Saturday, October 15, 2011

Welcome our Guest, Elizabeth Black

What Are You Afraid Of?
Elizabeth Black

It's Halloween. What are you afraid of? I have my fears, although some might seem a bit odd. Since it's the season of All Things Scary, tell me what scares you. Here's a short list of what scares me.

* Heights
* Falling to my death (related to heights)
* Abandonment
* Rejection
* Failure
* Success (related to failure)
* Big, hairy spiders. They growl. They eat human flesh. Ick!
* Clowns
* Deep murky water where I can't see what's swimming around me.
* Needles
* The Dentist. I just went so that fear is very real to me right now.

How about you? What scares you? Tell me in comments.

And now, an announcement about my latest book…

Don't Call Me Baby goes on a special fall sale starting Wednesday, October 12. Buy it for $7.99 for the Fall Special! Keep an eye on my Facebook page and web site for updates and details.

Here is my blurb for Don't Call Me Baby.

Don't Call Me Baby is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis. It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes - married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job.

But she asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content.

Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for - and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

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Here's an excerpt for your reading pleasure:

Catherine Stone looked around the amusement park and rides but saw nothing unusual. It was the end of another hot and humid day in Maryland during the summer of 1983. The sun had set behind the trees, casting shadows across the park hiding the car she sat in to some extent. Catherine wished it were a bit darker outside, because she was in constant fear of getting caught, but it was a hot June evening, so that was too much to ask for. Besides, the possibility of getting caught thrilled her, made the encounter all the more exciting for her. Every horn blowing and car pulling in made her hair stand on end. Will this be the cop who pulls us over? Can we get away with me sucking him off here yet again?

She unzipped Brian's trousers, and slipped her hand inside. Reaching into his briefs, her fingers wrapped around his growing cock and it jumped at her touch. Brian is so predictable. All he ever wants is for me to suck his cock. Good thing I demand a good, expensive meal after these trysts, or I'd get nothing out of them. She pulled his cock out of his trousers, feeling the organ spread out in her palm.

“Oh, that feels good. I love it when you stroke me off.”

She stroked his shaft, gripping him harder as her hand reached the base. Every time she squeezed, his cock jumped in her hand. She liked the way it looked and felt in her hand. Purple with arousal and thick with veins, the well-formed head glistened with pre-cum. In her years since starting college she had enjoyed many different types of cocks and Brian's was especially hot because it was so big and he was uncircumcised. She liked the look of hard cocks. When they were hard they were so sensitive. A twist a little too far this way or that way could hurt, yet she knew from what past lovers had told her, the pain felt so good. She liked pulling Brian's cock too far; just to get a painful, yet aroused reaction out of him. Although she felt impatient, she relished the fact that she was a good lay. Her blowjob skills had improved greatly over the months, and she could also make Brian come very quickly with her hand jobs.

As she gently rolled back his foreskin and stroked his growing shaft, she cradled his balls in her other hand. She liked the way his cock grew to nearly twice its size, when all she did was brush her fingers against it. It felt hard yet sinewy, like a garden hose full of water. She enjoyed the effect she had on him, and she relished her power. Sex was a heady power surge, and Catherine could not get enough of it.

Brian's cock was big; longer and thicker than other cocks she had the pleasure of sucking and fucking. Plus, at his age of fifty-eight, he stayed harder for a longer time, and it took him much longer to come than men her own age of twenty-two. Catherine never faked orgasms. She liked sex so much that she had no trouble coming every time she fucked. When she didn't feel like coming, she simply said so. Faking an orgasm was something she never even considered doing.

Tonight was one night, however, that she wished Brian would hurry up, come, and get it over with. She hated their trysts at the park because she got little if anything out of them. She would much rather stay in a nice hotel and spend the evening fucking without feeling any pressure, but that was not to be this evening. She needed to be at Silver Spring College in the morning for her new summer job. So here she sat, sexually unsatisfied and feeling a bit used wondering when she was going to meet a man who could satisfy her insatiable sexual needs.

Little did she know that several men, including a father and son, would please her over the upcoming summer weeks, including one man who was her match.


Jacqueline said...

Elizabeth, great post and I have a lot of those same fears, most especially spiders and swimming in water where you can't see very far below you. Maybe it was the Jaws movie that did it for me and I love to swim.

Elizabeth Black said...

Jacqueline, the water one sneaks up on me. I'm fine until I remember where I am. Then I freak out when I realize I'm in chest-high water and I can't see anything in all that murkiness. That's what I get for reading too much Lovecraft. I'm afraid of tentacles. LOL

Unknown said...

Great post! I'm more afraid of falling to my death than heights... which makes heights incredibly uncomfortable for me, but I know I'm not afraid of being HIGH UP I'm just afraid of FALLING DOWN. If that makes sense?

I'm also afraid of being alone with my thoughts for too long. My mind can be a scary place and left to my own devices, I will happily skip down dark paths I'd rather not wander.

I am afraid of being forgotten, abandoned, unloved, however you want to phrase it.

And I think those are the big ones. Oh! Well, I'm also afraid of what might be lurking out in the darkness that I can't see.

Eileen said...

What are my fears? Bridges. High and long ones like the Chesapeake Bay bridge scare me to death. I especially don't like to drive over them!

Elizabeth Black said...

Ana, that's exactly my fear. It's not so much the height as it is the falling to my death that scares me. Your other fears might be pretty universal, too. They overwhelm me at times.

Elizabeth Black said...

Eileen, I used to live near the Chesapeake Bay and I've been over the Bay Bridge numerous times. I fully understand why it gives you the willies. Talk about vertigo!