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Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 04/28/2015: Blindfolding Arousal

Welcome to another segment of Tantalizing Tuesday.

I have an arousing piece to give you, that would either make you want to bust out with a toy or tube sock, and I really mean it.

While this picture depicts a little bit of BDSM, I don't write it. 
I like writing very erotic pieces that will arouse you. 

In this piece, Gemma is seeking a therapy lesson from Dr. Maynard that want to help her enjoy her body better, and he comes up with some very unorthodox methods to make her enjoy herself.

Anyways, enjoy this erotic little piece. 


“Hands on the table,” Dr. Maynard commanded with pure authority as he held a black velvet cloth in his hand.

Gemma did as he commanded; her body was naked and vulnerable to his touch. She placed her hand on the desk and Gemma was finally at his mercy when she placed both her hands on the desk. Her nipples hardened with anticipation, when she felt the heat of his body behind her and the dark cloth going in front of her face. She knew was happening next. She immediately closed her eyes, and allowed Dr. Maynard to blindfold her until the cloth was snug over her face.

He stepped away, but not before he whispered, “I want you to relax and let me help you enjoy your body.”

Gemma couldn’t help bite her lip. She wondered what he had in store for her. Even the thought of it left a delicious ache growing in her center. She could feel it now. Then without warning, she felt something feathered against one of her nipples. It felt soft and arousing. Gemma couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp under her breath.

Dr. Maynard, “Just relax, this is just the beginning; wait until we get to the good part.”

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Friday, April 24, 2015

Flash Fiction Friday - 04/24/2015 - That First Kiss

Happy Friday. Let's get on with a Flash Fiction Friday piece in 100 words.

Gotta love this pic of the Bay Bridge, coming from the San Francisco side.

Anyways, enjoy!

The sky turned into a violet color as the night sky arrived, causing the lights on the Bay Bridge to beacon, while Eve felt comfortable, sitting next to Zack on the docks to enjoy the nice, serene view of the bay, as the candles float over water.

She leaned her head over his shoulder, exhaling a soft sigh of content. Zack returned the same affection, placing his arm over her lap. When the two raised their heads and turned to face each other. There was a gaze, but their eyes fluttered when they leaned closer and kissed for the very first time. 

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Thursday, April 23, 2015

Thursday Tasters - 04/23/2015: Love Out Of Lust - Part Five

Happy Thursday! It's time for another segment of Thursday Tasters, and today, I'm happy to feature what's inside my current WIP - Love Out Of Lust - Part Five, and this release happen in June 2015; one year after Part Four's successful release. 

Thanks to those who have been patient with the series, hoping it will continue, and I promise to deliver.

How about a delicious start of the morning sex scene in 379 words, just a taste, okay?


“Since you’re up this early, I thought maybe we could kill some time doing other things together.”
Daryl smiled as he looked at her delicious, sexy appearance. How could he refuse? Marisol sauntered around the bed sexily, giving him her most naughtiest grin as she climbed on bed and sat next to him, caressing his chest, at the time lifting up his shirt. The she leaned in to give him a kiss. God, this woman knows how to make him hard and ready. Her kisses were wanting and demanding; a peck on his lips and then a peck on the side of cheek. Daryl inhaled the morning kisses from Marisol, which had him aching to get her out of her panties.
He slipped his hands through her hair, pulled her kisses further. Marisol then slid her hand over his hardness. She curled her fingers through the covers, getting a feel of how aroused he was. When she pulled away, her eyes narrowed in desperate wanton and then she climbed on top of him, sitting on him in a cowgirl position. Her hips gyrated, as Daryl placed his hand over her breasts. Daryl was intrigued how hard her nipples grew from his touch. He poked his thumb softly against her nipple, taking in her reaction to his touch. Then he slid his other hand down her tummy, where he playfully pulled around the strap of her panties. He managed to get a peak inside, savoring the view of her clean shaven mound, but he moved his hands over her thighs when she leaned in to kiss him again, this time moving her hips against his with speed. Marisol was in such heat and passion for him. Her movement had his cock ache with such torment.
Marisol nuzzled her nose against his; Daryl placed his hand over her ass, giving it a nice squeeze when Marisol pressed her lips against his. She slipped her tongue inside his mouth, lustfully; the two exchanged one of the hottest kisses since Valentine’s Day. What a way to start the morning!
“Mmm…” Marisol moaned. “I want you to take it out right now. Let me feel you inside me.” She exhaled her most erotic sigh as his ear warmed from the heat of her breath.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2015

When People Confuse Censorship to Company Policy and Regulations

In the past, I have heard people make complaints of how Amazon was putting erotic authors in the back-burner, or how some publishing companies won’t publish gay romance, or how other companies are looking to ban nudity on their sits, or better yet how the a government regulation is defined to be censorship.

First of all, let me set the record straight, censorship is wrong, but most people do not know what is the differences between these three. When an author, an artist, or a producer cannot make money off these works, they are the first to bitch about censorship, because they don’t like the new regulation or mandate. I usually look at them as people who prefer to bend the truth only for their own purpose.

What people need to realize about censorship is it isn’t the same as industry regulations or company policies. What censorship really is, is the government that enacts a law or policy prohibiting any kind of media at their sovereign states. I could give you a list of things that would classify as censorship, for example:

In Japan, you cannot view penile penetration scenes in pornography as it is prohibited.

In some countries around the world, pornography is prohibited.

An international news network isn’t allow to broadcast or syndicate its programming.

Talks in some parts of the United States about enacting a law that prohibits a citizen to film the police, even if they aren’t interfering with the investigation.

