I Don’t Write Erotica…Guest Blog with Andrew Richardson

Thank you, Roxanne, for having me.

I’ve always thought that one of the joys of both reading and writing is discovering a new genre. Erotica is something I’ve never really written or read, so I was particularly chuffed when Eternal Press accepted ‘The Shoot’.

I’m a committed horror writer, and I’ve always confessed to knowing very little about erotica. (I also confess to knowing very little about science fiction, fantasy, romance, mysteries, and… well, if it isn’t horror, I don’t know much about it. “I don’t understand anything that isn’t horror” has become almost my standard opening excuse for a sub-standard critique.)

Something I’m often asked, then, is how this horror writer ended up writing a female/female erotic piece without a scare scene or drop of blood in sight!

Well, ‘The Shoot’ was almost unintentional. When I put the words down on paper (or, rather, on screen), I had no idea that a stand-alone piece of GLBT erotica was going to come out of it!

The story fell out of my other Eternal Press release, a violent supernatural horror based around Celtic myths. ‘The Wood’ included a flashback scene that I included to provide a change of pace and a break from the violence; a couple of chapters showing my main character’s first romantic experience. Feedback I had from nearly everyone who saw an early draft was that it didn’t work in the context of the story, so I reluctantly ended up cutting the flashback. Despite not using the chapters I’d snipped, I was quite happy with them and didn’t feel ready to press the ‘delete’ button just yet.

Despite having ‘The Wood’ published by Eternal Press, I still missed my romantic flashback! I eventually decided it might work as a stand-alone piece, so it was duly rewritten, mainly to put into context some of the events that would have been more obvious if read as part of ‘The Wood’. I also added an extra scene to bring it into line with Eternal Press’s length requirements. Add some help on specific needs of the erotic genre from fellow-Eternal Press author Gianna Bruno, and I had a story I’d never intended to write, and that I’d never really had to think hard about!

And now, following the story’s first review – which was quite pleasing - I wonder if I should think about giving erotica another try.


Blurb

Kath Mahoney only attends her friend’s first glamour photo shoot because Pippa needs someone to drive her there. Kath expects to find the day boring, but her interest is stirred when the photographer, Rob, turns out to be a sexy, blonde, former glamour model called Robyn.Kath allows herself to be talked into posing with Pippa. She warms to the sexy poses, and enjoys the photographer’s attention. When Robyn invites Kath back for a solo shoot, Pippa is crushed. Even before Kath steps into the studio, though, Kath suspects that neither she nor Robyn will be particularly interested in taking photographs.

Excerpt

“And how about you?” Robyn asked. Kath’s brows rose. “Me?” “Well, it’s just as easy to take pictures of two as it is of one. And if she’s with someone she knows, it might ensure that your friend—Philippa, isn’t it?—is totally relaxed.”

“I haven’t got anything to wear.” Kath pointed to her casual clothes. “It’s hardly modelling material.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’ve got a wardrobe through there. You can choose whatever you like.” Robyn nodded toward the door Pippa had disappeared through. “Have you ever been photographed before?”

“Not since I was a kid. Mum hired someone every year so she’d have a picture of me and my sister to send to relatives at Christmas.”

Robyn regarded her. “You’re a gorgeous girl, Kath. I’m pretty sure you’d be really photogenic. I’d really encourage you to give it a go.”

Kath’s cheeks warmed. She pushed her hair behind an ear in an embarrassed gesture, but agreed to pose. She followed Pippa into the changing room.

She told me I was gorgeous. A smile curled Kath’s lips

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Interview, Guest Blog and Giveaway with Leslie Lee Sanders

Welcome Leslie Lee Sanders. Thank you for joining us today.

Thank you for having me, Roxanne. I’m thrilled to be here.

Q; How long have you been a writer? What was your first published work?

A: Well, technically, I’ve been writing most of my life, but first considered myself a writer in 2005 when I published Three’s a Crowd. Three’s a Crowd, or TAC which I like to call it, is MMF erotic fiction or erotic romance as most folks would call it. A description in five words? Three college students in love. Now, image all the possibilities in a story with that tagline.

