Wet and Wild–2nd Edition is Avalable Now

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When two best buds seek revenge on an old high school rival, wet and wild hardly describes the wicked day Patricia, Davida and Lisa have at a water park.

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Born on the same day and in the same maternity ward, Patricia and Davida have been friends since the cradle. Theirs is a rock-solid friendship up until high school, when one pretty, hot and tempting Lisa “Diva” cheerleader gets between them with her relentless flirting and vicious lies. Their bond at the umbilical cord is severed, but not for long.

Ten years later, Patricia and Davida meet Lisa again. This time, revenge and salacious sex of the wet and wild kind might just put their past to rest.

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Excerpt:
. . . I was tempted to reach Davida and call off the prank, but I got so involved watching Lisa soap up, the moment passed. When she washed my back, I nearly drowned in desire. I prayed she couldn’t detect how her actions had turned me on. Sharing a narrow stream of water that had to be restarted every couple of seconds meant standing real close. The delicious sensations racing through my body . . . reduced me to a trembling wreck.
At first, I didn’t notice we had company. When I moved my face out from under the water and turned, Davida was there, buck-naked. She had Lisa in a hold, stealing her breath away in a fierce, almost mean-spirited kiss that left Lisa visibly shaken, but obviously aroused. Her nipples and goose flesh were a dead giveaway.

Start the weekend off with a new haircut…

…courtesy of a New ‘Nude’ Neighbor.
With a looming deadline to complete her doctoral thesis too close for comfort, the last thing Dane needs is one more distraction. When a sexy woman rings her bell and claims to be her new neighbor, all thoughts of cerebral pursuits fly right out of Dane’s head and settle directly in her crotch.
New 'Nude' Neighbors
Excerpt:

As luck would have it, rejuvenated creativity and the erotic theme of a classic text started my juices flowing, especially after reading a saucy scene about kissing, perfume, and breasts, and yes, I could really get into that. All at once, my head cleared. Everything made perfect sense. I had begun to expand upon ideas and tie up loose ends–my fingers flying over the keyboard–when the doorbell rang.
“Now what?”
I stood up abruptly and this time the chair shot across the floor. Luckily, the wheels caught in the shag pile throw rug before the seat reached the wall, or worse, knocked over my extensive DVD collection.
In rapid succession, the doorbell sounded twice more. Our fearless Maltese-Yorkies, Romeo and Juliette, barked their furry white heads off and got underfoot, adding to my frustration. In a huff, I inadvertently stepped on Juliette’s tail.
“Sorry, Jules,” I muttered and yanked the door open, still cursing, prepared to send the intruder away, but I caught my breath in midair instead. I choked and sputtered as if I’d inhaled a bumblebee.
“Howdy there, neighbor.” She offered a delicate, well-manicured hand.
“I’m Lexi.” Her painted fingernails matched the pink shade of her lipstick both complimenting her ivory complexion and the long blonde hair that cascaded past her waist and brushed her backside. I opened the door wider, gently shooed the dogs back, and stepped out onto the porch. The sun, well into its descent towards the horizon, provided the perfect backdrop for her exquisite beauty.
“Dane,” I managed. The scripted pink letters across the front of her sheer, white belly shirt drew my gaze to her cleavage. I hoped my lips hadn’t formed the word wow, gazing at a deep vee neckline showing enough of her voluptuous breasts to whet my appetite. It was difficult, but I made a conscious effort to put my tongue back inside my mouth.

BEST FRIENDS DON’T FUCK is back by popular demand

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Cate has vacationed in the tropics with her best friend, Joy, for years. Much to her dismay, she finds her sex-crazed-self wanting more than a perfect travel companion or a quick romp, except Joy is off-limits. How will Cate avoid erupting like a volcano if Joy ignores her advances?