Numerous talks about banning pornography in countries like the United States and the United Kingdom. (It has happened in the past, but failed)

These are prime examples of censorship; not just in the United States but around the world. Censorship is basically when a government or bureaucracy prohibits the media to inform or express artistically, or prohibiting anyone from expressing their rights or opinion. Censorship, yes is really an act of control; only to control what they will allow in their country. Surely, it’s wrong, but yes, these countries have their own sovereign right to do so without your permission or approval, and it happens in the United States, United Kingdom, Australia, and Canada – English speaking nations with a more modernize structure.

However people do need to understand that they cannot confuse government regulations and company policies as censorship, because I learned most people are just ranting they either don’t like the new rule implemented, and yes, change is motherfucker. When you’re used to playing things this way, and the game has changed, of course this will upset you, but I think before you start bitching and ranting you should know the difference between these three.
Now, I already gave a prime example of what censorship really is, but let’s get down to company policy, because here’s where I hear a good amount of bitching from my industry – the erotic writing industry.

Recently, in February 2015, Google did announce that Blogger would no longer accept blogs that contain adult content. Now, this was a game-change for me to, because I’ve been using Blogger – The AfterDark World w/ Ray Sostre for four years, since 2011. I use pornographic images on my blog to describe snippets to my writing groups, and I do list it as #NSFW (not safe for work) on the social network sites. They urged users to either migrate their material to different blogs or set their settings to private. Newer blogs would be prohibited to contain adult content. Now, thankfully this plan never followed through. They realized the number of bloggers who had been with them since inception (1999). When Google backtracked their decision, I was relieved, because I love using Blogger for my stories, and I really didn’t want to move my work to WordPress or other sites, but I was willing to if they did.

Now, is that wrong? No, I will tell you why:

A private company can decide whatever they wish to choose, any direction they want to go to, without your consent or approval of any such. Now, of course there will be a backlash, but they reserve the right to. Yes, there will be ramifications, but they can set their own policy, it is not censorship.

Amazon, most famously known for putting erotic authors in the closet, can do the same thing to. Keep in mind Google, Tumblr, and Amazon’s core audience is the general public. You can debate it all you want that you’re part of the general public. You can debate that erotic content makes up a significant percentage of users, but you can’t tell them who they want to chose for their market.

Amazon established itself for the general audience; Google’s sole purpose was for the same thing. Now, of course they can set the policy to allow erotic content, but they also have to set standards of what they allow in their companies. I am the owner of AfterDark Online; I even set my standards of what I allow there.

I remembered making a Twitter comment in 2012 about censorship is wrong, but a person criticize me about not allowing incest stories, rape fantasy stories, and golden showers on my site. I told the person that is the policy standard of AfterDark Online, and I am entitled to run it the way I choose. Then this person argued that if I’m against censorship, I should give the people whatever they want. You think I would fall for that bullshit trick? No.

Here’s why, and every company does this – say no to a current customer and potential customer: Show me a company that gives a customer whatever they want, and I will show you a company that goes out of business. My core audience is for women who like conventional erotic stories; not for those that want to read extremely dark or taboo content. If I open the doors to authors who write incest, golden shower stories, scat stories, rape fantasies, then I’m eliminating my core audience. Some will argue that there are women who like these stories, but I won’t allow it on my site. That is why I have Story Submission Guidelines on AfterDark Online; the same reason why other companies are entitled to make their own company policies. It is not considered censorship.

Now I’m going to differentiate the meaning of Regulations, because I know, especially in America, many people define regulations as the enemy of freedom. And what I also learned that there people around the world that doesn’t know the similarities of local, state, province, municipal, and federal are all considered to be government. Regulations is not classified as censorship, and don’t try to debate it, because the sole purpose of regulations is when it affects the safety of mass number of people, either in their livelihoods or health, you need to have regulations to ensure fairness.

Now how can someone call regulations the enemy? It’s very simple. There are people who don’t like mandates when it affects their pockets, going back to how they enjoyed making money, even if they were ripping people off or putting others’ health at risk. Yes, there are honest companies, but regulations are also there to protect people against an industry’s negligence, because they don’t care what happens to you, only what happens to their pockets.

I can give you an example of why regulations aren’t considered censorship – a recent one.

In 2012, voters in Los Angeles County enacted Measure B, County of Los Angeles Safer Sex In the Adult Film Industry Act, requiring the use of condoms in all vaginal and anal sex scenes in pornography productions that is filmed in Los Angeles. This measure also requires porn production companies to obtain health permits prior to production and to post the permit and a notice to performers regarding condom use during production.

Now, first of all, as a writer, I don’t include condoms in my stories, since characters in my stories do not contract HIV/AIDS or any other STI, unless I decide to include it in the story. I’m exempt, because I’m not using live people to act out my story. However, I am in full support of the law, since I learned about the HIV scare in the porn industry in 2004 and 1998. They all occurred in Los Angeles, before this mandate was put through.

To the porn production companies, they would argue that it is a violation of free speech. Now, that is bullshit, because when you are using people and demanding them to do extreme scenes at the expense of their health and lives, there should be a regulation for it, because guys like them only see one thing – the bottom line. Like the mindset of any management, they can find someone else that willing to do what they say, only for the money.

In 2004, the HIV outbreak in the porn industry was due to negligence of the production company, not the porn actor Darren James. They tested him too soon, after arriving back from Brazil, and there were talks about Brazil having a higher HIV rate than the U.S., and they weren’t sure of the frequency of HIV testing. In 2009 and 2010, there were a number of people in the industry that were let go, because they contracted the virus that causes AIDS. If anyone wants to argue about Cameron Bay, who contracted HIV, mind you she was doing a shoot in San Francisco. There is no known ordinance mandating condom use, but I wouldn’t be surprise they’d follow suit.

