my seat, half torn between wanting to push myself forward against your thumb, wanting release so badly, and not wanting to let you down by coming without permission.

    “Sirrrr,” I groan.

    “Yes, Abby. What can I do for you? Do you want me to stop? Good idea!”

    You remove your hand from my pussy and I let out an animal yelp of frustration. Oh God. This is the third time you have brought me to the brink of orgasm and I really don't know how much more I can stand.

    188 words from Coming, Ready or Not! Three Tales of Tease and Denial http://myBook.to/coming-ready-or-not

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  11. Khaz met the other man’s eyes as he circled the tight hole he knew had never been touched by another. It was all he could do to remind himself how much trying to plunge in right off the bat would hurt Noah.

    Besides, he didn’t want to. He didn’t want this to be over quickly...or at all.

    “Relax,” he murmured, greeted with a bark of laughter more reminiscent of the man the rebellion had tried to eradicate than the snarling beast Mays had delivered to his door.

    “Kind of hard to do when there’s a finger up my ass. You always keep lube on you?”

    “I’m a boy scout that way. You do realize I’m only up to my first knuckle, right?” Khaz stopped the painfully slow progress he’d been making. “You don’t have to do this, Noah,” he murmured.

    The kiss he stole might have been chaste had the other man not been pinned against the wall with a finger partially up his ass. The words might have been the truth if he hadn’t known his touch was as potent as any drug.

    “If you stop right now, you’re never going to convince me vampires aren’t evil.”

    R. Phoenix
    198 words from Recoil: A Ripples in the Status Quo Story
    http://www.amazon.com/Recoil-Ripples-Status-Quo-Story-ebook/dp/B018WAXL3W/ref=la_B018WGE3GA_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1450543169&sr=1-1

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  12. “Yes, Santa.” Kerry turned the vibrator on low, placed it inside herself and adjusted the ears to buzz against her clit. Alex watched carefully, but then Kerry saw his gaze fan around the mall. “People are watching, little elf. Does that arouse you?”

    Kerry struggled to find her voice. “That’s why I do the show, Santa. I like—” her breath hitched “—to be watched.”

    “Turn it up a little, my elf,” Santa encouraged. “Show these people what losing control looks like.”

    “Of course, Santa…uuungh” Kerry moaned as the intensity increased. Alex called out the URL to Kerry’s web show, so the new observers could find her online later. He licked his lips, returning his attention to Kerry masturbating. “Yes, that’s it, little elf. I want you to turn it on all the way now, dear. Come for me and these people. It’s Christmas. Come for us, little elf.”

    Kerry moaned loudly as the orgasm crashed over her. She shuddered with pleasure, struggling to maintain eye contact with Alex. “Good, little elf. Good. Come for me,” he intoned.

    Kerry’s quaking began to subside into aftershocks as the wave receded. She lay on the cottony fake snow, legs apart, breathing heavily.

    ......

    Excerpted from Performing for Santa, by Camellia Winslow

    http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B019BW2TVA

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  13. Nothing was heard in the house beyond her heartbeat and the tap of the fuck-me heels on
    the marble floors as she went to greet Michael. His masculine outline showed through the etched
    glass doors, and she sensed his erection already in progress. Michael took a moment to gaze at
    Elaine, basking in the naughty glow of lingerie, with the door opened wide for any curious
    passerby to see.
    “Gorgeous,” Michael smiled, patting the bulge in his pants. “Absolutely gorgeous.”
    “Your surprise is waiting.” Elaine took Michael by the hand, and drew him to her. The
    door closed behind him without locking and neither bothered to secure the latch.
    “You keep talking about this surprise.” His hands slid under Elaine's robe, and moved
    over her waist and hips. “Is this it? Your new lingerie? I like it.”
    “The surprise is in the guest bedroom,” Elaine whispered, passion elevated by his touch.
    “Really? What if we don't make it to the bedroom?” Ryan pressed her against the wall.
    “Will it spoil the surprise? I was going to take you standing right here.”
    Her mouth brushed his, tempting a kiss. “Why don't you then?”

    "Safe Landings" by Kay Brandt

    http://www.amazon.com/Safe-Landings-Kay-Brandt-ebook/dp/B014JPWA6S/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

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  14. “What do you have in mind?” Cory sassed him.

    “You’ve crossed the line,” he said undeterred. “I’ll take care of getting what we need. I should’ve done this much sooner.”
    There was a steel edge of resignation in his voice. Like he’d gotten over his anger and accepted partial blame for her not getting to the airport.

    But that was silly, how could he mend her unruliness? She’d given her word... Then tacitly agreed to an anything goes night in Paris.
    “Sweetheart,” she hissed a stream of air tinged by lust and fueled by apprehension.

