Sunday, August 27, 2017

Three Happy Endings! #MFM #Menage #Anal #Erotica


What did she do to deserve this? She must have horseshoes up her ass, because how many girls had a boyfriend like Brad? A guy who’d learned not only to swallow his jealousy and support her goals, but to embrace the fact that she was attracted to another man. With these two at her sides, what could go wrong?

You'll never guess where Cherry ends up, but I'll tell you this much: she ends up there with Brad and Phil.

CHERRY's final chapter has arrived! Are you sad? I'm a little sad. I kind of don't want it to end. I'd forgotten how much I love my little Cherry.

Read Chapter 12 right now:

https://www.wattpad.com/462086362-cherry-complete-cherry-chapter-12


If you haven't started CHERRY yet, read it from the beginning at Wattpad. Chapter One is right here:

https://www.wattpad.com/456958988-cherry-chapter-one

And if you're looking for more daddy fetish fiction to devour, I highly recommend the taboo fiction of Lexi Wood. She's the sock puppet currently locked inside my night table drawer--just a convenient place to keep her, really. Check out her site: http://dancefordaddy.blogspot.com/
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B071CVP5MY?tag=lexiwood-20

Saturday, August 26, 2017

"Do you like us, Daddy?" #DILF #Erotica #Series

“How old is he?”

“Same age as my dad,” Cherry said. “That’s why I call him Daddy.”

“Daddy?” Lissa asked, pinning him against the front bumper. “Maybe we should call him Daddy, too.”

Phil’s throat clicked. “Cherry?”

She laughed at his pained expression. “You look like you’re scared of us, Daddy. Haven’t you ever been to bed with three girls?”

Phil might just get VERY lucky tonight...

In Chapter 11, Phil takes Cherry home with him after Brad's gig and we see a turning point in the way Cherry views Phil. Up to this point, they've spent pretty much their entire whirlwind romance in the woods. Now that Cherry sees how Phil really lives, will things get a little too real?

Read Chapter 11 of CHERRY for free right here, right now:

https://www.wattpad.com/461588304-cherry-chapter-11


If you haven't started reading CHERRY yet, read it from the beginning at Wattpad. Chapter One is right here:

https://www.wattpad.com/456958988-cherry-chapter-one

If you're interested in buying my CHERRY in print or as an ebook, you can do that too: http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Friday, August 25, 2017

Double Penetration! #MFM #Menage #Daddy #DILF #Erotica

Heaven wouldn’t take her anymore—not with one cock in her cunt and another filling her ass. Cherry would never be an angel.
If you're going to have sex in a filthy back alley, might as well follow Cherry's lead and get stuffed by two cocks at once...

Chapter 10 of CHERRY is now available to read for free:

https://www.wattpad.com/461097903-cherry-chapter-10


Can you believe there are only two more chapters left? Grand finale is Sunday.

If you haven't started reading yet, Chapter One is right here:

https://www.wattpad.com/456958988-cherry-chapter-one

Spend the weekend binging on CHERRY. It's dirty daddy-fetish fun!

Alternatively, you can buy the book in print or as an ebook: http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Thursday, August 24, 2017

Sex in a Car and Brad Wails on Phil #DILF #Erotica


“That guy could be your father,” Brad said, standing against her like a brick wall. “If you cheated on me with some hot guy I might understand, but, Cherry, that dude is old!”

Here in Chapter 9, we find Phil driving Cherry to Brad's gig. After some filthy car sex on the highway, Phil's possessive side comes out. So does Brad's. When the two men meet in a filthy back alley, Cherry has to tear them off each other.

Brad wants Cherry. Phil wants Cherry.

But who does Cherry want?

Read Chapter 9 now for free at Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/460611748-cherry-chapter-9


If you're starting from the beginning, here's the link to all Cherry's chapters:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Chapter 10 goes up tomorrow. As always, you can buy CHERRY in print (or get the ebook) from many retailers, including http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

“God, I love these perky young tits.” #DaddyFetish #PublicSex #Erotica


Cherry spread her legs a little wider, although the wooden bench felt hard against her knees. She bowed deeper, until Phil’s hands met the picnic table. It felt so good, the way he teased her and squeezed her. With her ass in the air, she felt like a dog, like a bitch in heat, giving it up for the first mutt to glance her way.

