Polishing Jewel

By John Satisfy

As you open the door to the bathroom, tendrils of steam slip out.  The door opens wider, and I see you standing there surrounded by the mist, like Venus surrounded by sea foam.  You simply look ravishing.

As I lift my jaw off the floor, my gaze slides up your body, drinking it in.  You’re leaning against the door frame, your hip thrust out, your pink corset enhancing all over your lovely curves.  Behind the cascade of red hair, I see that playful smile on your lips. We both know how much you’re enjoying watching my desire build.

“Jewel, you look fantastic.”

“Honey, you haven’t seen anything yet.”  As your lips close, you flip your head back and spin around slowly, allowing me to drink in the back of your outfit.  I’m fascinated at the way the lace is cinched up, helping to accentuate your amazing ass.

Leaning forward, I watch as the strings tickle between your cheeks as you sway your ass seductively. It’s too much for me.  As I take a few steps forward to close the distance between us, you lean forward and the palms of your hands rest flat against the cold tiles on the opposite side of the tub.

As soon as I’m within reach, my hand slides over your silky skin, feeling your hot, moist flesh. Moving my hand to the small of your back, you’re kind of trapped, unable to move out of the position I’ve got you in.

My free hand glides down your ass cheeks, feeling the impossibly soft and firm flesh.  My cock bounces with appreciation of your perfect body. I look over to the side of the tub and I see that your waterproof rabbit is lying there, and I know that you were enjoying yourself as you soaked in the pleasing bath water before inviting me in to join you.

My hand moves to your inner thigh and I push lightly and you spread your legs for me, causing your hands to walk down the wall so your stance could be stable.  As you did this I could smell your scent fill the bathroom, mingling with the remnants of shampoo and bath bombs.

It was too much for me, and I fell to my knees so that I could properly worship the goddess before me. As my knees sank into the memory foam bath mat my hands rested on your ass cheeks.  With a little down and outward pressure, your cheeks spread and I could see your puckered asshole winking at me.  Without skipping a beat, I leaned forward and ran my tongue around it.

You were so fresh, and your skin so eager for the sensations of my tongue that you pushed your ass up and closer to me.  I felt your hole open and close as I ran my tongue around the outside and up and over the opening.  I kept the same movement up as you began to moan for me.

As I continued licking, my right hand clumsily searched the ledge of the tub for your toy.  When I finally managed to grab it, I brought up to your pussy and it slipped in easily.  With it buried in your body, I adjusted my grip so that I could start it buzzing deep within you.

When the toy started your body jumped and I heard your moans become louder.  This only made me redouble my efforts at your asshole. With my tongue slipping around faster and faster, your hips were pushing back against me.

With the way your hips were rocking, it was hard, but I managed to grab the toy and start to fuck you in time to my licks.  It only took a few thrusts before my hand, my tongue and your body was moving at the same rhythm.  As your ass rocked against my face, I felt my cock throb as well.  We were a machine designed for one purpose: pleasure.

As I pushed the toy in, I started making the rabbit ears slide around your clit, nestling it within their vibrating grasp.  As I did so, you moans became screams, and I could even hear your hands slap against the wall as your sweaty palms made it hard to keep you vertical.

I couldn’t take it anymore, I needed you to cum for the first time tonight.  Without thinking, I pushed my tongue against your asshole. Between the amount of saliva I was producing and your horniness, it slipped past your tight ring.  I could feel your body clench and relax around me.

Your hips were moving at full steam as I tongue fucked your ass and toyed your pussy.  Your screams were constant, animalistic noises lacking all semblances to human language.  Still I knew exactly what you were trying to say, you wanted to cum right now.

I began to move my tongue and hand faster and faster until your body couldn’t keep up.  I felt your whole body shaking faster and faster.  I could tell you were about to lose control. Then I pushed my tongue in as deep as I could and swirled it around.

Instantly your whole body exploded in bliss.  Your hands slid down the wall as you screamed out in pleasure.  Your body lost it’s ability to move smoothly, instead it shuttered and jerked against my face.  All the while I kept swirling my tongue and pumping the toy in and out of your dripping pussy.

When your orgasm finally subsided, I slid the toy out of your and stood up.  I looked at the amazing sight before me and couldn’t help but stroke my cock lightly once or twice.   Then I walked around and grabbed your hand, helping you to stand up.  As soon as you did, you spun around and sat on the edge of the tub, a huge smile on your face.

I looked down at you, your chest heaving, your nipples visible of the top of your corset.  Then I looked into your jewel-like eyes  and smiled back.

“What a great start to the evening.”  You said, the grin never leaving your lips.  “Now I think it’s your turn to see what kind of pleasure I can give you.”

