Sexy Snippets for December

by | December 19, 2016 | Sexy Snippets | 9 comments

Hello, Authors!

If I can interrupt your holiday preparations for a moment… I’d like to remind you that today is the 19th of December. No, it’s not just six days to Christmas. Today is Sexy Snippets Day!

The ERWA blog is not primarily intended for author promotion. However, we’ve decided we should give our author/members an occasional opportunity to expose themselves (so to speak) to the reading public. Hence, we have declared the 19th of every month at the Erotica Readers and Writers Association blog Sexy Snippet Day.

On Sexy Snippet day, any author can post a tiny excerpt (200 words or less) in a comment on the day’s post. Include the title from with the snippet was extracted, your name or pseudonym, and one buy link. No extra promo text, please!

Please post excerpts only from published work (or work that is free for download), not works in progress. The goal, after all, is to titillate your readers and seduce them into buying your books!

Feel free to share this with erotic author friends. It’s an open invitation!

Of course I expect you to follow the rules. One snippet per author, please. If your excerpt is more than 200 words or includes more than one link, I’ll remove your comment and prohibit you from participating in further Sexy Snippet days. I’ll say no more!

After you’ve posted your snippet, feel free to share the post as a whole to Facebook, Twitter, or wherever else you think your readers hang out.


~ Lisabet

Lisabet Sarai

Sex and writing. I think I've always been fascinated by both. Freud was right. I definitely remember feelings that I now recognize as sexual, long before I reached puberty. I was horny before I knew what that meant. My teens and twenties I spent in a hormone-induced haze, perpetually "in love" with someone (sometimes more than one someone). I still recall the moment of enlightenment, in high school, when I realized that I could say "yes" to sexual exploration, even though society told me to say no. Despite being a shy egghead with world-class myopia who thought she was fat, I had managed to accumulate a pretty wide range of sexual experience by the time I got married. And I'm happy to report that, thanks to my husband's open mind and naughty imagination, my sexual adventures didn't end at that point! Meanwhile, I was born writing. Okay, that's a bit of an exaggeration, though according to family apocrypha, I was talking at six months. Certainly, I started writing as soon as I learned how to form the letters. I penned my first poem when I was seven. While I was in elementary school I wrote more poetry, stories, at least two plays (one about the Beatles and one about the Goldwater-Johnson presidential contest, believe it or not), and a survival manual for Martians (really). I continued to write my way through high school, college, and grad school, mostly angst-ridden poems about love and desire, although I also remember working on a ghost story/romance novel (wish I could find that now). I've written song lyrics, meeting minutes, marketing copy, software manuals, research reports, a cookbook, a self-help book, and a five hundred page dissertation. For years, I wrote erotic stories and kinky fantasies for myself and for lovers' entertainment. I never considered trying to publish my work until I picked up a copy of Portia da Costa's Black Lace classic Gemini Heat while sojourning in Istanbul. My first reaction was "Wow!". It was possibly the most arousing thing I'd ever read, intelligent, articulate, diverse and wonderfully transgressive. My second reaction was, "I'll bet I could write a book like that." I wrote the first three chapters of Raw Silk and submitted a proposal to Black Lace, almost on a lark. I was astonished when they accepted it. The book was published in April 1999, and all at once, I was an official erotic author. A lot has changed since my Black Lace days. But I still get a thrill from writing erotica. It's a never-ending challenge, trying to capture the emotional complexities of a sexual encounter. I'm far less interested in what happens to my characters' bodies than in what goes on in their heads.


  1. Daryl Devore

    Sexy Snippets – Great idea 🙂
    "Please, Guy. Harder. On edge. Don't care. Please." Paix squeezed and squirmed against him.
    His restraint broke. He drove his hips upward, slamming into her. The cabin walls trembled with each thrust. "Come on, Paix. Let it all go. Now. Ah!"
    Pressure built then released with a powerful shockwave, which tore through him. The building groaned and shook. His knees threatened to buckle. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lifted her then slipped out. Cautiously moving around the unfamiliar and dark cabin, he made his way to the small bed he'd noticed during one of the flashes of lightning. He lowered her onto it then snuggled against her.
    She slipped her hand back and cupped his balls. He closed his eyes and shuddered. "I need to rest." She slid a finger back and forth. His gut clenched. "Message received, but I'm beat out."
    "Just letting you know that was only the first course." She giggled. "And I know it's a cliché, but I think the earth really did move. I think we had an earthquake."
    "You do know we're making love on the side of a volcano."

    Brace for Impact –

  2. Daryl Devore

    Question – How do I become an member of the ERWA??