Now surely, the major porn productions had tried to get the regulation repealed, but the repeal failed which resulted to a mass exodus of the industry leaving Los Angeles County, about 95 % of them moving to other counties in California and Southern Nevada.

Now, yes, regulations can hurt things, but when its measuring up against the risk of others it needs to be enacted to protect those from negligence. To a person who opposes regulations, until you become a victim of negligence or fraud, you will always criticize it.

Is that defined as censorship? No. Could it affect sales of pornography, yes, but will I watch a porn scene that has a condom? YES. I love erotica and porn, and yes, I care about the actors who perform in the industry. For years, I’ve learned how the porn industry has tossed them out in the streets when they contracted HIV, and even though this law is in its early stage, it’s to benefit the safety of actors. There is a law for law enforcement to be required to wear a bullet-proof vest, part of an OSHA requirement (Occupational Safety Hazard Administration). There is a law for food workers to wear gloves and hair nets when preparing food. There is a law for custodians in handling chemicals, including proper protective equipment. I have no quarrels about a law that mandates the use of condoms on a porn set. Safety first – Always. A regulation may be a hassle, but it's not considered censorship when measured up against a number of people affected.

I hope I had explained the differences of between censorship, company policies, and regulations. No one should ever confuse it, because censorship is wrong, but a company’s discretion and a regulation to ensure safety and security for others isn’t censorship to freedom.

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 04/21/2015: One Night Reunion

Happy Tuesday everyone. It's time to give a tease in 200 words, but I'm slightly over by 15 words, but this scene was too hot it's going to be on my to do list - expand it to a story.

Hope you enjoy this delicious FFM piece.

Brent looked down as he pushed himself inside Laura, the blond sensuous-looking blonde on the bed. She arched her body and ran her hands through her hair, when she uttered a soft moan, while Karen, moved behind him, placing her hand over his tummy, nuzzling at his neck. Brent couldn’t help savoring the intense feeling of Laura; she was very wet and tight. He turned his head back to Karen, and the two shared a soft kiss, which turned ravenous as their tongues danced together.

All this excitement nearly distracted Brent. His hands slid over Laura’s thigh, when she moved her hands over her breasts, pinching her nipples when she looked down at his cock, slowly pushing in and out. Brent, in the meantime, felt Karen’s hand moving up his chest and over his neck. When she placed her hand at the side of his face, their mouths locked together as he exchanged the most erotic kiss. Brent wondered how they ended up getting so lucky, being with the girls he hung out in high school?

It was a night a passion, but they knew this was only a one time thing, or could they? They were all in a relationship with someone else, but all three admitted they weren’t happy with the ones they're with.

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Monday, April 20, 2015

Random Short Snippets - A Delicious Quickie

It's that time again for another segment of Random Short Snippets. 

Today, I want to express some dirty sexual thoughts in the morning (what else is new, lol).

I hope you can contain your Monday with this naught 551 word snippet.


She slipped off her panties and allowed them to fall on the floor. Georgia watched her man, Robert, sit on the sofa while holding himself in his hand, waiting for her to climb on top of him and ride him good. She was intrigued and wet with anticipation; she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. Just the thought of herself bouncing up and down on Robert’s cock inside of her had her core aching with sheer pleasure. She loved the way his length stood in his hand.

When she got on the sofa, Georgia had straddled herself on top of him, and then she felt his tip resting below her slit, but above her tight hole. She reached under herself and guided him inside of her. Georgia closed her eyes when she gasped out of pleasure. She loved the way he stretched inside her. The feeling was intense. She leaned in and began to gyrate her hips, Georgia was coating him with her wetness, instantly making him able to push in and out of her, while the two exchanged kisses.

Then Robert spoke between their kisses. “I want to see your tits.”

Georgia would happily oblige. She knew those were one of her bodily assets that got Robert all excited. He loved it when her tits bounced up and down. When she raised up her shirt, she exposed her lacy white bra, embroidered to perfection as it cupped her breasts together. Robert couldn’t help keep his hands off them. Without any hesitation, he placed both his hands around her soft globes and began to give a firm squeeze. Georgia, in the back of her mind, wanted Robert to yank them down and have them devoured with his mouth. She couldn’t help rocking her hips back and forth on him.

Then out of a burst of passion, as if he was reading her mind, he unclasped her bra between her cleavage, and her breasts fell off. Georgia help his appetite grow with pure, carnal pleasure. He dove in and Georgia felt his tongue dance around one of her nipples. The two moved together in sync with pleasure, and Georgia couldn’t help it but place her arm around the back of his neck. She took in his lustful kisses, while gyrating her hips until she couldn’t contain herself. She was coming close to her climax.

Georgia then clenched her hand in his hair when she let out a cry of pleasure. The feeling was so intense, her body was at the mercy of Robert’s hold, until she was able to gain momentum of herself. When her eyes met his, Georgia kissed him lustfully, ravaging each other’s mouths, until she heard a soft grunt in between his kisses. He wasn’t obvious, but she knew he felt really hard inside of her, where Georgia felt a rush of cum filling her. She continued gyrating her hips, wishing Robert would throb inside her forever, but his pulsation slowed and the Georgia could feel the sweat on his chest. His orgasm was intense enough to want to catch air.

The two kissed one more time, before breaking it slowly with a soft grin. Georgia smiled. “You get me every time when you lick my nipples.”

