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Welcome to Elust #66 -

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #67? Start with the rules, come back February 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

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~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

Small Breasts

Watching Her Cum

An Ode to Blow Jobs

 

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Of Skeletons and Secrets
Would you be bored?

 

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

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Lust Fish

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KissCastEver wondered what I sound like? Well, now you can find out because I have honour of being the brilliant and talented Molly Moore’s (@Mollysdailykiss) very first #KissCast guest. How cool is that?

Needless to say, I was beyond flattered when Molly asked me to feature in her new podcast and so excited to learn she was starting it (there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth when it was announced the It Girl, Rag Doll podcast episodes she produced with Harper Eliot was coming to a close), although I must admit I was also very nervous about being recorded, not least because I tend to turn into a nonsensical babbler when I know there’s a microphone or camera pointed in my direction. (Rest assured, I write better than I talk!) Continue reading

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Happy 2015, everyone!

I’ve been enjoying an amazingly hot and beautiful Southern Hemisphere summer holiday these past few weeks, hence the posting drought. Lots of swimming, surfing, snorkelling and other beach and sea-related activities. It’s been lovely and, to that end, my first Sinful Sunday image for 2015 is all about the Big Blue.

Swim

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subscription pack-page0001Tamsin Flowers. All round lovely lady and purveyor of deliciously decadent smut. We first met at Eroticon roughly two years ago and, despite me moving to the opposite side of the planet, have managed to keep in touch and share the various trials, triumphs, and tribulations of our respective erotic writing journeys with one another. (When Tamsin’s not busy burning gravy and I’m not busy destroying my Internet connection, that is!)

I’m so pleased to have her here today, not least because she’s been working on something quite unique and special these past few months – a delicious erotica project that goes by the name of Alchemy xii

 

Jane: First things first, Ms Flowers: the title. I’m going to stick my neck out and assume this new serial of yours isn’t about medieval science and protagonists getting off on the periodic table … is it?! (If you tell me you’ve written a load of science porn, I’m just going to go ahead and say that I’ll never be able to look at magnesium the same way again. Or beryllium. )

Tamsin: You would indeed be right with that very astute assumption. I have not written medieval chemistry porn – yet! Naturally, it does feature on my list of future projects – I’m starting to get vibes for a work about a Cistercian monk who discovers a hitherto unknown chemical property of…sorry, got distracted. You want to hear about Alchemy xii.

Alchemy xii combines the hottest possible BDSM training scenes with a passionate and intense love story between its two protagonists – Dom Harry Lomax and his trainee sub Olivia Roux. But that’s where Alchemy xii‘s similarity with other club-based BDSM stories ends. It’s different in almost every way. Harry isn’t a Dom’s Dom – in fact, sometimes he seems to forget he’s a Dom at all. He’s charismatic, irreverent, hard-drinking and charmingly unpredictable. Olivia, meanwhile, has no intention of submitting to anyone, even though she’s just joined the most sought after training program in the underworld. These two collide at speed and while Harry makes it his business to push all Olivia’s buttons, she’s doing a thorough job of pushing all his without even realizing it!

But it’s also different in its structure – it’s being published as a year-long part serial – and in its aesthetic. I definitely wanted to move erotica away from the black-and-white-with-a-splash-of-red look that seems to be de rigueur for every book cover. I was lucky enough to discover a wonderful series of images by White Room which has given the series its unique acid-drenched look – perfect for reflecting Alchemy, the club. Continue reading

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iStock_000017187832XSmall_GARDEN_HANDSEdgeplay. For a while now, I’ve been wanting to explore more of it in my writing but have worried a lot about my ability to communicate the eroticism of those acts that fall within its shadow. Getting that balance between sexy and downright scary can be incredibly tricky and I’m conscious that I’m trying to depict sexual practices that some readers may not be comfortable with.

The following excerpt is from a story I’m currently working on (tentatively titled Dirty Hands), which sprung, quite unexpectedly, from a prompt by F. Leonora Solomon. It’s very much an exploration of some darker sensual leanings and cravings – both by the characters depicted in it and me as a writer – and will, I’m sure, not be to everyone’s taste.

But, then, what’s writing without risk?

 

DIRTY HANDS – EXCERPT

I’m stacking the last few hunks of schist when the back of my neck starts to prickle.

I glance round.

It takes me a while but, eventually, I spy Carissa standing at the massive sliders at the back of the house. Her shape’s partly obscured by the gently swaying trees reflected in the glass and I can’t make out her face, but I know with absolute certainty she’s looking right at me.

Something stirs in my gut. Something raw and feral and potent that grows and claws at me as I stare back, my whole body cranking tighter and tighter with every endless second that tick, tick, ticks by.

What the hell is it about this woman?

I straighten. Peel my dirty gloves off. Stalk across the grass and cross the patio until I’m standing directly opposite her on the other side of the door.

She looks at me through the windowpane.

Reaches for the door handle.

Slowly, the curtain wall slides back until there’s nothing between us and I feel the air between us crackle, become heavy with charge the way it does just before a lightening storm hits.

I don’t fuck around. I cross the threshold, pushing into her, using my bulk to drive her into the kitchen behind. It’s nice, I note, absently, as she scrambles inelegantly backwards. Gloss white with equally white worktops. Perfectly designed. Obscenely expensive. Nothing out-of-place. Not even a stray crumb that’s escaped the swipe of the kitchen cloth or a used mug in the sink.

Her ass bumps against the huge centre island, bringing us both to an abrupt stop, and she curls her fingers around the top to steady herself. Looks up at me, triumph and satisfaction all over her face.

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Welcome to Elust #65 -

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #66? Start with the rules, come back January 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

For our UK readers, we would like to make a special request that you take a moment and fill out this petition to repeal the new censorship laws.

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

“Does this look sexual to you?”
Submission Can Be Hard
You can have a secret sex blog and be ethical

 

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

On Writing and Self Doubt

Online porn: the canary in the coalmine

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

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The Pendulum: Why Americans Should Care that British Porn is Fucked

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