  3. Author Lola White

    Tension streamed through Tony’s body. “You’re not going in there!”
    “Keep your voice down!” Liah growled. “You wanted me to investigate, and here I am doing just that.”
    “Liah, you can’t…you won’t… God, look what they’re doing in there!”
    “I know,” she purred. “It’s really fucking hot, isn’t it?”
    “Watch your language.”
    “I’d rather watch them. They’re so sexy.” Deliberately taunting Tony, wanting him to go away and willing to do whatever it took to send him packing, Liah rolled her spine and sent her ass skimming over his groin. “Dirty, filthy fucking. Wet and slick, feeling so damned good that your nerves start wriggling under your skin and your nipples ache to be tweaked. That moment when your pussy gushes and clenches so hard all you can focus on is the thought of a hard, thick dick stretching you, sliding deep, over and over—”
    “God, give me strength.” If he hadn’t been so close, she wouldn’t have heard his soft murmur.
    But he was close—close enough Liah felt Tony’s erection in spite of her leather pants acting as a barrier. Getting Tony out of there before he did something that would damage his soul was paramount.

    The Garguiem: Liah by Lola White

  4. Daddy X

    “It’s just that Nick is more than the size of his cock.”
    “Yeah, I’ve seen him in action. Knows how to use it well, judging by your screams. Missy too, whenever he bangs her.”
    At least I had her considering Nick’s prowess. Maybe this wouldn't be so hard after all.
    “Yes,” I said. “He does get us girls going, doesn’t he? He’s all about his partner’s orgasm. Nick won’t come before I do. Says it turns him on to watch me slip over.”
    “I’ve never really paid attention. I’m always too busy with all the others.”
    “He’s so considerate. Even more so in private. He won’t even put it in until I’m through with mine and my pussy has slackened up again. He works it in slowly, very carefully. He knows how disproportionate he is.
    “So you’ve really never fucked Big Nick?”
    “To tell the truth, I’ve been afraid,” Janine confessed. “I’ve never taken one so big. Nobody at any of my other gangbangs ever approached what Nick’s swinging. Even your husband Carl is so huge I stay away from him. I don’t retain much common sense when I’m in that state.

    From “Size Matters”, a story in “Brand X”

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  5. Jean Roberta

    Here a gentleman of 1805 describes frolicking in the woods with his fiancee, Lady Alison Sweet:

    As a man in the prime of life, I was well prepared to overtake a fleeing, unshod
    woman, especially one who wanted to be caught! She shone like a capricious beacon in
    the shade as she ran laughing from tree to tree, luring me on.

    If you are to understand my actions, you must understand that Alison was never a
    modest maiden. I believed that it was her immoderate love for me, and nothing worse,
    which prompted her on occasion to shed her garments and dance for me in her naked
    glory like a wanton houri in a Sultan’s harem.

    After I freed her from the prison of her
    corset, she threw all her undergarments atop the muslin gown which already lay on the
    grass like an impromptu tablecloth. The scene was set for a love-feast worthy of the
    ancient gods.

    The sight of her high, girlish breasts, her slender waist and the round, firm globes of
    her buttocks almost sent me into a frenzy. My soldier stood at attention, demanding to be
    released from my breeches.

    – from "The World Turned Upside Down" by Jean Roberta, in Best Lesbian Erotica 2007 –

  6. Jean Roberta

    Please excuse the wonky formatting.

  7. Jean Roberta

    This entire volume, Best Lesbian Erotica 2007, also exists in an audio version! I hope it's okay to mention this.

  8. Kenn Dahll

    From Frisky Farmer by Kenn Dahll:

    “Damn, Vince, are you going to−I want it so badly!” In response I spread his fly wide apart then placed my mouth on the large lump in his briefs. The cloth was already damp from his excitement and the aroma hitting my nose was both pungent and exotic.

    Carson hopped around from foot to foot as my lips clamped down on his rigid tool. “Oh! Oh!” He exclaimed as I bit gently on the hard sausage-like shaft. Instinctively he reached down and attempted to lower his underwear so my lips would be on bare flesh. Aiming to assist, I tugged his chinos down then took the elastic waistband of his jockeys in hand and tugged. They caught on his erection and lowered the cloth-encased cock until it pointed directly at my mouth. Impishly, I covered the tip with my lips and sucked on the cloth and loose flesh it contained. Tasting his salty lubricant, I sucked more fervently until a gush of warm liquid saturated the cloth and seeped into my mouth.
    Carson’s legs vibrated as he released the precious syrup into his briefs and my mouth. Taking pity on the drained youth, I lowered him onto the toilet seat.

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