Can you believe it? More daddy fetish erotica coming at you in Chapter 8! The words "Fuck me, Daddy!" actually appear more than once. I'm not kidding.

This time we've got Cherry and Phil en pleine air. Outdoor sex, totally public. Shocked me, in fact, even as I was writing it.

Read Chapter 8 of CHERRY for free right now at Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/460218615-cherry-chapter-8


Need to start reading from the beginning? You can do that too:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Chapter 8 goes up tomorrow. As always, you can buy CHERRY in print (or get the ebook) from many retailers, including http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

"Trust me, kiddo, it’s gonna be a rough ride.” More #DaddyFetish #Roleplay #Sex


“You little slut! Sleeping around, fucking everything you stumble across: your daddy’s best friend, drunk chicks in the shower—anyone. You don’t care who they are.” He really laid into her, grabbing her hips hard enough it hurt, piercing her cunt in swift repetition. “You’ll screw anything with a pulse, Cherry-baby, Daddy’s Little Girl.”

I don't want to give too much away, but a certain someone (or TWO certain someones) might just get caught today!

Chapter 7 of CHERRY is now available for your reading pleasure at Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/459768122-cherry-chapter-7

So much dirty filthy daddy fetish sex! So much excitement! Cherry is relentless!

Start from Chapter One (or any other chapter--your choice) here:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Chapter 8 goes up tomorrow. As always, you can buy CHERRY in print (or get the ebook) from many retailers, including http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Monday, August 21, 2017

“Don’t you want to come?” #DaddyFetish #Erotica


“I want to come, Daddy. I want to come so bad…”

Clearly, I don't remember this book at all. I wrote CHERRY maybe 7 or 8 years ago and I honestly didn't realize it was so full of Daddy fetish roleplay and golden showers and just... wow... filthy, filthy smut. The only scene that stuck in my mind was the lesbian shower threesome, and my mind had even prettified that one.

All this to say you're in for some nasty "Fuck me, Daddy!" smut with Chapter 6. Enjoy!

https://www.wattpad.com/459320058-cherry-chapter-6

If you're wondering what on earth I'm talking about, I've been posting my book CHERRY chapter by chapter at Wattpad. That means you can read it for free! What else could you ask for, aside from peace on earth, which, sadly, I cannot provide. What I can provide is daily porny respite from the pain of living.

You're welcome.

Start from Chapter One (or any other chapter--your choice) here:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Chapter 7 goes up tomorrow. As always, you can buy CHERRY in print (or get the ebook) from many retailers, including http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Hey, Giselle! Why did you write Monstrous Obsession? #PNR #DubCon #Erotica



I've created a new video in my "Why did you write this book?" series. In this one, we look at what inspired the dangerously demonic novella MONSTROUS OBSESSION. Here's a hint: it has a lot to do with my love of true ghost stories.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O4lTFg4xoIE

MONSTROUS OBSESSION by Giselle Renarde is available as an ebook and in print! https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=vtqTAwAAQBAJ
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00KCZEQIU?tag=dondes-20
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/434348
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/monstrous-obsession-giselle-renarde/1119459287

Artemis has never relied on a man for anything. When she moves in with her biker boyfriend Budd and his teenaged son Vincent, she worries she’s losing her independence. Little does Artemis know the moment she sets foot inside Budd’s big house, family dynamics will be the least of her worries.

Something strange lives in Budd’s creaky old house, and it’s far more powerful than any human being. Artemis senses it watching her. She feels it when, out of the blue, a slimy monster tongue licks her neck. She watches it possess every man who looks her way. How could she anticipate the intense, horrific evil she would encounter in Budd’s home?

To save her new family from an obsessive monster, Artemis must learn to accept help from the man who loves her. Can she swallow her pride… before it’s too late?

MONSTROUS OBSESSION by Giselle Renarde is available as an ebook and in print! https://play.google.com/store/books/details?id=vtqTAwAAQBAJ
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00KCZEQIU?tag=dondes-20
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/434348
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/monstrous-obsession-giselle-renarde/1119459287

Underwater Blowjob! #OlderYounger #DILF #Erotica #Serial



Cherry clung to Phil’s dick with both hands. Underwater, she pulled him out of her throat. Without wasting a moment, she worked his shaft with one hand, squeezing his balls with the other. She rubbed his hot tip against her lips as she ran out of breath.