    “Don’t sweetheart me,” Brett replied curtly. “You might as well know, I take full responsibility for letting you and your tendency to act like a wayward filly get out of control. I’m going to catch up with my obligation.”

    “I’m not some obligation,” she retorted, not liking one bit where this conversation—or his heated insinuations were going.

    “I didn’t say you were. I repeat my obligation. You’re mine Corinth and come June when we exchange vows, you’ll pledge your ability to obey me. That’s not something I take lightly. Come hell or high water, you won’t be saying one thing and doing another, darlin’.”

    Excerpt from CATCH Y.O.U. 4 XMAS, Book #8 in the bestselling dirty-talking Bad Boys series.
    Come Christmas, Brett Gold NFL tight end for the Dallas Devils will lay down the law when Cory misses her flight and is stuck in Paris for the holidays.
    Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00PMBI5BS/ref=series_rw_dp_sw

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  15. “I had no idea a guy could look so good in women’s underwear.”

    “These are made for guys, for your information. Would they have a nut pouch in ladies’ undies? Huh?” Kyrie grabbed one of Greg’s hands and forced it onto his groin.

    “I hope not.” Greg thumbed Kyrie’s cockhead through the fabric.

    “Exactly,” Kyrie said, arching into him and grinding for whatever friction he could manage.

    “Well, your panties are fuckin’ hot.” Greg hummed as he teased a finger along the lace band.

    “I know it.” Kyrie winked down at him. He fell forward again, melting into Greg’s body. “Want you to touch me everywhere,” he whispered against Greg’s neck, hips swiveling in invitation.

    Within a moment, one hand slipped back to knead an ass cheek as Greg’s other wrapped around Kyrie’s covered prick. His dick slid back and forth within the fabric covering, soft and sleek against solid cock, sending delicious chills down his body and lighting up his nipples. He angled one toward Greg’s mouth, and Greg caught it between lips and teeth, adding a sweet zing of pain to the decadent jerk-off.

    -------

    From Hard Act to Follow by K. Vale

    http://www.amazon.com/Hard-Follow-Shooting-Stars-Book-ebook/dp/B00MUF78WQ/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

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  16. “Touch yourself. Tell me how it feels.” Shawn groaned.
    “I’m on the couch. I’m leaning over the end of it and thinking about you behind me.” Hunter grabbed a towel from the laundry pile and put himself in the position as he narrated. He closed his eyes to imagine it was Shawn’s hand on his cock. The nubby towel was rough and sweet as he rubbed the tip of his dick over it lightly, then harder. His voice thickened into an erotic buzz. “Ah, mm…”
    Shawn gulped in his ear. “Put your fingers in your tight little hole, real slow. It’s me, baby, getting you ready.”
    Kneeling, bent over the arm of the couch, Hunter wet two fingers and stroked his perineum, then eased a finger in. “Oh yeah.”
    “It’s me inside you, balling you so deep, baby…” Shawn’s breath hitched in Hunter’s ear.
    “Oh, Shawn, lover, so hot…” With a little maneuvering of his shoulder, Hunter managed to hold the phone, rub his cock against the towel, and add a second finger with a groan. Shawn echoed it, the sound curling Hunter’s toes.

    Hitting Black Ice by Heloise West

    http://www.amazon.com/Hitting-Black-Ice-Heloise-West-ebook/dp/B00QJEJ7VO/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

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  17. “Lady, you would tempt a hermit in his cell.” The King’s voice seemed to stroke the skin under my clothes and resonate in my very head. I could feel myself trembling, and a certain tingling throughout my lower parts reminded me that my desire matched his, regardless of my intentions.

    He was more than the King of England. He was the man who had courted me in dreams so secret that I had never confided them to anyone.

    With one arm about my waist, King Uther pressed my backside against him. I could feel the hardness of his cock pressing through his snug breeches and my gown. Oh, how I wished to feel that marble scepter pushing in between my legs as deeply as it could go!

    I pulled his arm away, and he did not hinder me. I turned to face him. “My Lord, if you think so, why have you never said so before my wedding to another?”

    “Please forgive my hesitation, my lady,” he said, smiling, “but I esteem your parents greatly, and you have not been long out of childhood. I did not wish to offend them by courting you too soon.”

    - from "Under the Sign of the Dragon" by Jean Roberta, in Nights of the Round Table: Arthurian Erotica, edited by Jennifer Levine (Circlet Press, December 2015).
    www.barnesandnoble.com/w/nights-of-the-round-table-jennifer-levine/1122933920

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  18. "Michel," she said, her long nails sliding down the front of his chest, "you have done very well today. Next time you come, I might actually bite your neck and drink directly from your veins. You’d like that, wouldn't you?"

    His breathing had grown shallow again. “Yes, Mistress. I would like that very much.”

