Mardi Gras

 

Happy Mardi Gras! 

Take a trip to Storyville, New Orleans with this erotic story that partially takes place in a brothel there.

Here’s a sexy excerpt from Storyville: A Time Travel Erotic Romance:

“Where are we going?” I asked as Jan Baptise led me towards his family plot.

“We’re going to Storyville.  That’s where I live.”

“Storyville?  You mean the famous red-light district?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve read about it.  Storyville doesn’t exist anymore.  Are we going back in time?”

“Yes.  Back to 1899.”

“Wow!  This is weird, but exciting, too.”  I couldn’t believe it.  “Wow!” I said again.

“I hope you like it.”

“What do you do there in Storyville?”

“I play piano in some of the brothels.”

“Wow!  That’s where Louis Armstrong and Jelly Roll Morton got their start!”

“You know about them?”

“Yeah.  My grandfather likes jazz.”

“If you like jazz, you’ve come to the right place.”

I could hear music playing in the distance.  Before he opened the door, he said, “Are you ready to go back to 1899 with me?”

“Sure.  I’d follow you anywhere.”

He opened the door, and we went down some stairs. He opened another door and I saw a barely recognizable Basin Street.  Back then, it had railroad tracks running down the middle of the street.  

People were scurrying about wearing Victorian-era clothing.  There were two-storied stately mansions, some adorned with turrets and cupolas, lining the street.  Some of the houses had naked women hanging out of the upper floor windows trying to tempt the men on the street to come inside and join them.  There were saloons and gambling parlors.

He said, “We’re going to the Mahogany House.”

“Okay,” I answered, ready for anything.

“Have you ever heard of Lulu White?”

“No.  Who is she?”

“She runs this place,” he said as we walked up to the door of a large mansion.  “It’s a lot nicer than some of the brothels down here.  It even has a marble staircase and two parlors.”

He opened a door and I saw half-dressed women sitting in a parlor talking to men.  A pianist in the corner was playing ragtime music.

Jan led me up the marble staircase and we came to a room.  I didn’t know what surprises he had in store for me next.  It was all so thrilling!

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Sensual and Sexy Erotica

 Here's a sexy excerpt from my latest erotic romance, "Call Me: A Christmas Erotic Romance"

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Here's the rest of the excerpt:

"They came inside her bedroom, and she lit a candle and turned off the light.

He sat on her bed and leaned against the headboard while watching and waiting for her.

She struggled to take off her dress and asked, “Would you please unzip it for me?”

He stood and walked over to her. “I’d be happy to.”

Turning her back to him, she lifted her hair with both hands, baring her neck.

With hands trembling with desire, he fumbled with the zipper until he finally drew it all the way down. 

She stepped out of her dress and was completely naked except for a long pearl necklace that dangled enticingly over her breasts. “Shall I leave these on?” she asked.

He gasped upon seeing her and told her, “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

“Thank you. Do you want me to take off my necklace?"

“No. Keep it on. You look lovely and sexy wearing it.”

“I’m glad you think so.”

“I really do.” He admired her rosy-colored nipples and the fullness of her breasts. Exhaling deeply, he then told her, “You look better than I even imagined. And that’s saying a lot.”

“Come to bed,” she told him and took his hand.

They sat against the headboard together and he admired her breasts and caressed them passionately.

She sat on top of him, leaned her hands against the headboard, and put both her breasts at his eye level. He rubbed his face between them and kissed and sucked on her nipples until she told him, “Why don’t you take off your pants?”

“Sure.”

She sat back against the headboard to watch and once he took off his pants, she admired the view of his erection tenting the fabric of his boxer shorts."

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Christmas Holiday Romance

 

Call Me: A Christmas Erotic Romance 

What are you reading over the Christmas holidays? 

Why not read this erotic romance about a phone sex operator who falls in love with one of her customers?   

She has another man in her life--a handsome and rich suitor who asks her to marry him. 

