Stories From My Inbox…

So what do we have in store this week?

Women’s Health

6 Tantric Tricks That Will Help You Have An Insane Orgasm

11 Subtle Tricks Happy Couples Use To Get Even Closer

Why You Get So Sore After Sex Sometimes

8 Once-In-A-Lifetime Sex Experiences Everyone Should Have

11 Things We Wish Guys Knew About Orgasms

This One Thing Completely Changed The Way My Partner And I Have Sex

6 Ways To Make Masturbation Even Better

7 Sex Positions That Work Your G-Spot And Clit—At The Same Time

This Is What It’s Really Like To Date A Man With A Small Penis

Cosmopolitan

Always good advise to take your jewellery off before playing!

This Man’s Story About Losing His Wedding Ring Inside His Wife Will Make You Never Want to Have Sex Again

17 Most Hilarious Google Translations of Cosmo Sex Tips

Buzzfeed

Ok so this has changed my mind about trying out the whole whipped cream sex idea with my other half!

12 Sex + Food Horror Stories You Won’t Be Able To Unread

24 Brutally Honest Confessions From A Sex Therapist

Kinkly

The Man Trap Position

Stories From My Inbox…

What do we have in store this week I wonder?!…

Women’s Health

Always make time for the ones you love because you never get that time back!

How to Make Your Love Life Work When You’re Both Busy as Hell

Butt Motorboating: Yes, Real People Are Doing It

We all get a little self-absorbed sometimes and forget to show those around us how much we care…

11 Tiny Gestures Anyone Can Do to Make Their Partner Feel Appreciated

The poor woman…

I Pooped While Having an Orgasm

Some people like to know these things!

How Normal Is Your Sex Life?

Sounds like an interesting place to recharge your batteries!

Need a Vacay? This Erotic Theme Park Might Be Just What the (Sex) Doctor Ordered

How to Use Your Butt Cheeks (and His) for Hotter Sex

Not that they would ever admit they have them 😉

How to Help Your Guy Out When He’s on His Period

Here’s What It Means if Your Guy’s Penis Smells

This seems to be a very harsh way of dealing with it…

Would You Give Up Sex to Get Out of Debt?

This seems to be a strange verdict…

Court Rules Oral Sex Isn’t Rape Even if the Victim Is Unconscious

Who knew!

5 Ways Sex Is Really, Really Good for Your Skin and Hair

8 Things You’ve Heard About STDs That Are Totally Bogus

Game of Thrones is a good one!

The 7 Best TV Shows to Have Sex To

6 Incredible Sensations Your Sex Life Is Crying Out For

Aubergines have never been so popular 😉

What Your Favorite Dirty Emoji Says About You

5 Things You Didn’t Know About Having Sex with a Yeast Infection

It’s polite to be a giver and receiver!

Not All Oral Is Equal: Why Men Are Still So Terrified of Vaginas

Men’s Health

I know a few men who love being watched…

Why She Wants to Watch You Masturbate

 

Stories From My Inbox…

So what do we have in store this week?

Buzzfeed

This article made me laugh…

You Will Only Understand These Charts If You’ve Had Sex With A Penis

I do enjoy the odd quiz!

Prove You’re A Sex Genius By Scoring More Than 69% On This Quiz

Women’s Health

8 Reasons Why Being a Grown-Ass Woman with a Crush Totally Sucks

9 Crucial Facts You Should Know About Your G-Spot

8 Ways You Turn Guys on Without Saying a Word

These 5 Gentle Moves Are Your Sexual Secret Weapons

4 Practical (but Weird AF) Uses for Semen That Don’t Involve Impregnating Someone

These 5 Mind Tricks Can Make Sex So Much Hotter

5 Masturbation Experiences to Check Off Your Bucket List

Can Circumcision Mess with a Guy’s Sex Life? Science Explains

Men’s Health

5 Ways Running Affects Your Penis and Balls

Are You Masturbating Wrong?