Robert replied, blowing out his breath softly. “You get me every time, when I hear you orgasm”

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Friday, April 17, 2015

Release Day Blitz: RAFE by Jo Raven

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Release Day Blitz RAFE by Jo Raven


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His name is Rafaele Vestri, Rafe to his friends. He’s tall, strong, handsome. Distant. He often comes to the coffee shop where I work, but we don’t talk much. He looks at me, though. Stares at me, his gaze heated, and I can’t help but stare back. I want him, I won’t deny it. I’ve never seen anyone that beautiful, anyone that powerful, in my life. But he’s growing more withdrawn by the day. Something’s up, and he won’t tell. I know about his past—the murder of his family when he was fifteen. I can imagine how much it must have cost him. So much violence contained in that strong body, waiting to be unleashed. What is he seeking? What is he training so hard for? Why is he looking at me like he’s dying to touch me, but won’t dare? Even as I try to stop thinking about him, get interested in other boys, I realize I can’t. I’m caught, body and soul, just like that. And I tell myself, Megan, girl… What have you gotten yourself into this time? Standalone novel. No cliffhanger. *Warning: this book contains graphic language, sex, and violence. Mature readers only. Not intended for young readers.*

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I’m staring at Rafe’s hand. Big, strong, callused. A scar runs from his thumb to the index finger. He’s looking at me, waiting. So I lift my hand, place it in his. It fits on his palm, smaller, darker, thinner. He seems as entranced by the contrast as I am. His fingers curl, closing around mine. His lips part, but no sound comes from his mouth, and his gaze remains fixed on our entwined hands, pale lashes hiding the gold of his eyes. Now I’m the one caught, transfixed. His mouth looks soft, vulnerable, at odds with his strong, angular features and the broad set of his shoulders. The need to touch his face is overwhelming, and I step closer, so close I can sense his scent. Not a cologne, but the deep scent of his skin, like musk and warm metal. I can see the rise and fall of his chest underneath the black Deathmoth T-shirt he’s wearing under his open jacket, see the outline of his strong pecs. We’re standing so close our breaths mingle, and our bodies touch in places as we shift, feathery brushes that send fire across my skin, into my belly, making me ache. He places his hands on my waist and I grip his thick, sinewy forearms. My stomach drops as if I’m standing at the edge of a precipice, on the edge of a moment that can change everything. What’s happening? It’s as if in the hollow darkness, the barrier between us is crumbling, the wall he’s set between himself and the world is falling. His hands tighten on my hipbones and his lashes lift, his gaze moving to my mouth. His breathing is ragged. He tugs me against him, his fingertips digging painfully into my flesh, his arms flexing with barely controlled strength. His arousal presses into my stomach, hot and thick, caught sideways in his jeans. My mind fills up with static. Rafe wants me. There’s the solid proof of his desire. The heated gaze I’ve felt so often on me is translated into a physical reaction, and it makes me feel so hot I might burst into flames. He’s so handsome, I can’t help myself. I want to stroke his square jaw, drag my fingertips over the golden stubble on his cheeks, kiss those damnable dimples.
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Jo Raven writes New Adult contemporary romance. She loves sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines, and divides her time between writing and reading. When not cooking up plots, she putters in her cluttered kitchen and dreams of travelling.


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Thursday, April 16, 2015

Thursday Tasters - 04/16/2015: Chateaux Plasir

Welcome to another segment of Thursday Tasters. 

Tonight, I'm really excited and thrilled to present a very erotic piece that I'm working on.

It is the most erotic novel I'm ever writing, breaking all the rules of writing an erotic romance with a pure twist of darkness, secrets, and desires - Chateux Plasir - the house of pleasure.

This dark erotic romance is about a woman name Meriessa Hernandez who receives an invitation, along with her friends from college, to stay at Adela Gitana's mansion, otherwise dubbed the House of Pleasure for a two month long stay. This story I'm writing breaks all the norm that I usually write, because for the first time, I'm using light BDSM, Transgendered, and M/M scenes in the story, as well as menage, F/F, and M/F scenes. While the story will have lots of sex, it will also have lots of drama involve.

Anyways, here is a sample of my WIP. I hope you enjoy.


Adela wiped the corner of her mouth and set the napkin cloth down, and folded her fingers together as she gave the girl a soft, wicked grin. “That was such a delicious meal, wasn’t it? What do you say we go in the living room for a fun nightly entertainment?”

“Entertainment? Sure.” Meriessa shrugged. “What kind.”

“Oh, the kind you, Sarah, and Anissa would enjoy – some live entertainment. Come on, let’s take our glasses over to the entertainment room.”

Sarah turned to Meriessa with a whisper. “Live entertainment?”

Meriessa shrugged; she was equally perplexed by the idea of live entertainment.

The women got up from their seats and followed Adela out of the dining room, over to the living den, where they noticed a young man blindfolded and standing in the middle of the den, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. Meriessa was suddenly stunned over Adela’s idea of live entertainment. Then again, the young man had a very nice muscular body, where she could run her fingernails over. The living room was a nice warm setting; the lights brightened in amber to set the erotic mood of what was to come.

Adela instructed the women to sit at a red settee, while she walked over behind him and placed her fingers over the young man’s shoulder. The man jerked subtly from the feeling of Adela’s fingernails tapping over his shoulder, but he remained still. Meriessa was really curious what Adela had in mind for this young man. She turned to Sarah and Anissa; they were equally curious as well.

“Tonight, we have guests who will be staying with us for a while – a month. You are not only going to be at my disposal, but at theirs as well. Do you hear me, Rex?”

Rex quickly nodded with an answer. “Yes Baroness.”

