Masturbation Monday

 Ah, the day we celebrate the art of self fulfillment! So, relax and enjoy a snippet from one of my books.

May 8th

Only ten more days until the sequel to Love on a Forbidden Planet is published by Blushing Books. The title for this collaboration between myself (as Sterling Scott) and Sahalie Blue is Love Under the Violet Crown. These two books are Science Fiction stories where future anthropologist seek out and study the habits of alien life. Some of these aliens have pretty interesting habits.

Here is an excerpt of Love Under the Violet Crown.  Scientists from the Starship Wilhelm have discovered a planet populated with humanoids living in a Bronze Age society. While plotting how to engineer to society away from constant warring, Dr. Julie Patterson’s team closely observes the aliens. Nan has recently met Akella and decides to take matters into her own hands…

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A desire to touch him overcame Nan. Wanting to explore his body, she placed her hand on his abdomen and traced the taut bands of his rock-hard muscles. She inched her fingers down, inside his tunic. She refrained from touching his manhood, but sensed its swelling. A primal need built inside her womanly core. Her pussy wanted to ease his tension, the stiffness that she had created. She longed to feel his erection deep inside her, to be bonded with him. However, she had not excited him merely to service him sexually. Wives and concubines serviced men because they had to—it was their job. Nan wanted more from Akella. She wanted to create the flame of passion in his heart, a passion for only her. She wanted him to make love to her. To accomplish that, she needed to be patient.

With their cheeks still touching, she whispered into his ear, “How long will you be here?”

“Two more days,” he whispered back.

She retreated a step to separate their embrace. Her eyes lifted to hold his gaze. “Then, I will see more,” she paused to wet her lips, “of you later.”

He nodded, staring at her lips. “I will dream of you tonight, my beautiful Nan.”

She turned away and did not look back as she walked to the women’s rooms. She knew that he would have to relax the erection that she had given him, and that one of the concubines would probably take her place before she was out of sight. Nan needed to relax the fire that he had created between her thighs. However, she would do this by herself. Nan chuckled for a moment, imagining the sight of him relaxing his own hard member. Her brothers had told her that when men are at war, and without women for many days, they had to do this—stroke their cocks themselves. The men from Byblos had not brought any women with them, and Nan didn’t know how many days their voyage had taken, but she didn’t doubt that Akella would be desperate to ease his tension. She hoped that she had been successful in ensuring that his thoughts would be of her no matter how he accomplished the business at hand.

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As you prepare to enjoy this light hearted adventure into the unknown, download Love on a Forbidden Planet to catch up on our space explorers. This is available from Amazon, and FREE with Kindle Unlimited.

 

 


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April 17th

If you haven’t heard, May 18th the sequel to Love on a Forbidden Planet will be published by Blushing Books. The tentative title for this collaboration between myself (as Sterling Scott) and Sahalie Blue is Love Under the Violet Crown. These two books are Science Fiction stories where future anthropologist seek out and study the habits of alien life. Some of these aliens have pretty interesting habits.

Here is an excerpt of Love Under the Violet Crown.  On the Starship Wilhelm, Dr. Julie Paterson, an alien anthropologist, has met Lt. Harold Hunter. Unfortunately, he has yet to invite her out on a date. There being little else to do while traveling through hyperspace, Julie decides to take matters into her own hands…

Excerpt:

Julie sprinted down D deck to her suite. She touched the small metal stud under the collar of her jumpsuit and slipped out of it quickly. Donning her robe, she walked to the lavatory at the end of the corridor and stepped into the shower.

A mandate directed the inhabitants of the ship to conserve water. Each crew member could take a full shower with water only once per week. Thus, space ship engineers had developed a non-hydro cleaning technique using light waves. Julie didn’t understand how it worked, and while she preferred getting wet and soapy in a traditional shower, she had to admit they had come up with an effective alternate solution, something having to do with lasers. She didn’t want to think about it too much, she just knew she enjoyed it. She stepped into the shower stall. Immediately, blue streaks of light engulfed and warmed her entire body. It felt to her as if the light was stimulating her skin cells, burning off all the dirt and sweat from her body. She imagined being in a real shower with Harold. Him standing close behind her, with hot, steamy water cascading down both their bodies. She fantasized about him shampooing her hair and massaging her scalp with his fingers. His wet hands caressing her body, smacking her wet fanny. Washing her, his fingers entering all her crevasses. Spreading her legs apart, bending her over into just the right position so that the shower spray teased her clit. Rubbing his solid shaft up and down the valley of her ass. Teasing her bottom hole by poking it with his cock.

