PUBLICLY DISPLAY YOURSELF FOR ME

Believe it or not, I have to tone down my covers thanks to Amazon's adult filtering. But I certainly haven't toned down my content!

Pretty Gina Wesley has a dilemma. Her boyfriend, the gorgeous Max Devlin, wants her to display herself on a public beach as part of her sexual servitude. But Gina is naturally shy.

Gina has to give in, however, when the Devlin siblings insist on coming along and taking photos of the event. But how soon will it be before the police show up?

This 10800 word BDSM novelette is Volume 3 of the 'Initiation 2' series.

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More than a few females do a double take as the twins and Max come into view. I don't blame them. I would too. In fact, I'm positively glowing with the fact that I have three absolutely drop dead gorgeous men flanking me, as if I'm a supermodel or someone far worthier than what I deem myself. Envious eyes are riveted on me - wondering if a) I'm someone famous, or b) if I'm not, how the hell did I manage to snare this entourage?

Well, everyone will find out soon enough.

The twins and Max choose a spot somewhere in the middle of the beach. There are three empty deck chairs which have just been vacated, evidenced by the empty glasses on the adjoining side table. Sand scours the seats. The twins lay down their backpacks as Max begins to strip off his T-shirt and shorts.

I observe Max. I will never get tired of watching him take his clothes off. Every female around us is watching Max too, as well as the twins as they begin to peel off those Hawaiian shirts from their toned bodies.

As the siblings drop their baggy shorts, gasps burst from red lips all around us. Max is wearing a scarlet G-string. The twins are clad in corresponding blue ones. The G-strings feature a common pearl-shaped front to unsuccessfully cover their bulging genitals, allowing pubic hair to peek above and around the material in suggestive patches. Save for a thin band around their hips, their firm and luscious buttocks are completely exposed because the strings that form the connecting points are nicely and snugly buried within their cracks.

The outlines of their penises and balls contained within their fronts are very, very obvious. A trickle of fluid runs out of my pussy just to look at them.

Max grins at me. "Take it off, doll. Show them what you've got."

I'm only glad for the fact that Alice isn't around to see me. Aware that all eyes are now riveted upon me, I self-consciously shrug away the terrycloth robe.

More gasps of shock puncture the brittle atmosphere, already choked with the rising heat from the hot sands.

Woo hoo! Got into Top 10 Erotica at Amazon US!

OPEN YOUR LEGS FOR MY FAMILY entered the Amazon Top 10 Erotica! I'm so pleased. This is my second book to enter the Amazon Top 10 Erotica.

CENSORSHIP

It has come to my attention that Amazon is filtering some of my titles as ADULT, which is akin to censorship. They are

BEND OVER FOR MY FAMILY
BLINDFOLDED AND SPREAD-EAGLED
THE FINAL INITIATION
THE GORGEOUS NAKED MAN IN MY STORM SHELTER
WHEN HE'S INSIDE YOU
MY STEPSON IS A NAUGHTY STRIPPER

This despite the Paypal debacle being over. The above books will NOT appear inSearch engines on my name.

I abhor censorship of any sort and I hope you do too. I am contacting Amazon about this. I will keep you posted.

Meanwhile, to look at these books, just click on their links.

HER FIRST CLIT RING

Jenny is terribly afraid. Her control freak of a boyfriend, John, wants her to get a clitoris ring. She wants to please him, and yet she is afraid of the actual piercing and its ramifications. How will she go through this, especially as he wants to film the procedure?

This is an intensely psychological journey of sexual awakening at 6800 words.


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The room possesses a reclining chair with a pair of stirrups – not unlike what you get at a gynecologist’s clinic. There’s also a flat examination bed made from black leather and several comfortable looking chairs.

“I’ll have to examine you first to determine what kind of piercing you can take,” Chad explains. “But first, you may want to wash yourself.”

He gestures to an attached bathroom.

John puts his sling bag down. He carefully removes a video camcorder from it.

“I’m going to be recording every moment of this,” he declares.
Jenny hugs her chest, feeling cold. Chad makes no move to exit the room.

John sets his camcorder up. He depresses a few buttons and a blinking red light comes on. He trains the aperture at Jenny.

“Okay. This is a historic moment called ‘Jenny gets her first clit ring’. Take off your clothes, Jenny.”

She’s suddenly feeling self-conscious. “You mean, with – ” She surreptitiously glances at Chad.

Chad waves his hand. “No worries, I’ll leave the room until you’re ready for me.”

“No. Stay. Sweetheart, Chad’s gonna be doing the procedure anyway. He’s going to see you totally naked. So let’s not make a big deal out of this, OK?”