Q: Out of all the stories/books you’ve written, which is your favorite?

A: I’ve written five books since Three’s a Crowd and that includes one revised and extended edition of the same book. By far, TAC is my favorite. I favorite TAC so much that I continued writing the story as a free series which I update regularly. I know, I know but what can I say? I’m an addict.

Q: Do you have a favorite character that you’ve created? One that is especially close to your heart?

A: Hmm . . . To pick one character is very tough. The three main characters of TAC are like my babies. Each of them has something special about them that make the story what it is. For instance, Marc, who just might be my favorite, is the ying of Brian’s yang. He’s the complete opposite of his lover. He’s a little anxious, totally average and low-key. But despite what one would think are his flaws he’s also funny, outspoken and crazy fun in bed. I think of Janice as a mixture of both Brian and Marc or neutral, the balance of the two personalities. But Marc’s insecurities about how others perceive him mixed with his certainty of who he is, is what makes him my favorite.

Q: Do you have a set schedule for writing or do you just go with the flow?

A: I flow. I’m a flowing writer. I refuse to schedule a specific time to write even if my life depended on it. Otherwise I’d be late, I’ll get fussy, and whine and cry because nothing is going as planned. No, not really. It’s just easier to go with the flow when it comes to writing.

Q: Do you need to be in a specific place or atmosphere before the words flow? Do you have a ritual that you do before sitting down to write?

A: Now that’s a question and the answer is yes. I need a specific atmosphere before I could allow the words to flow. The writer hat is only one of the many hats I wear. Another hat I wear is the mommy hat. You know, the one with finger-paint and smears of chocolate syrup on it? I have trouble getting into a story when an 11 and 8 year old are running around complaining about their doll’s missing limbs. Once they’re at school or asleep, it’s writing time.

Q: If you could offer one tidbit of information for new writers, what would it be?

A: Do not think just because you’ve written a book that it is an automatic bestseller. Newbies are prone to this kind of thinking; even I had to learn the hard way. It takes reading, learning and continued writing to hone your craft. Trust me. It’s may be possible to be that renowned bestseller of your dreams but it requires very, very hard work to just scratch the surface.

Q: Do you have a “day job” or do you write full time?

A: Yay, for caregivers! To help support the household I also work as a caregiver for disabled adults. Before caring for the disabled I was a medical assistant. I think it’s my nature to care for people in need. But referring to your previous question, I think all new writers should know that most writers need a second job to support their families. Unless you are as gifted or as lucky as Stephanie Myers, you’ll need a second source of income especially at the beginning of your writing career.

Q:What are some of your hobbies besides writing?

A: Believe it or not I sing and record my own music and I also oil paint seascapes and landscapes, all for fun. But what I enjoy doing most is making funny movies, music videos and commercials with my two little girls.

Q: In closing, tell us a bit about your latest release. Feel free to share an excerpt.

A: BladePublishing.org has published my novella What a Girl Wants in 2009. What a Girl Wants is also an erotic story that leans toward the threesome category.

Blurb:

Trisha has a lot on her mind and it all relates to her material possessions. Her neighbor Kato tries convincing her that he can make her happy, as her lover, but she’s convinced that he has nothing to offer. Later he shows up with a gift and her desire peaks. She can’t refuse the gift or him.But they both have secrets.Trisha’s been sleeping with Kato’s best friend, Bryson. He’s the rough bad boy that knows what a girl wants. But when the boys put on a late night window show, she’s left aroused and surprised. Is Kato sleeping with Bryson too?Feelings start to emerge which leaves her confused and intrigued. She’s an exhibitionist with an obsession for material things, and two gorgeous men want her. Can she erase her greedy side? Can she make them all one happy trio?


Excerpt:

Kato walked toward the door and Trisha quickly grabbed his hand to prevent him from leaving.

“This is the best gift I’ve ever gotten from anyone.” She held his hand as she spoke. “I do appreciate it.”

