Image of the Day

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Saturday, July 19, 2008

Misty Days are Coming!


I should have the first fic out tomorrow (knock on wood) at the latest Tuesday (give myself two days leeway just in case I'm struggling to complete the first fic). But if it's not out by Tuesday then I have to admit defeat and just write the fictions for fun as I just lost the first Challenge!

Let's see what happens... tomorrow!

Image of the Day (Erotica@BBM.com Cover by Joseph Olesco)

Erotic Review : Air Erotica : In-Flight Fantasies

Moonlight Pictures’ Air Erotica : In-Flight Fantasies
2 hours stuck on the runway out of 5

Since technically we are releasing two titles shortly that focus on recommending the best (or telling you what to avoid) to keep you entertained on long flights why not bring back a review of a title that is set, technically, on an airplane.

And by technically I mean the movie at no point actually boards any airplane of any sort despite the fact the whole "thrust" of the movie is a woman trying to set up a so called “Gentleman’s Club” in the Mile High Club mindset of a flying plane, with the stewardesses as the “in flight meal” for the sexually hungry male passengers… they pole dance (wait, wait, they're going to install stripper poles into the plane?), lapdance, have sex... except for the fact that this concept never actually gets off the ground past the "audition" phase (or uses any of the double beds seen in real planes at the end of 2007, and bitched about by the sexless drones of Fixed Noise (FOX NEWS)).

Instead the audience is “treated” to two rather bland sets (one in the main female lead (a pilot) house, the other in a nearby strip club she has some interest in). Why this is all about flying sex stewardess and nobody gets into the air is something you can probably blame on the crappy budget of the film, but… well… whatever.

Anyway the main female of the title wants to make an airline that serves men sexually (reviving a failing airline a that was owned by a relative of her‘s), and while that is a most interesting concept (I mean stewardesses + sex should equal something interesting) we never actually leave the ground as sex varies between her humping guys in her apartment, and prospective stewardess candidates “performing” lapdancing stripper style for men (which ends in sex, of course).

This is nice (I suppose given the budget and the restrictions placed on this being it‘s a softcore porn and all), but unrealistic as the women would most likely have to “perform” far different in the tight confines of a plane (compensating for air
turbulence and so forth) which is never really touched on as they perform the same
sex scenes over and over again with only a change of “partners” and rotating back
and forth between the apartment and strip club to break up the monotony of the
scenes. However, in softcore porn's defense, it has an actual story which is more than I can say for the string of just sex hardcore sex scenes I've seen in a couple of hardcore movies. So, you know, you just like seeing women's tits bouncing in fake sex and like a story more than watching endless shots of cock shoved into women's cunts then you might like the softcore porn route better. You know, just in case actual plot and sexy women is more your thing.

There is a little innovation (one couple focused on the female’s needs masturbation
scene which is abit lengthy but uninspired as only the brink of orgasm brings out the most “vocal” response from the women) but for the most part it’s cookie cutter sex rotated only here and there to bring some difference. (Then again so is hardcore sex erotica abit cookie cutterish from what I've seen so what's the difference).

There is a little woman on woman dancing at the start, but all the sex is male/female only, no variations or real oomph to the sex which is abit sad. Mostly watching naked women/guys “dance” softcore style is the only attraction here, as it is not the most interesting of views (or recommendations).
(One thing I have to compliment hardcore is the lesbian erotica is better... and just plain there to begin with.)

In the end of the day this is a bargain priced hentai that gets a bargain priced score. (Except that near the end of 2007 all copies of this movie vanished from Barnes & Noble, the place I got my copy from, so that not even a used copy is available… you’ll have to look elsewhere for this one if it piques your interest.)

Air Erotica : In Flight Fantasies, like a certain airline that had a flight meltdown during Valentine’s Day 2007 (and again Spring Break 2007), fails to get off the runway with 2 “Will they add stripper poles inside the plane cabin” inquiries out of 5.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Misty Fanfics Starts Sunday!


Mark your calendar for the start of the fanfics!
(Accepting donations of your own erotica fanfics or image donations, just remember not to go extremely overboard on the fics and we'll all do well.)
And yes, we should have more of these to follow in the coming weeks and months!

Image of the Day (from Eros2Go Issue One)

Erotic Fiction : Goldilocks and the Peaches & Creme Foxgirl

Once upon a time, deep in the woods, lived a family of three bears. A Papa Bear, a Mama Bear, and a Baby Bear. For circumstances having no relation to this story but more for job related circumstances, the three bears decided to relocate to a different valley and sold their home in the woods. The purchaser, a young up and coming work at home fox girl named Kylie (who wrote and sold lesbian erotica to adult websites and epublishers), bought it and moved right in.

She was a tall beauty, with peaches and cream fur (except for her front which was bare nude flesh as is the case with all female ani-morphics). She had the usual animal like features of her kind (with short snout, sharp pointed ears and a long mane of hair she tied up into a long braided ponytail. She sported a long tail and for the most part was human in appearance (as all ani-morphs) with the exception of her fur and a few other parts of her like her face which showed her animal nature).

One day she was busy typing away at her computer when she heard a knock at her door. Ignoring it, being on deadline and all, she continued to work tirelessly. Again the door knocked, and again she ignored it. More seconds pass and then a tall leggy blonde female human passed her by, making a beeline straight to Kylie’s kitchen. She wore the cutest little green dress that left little (if nothing) to the imagination as to what was beneath it, along with long green hiking boots made of the softest materials and a huge backpack that she had no problem wearing.