Another Pleasant Valley Sunday-ay-ay, Here in Older/Younger Land!

Yes, we're back with Chapter 6 of CHERRY, now available for you FREE reading pleasure at Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/458861153-cherry-chapter-5


Isn't smut fun? Especially when it's FREE?

If you need to start at the beginning, or any chapter in between, here's the book's main page:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Come back tomorrow for Chapter 6! As always, you can buy CHERRY in print (or get the ebook) from many retailers, including http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Saturday, August 19, 2017

"Like I’m gonna fight a couple drunk chicks in a campground shower!" #lesbian #threesome #erotica


"She got her own tits soapy too, and then pressed them against my back. In, like, five seconds we were all covered in soap. I lost track of who had the bar. They kept passing it back and forth, feeling me up with their soft hands. Those horny chicks touched me everywhere!"

As promised, our little Cherry is back tonight with Chapter Four:

https://www.wattpad.com/458440046-cherry-chapter-4

Have you missed a few chapters? Need to start from the beginning? CHERRY is now free at Wattpad! Read from the start:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

If you just can't wait, buy the whole book in print or as an ebook: http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Friday, August 18, 2017

“Shut up and piss on me, stupid!” #GoldenShowers #PissPlay #Watersports #Erotica


His pee splashed against her skin, sending sparkling droplets across her breasts. The stream coursed down her front like a waterfall, pooling slightly in her belly button before flowing between her legs.

Chapter Three of Cherry is live at Wattpad, if they haven't cancelled my account for being a huge perv. I wrote this book six or seven years ago. I'd forgotten how truly nasty it was. Yowza.

So Chapter Three is full of warm golden showers and hot cum on nubile breasts. Hope that's not too much of a spoiler for you.

Read Chapter Three for free right now:

https://www.wattpad.com/457799388-cherry-chapter-three


Or start from the beginning if you're just tuning in:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Be back tomorrow with Chapter 4! If you just can't wait, buy the whole book in print or as an ebook: http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Cherry: Chapter Two #Free #BeachRead #Hot #Erotica #Serial


"Sex is totally natural. I hate it when people act like you're evil or whatever just because you like screwing."


Chapter Two of Cherry has just gone live at Wattpad, a little early today but it's raining here (is it raining with you...?) so I figured what the hell.

Great chapter today, complete with a beach scene that'll surely arouse your interest. Sunblock, talk of blow-up dolls, and Cherry takes her top off. A ton of fun.

Read Chapter Two for free right now:

https://www.wattpad.com/457344840-cherry-chapter-two


If you missed Chapter One, here you go:

https://www.wattpad.com/456958988-cherry-chapter-one

The book's got a main page type thing too, and that's here:

https://www.wattpad.com/story/119783265-cherry

Love you!

Chapter Three goes up tomorrow. If you just can't wait, buy the whole book in print or as an ebook: http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

FREE MY CHERRY! Chapter One is Live #hot #agegap #erotica

Chapter Two will go live tomorrow. If you just can't wait, buy the whole book in print or as an ebook! http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20
Cherry is a saucy little minx who falls in love/lust with her father's best friend.

I wrote her story a few years ago, and I just can't get it off my mind. Takes place in the summertime, mostly at a campground where Cherry and her crush Phil are staying in adjacent cabins. Phil is recently divorced, going through a rough time, you know how it is. He wants to resist temptation as much as he can, but who knows?  Maybe his best friend's 18-year-old daughter is just be the pick-me-up he needs...

This is some hot shit.

If you're craving older man/younger woman erotica, this is it.

And the best part? I'm posting it FREE, chapter by chapter, at Wattpad:

https://www.wattpad.com/456958988-cherry-chapter-one


I've resisted joining Wattpad until now because I'm cognizant that it's a social media platform and I have no intention of being social there. But what the hell?  Might as well post this hot-ass book.  It's summer. I want to treat you.

Cherry is 12 chapters long. I'll be posting one chapter per day, so that'll take us through to... Sunday August 27th. I'll post a new chapter every evening at 8pm EST so you've got something to look forward to. Just FYI I'll be out all day Saturday (August 19th) so I won't be able to post until midnight or so. You've been warned.

If you're not already a Wattpad member you'll probably have to create an account (takes two seconds) because this is mature content (to put it lightly) so they have to make sure you're old enough to be reading it. (If you're here, you sure as hell better be over 18!)