Julie nearly swooned at the thought. Her pussy throbbed with desire. She bent over at the waist, spread her legs wide, and thought of him standing behind her.

She slipped a hand between her legs and sank two fingers inside her wet pussy. Rubbing the knuckle of her thumb against her clit, she furiously dove her fingers in and out, fantasizing they were Harold’s thick tool. It didn’t take long before her climax overtook her.

“Oh, Harold.” she tossed her head back and moaned, as thoughts of him filled her mind.

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Spoiler Alert: he does eventually hookup with her.

As you prepare to enjoy this light hearted adventure into the unknown, download Love on a Forbidden Planet to catch up on our space explorers. This is available from Amazon, and FREE with Kindle Unlimited.


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April 3, 2017

This snippet to kick-start your day is from South Pass Brides. While on the Oregon Trail, Thomas is a scout for the wagon train and he is chartered with the responsibility for three widows. This includes their discipline – when necessary.

In this excerpt, he has just completed this duty for Olga and…

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Stripping down to her underskirt and chemise, Olga examined her bottom. Surprisingly, it was not all that sore. While the lines of welts from the switch were still visible, she was not as bruised as she had expected. However, she resolved to never experience Thomas’s strong arm swinging a switch again.

Pulling the blanket around her shoulders, she attempted to reconcile the deep heat that had formed between her thighs. Exhausted as she was, she could not get Thomas out of her mind. His proclamation that he would take care of her had clearly implied more than merely switching her bottom. Certainly his fingers touching her private lady parts had not been accidental. His warm embrace as he held her had been so much more comforting than any embrace from Peter had been. And then, there was his kiss. Her belly quivered whenever she thought about his lips tenderly touching hers.

She lifted her underskirt and slipped her fingers to her mons. She was puffy. Her lady bits were swollen and moist. Her tender nub tingled as she touched herself. She allowed the image of Thomas touching her pussy to fill her mind.

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South Pass Brides is an erotic Western romance available from:

Amazon

Blushing Books

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January 2, 2017

I believe that is the first time that I have written the new year’s date. And, I got it right on the first try.

For this first Monday of the year, let’s celebrate our ever faithful fingers as they endeavor to always give us pleasure. This snippet is from a collection of short stories that is scheduled to be published February 7th. But you get a sneak peak…

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He ended with a few more swats to her sit-spots, the fleshy area between buttock and thigh.

“Your punishment is over. But, do not forget what I have taught you, or you will find yourself in this position again.”

He pulled her panties up, and helped her to stand.

Without looking back at him or saying a word, she rushed to the nearest bathroom and locked the door. Lifting her skirt and pulling down her panties, she turned to survey the damage to her bottom. Through tear-streaked eyes, she saw the red reflection in the mirror and thought her butt was nearly as red as the tomato soup they had been making.

An intense prickly feeling spread from her backside to her front. Her lady bits swelled and they tingled in a way she had never felt before. Moisture seeped from her womanly core, oozing onto the folds of her most intimate place. The thought of being pressed tight against 66998b1c79fe759c5187bc4f925f60bchis manly chest, held by his strong, muscled biceps with his massive cock plunging inside her womanly depths was more than she could stand.

Quickly, feeling the heat surge in her core, she made circular motions around the tiny nub at the top of her slit. She felt the bud stiffen and grow, until nearly erect. She threw back her head and moaned softly as more of her female dew trickled down the inside of her thighs. Time seemed to stop. All she could think of was how good it felt. She felt no shame.

Her tiny nub throbbed, and she pinched it tightly between two fingers to increase the pressure. A tremendous pulsation, a tingling, the likes of which she had never felt before, engulfed her entire body, working its way outward from her center to the tips of her fingers and toes. She gasped and for a moment thought she saw fireworks.

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This anthology, tentatively titled A Sterling Maid For You, was written with Sahalie Blue and will be at an ebook retailer near your fingertips February 7th.