Caught off guard by the sudden entrance, Kylie quickly leapt to her feet and rushed into the kitchen, catching the strange female intruder shuffling through her kitchen cabinet with an expression of disappointment on her face. “There’s no porridge in your cabinets.“

“Never touch the stuff myself.“ Kylie replies honestly, “And you are…“

If the strange intruder woman looked anymore depressed as she pulled a thermos out of her backpack on her back, she could be prescribed prozac without a prescription--- or something stronger.

She was a tall athletic woman, human in all respects with the most white of pale skin (yet a beautiful paleness she was). Long blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders onto her back, and a most becoming shapely figure (as shapely as Kylie’s own) stood before the confused fox girl. “Oh well, I have some instant mix on me. I can make that.”

Silence ruled for a minute as the strange woman proceeded to make a batch of instant porridge right in front of Kylie, mixing it in the very thermos she pulled out into view just seconds before.

“You act like you live here for some reason.” Kylie shot out, waiting for a response. “Sure, it’s not that bad here and the neighborhood really grows on you and all but I just don‘t remember moving in with you when I bought this place. We can still do it of course but I’d like to see your resume of past rental agreements before we go any further with this possible rooming arrangements.”

“A family used to live here! They always had fresh porridge on the table whenever I visited and didn’t mind me taking any (at least the father didn’t as long as I performed my duties in repayment)… here, taste this…“ she said, shoving the thermos cup into Kylie’s hands. The contents steamed as she looked at it with a wary eye, “It looks too hot to me.“

“That’s because it is.“ the blonde said as she snapped it back, “Didn’t want to take a swig and make sure?“

“No…“ Kylie shook her head, looking disturbed at the thought. “I may not be a catgirl but I have a sensitive tongue all the same… hate things that are too hot… wh-what are you doing?!?“

“Bringing down the temperature.“ she said as she adjusted the heat, then passed a fresh cup back to Kylie. “Try it now.“

A few seconds of tasting later brings a sharp yelp from Kylie. “Too cold! Too co -- OUCH!!“ (grabs head) “Brain freeze! Brain freeze -- speaking of which…“ (she looks on still clutching her skull) “What did you mean by services? You didn’t…“

“When his sister came to visit I kept her busy.“ (takes the cup back and redoes the temperature again) “And yes, it implies I did have sexual relations with her, and no she wasn’t a bear… (she was a wolf girl, half sister more than sister).“

Kylie heads back to her work, “Can’t I just pay to have you stay at a hotel or something? Really nice one with thick walls so nobody has to listen to your sexual habits? I don’t have any family that requires a tall blonde prostitute babysitter… now where‘s my aspirin hypo…?”

“The last family said I could stay here until I made new housing arrangements--- now try this…“ (shoves another thermos cup of porridge into Kylie’s hands, as she goes back to talking as Kylie tries it). “I don’t have anywhere else to go since the last place I lived in was converted into a brothel for some sort of business revolving around seven whores.”

“And what about me -- hmm, not to be obvious but this was just right.”

“I could give you their address if you’d like that. It‘s located down in Simi Valley over three valleys down… what do you think of it?”

Kylie : “No! No! What I mean is don’t I have any say about this arrangement? It‘s MY house after all!! And this isn‘t worth room and rent since it tastes like so-so grain flavored mush… porridge isn‘t my thing, as I remember saying earlier.”

“No.“ the blonde replies, “I’m sorry but the lady of the house said I could live here until further notice (do you like strawberry, blueberry or caramel with your porridge?).”

“I think she meant that while she was still living here you could crash here, not the minute she ups and sells the place so she could move to concrete paved pastures. (And I don‘t eat porridge, listen to me when I talk to you!!)“ Kylie countered, already going back to typing briskly to meet deadline. “Anyway I guess if you can come up with the scratch for rent I’d consider letting you stay here.”

“The couch is fine. I won’t intrude. Oh, and my name is Goldilocks. I‘ll make you a fresh batch of porridge every day.”

“Whatever you say, Goldy (and don’t expect to trade porridge I don’t like for rent, I want my payment in money or your pussy as my personal sex slave you freeloader you).“ Kylie remarked blandly with a wave of her hand, “And just so you know I’m not cleaning my bathroom of my lesbian erotica research material. I like to look through it while on my toilet if it’s OK with you.“

“It makes the place look like a brothel (and I‘ve crashed in plenty of those), but if you have a potty fixation that‘s OK with me (I just need a place to sleep).”

“Fine. Fine. Whatever…“ (Kylie sighs) “And I don’t have a so called Potty fixation so shut up about it.“

Someone knocks at the door.

“Send them away for dinner, Goldy, just having you in my house is more than enough unwanted guests for one evening.”

Goldilocks walks over and opens the door, she then comes back into the room with Kylie and says “There’s a door to door salesman here, should I tell them you won’t let them live here either?“

“Out!!”

A minutes passes. Kylie goes back to typing once again until…

“Please go outside and send the stupid bottle blonde with the thermos of porridge back inside… then go away, no solicitors.”

“Sorry.”

* * * * * *

“Say, Goldy!“ Kylie calls out from the kitchen as she cooks, “You’re not a chronic kleptomaniac are you? You better not be picking my home clean of my stuff or so help me I’m going to skin you even cleaner than your pussy is… and what the hell was that anyway?!?”