Adela then moved her lips over to Rex and commanded. “You may take the blindfolds off now. You assignment today is to make each of my friends cum with your tongue.” Adela turned the women. “Take off your pants and underwear. We’re both going to get a little treat from this young man tonight.”

Meriessa and Sara looked at each other oddly. Did Adela had just tell them to take off their bottoms? Sara was in her jeans, and Meriessa was wearing the same too. She turned to Anissa next to her, who hesitated to take off her underwear. This wasn’t the Adela the girls knew when they were in college together.

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Monday, April 13, 2015

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 04/14/2015: Morning Chaser

Happy Tuesday. It's time for another segment in 200 words.


Roger awoke to the heavenly beauty of Kelsey’s body over his, when she laid a soft warm kiss over his lips, warming his body with her curves. She was dressed in her lacy white lingerie that instantly heated up his start of the day. It was a morning worth waking up to. He loved the smell of sweet perfume and sensuality in the morning.

“Good morning,” Kelsey grinned, placing her finger over his cheek. “I hope you’re hungry.”

“Hungry for you,” he said placing his hands all over the back of her body.

“Me too, but I made you breakfast. Some pancakes with sausage.”

Roger raised his eyebrow. “Mmmm… sounds good.”

Kelsey leaned in again and kissed his lips. The feel of her body resting on top of his had him so hard, he wanted to push aside her lacy underwear and fuck her, right there on the bed. God, he loved the way she felt on top of him. Roger attempted to pull down her underwear, when Kelsey protested.

“Nah-ah. Naughty boy. We eat first, and then play later.”

Roger frowned, “Well that’s no way a man should start his morning. I could use a morning chaser right now.”

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Saturday, April 11, 2015

Random Short Snippets - 04/11/2015: Karen

Happy Saturday. Hope you're enjoying your weekend?

Okay, it's time for a segment of Random Short Snippets, on The AfterDark World. 

Today, I'm going to give you a little tease of my work in 331 words for your Saturday. 

Imagine doing your former school teacher in a threesome, 
and her deliciousness will help you forget that she is a school teacher.

Anyways, enjoy this naughty little piece.

Cody watched his friend Michael place the flogger over the back of her Karen’s ass, as she bent over the couch, naked, wearing nothing but her black nylon stockings, exposing her delicious curvy ass, while she displayed the white gem that centered between her glorious cheeks. Karen had a jeweled butt plug that was placed by Michael, and from Cody’s point of view, he was amazed how beautiful Karen’s ass looked.

The view was hot, and of course Cody was harder than ever. She was literally working herself up, as she placed her fingers under herself. Her hair was gripped by Michael’s large hands, as his friend bucked his hips back and forth in her mouth. Karen uttered a few moans in between, but Michael gave a better indication as he tilted his head back from the wonderful feeling Karen was giving him. Cody at this point wished it was him right now, having Karen suck him off, but he was observing, watching the view of Karen’s ass she wiggled from the arousal she was giving herself.

“Oh yeah,” Michael growled. “Fuck, you feel good.” He tapped her ass playfully with his flogger. Then he looked back at Cody. “Why don’t you take off your pants and fuck her?”

Cody would love to, but as much as he enjoyed the view of Karen, he was in disbelief that his former high school teacher was bent over on the couch, blowing Michael while she fingered herself. He couldn’t believe this was his former school teacher that was willing to do both of them, but his hard-on for her showed otherwise. The way she bent over on the sofa had him thinking how bad he wanted to fuck Karen, otherwise, Ms. Fogle; she was probably old enough to be his mother, but hell yeah, she was hot!

Michael looked down and pulled his cock out when he asked Karen, “You want Cody to fuck you?”

Karen nodded, “Mmmhmm… that would be so nice.”

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Friday, April 10, 2015

Flash Fiction Friday: The Courtyard of Chateaux Plasir

Hey everyone. Happy Friday. i want to give a little sample of one of my WIPs, and this picture sparked my muse even more, because I want to bring something both erotic and sensual in this piece, and Chateaux Plasir  will be one of the most erotic works ever.

Here is a flash in 100 words. 

Allow me to give you a taste of pleasure.


Anissa sauntered around the flora courtyard Chateaux Plasir, enjoying the fresh spring morning that filled the air. She could feel the warm, humid air against her skin, and smell the floral fragrances flowers floating in the dormant pond. Anissa was in paradise. The scene was so arousing, she could feel a rise of sensuality of being in a tranquil garden. She was in her purple and black lingerie, but covered in her silky black robe, and the delicious thought about her lover, Boris, left a wonderful ache growing in her core. Oh what a beautiful place to make love, in this glorious garden.

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Thursday, April 9, 2015

Thursday Tasters - 04/09/2015: Love Type Situation

Hey what's up? It's time for another segment of Thursday Tasters.
As of last night, I just got word that my manuscript Love Type Situation was accepted through Bitten Press, and it will be out in a matter of time.

Anyways, let me give you brief description of Love Type Situation. It is a May/December erotic romance about a woman who has had bad luck with men her age and older, and when she finally meets a man that is right for her, the only issue she has is his age. The man is eight years younger than her, but he has the better qualities of the men she was involved in.

Anyways, here is a bar scene between Sadie Mendez, the heroine of the story, and her best friend Danny. They sit in a gay club in San Francisco, going over her problems.


