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Guest Blogger C. P. McClennan Straddles Multiple Genres for Your Reading Pleasure!!!

I remember the first time I met C.P. McClennan, and his lovely wife in Bristol at Eroticon. I remember the last time I saw them in New York…I can tell you they are awesome, lovely people. C.P. astounds me, because he is one of the most prolific writers I know–and he writes sci-fi that makes me HOT! Excuse me, I need a moment…you know what? Let me just hand the post over to C.P. …

You might need a moment too…

For the love of Savannah

First off, thank you to my friend F. Leonora Solomon for the kind offer of a guest post on her site. I’m a bit later than planned, as I seem to recall the initial offer was a year back. I was busy writing something or other, though, and never got to it until now.

Oh right. I remember now.

That something or other is my newest release of Darwin’s Sword – Savannah Book Two. This is the second book in The Savannah Trilogy, with the third coming in October of 2016.

First, allow me to introduce myself. Who am I?

“I’m 24601!!!”

I’m sorry. There are good reasons why I should never sing.

My readers know me as C.P. McClennan. I write for my sex-blogging and erotic fiction website, Stranded in Toronto. My friends simply know me as Chris.

I write a lot of erotica mixed with sci-fi, horror, humor, urban fiction, or whatever. I just can’t write romance. It is hard enough getting past the raised eyebrows at being a male erotic writer in a traditionally female field, but then avoiding romance sends the other eyebrow skyrocketing alongside its brethren.

I came at this from a different direction than most. Although I have read some traditional romance novels, my influences are more from the likes of Douglas Adams, Stephen King, and Neil Gaiman. My cauldron also adds in crime procedurals by Lillian O’Donnell and Ed McBain. The closest influence in the traditional romance writers would be J.D. Robb.

But enough about me.

Savannah is someone I rarely talk about.

Okay, and I write a lot of fiction, so as that last sentence proves, I often lie.

Savannah began in late April of 2013 when I found out I had a work trip to Savannah, Georgia coming up that June. A discussion ensued with a fellow sex-blogger, Stella Kiink, as to how cool the name Savannah would be as an erotic character.

The first short story was written after that. It was more intended as a part of another ongoing series I was writing on my website, called “The Songbirds.” That short story became the first chapter of Just Prey – Savannah Book One, which released in February of 2015.

“Just prey, they said…they were supposed to be just prey.”

Savannah in Just Prey – Savannah Book One

Obviously, the story took on its own life beyond the initial intent. “The Songbirds” main characters, Nigel and Sheila, have become prominent characters in both of the first novels as well. Even more so in the third, but I can’t share all that much about it yet.

Savannah is an alien from the planet Kettelgian. Go ahead, try and pronounce that…I dare you. I’ve been writing the word for five years now and still can’t decide how to.

She is sent to Earth to prepare for eviction. The Kettelgian are succubus, and feed on the sexual energies humans give off during orgasms. The results are quite devastating to humans, as one might imagine. This situation becomes far worse, however, when Savannah realizes she loves a human and can no longer go through with her mission.

She was sent to activate “The Predator” who has been on Earth a very long time. Instead, she tries to stop him.

In book two, The Predator has more of his past story told that includes well-known historical characters. This will be the first time I mention this openly, but bringing Arthur Conan Doyle, Bram Stoker, and a third (sorry…for the third, you’ll just have to read the book) into the mix was an absolute blast.

“Oh shit, Arthur. Now I really need that drink.”

Bram Stoker in Darwin’s Sword – Savannah Book Two

Darwin’s Sword opens with Savannah and Gerald chasing down the Predator in an attempt to save the few humans left. A shocking discovery of a human colony and the introduction of The Assassin take them deep into the darkness of space.

The story, so far, rides the rails between horror, erotica, and science fiction. Book three will move much more into the horror side of all this.

The third book is The Orphan War – Savannah Book Three, and will be out October 7, 2016.

“Oh, you know. We had an orgy. Everyone came.” – Savannah

“Wise ass.” – Nigel

The Orphan War – Savannah Book Three

I do have other releases, by the way. Next to Savannah, my longest running releases would be the seven (as of post time) short stories of Skelly Manor. Parts 8-10 are in my draft folder and will finish my writing of the series this coming July before I pass that baton onto another friend, Aaron Abby to carry on. A series based on a fictional swingers resort in a factional area I know rather well, The Kootenays, which are a range of the Canadian Rockies. A series that, for me, has now run its course but Ms. Aaron will be blowing new life in with a set of stories following that.