(FLASHBACK - As Kylie works Goldilocks walks up next to her and pulls her pants down. “I’m a licensed hair specialist, do you want me to shave your personal private hair on a regular basis?”)

(FLASHBACK - Kylie does not respond, but after two minutes of prodding and asking (over and over again) she turns and says “Where the fuck did that idea come from?”)

(FLASHBACK - Goldilocks “Just saying…”)


Silence. Kylie sighs as she checks the food again, “Alright,
alright, fine then. Ignore me. You can handle your sugars, right? I plan to serve dessert tonight don‘t you know.”

“That‘s OK, thanks.”

As Kylie plates up dinner and puts it on the table (“At least pretend my food means something to your freeloading ass.“) Goldilocks returns from the bathroom. “I put up a bookrack in your bathroom to store your porn in a cleaner less cluttered manner.”

“Don’t tell me you ran out to buy a bookrack…”

“It’s yours. You did know you had one, right?”

Kylie shakes her head as she seats her new “roommate“ at the table, “Really? Must have been left behind by the bear family because I don‘t ever remember having one of those. Anyway let‘s eat.”

After half a day of increasingly irritable behavior from her now sure to be a permanent fixture in her home, she hoped at least dinner with her human roommate would work better… maybe.

As Kylie sat down she motioned to the food before them, "Well, I hope your hungry (what with all that porridge testing you did today and all). So I want you to eat quickly before I change my mind and have you thrown out for being an freeloading intruder.“

“Thank you, this will be sufficient.” she replied even handedly, making herself a plate as Kylie watched.

“Then stop being arrogant long enough to appreciate me for feeding you, why don’t you.” Kylie shoots back, her tail whipping about as she ate in half a huff. “Please don’t eat angry, it’s bad for your health.”

“What would you know about my health, Miss Porridge Pusher.”

A few minutes pass before Kylie attempts conversation.
“So, Goldbricks, what do you do for a living when your not welcoming yourself into other people‘s homes and raiding their kitchens for porridge?”

“I work as a prostitute for hire, fulfilling client fantasies and specializing in welcoming first timers into their sexual futures.“

Kylie nearly chokes on her food. “Sure, go on…“ (clears throat, looking winded) “…be deftly honest about your lifestyle why don’t you… I work on erotica websites then, since we’re being overtly honest to a fault.“

“I know. That’s why I’m here.”
Kylie’s eyebrow shoots up suddenly, “Say what?”

“I’ve been fascinated with your stories and writings, so when I heard you moved into my friend’s home I wanted to room with you.“

“Well…” (Kylie swallows) “…that’s certainly quite…”

“And it saves money sharing rent and so forth so it works for me not having to pay full price for an apartment in town.”

“Urgh.” (facefaults) “At least try to keep my ego high before deflating it like that. That was nasty.“

Goldilocks - “----what is it?” (noticing Kylie’s expression)

“Nothing. Nothing at all.“ Kylie lies, face still smiling. “Maybe I should sample the goods tonight and see just how you play in bed, then maybe I’ll change my mind and swap sex for rent… if you’re good.“ (looks up again and stares Goldilocks straight in the eyes) “Level with me. You’re good at making hot love in bed, right? You are, right?”

Suddenly Goldilocks begins to show emotion, shifting about uncomfortably in her chair abit, not wanting to return the gaze, but finally she speaks abit meekly, “Guess I’ll have to give you my best service tonight if it means I get to stay here.“

* * * * * *

“So…” Kylie mumbled as she laid naked in her own bed, bound and blindfolded, “Is this the part where I get aroused? My nipples are totally aroused…” (silence) “…maybe they’re just stiff because it’s abit cold tonight. Doesn’t explain why my pussy’s abit moist though maybe I’m just reading too much into this into getting aroused (or maybe it’s just my tail humping up between my legs that’s getting me horny).”

Goldilock’s voice echoed in the room, from her place at the doorway watching her “client” waiting for her. “So my dear, what’s your most dearest, fondest, forbidden fantasy?“

If she could pace the floors to think she would, but right now Kylie was a captive audience. “Hmmm…“ (thoughts spinning) “…I don’t care. Fuck me, hump me, shove it to me, just make it really really good and really really really special or we’re quits-ville again Gladice.“

“What did you say?“ Goldilocks said in a coy voice.

“I said fuck me good or we’re quits Golducks.“

“I thought you said that.“

Silence. A long silence. She suddenly couldn’t even hear her breathing anymore. Straining for audio stimuli Kylie strains against her bindings, head twisting back and forth trying to catch any sign of her.
“Goldy? Goldy?“ she repeated over and over again, trying in vain to listen to her breathing… “Goldilocks?!? Goldilocks!! Goldilocks!!“

Silence. An unbearable silence. Something she’s drowned out of her bedroom for the longest time blaring her radio night after night to avoid not hearing the sound of her absent lover. For the longest…

Suddenly her senses kick in, and the sweet smell of perfume caught her attention. Suddenly the beautifully nude form of the woman wearing that perfume fell upon her, and caused Kylie to shriek. Straining to rub herself against the flesh from which that perfume came from, tears came to her eyes as memories unbidden came back to her.

The day she knew she loved her old food school partner Gladice was when they spent the night studying, only to end up having sex out of frustration when their attempts to complete a particular dessert project. The day they entered a food apprenticeship contest was the best thing they ever did, but when Gladice was voted out before Kylie it was sheer torture for her to go it alone with her love.