“No way, what would I do with a young guy like him. He was one of the kids I tutored years ago. I could never see myself go for a guy like him, especially someone that young.”
“What’s wrong with someone being young? I like dating young men; they’re way much better in bed than the older ones. These young men have such stamina you wouldn’t believe. If they cum too quickly the first time, they’re willing to go at it again, and the sex is far more intense than the first.”
As if Sadie needed to hear the sexually graphic details from Danny. She shook her head. “T… M… I, Danny. I mean, really?”
“Yeah really. You mean to tell me you wouldn’t do a young guy in the bedroom?”
“Then what about Mr. Two-Pump Chump, Dustin? He’s older than you and you’ve always told me how you were never satisfied whenever he—”
Sadie didn’t want Danny to go any further about her bedroom details. “Okay, okay, I get it, but there’s no way I could see myself with someone younger. I mean, these young boys only think of one thing and nothing but one thing. They never have their shit together, and they’re so immature.”
“And what luck are you having with the older men, Sadie? Huh? Look, I love you girl; you’re my best friend, but to be honest, you haven’t had any luck with these older men either. I mean, before Dustin you were dating a three-time felon before you realized he wasn’t going to change. Then I remembered the other man you were with; he was so narcissistic he nearly fucked your head up when you broke up with him. What about the other guy, he was a serial cheater that loved making you jealous every time he was around another woman. Must I go on?”
Sadie couldn’t find any argument to it; as much as it pain-staked her Danny was right. He had seen all the men she was with and no matter how old they were, they were all bad news.
“Maybe I should turn gay; date women only.”
“And girl, you’ll still be here telling me how terrible these women are towards you. Look, I’m not saying to just give up hope, but have you ever thought of just trying for a guy who’s younger than you?”

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Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Began Working On Love Out Of Lust - Pt 5 & Chateau Plasir - A Dark Erotic Romance

Today, I'm working on two manuscripts today. One is part five from the Love Out Of Lust Series, and the other is a dark erotic romance called Chateau Plasir.

Love Out Of Lust - Part Five will be independently published and it will be edited by Elicia Stoll. She is an awesome editor. As far as the Chateau Plasir, I have no plans yet, but it might be edited by Elicia Stoll as well, but I haven't officially decided if it will be independently published or go through a publisher for exposure. I'm debating about it, because while I love being part of a publisher like Bitten Press, I'm an indie as well.

Lover Out Of Lust - Part Five was supposed to be completed by the end of 2014, but there were other projects I had in mind, and I was in management at the time, where I had very little time for anything. Part Five will be a little more dramatic, being that Part Four show the most romantic part of the series, there will some interesting scenes that will have you buzzin' throughout the story; I promise you that. Of course there will be sex involve, but there will be plenty of drama to read, ending with something you haven't anticipated. I will also work on Part Six, which will be another romantic piece between Daryl and Marisol.

I want to give a shoutout to my former staff at the Wendover Nugget Hotel & Casino -- the cocktail waitresses and bartenders. I had fun re-interacting with you, and I miss working with you all. A lot has changed since I left five months ago, but it's great catching up.

In other news about my second manuscript, I've been wanting to work on a dark erotic novel. At first, I wasn't sure where to go with my idea. I love reading BDSM, but I'm not into writing it, because there's much more to it than just whips, chains, and ropes. After deciding where to go, I'm keeping it erotic romance, but very dark and twisted. Not too dark, but this story will need lots of sex. In this story, for the first time, I will touch genres I've never written, but willing to touch to keep it very interesting. For starters, there will be lots of menage/group sex scenes, plenty of lesbian scenes, definitely m/f scenes, but I will also touch gay sex scenes and transgendered sex scenes in the story.

The story takes place in a mansion where heroine is anointed at the second in charge, next to the baroness, and she falls for a young man in the chateau. Now the story is sketchy, but I will go further into details. It's going to have light BDSM, because I'm not into extreme, first of all, even though I can read it. There will be more to come in the story called Chateau Plasir. In French, it is called Pleasure Palace or The Palace of Pleasure.

More to come on my WIP. Off to work.

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

The Realism Dilemma

Over the number of years that I’ve been writing, and I’ve noticed the reviews and comments written by some people about stories that have read. While some of their one, two, or three star reviews may have some legitimacy, due to the fact the writer had written a boring piece, there were too many punctual errors, or the person wasn’t feeling the story entirely, I have noticed a number of reviews that was over-opinionated, petty, and lots of nip-picking.

Ouch! Why did I say that? Well, why not tell it like it is.

I’m going to give a brief re-cap from a review I received in 2012, when I released “The Girl Upstairs” on Romance Divine. I won’t say the name of the reviewer, out of respect, but I got to notice all the nip-picking on my story:

Before I get into the pieces of the story, let me give you a brief summary of my story that Carlos Munoz moved out of New York City, in search for a better life in Scranton, PA, and he falls for this woman Bella that lives above him. What Carlos doesn’t know is that Bella has a dark past, an ex-boyfriend who just got out of jail. When her ex-boyfriend finds out where she lives, Carlos does what it takes to save Bella from the most unthinkable.

Okay, now the review I received three years ago, with a bombardment of criticism from one reviewer.

The reviewers said that how could I write a story where a man who was a financial analyst go down to being a janitor? And have I done any research on how much a financial analyst makes in New York? Also, what are the odds of the ex-boyfriend finding out where she lived? It’s not really possible, if he got out of jail. The sex was really good, but your characters didn’t use any condoms. I don’t think I could give it a good review.

My response was like, really? Get the fuck out of here! But I have much thicker skin than that, and I’m sure there are many authors who feel the same.

Now, I did explain in the story, The Girl Upstiars, that Carlos was a financial analyst who got laid off when the company went under. He tried to find another job, but he couldn’t make ends meet and left New York City to live with his brother, until he was able to get his own place. The average salary of a financial analyst for a big company in New York City is 70k. When he moved to Scranton, located in Northeastern Pennsylvania, the only job he could find was a janitor job that paid $23k a year. I know a hell of a drop. I also explained in the story of why he didn’t pursue the job as a financial analyst. He also hated the job, the more he was working in that field.