Cate and Joy are best friends, business partners, and travel buddies. Everything is perfect…a lush tropical island, white sandy beaches, a sparkling swimming pool and a cozy bedroom…until Cate finds herself suffering from acute sexual frustration. Joy fights the inevitable and avoids taking their friendship to the next level. After all, according to Joy, best friends don’t fuck and there’s too much to lose if it doesn’t work out. Would you take the plunge?

Excerpt:
“What do you mean you gave away our room?” Joy demanded.
“I’m sorry, Miss. It was an oversight.” The clerk didn’t look all that sorry. Joy looked like she was about to rearrange his meek face. I saw the pulse in her neck beat in sync with my heart.
“Well, you’d better check again because we were confirmed.”
“I have one room left.” He glanced up from the screen. “But it has only one king- sized bed.”
“We’ll take it,” I said, pushing Joy out of the way with my hip. I took our keys while her stare bored through my head. “We’re adults. Surely, we can manage to share a bed without touching.”
Joy looked as skeptical as I felt, but she silently agreed, and we went to get settled.
“You’d better keep to your side, Cate.” Joy dumped her duffle bag on the bed, choosing the right. “And no parading around here in your underwear or naked. Deal?”
“Sure thing, boss.” I flashed a toothy grin. “Anything else?”
“Yeah. No eating in bed.”
“I guess sex is out then, too.”
She threw a ball of socks and hit me squarely on the jaw. I cracked up and beat her to the bathroom. We took turns changing into swimsuits and headed out for fun in the sun. Joy complained about lathering sunscreen on my back, but her massage affected me to the tips of my toes in a sweet torture that collected in my clit.
The hotel pool had waterslides, underwater bars, and even an aquarium. As I watched Joy swim laps, I fell deeper in love. We spent the day parasailing and alternating between snorkeling in the surf and swimming in the pool.
That night, we retired to our room and undressed for bed. Joy wore sweats and I thought she’d die of heat frustration. I didn’t sleep a wink with her near enough for me to tell she couldn’t sleep either. Counting her breaths didn’t help lull me. I fought the urge to tackle her as she lay at the very edge of the mattress. Less than an inch and she’d be on the floor.
“Well, goodnight then.” Her voice was thick and huskier than usual.
“Night, Joy. Sleep tight.”

The Next Big Thing – A Blog Hop Post

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

The Next Big Thing – A Blog Hop Post

As part of ‘The Next Big Thing Blog Hop,’ I was tagged by the talented author and magnanimous spokesperson for gay rights, J. E. Knowles http://jeknowles.blogspot.com/, whose admirable work not only entertains but sends a message. Ms. Knowles is a tough act to follow, but I’ll do my best. The purpose of this hop is to expose you to writers who perhaps you haven’t heard of, and their work whether a new release or a Work in Progress (WIP).  This is week 21.

According to the rules of the hop, I will be answering the same questions as every other blog hopper (and I’ll try hard not to bounce around too much 😉 about either my newest releases or my WIP. At the bottom of the post I’ve listed authors who will do the same thing in their blogs next Wednesday.

Okay – let’s get this party started!

What is the working title of your book? Since Attractions of the Heart won the Golden Crown Literary Award for lesbian erotica, I’ve been assembling published stories for the second anthology in the series, tentatively titled, Attractions of Another Kind. Some of my latest work, for instance, Steam, can be uploaded at http://www.amazon.com/Cheri-Crystal/e/B002VG3738. I hope you’ll check it out, indulge yourself and come back for more. I find there are two kinds of readers of short erotic stories, those who want to read them on e-readers in single gulps, and those who want a print book they can keep on the bedside table. I offer both options to keep every taste satisfied.