I flash a devilish smile.  "Not yet, Jewel.  I’ve just got to taste your sweet nectar first.“

Your only response is to spread your legs inviting me to get a taste from the source…


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Erotic Tease: In the Mirror

You were standing in front of the mirror without pants as I walked into the bathroom.  I smiled at the rare treat of getting to see your perfect ass and your pretty face in pretty much the same view.  I walk up behind you, pressing my body against yours, and wrap my arms around your cute belly.  “God I’ve been dreaming of coming home to this since I left for work this morning.”

I don’t give you a chance to reply, my lips are already against the side of your neck, kissing, suckling, teasing you.  You place your hands against the edge of the counter, steadying yourself, giving yourself leverage to thrust your ass backwards into my crotch.  You can feel the bulge there as you wiggle against my body and you moan in anticipation.

I drop down to my knees and my lips are on your ass, kissing softly the flesh.  Your legs open slightly and I can feel the heat and smell your excitement.  “I’ve been waiting for this too.”

My hand flattens against the small of your back as I push you forward, thrusting your ass out and up.  You look at your face in the mirror, and your eyes travel down to your amazing cleavage and you can’t help but see yourself as the sexiest creature in the world.

“I want you to watch yourself get pleasured.  Look into your eyes while I give you what you need.”

“Yes.”  The word is breathless, ethereal, alien, like it wasn’t your voice, but you knew it was.  You stare at your beautiful face, into your alluring eyes as my tongue begins lapping at your mound.

Something about seeing your reactions, looking into your own eyes while my tongue travels up and down your slit makes you feel hotter than normal.  You spread your legs further and I push in and taste your dripping wetness and sigh.

As I am surrounded by your body, in your most intimate place I can’t help but think; This is why I come home, to be in heaven.


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Dress Code

“You know, we have a strict dress code at work, and there’s been some complaints about your work attire.  This isn’t the first time we’ve talked to you about this.”

You sat in your chair and looked at the guy from HR staring back at you.  You smiled and finally laughed.  “But I’ve listened to your guide lines.  Sure I’m showing a little cleavage, but it’s within the boundaries that you set last time.”  You reached up and pulled on the neckline of your top exposing your magnificent breasts to him.  “See, it’s just my breasts are huge, and when the other girls see a little more skin, well they just assume I’m showing a lot.  But look…”  And you put your breasts away, “When you see the shirt now, you can see that most of my tits were behind fabric like you’ve requested.”

The guy from HR squirmed in his chair, obviously turned on.  He licked his lips and practically had to wipe the drool forming in the corner of his mouth.  “Ok, we can concede that point.  But what about the water cooler talk of you showing a whale tale that was clearly indicating you had on a thong?”

You laughed again.  “I’m wearing a dress how could that be possible?”

“Well they clearly saw something, People described a purple bow…”

You laughed again.  “Well then they were peeking up my dress because I was wearing panties with a bow in the back.  But not thongs!”

The HR Guy raised his eyebrows and you knew he wasn’t going to take your word for it.  So you stood up, turned around and lifted up your skirt.  Then looking over your shoulder you said, “See, they are not exactly a thong, but pretty damn sexy.”  You shook your ass playfully and then let the dress slide back down to cover your perfect round cheeks.

When you turned back around you caught him rubbing his hard cock through his pants.  He became red as he realized he hadn’t stopped quick enough and you caught him in the act.  You just flashed him your seductive smile to put him at ease.

“Does that answer all your questions?”

“Yes.  Thank you for your cooperation in this matter.”  The HR guy started to stand up and walk to the door to your office.

“Wait.”  He turned around and tried his best to look you in the eyes.  “Just so you know, you don’t have to trump up these charges every week just to take a peek at my body you know, I love sharing myself.”

“I’m afraid I do, company policy.”

“Then I’ll pencil you in for around the same time next Thursday?”

He smiled.  “Yes, and remember it’s probably best that you did wear an actual thong, it is Thong Thursday for a reason and I’d hate to have to reprimand you.  Last time my hand hurt from spanking your ass so hard.”

You smiled thinking back to that delightful incident.  “Duly noted,”  And as he left your office you rubbed your clit quickly, just to take the edge off to make concentrating on work easier.


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Erotic Tease: Playing

Waking up horny she couldn’t help but touch her aching clit.  Letting out a moan to fill the empty space in the room she needed more.  More moans, more stimulation.  Reaching for her laptop she opened her private folder and casted one of her favorite videos to the tv.

Getting the volume level right, she slid her hand down her panties and started to rub as she watched her former lover smile as he went down between her legs.  She remembered filming it, holding her phone to get every bit of the action as he teased her beautifully.