    Virginia's hand whipped around to his cock. No surprise that it was rigid and pulsing. Grasping it firmly, she jerked him off, teasing him with the future. "There's a part of you that wants me to turn you, isn't there? A part of you that wants me to sink my teeth deep into your neck and drink you down... completely sucking your life blood out of you to nourish me."

    His hips thrust in conjunction with her hand. "Yes, Mistress. There is nothing I would like more.”

    A squeak escaped him, and she pressed his cock against his stomach as he came, aiming his hot white jism against himself. She released him, wiped her soiled palm against his hair and the cuts on his chest and stepped back. His session was over. "See you in two weeks, Michel."

    From my story in the anthology “Blood in the Rain: Seventeen Stories of Vampire Erotica.” Link to Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/qxx4jtn

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  19. Tommy MacDonald had a gorgeous cock. Not that I’d seen a multitude of them up close and in person, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t spot a beauty when I saw it. It turned a splendid shade of lavender-pink when I sucked it, and curved slightly to the right when he was fully hard – “The opposite of my politics,” he liked to joke. He was cut in the American fashion, which neither disturbed nor fascinated me, beyond my general fascination with him as a whole, as I’d lost my virginity in America and had been there ever since.

    I loved the delicate blue venules and fuchsia arterioles along his shaft. They were so very pretty, and his skin so silken when it got taut. I might have traced them for hours, but of course when I started it would lead to something else, and the hours were reduced to minutes.

    This was no cause for complaint.

    --

    From "Sucker for Love" in the anthology Licked, on Amazon at http://amzn.to/1mtZVEk

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  20. Thanks for all the great snippets!! Lots of new participants, too!

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  21. I stood behind Alberto and took pictures of my dirty wife dutifully looking up at us, her mouth fully stuffed with his hard meat. He gripped her pigtails, wrapping her silky hair in his hands, and started thrusting his hips.

    “It’s OK?” He said. “I can fuck your pretty face?”

    Katelynn gave him a trembling moan of affirmation, and Alberto took over, vigorously thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth. I had never seen a man more animated to fuck a woman's mouth, and my cock was practically bursting through my zipper while I watched my wife easily handle his hammering thrusts.

    He lifted her head by her ponytails to give her a break from his lustful plunges, and after a couple of impudent exhales, she begged him for more. He stood, lifted her head to his cock by her hair, and rapidly fucked her face again while she insatiably held his hips. I turned the camera sideways and took tall shots of them in profile, capturing a couple of glorious pictures of my wife gagging on his eager muscle.

    Voracious Cougars Want It Deep, by Devin Brees
    http://devinbrees.com/books/voracious-cougars-want-it-deep/

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  22. Sexy Snippet from Deadly Alliance, http://www.amazon.com/Deadly-Alliance-Kathleen-Rowland-ebook/dp/B019EE5OP8/

    She braced against the dresser. “I’m seconds away from begging.”
    He reached through her thighs, just brushing her mound, and she arched in response. He used his fingers to stroke her lips, parted them, and spread her wetness over them. Using control, he was slow to enter. Buried in her sweetness, he thrust into her like a piston.
    She turned her head. “Finn,” she whispered. “Finn.”
    He pulled her skirt-covered hips into his, riding her and loving the way she let herself go. “I can’t get enough of you.”
    She came with a loud moan, and he released into her. As she came down, she laughed. He pulled out of her but wrapped his arms around her and didn’t let go for a long time. He kissed the back of her neck. “We belong to each other tonight.”
    She turned, and the look of ecstasy on her face turned him on more than he ever thought possible. He needed to taste her.
    He knelt, and with his fingers, he spread her pussy wide and touched the tip of his tongue to her clit.
    Her body shook, and her hands were in his hair as she pulled him close.

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  24. Sexy Snippet from Their Kidnapped Bride - Book 1, Bridewater Menage Series - http://www.amazon.com/Their-Kidnapped-Bride-Bridgewater-Menage-ebook/dp/B00XJ3H67U

    "Stop," Ian commanded. Realizing she was panicking, he spanked her arse, her skin quivering beneath his palm.
    She froze in place and cried out. Stunned. "He spanked me!"
    "He bloody well did, and he will do it again if you continue to resist. Oh, you liked it. Ian, she's dripping onto my lap."
    "No, I don't like it!" she cried out, but her juices dripping onto my cock said otherwise.
    Ian gave her another mild spank. "Do not lie, lass."
    Her inner walls clenched down on the head of my cock. I gritted my teeth. "You are not in control here. We are. I assure you my cock will fit and your body is most assuredly wet and ready. It is your maidenhead that is blocking the way. I will solve that problem right now."
    "But–"
    Before she could protest anymore, I pressed her down with both hands on her arse, thrusting up, deliberately hard, claiming her.

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