Which man rocks her world?

Who does she want to spend the rest of her life with?

You'll have to read this delightful and sexy romantic story to find out.

Only 99 cents. 

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High School Reunion

 

High School Reunion 

People often ask me where I get the ideas for the male characters in the erotic romances that I write.  Do I write from experience? Do I know these sexy men?  Well...the short answer is, "Kinda".

The story that most represents my life and experience is High School Reunion. This romance is loosely based on my courtship with my husband.  I knew him in high school, but I was too immature to pick up on the signals he was sending at the time when he gave me a romantic poem that he'd written about me on the last day of school. I was an idiot and put him off for a while but am so glad that he gave me a second chance later. 

The male protagonist in my story High School Reunion is a musician and writer, like my husband.  He's a Ginger with freckles and long legs that seem to go on forever.  The mystery in my erotic romance is whether he will show up at their reunion ten years after they graduated.  Is it too late for them?  Or will they get a second chance at love?

Here are some 5 Star Reviews for this Erotic Romance:

Five Stars: “I enjoyed reading High School Reunion. It’s that second chance you might have dreamed about. It’s about giving romance the chance that should have happened a long time ago. It’s about going out on a limb to try to get what you want, now that you have experience being an adult. Give this one a read if you've ever wondered, "What if?"

Five Stars: “There's always that one from your last that you wonder what if...

That basically is this story. Danielle has been wondering and attending her high school reunion for years with the hope of seeing Randy, The one that loved her but she let get away.

"The heat that comes from the short story was unexpected and hot.”

Only 99 cents.

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Noir Mystery

 Chaneling Bogart and Bacall 

Here's a fun teaser for my noir mystery, Taken In.

Do you like the chemistry between Bogart and Bacall in classic 

hard-boiled detective films?

Are you a fan of Noir Mysteries such as Nightmare Alley?

If so, check out my BDSM noir mystery "Taken In."

Here's what it's about:

50 Shades of Grey meets Film Noir in this erotic mystery about a handsome homicide detective who is at the top of his game until he investigates the murder of a man found tied to a chair and shot in an upscale neighborhood in Charleston. The prime suspect is the man's wife. The problem is--the detective ends up falling under her spell. Will she take him down with her? Find out in Taken In. 

A Noir Mystery for adults only.

Here's an excerpt: 

In the afterglow, she looked over at the detective she had earlier handcuffed to a chair when they were having sex.

She walked over to her purse and pulled out a cigarette, lit it, then brought the ashtray to his bed where she sat up against the headboard and blew a few smoke rings.

When the Coltraine song ended, she slyly smiled and told him, “You know, Detective, I’m really going to miss this.”

Suspicious, he asked, “What do you mean you’re going to miss this?” 

She didn’t answer and gathered her clothes.

“Jessica,” he repeated with growing anger. “What did you mean?”

She slowly put on her strappy sandals.

He repeated, “Jessica, what’s going on?”

After dressing, she reached into her handbag, pulled out a compact, reapplied her cherry red lipstick, then enunciating each word slowly said, “Detective Harrison, you are very lucky that I like you.” 

She winked at him, walked over, and kissed the top of his head.

He glared at her.  "What game are you playing at now?" 

She headed towards the door.

"Jessica! Get me out of this chair!"

He tried to break free from the chair without success.  “Get the hell back here right now!” he screamed as she disappeared into the night, leaving him alone with his anger and vowing to get even with her.

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Ghost Story

 

Do you believe in ghosts?

My main character in Storyville: A Time Travel Erotic Romance falls in love with one. 

In my erotic romance, my female main character lives across the street from the St. Louis Cemetery where, one night, she hears ragtime music coming from the cemetery and sees transparent figures dancing in the moonlight. She can’t resist following the music, and what ensues is her meeting and falling in love with an alluring Creole piano player from the past who introduces her to the enticing times of Storyville, New Orleans’ 19th-century red-light district.

