Showing posts with label Lily Harlem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lily Harlem. Show all posts

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Unusual Fetishes

Our guest today is the very talented Lily Harlem. Lily is from across the big pond and an absolute doll. So glad she found her way to the States and Ellora's Cave. It's an absolute pleasure to call her friend. She's also a real kick in the pants as you'll see by her post. And I know you're going to love her books!
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Thanks for inviting me to hang out at Three Wicked Writers. It’s great to be here and I’ve been looking forward to it very much.

When I was asked to join 3WW for the day I initially wondered what to chat about and pondered on several different subjects, but then, while researching a new project, I came across a pile of unusual fetishes and kinks. Well, me being me, I thought I’d share and see what you lovely ladies all thought of this list and if you have ever written, read or come across any of these sexual preferences.

Okay *deep breath* here goes – see if you can guess what they are just by the name.

Catoptrophilia
Macrophilia
Pogonophilia
Agalmatophilia
Sitophilia
Hierophilia
Smoking fetish (okay so that one is self-explanatory!)
Kleptolagnia
Trichophilia
Dendrophilia
Emetophilia (Yep, it is what you’re thinking!)
Oculolintus
Mmm, how will did you do? Okay, I’ll put you out of suspense, here’s the definitions:-

Catoptrophilia

Unusual titillation in the presence of mirrors. At first glance, this may seem to be one of the most widespread: take mirrors on bedroom ceilings, or the ever-increasing number of sex tapes made by both celebs and amateurs. But catroptrophilia is quite a bit stranger. Apparently what catroptophiles are excited by is the perception of a kind of other version of themselves — a psychic double or doppelganger, an estranged twin or ghostly self. 

Macrophilia



The attraction to giants, especially domination by giant women. Apparently for those who love to be afraid of very big women, the Museum of Sex in New York has a fabulous exhibit on this fetish- though I can’t confirm this. More mundanely though, we see hints of it in those odd couples: little, reedy men and large, ample women. I read about one couple where the size difference was so profound, the husband was referred to as "The Dildo" — his whole body was seen as a sexual organ relative to his massive partner's bulk and stature.

Pogonophilia



The fixation on bearded men. I looked at an article about this, it was an interview with a woman with this fetish to the extreme, she was shown four pictures of naked men: a well-endowed eighteen-year-old model, an extremely thin bearded man in his early thirties, a heavily muscled former professional athlete in his late forties, and Peter North, the porn star. Asked to choose the most virile and masculine of the group, she selected the bearded man instantly. What she didn't know was that the bearded man was quite seriously ill. So much for choosing someone healthy to reproduce with. However, I’m sure by looking at George we can all appreciate how an obsession like this starts.

Agalmatophilia

To be aroused by statues, mannequins, dolls and effigies. With so many animatronic characters in our midst, we're really not that far from artificial sex partners. Japanese robotics innovators are already on the case – so they say! But wouldn't sex robots solve many problems associated with prostitution: moral, social, hygienic? In any case, this fetish casts a rather different light on seemingly harmless activities like doll collecting, and even ventriloquism. One Oakland woman blogs about the acute arousal derived from being treated like a doll or mannequin by her female partner, whether she was being stripped, posed, redressed into clothes again, or restrained. The process of manipulation, the loss of all will and direction, brought her a kind of release that she said that "left orgasms for dead."

Sploshing/Sitophilia

Food fights a waste of food? Not to sploshers and sitophiles who find them incredibly titillating. It seems there a lots of people all over the world find it intensely stimulating to be covered in wet, messy, food substances. While these fetishes might be messy, they’re otherwise fairly harmless and a lot more innocent than many other sexual obsessions found on the net. But while the two fetishes have a lot of crossover with one another, they are not completely the same. Sitophiles are turned on by food, but this can be through consumption, direct sexual contact with the food or simply by rolling around in it. Sploshers love being wet and messy and while the most common substances involved in the fetish tend to be edible, some sploshers like mud, oil and paint in place of pies, pudding and syrup. I can’t help but think of that fabulous scene in 91/2 weeks when they sat in front of the fridge, her blindfolded and him serving her sweet sticky treats, what was the song? –“ I like bread and butter, he likes toast and jam!”

Hierophilia

Religious Fetish. While most people think that religious fetishes are the epitome of blasphemy, the reality is that most of these people are actually incredibly religious and completely dedicated to their selected belief system. They are so infatuated with religion that they cross the line between loving their sacred icons and making love to these icons.

