Friday, December 27, 2013

Steamy Ebooks

Did you receive a Nook or Kindle under your Christmas tree?

If so, I bet you're either already stocking up and downloading books or thinking of ones you could download. The selection awaiting you is enormous!

And if you enjoy hot, steamy stories, there are also lots waiting for you. The very popular Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy if you like some tying up. Beyond this popular trilogy, Amazon lists a ton of titles in the erotic romance department if you like the love and bed-romping intertwined.

If you like sensual fiction, I have a collection of short stories you should try. Orpheus Rising: Erotic Stories of Hooking Up, as the title suggests, tells of strangers becoming much more than strangers by getting hot and intimate. It's not a huge gamble by costing only $2.99 for six short stories. They run the gamut from a cowboy on a ranch in Wyoming, to a romance novel writer in New York City, to a painter feeling frisky after being a human sushi tray, to two models posing for a book on the Kama Sutra, to strangers caught in a massive traffic jam in a snowstorm, to a woman meeting a blind violinist, who's passionate music she adores.

This ebook is available at Amazon for Kindle and Barnes & Noble for Nook.

Or, if you would like to explore a fantasy of public sex and partner swapping, there's my novella The Strathmore Club. This is a fictitious club where members do their club activities (swimming in the pool, golfing, volleyball, etc.) in the buff -- and they also swap partners. Very hot stuff! This ebook also costs only $2.99. You can get this ebook at Amazon for Kindle and Barnes & Noble for Nook.

I wish you hot and sexy reading!

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Jingle Balls

Sexy saying: "When she takes both of your balls in her mouth and hums 'Jingle Bells.'" Cool to share on Tumblr, Pinterest -- please just keep my blog's website address at the bottom.

Have a sexy Christmas!

Friday, December 20, 2013

Beautiful Presents

Sexy saying: "The moment she peels up her snug shirt, and her tits pop out like presents." Wonderful gifts for the holidays -- or for any day. Feel free to share on Tumblr, Pinterest, etc., just please leave my URL at the bottom.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Santa's Little Helper

Sexy saying: "When she peels off your boxers and says, 'Santa's little helper isn't little at all.'" Feel free to share on Tumblr, Pinterest, and the like -- but please don't crop off my blog's URL at the bottom.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Hot Santa Outfit

Sexy saying about those hot Santa outfits: "How her legs stretch for miles under the red mini skirt trimmed in fur." Feel free to share this word art on Tumblr, Pinterest, etc. -- but please keep my blog web address.

Monday, December 16, 2013

Sleigh Ride on Santa

She's told me she gets frisky
when I wear a Santa hat,
so with one on my head,
upon the sofa I sat.

"Come here," I say,
"and sit on Santa's lap."
With a glittery smile,
she rushes to me in a snap.
"Now tell me, have you been
naughty or good?"

She says, "I've done what
a good girlfriend should.
I've stripped for you
in sexy lingerie,
and I've fucked you
in many a different way.
I've sucked your dick
and swallowed thrice.
I let you give me a facial,
which was no small dice.
Tell me, Santa, does that
make me good or naughty?"

I reply, "It's the best of both,
and you're very worthy.
So, yes, you've been
a hot and sexy dear.
Now, what would you like
as a gift this year?"

"There are many things
I don't want right now.
I don't want a sweater
or a cat that says 'meow.'
I'd rather not get a
necklace or bracelet,
as those I'd like in the
Valentine's spirit.
There's only one thing
on my Christmas list,
something big that
I simply cannot resist.
Don't worry about traveling
with all your reindeer,
because what I want
is right here."

Her hand strokes the bulge
in my pajama pant:
my dick's hardness
laying at a slant.
She purrs, "Mmm, you see,
my studly Santa Claus,
after I strip off
my panties and bras,
I want to go for a
ride on your sleigh.
Make me fly high:
up, up, and away."

Stroking my pretend beard,
I eagerly reply,
"A wonderful gift,
one that I cannot deny.
Now off you go,
get off my thigh,
and bid your clothes
a fond goodbye."

Once off me, she starts
a slow dance,
one teasing to my eye
and slipping me into trance.
Her sweater and shirt
are eased off,
the first ones to go
in a clothing layoff.
Then her woolen skirt
slips down in a whisper,
to which I let out a
meek little whimper.
Clad in red bra and panties,
against me she slides
and gives me a lap dance
to celebrate the yuletides.
She slithers up
against me like a snake,
gliding her bra on me
for teasing's sake.
She bumps and
she grinds,
pleasing my groin
and my minds.
Then it's off
with her underwear,
and I'm treated to all
her naughty bits bare.

I push down
my pajama bottoms
to set free my cock
and two sugar plums.