Where did the idea come from for the book? It’s a long story, but I’ll try to be brief. Little did I know way back when I began reading, reviewing, and ultimately, writing LGBT fiction, that my voracious appetite to live vicariously through my characters would someday result in real life changes. Mainly the idea for both books and the inspiration for many of my short stories came from conversations I had with fellow authors and readers, particularly my very best friend who is now my wife. We tied the knot this past August 31, 2012 and I could not have come this far without her love and support. It helps that she often reels me in when I go off on too many tangents. Don’t tell her I told you 😉

I’ve written dozens of short stories and even a couple of (unpublished WIP) novels. Each time an idea pops into my head, I simply have to run with it. For example, I wrote Going Fishing after all the women who attended Women’s Week in Ptown bragged on the literary lists about being there while I was at home reading about their great adventures. Talk about feeling left out! Going Fishing helped dispel the jealousy, especially after it was published in several editions. The idea for Steam came from a friend after a workout at the gym. We often meet for cappuccinos and a chat afterwards. He shared a story about a tryst he had with a really hot woman who had her way with him aboard the legendary Southwest Devon Railway. I asked if I could use the idea for my next story and he gave me his blessing. I lesbianized his tale and took quite a few other liberties. My wife shot the cover photo and we plan to take a trip as soon as we can.

What genre does your book fall under? Erotic Lesbian Romance.

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition? Would it be too cliché to say Jodie Foster and Sandra Bullock? Or Angie Harmon and Sasha Alexander? How about Lucy Lawless and Renée O’Connor? Okay, I’m getting carried away now. Still, who wouldn’t want to watch Portia de Rossi and say Kristanna Loken? The actress who played Katniss Everdeen in The Hunger Games, Jennifer Lawrence, is hot. Angelina Jolie and Kate Mulgrew, have done their share, and I love Anne Hathaway, Jennifer Garner, Jessica Biel and Helen Hunt. For my story, Help Wanted, Clitoris Missing in Action, I would probably cast Meryl Streep or Bette Midler, yes, Bette since it’s a comic story about a woman who thinks she’s lost her libido but inadvertently finds it, thank GOD! There’s no shortage of talented actresses who could play the parts in my stories. Endless I tell you J


What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? Steam is the first in a series of daring sexual adventures between Gwen and her lover as they travel through Europe.

What is the longer synopsis of your book?
The main characters have decided to spend their anniversary in the Southwest part of the United Kingdom. The narrator, who remains nameless in this story, suggests that she and her partner Gwen have already had sex in every room of their house and other assorted places, so why not try it aboard a “Steam” engine. Here’s the excerpt:

After we manage to walk away from the enthusiastic volunteer without appearing rude, I whisper, “I’m so freaking horny I could hump a lamppost right now.”
“I hear you,” Gwen sighs. “We have to figure out a way to do it on board despite the crowd. You claimed you wouldn’t chicken out. Am I right?”
“Not on your life.”
A group of rugged women glance in our direction. I nudge Gwen’s shoulder and point my chin in their general direction. “You think they’re—”
“Lesbians?”
“Shhh, not so loud,” I warn.
“What do you think?”
“Definitely, but I’m afraid they’ll know what we’re up to if we head to the toilet together.”
“So what?”
“So, it’ll be embarrassing.”
“We could invite them to join in,” Gwen says, although I know damn well she’d never share. I swat her just the same and she pulls me in for a hug and a kiss on the forehead. A sandy-haired woman quirks her eyebrow seconds before leaning in to share some secret with her dark-haired partner.
I begin to sweat.

“Please let’s not be in their car, please.”
“Don’t be a spoil sport. If they are it’ll just pump up the “Steam” in our little tryst.”

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
Since the rights of all my work have reverted back to me, I’ve been working hard at revising and self-publishing old and new stories on Amazon Kindle Direct. I have plans to re-release Attractions of the Heart and then Attractions of Another Kind as eBooks and print on demand.

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? I often whiz through the first draft of a story (a short story can take anywhere from a day to a few days not counting the time spent revising). It took about two months to write each of my novels (both WIP), but the revisions often add weeks or months to a project.

