tweeting hot

I'm posting Mandi, my first published erotic novel, in once-a-day tweets. The book seems to fit the Twitter format pretty well. Here's the cover:

Explicit sneak peek

Live Wild, the third story in my Glass Room Adventures series, publishes February 1.  The book will be available on the eXtasy Books site that day, and on all major ebook outlets shortly after.  Here's an excerpt:

I look over my shoulder at Walter, shake my bare ass, and say, “Come on, Wally, one more time?” His hands go to his belt.

By the time Walter’s pants are off, Denise and I are reaching under Charlie’s pajamas. We’re stretched out on either side of him, our legs over his. Her fingers beat mine to his cock. While he unfastens our bras, we each stroke our pieces of him and watch Walter strip.

Walter is a young, strong, thick bodied guy. The last time he was naked with me, he’d taken a muscle relaxant to keep his cock soft.

Not today. His hard-on bobs below his tight gut. He crawls on the bed.

His lips take Denise’s. One of his hands finds her left boob, the other covers my cunt.

Charlie hugs Denise with one arm and me with the other. His hand plays over both my breasts and the one of Denise’s Walter hasn’t claimed.

I kiss Charlie. His response feels distracted. Denise breaks away from Walter, kneels on Charlie, and unties his robe. I’m still holding his cock when she guides his knob to her cunt.

Happy Sex

For an erotic novel, a happy ending means happy sex. By some standards, a novel doesn't count as a romance unless it ends with a committed relationship.  The question is, committed to what? If the story centers on the erotic lives of the characters, as mine always do, then the goal is to get the main characters to a point when they can fuck happily ever after (HEA) or at least be happy for now (HFN). Since I call my stories erotic romances, I always have in mind that the ending needs to be happy.

Since a novel needs to start with a character who faces serious conflicts (an unhappy person). The character has to work toward resolution of those conflicts. In erotic novels, this happens in the context of good sex.  In real life, or in mainstream novels, fucking your way to happiness only goes so far. In erotic fiction, it goes a lot farther.

The novel I'm in the process of rewriting, Love Wild, is the first I've written in which the happy ending (happy for now and possibly forever) is shared by three people--two men and one woman. She's insatiable, the guys are buddies, and everyone is happy, happy, happy.

Free hot Clytie excerpt

My novel Clytie was featured this week on the Log Line Blog, an innovative and entertaining site that poses log lines and invites reader comments. A "log line" is a short (@ 25 words or less) description of a story.  Here's the link:

 http://theloglineblog.blogspot.com/2013/01/clytie.html

And here's an excerpt from Clytie:

She reaches the spot. I surrender a groan. I say, “Under the knob.”

Her tongue toys with stretched veins. She needs no more instruction. She French kisses the knob and rim, mouths more of my cock than I guessed her mouth could hold, and sucks.

I say, “Be careful, or I’ll fill your mouth.” Around my cock she mumbles, “Please do.”

I oblige. She drinks my ejaculation with her eyes closed. She rubs the last drops over her face. She kisses my balls. From between my legs, she says, “I hope you haven’t eaten all the strawberries.”

 

Clytie is available at the eXtasy Books site and on Amazon.

Erotic free first chapters

Read the first chapters of Roam Wild and other hot stories at The Erotic World of Valerie Herme.

Roam Wild hot excerpt

Here's a snippet from Roam Wild, my latest e-book from eXtasy Books:

The desires building in their heads press at me like a hot wind. In the Torch Lounge, my ability to divine the sexual thoughts of people who look at me becomes overloaded. All the hotshots have wild sex on their mind, and they’re keyed to want it badly.

Sometimes I pick up a clear read on what positions a certain bidder plans to try, but more often the specific thoughts are lost in a storm of males and females thinking with their cocks and cunts.

Toussaint steps in with his iPad ready. He says, “If you will finish, please, we will proceed to the auction.”

The hands leave me. Toussaint says, “Tonight is a rare event at Seattle Young. We offer you a three-way with Raven and Desiree, our two most popular ladies.” He passes the iPad to the female bidder. Her eyes are hard. If she gets me in the glass room, she won’t be easy.

Take it, baby. Run your tongue where you please. Bend me like a rubber doll. Fill my face with your cunt.

She taps the pad, sees the challenge in my glance, and taps it again on a higher number.

Toussaint glances at the iPad and hands it to one of the men. The woman looks disappointed. She entered a bid she thought preemptive. The man holding the pad looks at her entry, screws up his face, and touches a higher number. The woman shrugs and leaves the circle. Another whore kisses her and leads her to the glass rooms.

Three of the men give up when they see the new bid. Eager women are quick to engage them. Toussaint hands the iPad to the one hotshot in the running for Denise and me who hasn’t entered a bid. His white dress shirt and expensive-looking denims cover a slim body. I make a mental note to kick off my shoes if he wins. My heels make me taller than him.