10 Bogus Facts About Erectile Dysfunction

What It Means If You Feel a Lump On Your Balls

4 Sex Positions She Wants More Than Missionary

The Real Reason ‘Blue Balls’ Hurts So Much

8 Simple Strategies for Stronger Erections

Cosmopolitan

How Much Do Porn Stars Actually Enjoy Sex?

19 Kinds of Guys Every Twentysomething Is Sick of Dating

6 Women Share How They Made Their Sex Lives Hotter

10 Things That Make Him Fall Even More In Love With You

 

Stories From My Inbox…

So let’s see what we have in store this week in the inbox!

Women’s Health

7 Reasons Why V-Day Sex Is the Best Kind of Sex

5 Facts to Get You Better Acquainted with Your Labia

The Good Girl’s Guide to Rough Sex

What Women Who Have Multiple Orgasms Say Is Their Secret

9 Guys Divulge Their Secret Sex Rituals

6 Female-Friendly Porn Sites to Heat Up the Cold Winter Months

This Is How Many People Are Having Sex While Driving

7 Sweet and Mortifying Stories of People Saying ‘I Love You’ for the First Time

9 Facts About Fibroid Tumors Every Woman Should Know

10 Men and Women Share the Most Times They’ve Had Sex in One Day

This Sex Toy Made for Long-Distance Lovers Looks More Like a Dustbuster

Having Anal Sex Puts You at Higher Risk of Ongoing Anal Leakage, Says Study

What Guys REALLY Think When You Masturbate During Sex

Men’s Health

Why You Should Never Ever Ask a Woman If She Had an Orgasm

What You Need to Know If You’re ‘Pulling Out’ During Sex

6 Things You Should Have Bedside in Your ‘Sex Drawer’

Where to Touch a Woman to Instantly Turn Her On

6 Things You Must Know Before You Go Commando

Why Your Balls Might Feel Like a Bag Of Worms

The New Rules Of Oral

7 Signs Your Semen Is Healthy and Strong

Cosmopolitan

Is Painful Sex Normal?

11 Cunnilingus Things Every Guy Should Do

What It’s Really Like to be a Sperm Donor

14 Things Guys Wish They Knew Before Losing Their Virginity

11 Genius Ways to Hit on Men in Public

New Study Says Anal Sex Is Linked to Incontinence, Even if You Only Do it Once

5 Sensual Sex Positions for Sex That Lasts Forever

9 Awkward Period Sex Moments Every Woman Has Endured

Don’t Forget…

Naughty nine Anthology (2)There’s still time to download Naughty Nine Anthology using code: TH93Y at Smashwords for a special introductory offer of 50% off until 4th October 2014.

 

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As a special introductory offer use code: TH93Y at Smashwords to get a 50% discount off Naughty Nine Anthology until 4th October 2014.

For a taster of the Nine hot stories check out these links below:

Day One

Day Two

Day Three

Day Four

Day Five

Day Six

Day Seven

Day Eight

Day Nine

Have a great weekend and enjoy!

Naughty Nine Anthology Excerpts Day 8…

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Sorry its a bit late, but better late than never! Today’s excerpt comes from The Receptionist:

Oh that silky voice. The way Olivier rolls his r’s, and that accent just makes me weak. I sit here listening to him talking about radiators and leaking faucets but I could listen for hours.

I’ve already deleted this report once so I can indulge in his voice and now I’m behind on the day’s work and will probably have to stay late to catch up.

I close my eyes, being able to touch type is a blessing. I listen to him talking and picture us somewhere far away from here enjoying our time alone, whilst in reality I’m typing his report and no one will be any the wiser.

Instead of radiators he is telling me how nice my dress is and how he enjoys the way it clings to my curves. He places his hand on my lower back as he presses for the lift and follows me in as it arrives.

He offers to take me to the latest trendy bar everyone is talking about. I’ve always wanted to go to one of those places but they’re too pricey for my mates.

We’d find a quiet booth at the back so we can talk and he buys me a drink and dinner where I get to choose whatever I want with no limitations.

I cross my legs under the desk and enjoy the pulsating feeling deep inside me as the crotch of my panties begins to get wet.

