The Launch Day Cocktail Party!

Today I've joined in with the launch fun for Undone, written by one of my Facebook chums, Kristina Lloyd, and published by Black Lace. She'll be a guest here in a few weeks, as part of her launch blog tour.

Here are links to Kristina's blog tour dates and her facebook page.

Why a cocktail party? Why not? It's already started and lasts all day - here's your invitation

But a party? 

Well, yeah, okay, it's just a bit of fun for a Friday. 

A few of Kristina's Facebook friends agreed to post stories of our own with a kinky cocktail theme. My contribution, which ends this post, is probably saucy rather than kinky, but I hope you enjoy it.

Undone will be released on September 11th, 2014. It’s an erotic thriller which I really enjoyed and it kept me turning the pages to see what happened next. It's a first-person account told in a diary, which allows Kristina to mix conventional story-telling with a little more introspection and inner dialogue. 

I was impressed by her character Lana's account of a newly-developing sub-dom relationship. Not just by her intense and exciting sexual experiences but also the emotional side of it, learning to trust and coping with her all-too-plausible anxieties and insecurities. I was pleased to see Sol make a momentary misjudgement and have to regain her confidence in him. Too many dom characters seem to be just a little too perfect, so this made him seem true-to-life for me. The thriller side of the story isn't the main driver, but it provides a few key stressful points around which their relationship evolves.

I'll post a review on amazon when the book's released. 

Curious? Click here for the amazon.co.uk page, or here for the amazon.com page.

Sex On The Beach

Ian D Smith, copyright 2014

All rights reserved.

Content my not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

They left the crowded, noisy club, happy and giggling. His arm was around her shoulders, hers around his waist.

She spotted a dark archway. Ideal, she thought. “Come on, let’s hide in here and have a kiss.”

It was a narrow unlit alley, linking two busy streets in the seaside resort. They leaned against a wall, kissed and their hands wandered.

“We shouldn’t...” she whispered, stroking his hips. “Not here.” Please, make me. I love it when you take charge.

“Why not?” His hands slid up the back of her skirt and over her bottom.

“Someone might see us.” She pressed herself against his cock. He was hard and ready. I want you in me, right here and now.

“It’s pitch-black here," he said. "No-one else seems to know about this alley. And we could always give them a good show”

She pulled him to her and they kissed deeply. “We shouldn’t,” she whispered. But I want to.

“How about a slow, comfortable screw against the wall?”

She giggled. “This wall? Not sure about comfortable.” He slipped his hands into the waistband of her panties and slid them down, then he unfastened his trousers.

She felt his hard cock press against her soft wetness, the wall coarse and cool against her bare bottom. Oh yes, that’s it. Don't be gentle this time, take me, please. “Fuck going slow, be quick, I just want you. We can get all soppy in bed.”

He slid into her more forcefully and roughly than he had before, and she gasped into his kiss. “Oh, yes.” She hung onto him tightly and pushed her hips forward as he slid in and out of her. He picked her up and held her as they fucked furiously. This is just so good, he's making me come... She was swept along and came just before he did, hard and fast, her knees weak afterwards.

They leaned against each other and panted in the warm night.

“Wow,” he said. “You’re just plain amazing.”

“Not at all bad yourself.” A fast, frantic, fabulous fuck against a wall.

“Fancy another drink or two? Sure we can find a quieter bar.”

“Yeah, I’d love to.”

“Come on, lover.”

“Hang on, where are my panties?”

They scrabbled around in the darkness, giggling. “Here,” he said, holding them out.

“Thanks. I need 'em after what you just did to me.”

A few minutes later, they found a table in a quiet bar.

“What d’you fancy?” he asked.

She looked at him and made an impulsive decision. I just want to have you again, as soon as we can. “Well,” she murmured. “How about sex on the beach?”

He looked puzzled. “I’ll ask, but this isn’t a cocktail bar.”

She grinned. “Not to drink, plonker. I’ll have a large dry white wine.” She pulled him down and kissed him. “Let’s go down to the beach afterwards”, she whispered. “Find a quiet spot, out of the way, soft sand. Let’s make love again, but nice and slowly. Let me be on top and I’ll fuck you until you beg for mercy.”