She pressed her other hand against the baby soft skin of his cheek. He smiled warmly while looking into her eyes. She took the chance and moved her lips forward, brushing them across his. He let out a moan and she took that as an invitation. She kissed him deeply and seductively.

Slowly, she felt the tip of his tongue with hers and felt heat under his caresses. He gently rubbed up and down her back and let his hand tangle in her hair. Suddenly her head went back as he gently pulled her hair to gain access to her neck.

Trisha wasn’t expecting that but she nearly melted. She was surprised that he was aggressive when he was aroused and she liked it. He nuzzled her neck, gently biting and sucking. Trisha let him taste her heated flesh as long he kept her tingling. For giving her the shoes she could give him that much.

“Put your shoes back on.” His voice was deep and filled with lust. “I want to feel you while you’re wearing them.”

Trisha didn’t object at all. Quickly, she put her shoes back on and threw herself in his arms again. Trisha was so wrong in assuming he was an inexperienced boy. He kissed her more passionately than Bryson ever did and he took charge naturally. His arms were strong, a plus. She knew because he lifted her up and sat her down on the countertop. He stood between her legs and slid her shirt up and off.

Trisha let him fondle her breasts. He gathered them in his hands and gently squeezed. He pressed them together and smothered his face between them, breathing into her cleavage. She loved the feeling of his hot breath between her breasts. He massaged them in his hands and rubbed his thumbs over her erect nipples. Then he clasped his warm, wet lips over the hard nub and sucked it.

“God,” Trisha moaned and let her head fall back. She reached down between their bodies to rub the hardness in the front of his jeans. Doing that made her crave it. “Will you make me feel good, Kato?”

“I’ll do whatever you want me to.” His voice caught for a second. “I’ve been waiting for so long.”

Trisha quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, stuffing her hand inside of his boxers to feel him. She grabbed his erection and gently squeezed, feeling it jerk slightly in her hand.

“You’re so hard.” She loved the feel of a hard man in her hand.

“For you.” He kissed her neck. “Always for you.”

“Did you bring a condom?” She always practiced safe sex no matter how wet and ready she was.

Kato reached into his pocket and pulled one out. Trisha snatched it from his fingers and placed the corner of it in her mouth. With her hands she tugged his jeans down over his hips and watched his hardness spring to life. It smacked against his stomach as she freed it. She didn’t waste any more time. She opened the packet with her teeth and pulled the latex out. She placed it over his gorgeous cock and grabbed him, wrapping her legs around his hips.

“You sure you want it in the kitchen?” Kato asked.

No man had ever made it to her bed. “Yes,” she said. “I want it here.”

“You won’t regret this.” Kato slowly pressed his thick erection into her waiting, hot pussy. They both let out a moan. He slowly thrust his hips gliding himself in and out. She felt every inch of him with her tightness. He groaned. “Trish, you feel so good.”

“Don’t stop,” Trisha panted. God, she was in ecstasy. The shoes on her feet made her legs look perfect. She felt like a celebrity. And Kato felt so good inside of her. She would have never guessed that he could make her feel so great and just like a woman. Trisha didn’t want to admit it but he was right, he knew what a girl wanted and he was proving it in the way he fucked her.

He pressed his face into her neck and licked and tasted her skin. “Oh, I could do this forever,” he moaned.


The Thrill of Threesomes in Erotic Fiction

If you browse the web pages of some of the more popular erotic romance e-publishers, you will find that most of them dedicate a category of their books to threesomes. They may label it threesome, ménage, or group. Despite the name they choose, I think it’s fair to presume “erotic romance with a sexual relationship involving three or more participants” is a very popular genre.
As popular as it may be, not every “group sex” reader enjoys all the different types of group sex or threesomes that are portrayed in fiction. Now, I’m a big fan of threesomes in fiction but only the MMF, MFM or MMM types. I don’t find enjoyment in characters who participate in sex with more than two people at a time. Ialso find it hard to enjoy lesbian sex or FMF fiction because it’s hard to find FMF reads, probably because they’re not so popular with the average female reader, and second I enjoy reading about sexy men way too much.

