What
do you see when you walk down the street? A sidewalk? A couple
walking a dog? Flowers? Trees? What if you saw a lover’s embrace?
Flower petals strewn across a bed or bathtub? A new position
afforded by a low hanging branch …
My
lens as an erotic author is always scarlet. Sometimes all it takes
is a word, a thought, a look, an object and my mind journeys on an
erotic exploit. I may play out a fantasy, a concept or a scene. The
people may be distinct or just placeholders. It isn’t just the
physical that’s arousing. The dynamics between the characters can
be just as appealing.
I’m
especially prone to titillating thoughts while engaging in physical
activities, but that doesn’t stop me from fantasizing throughout
the day. I wonder about casual glances, whispered words. Could they?
Did they? A light touch, a lingering hand or finger…. I’m
highly susceptible to amorous thoughts at the gym. As I work my
muscles I’m intimately aware of my body. Regardless of where my
eyes wander there are scantily clad people in all manner of bearing:
squatting and lifting, bending over, kneeling and lying down. The
positions, the muscles, the strain, the breathing add to my salacious
speculations. That muscled man on the weight bench—would he flinch
if I sat on his lap? The woman on the parallel bars, how would she
react if I joined her and wrapped my legs about her waist? What
would happen if I blocked the way for someone walking, the suave flow
of muscles stopped midstride; their confident gait off balance from
my intersection?
As
I ruminate over rousing thoughts, I’m stimulated. My mind hovers
in the space where arousal registers. I’m more in tune with my
body. I take note of how things feel. I ponder different ways to
capture need and want in words. I mull over experiences. How do you
characterize the feeling of an ice cube as it melts along your belly
or as you hold it between your lips? What about the delicious tickle
of heat that shoots straight to your core as fire is blown upon the
soles of your feet? What words can I combine to give you, the reader
just enough imagery to spark your imagination and draw you into the
experience?
I
may develop the scene as I play out the moves in my mental chessboard
or I may let the characters take me for a ride. As I’m more aware
of how blood flows, lubricant increases and tissues swell I
incorporate these experiences into my scenes. I pay attention to
breathing, the variety and texture of inhalation and exhalation both
as it moves the body and moves in and out of the body. Can you feel
the soft sweet breeze as it travels across your chest from a lover’s
mouth? Do you feel the swell of muscles pulling your nipples taut?
Have goosebumps begun in random march across your flesh?
I
muse over passion that begins on some days like hot coals or erupts
on other days like fireworks from a simple single flame; how quickly
or slowly the mind transitions to arousal and how that plays into the
body’s response mechanism. At what point in the arousal cycle will
my scene begin and end? Is foreplay enough to whet your appetite to
read on? Are the characters in the mood? Am I in the mood? If I
choose to incorporate penetration, what does that mean? What
sensations do these words evoke?
How
intimately can I influence your experience of these sensations
through scene and character development? As my awareness of my own
physiological experiences increases how can I impart that wisdom to
you without being intrusive? Thoughts of these countless sensations
to be explored tether me to arousal as easily as an elephant to a
pole.
I
posit arousal is much more a state of mind than anything else.
Schedule some sexy time for you and a partner. Play. Swap
fantasies. Do something new and exciting this month. I challenge
you to a month of yes. Say yes to yourself, your partner, whomever.
Say yes. This month. See what happens.
And please do let us know how it goes …
In
my most
recently
published
novella,
How
About
A
Threesome
I focus
equally on
the heat
among
characters
as well
as the
challenges
of opening
a
relationship
up to
a third
person.
How
About A Threesome
Catalina
is a
dark haired
Latin
beauty with
an
hourglass
figure and
an ass
that pops.
She
considers
herself a
lesbian
top.
Her
girlfriend
Ginger is
a
rebellious,
red-headed
Aquarius
who’s
half
hippie,
half career
woman.
Her sexual
identity is
in flux
and in
her secret
dreams she
sometimes
sees a
husband.
Both
ladies want
kids, but
first they
need some
sperm.
Catalina
suggests
advertising
for a
threesome
and their
sexual
odyssey
begins.
Ginger
thinks of
it as
playing the
lottery and
enjoys the
new-found
undercurrent
of sex
in her
day-to-day.
Catalina
enjoys
Ginger’s
jump-started
libido.
It’s
as if
they were
newly
dating
again.
Their
email
floods with
responses
ranging
from
phallic to
financial.
Fantasies
abound and
new
boundaries
forge as
both ladies
explore
uncharted
territory.
Choosing
a man
who likes
to be
aggressive
but loves
being
submissive,
they head
out for
their first
threesome…
Excerpt
“Mmm,”
he moaned and squirmed, exciting me further. I moved back up his
body and extended my exploration to his arms, which were large and
well-defined, the better to hold me up against the wall and fuck me
with.
Mr.
420 soon grew tired of being pinned. Uttering a low growl, he deftly
moved me from his torso and tossed me down on the bed. I pushed him
off of me as I pulled my shirt over my head. His lips fluttered
across my abdomen and down as his hands held my sides. Pulling my
skirt from my hips over my legs he left me practically naked. Not to
be left out, he dropped his pants and stepped out of them revealing
boxer briefs and a decent erection before turning to help Catalina
remove her clothing. He was too late managing only to help her slide
her pants over her calves.
Dropping
her pants to the floor he turned his attention back to me. He
gathered me in his arms as our lips locked. His mouth sought more of
me kissing along my chin and trailing down my neck. He slowly
approached my chest.
Catalina
lay on my other side, her lips nibbling on my earlobe. In and out
her breath blew a tight cord to my pussy. She caressed my stomach,
leisurely making her way down my thighs when she whispered, “Can I
blow him?”
It
was the funniest, most random question, and I almost lost it.
“Yes
darling if you want to.” I whispered back my heart overcome for
her.
Her
tongue found mine and we kissed passionately before she got up to
take his boxer briefs off. My core throbbed as Catalina positioned
herself parallel to him, her mouth inching towards his cock, and her
pussy in his face. I sat down on the other side of Mr.
420, giving me ample room and the perfect view to both watch and
engage as I desired.
My
breath hitched as Catalina’s eyes bloomed with raw heat and desire.
I grabbed my left breast with one hand and my pussy lips with the
other. His eyes were closed shielded from my inquiry and my show.
Catalina moaned, her pelvis thrusting against his face while her
mouth glided up and down his cock. Spit dribbled from her lips as
she took him entirely. I watched as the juices from her cunt ran
down his chin.
“Ahhh.”
I wanted. I needed. Oh fuck.
About
Ginger Segreti
She is developing a brand integrating erotica, self-exploration/ narrative and technology, with the goal that all three focus areas complement and overlap creating an oasis for the senses. She believes that as adults we repress more than is good for us. Ginger wants individuals to be free to express themselves and see sex and sexuality as the adult playground it is-the place that we can act, explore, challenge ourselves and above all else – have fun.
Ginger
believes
in
being
the
change
she
wants
to
see
in
the
world
and
actively
engages
in
the
best
part
of
her
job
– the
research!
She
is
working
at
the
intersection
of
technology
and
sex,
building
a
sex
positive
experience
through
erotica,
dream
weaving
and
observations.
Embracing
her
passion
for
life,
Ginger
embodies
a
free
spirit,
pushing
boundaries
and
limits
on
the
journey
to
be
@DesireBound.
Read
more
about
Ginger
and
her
journey
on
her
website
and
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recent
interview!
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