Now as she laid back and heard her own moans, the sounds of his pleasure, she could practically feel his expert tongue teasing her once again. Even though she knew how this movie ended, her whole body wanted nothing more then to let it play out exactly as it did that night and let her relive it all over again.

Thank god for smartphones…



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Au Natural

I led you down the trail, quietly looking for the turn off. I had found the perfect spot a few weeks earlier and was excited to show it to you.

You were a little nervous as you walked behind me in only the summer dress that I picked out for you to wear. You could feel your heart racing and you were sure that it was in anticipation and not from the hike.

We continued to pass other dayhikers until I grabbed your arm and drew you off the wall worn path. Your mind raced as I brought you to a hidden, secluded grove.

It didn't take me long to lift the dress over your head and you were completely naked, save for your shoes. I brought you over to a thin birch and opened up the backpack. Pulling out a length of rope you started to see what I had in mind.

Soon you were tied up to the tree, head down and ass up, as you felt the hand cuffs snapping closed around your ankles. The cold weight sent a shiver down your spine.

You lifted your head up, trying to see beyond your hair, and all that you could make out was your dress hanging from a limb about fifty feet away. Still you were aware of the fact that I was still rummaging through the pack but you couldn't see for what.

You could hear the trail hikers walking along unaware of your predicament. It only made your heart beat faster. You started to tremble as you stood there.

I placed a comforting hand on your back and softly cooed. You relaxed right up until you felt the lubed tip of a plug against your asshole. You let out a moan as I slid it in, but a moment later you wondered if you were too loud. Would the other hikers find you? And did you secretly want to be found?


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Early Morning Manhandled

by John Satisfy

I just woke up so hard and throbbing after having a dream about you.  You were sleeping next to me, on your side, naked.  In the dream I woke up in the middle of the night and rolled over to discover you sleeping there and I couldn’t resist your incredibly alluring body.  I needed you.  Deeply.

I scooted over next to you until we were spooning, your hair on the pillow next to my face as my crotch pushed against your firm round ass.  My arm wrapped draped over your side as my fingers enveloped your soft breast.  It felt so good in my hand that my cock began to immediately stir, pressing against your perfect ass.

I was breathing in the scent of your shampoo as I pushed my face towards the back of your neck.  Nuzzling against it, I softly kissed your sensitive skin, the delicate hairs instantly rose up.  You let out a soft moan and stirred against me.  My fingers wrapped around your hard nipple and began rolling it back and forth.  You inhaled deeply and your body pressed harder against mine.

Your moans became more alert as you woke up in my grasp.  You rolled slightly and your back pushed against my chest as your hand covered my wrist, holding me, not stopping me, just holding me, feeling my muscles work their magic.  Your eyes closed again as you sunk into pleasure.  Whimpering as my teeth raked across your skin and my cock throbbed against your ass, your lids stayed closed as you accepted my advances.

I wrapped my arms tight around you and before you knew what was happening you were lying on top of me, the heat of my body soaking into your back as my legs wrapped around yours, pulling them apart.  Everything was continued so quickly and it was so late that you weren’t sure if this was a dream or not, but you were such a good girl letting me do whatever I wanted.

With one hand still firmly around your breast, the other moved between your legs.  I was very pleased to find you soaked as your needs and my needs aligned.  I ran my fingers lightly between your lips, feeling your slickness coat them, just as my precum was coating your back.

My mouth went to the top of your shoulder, kissing and lightly biting, just as my fingers curled to dipped into you.  Your whole body lurched in my grasp.  My grip tightened in order to keep you from falling off me.  There was no way I was going to let that happen; you needed to stay put.  Tonight I was your bed and I wanted to feel every movement of your pleasure.

My fingers were dipping in and out of you, not very deep because of the angle, but enough to make you grab my thighs tight as you held on.  You were tossing your head back and forth, your silky air teasing my shoulders and neck, as the intoxicating moans filled the darkened room.  Despite this, I managed to get your earlobe between my lips and sucked gently as you writhed on top of me.

Your flesh poured between my fingers as I squeezed your breast hard.  You were hardly aware of the fact that my fingers had left your pussy and moved up along your slit.  Finding your clit hard,I could imagine feeling as it throbbed, they began circling it faster and faster.

I could tell by your moans, your shuddering movements, that you were getting close.  My hand left your breast and moved up to your throat as I hissed into your ear, “Cum for me now.”  You knew the rules, if you didn’t cum on command, you’d lose the privilege of an orgasm until I felt like you earned it again.  And there was no way you were going to let this opportunity slip pass you by.