Screaming was all Millie could hear as she walked along the

fourth-floor hall passing other rooms towards her own.

Good screaming. Orgasmic screaming.

Snowbound, The First Skelly Manor Short Story

More of a humorous bit, Director Jake is another character who began life as short stories on my web page about a porn director where things just can’t seem to go right.

Jake raised his hand intending to yell cut again. It seemed moot,

however, once the sheets ignited from the hot bulb against them

Director Jake

I will take this opportunity, and am pleased to announce, that this will now be a series as Director Jake in the Dungeon of Crimson will be on Amazon Kindle June 17.

There is a new piece that I have begun work on. In fact, it will likely be showing up on my short erotica posted on my blog in the very near future (or near past depending on when Lady Solomon posts this). “On The Drift” is a working title, but it will be the follow-up to Savannah. It will be my attempt to work erotica into a space opera universe. I’m not in a position to share much more here as, much like space itself, the idea is very fluid and keeps expanding.

So that’s it for now.

So many see erotica as being the literary equivalent of porn. My attempt here is to be a hybrid between how people view erotica and the more modern popular genres. It always feels more real to me knowing my characters actually have libido to deal with rather than simply being driven by one over-riding factor such as greed, power, or ego.

Whether horror, sci-fi, or humor, both protagonist and antagonist are going to want to have sex at some point.

My Savannah Trilogy shows this well. Might just be worth taking a look for you to see how.

Wicked Wednesday #202 — On The Knees

Eliza grabbed Josephine’s arm, right before she got out of the reach.

“Josephine, wait…”

Josephine stared at Eliza, with empty eyes.

“What?” she asked, just as emptily.

“I need to know about you and Alice. Fiona,” Eliza began, feeling protective of her sister-in-law to be. “is Rafe’s sister and…Alice and her have been together for awhile…”

“Are you kidding me?” Breaking into hysterical laughter, Josephine pressed her head to the wall and stared at her friend. “Sometimes, I bartend at special events, and I was at the auction house where Alice works. She looked like an ice princess, and her boss looked the queen with their matching strings of pearls…”

Eliza froze when Josephine inadvertently mentioned Polly, but then she shook her head to encourage her to continue her story.

“She looked like an ice princess, but she kept looking at me while tugging at her pearls. And she looked like a princess, so I could not keep my eyes off of her. She only got drinks from me, even though there was a bartender closer it her than me. She would give a drink to her boss, and then sip hers still looking at me. Blood and sand, that was what they both had. I had to work, but she was so gorgeous, I could not stop staring at her.”

Josephine stared toward the door, and she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were wet, and Eliza fought the urge to wipe the tears away from her friend’s cheeks.

“I wanted the night to end because I really wanted to go home and think of her, while I made myself come. Thinking about her tight sweater and pencil skirt, would have made it so easy for me to come…I never thought…”
“Thought what?” Eliza pressed.

“Never thought that she would be on her knees before me. I thought she was drunk, but she was not. Alice wrapped her arms about my legs, and kissed my thighs in the ladies’ room. She said I was so beautiful, and she could not keep her eyes off of me. I heard out of her mouth everything I was had felt all night. I got on my knees, and we kissed like mad. I was off for the evening at that point, and I wanted to touch her all night so I was in complete bliss…”

Eliza sat on the edge of the chair in the bathroom, and continued to watch Josephine, who looked visibly calmer remembering.

“I’ve been in contact with her, and she never told me…and then to walk into my bar. My bar…”
Josephine walked back to the bar now, and Eliza did not stop her.

Eliza paced herself slowly to go back to the bar. Josephine remained the consummate professional, and made more drinks for all of the people at the bar. Including Fiona and Alice. It was a long time later that she went to the bathroom, and Alice followed her.

Eliza fell into Oscar’s embrace, and wondered if Alice was going to get on her knees before Josephine again.

Fiona looked at Eliza and Oscar with a lopsided grin.

“All the lovers are out tonight…” Fiona mused ironically.