Until then, you can enjoy my short stories in Spanking Tales, available from ebook retailers by following this link.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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December 26, 2016

After pleasing someone else all weekend, Monday is the day of self indulgence. However, sometimes even this can be a pleasure to other. As my heroine in Disciplined Date discovered. In her search to escape the mob, she approaches the police where she confesses…

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Carl had been a homicide cop investigating the Congressman’s murder.  When I called the police and said I had information, it was Carl and his partner who came to see me.  They held me for a long time, but it wasn’t a rubber hose and bright light kind of interrogation.  I freely told Carl everything about Jug, hoping that I could get into the witness protection program and escape the mob’s grip.

“You say you are in a sexual relationship with Jacopo Mengatti?” Carl asked.  He was the taller, younger of the two detectives – about six feet tall – and I was surprised when he walked into the interrogation room alone.  However, I’d seen enough cop shows on TV to know that his older partner, and God knows who else, were watching on the other side of the big mirror.

“Jug, yes.”  This was the first time I had heard his whole name spoken.  “Well, sort of, he doesn’t… have intercourse with me.  I just help him get erections so he can fuck – sorry – make love with his wife.”

“Mengatti has erectile dysfunction?”  Carl displayed his dimples when he reflexively flashed a sadistic smile.

“Ah, yes, and he won’t take the pills.  He’s afraid of what the other guys would do if they knew… that he is… impotent.”

“How do you help him?”

“Ah, he likes to, ah, spank me.  He likes to humiliate people.  That’s what turns him on.  I am the fodder he uses.”  An odd look appeared on Carl’s face.  His hand touched mine; my pussy contracted and squirted some dew into my panties.

“Uh, what… exactly?” he stammered.

15241857_1395018767176960_2224263951053165127_n“He makes me masturbate while he and other men watch, as well as spank me.”  His hand gave me a light squeeze and then withdrew.  The wetness in my panties made my cunny began to itch; I squirmed in the chair.

“You like being spanked and humiliated?”  He had such an odd look on his face while he said these words with a much softer tone.

“Well, yes.  It’s not an uncommon sexual fetish.”

Carl silently nodded, and asked,  “How long has this been going on?”

“Only about six months.”

“Okay, tell me why you think Mengatti had something to do with the death of Congressman Willard?” He became almost fatherly.

“He was there, but I didn’t know he was a Congressman.  He was just a fat old guy named Harry.”

“Who was where?”

“In Jug’s house?  Harry was in Jug’s kitchen, two days before he was murdered.  And then… again… in the hotel.”

“YOU saw Congressman Harry Willard in Jacopo Mengatti’s kitchen two days before the murder?”

“Yes, and another guy that I didn’t know – called Jack.”

“What were they doing?”

“Spanking me and watching me masturbate?”  Saying the words to the steely-eye man made me tingle.

“In the kitchen?”  His hand again touched mine.

“Yes, I was on the kitchen table… on my back and the two old guys, Harry and Jack, stood beside me.  They each held a foot and spanked me while I masturbated.”  Carl’s face morphed into something pleasing as he visualized the situation.

“You were naked?”  His hand caressed mine.

“Yes.”  The look in his eye caused me to squirm and soak my panties.

“And you were doing this because…”  His hand again withdrew.

“Jug told me to.  He was in this power – control mode.  He wanted to show the men how powerful he was.  Of course, I really only did it because I wanted to.”  An interesting smirk filled Carl’s face.

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The Disciplined Date: The spanking murders, is available from these fine ebook retailers.

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December 5, 2016

Before trudging off to start the work week, let’s spend a little extra time in the shower—or tub. This week I offer an excerpt from a yet-to-be-published anthology of short stories written by Sterling Scott and Sahalie Blue.

Madison, an employee of Sterling Maids, had been caught in a compromising position. Listen in as she confesses her indulgence—enjoying her pleasures in a customer’s bathtub…

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“Please, do continue,” Mark encouraged.

Madison twisted her hands in her lap, forcing them to not unwillingly demonstrate as she described how she had coaxed her right nipple to erection. “It took a bit longer persuade my left nipple.” She wondered if he was taking notes. “But eventually the girls were both tingling.”

She shrugged her shoulders. His eyebrows shot up as the motion of her arms inadvertently pressed her generous breasts together.

azmgiyfsswg57t8htnly“Yes, and then what?”

She told him how she dialed up the vibe’s intensity to the max and moved it between her legs. Her left fingers pulled her nether lips wide open. With her right hand, she rubbed the implement up and down her slit. “I rubbed up and down, over and over.”