This, I believe, is the reason erotic fiction which features two men and a woman is so popular. Most erotic romance is aimed at the female reader. We read it, we write it and it satisfies us more than the traditional romance novel ever has. In ménage fiction, we love to read about strong female or male characters who are in love and lust and who has a bit of Superwoman or Superman hiding in them somewhere, yet we can still relate to them emotionally. It’s classic.

The Superwoman in our character is the girl that is so attractive inside and out that two men are willing to risk their reputation, friendships, careers, or what have you, to satisfy this woman and to win her heart. They’re even willing to share her, that’s how amazing she is. Also, a part of the Superwoman experience is that she is able to successfully satisfy two men at the same time. It’s as if she has amazing, sexual super powers. Wow, huh?

I believe that’s the thrill of threesome relationships in fiction. The thought of taking two men on the ride of their lives and having them both do the same for you. Even gay threesomes have that thrill attached to it. Any way you spin it, that Superwoman (or Superman) experience is what keeps me curled up on the sofa late at night with some good threesome fiction. It’s three times more fun to read. Wouldn’t you agree?

Leslie Lee Sanders
Author of Fiction and Fiction with Spice!

You can visit at www.leslieleesanders.com

And be sure to visit Three’s a Crowd the free online erotic series at www.threesacrowd3.com and the TAC blog at http://threesacrowd3.blogspot.com

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Guest Blog and Giveaway with Melisse Aires

Giveaway--1 ebook download of Christmas Magic for one lucky commenter on this blog post!

Two short sweet, sexy stories to put a little Christmas Magic in your day!

Brought together by the magic of Christmas…


Wishing Rights

In the normal course of life, they would never have met. An accident while foraging herbs throws Pascal, an elf from the North Pole and Mallow, a dwarf from the country, together. They share a passion for herbs—and for each other. But elves and dwarves are forbidden to marry.


Excerpt:

Pascal sighed as he pulled his hood back on and turned his back to the biting wind. Mid-November was a bad time to hike into the rocky heights of the mountains to search for coughwort. But it was also a bad time for an outbreak of the cough. Santa was nearly worn thin trying to fill in for so many absent elves.

Now the apothecaries were out of coughwort and he, being the youngest and strongest of the Guild, was the one elected to hike into the mountains to harvest more herbs.

Snow covered the heights and shadowed places but the meadows were dry. He found numerous plants and rejoiced that he would only need to spend one more night in the wilderness. The journey downhill to the North Pole could be accomplished in a day.

He went around a rocky protrusion and came upon a dry meadow full of coughwort.

He heard a gasp that made him jump a foot. It can’t be a bear, this time of year.

It was a dwarf woman, with a basket on her hip, digging coughwort with a tool similar to his.

They stared at each other, neither one moving or speaking. There was no contact between the elves at the North Pole and the dwarves who lived in the rock hills and forests to the south.

“I’m-I’m just harvesting coughwort. I mean you no harm,” he said.

The woman was small and very colorful. Her skin was a warm brown and her hair flamed like a fire. Even from the space of the few feet between them, Pascal could see that her eyes were not the ice blue of elven folk, but bright grass green.

And her lips—they were nearly round, and coral pink. Nothing like the thin pale lips so prized in elven women. Her ears were pointed, like his own, but they were a little larger and peeked out through her wild hair.

“Me, too.” Her voice sounded breathy, as if she was frightened. “Coughwort. The cough is in the villages down river.”

He nodded. “I see. We have it also, at the North Pole. I am almost done with my harvest, my bag is nearly full.”

“Yes, my basket is almost full. I will return home now.” She backed away, eyes never leaving him.

There was an ominous grinding sound.

She gave a breathy scream and he followed her line of vision to see a rock slide coming right at him. He lurched out of the way, but not far enough to miss the hits. He went down in pain.