The moment she was voted out she rushed to the airport to be reunited with her lover. Once she arrived back home she paced the baggage terminal impatiently, only to realize once her sister came to pick her up that her lover wasn’t coming for her.

The thought of what Gladice put her through for so long chewed at her, but now that they were back together again the thought of being reunited with her made her whole soul tingle, arousing her and setting her afire as Gladice now laid on top of her.

“Where the hell did you vanish to you BITCH?!?” Kylie cried, struggling to hold Gladice (Goldilocks) in her arms, “I missed you!! Missed you!!”

“Kai you don’t know how badly I wanted to get over what happened at that contest, but…”

The restrains snap and suddenly Goldilocks is caught in a strong bear hug from Kylie. As she holds her tight Kylie kisses her hard, forcing her snout about her captive lover’s mouth shoving her tongue deep down her throat. Finally releasing her she nudges away the blindfold and take a good look into her love’s eyes. “You grew… and changed your hair color… grew it longer… worked out… is that a birth mark on your left tit over there… and did you finally go to the fairy godmother and have your tits enlarged? They feel fuller!!”

“Please don’t tease me… (we‘re not all blessed to have large knockers like yours).” Goldilocks moaned, looking close to tears herself, “I was a fucking idiot. I let my own pride destroy what we had so please… please…” (kisses Kylie in turn tears welling in her eyes) “Take me back.”

Kylie hugged her tighter, “You think I’m going to let you escape now that I finally got my arms around you again? No way! I’ve waited to have my first love again for so fucking long I…” (hugs her one more strong time before rearing back) “…did you say “fuck you up the back”?”

“KAI!! I…”

“Oh you shouldn’t have!” Kylie interrupted, rolling on top into the dominant position. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to tuck a girldick pill grown cock up your ass… sweet!”

“Kai please… be gentle…”

“Of course I will… to a point.”

Goldilocks whimpers.

* * * * * *

“EYYAAHHHH!!!”

Goldilocks shrieks in pleasure, her legs spreading a little farther apart as she grips the sheets, Kylie’s soft padded hands firmly gripping her lover’s rear (bent over on all fours for Kylie’s pleasure) as she rhythmically fucks her dickgirl cock into her lover’s tight ass over and over again. Kylie briefly spares her handiwork a glance as she bends over to cup Goldy’s large breasts, ‘Dammit!’ she thought to herself with self satisfaction, ‘My spell-dick’s getting fatter and fat-- ogghh!! I’m getting red--- ready to cum!!’

“Cum up your ass!” she hisses, one hand playing with Goldy’s pussy while the other grips one of her tits (pinching and pulling at her thick hardened nipple). “Going to make your pussy cum while I load your ass with my cream! That sound good to you!?”

“YES!! YES!! GODDESS YES!!” Goldilocks shriek, completely surrendering herself to her lover’s handiwork. “Then I want you to get yourself off, put one of those hands to good use… that’s a good girl… get it down there and jerk yourself off for me… that’s it…”

Frantic, Goldy shoves a hand down between her legs, the flat of her hand pressed against the tiny nub rubbing and pinching it back and forth alternating, occasionally playing her fingers across her wet cunt.

Suddenly she feels a hand grab her own hand away, forcing it back to holding her weight as Kylie whispers, “I think you’re wet enough. Time to get that cunny off now.“

Quickly Kylie pulls back, repositioning herself to fill her lover’s cunt with hard girldick in one stroke, humping her thickness into Goldilock’s already wet and moist pussy overflowing with precum. As Goldy hunkers down from the fresh raw sensations pumped into her head she registers Kylie reaching a hand down to masturbate the little nub that she herself was toying with seconds before, wretching fresh cries of passion from her lips as she shudders and heaves beneath Kylie’s hold over her.

As Kylie continues to stroke her beloved with her increasingly forceful thrusts, Goldy cries out “Oh goddess harder!! Harder please hard--“ Suddenly she shudders and buries her face into the pillows before her, her body falling towards the edge of sexual oblivion and release. “CUMMINGGggggyaaahhhh!!“

Like a spur to her own release Kylie hunkers into Goldy, her snout latching onto Goldy’s shoulder strongly as she fucks herself into her own oblivion, her dick swelling and swelling until… until… with a high pitched shriek she jams her dick to the base deep into Goldy’s pussy and releases a long slow agonizing pulsing jets of cum over and over, her teeth grip tighter on her lover’s flesh yet do not pierce as she muffles her screams of release with a mouthful of her lover’s flesh. Cumming and cumming into her, filling her cunt to completion as she shudders in release.

Falling to her side out of breath (her dick dislodging from her love’s pussy) she rolls back and forth in a daze holding herself tight post release. Suddenly she looks up and Goldilocks, barely winded from the effort, is sitting over her ready to get her back into action again. “Goddess -- gasp gasp gasp --“ Kylie wheezes in exhaustion, her strength only beginning to pull itself back together again, “You’re a monster!“

Goldilocks pulls Kylie up into a sitting position, leaning her sweat laden head against Goldy’s full breasts. As a few tears of joy roll down her face, she begins to respond to her lover’s touch as she begins to masturbate her lover’s spent spellcock (bringing it back to fullness).

“Don’t stop, Goldy!“ Kylie whimpers, her tail pumping up and down madly as she begins to respond to Goldilock‘s ministrations.