Here it comes, she thinks. The domineering part that takes over his personality completely.

“OK,” she says in a small voice.

She starts to unzip her dress from the side, very aware that the camcorder lens is upon her. The dress falls off her slim shoulders. She has alabaster skin – delicate and almost transparent with tiny blue veins. It’s fairy skin; the skin of princesses and milk baths. She’s not wearing a brassiere, and so her firm breasts are revealed immediately. Her nipples and areolas are red and inviting.

She lets the dress pool at her ankles. She’s wearing a pair of lacy black panties – sheer and strategically see-through in some places. She steps out of her dress and totters in her high silver heels.

“Look at those tits,” John murmurs. He moves closer, dipping the camcorder to the level of her chest. “What do you think, Chad? Good for a nipple ring later?”

Jenny shivers. She tries to cross her arms around her chest, but John bats her hands impatiently away.

“Don’t cover yourself, sweetheart.”

“I don’t know,” Chad drawls. He has a languorous air about him, as though his presence is an effortless draping cloud. “I’ll have to examine her.”

“Be my guest. Put your hands behind your back, Jenny.”

BEND OVER FOR MY FAMILY

THE BESTSELLING ‘INITIATION’ SERIES CONTINUES!

Pretty Gina Wesley is locked in the passionate embrace of her boyfriend’s brother, when their father suddenly returns. Terrified of this mysterious billionaire, Gina scuttles to dress up for him.

But when Russell Devlin, the patriarch of the house, offers her a contract for her sexual servitude, Gina must decide if she will sell her body to her new ‘Daddy’ – who can be a very stern and demanding master.

This 9800 word BDSM novelette is Volume 2 of the ‘Initiation 2’ series.


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Russell pats Alice’s rump, a gesture that strikes me as unusual. She is after all older than Max. “Off with you now. I want to have a look at Max’s girlfriend.”

Even the way he talks to her is unusual, as if she’s still a little girl. My anxiety intensifies.

“She’s nothing special, Dad,” Alice retorts as she reluctantly slides off his lap.

“Jealousy doesn’t become you, sweetheart. Come here, Gina, and let me have a look at you.”

“Go on.” Max prods me in the back.

I go around the large desk, which is cluttered with documents and bric-bracs, including a table photo of a little girl in pigtails whom I recognize as a childhood version of Alice. Surprise, surprise, she’s actually smiling in her photo – something I haven’t seen much evidence of since I arrived.

Russell is seated on his high-back leather chair, whose reclining back squeaks as he leans back to view me in all my party frock glory. He’s a giant of a man, with long limbs and a waist that resembles Max’s tapering one.

“Very, very pretty.” He holds out his large hands. “Come here, Gina.”

I’m not really sure what to do, but I do know that as a guest, I cannot rudely decline. But just gazing at this magnificent specimen of a man – a man in every sense – makes me go weak in my knees. More so than his sons, he gives off the impression of instant and absolute command. His eyes are crinkled at the edges with laugh lines and his skin is weathered. I suspect he is a man much used to being outdoors.

I take two tentative steps towards him. He reaches out and grasps my hand.
“Sit here, Gina.” He pats his lap, recently warmed by Alice.

Alice hisses with exasperation.

I place my buttocks on his lap. My hands tremble a little. I can smell his aftershave – a musky scent that sends shivers through my body. His skin is very warm through his shirt and pants, and I am very aware of his overwhelming maleness, and of his hand on my back as I snuggle closer to his torso in a bid to maintain my balance.

He adjusts my body orientation so that I’m sitting partially sideways, with my legs dangling off his right thigh. The armrest prevents me from totally being sideways. His hand on my back slides up and down my bodice, stopping just above my buttocks. My skirt is flouncy and very much in the way of more contact.

My pulse is fluttering at my throat. I swallow a hard lump.

Max clears his throat and remarks, “Gina has very nicely agreed to submit – ” he pauses at the significance of the word “ – to the whole family.”

The Gorgeous Naked Man in my Storm Shelter (Erotic Suspense)

Newly divorced Jean Mansfield can’t take her eyes off the intruder in her storm shelter. He’s amazingly gorgeous, and every inch of him is as naked as the raging elements outside. Just like her, he came to seek refuge from the tornadoes.

There are two catches. He doesn’t remember who he is and where he came from. And he possesses an unusual and surprising sexual ability that elevates him above all men.

So why is a mysterious government agency which is headed by a beautiful, redheaded woman after him? And why do they declare him psychologically damaged and extremely dangerous?

This is an Erotic/Romantic Suspense novella at 29,300 words.