Smoking Fetish



The term “cock smoker” takes on a whole new meaning when you actually catch a glance of a smoking fetish website. For some, the smoking simply signifies a desired characteristic in the partner, such as rebelliousness, masculinity or self-confidence, but for others the fetish really is all about the cigarette itself –the smell, the burning cherry, the loose ashes and the smoke emissions. Smoking fetishes often involve the use of the cigarette during sex, even oral sex, with the cigarette dangerously close to the genitals. Ouch!!

Kleptolagnia

Stealing Fetish. These theft fetishists not only enjoy stealing, but are sexually excited by the act of taking things that are not theirs. They could have a really good time stealing sex toys, which could then be used in further fantasies about similar great heists. Mmm, another story perhaps?

Trichophilia

Hair Fetish. Who doesn’t love a beautiful head of hair? Of course, for trichophiles, the hair obsession can go beyond wanting to touch and look at shiny locks to wanting to caress and kiss the tresses. While the fetish can extend to body hair, most trichophiles love hair on people’s heads and would make excellent, yet creepy, hairstylists. Now that you know about hair fetishists, that scene from Something About Mary will take on a whole new meaning whenever you watch the movie in the future.

Dendrophilia



People with this condition prefer trees to humans as sex partners, yes you read right, with some men using holes in the bark as vaginal substitutes. It’s believed by some psychiatrists that these men fear their own homosexual impulses and deal with the fear by finding a vagina in a phallic object. This brings a whole new meaning to the word “woodpecker.”

Emetophilia

Yuk! A fetish for throwing up and being thrown up on – an action also known as a Roman shower (if anyone knew how to have a good time, it was the Romans). Some shrinks have said that this preference may start back in infancy, when throwing up often led to receiving a lot of love and attention.

Oculintus

A rare fetish where people are sexually aroused by licking a partner’s eyeball. In fact, I came across one reported case of a female who was unable to have an orgasm unless she licked the eyeball of her obliging lover. 

So have I opened your eyes, sorry(!), to some weird and wonderful turn-ons? I could have doubled the size of this list but didn’t want to overdose on fetishes. 

Let me know what you think. I’d love to hear from you. Oh, and just so you know, none of the above feature in the novels listed below, though there’s a healthy dose of many other preferences and kinks enjoyed by Ariane, Liam and Quinn!

Lily x
 
Newest release – SHARED TOO, the sequel to SHARED



Blurb for SHARED (Book 1)
Struggling artist Ariane Arlington flees the Welsh valleys after exposing her corrupt boss. But when the sun rises she finds herself jobless and homeless in Cardiff city with barely a penny to her name.
She responds to an advert in the local paper—Room to let, wanted, girl to share. What she doesn’t realize is that the two insanely gorgeous guys who live in the penthouse apartment really do want a girl to share, in every sense of the word. Fortunately for Ariane, rent is the last thing on their minds.
She discovers the men are bound together by a turbulent past. Liam, a computer whiz, keeps a painful secret hidden beneath his buff exterior, whilst Quinn, a pioneering neurosurgeon, wonders if he’ll ever meet a woman who can live with his controlling ways. They admit the one thing missing from their lives is a woman just like Ariane, who can handle them both in and out of the bedroom and who, together, they can keep satisfied, loved and most of all, safe.
Click HERE to purchase SHARED


 
Blurb for SHARED TOO (Book 2)
Ten years on I’m still convinced I’m the luckiest woman on earth. Two devastatingly gorgeous husbands committed to my satisfaction—phew!—life doesn’t get much better or much sexier.
But as though the mere concept of a perfect existence was created to be shattered, one day Quinn turned to me and said, “Shared too. I want to be shared too.” Add in the monster that haunted my nightmares and I was struggling to keep a grip on my sanity.
I soon realized the path Quinn wanted us to travel would stretch not only his experience of giving and taking, but also mine and Liam’s. In a whirlwind of desperate emotions, dark desires and erotic fantasy, we were all so distant but also so sublimely close. Sharing had never been as sweet as it was bitter, or as depraved as it was heavenly.

Reader Advisory: Features the sharing of multiple bodies (F/F, M/F/M, F/M/F/M), bondage and other naughty sexual adventures!
Click HERE to purchase SHARED TOO