Eliza smiled at her, squeezing Oscar’s hand and wondering if Fiona had any idea what she was saying.

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pearls via wikipedia

Masturbation Monday No. 84

Nichy undulated against the sheets. She woke up masturbating, and her hips bucked so hard, that she heard Tyler moan beside her.

“You are insatiable…” he murmured.

She rubbed her damp finger over her stomach, the scent of her own come turned her on even more. Nichy dragged her finger over her hypersensitive clit again, and felt her entire body flush when Tyler’s fingers mixed with hers.

Nichy’s fingers slackened and she gasped, because Tyler knew her body so well already.

“You are so damn hot,” he said, as he strummed her clit. “So hot, I can feel the steam when I touch you…” His breath was heavy against the nape of her neck before he kissed it. Nichy cried out as she came, and her hips bucked against him again and again. His thick fingers slipped into her, and Nichy was overwhelmed with pleasure. Her body wrested from his, but Tyler hooked his fingers inside her and kissed her neck to anchor her. “Don’t move away from me baby…don’t move…”

Nichy pressed herself against him, and gave into the density of sensation that he made her feel. Tyler ran his hand over her body, and she did not recognize the sounds that she made as he did. He had no intention of stopping, until he made her come again. She was not sure that she was going to be able to, until she shuddered with her orgasm and Tyler pressed his lips to her neck. What her whispered at her nape, she was sure was some kind of voodoo because she was not nearly as sated as she should be.

Clearly neither was Tyler, because he crawled on top of her right after he pulled his fingers out of her. Nichy was very happy with what he replaced his fingers with. She had memorized the shape of his shaft, and it filled all the parts of her that it needed to fill. They moved together semi-violently. Both of them were eager for their union, and the fulfillment of it.

When she came again, Nichy thought she was going to pass out, but the sweet heat of Tyler coming inside of her sobered her. It was only then, that she realized that they had not used protection. Nichy’s body reverberated with her orgasm, and the secret pleasure of having been that close to him. But the reality of what they had done was something else altogether.

Tyler slipped out of her, and pulled her inside of his embrace.

“I didn’t mean to…” he started.

Nichy nodded.

“I know, it was nice, but I know…”

He kissed her cheek.

“I have not had sex without a condom in years…”

“I always have had safe sex.”

“So the only thing is that you could be pregnant…”

Nichy was limp in his arms. She was disturbed by the romanticism she was experiencing. She almost told him that she loved him before she fell asleep, and now she thought in his arms it would not be a bad thing if she was pregnant. Tyler was much more amazing than she had given him credit for, and she knew he would take care of her and their baby.

“I shouldn’t be, it should be safe…”

Nichy felt his body tense.

“I…” Tyler started. “I know this sounds dumb, but I would not mind having a baby with you. I would not mind having you make me a dad. But it is better that you are not, I know.”

“Tyler…”

“Nichy, I’m in love with you…”

He pulled her close, and Nichy felt her eyes fill with tears of happiness and confusion.

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flaming june via wikipedia

Sinful Sunday, Week 261: Lights…

lights...

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My Sexy Saturday — My Sexy Day

My newest story for Lelo is based in the evening, but what happens surely makes it a sexy part of the day?! Peggy brings ice cream home for Jake, when she comes home from work…and he makes it very sexy for her…May I offer you a lick of ice cream???

‘Decadent…’ he murmured into her hair.

Peggy nodded, as he kissed her neck and took her hair out of its neat chignon. Her hair tumbled to the middle of her back, and soon was the only thing that covered her. She pushed her hair to the side, as Jake placed a scoop of ice cream on the small of her back. Feeling him lick the red pepper ice cream off of her back was a sweet sensation.

‘Delicious…’ he said.

Licking the ice cream scoop off of her was his favorite thing to do.

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Guest Blogger and Fellow To Obey Her Author Jim Lyon Dazzles Us Today!!!

I am so thrilled to be in Jillian Boyd’s new anthology, To Obey Her! I am even more pleased to host the other authors in the book on my blog. Jim Lyon has a story in To Obey Her, he is an erotica veteran and very much the real deal. Read on, and be dazzled by him!!!