Your fingers dug deep into my legs as your whole body danced in time to the rhythm of my fingers.  With my teeth nibbling on your earlobes and my hand wrapped around your throat you felt yourself go light headed.  As your back arched off of my chest you heard my gentle encouragement,  "That’s it, that’s a good girl.“

My cock was throbbing against the small of your back as your body twisted against mine.  Then in a flash your whole body froze solid.  A lingering moment later it shattered into a million shivering pieces of complete ecstasy.  I held you tight as your body writhed against me, the power of your orgasm making your whole body feel like it was shimmering in the moonlight.  My fingers continuing their movement, making sure that every last drop of pleasure was teased from your body.

You were panting as the last waves of bliss rolled through your being.  I rolled over, spooning you once again, as my grip around your throat became slack.  My hand slipped down to your breast as I held you against me, your chest rising and falling rapidly as. You were still searching for your breath as I slipped down your body and lifted your leg up into the air.  Holding it there, my fingers sinking into your thigh, my cock head rubbing around the entrance to your wet hole.

You were still lightheaded as I slipped my cock into you, your eyes rolling back as you let out a gasp.  My words were soft as they flowed out on an exhale, “You feel so good, like your pussy is made for me.”

“It is, Sir.”

I begin moving in and out of you, and it felt great, but it was a little awkward holding your leg up.  Still I am fascinated as I watch as each thrust into you causes your breast to shake and bounce.  Your whimpers and light moans delight me almost as much as the feeling of your pussy wrapped around me, however it doesn’t take long before I want more.

With my cock buried deep inside of you, I rolled you over onto your stomach.  With a little push from my knees, your legs spread further open affording me a wonderful view of my cock as it disappears into you.  It’s so hot.

I could no longer control myself and I fell onto your back, my hands slid under your body, grabbing your breasts as I pulled myself into you hard and fast.  Your moans were muffled by the mattress as I press you down with each hard thrust.  Your nipples were hard against my fingertips as your pussy was clenching my cock

I let go of your left breast and reached up to the back of your head.  Pulling your hair, your head was lifted off the mattress and I could hear your moans clearly.  "Fuck me, Sir! Fill me with your cum!“

Normally I would spank your ass for telling me what to do, but I was too close.  Instead I just pushed in harder and faster as my mind shut off completely and I lost myself into the bliss that is your body.

I felt my body tense, my movements stopped and my grip on your breast and hair tightened into something resembling a vice. I remember you begging me a split second before my cock started to twitch deep inside of you.  I let out a grunt as my muscles started to shake, no longer having enough strength to support myself, I completely collapsed onto your back.  I remember feeling your sweaty skin on my chest as if our bodies were merging.  My orgasm was strong and powerful, making it feel like my whole body was shooting out of me and into you.  Jet after jet of hot, thick cum shot inside of your cunt as total pleasure consumed us.  Your muscles were coaxing every last drop out of me as I laid on top of you.

I remember drifting back to sleep in the dream, thinking that I’m glad I filled up your pussy so that when you woke up you’d know that it really happened.  Ironic no?

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Erotic Tease: A Kiss

I study your face, the way your lip trembles, the way the fire burns within your eyes.  Silently, I reach out, my hand grazing along your cheek, slipping under your hair, pushing it away from your neck.

Leaning down, I kiss the top of your shoulder blade, feeling you move closer, hold me tighter as my lips follow along your exposed skin.  Slowly they move, creeping closer and closer to your neck.  Gliding along, teasing the fine hairs that are raised on your sensitive skin, my hands reach for you body and support you.

As I kiss your neck, your grip on my arm tightens, as you fight against the pull of gravity, your legs wobbly and weak.  But you can feel the strength in my arms as I hold you up.

Exhaling hot breath against your aroused skin, I sigh.  “You were meant to be savored, slowly, deliberately, completely.”

You expect me to speed up, to go further in my exploration, but instead I return to the same slow steady pace and enjoy all that you are.  There is no rush…


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Road Tripping

“You ready for a pit stop?”  I asked, looking across the car at you for just a split second.  I couldn’t get enough of you in that red dress of yours.

“Sure…” You said, confused, not seeing any signs for a rest area anywhere near by.  But you saw glint in my eye as I asked the question, and knew enough to trust me.

I pulled off down a dirt road that seemed to go nowhere useful and went for about a quarter mile until we were clearly off the road.  As I turned off the engine and opened the car door you noticed just how quiet and isolated it was here.

I got out and you did the same, closing the door behind you.  I took two steps away from the car and looked around, stretching, as you walked over to my side.  “Can you do me a favor and get my cell phone, I left it in the console.”

You sighed, knowing how forgetful I can be.  “No problem…”  Your voice trailed off as you turned around and crawled into the car to get it.  I turned around and saw your fine ass and couldn’t resist.

Heading back to the car I reached out, letting my fingers trail over your mound.  You arched your back, presenting yourself to me, and I pet you again, this time sliding my finger inside of you.  “Fuck, you’re so wet!  Like my policy of no panties in the new car?”