Friday, January 28, 2011

Insomnia and Lily Harlem

I’ve been freakishly busy—and loving it—for the past fortnight. I had an art project and a few book covers to create, and I wanted to get it all done so I didn’t get insomnia, waking in the night to worry about finishing. So yesterday I finished my projects and allowed myself to relax. I had one of those times where your whole body just sags—love that feeling; I know, I’m weird—and, due to my brain knowing it didn’t have to function much beyond getting me from the desk to the sofa, the old grey matter kind of went a bit addled.
I went to bed, intent on sleeping the night away, but I stirred at 2 a.m. Author Lily Harlem popped into my mind and also the thought that I had got the wrong end of the stick with regard to a conversation we’d had earlier in the week about blogging. My brain woke up, and by 2:15 I’d convinced myself that I needed to contact Lily immediately to make sure I hadn’t messed up on blog dates.
I got up, emailed Lily, and felt much better, but my mind was still hyper alert. I opened a manuscript and, much to my surprise, wrote 3K before anyone else in the house got up. I expected to be trawling Facebook or blogs, propping my eyes open with matchsticks until I felt tired enough to crawl to the sofa and catch a couple more hours of sleep, but noooo, my lovely Victorian hero decided he wanted me to get on with his story—one that I haven’t picked up on for too long to mention.
After taking my youngest to school, battling bracing winds that were so cold I swear they had a mind to rip my damn face off, I then expected to come home and crash. No. I cleaned my kitchen then sat at the computer and wrote some more, this time in the heroine’s point of view. I’m now back with the hero, and d’you know, I think I may well finish this book before the day is out. I had been naughty on this one and in places wrote [INSERT SEX HERE] before moving on to the rest of the story. Insomnia allowed me to get all those inserts done—LOL @ inserts, ahem—and now I can move on to the end of the tale.
Yippee!!!
So, what have you all been doing this week? And what do you do when insomnia grabs hold of you and won’t let go?
As I was woken by thoughts of me letting Lily down—I’d have been very upset with myself if I had done that—and have now realised since she emailed back that I hadn’t needed to worry at all, that I hadn’t got any wires crossed and all blog discussions were as I had previously thought before my stupid brain told me otherwise, here is the lovely lady herself with some competition news for any authors reading this. Do you have this weekend spare to write a quick short story for a competition and get it subbed before Monday?
The heat is on! Challenge yourself. DO IT! And good luck if you do!
You can also download a free book by Lily. Just click the Madam President link. I'll continue with my waffle after Lily's post.


For those of you who don’t know me I’m an author of contemporary erotic romance writing for Ellora’s Cave, Total-e-Bound and Xcite as well as featuring in numerous UK and US anthologies. I got my big break into writing by entering an erotic fiction contest with the first steamy story I’d ever written titled Madam President. Much to my delight I won first place which gave me the confidence and the enthusiasm to continue with my naughty stories. So, with that in mind, I just want to tell any aspiring writers about the Love Honey/Filament Magazine’s latest competition, but you’ll have to be quick – closing is Monday 31st Jan. Hey, you probably weren’t doing anything over the weekend anyway!
Submissions can be sent by email and will be judged by Violet Blue, Sex Educator, Blogger, Author and Editor of erotic anthologies. Not only could you win (first prize is £100 with two runner-up prizes of £50 each) you could also get published in one of her anthologies due for release later this year.
Basically you just need to write the most fantastic, filthy, luscious, dripping, delightful piece of fiction ever. Of course your story needs to meet competition guidelines and ideally suggest the theme water and/or be inspired by one of the photographs on their website.            
Then once your sexy words are down send your entry in the body of an email (not as an attachment) to fiction@filamentmagazine.com by 31 January 2011, 5pm GMT, subject line Filament fiction competition.
Be sure to check out all the official details by following the link below and while you’re there sit back for half an hour and listen to a FREE podcast of ‘A Classic Wedding Night’ - written by myself and read by Love Honey’s Alice – ever wondered what Mr and Mrs Darcy got up to on their wedding night after their carriage slipped from view? Wonder no more…phew, its steamy stuff! Or if you prefer just download it for FREE in pdf version. It might give you some naughty inspiration.
Good luck and don’t forget to spell check!
Lily Harlem x
Winner of the 2009 Love Honey Award for Erotic Fiction

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So this week saw the exciting moment when Black Cougar Curse, written by Tess and myself, made its appearance onto Ellora's Cave's front page. Tess has been like a fart in a colander, diving here there and everywhere, chatting and blogging and promoting. I've been writing blog posts for next week's part of our blog tour and ensuring we have places to park our bottoms each day of the week, and I think the pair of us are exhausted. However, that heady rush of release day always keeps you going, and we're just so damn happy our book is out there that my face might crack if I smile any wider. We've had so many comments on the cover and how Sam makes women feel, that I've been amazed. You've got to admit, though, that's one stunning cover.
So if you've been waiting for this beauty, HERE it is, and if you buy it, please know that you have our sincere and heartfelt thanks that you have supported us.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone! And don't forget to tell me what you've been up to this week and how you cope with insomnia! I need to know these things!
Byeeeeeee!
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