I liked the idea of becoming a writer from an early age, although specializing in erotica was not what I initially envisioned. While attending college I dabbled in various writing pursuits ranging from playwriting to entertainment journalism, and probably would have tried my hand at writing erotica if the opportunity had presented itself; alas, it did not.

It wasn’t until the Internet came along and websites offering erotic stories of every description began popping up, that I had my first inclination to write smut. After visiting a few sites that featured user-written kinky stories, most of which were terrible, I quickly realized that I could do a much better job. And I was right. Before long I found myself moonlighting as the story editor for the now-defunct ownme.com, one of the naughtier websites of that era.

Fast forward several years, and I decided to transition from erotica hobbyist to professional. I spent several months writing my first book-length erotic story and then steeled myself to the task of finding a publisher. I sent my first round of queries out on a Thursday, and the following Monday received a terse email that read: “We like your book, and will send a contract soon.”

And thus my career as an erotic writer began in earnest. I have since published six kinky books and had several stories included in various anthologies, notably I.Lover and The Sexy Librarian’s Dirty 30, Vol. 1, and most recently House of Erotica’s To Obey Her: Femdom Erotica Stories, an anthology where one of Leonora’s stories is also published.

Virtually every one of my books includes some variation of femdom activities. I’m an equal opportunity femdom writer, so it’s as likely as not that the dynamic in my stories is F/f rather than F/m, or even both. Indeed, Mistress Stephanie’s Strays is a polyamorous adventure with a single mistress and four submissives, two of which are male and two female, plus a female switch.

My first publisher was essentially a pioneer in erotic e-book publishing. As a consequence, its contracts only covered e-book rights. As I became acclimated to being a published erotica writer, I started exploring options available to publish in other mediums besides ebook format.

The path of least resistance turned out to be audiobooks. Serendipitously, I discovered Audible.com, which has a small army of independent narrators for hire, and I have been able to act as the director and publisher of the audio versions of all my books. Who knows better than the author how the characters should speak and act? Having experience directing plays has come in real handy, too.

This experience has inspired me to move into publishing erotica under the banner of Wordwooze Publishing. All the authors that I take on, routinely get their books published in both e-book and audiobook editions. Once they hear their work narrated by a skilled voice artist they are hooked, there’s no going back.

I’ve gotten to be quite the audiobook erotica enthusiast. I encouraged the BDSM Group on Goodreads to expand its scope to include audiobooks, and as a result they recruited me to become a moderator focused on that. I now preside over the group’s BDSM Audiosmut section. I’m sure my parents would be proud if they were still alive.

As both an author and a publisher of naughty books, I am always in search of articulate erotica fans interested in reviewing my ebooks and audiobooks. If that is something that interests you, please get in touch via the following contact portal: http://www.wordwooze.com/contact.html.

The books below are currently available for review. Please indicate a preference for e-book (specify .pdf or mobi ) or audiobook format.

Skin Effect: More Erotic Science Fiction and Fantasy Erotica
By M. Christian

The Accidental Domme
By Jim Lyon

Erotic Daydreams
By Valerie Brundage

Uncharted Territory: A Story of Femdom Kismet
By Jim Lyon

Oh, Those Darn Dominant MILFs: The Goddesses of Suburbia
By Ralph Greco, Jr.

Virtual Reality Mistress
By Jim Lyon

Bionic Lover: An Erotic Lesbian Romance
By M. Christian

Ten Shades of Submission: A Femdom Anthology
By Jim Lyon

Naughty Tales of Leather & Latex: Laugh Out Loud Lesbian Humor
By Roxy Katt

Mistress Stephanie’s Strays: A Tale of Polyamorous Domination and Submission
By Jim Lyon

Femdom Alchemy
By Jim Lyon

Wicked Wednesday #201 — On the Edge

“I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ”

― Anaïs Nin

Eliza sat on the edge of the stool at the bar, Josephine smiled at her when she saw her.

“Who are you waiting for tonight?” Josephine asked with a smile.

Eliza smiled back.

“Guess…”

Josephine shook her head, before she added.

“Well, I am waiting for someone tonight as well…”

Eliza stared at her friend. Josephine always looked amazing, but this night, she looked more like a pin-up girl than she usually did. Her makeup was flawless, and there was a natural flush in her cheeks.

“Someone special?”

Josephine grinned.