* * * *

Christmas Wizardry

Merri didn’t know the magical world of wizards existed until Daniel, High Wizard of Earth, offers her refuge from gross demons. Alone together at Christmas, Merri finds his magical world fascinating, but she finds the man even more enchanting.

Excerpt:

Daniel, High Wizard of Earth, was not an insensitive employer. All his servants had mid-winter festivities on their home worlds or dimensions. As would happen every few centuries, this year all the different festivities occurred at the same time. This meant Daniel would be on his own for the first time since ascending to his lofty position.

Yardley, his First Assistant, tried to refuse to leave. “Really Daniel, someone should stay here with you. You can’t send us all away. What if there is an emergency?” Yardley’s jowls wobbled as he shook his head, but Daniel insisted.

“You don’t want to miss your nieces and nephews, Yardley. Think how disappointed they would be if you weren’t there. I’ll be fine. The dimensions will all be busy with holiday festivities; it will be a quiet time.”

“He can always get a hold of you if there is trouble and whisk you back.” Mrs. Garvey, his house keeper, was all for a holiday. “I’ve left many frozen meals, and there is a label with instructions on each one.”

She stuck something on the fridge with a magnet. “These are takeout restaurants. They will bring the food right to the door. Don’t forget to tip. Twenty percent. And don’t give them gold coins or jewels. Just the paper money.”

* * * *

Mrs. Garvey did leave many meals to be put in the microwaver, with small written instructions on each plastic container. It was lonely, though, eating partially frozen foods by himself. Daniel decided to go out to a restaurant.

There were piles of money in the treasury vault—he took plenty—and a few jewels, in case he needed them.

He found the car keys and was well aware the kitchen door led to the garage.

Years ago, as boy, he had learned to drive and he was pleased when the car engine purred to life.

The garage door was a problem, nothing seemed to open it. Finally he conjured it away. Once outside he had to conjure it back. Quite a time waster. He would learn how to open the door when Yardley returned.

The street was just as he remembered it, lovely older homes, with tall trees in every yard. His Dark Tower fit right into the neighborhood. No humans were able to see the magickal heights to which it rose, of course.

The houses were bright with colored lights and he paused to enjoy the displays. A memory of his father tacking lights up on their little house came to him and he felt warm.

Christmas, that was the holiday he celebrated as a child. He remembered the excitement of presents under the tree.

A tree. He could buy one and get decorations. It would be fun, and fill the lonely hours until his staff returned.

He thought briefly about inviting Maog, the Serpent Queen, to a Christmas dinner, but he suspected she wanted him to fertilize her eggs. He wanted no part in a serpent god infestation throughout his dimensions, so he dismissed the idea. She was quite lovely though, pity she always had an agenda

After much driving he found a tree lot, and the attendant roped a tall tree onto the top of his car. Daniel also got directions to a store that sold Christmas decorations.

The store was crowded and garishly decorated, but he was able to pick out a whole shopping cart of decorations. He also bought cookies and a book, written for adults, about cowboys. Christmas always reminded him of cowboys because of the toys he received as a boy—cap guns, a stick horse, felt cowboy hats and plastic chaps…

Feeling quite jolly, Daniel headed to the parking lot, only to find a horrock demon chasing a young woman. She wore a most revealing green dress, very short, with her pretty legs covered with green stockings and ending in odd shoes with the pointed tips curved up, ending in dangling bells. The horrock demon got closer and she smacked it with what looked like a book bag.

Well, that was only going to anger the demon.

Daniel stepped up. “If I may be of assistance?” He conjured some melt powder and blew it on the horrock, reducing it to a pile of goo in a moment.

The girl looked at him, squealed, and tore off.

Daniel was smitten. She had hair the color of cinnamon and eyes the color of milk chocolate. Her figure was trim but curvy and as she ran off he got a glimpse of a firm, round bottom when her short dress blew up in the December wind.

He wanted to taste her. How long since he’d had a lover…well, there was that swamp witch three years ago…clammy, though quite lovely…

While he was thinking, she moved several cars away.