I breathe deeply, imaging the feel of his short fat fingers gliding up my thigh, leaning in and saying we should head to the hotel upstairs because he can’t wait to taste me any longer.

Now where was I, bloody phone? I was just starting to daydream about Sarah. I just got hard and someone chose that bloody moment to discuss an extension on a report they have had weeks to complete. Not a chance.

I close my eyes again and picture Sarah sitting across from me, crossing her legs and flashing me that sweet view.

I focus hard on the contours of her breasts. How I would love to taste them and lick the sweat from her shaking body as I bury myself inside her and she moans in my ear, begging me to taste her again.

The hardness comes back and I rub the front of my trousers, slowly pulling down the zip so I can feel inside.

I never take it out of my boxers, never touch my bare skin; I can’t touch her bare skin so I won’t touch my own.

The delicious thought of our bare skin touching and of me being denied the taste of her is enough to bring me close.

I take my hand away and watch her. She is sitting with her eyes closed typing once more, a gentle expression on her face.

Lost in the dictation as she types away, I imagine she is typing my words, looking like that with my voice in her head.

The images flash through my mind of the things I want to make her do to me, the way I want her to touch me, the way I want to control her.

Olivier leads me upstairs to the hotel room, he closes the door behind us and immediately unzips my dress, sliding his hands inside and exploring my body.

I lean back to kiss him, pressing my hips into his groin as he slides his hand into my wetness.

I ache for him now, sitting at my desk, legs crossed, I want to feel his hands on my breasts. Oh how they ache for his touch.

My panties are soaked with anticipation. I need to do something to release the tension. I leave my desk and head for the toilets locking myself in a cubicle and pulling down my panties.

I’m bare now; I raise my skirt and slide my fingers into my wetness, rubbing my breasts through my dress, making my nipples erect and sensitive to the touch of the silky bra cups that hold them.

I close my eyes once more as Olivier leans me forward onto the bed unzipping his trousers and entering me roughly, our bodies rocking together in a frantic rhythm of unbridled passion and the intoxication of alcohol.

This is what I wanted from the moment I first saw him. I wanted to be his.

He pulls out, tearing my dress off and throwing it across the room, pushing me onto the bed and pulling open my legs, wrapping them around his body as he pulls me roughly towards him and buries himself inside me once more. This time he doesn’t move and I pulse around him, feeling him inside me.

He pulls the cups down on my bra, licking my erect nipples and sucking them as he begins to move inside me once more.

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Naughty Nine Anthology Excerpts

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As a teaser for my new release Naughty Nine Anthology I decided to add a brief synopsis for each story here to whet the appetite.

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The Teacher and The Pupil

A woman waits for her young partner in a hotel room, ready and prepared to help him with his biology homework. The homework quickly turns into an erotic encounter which sees the young man exploring his desires.

#oralsex #m/f #roleplay #spanking #hotelsex

The Dirty Little Secret

A woman wakes to find she is trapped under her partners sleeping body. Her mind replays the earlier fight and the erotic night of passion they shared before he wakes in the morning and returns to his wife leaving her to wait for him to sneak away again.

#forbiddenromance #affair #m/f #kitchensex

One Night In New York

A new relationship hits the rocks when the guy gets sent to work in New York for a month. Missing him the woman catches a flight to see him on a whim, unsure of the reception she will get on arrival. She is met with delight and together they experience an erotic night of pleasure.

#oralsex #lightdomination #spanking #lightbondage  #sex #m/f #hotelsex

The Football Match

A work colleague, offers her a spare ticket for the match on Saturday. On arrival she meets with her colleague and his equally attractive brother. Trapped between the two sexy men her mind wanders to an erotic encounter in the disabled toilets that sees her satisfying both men’s needs.

#oralsex #m/f/m #sex #footballsex

The Receptionist

The receptionist spends her day drooling over her colleague, finding time to pleasure herself in the toilets whilst unknown to her the boss spends his day drooling over her and pleasuring himself locked in his office overlooking her desk.

#masturbation #fantasy #officeromance #m/f

The Tattooed Man

A woman re-lives a steamy relationship with a tattooed ex-partner after dreaming about him one night.