“Guess.”

“Touché!”

Josephine poured her some Laphroaig, and the smoky scent soothed her. Eliza was a bit tipsy, when Oscar got there.

He pulled at his tie when he saw her, kissed her so hard that she sat more on the edge of her stool.

“I always get hard right away when I see you sitting at a bar, reminds me of the first time I saw you…”
Eliza closed her eyes as he kissed her neck, and slipped his hand under her dress.

“I’m completely wet…” she countered, as if there were a competition to see who was more aroused.

“Get a room…” Josephine whispered with a smile, as she put down Oscar’s drink.

Covered in a curtain of Oscar, Eliza remained precariously on the edge of the bar stool as he covered her with his body. It was not until in a moment of lustful drunkenness, that she saw Fiona and Alice. Eliza sat up straight at this point, and Oscar held her as he looked where she looked. Both of their eyes fell on Josephine. Josephine who had been ebullient before the arrival, the other two women became introspective.

Fiona looked at Josephine, who smiled quickly and even more quickly placed their drinks in front of them. Fiona then looked at Eliza who she noticed after a long while with Oscar, at this point once she knew that Rafe and Eliza had an open relationship, she was not as judgmental.

Josephine excused herself to the bathroom. Eliza kissed Oscar passionately, chewing on his lower lip for a long time before she got up and followed Josephine into the bathroom.

Josephine looked in the mirror with wet eyes. She looked on the edge of a nervous breakdown.

“What is the matter babe?”Eliza asked her friend, touching her shoulder.

“She did not tell me and you know? I would not have stayed away because of a girlfriend, but she could have told me…”

“Fiona?”

Josephine stared at her friend, glossy-eyed.

“Who is Fiona? I am talking about Alice….” Josephine asked.
Eliza covered her mouth. She was not sure what to say, and sad she had penalized her sister-in-law to be again.

Josephine covered all of her body that she could, before she walked past Eliza.

Eliza was silent…

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Masturbation Monday No. 83 — Torn Apart

Nichy could not keep her eyes off of the way that Tyler’s body undulated as he lie on the bed. It was clear that he wanted her on top, and she did not have a problem with that. She was so completely hot for him already from the bar. It was would be extremely easy for her to pull up her clothes, and lower herself onto him.

Tyler was a tease, his body undulated and he was clearly as hard as hell. He took his good and sweet time, undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. Her clit thumped between her legs when she saw that he was not wearing underwear. His impressive erection was heavy and thick, and made her mouth water. Nichy pulled her clothes up unceremoniously, and played with her clit because she needed some stimulation before she worked her way down his shaft.

But she had no control. She was not in control at all as Tyler held her waist, and made her move as he wanted her to move. He was not gentle, but she wanted it rough. He had promised to tear her apart, and it felt like he was trying to.

“You like it?” he panted underneath her. “Show me, ride me…”

He slapped her backside on each cheek, and Nichy felt tears slide down her cheeks. Her tears were not from pain, but from pleasure. Tyler held her hips, and she rode him as hard as she could. She bit her tongue, because she rode him so hard. The more he slapped her ass, the harder she rode him. Until he slapped her ass so hard that she came by accident. Nichy had been trying to hold it, but he made her come before she was ready.

Her eyes sticky with tears, Nichy stayed still on him. She pulsed around him, and she felt when she made him come before he was ready to.

Payback is a bitch, she thought with a smile.

Nichy kissed his nipples after, and caressed his stomach. He had made her feel so good, that she still could feel where he had been inside her. Every part of her that he had touched deep inside. She was surprised that she felt this content with him, there was no place else in the world that she would rather be and she closed her eyes kissing his chest.

“You’re beautiful,” Tyler whispered to her.

Nichy’s eyes popped open when she felt him slip his thick fingers in her. His thick fingers, his thick shaft…Nichy loved his thickness. He fucked her so fiercely with his fingers, it was almost like he was inside her again.

She moved against his hand, humped it like a dog in heat.

“You’re tearing me apart…” she cried.

“I promised that I would…”

He pulled her onto him, but this time not to ride him, but so that he could kiss her. Her mouth, her neck, her breasts…

Nichy bit her tongue on purpose this time.

The words that almost slipped out of her mouth, would have ruined everything…

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