I love New Orleans and have visited there many times. I admire the French Quarter’s unique architecture, the rich history of jazz musicians who played and still play there, and the atmosphere of the city’s creepy yet beautiful cemeteries. 

I think it would be so interesting to be able to go back in time and listen to all the great musicians who played in the brothels of Storyville. It was there where brilliant pianist Jelly Roll Morton got his start and a young Louis Armstrong earned money by hauling coal to the brothels when he wasn’t playing the coronet in their parlors. 

When I wrote Storyville: A Time Travel Erotic Romance, I had Jelly Roll Morton in mind when I created the male main character, a sexy Creole man who lived in the late 1890s and played in one of Storyville’s brothels. 

Here are some 5-star reviews for my story:

"A wonderfully atmospheric erotic romance. As a lover of all things New Orleans, it was hard to ignore this one. It’s the story of a young woman's introduction to the heady times of Storyville with help from a unique guide (no spoiler here!) who lovingly shows her the magic of years gone by."

"A well written and heartwarming ghost story, truly romantic and also quite erotic.”

"It's the sort of story I can see coming back to time and again and enjoying it each time.”

"I must be Maggie May's biggest fan.  Her stories are so well-written it feels like you are in the scene with the characters! Storyville is a ghostly tale which explores many aspects of supernatural sexuality and is fast-paced and fun to read."

“Their love for each other is felt immediately. He helps Roxy adjust to life in the Quarter as well as in his life. He teaches her things about herself and shows her how by letting go the impossible can happen. I really liked how the author describes their time together, the love scenes are explicit and very well-written.”

Would you like to read Storyville: A Time Travel Erotic Romance?

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Mardi Gras

 Today is Mardi Gras and I do love New Orleans.  I’ve been to the city many times over the years and was inspired to write this time travel erotic romance that partly takes place in the 19th-century brothels there.

Here’s an excerpt:

“Where are we going?” I asked as Jan Baptise led me towards his family plot.

“We’re going to Storyville.  That’s where I live.”

“Storyville?  You mean the famous red-light district?”

“Yes.”

“I’ve read about it.  Storyville doesn’t exist anymore.  Are we going back in time?”

“Yes.  Back to 1899.”

“Wow!  This is weird, but exciting, too.”  I couldn’t believe it.  “Wow!” I said again.

“I hope you like it.”

“What do you do there in Storyville?”

“I play piano in some of the brothels.”

“Wow!  That’s where Louis Armstrong and Jelly Roll Morton got their start!”

“You know about them?”

“Yeah.  My grandfather likes jazz.”

“If you like jazz, you’ve come to the right place.”

I could hear music playing in the distance.  Before he opened the door, he said, “Are you ready to go back to 1899 with me?”

“Sure.  I’d follow you anywhere.”

He opened the door, and we went down some stairs. He opened another door and I saw a barely recognizable Basin Street.  Back then, it had railroad tracks running down the middle of the street.  People were scurrying about wearing Victorian-era clothing.  There were two-storied stately mansions, some adorned with turrets and cupolas, lining the street.  Some of the houses had naked women hanging out of the upper floor windows trying to tempt the men on the street to come inside and join them.  There were saloons and gambling parlors.

He said, “We’re going to the Mahogany House.”

“Okay,” I answered, ready for anything.

“Have you ever heard of Lulu White?”

“No.  Who is she?”

“She runs this place,” he said as we walked up to the door of a large mansion.  “It’s a lot nicer than some of the brothels down here.  It even has a marble staircase and two parlors.”

He opened a door and I saw half-dressed women sitting in a parlor talking to men.  A pianist in the corner was playing ragtime music.

Jan led me up the marble staircase and we came to a room.  I didn’t know what surprises he had in store for me next.  It was all so thrilling!

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Want to read more? Here’s where you can get the entire story. It’s only 99 cents and is available at the major online bookstores:

Amazon Link:

https://amzn.to/3K4dhSA