Soak up every last bit of summer with Cherry, the hottest beach read I've ever written, absolutely FREE at Wattpad.

Read Chapter One today:

https://www.wattpad.com/456958988-cherry-chapter-one


Chapter Two will go live tomorrow. If you just can't wait, buy the whole book in print or as an ebook! http://www.amazon.com/Cherry-Giselle-Renarde-ebook/dp/B00KSS762Y?tag=dondes-20


Monday, August 14, 2017

Hey, Giselle! Why did you write Nanny State? #lesbian #ageplay

I created a little video about why I wrote Nanny State. It's the first in my new "Why did you write this book?" video series which I'm sure will be greatly successful and I won't give up on it after three episodes. (Oh, who am I kidding? Two episodes...)

Anyhoo, enjoy the mellifluous sound of my voice!



Here's the direct link in case I fail at embedding the way I fail at so many things in life: https://youtu.be/tRvEN550944

Sweet watched and she was like, "Sounds just like you, complete with your snorty little giggle." heh well it IS me (complete with my snorty little giggle)

And if you just want to buy Nanny State without all this fuss, here you go with the links:
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007Q1H1NK?tag=dondes-20
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1109809789

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

FREE READ: Country Roads #Lesbian #Erotica

For your reading pleasure, some delightful erotic fiction featuring an older woman showing a younger woman how it's done by the roadside. You can read this story (as "Driving Mrs. Rose") and more like it in my book Older Women, Lesbian Desires--one of three volumes that make up Erotic Older Women!
Country Roads
Older/Younger Lesbian Erotica
by Giselle Renarde

Mrs. Rose called me a late bloomer because I was nineteen and still hadn’t learned to drive. I had my permit, but cars seemed scary. All my friends had their licenses, so I felt like I didn’t need to learn.

But Mrs. Rose said I must. She drove a pick-up truck and claimed driving was the key to a woman’s independence.

And Mrs. Rose was by far the most independent woman I’d ever met. My grandparents lived way out in the country, and Mrs. Rose was their neighbour. She’d always told me to call her Jan (since she’d never been married and wasn’t a “Mrs.” at all) but my grandparents were sticklers for formality. They didn’t think it proper to call a woman her age “Miss.”

So “Mrs. Rose” it was, and Mrs. Rose she stayed.

I don’t think she was actually as old as the lines around her eyes suggested. I couldn’t tell if her hair was white or blonde—she always wore that sun-bleached straw hat, so it was hard to get a good look. I’d gone to her place to buy snap peas from her garden, but we got talking about driving, and soon she was set on teaching me.

Since I couldn’t imagine learning in her big old pick-up, we walked back to my grandparents’ property. My grandma reluctantly allowed us borrow her Toyota. Sure I was scared to learn, but I’d always heard it was easiest on country roads. Less traffic than in the city. Also, there was something about Mrs. Rose that made me feel safe. If we broke down or whatever, she’d know what to do.

I was so nervous when I started the engine that I thought I might pee my pants. I couldn’t remember which was the gas and which was the brakes, and no matter what I did, I second-guessed myself. I felt so dumb.

But Mrs. Rose kept telling me I was doing fine.

Thank goodness there was no traffic on the arrow-straight country road. I would have wet myself for sure if I saw a car coming at me.

The more I drove, the better I felt about it, until we came to a four-way stop and there were other cars. Oh no! My legs shook so hard Mrs. Rose set one hot hand over my naked thigh, right under the hem of my short shorts.

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Lightning shot through me, and all at once my nipples were so hard they hurt. The day had been so hot I hadn’t worn a bra, and I stole a glance down to see if it was obvious. Oh God, it was! My nipples were pointy and stiff as pencil erasers, urging through the clingy jersey of my sleeveless top.

Out of the corner of my eye, I checked to see if Mrs. Rose had noticed how hard my tits were. Would you believe she was staring right at them? Right at them! Her fingers pressed into the tan flesh of my thigh and I didn’t know what to do. My pussy started to pulse, that traitor, and I told myself the impulse was purely physical, just a response to a stimulus. I couldn’t possibly be sexually attracted to Mrs. Rose, with her crow’s feet and sundrenched skin.

Could I?