You pushed back onto my finger as you moaned softly, “Yes, Sir, very much.”

“That’s a good girl.”  I slide my finger out of you and you whimper in disappointment.  Lifting up the hem of your dress, I grab your ass, squeezing it, appreciating it.  You wiggled your bum in such a way that I knew you wanted more.

Looking up, checking to make sure that we were still alone, I undid the fasteners of my pants and let them fall.  Taking my cock out, I rub the tip up and down your dripping slit.  “Is this what you need?”

“No more teasing. I need you to fuck me Sir.”

I push forward, slipping between your silky folds as my hand grip the roof of the car. As I fuck you hard your moans drift out of the interior of the car. “Rub your clit for me, I want you to cum.”

You eagerly reach under your dress and started to rub your clit, your other hand against the other door as you braced yourself for my pounding.  We fucked like that, the only sounds were our breathing, moans, the wet slapping noises, and the rattle of crickets in the field.

Your moans changed, and I knew that you were close.  I fucked you harder and at once you exploded all around me.  Fuck!  Your orgasms always drive me insane.

As you calmed down, I grabbed your wrist and spun you around.  You feel onto the ground, and I slipped my cock down your throat.  Your hands moved to my ass, holding me there, as my cock began to twitch and I filled you with my cum.

When I finished, we straightened up our clothing and got back into the car.  “Feel better?”

“Yes, Sir.  But I might need another rest stop soon.”

I sighed.  “Sure, but this was our fourth rest stop in the last 40 miles.  I’m not sure we’re going to make it on time.”  You started to pout, thrusting your tits out to give me a good view of your cleavage, “Although, I’m not sure I really want to spend that much more time with your parents…”

You smiled your wicked grin and I started the car.  As my hand adjusted the gear shift, your hand adjusted my cock, and I was pretty sure that the next stop would be sooner rather than later.

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Have a Fantasy Encounter with @SuzyAyers

A few weeks ago Suzy Ayers released a sequel to her book Fantasy Encounters with a Dom. Fantasy Encounters…Further Explorations takes us deeper into the lives of Keira and Tim after being trained by a D/s couple in the UK, Jarred and Carrie.

Blurb (different than Amazon)

Fantasy Encounters…Further Explorations

Follow along with Keira and Tim’s on their journey as a married D/s couple. Married for over ten years and on the brink of depression, alcoholism and divorce, they instead took their relationship to new heights. They began learning the BDSM lifestyle with the help of a Dom/sub, Jarred and Carrie from the UK.

In this sequel, Keira learns her not so frugal ways will get her into trouble, and she is given more than a verbal warning. They’ve been struggling with the idea of an open relationship; however Keira was not prepared for Tim’s reaction.

Keira receives a Christmas Present that she would’ve never imagined was allowed from her macho man husband, in “Keira’s Christmas Present”. It makes her wonder what other secrets her husband may be hiding.

Keira also learns that a honeymoon is always better when sharing with new friends in “Second Honeymoon”. She wonders what she has awakened within Tim, and who will be returning from the beachy island.

This book can be read as a stand alone; however it is the sequel to Fantasy Encounter with a Dom. Both are books for Adults and contain BDSM themes.  Here's a little excerpt from Fantasy Encounters... Further Explorations:



He was sitting in the living room with a sour look on his face. Like a sullen child Keira quickly babbled out her excuses, when she knew there weren’t any. She’d never spent like this before, she’d always been the responsible one—the saver.

“Hands out,” he held a strap.

“What?” Keira almost whimpered out the word. She’d seen women have their hands
hit before and was not looking forward to it.

Thwamp!

Keira screeched and pulled her hands away, rubbing them, his mere expression had her return them and endure the five more per hand.

“That is for the total cost of the day. Now a spanking for doing something we have already discussed.”

“Yes, sir.” Keira dropped her head.

Suzy Ayers is an Amazon Bestselling Author for multiple titles; both of her fantasy books: Sara's Awakening and Miranda's Amulet in Metaphysical/ Visionary, as well as Fantasy Encounter with a Dom in erotic fiction and Erotic Fantasies in single author and women's fiction.

Her main focus is Romance, which crosses many genres including: Erotica, Fantasy and Paranormal. Her short stories and books twist into happily-for-now or happily-ever-after's Suzy attempts to write in a manner that pulls you into the erotic event and paints an explicit scene of lust and passion. Her purpose of expressing it in this manner is that she believes that sex and love are intertwined and are healthy expressions of the human heart. To her imperfections and flawed characters are beautiful.

Want to know more?
Check out my interview with Suzy, or her Facebook, Twitter, Blog/Website and Goodreads account. Of course, you can also find her on Amazon, Smashwords, and Barnes & Nobles.

