My Sexy Saturday – week 88

I have had a few weeks away from My Sexy Saturday, but I am back!  Those of you who aren’t familiar with MSS, it is a blog hop giving writers of erotica a chance to share their ‘Saturday 7’ – seven words, sentences or paragraphs – from one of their works, each week.

This weeks theme is Sexy’s Got You, babe… and the way I interpret it,  it is couples who, even when they have nothing else, have each other; no matter how trying times are, they have one another.

With that in mind, I chose to use the story of Cameron and Alyssa for my Saturday 7…



“Do you really want to disappoint your grandmother like this?” Susan demanded and Cameron took a breath to compose himself.

“Mum, I have told you we don’t want a church wedding.” Cameron was trying to remain calm but it was a lot easier said than done.

“Your grandfather would be horrified,” his mum said angrily and Cameron scowled.

“You are not going to guilt trip me into a church wedding by talking about grandad!” Cameron raised his voice.

His mum shot him a pained look. “All he wanted was to see you get married in the same church he and grandma got married in, the same church your father and I got married in, the same church your brother and Melanie got married in.” Now she was crying, obviously deciding that he wouldn’t be able to say no to his crying mother.

“We are getting married in the English garden at the reserve, Mum,” Cameron said firmly. “It is what Alyssa wants, it is what I want and that is final,” he punctuated the point by (very maturely) stomping his foot.

“I knew that girl was trouble from the moment you introduced her to us,” his mum said bitterly and Cameron found himself struggling to not yell.

“She is the love of my life, she makes me happy, I cannot wait to have a family with her and to grow old with her, you really should start accepting that she is – and will always be – a part of my life.” Cameron could handle his mum being a stubborn old bitch when it came to him, but would not stand by and let her be nasty about his Alyssa.

“I will never accept it, or her,” his mum said plainly. “That girl has no morals, she doesn’t go to church, and I would imagine she is the one who pushed you to propose to her because she knows you are far too good for her and she wants to trap you! Don’t think I haven’t heard the rumours about her and that woman, I do not want you associating with such a person, let alone marrying one!”

Cameron had had enough. He stood up. “I love you mum, but I hate that you have never given Alyssa a chance and that you don’t see the amazing woman that I do. She didn’t push me to propose – I did it because I wanted to – and there is now way I am too good for her, if anything it is the other way around.” Cameron took a breath before continuing, “You need to accept that I love her and plan to marry her, whether you are there or not.”

“Are you threatening me?” his mother asked in shock.

“Not threatening you, Mm, just making sure you know that you cannot dictate the type of wedding I should have, and that if you can’t respect our choices, perhaps it is best if you don’t attend,” and he wasn’t just saying it to be dramatic.

Cameron had had enough of his mother’s belief she knew what was best for him and that Alyssa wasn’t it. He wasn’t a kid anymore, he would do what he wanted, how he wanted, with whom he wanted. He didn’t even grace her with another look as he walked from the room, leaving her standing there still gaping at him, no doubt. Fuck it. He hoped Alyssa had made it home already, he desperately needed to see the beautiful woman his mother had never hidden her disapproval of.


“No, no, darling, not an empire line, that cut will make your boobs look far too big,” Lynn chastised and took the beautiful empire cut dress from her hands, placing it back on the rack. “You need something a little more… classic, perhaps a nice A-line dress,” she suggested, picking a dress off the rack. It looked like something a fifty year-old would wear.

“But I like the empire cut and what if I want to emphasise my boobs?” Alyssa said pointedly and her mum cringed.

“Sweetheart, we don’t want you looking like a marshmallow,” her mum scoffed. Take your mum wedding dress shopping with you, they said… it’ll be fun, they said. Yeah right.

“Earth to Alyssa,” her mum’s voice was unbearably high pitched in that moment.

“What were you saying?” Alyssa was almost afraid to ask.

“How long do you want the train to be? And what about the veil? There is something so beautiful about a long train and veil!” her mum said enthusiastically.

“I was thinking more knee length, vintage, lace, pretty and understated,” Alyssa said, bracing herself for her mum’s reaction.

“For the veil?” her mum asked hopefully and Alyssa shook her head.

“No mum, for the dress,” Alyssa replied, her mum’s face dropped. She looked horrified!

“Knee length? Are you kidding? You’re getting married, not going to your high school prom!” her mum’s voice was almost a snarl.

“I don’t want anything fancy mum, I want something that is nice and simple, hell maybe even something I can dye a bit later and wear to some fancy event,” Alyssa said with a smile, thinking about her dream wedding dress.

“Absolutely not!” her mum exclaimed and pulled her toward the over-the-top ‘poufy’ dresses.

Alyssa screwed her face up as her mum went to great effort to take a full-skirted lace and chiffon dress off the rack. “I thought you didn’t want me looking like a marshmallow!” she joked but her mum didn’t look amused.

“I want you to look beautiful on your big day, that’s all,” her mum sighed. “Speaking of that, I thought after this we could go to the hairdresser and have a look at some hairstyles, you can never be too prepared!” she said with a smile.