“You’re not safe,” he called to her.

Her face went white and she squeaked. He moved toward her and her eyes got huge in her heart shaped face.

“Oh! You are safe from me. But the horrock demons...hive mind.” He tapped his head. “Now they all know what you smell like and will be after you. Though why they would be chasing you is a mystery.”

“What?”

Her voice had a husky quality that sent a little thrill down Daniel’s spine.

“You should come with me to my tower. I can find the breech they are squeezing through and close it off. They rarely make it to earth.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you! You’re a guy in a bath robe!”

Daniel looked down at his robe, a basic black velvet one he wore for normal work hours. “Hmm. I guess I should have changed into regular earth attire.”

The girl squeaked again. Three horrock demons surrounded her, swinging their long arms in agitation, their greasy hair bristling as they reached for her.

Daniel efficiently melted them, then hustled the girl into his car while she was in a convenient state of shock. “I hate the smell of those demons. Think I’m allergic,” he said as he roared out of the parking lot. “I’m Daniel, High Wizard of the Earth.”

“Alrighty then. If you’ll just turn left here, I’ll be able to get to my place in just a few minutes.”

He turned and looked at her in disbelief. “You can’t go home! Weren’t you listening? Hive mind. Until the breach is closed, they’ll keep pouring in, looking for you. Though, like I said, I can’t conceive of why they’d be after you. Those greasy, hairy things? Those are noses. They can track you through the whole city.”

“Well, what if I leave town? Take a bus or something?”

He waggled his head. “They’d still find you. You must come to my place”

“Oh. What about your place? Won’t they bust in there, too?”

“No. I live in the Dark Tower of Power.”

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Interviews and Guest Blogs

Check out these interviews and guest blogs with moi!

http://wickedauthors.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-i-had-one-wish-id-be-witch.html

http://www.scifiguy.ca/2009/10/guest-author-roxanne-rhoads-eternal.html

http://www.morbid-romantic.net/2009/10/17/guest-blog-eternal-desire-by-roxanne-rhoads/

http://vampirephile.blogspot.com/2009/10/interview-with-roxanne-rhoads-author-of.html

http://shapeshifterseductions.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-roxanne-rhoads.html

http://valeriejpatterson.wordpress.com/2009/10/21/cover-corner-roxanne-rhoads/

http://nightsofpassion.wordpress.com/2009/10/14/contest-and-interview-with-erotic-paranormal-romance-author-roxannerhoads

http://authorsbyauthors.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-interview-with-roxanne-rhoads-author.html

http://www.akgmag.com/article/Roxanne_Rhoads___Story_Strumpet_and_Tome_Loving_Tart.htmhttp://www.nightowlromance.com/nightowlromance/interviews/RoxanneRhoads.aspxhttp://www.fallenangelreviews.com/Interviews/2009/June-LindaL-RoxanneRhoads.htm

http://whippedcream2archives.blogspot.com/2009/06/author-interview-roxanne-rhoads.html

I am Scheduling My Web Appearances for June

To promote my June release of Torrid Teasers Volume 59 and my other works I am scheduling appearances around the web for interviews and guest blogs.

So far here are my confirmed appearances:


June 13 Guest Blogging at the Torrid Temptations Blog http://torridtemptations.blogspot.com/

June 16 Guest Blogging and Holding a Giveaway at the Night Owl Romance Blog http://nightowlromanceblog.blogspot.com

June 17 Guest Blogging at the Romance Junkies Blog http://www.romancejunkies.com/rjblog/

June 18 Interviewed at Diana Rubino's Blog www.DianaRubinoAuthor.blogspot.com

June 23 Interview at Whipped Cream Erotica Author Interviews
http://www.longandshortreviews.com/WC/index.htm

Please drop by and leave come comments to let me know you were there. Every blog post and interview will have different questions and info about me and my books. It won't be a cut and paste of the same things over and over again. Plus I hope to be offering a couple goodie bags full of prizes at a couple of the stops in addition to a free ebook of Torrid Teasers Volume 59.