A car behind me honked, and I started through the intersection without looking. There was a car coming at me from the left, and I looked down at my feet, searching for the brake. Mrs. Rose grabbed the wheel, still digging her fingers into my thigh, and when she told me to floor it, I sailed through that intersection.

I kept driving, way faster than the speed limit. I wasn’t even looking. I didn’t care. I just wanted to get away from the car that had honked. I was so embarrassed.

But my body embarrassed me too, with its impulses, its throbbing arousal. No matter how fast I drove, I couldn’t get away from that, just like I couldn’t get away from Mrs. Rose’s hand on my thigh.

She told me to slow down and I said I wanted to stop. I started shouting, hyperventilating almost. I pleaded with her to tell me how, tell me where I could pull over.

Relenting, she guided me into a sandy strip that looked like a driveway but didn’t go anywhere. I stormed from the car because my body was full of energy. The grasses had grown high beyond our makeshift parking space, and I chopped at them with both hands.

When Mrs. Rose appeared behind me, I didn’t even notice until her hands were on my shoulders, holding me steady. She told me it was all right, no harm done. I’d driven very well for my first time. I didn’t believe that for a second, but her touch reignited the pulse I’d felt before.

Turning around, I hugged Mrs. Rose. The earthy aroma of her oversized linen shirt filled my head. She wore an apron in the garden, but not now. Just the shirt and capri-length khakis. When I pressed my body into hers, I could feel that she wasn’t wearing a bra either. Her breasts felt soft and comforting, and an urge came over me to suckle.

I shook that idea from my head. It seemed way too weird or incestuous or something. Not that Mrs. Rose was family, but I’d known her since I was a kid and she was probably almost my grandmother’s age. Just…weird.

Holding me tight, she whispered into my ear that she’d noticed how I’d grown. Grown how? I wondered about that, but I didn’t ask. Did she mean that we were the same height now? Or was she talking about my long tan legs, or my hips, or my breasts?

She was smelling my hair. My skin tingled.

It was obvious what would happen by the way she held me, running her fingers down my back. I didn’t know if I wanted it, but my body knew. My pussy throbbed so hot I was surprised it hadn’t burned a hole in my shorts. My nipples felt like they’d had ice cubes pressed against them—not cold, just very, very hard.

She asked me outright if I’d ever been with another woman. I was shocked by the question, or more by the fact that she’d posed it in such a forthright way. No. Never. My friend Hunter kissed me on the lips in Grade Seven, but that was nothing salacious. I’d never been with a boy, either. Only kisses. They called me a tease because they liked my body. They wanted it, lusted after it, but they couldn’t have it.

I don’t think she believed I was a virgin, but why waste time convincing her? Instead, I bent my head back a little so my hair fluttered against her fingers. She still had her straw hat on, and the blazing sunlight filtered through the holes in it like little slices of heaven. Her smile was bright and generous, but her eyes were dark with lust. It followed me like a wolf, always hungry, always wanting a bite, a lick, a drop of blood.

She wanted me, and I gave myself to her.

It wasn’t my mouth that she kissed. She went for my neck, attacking it, nipping and licking. My knees started to tremble. There was something overpowering about her. She was slim like me, but stronger. When she held my arms, I didn’t struggle. I looked up at the glints of sunlight slicing through her hat, and I surrendered.

I was so turned that my legs refused to hold me upright. Mrs. Rose grabbed the hem of my top and pulled it over my head as I fell to my knees. There I was, naked from the waist up, bathing in sunlight. I looked down at my bare breasts, and so did she. My nipples were so hard they’d nearly turned red.

There was a noise like a growl from the back of Mrs. Rose’s throat, and I could feel her attraction like an impending storm.

She set my top on the front of my grandmother’s car and yanked me up by the armpits. I unbuttoned my shorts, and unzipped them without waiting for her to give the instruction. Sure I was a virgin, but I knew desire—my own, and Mrs. Rose’s.

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When I stepped out of my flip-flops and shorts, sunburnt grass stung my soles. I threw down my thong. Mrs. Rose seemed to appreciate the look. Or maybe it was my pussy she admired. I’d shaved it the day before, because we’d gone to the beach and I wanted to wear my itty bitty bikini. Maybe Mrs. Rose would have liked me in that bathing suit. I suddenly wished I could show her. I wanted to pose for her like a pin-up model. I wanted to dance for her, and strip. I wanted to please her.