“Guess my sex hungry lover can’t help herself. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to drain you to full satisfaction or your money back.“

"I didn’t say I was paying y---yeehh!!“

“Hush, precious, and let me bring you to nirvana.”

Slowly, but surely, she moves down and starts her work on Kylie’s erect nipples, grasping one in her hand, placing her entire mouth around the other as her remaining free hand continues to slowly stroke and gently squeeze Kylie’s erection (soliciting yelps and cries from her love with each firm stroke of the hand or suckle of her lips). Once she knew that Kylie was effectively in the palm of her hand she increased her momentum, suckling on her tits with an almost vicious passion as she began to stop Kylie’s hard on stronger and stronger.

As her work continues, slurping and pinching and stroking simultaneously, she whispers “I’ll make it worth your while dearest.”
Between alternating glomps of her lover’s tits one upon the other rotating back and forth, hungrily sucking on her breasts until Kylie was certain she was going to cum out of her tits if Goldy kept it up.

Finally, however, Goldilocks turns her attention downwards slowly making a beenline down Kylie’s belly towards the now achingly hard erection between her legs, spinning herself about to place her own soaking wet pussy at Kylie’s snout as she reached for her love’s erection.

Kylie, half in a daze, grabs Goldy’s ass and gently clamps her snout onto her love’s pussy, gentle not to hurt her as she devoured her with long wet stroking licks of her long tongue.

* * * * * * *

“You‘re not making porridge, are you? I don‘t like porridge.”

“I am fully capable of cooking other things that are basically the same preparations as porridge but cooked differently.” Goldilocks calls out from the kitchen.

“So in other words it‘s porridge, pancakes, crepes, muffins, biscuits, and (if I‘m lucky) omelets or scrambled eggs (if you innovate enough)…”

“Isn‘t that enough food choices for morning meals?”

Kylie sighs, savoring the sweet feel of her soft bedding against her nude satisfied flesh, “Can you cook things other than what I just described for lunch and dinner?”

“Yes. Now please be patient, our first breakfast in bed is coming up and I know what I‘m doing!!”

“If you say.”

‘Wow.‘ Kylie suddenly thinks as she presses herself into her soft bed, ‘This is the first time I actually had breakfast in bed… but not the last. Not the last…‘

Suddenly the thought of just savoring her mornings in bed seemed like a good thing, something she hadn’t had a chance to treasure in a long time. As she stirs from her sex marathon induced slumber, a low satisfied mewling noise coming from her lips, she realized just how perfect things were going to be from this point forward.

“MMMMmmmmm…” Kylie sighs, feeling a strong sensual tingling from her body as she begins to masturbate herself. One hand gingerly toys with her sensitive tits, squeezing one then the other back and forth as she began to arouse herself. As she did this her other hand slid down between her legs, spreading her pussy lips with her two fingers savoring the feel… “Guess I really need Goldy to shave me down there.” (sighs) “Hard to get a grip like this.”

Deciding to get down to it she rolled over and pulled a long thick dildo from her nightstand. “Never thought I’d be using you for a happy day, but here it is.” (her tongue licks her lips quickly as she rolls back into position, reopening her pussy with one hand as she presses the fake rubber dick into her womanhood with the other.

Her legs spread apart, her blankets falling away exposing her handiwork as she digs in, dildo moving slowly at first but pumping faster and faster as her pleasure builds within her. Her memory of her lovemaking with Goldilocks strong in mind as she self fucked herself with her plaything, so clear in her mind she was certain she could see Goldilocks being fucked by her as she was working herself into a sex frenzy.

Her passions begin to flow stronger and stronger, lubing the fake dick making it slide quicker and easier with each hand stroke into her cunt. Kylie, long gone mentally, could only whip her head back and forth panting and shrieking softly (forcing herself to keep her voice low lest she alert Goldy to her activities). It wouldn’t be long, she knew it, so she gripped the dick harder humping herself stronger and stronger, her moment racing right to her.

Suddenly a hand clamps over her own, and with one strong thrust buries the dick into Kylie filling to full depth bringing a strong shriek from her lips, release overtaking her. Her limbs trash about, her torso held down as the hand is joined by a second, speedily rubbing Kylie’s womanhood until a second strong orgasm hits in quick succession causing her to hump her hips upwards, her body straining in it’s second cumming.

As Goldilocks withdraws the dildo, she wraps it within a pancake wiping clean her lover’s cum onto it, rolling the pancake in turn up and biting into it. “MMMmmm… lovely.”

Unable to even speak, Kylie lies in a heap looking up at her love, bliss’d out of her mind. Goldilocks smiles, “Breakfast in bed, love.”
From this point forward her life would never be the same, and for once Kylie knew it was a good thing.
Fin

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Image of the Day (from Eros2Go Issue One)

Review (Milk Mama)


This is, by the way, what we should have had more of when we were “treated” to Taboo District (Icarus Publishing), because it’s not ONE, not TWO but THREE genres all at once!

Women whose tits “cum” milk? Check. And, as a sidebar note, women who scream about their lovers getting their tits to “cum” milk? Check. Women having incestual sex with loved ones? Check (and Taboo). Women with large tits (though still not as large as in Blue Eyes)? Check.

Split into five eye opening feasts of sexual joy, you’ll find that this title is not only all erotica but it’s also got it’s good points past that as well. Written well, drawn lusciously, and with that spark of lovable characters (with only one pair that draws my ire, and by pair I mean people and not… never mind, I’ll get to that in a second) with sex that is actually hot hot hot (though a little irritating as well in two ways) this is well worth your time and effort to own!