Who or What inspired you to write this book? My early stories came from deep within—a place I didn’t know existed where I could envision falling in love with a woman and making love to her. I wrote all the stories of Attractions of the Heart before I even kissed a woman. I was married to a man for 21 years and it hadn’t occurred to me that same-sex attraction was in my cards. In fact, I maintained a happy hetero existence while supporting gay rights and getting our lesbian stories out in the mainstream. The first time I fell in love with a woman, I had no idea what to do with this new phenomenon. It didn’t fit in with the scheme of my family life. I had a husband and children and a life I built here in New York. I wrote, “The Biggest Flirt This Side of the Internet” later changed to “Debut” because I was madly, deeply and completely in love with an author I was about to meet for the first time at the Lambda Literary Awards. Nothing ever became of my infatuation, but I continued to write obsessively. It was a dare on a literary list that introduced my wife and me. I wrote, “Reading In A Public Place” later titled, “Mile High Dare” after she dared me to do an author’s challenge. The rest is history. There has always been some spark or another that prompted me to write a particular story. I am not unlike most other authors. I put a part of myself in each and every sentence even if it is all FICTION. Yes, folks, fiction, but alas, hidden truths often lurk between the sheets. I had a very dear friend, may he rest in peace, who commented that reading Attractions of the Heart sounded like there was an element of my true feelings in every story. I guess he was right.

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest? I write from the heart. I try to tell an engaging story and I hope the reader likes my characters as much as I do. While I am best known for my erotica, I promise that I put plenty of romance in too. I try to avoid Plot, What Plot (PWP) and my greatest desire is to continue to make people smile, blush, think, act, laugh, and just be happy, horny and healthy. Thank you for taking the time to read this. One more suggestion I like to dole out if I may, to cure what ails you, just have two orgasms and call me in the morning, LOL.

Next Wednesday check out the Next Big Thing from the prolific, award-winning author, SX Meagher http://briskpress.blogspot.com/. Once you start reading her work, you’ll never want to stop. Luckily for us she keeps on writing.

If you’re a fellow writer and would like to participate in this Blog Hop, please reach out to SX Meagher and let her know! The more the merrier ♥ Carsen Taite has agreed to play too! Her novels should not be missed either. Go to http://lesbianauthors.wordpress.com and http://www.youtube.com/carsentaite to find out the scoop on Carsen.

Huge thanks to J. E. Knowles for tagging me and to everyone for reading. I hope you enjoy my tales of lesbian lust and love and come back for more.

Cheri Crystal
www.chericrystal.com

PUT SOME STEAM IN YOUR LOVE LIFE–ORDER STEAM TODAY!

STEAM

What would you do to keep the spice in your sex life? After eighteen years of being with Gwen, I came up with a great idea that involved me, her and a historic steam engine ride on the South Devon Railway in the United Kingdom.

STEAM is the story of an enduring relationship between an outgoing Global History teacher and her reticent Government worker lover taken to a whole new level. Come aboard and help celebrate their love and lust and get a potent dose of each.

EXCERPT:
After we manage to walk away from the enthusiastic volunteer without appearing rude, I whisper, “I’m so freaking horny I could hump a lamppost right now.”
“I hear you,” Gwen sighs. “We have to figure out a way to do it on board despite the crowd. You claimed you wouldn’t chicken out. Am I right?”
“Not on your life.”
A group of rugged women glance in our direction. I nudge Gwen’s shoulder and point my chin in their general direction. “You think they’re—”
“Lesbians?”
“Shhh, not so loud,” I warn.
“What do you think?”
“Definitely, but I’m afraid they’ll know what we’re up to if we head to the toilet together.”
“So what?”
“So, it’ll be embarrassing.”
“We could invite them to join in,” Gwen says, although I know damn well she’d never share. I swat her just the same and she pulls me in for a hug and a kiss on the forehead. A sandy-haired woman quirks her eyebrow seconds before leaning in to share some secret with her dark-haired partner.
I begin to sweat. “Please let’s not be in their car, please.”
“Don’t be a spoil sport. If they are it’ll just pump up the steam in our little tryst.”