Puppy Play

You’re about to go to lunch when you get a text from me.  “Daddy got Princess what she always wanted.”  You looked at your phone wondering what that meant, when you heard a scratching at your office door.

When you opened it, I was there, on all fours, a collar around my neck and my leash in my mouth looking up at you.  You smiled, and squealed a little, as you grabbed the leash and lead me into your office.  You closed the door behind me before bringing me over to your office chair. “Sit.”

I sat down, my butt wiggling because I was excited to see you, but I was good and did as you requested.  Then you sat down in your chair.  I couldn’t control myself, I jumped, my front hands landing on your legs and I started to lick your face eagerly.

Saving Lady J by @SuzyAyers Releases on July 14th!

Today I'm excited to give you a little preview of Suzy Ayers' newest erotic tale, Saving Lady J.  It's looking to be an extremely hot and dark fantasy, perfect if that's what you're craving.  Here's a little synopsis of what it's about:

Distracting You from the TV

You were in the living room watching your favorite crime show, eyes glued to the screen as you got lost in the plot.  I should know better than to want your attention at this time of night, but how could I not want your attention all the time?

Seeing how you were on the edge of the couch, it didn’t take much for me to walk over the back and slide in behind you.  Before you realized what was happening, you were sitting between my spread legs, my hands on your shoulder.  Leaning forward I kissed the side of your neck. “Just watch your show.”

You let out a little laugh, and I’m pretty sure it was because I implied that even this would be enough to distract you from the TV set.  Nope, the attraction you felt to it was too strong, and besides, I was around whenever you needed me, your favorite show was only on for one hour each week.

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @FelicityBrandon

John Satisfy: May has arrived and with it the first Sunday Morning Chat!  This week I've got Felicity Brandon here to tell you all about her religious background and amazing erotica.  But before we start with our conversation, I want to remind everyone, that if you've missed an earlier chat, you can easily find all of them listed with links under the "Sunday Morning Chat" tab.  And while you're click around my blog, make sure to check out some of the hot erotica and Hump Day Radio posts.  And of course, make sure you follow and comment.  One thing I've noticed is that authors seem to like answering questions.  Want proof?

Felicity, can you please tell me a little about yourself and what you write?

Felicity Brandon: I am a writer in my thirties, but also a wife, mother, daughter and friend. My childhood was a bit of a contradiction in many ways. Raised as a Catholic, I went to church every week for 14 years and learned religious scripture from the Old Testament. Yet at the same time my parents encouraged me to be an independent thinker, pursue my creativity and express myself via my writing and music. So for as long as I could write, I have written stories. As a child I used to make small books which I’d written and illustrated myself. I still have many of them hidden away!

There was a period in my life when I stopped writing for pleasure. I was so busy completing essays and assignments for school and work, that I somehow lost sight of how powerful and fun the process of creative writing can be. After having children the desire to write returned and was stronger than it had ever been. It was around this time that Felicity was conceived… Eighteen months on and Felicity writes unadulterated, scorching stories soaked with BDSM, spanking, humiliation and ménage. I don’t consider myself to be a romance writer. My aim is to write unapologetic and intense sex with enough chemistry, brutality and tenderness to make the characters come to life. I hope the devil himself would blush at the scenes I write…

JS: Well there's nothing quite like being unapologetically intense! And I certainly want to hear all about your stories, however, you mentioned music. Are you multi-talented; an author and musician?

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @anna_bayes

John Satisfy:  It's another week and so it's time to sit down with another talented author.  Today I was lucky enough to sit down with Anna Bayes, an amazing author who writes some hot erotica with a taste of BDSM and bisexuality flavoring her works.  Hi Anna, could you please tell me a little bit about yourself and what you write?

Anna Bayes:  Hi John. Sure! I'm an introverted bookworm. At my age, I probably shouldn't, but I still look a bit shy and kind of innocent, but I'm actually a wild number if I warm up to you. I'm bisexual, as in I'm into men mostly, but can be swept off my feet by the right women too. I won't deny that looks play a small part in attracting me, but it is also about the brains, imagination, and a touch of vulnerability: I want a real and fragile human being.

I write erotic romances. Earth-shattering great sex makes me feel alive, and I find it natural to keep writing about it. I'm most intrigued by the dynamic tension between lovers, and so I attempt to convey something of that in my stories. I'm a submissive by nature, so some form of that seeps into my tales, but I try not to deliberately write a story about BDSM just for the sake of that. Elements of that, because that's who I am, flow into the story on their own, but they are never forced.