That bastard Hiro! He reminds me of what’s his name from Sex Friend! How he ended up getting the lucky end of the sexual partner lottery I have no idea, but as it turns out he’s about to evolve an already hot kinky incest relationship with his milk producing mom into something greater!

To date he’s been helping his mom by drinking her milk, which is kinky unto itself… that is until it goes too far and they move into the fucking and milking stage of their relationship. Now you’d think that’d be enough but somehow it just isn’t… so after saving his mom from the rapist delivery man (who rapes her and then is threatened with death when her son catches him in the act) and a bit of sex in school and before you know it the last barrier between the two goes bye bye and a loving future as a happy couple awaits this newly created loving pair… only the story ends there and you don’t see how their love blooms from this point forward. DAMMIT!!

This disappointment in relationship dynamics continues in the third story as two female friends learn to love each other as only lesbians can, complete with hot lesbian sex… then it turns out they’re only bisexual and the second act ends with them dining on shy yet fully functional family manmeat and that blows away what should have been as good a story as Milk Mama (only with lesbians instead of straight sex mama/son).

Second story? Guy is jealous of his brother who married this hot women he’s got feelings for… let’s see how long that lasts when he ends up being a sex tool to satisfy said wife with his brother watching (after he finds out the brother he’s jealous of can no longer perform his husbandly duties in bed). Yeah, sure, where’s the love in that? Kinda bitter and sad if you really think about it, in that the only way he’ll be near the woman he loves is to substitute for his older brother in bed and feed her deviant sexual desires (without any real love to comfort him).

Fourth story is all about finding hot sex with the Candy Shoppe girl (which is actually a story that seems to be more than meets the eye as you‘ll read more about in the afterwords by the author), and then one guy and two sisters and lots of sex (and a threesome too). Joy?

First off the pluses of this one.
Sex is unbelievably hot, and when the pairings work and things go well the sex works really really well. Solid writing, drawn beautifully with very hot sex scenes this title works really well… when the pairings work.

Hate the one lesbian couple that turns out to be bisexual. Really, did they need a mancock between them to be together? I don’t think so!
Hate the second story about the younger brother who stands in for his older brother in bed with his brother’s wife. Somehow I don’t think he’ll find any real love with her as she just seems to want to be fucked by him and not much else.

The first couple (mama and son and the many long drags of milk shared) is the best coupling of the title. A kinda distant second is the last two sets (though the title pair is the best pair).

But still… it got a perfect score and there’s a few flaws?
Thing is this isn’t a relationship romance book, it’s a sex book, odds are you’re here for the fucking (not the long term loving relationships formed between the pairs fucking each other). Sad, as a lot of my favorite 5 out of 5 titles had perfect couples in them, but at least the first couple was great (and then the fourth pairing with the girl from the Candy Shoppe), and while I don’t like how it goes between the pseudo lesbians at least the first half of their story has that moment when they look like they’d be perfect for each other (never quite happens as I thought it would but still…)

Long story short (I know, too late) it’s a hot piece of sex that, surprise surprise, does have some great couplings and solid writing/artwork that makes checking in for this one worth it.

No real standout lesbian erotica except for the one scene, and not all couples are created equal, but at the end of the day it’s still a great book for you sex fans and should be in your collection. A 5 out of 5.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

First Fanfic Erotica Challenge Begins Sunday


First Fanfic Erotica Challenge is coming this Sunday, and it's all about a legal aged mature Misty (from Poke'mon)! Seven stories over the next few weeks! Starting Sunday! Check it out!

Image of the Day (From Eros2Go Issue One)

Erotic Fiction : The Faith & The Fury

Book exerpt from The Faith & The Fury by Eve Black

She wasn’t far away. Maranis had been stacking boxes in the servant’s quarters when the summons came. A couple of weeks had passed since her breasts were displayed for the Seer’s son, and part of her hoped he’d forgotten about it. The other part replayed that pivotal event every day in her mind and longed for chapter two.

No one queried the summons, as the summoner knew the serving staff and seemed to be in the habit these days of needing most of them for some chore or other at odd times. If Hannim was inclined to camouflage his intentions, this was the way to go in lieu of arousing suspicion by favouring one person.

The further she walked the more likely it looked to be a lust call. Her breathing raced ever faster, yet it might turn out to be a false alarm. He could simply desire a reading partner for the sacred books, or someone to recite prayers with. Or perhaps he’d spilled his food and needed it cleaned up.

Yes, all quite plausible, except anyone could do those things.
Not far to go now, and what if there were no books or prayers ? What if he asked to see her breasts again ? And if he wanted to touch them ? Hannim’s door loomed and she slowed, lewd possibilities raising their sweaty heads insistently. Heart and pulse were back in sprint mode. To leave now was the right thing to do. So she knocked.

Hannim heard it, and felt the blood roar in his temples. It was her.
“Come in,” was the response, his voice amazingly calm. Maranis entered. He politely motioned for her to sit on a chair near his bed while he did the same a few feet away. She looked delightful, though that was probably his hormones talking. A faint ringing began in his ears as his mouth opened, and the recently rehearsed words tumbled out.

“Thank you for coming Maranis ( her name still pleased the ear ). You may recall the reason you came here before revolved around the flesh, and how I wished to conquer its distractions by confronting them head on.” She nodded agreeably.