#tattoos #oralsex #m/f

The Firemen

A woman wakes to find the guy she spent the night with has gone. Whilst getting ready for work there is a knock at the door and she is greeted by two firemen. They alert her to a fire in the building and needing to check her flat is ok they come in to look around. She ends up being passed between the two firemen caught up in the desire to satisfy both men.

#FiremenSex #Kitchen/DiningRoomSex #OralSex #M/F/M #FilmedSex

Movie Night

Two friends share a love of movies and set up their own movie club. One night whilst watching a DVD their relationship changes and instead of going their separate ways she ends up bound to a table in an exploration of their sexual desires.

#Bondage #OralSex #m/f #Sex #friendsandsex #Titwank #CreamPie

The Office

A woman shares her office daydreams before recounting an erotic tale of her and a colleague working late one night. When the man becomes aggressive the woman has to control the situation and they end up sharing a truly erotic experience.

#officesex #fantasy #m/f #sex #roughsex #oralsex #spanking #slightdomination

Summer Storms and Broken Dreams

I’m woken by a bright blue flash of light filling the room. With a start I sit up, taking a second to register what happened. I put my hand out to your side of the bed but feel nothing but emptiness. As I begin to lie back down there is another bright flash, this time more yellowy and I get up to look out the window.

A summer lightning storm with barely a hint of thunder is raging across the otherwise pitch black sky. I stand nervously watching as the sky far off in the distance begins to crack into life in sharp blue, yellow or orange hues. I’ve never liked night time storms.

I wrap my arms around myself as you once did and begin to feel your loss once more. How different things had been only a year ago.

The first night you stayed with me there had been a summer storm and sensing my un-ease you woke and held me tightly protecting me from the imagined terrors. I’ll never forget how gentle you were.

We were still getting to know each other then. Everything was fresh and exciting. Long before the problems started and things fell apart. Oh how I wish we could go back there.

I remember how you took me outside onto the balcony, sat on the lounger, wrapped yourself around me as we sat and watched the storm raging all around us. I felt so safe in your arms. I remember you whispering in my ear there was nothing to fear because you would never let anything hurt me.

How I long for you to take the hurt away now.

I go outside onto the balcony, picking up an old blanket and wrapping myself in it as I sit on the lounger and dream of you. I can almost smell you and hear your heart beating if I concentrate hard enough.

The storm rages on around me filling the sky with light, my eyes become heavy and I drift off to sleep.

In my dream the storm is no longer raging. We are together, sitting on our quiet balcony overlooking the busy town bustling with activity. Every night last summer we sat on the balcony and talked until it got dark and you took me to bed.

I remember the nights when it was too hot to sleep inside so you would pull the bed onto the balcony and we would sleep under the stars. Even on the hottest of nights when you joked about me being hotter than a nuclear reactor you still didn’t push me away.

Every night we fell asleep touching each other in some way. I loved the nights when you fell asleep with your head on my chest, my hand buried in your thick dark hair, your arm wrapped around my waist. When it was cold we would wrap our bodies completely together and snuggle in our joint warmth.

But it wasn’t always happy. There were times when the fights would get too much and each time you came back to me I lost you a little more even though something always brought you back.

I didn’t understand why we couldn’t stay in that happy place all the time. Every time things were going well and I allowed myself to enjoy the moment something happened to mess it all up.

I wake with a start, roused by a bang of thunder overhead and let out a little scream, but you don’t rush to my side to comfort me.

I close my eyes tightly and remember the smell of your sun kissed skin, clammy from the hot summer nights. I hear your voice in my head telling me not to be afraid and to come back to bed but when I go inside it’s only my side of the bed that’s crumpled.

I lie on your side of the bed and wrap myself in the bedclothes pretending to myself that they are your toned arms holding me tight. I breathe in the last of the scent from your pillow as I close my eyes once more. Not to sleep just to dream of you when we were together.

I always loved the way you made me laugh doing silly dances from the bathroom to the bed before stripping for me and kissing me all over then making love to me until we both fell asleep, happy and content in each other’s arms.