She spins so I can see
her cute little bum,
then she backs 'twixt my legs,
and lowers on my column.
For a third time,
she sits on my lap,
and the first two times
I shan't recap.
This one's a more
comfortable fit,
with my erection
deep in her slit.

Her hands resting
upon my knees,
she bounces
with slippery ease,
springing like
an energetic Christmas toy
that gives me loads
and loads of pussy joy.
I hold onto her hips
and watch her move
in a fucking hot,
wondrous groove.

I reach around and
hold her ripe hills,
as her hips grind on
with their own wills.
My hand lowers
down to find her clit.
To give back can be
much fun, I must admit.
She bounces on my cock
with more vigor,
making my brain
go all a-quiver.
Her moans grow
loud and louder,
making me beam
proud and prouder.
I love to give my baby
this pleasure,
it's a gift richer
than any treasure.
My hands on
her breast and clitoris,
my cock in her cunt,
all giving her bliss.
This is the present
she did request,
which I surely
had to address.

"Fuck me Santa!"
she yells in glee.
"Fuck me harder
and deeper in my pussy!"

And so I
thrust up my dick,
shoving our fucking
into more frantic.

She bellows out
in a beautiful orgasm
that wracks her body
into many a spasm.
I follow close behind,
spurting loads of semen
into that wondrously
wet cave of women.
Once I'm finished,
all soft and limp,
she turns 'round to face me,
smiling like an imp.

Yet again she rests
upon my lap,
and around her
my arms do wrap.
We share a kiss
long and romantic,
and we're off to bed,
a-glow with magic.

"Happy Christmas," I whisper
to my sexy sprite,
"may you have
pleasant dreams this night."

And thus wrapped
'neath a thick warm blanket,
we sleep intertwined,
a joyful couplet.

copyright 2013 August MacGregor

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Candy Cane Licking

Sexy saying: "How she licks the length of the candy cane then slides it between her puckered lips." Feel free to share on Tumblr and Pinterest, etc., just please leave my blog address on the image.

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Saving Callie's Christmas

Here's a sexy Christmas story for your reading pleasure. I recently published the erotic short story "Saving Callie's Christmas" on Amazon for Kindle and Barnes & Noble for Nook.

What's it about? Lend a kind ear, dear reader...

Callie Skeffington, of New London, Connecticut had been good for so many years -- until she took a turn for the naughty in the week before Christmas. Naughty was Callie the night she tried anal sex with her boyfriend, Kyle Baxter. And with that, Callie jumped over to the bad list.

However, Callie Skeffington has a champion in the North Pole. Rayen the elf goes to Santa Claus to plead Callie's case, in letting her off this time and removing anal sex from the no-no rules that breaking one lands you on the bad list.

Santa gives Callie a chance and instructs Rayen to tell Callie not to partake in anal sex until after Christmas is over. Rayen is delighted to, as he has a thing for Callie and wants to try anal sex. His wife Livvy isn't interested in anal sex, and she's not thrilled about her husband going down to see this good girl turned bad.

Will Rayen cheat in order to sample this unexplored territory? Find out in "Saving Callie's Christmas!"

A sneak peek under the story's dress in the beginning:
Rayen frowned. “I don’t have anything against anal sex. You know that. But it puts her on the bad list. For the first time in, like, forever.”
     “Are you sure you don’t have anything against it?”
     “Yeah,” Rayen said defensively. “I’m up for it, but Livvy’s not.”
     “She doesn’t know what she’s missing. You want Kimi to talk to her?”
     “No, no. Let her be. She’s got her comfort level. Gotta respect that.”
     Noll pointed at the screen and said, “Looks like she’s pushing her comfort level. Or pushed for her.”
     The two elves watched the action on the monitor, where Callie Skeffington of New London, Connecticut was taking it up the ass. In no uncertain terms. Bent over in the doggy position, she held her bed’s cherry headboard like her life depended on it. Kyle Baxter, also of New London, cautiously pushed his cock into her. Underneath them, the quilt that Callie’s grandmother made seemed like it belonged to a different era. 

And then a bit later in the story:
     “Did you like watching me and Kyle doing it?”
     Rayen gazed down at his thick black boots. “Um, it’s part of my job.”
     “Yeah, you said you’re in surveillance. But did you enjoy it?”
     Images of the love scene replayed in his head—as they had often done since he and Noll had stared at the sexy action on the monitor. Kyle pumping, the arch of Callie’s back, her face turned upward, her mouth open and moans coming out. Kyle: “You feel tighter this way. Nice and tight, baby.” Callie: “I wanna be your whore. Your cock feels good in my ass. Oh baby, fuck me with that big cock. Fuck me in my ass.”
     The elf shook his head to clear it of those taunting pictures. He looked up to take her in. The real Callie Skeffington of New London, Connecticut—not an image on a screen. Hands on her thighs, sexy little ruby nightgown. She had been a beacon of goodness. Years and years on the good list. Now a beacon of hotness. A tempting sight of sweet exploration in a heretofore unexplored territory that beckoned to him in its no-no rule wickedness and its promise of a pleasure he hadn’t felt yet.