“I actually need help with it again, so naturally I thought of you and the, er, relationship we established last time. You seem to be a decent sort of person, and I can assure you of every kindness and consideration I am able to give.” A grateful pause. He was seriously determined not to stammer or stumble and hadn’t.

Maranis the Intrigued had been studying Hannim as he spoke. She firmly believed in her intuitive powers, and the positive impression he’d made previously hadn’t changed. The intuition also told her the distraction issue was most certainly peripheral to that primal craving which rules male minds, and young ones especially.

“I will be happy to help in whatever way you desire, sir,” was stated with a warm smile. The words he so wanted to hear lodged in his ravaged mind and caressed his synapses, while the smile added a pleasant glow to the caresses. She stood up.

“Shall I remove the top section of my clothing again sir ?”

“Well, I think it will be more effective if the bottom section is removed too.” He braced for protest or a refusal but saw only that lovely smile. Off went the two-part top, her eyes focussed on the floor. His eyes searched hungrily for those excellent breasts and there they were, jiggling and swaying hypnotically.

Maranis didn’t rush with the dark blue pants, correctly guessing that delay has its uses. She tugged at one half, then the other, glancing up briefly at Hannim and noting a growing bulge in the groin. Off went the pants, which left a sort of petticoat undergarment as the only barrier between the excited serving girl and the obviously aroused watcher. Fingers working deliberately at the thin cord holding it up, then release. It was placed on the table and she stood up straight, looking at the looker.

Hannim the Flabbergasted drank in the sight of his first naked woman and shivered perceptibly. His throat was dry, his mouth slightly open. Brain cells ajangle, he stupidly wondered what to do next.

“It may be wise, sir,” suggested Maranis the Bold, coming to his rescue, “to also remove your clothes. To…test yourself further.” It was as logical as anything else in their naughty little pantomime, and she felt more powerful now. The initiative was hers as the young Seer rose gingerly from his chair. A vague warmth was also building in her genitals as she continued to tackle her runaway pulse.

“Uh, yes, a good idea.” Hannim the Eager began to unbutton his tunic, eyes moving relentlessly between the breasts and the dark, hairy triangle dividing her legs. His hands and arms were leaden, as if trying to prolong the visual feast currently on show, yet shyly reluctant to proceed. He sensed her attempt at leadership and welcomed it, a unified purpose in evidence.

Done. He stood there, hands by his side, totally nude and feeling equal parts nervous and ridiculous. That may have been her intent, albeit on a subconscious level. Maranis trembled a little, staring at the other’s most prominent part as if she’d never seen one before ( she hadn’t ).

It seemed very erect, twitching slightly and almost parallel to its owner’s stomach. Hannim’s eyes feasted on the female flesh in front of him. The signals from eye to brain were clear : to his hands and fingers, touch something quickly ! To his tongue, start licking and sucking as soon as the fingers are done. And to his organ, seek out the nearest orifice and fill it, or get some female fingers or mouth in contact right away. The overriding thrust centred on one thing : action !

His mouth clicked urgently into gear lest cobwebs start to grow. First a swallow to moisten the throat, then “I think I should probably touch your breasts, Maranis, if that’s alright.”

“A very good idea, sir.” Her breath speed rose. She was not only a virgin, but had never been touched by a man in this way. It was profoundly and overwhelmingly wrong, of course, and flew in the face of her faith. And she could hardly wait.

Two hands reached out ,and Hannim the Explorer’s fingertips awaited the touch he’d dreamed and thought of since that fateful, topless night. Maranis primed for impact….and there it was. The skin was smooth at the side of the breasts. Their owner flinched with forbidden pleasure. Fingers travelled towards the underside with a silky, gentle caress.

A little pressure revealed surprising firmness. The lonely penis absorbed these sensations with vicarious glee and clamoured for a contribution. Hold on, replied the fingers. We’ve only just begun and you can wait ! The breasts savoured the delicacy of the touching and stroking, then yearned for the nipples to be invited. The fingers were of a like mind in that regard, and were soon doing a mild flicking motion.

The small yet appreciative nipples stiffened, the large areolas wrinkling up as thumbs and index fingers grasped their taller brethren with magnetic instinct. The ubiquitous fingers enjoyed this rolling motion a great deal, leading to intense jealousy from a tongue now straining savagely at the leash. The overjoyed nipples felt a warm and pleasurable glow spread from the breasts down south to the genitalia, and agreed that a lusty licking should be followed by some equally focussed sucking.

The forlorn penis lamented its position in the line being supplanted by the tongue and was rapidly approaching critical mass. Maranis the Delighted was loving what Hannim was doing. There was also a distinct moistness developing in her vagina, and she recalled some of the older serving women discussing how this wetness made entry of the member easier. Time enough for that, yet she thought it fair to do a little touching of her own. “Excuse me sir, but would you like me to touch your manhood ?”

The precious words came to him as if through a steamy fog. Hanim’s gaze shifted from those utterly superb and arousing nipples to the eyes of the asker, and he gave a wordless nod with his smile of appreciation.

A soft, female hand reached for the demented member, its desire in a frenzied lather. Finally, someone was going to pay it some attention ! The contact was electric, the effect instantaneous and decisive. Hannim’s groin exploded and the creamy floodgates opened with a lengthy spurt. A puddle on the floor was the awful outcome.