Just the sound of your voice or your name appearing on my phone brought the biggest smile to my face; no one ever made me light up like you did.

I miss my friend, talking to you and hearing about your day. I miss the excited way you talked about your future and the things you wanted to achieve and how much I wanted to be there to experience it all with you.

I miss being able to help you when you asked me and the connection we had. I miss finding out all the little things you told me about yourself that made me see how special you are.

I miss the way you made it ok when I was feeling down. But I know that is what made you run in the end, you thought I needed you too much and you couldn’t cope.

A tear rolls down my cheek onto the pillow as I hear your words in my head once more and remember the way you ended it.

I watch you in my mind’s eye kiss my cheek, pick up your bags and walk out the door without turning back.

I remember how it felt when I realised you had blocked my number and my social media accounts so I had no way to contact you, how cold it felt to be cut off like that. I never thought you would ever be so cold.

The hurt is deeper now than it was then as I know that after everything we were for so long you don’t think about me anymore. You moved onto someone new who gets to share all the parts of you that I once shared.

Why do the people you care about always leave you for someone younger?

I was always scared the age difference frightened you but you said it didn’t matter. It never mattered to me, I only ever saw you for who you are, I never needed you to be anything else.

I knew you would find someone your own age one day who didn’t have such a tormented life and when you did you would leave me. I let myself believe you when you said you didn’t think that way, and you liked me for who I was. How I wish I’d fought that feeling harder now.

I never thought you would ever cut me off completely, I always thought our friendship would be strong enough to overcome anything, even if our feelings would never be enough to hold us together.

I glance at the clock and see I’m caught in those hours where I should be in a deep sleep but I’m wide awake. I know if I mange to drift off now it will only be a shallow sleep and I’ll be a wreck tomorrow trying to navigate my way through another boring day in the job I hate. The time drags so much more now I know I don’t have you to look forward to when I get home.

A thought sparks in my mind, a flash of images run through my head of the last time we made love.

I jump out of bed and find your T shirt, the one you left behind that still smells of you.

I take off my pyjamas and pull on your shirt, standing in front of the floor length mirror looking at myself wrapped in your clothes. I never liked the shirt on you, the colour didn’t suit you but since you left it is all I have to remind me of you.

I take my vibrator out of the bedside drawer and open my Ipad to the photo roll that I can’t bring myself to delete.

I stare at the photos of us in happier times. The ones you sent me when we weren’t together and the ones you took of us when we were, so many happy memories that the sad ones are drowned out of my mind.

I sit on your side of the bed and breathing deeply remember how your touch felt on my skin. Your plump lips sucking at my skin, your dark eyes fixed with desire, intently staring at me as you undress me slowly.

I lie back and fix on one photo. The beautiful photo I’ve stared at a million times of you staring back at me and pouting your lips into a kiss. It fills my mind as my hands begin to wander all over my body.

The beautiful things you used to say to me run through my mind, the way you teased me and challenged me, your playful nature, the way you told me exactly what you were going to do to me and how you owned me and no one else would ever measure up.

How those words scare me now. The thought that no one else will ever make me feel the way you made me feel scares me now I’m alone.

I force the thought from my mind and slide the vibrator into my panties, turning it on and leaving it pressed against the entrance to my pussy whilst I stare at your photo and refocus my mind. I play with my breasts wishing you were there to suck and bite them.

I want to kiss your sweet lips that tasted like heaven; bite down on them and feel you smile. I want to feel your erection grow, pressing into me, I want to taste your warm skin as I once did and feel the weight of your body holding me down.

I want you to fill my mouth and my pussy and make my body come alive to your touch.  I want to hear you call me your ‘whore’ and push my boundaries bringing me wave after wave of pleasure.

I want you to pull me over your lap and spank my like your ‘good girl’. I always loved you being in control and how wet your spankings made me.

I loved the way we never left each other wanting and instantly knew what each other needed without having to say.

You don’t have that deep connection with everyone but we did from that first night when I was afraid to let you in. You tore down my walls one by one, made me feel safe and told me I could trust as you weren’t going anywhere.