The swelling pressure between her thighs became unbearable and she had to open her legs a couple of inches. With this motion, her pussy clenched and shot womanly dew into her panties. She shifted her hips in an effort to scratch the itch created by the wetness in her panties.

Oh, please, not a wet spot!

Madison wondered how difficult it would be to clean the couch.

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This anthology, tentatively titled A Sterling Maid For You, will be published early 2017.

 

 

Until then, you can enjoy my short stories in Spanking Tales, available from ebook retailers by following this link.

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November 28, 2016

I have a new Western Romance to be published by Blushing Books January 10thSouth Pass Brides. In this excerpt, Olga is traveling west, along the Oregon Trail. She has been placed under the watchful eye of Thomas, and he has just demonstrated what that means.

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Stripping down to her underskirt and chemise, she examined her bottom. Surprisingly, it was not all that sore. While the lines of welts from the switch were still visible, she was not as bruised as she had expected. However, she resolved to never experience Thomas’ strong arm swinging a switch again.

14639821_10157582054445043_21691581466692596_nPulling the blanket around her shoulders, she attempted to reconcile the deep heat that had formed between her thighs. Exhausted as she was, she could not get Thomas out of her mind. His proclamation that he would ‘take care’ of her had clearly implied more than merely switching her bottom. Certainly his fingers touching her private lady parts had not been accidental. His warm embrace as he held her had been so very comforting. And then, there was his kiss. Her belly quivered whenever she thought about his lips tenderly touching hers.

She lifted her underskirt and slipped her fingers to her mons. She was puffy. Her lady bits were swollen and moist. Her tender nub tingled as she touched herself. She allowed the image of Thomas touching her pussy to fill her mind.

A crescendo of distant thunder distracted her from achieving her personal pleasure.

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prairiepassionsWhile this book is still more than a month away, you might enjoy my first Western Romance – Prairie Passions. This book was co-authored with Savannah Rollins as is available from Amazon. Note that it is FREE with Kindle Unlimited.

 

 

 

 

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November 21, 2016

Our self exploring heroine for the week is getting ready for an out-of-this-world adventure. Little does she know, as her fingers seek out her Venus, that she will soon be immersed in the planet of pleasure. This excerpt is from Rescuing Diana

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BotticelliSmallThat night, Diana’s mind raced with excitement. Sir Thorsby had been persuaded to agree to his sister’s plan. Herbert and John were indeed accompanying them to London. Diana could not find sleep as visions of London danced in her head. She had not been to the great city for two years. With the memory of John’s kiss on her mind, she used her fingers to caress her lady parts. Recalling the twitch of his cock against her belly pushed her over the edge. The fullness of pleasure finally allowed her to relax into slumber.

 

 

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RescuingDianaCoverThis Victorian Science Fiction story is reminiscent of those written by my idol, H. G. Wells. See if you can spot his cameo appearance. The book is available from:

Blushing Books

Amazon

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November 14, 2007

This week’s exploration into self satisfaction comes when Miss Adelaide simply cannot get enough. In The Pimlico Affair, Miss Adelaide is accused of murdering her fiancé. This story is Book Four of the Lady Detective Series and Lady Rowan gets her first opportunity to investigate a murder.

In this snippet, Edwin, the aforementioned fiancé, is being taught how to properly discipline his future wife.

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“Excellent. Now, you will surely be punishing your wife on her bare bottom, but we have adhered to necessary social modesty with this demonstration. However, we should take a moment to examine the effect of the spanking.” Before she realized his intention, he opened her drawers. He exposed her bare bottom and Edwin leaned close to observe. Adelaide clenched her cheeks tightly together to conceal what she could of her womanly secrets. “As you can see I have given her a bright pink exposure without any bruises.” She felt his fingers press and release the tension of her sore flesh. “This should be your goal. You should be very careful if you should consider that a more severe punishment is required.” He tied her drawers back together. “Now, I believe that you should give it a try.”

032-porn006With Mr. Dyson’s encouragement, Adelaide rose from her position and bent over Edwin’s lap. The entire process was repeated. If either of them had been aware of her two climaxes, they presented no sign of it.

“Very well, Miss Adelaide, you have behaved excellently this evening. You may now retire to your room,” the Reverend said, dismissing her following Edwin’s spanking of her now very sore bottom.