It wasn’t his first climax, though it was very definitely the most embarrassing. His hopeless, reckless appendage had let him down. The toucher removed her hand, not knowing what to do as the semen oozed from what had been stiff but was now soft.

“I’m sorry sir, !” she whispered with worried contrition. Hannim might be inclined to vent his rage, so best to try and take the blame instead of a slap to the face.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about.” Well, not from her side. He was mightily sorry that a hugely satisfying voyage to the Land of Lust had been wrecked so soon. The answer was to climb aboard another ship and try again, but would his new shipmate be there ? He opted for the humorous angle while wiping up the mess with a thick cloth ( which must be disposed of most discreetly ).

A short chuckle as Maranis resumed her clothing. “With my obvious lack of expertise, It’s a wonder I didn’t soil myself when you showed me your breasts that night.”

She turned and met his dejected smile with a sympathetic grin. Making light of the seed spillage was a wise strategy, and one that she thought quite endearing. They were both fully dressed now, and an impulse came to mind. A few steps and Maranis the Bolder was facing him, ready for more courageous leadership.

“I don’t mean to be forward, sir, but I’m told that a simple kiss on the lips can give as much pleasure to some as…other things.” Hannim blushed. This was, in fact, high on his wish list. “I do want to try again soon with what we did tonight, sir, yet we can try the kiss right now if you wish.”

His answer was to move in her direction and she moved in his. Their lips met tentatively at first, just brushing the other’s surface until a longer contact. Neither had ever kissed anyone, yet there was no fumbling awkwardness. His arms went to her shoulders and hers responded in kind, the kissing lasting longer.

A sudden noise outside in the corridor snapped them out of the moment, their lips disconnecting reluctantly. The door was locked, so there was no chance of a direct incursion.

“You should go, I think,” said Hannim with pained resignation. “We’ve made really good progress tonight,” he added, continuing the flimsy charade with an admirably straight face. Maranis smiled.

“Yes sir, I agree.” And because she couldn’t resist, “do you think your ability to repel temptation is improving ?” Her eyes sparkled with guileless mischief. Hannim the Fraudulent stared back and laughed, the farce now history.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

New Content Each And Every Day

While we're waiting to find a new publisher for Eros2Go come check the blog out each and every day with new content.

Reviews, erotic fictions (fresh original and fanfiction content to be seen only on this blog), news and an image a day!

Keep coming back here everyday (and subscribe to us as well)!

Image of the Day



Let's start putting up images, starting with those from Eros2Go Issue One.

News Byte : The Leeds Erotica Festival


If you are a reader in the UK then heads up! The city of Leeds is gearing up for what is being touted by it’s organizers as “the UK’s newest, most glamorous and most exciting arts event when it hosts its first ever Erotica Festival“. Sounds like a plan and a half, doesn’t it.

And if you are not a reader from the UK… well, sorry, it’s a UK convention and there’s nothing I can do about it except invite other Erotica Festival organizers to send us info on their erotic festivities that they have planned in the upcoming days and weeks!

Now as for this particular festival? Well if you got nothing overtly special planned for Halloween this year, and again you are a reader from the UK who can drop in on Leeds on Late October 2008, then spanning four days over the Halloween weekend this festival will be hosting at various venues across the city (four days, an Erotica festival, all you need is a significant other to take and your so set).

According to the press release on the event, the Leeds Erotica Festival will include a diverse range of cultural, charitable and educational events dealing with erotica in a serious, tasteful and intelligent manner, but with a strong element of fun and celebration… oh-kay. Well, don’t worry if you’re wondering what tha means, they invited me to interview them and I’m going to be sure to bring that whole thing up in the interview. Promise.

As for the people slapping this shingdig together on Halloween? Organizer Amy Minns says “The Leeds Erotica Festival will be a celebration of sexuality, sex and the beauty of the human body. We plan to use the arts to break down the stigmas associated (with) sex and erotica.”

According to the official news release on the event, festival events will include “thought-provoking art exhibitions, film, book readings, a “programme” of fascinating and eye-opening workshops from experts in nude photography, writing erotic literature and much more.”

“The highlight of the Leeds Erotica Festival will be a stunning Masquerade Ball on Halloween night, and Saturday night will see the biggest and most glamorous Burlesque and Cabaret night the North has ever seen.” And yes, I‘ll remember to ask about that as well.

“Leeds will see such an eclectic mix of events that it will appeal to everyone with an interest in culture and the arts. We hope the Leeds Erotica Festival will grow each year and become one of the UK’s most popular events, right here in Leeds” concluded Amy..

Oh, and if you think there’s no room at the inn for you to join up then you’d be wrong. The festival just so happens to be currently looking for artists and writers who would like to submit their work to be included in the festival art exhibition, popular art competition and short story writing competition. For more information please contact amy@leedserotica.org.uk

Oh, and 4-1-1, a full itinerary will become available shortly over at www.leedserotica.org.uk, so if you feel like registering for updates and to find out more, make sure to contact them at amy@leedserotica.org.uk! (You can also call them at 07828 969078... But you’d be safer off emailing I’d think.)

NOTE - If you are interested in sponsorship, entering either the art or short story competitions, hiring a stall at the market or generally being involved then please contact Amy Minnus at amy@leedserotica.org.uk. Thank you.

Eros2Blog Launches

Setting up now, but I won't start posting here until tomorrow (which is actually later today), as we set up this site for Eros2Go (and it's search for a new publisher now that www.lulu.com has laid down the law against erotica content).

See you later today as we open shop!