I love short stories and flash fiction. Multi-layers of meanings condensed into ten pages can have the same impact of a full-length novel. It's about magnifying one moment into a life-story, and I find myself drawn to that kind of power more than writing longer tales. So I think I'll keep with my erotic shorts, short story collections, and maybe, occasionally, a novella if my Muse inspires me so.

JS:  Well, you appear to really know who you are, which is wonderful.  When you talk about the dynamic tension between lovers, what exactly do you mean?

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @angiesargenti

John Satisfy:  Thanks again for stopping by Erotic Satisfiction.  Before I get onto the wonderful interview for the day, if you have a moment, could you please follow my blog and rate the interviews?  Any feedback or comments I get will help shape the future interviews and guests that I have.

Today, I’ve invited Angela Sargenti to Erotic Satisfiction.  She is a multitalented author who writes some hot spanking erotica, as well as some other interesting tales.  Angela, can you please tell me a little about yourself and what you write.

Angela Sargenti: I'm happily married and I have one son (and three cats).  I write what I call short attention span erotica, which means erotica you can read in one sitting.  I write longer stuff, too, but mostly short stories.  My work's been featured in over a dozen anthologies, with new stuff coming out all the time.  I also have five e-books, one of which, Start Me Up: A Collection of Erotic Love Stories, contains my erotic flash fiction. 

JS:  I take it that you have a short attention span then?  How long are your short attention span stories?

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @jojojojude

John Satisfy:  Good Morning!  Welcome to Erotic Satisfiction.  It's been quite a few weeks since I've started doing these interviews and I'm really excited to sit down with Billierose today.  She's a controversial author, who's not afraid of the taboo.  Before we get started, if you've been enjoying these interviews, could you please take a moment and follow?  It would mean a lot, and I've got ton more interviews and other posts planned.

Good Morning, Billierose, could you please tell me about yourself and the kinds of things you write.

Billierose:   I live in a picturesque little village in Ye Olde England. Not a lot happens here. It's peaceful and restful, the ideal situation for a writer. No one in my village knows that I write or what I write. I write erotica. The ladies of the Women's Institute would be shocked. Sometimes, I shock myself!

I came to writing through reading. I've been an avid reader for as long as I can remember. My mother taught me to read before I started school. A few years later, she was scolding me for always having my nose "stuck in a book."

JS:  You have the duality that many of us erotica authors have.  Were you always a bookworm?

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @CEBlackbooks

John Satisfy:  As you know each week I find one talented author and ask them to sit down with me to talk about their story.  I find it amazing how many different sub-genres and niches there are in this one area of writing.  Today I’m welcoming to my blog C.E. Black who delves into the paranormal erotica and shows you why you shouldn't be afraid of no ghosts.  Can you please tell my readers a little about who you are and what you write?

C.E. Black:  I live in the south, born and raised, and was quite the goody two-shoes growing up. At least, that’s what everyone thought. I tried my hardest to join with the rebellious crowd, but no matter that I was the same age, I was patted on the head and told I was too innocent for those things. It was the reverse of peer pressure. I guess in hindsight, I can say it kept me out of trouble, though I thought life pretty boring in my teen years. As an adult, I know that I didn't miss out on much and am thankful for those that steered me in the right direction.


My husband and I have been married for over twelve years and it was he who encourages me to write all my crazy ideas down. I’m actually quite the newbie. I admit to playing around with short stories in grade school, but that didn’t last long once I noticed boys. No, writing wasn't a part of my life until I began reading again, which had also fallen to the wayside. A friend loaned me a Dan Brown book and I thought it was pretty good, but it wasn't until I picked up Charlaine Harris’ Sookie Stackhouse Series, that I began to fall in love with reading again. Then came Laurell K. Hamilton and Maya Banks, and next thing I knew, I was opening my little notebook and writing my first imagined a story, Enduring Kiss, which was published in 2011. I haven’t stopped dreaming stories since.

My imagination tends to veer into the paranormal and fantasy, but I cannot go without romance, and I admit, I need steamy scenes as well. I enjoy how the paranormal genre can go anywhere I want it too, but I have to have reality as well. A few have mentioned my work being a little dark at times, and maybe so, but that’s just reality in my opinion. Also, my work has started to get more erotic as I go and I think that has to do with the fact that I just can’t let the scene pass me by. I have to tell it like is, or was, and I want to know every detail.

JS:  That's a great trait in a writer, keeping a scene as true to life as you see it.  When you talk about paranormal elements in your stories, are we talking creatures?  Magic?

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @jennafoxrox

John Satisfy:  Today I’d like to welcome Jenna Fox to my blog.  This little vixen caught my attention almost a year ago on twitter.  When I checked out some of her stories I knew she was a little firecracker I had to share with the world.  Please, tell me a little bit about who you are and what you write.

