Marking Emily

Synopsis

One moment in time changes the lives of two people..
Daniel was your average husband with your average body and your average personality. Until that fateful night he takes out the garbage and is attacked by something. Something that changes him. He feels stronger. More powerful.
Emily, the sweet petite 19 year old that stays for an extra hour after piano lessons notices this change too. And while she doesn't want to admit it at first it stirs something within her. She can feel him reaching out to her. And soon she will find herself being used by him and marked as his.
This 3500+ word story contains bareback breeding, male domination, wild savage first time sex, oral sex, anal sex, younger and older partners and lots of orgasms! 

Here's a little juicy bit:

She tried to rub her legs to close off the feelings welling up inside her.  But that warmness invaded her.  A low moan filled her throat as she felt trickles of pleasure up and down her body.  She noticed a bit of sweat on her brow now.

It was then she noticed Daniel had been staring at her again. She met the gaze this time and immediately knew what these feelings were: lust.  She wanted his body.  She wanted him on top of her, thrusting inside of her.  Her eyes grew wider and her cheeks burned with desire at the thought.  Try as she might her little mind was invaded with nasty, filthy thoughts.  Bodies pressed against each other.  Heavy breathing and moans of pleasure.  Penetration.  Wild thoughts of being pinned down and used. 

She could see his face slightly twitch.  He was breathing in deeply as well.  Like a coiled animal, waiting to strike.  She so desperately wanted to speak and tell him to take her but she could only sit there and feel the desire build up in her. 

She felt helpless like she wasn’t given permission to move, to speak.  Emily knew that should be a weird thing to think but right now looking at him it felt right.  He was powerful.  She looked at him, desperate.  His strong, passion filled eyes conveyed a message to her that she could trust him.  She could just let herself go to him. 

Again her mind gave her an idea of what could be.  At his feet, starting up at his strong masculine body.  Feeling safe by his side, feeling like it was her place at his feet.  The thought of giving herself over to him made her sigh and close her eyes momentarily to take it in.  She begged with her eyes, pleading for him to fuck her.  It was in that moment she gave herself to him.  She felt her will ebbing towards him, draining out of her body.  She knew from his look he wanted to use her.  And she admitted to herself she wanted it. She needed to give herself to him.

Behind the Scenes

Sometimes inspiration comes from the weirdest places.

So domination and submission is something that's interested me from a early age.  I'm what's called a "switch" but honestly? I wonder if that's just being with assholes in my younger years who refused to be "less of a man" by letting me dominate.  Basically I'm saying I'm finding in my "old age" that I prefer to be on top.

However sometimes the thought of a nice strong man confidently taking what he wants also gets me going.  I wanted to write something like that.  But inspiration wasn't coming.  Billionaire BDSM freaks had been done to death and frankly I couldn't unsee "50 shades" from any of those.

Then I saw this picture.  And I started thinking about animals, passion and strength.  Those were obviously claw marks and that got me thinking about werewolves.  Now I have no interest in writing about furry beasts screwing women, that's just not my bag man.  But someone who inherited the characteristics of a werewolf; that of raw animal power and domination.  That's a different story.

And she's such a cute little petite woman!  Look at her.  Perfectly corruptible.

The rest of the story fell into place.  I love the build up in this one really.  I obviously have a thing with "warmth" washing over someone's body.  But to have someone break someone with just a stare and a presence...ooo.  Gets me going.  

So hey give it a try!