“Uh, I’m not having a hairstyle per se, you know how much Cameron loves my hair down, I figured I’d just do it in a plait the night beforehand so I can wear my hair out and it will be nice and wavy,” Alyssa told her mum, gritting her teeth when Lynn frowned.

“You might as well just get married in your bloody bedroom right after you wake up one morning!” her mum said sounding exasperated.

“You can fawn all over Taylor when she gets married, she loves big stupid wedding dresses and stupid fancy hair styles, but not me mum, I want to feel like me when I get married, not some fraud straight out of a bloody wedding magazine!” Alyssa said loudly, feeling frustrated that her mum just didn’t get it.

Her little outburst earnt her a disapproving look from the owner of the dress shop. She was over it. “I am going mum,” she announced, standing up and putting her hands on her hips.

“You can’t! We need to find a dress!” her mum pleaded.

“No. I want to get a dress that I want, not one that you want and that is going to be near impossible with you here, so I am going home and I am going to look for a dress by myself, or maybe I’ll take Zoe with me. Yes, I think I will do that actually. Zoe understands me,” Alyssa said firmly and almost laughed at the look on her mothers face when she mentioned Zoe.

“That woman… you… Alyssa, you know how I feel about that,” her mum’s voice was shaking as she said it.

“Yep, you think two women having sex is the biggest crime in the world,” Alyssa said loudly. Her mum went bright red.

“How do you think Cameron would feel if he knew you were gallivanting with that woman?” her mum asked and Alyssa laughed.

“He would probably encourage us to go into a sex shop and buy some very slutty lingerie to wear the next time we have a gang bang,” Alyssa couldn’t help herself and the look on her mum’s face was priceless. It was fun winding her up.

My Sexy Saturday, week 81

Welcome to another edition of My Sexy Saturday!  If you aren’t familiar with it, My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop giving erotica writers a chance to share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of their work, based on a specific theme each week.

Most weeks the theme is clearly defined, but some weeks – like this week – it is more open to interpretation.  For week 81 the theme is ‘My Sexy Addiction’, inspired by the song ‘Addicted to Love’ (you know it, Robert Palmer, the women in black with fire engine red lipstick, playing instruments…); I have opted to go with an excerpt that contains no sex, but that I feel works with the theme!

It’s from a flash fiction I wrote; Brad gets home from a hard day at the office to find his girlfriends have disappeared… until he goes into the bedroom, and finds them enjoying a little naked girl time.  Naturally he joins in.

The following excerpt is at the very end of the story…



“We missed you,” Carly added and he smiled.

“I missed both of you as well,” Brad replied, loving that even after three years they still missed each other when they were apart.

“We were talking about the naughty weekend we spent in Sydney and that was what got us horny before you got home,” Carly informed him and he smirked as he remembered the weekend she was talking about.

“Perhaps we should reminisce some more after dinner,” Brad suggested, unable to think of anything he’d like more than spending the night having sex with Carly and Stella.

“Food and sex, perfect way to spend a night!” Stella joked and they all laughed.

“I love you two crazy women,” Brad declared.

“We love you too,” Carly and Stella replied in unison, both smiling adoringly at him.

My Sexy Saturday, week 80

Welcome to a new edition of My Sexy Saturday!  My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop giving writers of erotica a chance to share excerpts of their work – 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs – based on a different theme each week.

The theme for week 80 is ‘One Sexy Night’ and I have chosen an excerpt from one of the first stories I wrote.  This specific excerpt happens on the night Asher and Lucy finally have sex for the first time – after a long two month wait.



“I love you, Lucy.” Asher’s confession took her by surprise, but she didn’t have to think about her response.

“I love you too,” she sighed happily, Asher smiling at her in a way that made her heart flutter.

They started kissing again and instantly Lucy knew something had changed between them. It was as if by saying ‘I love you‘, they had given each other permission to finally lose control and give in to the hunger that had been building between them for the past two months. Asher moved a hand to one of her breasts, his fingers rubbing back and forth against her nipple, sending shivers down her spine and into her clit. Lucy moaned as he began tweaking the nipple, amazed by just how wet she was becoming, and how quickly. It had been such a long time coming and while she was glad they had waited, she was undeniably relieved she was finally going to have sex with the man she loved.

My Sexy Saturday, week 79

Welcome to week 79 of My Sexy Saturday – better late than never, right?  If you’re not familiar with My Sexy Saturday, it is a blog hop which gives writers of erotica a chance to share 7 words, sentences or paragraphs from a published or unpublished work, based each week on a different theme.

The theme this week is ‘A Sexy Valentine’… and I hate to say it, but I don’t actually have any Valentine’s related scenes in any of my stories!  Well, there is one, but I’ve already shared it as part of MSS.

So this week, I am going to share something from a WIP I’m working on at the moment.  Prior to this scene happening, Jamie and Josh had been introduced to each other by their mutual friend, Marcus.  What was supposedly a chance meeting was actually some carefully planned match-making by Marcus.  Match-making that paid off!