Wiping genuine tears from her eyes, she picked up her clothes from the floor and painfully walked to her room. Although she had already had two orgasms, she pulled her nightdress to her waist as she stroked her clit. She listened to the continuing conversation between the two men, though she could not discern their words. After the crescendo of pleasure waves crashed through her body for the third time, she relaxed and drifted off to sleep.

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As so many of my stories are, this one is based on real events in Victorian England. Purchase this book from:

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November 7, 2016

This week I have a sample from Counterfeit Confederate. This story combines  a Confederate scientist with a Union spy and results is Illicit lust.

Emily Tidwell crosses the Atlantic disguised as a Southern Belle to determine the nature of a secret weapon being developed by Confederate sympathizers in London. She finds the Confederate scientist, but has little success keeping her sore bottom protected when a counter conspiracy develops. Will she survive long enough for Lieutenant Anderson’s return? Or will she become another casualty of one of the bloodiest wars the world had ever seen?

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“Mathew,” I say as I enter the room, “the most amazing occurrence has just happened.” I proceed to relate the story of our new American guest, Emily Tidwell.

Once the experiments are set up, we retire to partake of the evening meal before continuing our work in earnest. After several hours pass and the servants retire for the night, I excuse myself and step back through the servants’ hall and into a storage closet. There I carefully open the small doorway leading to my secret passageway.  Then I climb the ladder all the way to the attic landing where I ever so quietly step onto the landing platform.

vic_lady1aI carefully open the peephole to see what Miss Emily may be doing – what she may not be wearing. To my complete astonishment she is totally nude. With surprise I watch her, as I’ve not seen a completely nude woman for many years. Emily’s entire bare body glistens with a sheen created from her sweat. Tiny droplets have formed on the tips of her dark nipples. Enthralled, I watch a bead of perspiration inch along a curved path from her shoulder down her chest and then along her breast to join the droplet already clinging to her beckoning nipple. The engorged drop hangs heavy as I long to kiss and suck the salty nectar from her teat. She is sitting at the desk writing a letter and the chair is concealing her bottom my view, but I can see her delicate bare feet as her toes caress each other under her chair.

Before I drown in my own sweat, but after my male member explodes and spills its creamy seed into the lining of my own drawers, I quickly descend the ladder back to the cellar where I cool for several minutes before returning to Mathew in the laboratory. I am forced to direct him to complete our task and record our notations alone, as, despite my having released the pressure in my cock, my mind simply will focus on nothing besides the sweet vision in my attic.

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ConterfeitConfederateSMThis story has been based on actual events. You can enjoy this book from:

Blushing Books

Amazon

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October 31, 2016

This week, I have something a little different for you from Prairie Passions by Savannah Rollins and Sterling Scott.

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Jackson crawled into the warm blanket. He watched the glow from the fire’s dying embers illuminate Rose’s face with a pink hue.

He had never seen her sleep before; she was amazingly beautiful, so relaxed and peaceful. With visions of her delicate bare bottom, her smooth skin turning pink under his hand, and her kiss upon his lips, he imagined what other secrets she held. He wished he were with her underneath that blanket.

It seems that I do love her.

He admired her soft, parted lips as she breathed in her sleep. He remembered how she had returned his kiss that night on the Shoshone River, and how the stars had reflected in her green eyes, and how soft her curly, dark brown hair had been. He relived the sensation of her sensuous, firm breasts in his hands. He had been surprised that she had not recoiled from his touch. His cock stiffened and strained to be released from his trousers as his mind replayed the way her nipples had stood ready for him. He had wanted his lips to follow his fingers and kiss those inviting nubs. He had wanted to take her back to her tent and lie with her.

d8b4d02e15f22f9af88bb601eb32fc54Watching her tender, innocent face, he imagined pushing up her nightdress as she lay on her back. Lying atop her, he would have kissed her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her chin, and finally, he would have melted his lips with hers. She would have opened her legs and he would have slipped inside. He imagined her warm wetness urging him deeper. He imagined her tight core around his…

Aahhh…” He opened his eyes and hoped that he had not really groaned out loud. He looked one more time at her sleeping face and drifted off to sleep, with fond dreams of her sure to follow…

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prairiepassionsIn Prairie Passions, Rose is grown and searching for a husband. Needless to say, her adventures lead to trouble from time to time. And, now you know what happens to girls ignore caution. They land across… Well, you get the idea.

 

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