This short story (8,166 words) is a work of erotic fiction meant for mature readers only. Any resemblance between the characters in this story with persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Model on the cover image is from stock photography and is used for illustrative purposes only -- inclusion on the cover is not meant to imply model’s involvement in activities described in this story.

I wish you happy reading!

Monday, December 9, 2013

Kissing Under the Mistletoe

Sexy saying: "When he pins mistletoe on your robe where the sash is tied, tells you to put it on, and kisses you under the mistletoe." Feel free to share on Pinterest and Tumblr, but please don't crop out my blog URL. Thanks!

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Just a Santa Hat

Sexy saying: "When you see him sitting on the couch wearing only a Santa hat,
and he tells you to sit on his lap."
Feel free to share on Pinterest, Tumblr, etc., but please do not crop out my blog address. 
Thank you kindly.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

The Neck Kiss

Sexy saying: "That moment he gently moves your hair back and kisses your neck,
just below your ear."
Feel free to share this quote image on Pinterest and the like,
but please do not crop out my blog name. Thank you.

Monday, November 25, 2013

The View From Where I'm Standing

Yippie-ky-yay! It's time for another short story preview! This one is "The View From Where I'm Standing," and it's got steamy cowboy lovin'.

On a Wyoming ranch, the view of far-off mountains is spectacular... but so is the view of a cowboy's butt in jeans. This view is very much enjoyed by Michelle, who is a make-up artist working on the ranch for a commercial photo shoot. She and that cowboy -- Mark -- find passion among the beauty of the American West.
Excerpt #1:
     Whatever time it was, darkness greeted them outside. In the chill of the crisp morning air, her drowsiness subsided and her senses awakened a little. Seeing the frosty clouds from the nostrils of the horses made her glad for wearing a sweater.
     He tossed a saddle on a horse and said, “Now, these aren’t the trail hags they let you ride the other day. These’re young and strong. You’re gonna get a little wind in your hair. So be careful. Hold on real tight.”
     Mark was right. Eagerly pacing, this horse was a world apart from those that the ranch owner let her and the other staff ride during a break in the modeling shoot a couple days ago. 
Let's get a little hotter with excerpt #2:
     His tongue leisurely slid across her folds in approaches at different angles. It flicked across her clitoris, thudding a strong rhythm of pleasure. Her horse brought its hooves thudding on the hard morning ground.
     Michelle reached down and held his hair as she had done with the horse’s mane. His head nodded, silently saying “Yes” as if to mimic her real groans. Again, an orgasm bloomed like the sun rising through her. Mark stayed right there with his wonderful warm mouth until her suppressed cries dissipated into moans, and her moans faded to a glow.
     She opened her eyes to see him standing with his hands on his hips. Limp soldier between his legs.
     “Give me,” she whispered hoarsely. “Your cock. My mouth. Hard.”
Giddy-up, partner! Trot on over to Amazon to find this E-book for Kindle, and it'll set you back 99 cents.

This erotic short story has 6,636 words, and it's intended for mature, adult readers. The story is included in my collection, Orpheus Rising: Erotic Stories of Hooking Up, which has 5 other short stories and costs $2.99 — so you'd save some cash instead of buying the stories individually. E-books of this collection of stories can be found at Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Kama Sutra Sweetie

I'll go through the various erotic stories I have for sale and highlight each one with an excerpt. We begin with "Kama Sutra Sweetie," which tells the tale of two models posing in challenging sexual positions for a new book on the Kama Sutra. The positions — such as The Wheelbarrow, The Clasping Position, and The Knee Elbow — build their desire more and more ... until their lust breaks the mere posing to do the positions fully, without boundaries.

And that's when things get really passionate.