She told me to hop up on the hood of the car, and I did. The sizzle blazed through my top, and I was glad I’d put my flip-flops back on before setting both feet on the fender. There I was, utterly naked, pussy shaven, and sunbathing on my grandmother’s car. I opened my legs, and Mrs. Rose dove between them.

My thighs first. She kissed all the way from my knees. It was such a devilish tease I wanted to smack her, but I also wanted her to tease me. I liked it. I liked that she didn’t give me everything I wanted right away.

Mrs. Rose let out a wonderful noise, a hum of enjoyment. She told me my pussy smelled divine. As she parted my shaved lips, I pressed my palms against the sizzling car. When she got a look at the pink of me, she licked her lips. Her hat slid down the back of her head, giving me a clear view of her face. In the summer sun, her skin glowed. She looked gorgeous, more beautiful than any woman in any magazine.

I loved the way she stared at my pussy, with worship and adoration. I’d never felt so wanted. When she inched forward between my legs, I held my breath. I knew this was going to feel amazing, oh yes. And when she licked my pussy, really slow, teasing my flesh, I trembled on the hood of that car.

The day was hot, but her tongue felt hotter. It blazed against my clit like liquid fire. She’d obviously done this before.

My nipples strained naked in the heat. I wanted to play with those rosy buds, but I knew the second I took my hands off the car I’d slide down and tumble to the burnt grass. So I watched Mrs. Rose through the valley of my perky breasts. I watched her eat my wet little pussy in rapture, like it was the sweetest thing she’d ever tasted in her life.

Every so often she looked into my eyes. Sometimes she arched high enough that I could see down the front of her oversized blouse. I saw her breasts, and they were fuller and more luscious than I’d expected. Now I really wanted to suckle them, even if that was super-fucked up and crazy.

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I pushed my pussy against her lips, rolling my hips to stroke off on her face. My straining bud grew fat and red as a cherry. She took it in her mouth and sucked, pulling on my tender flesh with her lips. I went wild, thrashing on the hood of the Toyota. It was too much and still not enough. I writhed so hard Mrs. Rose took hold of my thighs and held them steady as she sucked between my legs.

In the distance, I heard the approaching whoosh of a car, and I stiffened. What if they saw me naked with Mrs. Rose’s head between my legs? What would they think? Oh God!

I heard the vehicle whiz by, but I didn’t turn in time to see it. Hopefully they didn’t see us either. That’s what I told myself, and the relief freed me up enough to surrender. My orgasm had been sitting like a beast in my belly. It attacked me, raging through my bones, making me flop on the car like a fish out of water. I screamed and swore. Hopefully nobody heard me. I didn’t think there were any houses nearby, but you never know who’s out and about.

Mrs. Rose licked my clit until I couldn’t take any more. It felt amazing, but the pleasure was too extreme. It coursed through me like lava, and that was wonderful, but her mouth on my pussy made me loopy. She sucked, sucked, sucked until my clit felt huge and hard and tender. I screamed, and she backed away, watching my naked body come to grips with its first sexual experience.

When I’d drifted toward a blissful sundrenched sleep, Mrs. Rose read my mind and unbuttoned her blouse. I eased forward and sank into the splendour of her breasts, suckling one and then the other. Her breasts were warm and her nipples hard. I sucked them with my eyes closed, feeling heat all around me, smelling the earth on her clothes.

After she’d buttoned up and I’d dressed in my top and shorts, we sat in the hot car. We didn’t do or say anything, just sat together until the stifling heat became too much to bear. She started the engine and drove us back to my grandparents’ place. Good thing. I wasn’t in any condition to drive after that amazing orgasm.

As she waved goodbye to my grandparents, who were sitting on the veranda when we got home, Mrs. Rose offered to take me out again the next day.

I took her up on it, of course. I had a lot to learn.

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Thursday, August 3, 2017

"If you can't laugh at yourself...": Guest Post from Oleander Plume

Someone asked me if I get turned on reading my own stories, and the answer is no, not really. Not sure why that is, but I suspect it’s because I am too wrapped up in getting the details right, or criticizing every detail to get hot and bothered.

Oddly enough, I do laugh at my work. Often. Certain lines or scenes strike me as funny and crack me up every time I read them. I’ve collected a few of my favorites to share with you today:

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Horatio stood next to Gunner and peered out. “They are aiming cannons at us, Snake. Fucking cannons!”

