Wednesday, December 28, 2016

High School Reunion: An Erotic Romance

Here's a sexy excerpt from my new erotic romance, High School Reunion:


He starts taking off his clothes while she sits on the edge of the tub watching.  As he removes his shirt, she admires his broad shoulders and slim waist.  His chest is well-defined and muscular and he wears dog tags from the time he spent in Afghanistan.  His legs are very long and lean and she judges that he must be six foot two. His cock is rock hard and dying to be touched.  She steps into the bath, trying to hide her butt that is red from being spanked earlier by the sexy British man on the beach. Randy follows her into the tub and sits in back of her.  He pulls her close to him so that she can feel his hard-on pressing against her back.  He takes some soap and lathers up her big breasts.  He kisses her neck as he does it.  “You feel so good,” he tells her.  “I could do this for hours.”  They spend the next ten minutes touching and exploring each other until the bath water gets cold.


Saturday, October 29, 2016

Two Fun New Orleans' Ghost Stories: One Rated PG and One Rated XXX

It's almost time for Halloween.  Do you believe in ghosts?  Do you love New Orleans?  I certainly do and have visited this hauntingly beautiful and romantic city many times.  The city has a rich history of ghosts dwelling in the French Quarter; so much so that guides even offer ghosts tours. Here are two very different ghost stories that take place in New Orleans and Louisiana.  I think you'll enjoy both.  Here's a warning:  the second one is naughty; but the first one is nice.

  I'll start with the PG-Rated one.


The Ghost in the Plantation:
A Nancy Keene Mystery
by Louise Hathaway

Do you like Nancy Drew? Do you like New Orleans? If so, you will enjoy this humorous and PG-rated story about a teenage sleuth that especially targets women baby boomers who grew up reading and loving the Nancy Drew series. Nancy Keene, the teenage sleuth in this story, goes on vacation with her father and friends to the French Quarter. What starts out as a sight-seeing trip changes into a murder/mystery when a docent at Oak Alley Plantation is murdered while they are there. Part travelogue, part ghost story, this book mixes voodoo, ghosts, and bayous into a spicy gumbo of a whodunit.
Next, is the XXX-rated one.


Storyville: A Time-Travel
Erotic Romance
by Maggie May

This time-travel erotic romance stars nineteen-year-old Roxie, a California girl who moves to New Orleans to start her life anew. Her apartment is on Basin Street, across from the famed St. Louis Cemetery, where one night she hears ragtime music emanating from inside. When she follows the music, she meets and falls madly in love with a sexy Creole man who transports her back to the days of Storyville, a red light district where he plays piano in brothels. He takes her to erotic worlds she never imagined, and suggests sexual experiences that test her. Will she go along with what he has to teach her? Will she overcome her jealousy and accept whatever he proposes? Because of its sexually explicit language, this book is for those 18 and older.

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Book Excerpt from Sense and Sexuality: A Modern Austen Variation


Are there any Jane Austen fans out there? If so, can you imagine Sense and Sensibility as erotica? What if the two Dashwood sisters were American and lived in modern-day Southern California? If you're still interested, here's an excerpt from my erotic romantic comedy, “Sense and Sexuality: An Erotic Austen Variation”. In the following scene, the two teenage sisters go to a masquerade party in the Hollywood Hills. Elinor, usually prim and proper, is dressed as Cat Woman and her sensual younger sister, as Scarlett O'Hara. It gives both girls an opportunity to do some role playing and step out of character. When they arrive at the party, they walk up the stone steps and knock on the door. A woman who is completely naked except for five-inch stiletto heels, an owl mask, and a dog collar around her neck answers. She is dragging a leash, like a dog who’s run away from its master. She sees how Elinor is dressed and says, “Oh, Cat Woman. You look positively yummy. You may hold my leash.” Elinor looks at her sister hoping for encouragement, but Marianne shrugs her shoulders as if to says, “The ball’s in your court, sister.” Elinor takes the leash and leads owl lady inside. They wander out to the pool where a band is playing songs from the 80s. Some people have shed their masks and clothes and are skinny-dipping. In the hot tub, a naked woman sits on top of a man with her boobs in his face while he plays with them. Both girls are shocked by all the nudity; yet they can’t look away. They’re glad when the band takes a break and they can talk to each other. Marianne says, “This party is really wild. Mamma would be so mad at us for coming here.” Both are relieved when they see the actor who played Mr. Darcy approach. He recognizes Marianne and wants to ask her where her sister is. “Marianne,” he says. “Lovely to see you.” He kisses both cheeks. “Likewise,” she tells him. “I like your wet ruffled shirt. Were you swimming with your shirt on?” “Johnny Depp threw me into the pool and my shirt hasn’t dried yet. Where's your sister?” “You’re standing right next to her,” Marianne proclaims and gestures over to her sister. He looks at the owl lady and dismisses her; then looks intently at Cat Woman. “Elinor, can it really be you?” Fully in character, she answers, “Yes! You're catnip to a girl like me. Handsome and to die for.” He laughs and claps his hands together. “I love it! You look amazing.” She answers, “I love your hair all wet and sexy-wild like that,” and strokes his hair with her long Cat Woman claws. Marianne can no longer keep quiet and says, “Great balls of fire. I’m going to go look for some food and leave you two love birds alone.” “Love birds?” Cat Woman asks. “He’s attractive, but not that attractive.” Darcy laughs and says to Cat Woman, “I get the feeling you’re mad at me about something.” Elinor loves “Pride and Prejudice” and has a bone to pick with Darcy about the way he treated her heroine, Elizabeth Bennet. She tells him, “I didn’t appreciate the way you treated poor Elizabeth.” “Oh, Cat Woman. Come on. You must know how ardently I admired and loved her.” “You sure didn’t act like it. I’ve never seen such a stuffed shirt. You wouldn’t even dance with her when you first met. You said, ‘She is tolerable, but not handsome enough to tempt me’.” “I admit: I didn’t have a good first impression of her.” “Liar,” she hisses. “It wasn’t just a first impression. You had your nose up in their air throughout the whole book. You didn’t think her family was good enough for you and your wimpy friend Bingley.” “I was bad. I admit it. I think you might have to punish me.” She wraps her whip around his neck and says, “Meow! Now you’re talking.” ******* Would you like to read what happens next? It’s available for $1.99 at the following retailers:


Tuesday, October 18, 2016

A Sexy Ghost Story



Just in time for Halloween, here's an excerpt from my erotic romance about a modern-day California girl who moves to New Orleans and falls in love with a ghost who had once been a Creole musician who played in the brothels of Storyville at the end of the 1800s:

We kissed some more and he laid me down on the floor.  He knew how much I loved oral sex, so he went right to the business at hand.  I was almost on the cusp of an orgasm to begin with before he started licking my pussy.  By the time his tongue made a few rotations, I was a goner in about 5 seconds.  Way too fast, I know. But I didn’t care.  There will be others times together.  Won’t there?
He helped me off the floor and we sat on the sofa together.  “Jan,” I asked him, “remember when you said that someday you would play the piano for me?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“I have a piano,” I said, pointing across the room to it.
“Do you play?” he asked.
“A little.  Luckily, this apartment came completely furnished, including a piano.”
He walked over to it, sat on the bench, and told me, “I’ve written a song about you.”
“Really?  How wonderful!  What’s it called?”
“My Forever Love.”
“Oh, Jan.  How romantic.  Please play it for me.”
Before he started playing, I said, “Wait!  I want to record this so that I can savor it always.”  I propped my iPhone up with a book on my coffee table and hit “Record”.  Then, I looked intently at Jan sitting on the piano bench.  “Okay.  Play,” I directed him.
The notes he played were beautiful.  He was a wonderful musician and sounded a lot like Jelly Roll Morton. The song was slow, haunting, and sexy.  At first, I thought it was an instrumental, but half-way through, he added words.  His voice was low and sensuous and his words were heartbreaking: “She looked like something I wanted, but may be too fragile to touch.”
By the time it was over, tears were streaming down my cheeks.
He left the piano bench and came to me.  “Please don’t cry,” he told me and put his arm around me.
I nestled against him and said, “Please don’t go back to the cemetery tonight.  Don’t ever go back there again. Spend the night here.  I want to wake up in your arms.”
“I wish it was that simple.”
“But it is.  Just stay here.  We can live together like regular couples do.  We’ll cook breakfast, read the newspaper, walk in the park.  Doesn’t that sound lovely?”
“It really does, my love.  Who knows what will happen?  Maybe we’re shaking our fists at the gods right now.  You know, disrupting their plans for us.”
“Fuck them!” I boldly said.
He laughed and repeated what I said, “Yeah!  Fuck them!” 
“I almost expect to be struck down by a bolt of lightning right now,” I told him.
“I know,” he said and laughed.
I led him to my bedroom.  “Make yourself at home,” I told him as I went off to brush my teeth and take off my makeup. I was determined to live like regular couples do.  I put on my “Hello Kitty” nightgown and climbed into bed next to him.
“I love your nightie,” he said.  “Very sexy.”
“Are you making fun of me?” I asked.
“No.  Not at all.  I do love it.  I’m glad you feel cozy with me.  We’ll lie here like an old married couple, give each other a short peck on the cheek, settle in to a spoon position, and drift off to dreamland together. 
I snuggled up next to him and fell asleep instantly.

Would you like to read what happens next?