Excerpt #1, from earlier in the story:
     The diagrams grew more interesting as we flipped through them. The Wheelbarrow looked fun. The female figure lay on a surface, with her ass on the edge. The male figure held her thighs around his hips and drove into her from behind. Aptly named. He looked to be pushing her as he would push a wheelbarrow full of hotness.
Madeira sipped his red wine and said, “Now to another sensitive issue. I want to clear the air. Bill, you’re bound to get… um, rigid in the photo shoot.”
     “Yeah, probably so,” I admitted.
     He was absolutely right. I was rigid merely over the diagrams. Easy as a breeze to imagine switching the diagram people with Anna and me. The Congress of a Cow practically begged to be tried right now. I could've swiped our tapas dishes from the table in a clatter and ripped off our clothes and plowed into Anna in this variant of the doggy position. But with this position, she would've been standing instead of kneeling on all fours, and she would've bent so far forward that her fingers touched the floor. Holy cow!
     Madeira continued: “Oh, you will get rigid. Trust me. But it’s important you remember no penetration. You’ll need to take care of business. So to speak. Lingam is Sanskrit for the phallic symbol of the god Shiva. In the Kama Sutra, it refers to the penis. We all know how quickly it get excited.”
Anna giggled.
Excerpt #2, from a bit deeper into it:
     Then Anna raised her hips and butt off the bed for The Widely Opened Position. Lovely, lovely. Wide open, all right. Ready to be filled. I planted my hands on either side of her for support and managed to get a few good drills into her yoni. I shunned my aching desire to pound her with reckless abandon. Discipline must prevail if we were to complete more positions.
     Her hips and butt returned the bed. As her hands held my shoulders, her foot reached behind me and rested on the back of my thigh. Her foot pushed me toward her in The Pressing Position. I arched my back in the yogic Cobra pose.
Anna shifted to The Twining Position, where her leg hooked further, so that her heel pressed against my ass and her calf pressed against my thigh. She smiled. Actually smiled at me. Smiled for the first time in our sexual pretzel games. I glowed.
So ... have these tempted you to find out more?

Rush over to Amazon if you're into the Kindle or Barnes and Noble if you're into the Nook. This E-book will cost you just under a buck: 99 cents.

This erotic short story, which has 7,855 words, is intended for mature, adult readers. The story is included in my collection, Orpheus Rising: Erotic Stories of Hooking Up, which has 5 other short stories and costs $2.99 — so you'd save some cash from buying the stories individually. See, I'm looking out for you, dear reader. E-books of this collection of stories can be found at Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Hello World!

Hello everyone out there! I'm starting this here blog to publish my writing. I write erotic short stories and poetry, and I'll share some of it here.

If you'd like to read more of my stuff, go on over to Amazon and see my eBooks for sale. Here's a run-down of the offerings:
  • The Strathmore Club. A novella of more than 45,000 words, which follows the amazing story of Derek discovering the wondrous Strathmore Club, a world completely different than any he's seen before. At the club, members indulge in hedonistic pleasures of public nudity of sex, all in a posh Floridian resort loaded with palm trees, pools, and a golf course. Members celebrate healthy lifestyles of exercise, nutrition, and lots of sunshine. Derek jumps into this pool of decadence as a guest for just one day, experiencing things beyond his fantasies. After these astonishing moments, he will do what it takes to become a part of the Strathmore Club. This eBook costs $2.99.
  • Orpheus Rising: Erotic Stories of Hooking Up. A collection of six short stories that explore the hot moments when two people—strangers or friends—hook up to become lovers. These erotic stories cover a range of characters and settings. In "The View From Where I’m Standing," a cowboy and advertising make-up artist find passion on a ranch in Wyoming. A romantic novel writer in New York City seduces her typist in "Underwood." Also in NYC, a painter gets horny when she is a human sushi tray in an art gallery, and then gets satisfaction in "Van Gogh’s Whore Never Saw Georgia O’Keefe’s Flowers." Two models pose in challenging Kama Sutra positions for a new book in "Kama Sutra Sweetie." Strangers caught in a massive traffic jam and snowstorm find a sexy way to keep warm in "Yielding No More." A blind violinist plays his masterpiece in the title story, "Orpheus Rising." This eBook also costs $2.99.
  • Short stories from Orpheus Rising offered as stand-alone eBooks. Just in case you only want to dip your toe into my writing, instead of diving right in. It's a cheaper way to go, as these eBooks cost only 99 cents. That's under a buck, baby! You'll find "The View From Where I'm Standing" with cowboy lovin', "Yielding No More" with a couple of strangers getting warm in the back of a car, and "Kama Sutra Sweetie" where two models become part of a book on the sex and sensuality of The Kama Sutra. 
  • "Steakhouse Love." A thick short story (12,069 words) that follows three couples as they dine in a steakhouse and act on their lust in different ways. Two of the couples pull off wickedly fun activities in the steakhouse itself, while the third couple carries their passion back to their hotel. 
The links above direct you to Amazon and eBooks for the Kindle. However, if you're a Nook kinda person, these stories are also available at Barnes and Noble.

In future blog posts, I'll include excerpts from these eBooks to give you a preview of the hot action in the stories.

All of these works of fiction are intended for adult readers.