How I wish you would say that to me now. To throw me down onto the bed and show me who owns me like you used to.

I slide my panties down and rub the head of the vibrator all along my wetness, my eyes not leaving your photo. I need to feel you inside me as I once did and I push the vibrator inside me roughly trying to tell myself it’s you but it doesn’t feel the same. Nothing ever will.

I continue to stare at those beautiful eyes filled with desire and hear your words in my head as I push and pull the vibrator inside me, rocking my hips and rubbing my breasts trying to fool myself it’s you but then it happens again.

The shame washes over me. Instead of the nice things you said to me I hear the last words you ever said and I can’t breathe. I don’t understand how things fell apart so quickly and without warning or what I did wrong.

All I hear now when I try to remember you is those words “I never wanted this, I can’t do it anymore, we’re over.”

It’s been months and I still haven’t been able to achieve an orgasm since I heard those words and watched you walk out of my life.

I feel dirty and shameful as I pull the vibrator out of me and head to the bathroom to clean myself, wash the vibrator and put it away again.

I take off your shirt and pull on my old pyjamas unable to even look at myself in the mirror.

I climb back onto my side of the bed and curl up into a ball, tears falling down my cheeks as I close my eyes.

I try to fall, not asleep as such but out of consciousness for a while, hoping that I won’t see your face in my dreams, hear your voice or talk to you about your day.

It feels like no sooner have I closed my eyes then the IPod starts blaring music to wake me up and my mind starts racing once more.

It was only me that thought things were fine, you were just pretending. You’d already left in mind before body, found someone new and they are your focus now.

I’m all alone, I lost a part of me when you walked out and now I have to rebuild all over again.

You sold me a beautiful dream, all the promises, the things we talked about, the way we were together, the way you made me feel, how do I just forget all that and move on?

For you it’s easy, you have someone to look after you, give you all the things you desire, help you when you’re down and support you. No wonder you don’t miss me.

I climb into the shower, water cascading over my body, trying to focus my mind on the day ahead, the things I need to do but my minds keeps drifting to things I want to say to you, ideas I want to share with you, funny things I’ve seen but it doesn’t matter because I’ll never get to share them with you again.

I dry myself and go to get dressed. I open my underwear drawer and see the lingerie I wore for your eyes only. I pull it all out of the drawer and throw them into the bin.

No matter how much they cost me, when I wear them now I remember how you made me feel when you saw what I was wearing for you and that feeling isn’t healthy anymore.

I’d always dreamed of finding someone I trusted as deeply as I trusted you. A best friend to explore life with, who made me feel alive and challenged me to be better but changing everything in my life so quickly got confusing.

I struggled to understand where you were coming from, I needed you to help me understand.

I could have handled just being friends if that was what you wanted but finding out I wasn’t even good enough for that after everything was such a shock.

Everyone tells me you must miss me and one day you’ll come back but they don’t know you like I do. They don’t know that once you make your mind up there is no changing it. Once something becomes your past it stays there and you never look back to it again.

I force myself to eat breakfast and leave the house running to catch my bus. As I sit, cramped up against the window, staring at people bustling about on the streets below I make a decision.

I take my phone out of my pocket and open the photo roll, deleting everything but my favourite photo of you wearing a dark hoodie lips puckered into a kiss, it reminds me of us in happier times.

I go into the phonebook, find your numbers and press delete. Before I get to the emails and social media messages I reach my bus stop.

That’s my task for tonight. Delete all the emails and social media messages and clear my Ipad. I need to get rid of anything in the flat that reminds me of you.

As I walk to work I type a list into my phone of things to do tonight before I forget.

At the top of the list is getting a new bed and pillows, ones that don’t smell of you and maybe look for a new place that won’t be filled of memories of us together.

It was nice while it lasted, the dream you sold me but it turned to dust the day you left and now I have no choice but to throw it all away.

A part of me knows it will never fully be gone, there will always be a part of me that belongs to you and the dream we shared.

I hope one day to find someone who makes me feel close to what you did because I doubt I’ll ever find someone who makes me feel the same way and that just makes me miss you even more.