Before Jame could decide whether to apologise and ask him to leave or not, Josh’s hands were back on her hips and they were kissing again. The kiss was different from the earlier one, it was slow and tender with none of the frantic hunger of that first kiss. It was full of heat, but relaxed – if a kiss could be such a thing – and her thoughts of asking him to leave quickly began to melt away.

“I am so glad Marcus invited me out,” Josh commented when the kiss came to an end, Jamie blushed.

“I am too,” she replied and they smiled nervously at each other.

“I wasn’t going to but Marcus promised me I wouldn’t regret it if I did,” Josh added and Jamie realised it was likely their meeting wasn’t quite as fortuitous as she had thought.

“He did, did he?”  Jamie asked suspiciously and Josh laughed, obviously coming to the same realisation she had.

My Sexy Saturday, week 78

Another My Sexy Saturday is upon us!  For those of you who aren’t familiar with My Sexy Saturday, it is a blog hop giving writers of erotica a chance to share seven words, sentences or paragraphs from a published or unpublished work, based on a different theme each week.

For week 78 the theme is ‘My Sexy Date’.  I realised, when trying to find something suitable to use, that I don’t write many dates, something that I shall rectify!  The closest I found to a sexy date was this little moment when Victoria and Jake are on a date.  It’s from the very first story I wrote (the writing is horrific!) and will always have a special place in my heart!



“Here’s to more celebrating of milestones,” Victoria said, smiling shyly at him.

“Here’s to a lot more celebrating of milestones,” Jake corrected, hoping she couldn’t tell he was imagining them clinking glasses to celebrate one year together, two years together, pregnancy, a first birthday. He blushed, it was crazy to be thinking that way after they’d only been together one week.

“Here’s to many types of anniversaries,” Victoria replied with a certain twinkle in her eye, suggesting she had been thinking precisely as he had been.

Jake busied himself by taking a mouthful of Coke, because the next words out of his mouth were most likely going to be ‘I‘ followed by ‘love‘, finished off by ‘you‘, and he wasn’t ready to say those words. No, that wasn’t quite true, he was more unsure whether Victoria was ready for him to confess his love for her and didn’t want to ruin their night by creating a whole lot of awkwardness if that was the case. That he so badly wanted to say those words was a surprise; in the past he’d never been one to fall in love quickly, or to say ‘I love you’ so soon, but with Victoria it just felt right, more than that, it was the truth.

My Sexy Saturday, week 77

Welcome to another edition of My Sexy Saturday!  My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop which gives writers of erotica a chance to share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from a published work or a work in progress.

Each week there is a specific theme, this week it is ‘Their Sexy Thoughts’, and I have chosen an excerpt from an untitled WIP which centers around four main characters (Charlotte, Amelia, Thomas & Harrison) who are in a polyamorous relationship.  This excerpt is toward the start of the story, before Amelia and Harrison begin their little branch of the relationship.



The more time Harrison spent with Amelia, the more convinced he became that he couldn’t just be friends with her.

He wanted to be able to kiss her, to be able to cup her face in his hands and tell her just how beautiful he thought she was. He wanted to make love to her, spend hours exploring her body, making her moan, scream and cry out before she finally came undone around him. He wanted to take her by surprise in the shower with fast and furious sex that would leave them both dizzy and shaking.

He wanted her.

What made it worse was that he knew that she wanted him as desperately; he could see it in her eyes and read it in her body language. It was so hard to try and give themselves time before taking things further when they both wanted it so badly.

My Sexy Saturday, week 76

Welcome to another week of My Sexy Saturday!  For those of you who aren’t familiar with MSS, it is a blog hop giving erotica authors a chance to share their ‘sexy 7’ – 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs – based on a particular theme each week.

For week 76 the theme is ‘You’re So Sexy’, and I have chosen 7 sentences from the very first story I wrote.  It is about two women who have been in a relationship for a few years then meet two men and before long are in a polyamorous relationship.  I love the relationships between each of the m/f couples, but my favourite is the one between the two women, Lizzie & Victoria.




The girls went straight through to their bedroom and as Lizzie began to undress, Victoria couldn’t help but stare. Even after three years together, she still couldn’t help but look in awe at her naked girlfriend, all the curves that were now so familiar to her still made her heart race up and her fingers tingle with the need to touch her. She’d just had a crazy night with the man of her dreams, but for Victoria he was quickly becoming a distant memory, as she stood taking in her girlfriend’s body. Needing to feel Lizzie’s naked body pressed against hers, Victoria undressed quickly and, as they slid in between the sheets, they automatically found their way into each others arms.

Lizzie smiled softly at her and kissed her gently on the lips before whispering a heartfelt “I love you,” in her ear, a sentiment Victoria returned seconds before they gave in to the hunger simmering between them. Hands roamed and fingers grazed, kisses were deep and passionate, whimpers and moans growing louder with each passing second. Bliss, it was really the only word for it.

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