Storyville: A Time-Travel Erotic Romance 
by Maggie May
Available for $1.99 at the following online bookstores:





Saturday, October 15, 2016

New Orleans' Erotica

I started writing fiction when I was 16.  Here's what I looked like then:

  
At that age, my dream was to become either a can-can dancer at the Golden Horseshoe Review at Disneyland or be a dance-hall floozy on Gunsmoke.  High aspirations, indeed. When I was in my mid-twenties, I visited New Orleans for the first time and fell in love with the city.  I was fascinated by the history of Storyville, the famous red-light district at the turn of the 19th century.  I loved the history of the jazz musicians who played at the brothels there.  My eBook “Storyville: A Time Travel Erotic Romance” is loosely based upon the life of one of my favorite New Orleans’ musicians Jelly Roll Morton, a Creole piano player who got his start playing in the bordellos of Storyville.  


Available for $1.99
at Amazon, iTunes, Barnes and Noble
Google Play, Smashwords and Kobo

Saturday, September 24, 2016

New Orleans Time-Travel Erotic Romance





This time-travel erotic romance stars nineteen-year-old Roxie, a California girl who moves to New Orleans to start her life anew. Her apartment is on Basin Street, across from the famed St. Louis Cemetery, where one night she hears ragtime music emanating from inside. When she follows the music, she meets and falls madly in love with a sexy Creole man who transports her back to the days of Storyville, a red light district where he plays piano in brothels. He takes her to erotic worlds she never imagined, and suggests sexual experiences that test her. Will she go along with what he has to teach her? Will she overcome her jealousy and accept whatever he proposes? Because of its sexually explicit language, this book is for those 18 and older.

eBook available for $1.99 at
Amazon, iTunes, Barnes and Noble,
Google Play, Smashwords, and Kobo

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Sense and Sensibility as Erotica



Jane Austen with Zombies?  Jane Austen as erotica?  What's the world coming to?  What would Jane say?  We will never know the answer, but it's fun to imagine.  I think that Marianne in Sense and Sensibility is one of the most sensual characters Austen ever created, if we don't count Lydia, that blatant slut in the Pride and Prejudice.  Marianne is guided by her emotions and tends to get carried away, especially when it comes to love.  She is so obsessed with romance and feelings, that I can envision her "going all the way" with bad boy, Willoughby.  

My modern-day Austen variation is a romantic comedy about Marianne's sexual awakening.  In the first scenes of Austen's book, we find Marianne drenched in a rain storm when she first meets dashing Willoughby, who comes to her rescue after she's fallen and twisted her ankle.  I take it a step further by having her leave the house and not only forgetting an umbrella, despite warnings that it's going to rain, but also forgetting to wear a bra under her thin cotton blouse.  By the time Willoughby sees her, she's so soaking wet that she could win a wet t shirt contest at a sleazy bar. She is very well-endowed, a fact that Willoughly can't help but notice.  No wonder he gets so much enjoyment reading, upon her request, the very sexy poem "I Sing the Body Electric" by Walt Whitman.

She tries to keep her feelings in check, but with each time she sees him, her powers of resistance break down, especially after he accuses her of being afraid of sex.

Her eroticism has a playful side when she and her sister Elinor attend a masquerade party in the Hollywood Hills.  She dresses up like a flirty and naughty Scarlett O'Hara and walks in a scene of two men masturbating over a tied up woman.  A sexy cop at the party ends her handcuffing her when she won't behave herself.  Her sister, Elinor, who's usually so judgmental and prudent, shows up at the party dressed as Cat Woman. A movie star famous for his role as Mr. Darcy takes a shine to her and we see a whole new side of her also. Her inhibitions go right out the window, and Marianne discovers her older sister sitting on Darcy's lap, wrapping her Cat Woman whip around his neck and making wickedly playful sexual innuendos.  When Marianne comes back home from the party, she looks at her naked body and .... I won't tell you....You have to read the book.  It only costs $1.99.







Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Sugar Daddy



Did you ever live in an apartment complex that had a communal hot tub? I did and that's the story-behind-the-story of this erotic tale. I also based it upon my younger sister coming over at my apartment wearing a very revealing crocheted bikini that she was afraid to get wet in the Jacuzzi. Toss in a sexy older husband who catches his wife referring to him as her "Sugar Daddy" as she is flirting with the other guys in the spa and you have the autobiographical makings of this story about how the husband teaches his younger wife a lesson she'll never forget. It's only 99 cents.


Sunday, July 3, 2016

Jane Austen As Erotica



Can you imagine an erotic retelling of Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility? If so, conjure up the idea of sensual Marianne and her older sister Elinor attending a masquerade party at the home of a movie star famous for his role as Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice. With Marianne dressed as Scarlett O'Hara and Elinor as Cat Woman, what will happen when the two teenagers lose their inhibitions? All characters are 18 years and older. Adults only. $1.99

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Sugar Daddy


Available as an eBook for 99 cents

Let's here it for sexy marriages. In this playful and wickedly humorous erotic romance, find out what happens when a handsome 50-year-old husband catches his sexy 25-year-old wife flirting with the guys in their condos’ communal Jacuzzi. He has a special treat waiting for her when she comes home: something that will teach her an important lesson she’ll never forget.