Jenna Fox:   First of all, thank you John for hosting this interview.

I was born in a small Eastern Tennessee town and raised in a strict religious home.  My mother was a Sunday school teacher and we never missed a church service.  Sex was never discussed in our household because it was considered dirty, and my parents never gave me the birds and the bees talk.  Needless to say, I learned about sex from the public education system and the girl’s bathroom.

On Saturday afternoons, my mother would happily drop me off at the public library.  And why wouldn't she be happy?  Her daughter was a book worm instead of traipsing around the mall chasing boys.  Little did she know I was squirming through the card catalog for erotic reading material.  Momma thought those novels I was bringing home were teenaged romances.

As I read, the writing styles and the emotions they evoked were intriguing, powerful.  It turned on a light and opened up a whole new world.  Sex wasn't taboo and dirty.  It was natural and beautiful.  By the time age sixteen blossomed into twenty-two, I only got hungry for more.  I picked up a pen and let it all hang out.

JS:  Sounds like you've got some personal motivation for writing these stories, almost as if you’re trying to pay back the universe for all the wonderful things erotica gave you earlier in your life.

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @LA_Cloutier

John Satisfy:  Today we've got an amazingly talented author to welcome to my blog.  I’m excited to sit down with LA Cloutier and help shine the spotlight on her and her BDSM tomes.  Hi there!  Can you please tell me a little about yourself and your writing.

LA Cloutier:   I'm a fun, happy person who loves life and takes everything one day at a time. There is always something good in each day and I try to find and focus on such. As a wife and mother I am proud to have raised one boy and two girls, who are mostly kicked... I mean, moved out of the house and all doing well. Now, most of my days are spent with my laptop, two snoring dogs and one annoying cat. And probably to much coffee. 

I became a published author in 2013, thanks to Blushing Books, who gave me an opportunity to achieve a lifelong dream. That first acceptance letter, however, was only the initial step as we all know. I found out quickly that I have a whole lot to learn about being an author. Thanks to some other very kind and helpful fellow authors I feel like I'm just starting to settle into what hopefully will become a full time career. 

JS:  Since you have a publisher, you’re not technically a completely indie author.  However it sounds like you still have to do a lot of the leg work like us indies.  Am I correct in assuming that your publishing house, Blushing Books, helps to promote your books. 

Sunday Morning Chat: #Interview with @KaylaLords

John Satisfy:  Before I start today's interview, I wanted to let everyone know of a few new changes to my blog.  I've added a new weekly feature, "Hump Day Radio".  Every Wednesday I will have a really short post with a link to a sexy/erotic/intellectually stimulating song.  Make sure you check out the first post and let me know what you think.  Also, if you're looking for older interviews, there's a new tab called "Sunday Morning Chats".  You'll find links to all of them arranged chronologically as of right now, along with a revel of who I'll be interviewing next week.  Make sure to check both of these new features out and let me know what you think..

Today I'd like to welcome Kayla Lords to Erotic Satisficition.  I was very excited when Kayla agreed to sitting down with me.  Not only is she an author of some incredibly hot stories, but she also is an avid blogger.  Kayla, can you please tell me a little bit about who you are and what you write.

Kayla Lords:  Hi, John.  I'm a single mom with two boys, 8 and 4. I work in marketing by day and I write erotica by night. My writing started as a blog to chronicle my adventures in masturbation and to finally have an outlet for the sexual fantasies that played in my head nearly every day. I started a Wordpress blog and began to seek out like-minded bloggers. In the process, I discovered BDSM and Dominance and submission (D/s), specifically. In June of 2012, I finally admitted to myself that I was submissive. That changed the direction of much of my writing. Oh, I still write about my sexual fantasies and adventures in masturbation, but as I've progressed in my knowledge and experience with D/s, that has become a central theme to all of my writing, especially the erotic fiction I write. In June 2013, I published my first short story - a shared BDSM fantasy I'd had with my former Dominant and lover. Writing and publishing had always been a dream of mine, and I feel comfortable writing erotica - it feels natural to me.

I'm in a relationship now and that affects a lot of my writing as well. I also have the desire to show my readers, especially those for whom D/s and BDSM is foreign or scary, that the lifestyle isn't scary at all. There are definite kinks, of course, and those vary from person to person, but at the end of the day, I'm in a solid, loving relationship. I just happen to call my boyfriend "Daddy" and beg to be spanked as often as possible.

If there's a bottom line to the who am I and what do I write question, I guess it's that I'm a submissive woman and I write about BDSM and sex.

JS:  Sounds like not only do you know who you are, but you're very comfortable with it.  That's fantastic.  Your writing is definitely very personal and your blog has a lot about you, much more then just a few stories.  Was it hard for you to be so open on your blog?