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Top of the Class

Okay so my cover artist misspelled my name.  How was he to know I wasn't a one shot author he'd have to worry about?
My first book! You have no idea what a charge I got when I saw this up on the many, many links you can buy it from (see bottom).  I just stared at the webpage.  Me, an author.
So why this book? What made me want to write about a woman having sex with her class to get pregnant?
The genesis of the book was really a feeling I had for about a week.  See in the quest to try this whole "self publish on the internet" thing I had been neglecting social obligations.  Not too much of a sin but I've been single for awhile and hey every woman has certain needs.  
Basically I was sexually pent up.  And when I get like that I want to dominate.  Through a guy down and get to business.  So I figured I would release some of that frustration on the page.  
And who hasn't fantasized about a teacher before?  But that's a little too vanilla for my tastes.  Whips and chains didn't make sense.  And doing it in the classroom was hot.  So I went with the whole vague "drug" thing.  
In the beginning it was to be a straight screw a bunch of guys and be done with it sort of deal.  But having my dear Joanne get off on controlling their thoughts and emotions after just came out and really hit the spot with me.  
Of course wiser eyes looking back on it there was much more I could have done.  But it's a nice hot short story and I'm so thrilled it's been selling so well.  Hey give it a try and let me know what you think!
Here's the offical synopsis:
 Joanne Nahir has done something naughty. She is the proud teacher of five students in the Challenge Debate class. It's the last day of school and Joanne can't let such a good opportunity pass her by. These young studs have what she needs: the means to becoming pregnant. And she's made sure that she will get what she wants with the help of some special cookies....

A 3800 word short that involves barely legal guys, a mature woman taking control, being drugged, controlled, submitting to desire, manual stimulation, oral sex, bareback breeding, dirty talk, a bit of post suggestiveness and a hot teacher keeping her skirt on during the proceedings! 

And let's give you a little taste of the action (which I can make a little more explicit because...well it's my blog!)

First up was Carl.  He had moved from Brazil in the past couple of years and was quite the charmer.  And he had definitely taken this class only to stare at Joanne.  She smiled and unzipped his pants.  Reaching around slowly she freed his erect cock from the underwear.  Carl uttered a small moan at this.

"Carl Carl Carl.  I hear you are quite the charmer aren't you?  I can't say I would have been too displeased if you had been my top student.  Alas you only managed a C+.  Not bad Carl, but not enough for what I want to give. Look at me Carl." As Carl's eyes met hers she cracked a big smile and undid one button from her white top.  Part of her cleavage showed, a view many students had tried to see over the years.  She slid her soft hand gently around Carl's cock.

"But I don't want you to leave disappointed Carl," she whispered, her hand tightening a bit as she stroked softly up his shaft.  She felt his cock twitch as she rubbed her hand downwards a little faster. 

"That excites you doesn't it Carl?" she asked, slowly sinking down to her knees.  She met his eyes as her hand pumped up and down faster, twisting her hand on the way back up.  His cock was rock hard and smooth with bits of pre-cum sliding down the shaft.

"I wonder how long you can last Carl.  How long can you last with your teacher jerking off your hard cock? How long until you want to cum looking at this body," Joanne purred using her free hand to trace down her neck and chest, bringing full attention to her breasts.

"Knowing how tugging on my own student's cock is getting me wetter and wetter? Oh Carl you should feel it, feel how wet your young cock is making me," her hands were now stroking him hard and fast, a never ending motion of up and down motions. 

She felt his hips thrust a tiny bit.  He was close.  She smiled and let her other hand slide up his leg to where his balls were and cupped them, giving them a slow one handed massage.  His cock was rock hard and smooth with bits of pre-cum sliding down the shaft.

"Oh Carl can you hold on?  I'll tell you what if you can hold on just a little longer these nice, ruby red lips are going to sink down onto your cock Carl.  Oh I bet you've thought long and hard about your teacher's mouth on that hard cock of yours--"

She was cut off by a low guttural moan as Carl's eyes rolled to the back of his head, his cock spasming in quick succession and streams of white cum spurting out of it.  She continued to milk him, slowing down a bit as she pumped all the way down to the bottom of the shaft them up again.  After a couple of moments of heavy breathing Carl was finished.

"Mmm too bad Carl.  You just couldn't hang in there.  Well that's okay.  I liked having you in my class.  Now Carl I want you to fall into a deep sleep.  When the timer goes off I want you to awake, forgetting everything but the grade you received.  You will find nothing strange about having to clean yourself off and will feel wonderful," Joanne bit her lip.  She shouldn't but the look on Susan's face when she was in command was too much.  She cleared her throat. "And Carl I want you to jerk yourself off once a week during summer vacation thinking about me."

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