The odds of Bella’s ex-boyfriend, who just got out of prison and discovered where she lived, finding her is totally fiction. I never intended to get into the details, and drag on the scene. In my opinion, I found it too boring, and I like to avoid any extra fluffs and fillers.

And now the part some readers bitch about reading erotic stories – characters that engage in risky sex in the story. Yes, in the real world, HIV/AIDS and other STI’s exist, but in the story, my characters are immune to it, unless I say they are not; whether you like it or not, that the way I write my sex scenes.

Now I know, in the real world, these events aren’t at all possible or things are handled differently in a situation, but there are a lot of readers that need to pull their heads out of their ass, because the story is fiction. Shall I spell it? F-I-C-T-I-O-N. I am an erotic romance author that uses ‘writer’s creativity.” The true purpose of the story was about a man who left the city life to settle in a small town, to fall in love with a woman who was right for him. The story was never meant to feel real.

But to get back to the topic of fiction, when you watch a TV Show or a movie; let’s take NCIS or CSI, for example, or better yet, Law & Order: SVU, better yet. What makes the T.V. Shows really interesting is how they plot the story. Surely, they use real life events, but they also use writer’s creativity. I will give you samples of writers creativity, and there is no law for it. The truth is it’s how well can you make the show very interesting.

The episodes in Law & Order: SVU, uses realistic events in their shows, they also use creativity to keep it interesting, otherwise it wouldn’t have lasted sixteen seasons. They have to add different plots, scenarios, and create twists that will make you say ‘Oh Shit!’, but also the story doesn’t necessarily have a happy ending in the story. Also, in the show, the crime is immediately solved. While in reality, cases like these go cold; victims don’t come forward because of fear, and sometimes these crimes go unreported because of other circumstances. The show is a hit, because of the creativity of the show, not because it feels so real. The show is supposed to capture you in a drama. That’s the trademark of Dick Wolf.

I use some real events in the story, but I choose writer’s creativity to keep it interesting. If I use any ounce of realism, then the story is over-explained and boring. Realism in a fiction story hinders creativity, no matter how you put it. Both Stephen King, L. Ron Hubbard, Danielle Steele, E.L. James, and James Patterson, all respectively, use creative writing skills to make their stories interesting, regardless of how real it might feel to you, which I’m about to touch another subject about how real it needs to feel.

Reader: But I need the story to feel so real to me. I need to be the character when I read it.

First of all, get over your melodrama. What is it that you need to feel the character? Do you expect the character to physically touch you? Fiction or fantasy is meant to let your mind escape, not transform you into some magical creature. We are suppose to help your imagination fly, not keep you grounded with reality. And to those who need to be the character, come the fuck down to reality, because you sound ridiculous! If you want to understand the character, then that is different, but for you to be the character I think you need to seek help.

Reader: This one phrase in the story didn’t sound right.

Really, this one phrase in the story instantly destroyed your mood to read the book. Do you know how pathetic you sound to the average person who has sense and sensibility? No one’s perfect in the world, but your pettiness is compared to going over to five-star restaurant and bitch to the waiter that your glass of water isn’t clear enough, even if they served it to you from a Fiji water bottle. Seriously, get the fuck out of here!

Reader: The things in the story aren’t accurate.

Okay, while there is a half argument here, but the story can still be fiction; not real.

If you’re writing a historical story, you do need to do some research. I don’t care if you’re writing a story that takes place in 2003, for example. Smart phones didn’t exist in 2003, and running water from a faucet didn’t exist in the 1781. You have to do some fact checks and research on what existed. I mean the internet didn’t exist publicly in 1990, and in 1994, it was barely making a mark in the United States and United Kingdom.

However, to counter-argue here, If I feel like including a forty-story building in a town called Lubbock, Texas, United States in my story, I can. There’s no rules on that. If I want to create a fictional town in my story called St. Marks Hill, California or Santa Maria, New York I can! It’s fiction, it doesn’t have to be real or accurate to your liking.

I want you to show me where in the rule book of writer’s creativity that I have to write it so real? Filmmakers use this, so do authors, and there is no rule book. Only your mind can create such fictional things. It’s the most unique and complex weapon in your body. All it takes to write something fiction is a vision.

Now everyone is entitled to their opinions, but you can’t argue the facts that writers can’t be creative. Keep in mind, and I’m going to be very harsh about it, as writers, we are catering to the general public; not you. Even if it means you tell ten others not to buy our book, your opinions do not become law. We do have our fan base, regardless how small it is, and what real authors are about is originality. We are not genetically the same like other authors. I’m not Stephen King, but we both utilize writer’s creativity. I’m an erotic author who enjoys arousing my readers with fictional fun and sexual fantasies. My goal is to entertain an audience, not you. If you do not like what I write it’s fine. I learn through my experiences that I can’t please everyone. It’s like dealing with people who don’t like me, and I’m not going to cater to them, but I do have to say get over your realism dilemma; it’s fiction for god sakes. Learn to enjoy reading it.

Tantalizing Tuesday Teasers - 04/07/2015: Must Keep Quiet

I miss being on here. I'm back, and last night has been a wonderful moment for me.
AfterDark Online has re-launched, and the visits was much higher than ever.

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Anyways, I feel very naughty, and I want to give you a hot erotic snippet for Tuesday in 200 words. 

This may be a story to expand, and you better brace yourself.