CAMPUS CRAZE HAS A NEW LOOK

Campus Craze

ABOUT THE BOOK “Campus Craze” is a short tale of lesbian lust for anyone in need of a potent dose of sensual pleasure. It contains a sexual theme, explicit sex and is for adults only. Must be 18 to purchase.

Stacey Tanner hadn’t planned on losing her job during the recession while supporting herself and her dependent son. Deciding to go back to college, the last thing on her mind was reigniting her dormant sex drive. When lust presents itself in the form of a hot young coed half her age, she gives in to temptation and ultimately embarks on earning more than an advanced degree.

Going Fishing Republished by Popular Demand

“Going Fishing” is already available for readers to purchase here. http://www.amazon.com/dp/B009VPR7E2

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Gerri had a reputation for breaking hearts. While I didn’t want to top her long list of discarded femmes, I couldn’t help it if the alluring dyke drove me crazier than a fish out of water desperate to be thrown back into the ocean. I’d drown if I couldn’t join her fishing, and I longed for so much more.
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Excerpt:
Once she had the three bags securely in her grasp, we weaved our way through the sea of travelers. It was hard for me to keep up with her long-limbed pace. I’m sure I had to take three steps for every one of hers. Breathless was a good description for how I felt, but it wasn’t entirely due to walking so fast.
“I love being out by the sea. That’s one of the reasons why I fish. Catching them is a bonus. I would never live far from the coast. I reckon I would pine away if I didn’t have a body of water nearby,” she said.
“It sounds wonderful. Take me with you next time.”
She stopped and stared. “You want to fish with me?”
I nodded and prayed I didn’t appear too eager.
“Wow, you’re the first woman that has asked to come along.” She seemed genuinely surprised.
“I like to fish,” luring her in with my seductive tone. She must have missed it since she resumed walking. We exited the terminal and stepped on to the street. The cool October night air did nothing to dispel my heat.
“Mostly, I ask women to come along, and they don’t turn up.”
“I find it hard to believe. Who would do that?”
“You’d be surprised.”
“Well, I’d show up for sure.”
She halted two inches short of colliding with a bell captain. I watched as she ran her fingers through her hair and found myself envious of her hands. This yearning was getting out of control. I imagined flinging my body into her arms, calling out, ready or not, here I come, which was ridiculous, if not a bit too forward.
An airline worker took his sweet ass time moving the luggage rack, but I didn’t mind. I don’t know if it was the way my gaze worshipped her, despite all attempts at appearing too cool to care, but her flirtatious gesture in return penetrated me like microwaves. The heat of her stare shot right to my core. My face registered temperatures in direct proportion to the passion stirring in my belly and radiating through my clit.

SHARE AN INNOCENT KISS – BUY NOW!

Innocent Kiss by Cheri Crystal
Innocent Kiss by Cheri Crystal

Contains adult theme. Must be 18 to purchase.

Charly’s love for Suzette escalates during a sleepover while acting out the ’70s smash hit, Love Story by Erich Segal. When raging hormones and a disheartening rebuff from the object of her desire leaves her hurt, confused, and at odds with her best friend, Charly seeks an outlet for her pent up desire. She develops a competitive edge and Suzette becomes her biggest adversary. Will what starts as an innocent kiss end up becoming so much more?

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Attractions of the Heart is a Finalist for a 2010 Golden Crown Literary Award

 

 

“Attractions of the Heart,” my erotic collection of lesbian love stories, has been short-listed in the Lesbian Erotica category of the Golden Crown Literary Awards 2010.
To join the GCLS organization: http://www.goldencrown.org/site/
To view the short lists posted so far:
http://www.goldencrown.org/site/index.php/awards-awards/2010shortlist

Congrats to all the Goldy finalists!!! See you at the convention this June. It’s going to be a blast!

Winners will be announced at the annual convention in Orlando, Florida this June. Visit the website for more details.

http://www.gclscon.com/

I hope to see you there.

Cheri