“Prepare for lift off.” Seven took over the controls, and the ship began to spin. “Eat our wake, fuckers!”

“Holy shit!” Horatio shrieked. Huge waves headed toward the oncoming ships. “We’re creating our own hurricane!” The ship spun even faster. Horatio grabbed Gunner and held him tight so that he wouldn’t get knocked over.

“If I had the ability to puke, I would be puking right now,” Snake wailed.

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“Fuck, that’s nice,” Sugar said, bouncing on Gunner’s lap.

“Yeah, ride me, you suave little bastard!” Gunner said. “Hope they can get semen stains out of Armani, baby, ‘cause I’m going to make you come twice.”

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Gunner waited until Saul was out of sight and mouthed, “He’s a freaking squirrel?” to Horatio and Snake.

“What’s a squirrel?” Snake whispered back.

“Never mind,” Gunner muttered.

Horatio stuck his thumb up in air. “The bow tie, though? Pretty cute.”

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“According to this, we need a ship hierarchy. Let’s see, you’re captain.” Seven used air quotes around the word captain, which made Snake bristle. “Sugar is second in command, so who’s in the third spot?”

“You are, darling,” Snake said.

“I am? Is it because of my sick techno skills or my pretty, pretty balls?” Seven batted his lashes so hard he nearly toppled out of his chair.

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Gunner was afraid the contraption would eat his brain, but he stuffed it on his head anyway. The thing was too big, hanging low enough to cover his eyes.

“Sexy, baby,” Horatio muttered. “Very sexy.”

Gunner pushed up the helmet and glared at him.

Princess Petal said, “Now, look at Horatio and concentrate only on Horatio.” While Gunner stared into his piercing blue eyes, Horatio’s voice echoed inside his head: Gunner is so fucking hot. I want to put my tongue up his sweet little ass right now. I wonder if he’d let me cover him in whipped cream, ‘cause licking it off would be fun.

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Horatio jabbed Snake in the chest. “You tipped him a thousand bucks for being a surly little fleabag?”

“I tipped him so he’d forget we were ever here,” Snake said. “A good pirate is an invisible pirate. And just so you know, it costs extra to get people to forget you.”

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You can read more screwball comedy, plus some adventure, and maybe more than a little hot man on man sex in Horatio Slice: Guitar Slayer of the Universe.


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Horatio Slice is NOT dead.

Gunner Wilkes knows a secret. Heartthrob rock star Horatio Slice is not dead. Sure, Gunner may turn heads with his big brain, good looks, and gym-built body, but his mind is on one thing only: returning his all-time favorite rocker and secret fanboy crush to Earth.

Yes, there are VAMPIRE PIRATES

Fame and stardom were starting to wear thin for Horatio Slice, but when he was sucked through a magical portal while on stage at Madison Square Garden into a jail cell in a strange dimension called Merona, his confusion quickly cleared upon meeting his sexy, dark-haired cellmate, a vampire pirate named Snake Vinter, who filled Horatio in about life in the universe, jumping from dimension to dimension, and craftily avoiding the wrath of gnarly-mask-wearing leather queen King Meridian—a guy nobody wants to cross.

The metal ship is named Frances.

And on Snake’s metal ship live eight identical blond Humerians, who proudly display their cocks and assholes in carefully crafted trousers, as well as a wild assortment of untamable, cock-hungry travelers and stowaways. But someone has hacked into Frances’ mainframe, demanding that Snake and crew deliver Horatio Slice to King Meridian, or feel his wrath.

All the zany magical comedy of Mel Brooks, an adventure not dissimilar to Indiana Jones meets Barbarella, and men, men, horny men, of all shapes and sizes, Horatio Slice, Guitar Slayer of the Universe is wild, fun, pornographic fiction for anyone who loves the masculine, the feminine, and all identities in between. Even more so, it’s for cravers—for aficionados—of big, hard, pounding cock, and anyone who can handle laughs that won't stop coming.

Horatio Slice: Guitar Slayer of the Universe official buy links:


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Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/Horatio-Slice-Guitar-Slayer-Universe-ebook/dp/B0745TP99T?tag=dondes-20

Amazon print: https://www.amazon.com/Horatio-Slice-Guitar-Slayer-Universe-ebook/dp/B0745TP99T?tag=dondes-20

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