Alex tried every best effort to not let out a sound of pleasure, as she watched Danny move his hips back and forth, nice and deep. She hadn’t had sex in so long, and feeling his rock hardness inside her face contorting really softly. She loved the way he stretched inside her, taking in his size, but she had to keep really quiet, because the man she was fucking was her best friend’s brother, who was past out and sound asleep next to her.

Alex and Sophie were having a slumber party that involved sneaking in a bag of marijuana. When Sophie was too stone to talk, she past out on the futon couch, while Danny and Alex finished the joint together, leading to both of them making out, and then having sex on the futon sofa, while Sophie slept.

She uttered a soft moan, and Danny quickly placed his finger over his lips, emphasizing to her to be very quiet, but Alex was coming very close to her orgasm? Could she keep very quiet? The marijuana effects was heightening her arousal, and waking up her friend Sophie was suddenly the least of her worries. She was about to cum.

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Monday, April 6, 2015

It Has Been A Very Successful Day at AfterDark Online

Wow, what a successful day it was! Monday was the re-launch of AfterDark Online, and I had received more visitors than in 2012 and 2013, combined. Over 1400 visitors in one day, and many were curious of what was in store for the site, and I'm sure they realized there was more to look at.

Although, I have plenty of work to do with AfterDark Online, but I can finally say it is officially an online magazine for erotic authors.

This site was first launched in 2010, and when I first launched the site, I wanted to make it a very influential site, but at that time, before I created the site, I wanted it to be an adult store site, selling sex toy products and adult videos, but that one fateful August day, I came across a story on a story submission site -- Lush Stories and found a story that had lots of porn and no plot, so I decided to write the story. Then in the summer, I decided to give the site an actual direction. First, start it out slow by accepting story submissions, and then work my way over to other things, like taking articles, hosting interviews, doing reviews, and lastly promoting other authors, and contests.

The site has come a long way, and I almost came close to wanting to shut it down, but I loved this site so much, It would've hurt me if I did it, and I'm glad I didn't.

So AfterDark Online is here to stay; better than ever!

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Friday, April 3, 2015

Flash Fiction Friday - 04/03/2014: Don't Talk, Just Kiss

Welcome to another segment of Flash Fiction Friday.

Today, I'm a bit over by 11 words, but I couldn't help it, 
since this scene was both intriguing and I was on a roll. 
Had I shortened it, it wouldn't have come out right.

Anyways, enjoy this little snippet.
I love the pic.

Penny looked at herself at the oval-shaped mirror, standing on top of the dresser, wearing her most sexy outfit – a sexy gray and black lingerie outfit with black laced stockings. She was going to spend the first night with someone special – Jamal.

Jamal was tall, dark, handsome, and by a god brawny-looking man. When he moved behind her, Penny felt his large callous hands along her sides. She loved the way his darkened hands molded against her creamy skin.

“Nervous?” Jamal asked.

Penny nodded. She fanned herself from the anticipation.

Then Jamal assured, “You know, we could—”

She turned and placed her finger over his lips. “Don’t talk; just kiss.”

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Thursday, April 2, 2015

Thursday Tasters - 04/02/2014: The Indecision Of Kendra

Okay, it's been a while since I've been on here doing a Thursday Taster post. I hate it when I'm not being religious as I should be, but I had been busy finishing an erotic novella and a short story for an anthology to my publisher - Bitten Press.

Anyways, I'm glad to be back, and I'm going to give a little glimpse of my upcoming menage short story to my anthology - a tribute to Don Abdul's PA - Nancy Orcutt Seyboth. Rest In Peace, I don't even know you, but I know you're no longer suffering after a long struggle.

Anyways, this snippet I'm providing will be in 376 words, and I want to give you a little teaser.

And you know me, I love to make it hot, and lately menages have been my favorite to write! So you might see more of me writing threesomes. Although, my favorite threesomes to write about are FFM, but I've been opening up to MFM, and maybe, in the future MMF, and more.


She slid down her bra, allowing her breasts to fall freely and expose her delicious creamy-looking nipples at them. Kendra felt excited, and aroused. She felt a sensation in her core that was delicious enough, she couldn’t help play with her nipples with her fingers, giving the men the enticement as they watched.
“Do you like what you see?” Kendra asked seductively. Her voice was huskier than ever. “I could imagine them being licked by both of you.”
She casually moved her eye over to Ahmed; he was transfixed as he watched what she was doing. Then she moved her eyes over to Felipe; he had the appearance where he was hungry like a wolf, crossing his one leg over the other, while rubbing his goatee.
She had them going, and she continued playing with her nipples. Then she asked playfully, “You two look so sexy, I could just lay here and play with myself, while you two undress.”
“Oh yeah, I’d like that,” Felipe said.
Kendra leaned back on the couch and pulled aside her thong. She displayed her clean shaven sex, which was glistened with her pure desire; enough to make the men go crazy over her. She used her other hand as she slid across her sex and gently rubbed her middle finger around her nub. The men continued to look, as they watch her finger herself. Ahmed and Felipe were very amazed at how wet she was.
“Mmmm…” she moaned. “Can you see how wet you two are making me feel?”
Ahmed nodded, “Oh yeah… very.”
Felipe didn’t say a word. He nodded in agreement.
Then she purred, “My nipples could use some attention; from both of you.”
“So does your pussy,” Felipe added when he looked in her eyes in wanton.
“Not yet,” Kendra placed her finger over his lip, and shook her head in response.
As tempting it sounded, Kendra wanted Felipe to join Ahmed, who was fondling her breast with his hand, playing and teasing her nipple before he leaned closer and took in her nipple. She wanted to share the fruits of her body to both of them, but she wanted to feel both their mouths on each side of her breasts, taking in her nipples as she worked herself up more.

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