Meet the Author/Interview With a Character Blog Hop

Hello everybody and welcome to Michelle Graham's post for the Meet The Author/Interview With A Character Blog Hop.

I am not Michelle Graham.

My name is Seamus O'Connell, but you can call me Shay, and being the good Dom that I am, I've insisted that Michelle allow me to take over (with assistance from her husband who has promised to make it worth her while). A few weeks back, she interviewed my husband, Remy, on After Dark Writers, but I thought it was her turn to be in the hot seat.

Shay:  Michelle, we're all capable of reading the bio in the sidebar, but I think your readers would be interested in the things that aren't there. Wouldn't you agree?

Michelle: Yes, Sir.

S:  Already such a good little sub! Why don't we start there? You're relatively new to the BDSM world, aren't you?

M: Yes, Sir. I'll confess that I read Fifty Shades of Grey and the whole idea intrigued me. I started to look for more erotic romance and discovered authors like Cherise Sinclair, whose work I enjoyed a lot more! Discovering Siren books was what got me started writing in the first place.

S: And how long ago was that?

M: Just over a year, Sir.

S: Your first book wasn't part of the BDSM collection from Siren though, was it?

M: No, Sir. Landing the Big Ones was my first book, and I wanted to focus on actually getting an entire book written, especially because I didn't know much about BDSM aside from what I'd read in books. But my curiosity was piqued and I suggested to Hubby that we could try some of it. And we have. It's good.

S: I should tell you readers, that Michelle's face is fifty shades of red right now. Seems it's okay for her to tell you about my sex life in great detail, but now that the shoe's on the other foot she's a bit shy. I noticed Michelle that you're calling him Hubby still, not Sir or Master.

M: That's right, Sir. At this point we're still exploring the dynamics and taking things slow. I enjoy submitting in the bedroom, but because we've been together for so long already, it's hard for me to think of him that way. Maybe as time goes on, it will come more naturally.

S:  What's your biggest challenge as an author writing about BDSM?

M:  Well, Sir, I think it's that my own experience is so limited. I know that there are many experiences that I don't have, so that can be difficult. But I'm using my imagination and doing my research and that's helping. Kind of like writing about sex from a guy's perspective. I don't have the parts, so I have to bug Hubby to tell me and he's not so great with description. OW!

S:  Hubby just let Michelle know he'd like more appreciation for the help he gives her. And she's promised it, but I'll spare you the details. Back to the interview then. Tell us about your latest WIP, Michelle.

M:  Yes, Sir. You know, because it's your story, but for the readers, this is the story of Shay and his husband Remy and what happens when they start to get friendly with their daughter's dance teacher. I'm getting close to finishing, but these guys are really horny and they keep having sex when I'm trying to write other things. Once it's done and sent to Siren, I'll keep the readers posted.

S:  And what's the title of this new book?

M:  It's called The Dom, The Dad, and The Dancer, Sir.

S:  Intriguing. I'm very interested to see the finished product. Our time is running short, Michelle, so tell the readers about the prizes for this blog hop.

M: Yes, Sir. On my blog, I'm offering an e-book copy of The Art of Love, my first book with BDSM, and also the first book which references you and Remy, though you're not mentioned by name. But there's also a Grand Prize draw for a $50 Amazon gift card. Readers have to leave a comment about my post, or your post I guess, in order to be entered.And don't forget a valid email address so we can contact you if you win! Oh, and the codeword for the rafflecopter draw is: Hedon Falls. Make sure you visit all the other authors on the hop to find their codewords for more chances to win! (If the linky list doesn't appear below, visit www.KaseyDean.com - oh and a big thanks to Kasey for organizing!)

S:  Michelle, thank you for letting me help the readers get to know you a little better. Good luck in your future endeavours!

M:  You're welcome, Sir!

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Really Random Wednesday: Road Trip Edition

*UPDATE* Found a computer! 

I didn't get a post for today done ahead of time and I'm not near a computer so I'm experimenting with the Blogger app on my phone. My apologies in advance for any weird typos or autocorrect mishaps. 

Yesterday was a very exciting day for me. I received my first print copy of my first book! It was so cool to open the Amazon package and find the latest book from one of my favorite authors (Kim Harrison rocks!) and my own book, written by me, right alongside it. When I opened it up and saw the words I had written printed on the pages, I teared up a bit. It really brought home to me that I am a published author! I have finally achieved a dream I have had since I was a kid.

But I am not going to rest on my laurels.  Now that I have one book printed, I plan to have a whole shelf. The Art of Love should be in print in a month or so and I can add that. Yesterday I also got the edits back for my next book, Training the Help, due out April 27. I have book 4 about 1/3 done and ideas for a whole bunch more rattling around in my head.

Thank you to Siren Publishing for taking a chance on me, and to all my readers who have supported my work. I plan to give you lots more to read in the future!

Want to buy my book in print? It's available from Amazon or Barnes & Noble. 

Sinful Sunday with Michelle Graham

My second book, The Art of Love, was released last week, which I'm very excited about. It's very rewarding to see your work actually published! And I also ordered a print copy of my first book, Landing the Big Ones, from Amazon. Of course I ordered it from Amazon.ca which means it's going to take longer to get here, but I'm anxious to see a physical book with my words inside of it. I feel as though I've really accomplished something worthwhile.

So what does this have to do with sin?

I am finding myself falling victim to several of those dreaded 7 deadly sins. I think it's understandable when people become successful at something. While I haven't succumbed to gluttony or sloth (unless you count the fact that I'm so busy writing I haven't done the dishes in days), I'm experiencing the others.

Lust. This is what led to my becoming an author in the first place! I was seeking out erotic romance because it revived my sex life, especially when I began to write it. Let's just say that I'm thinking lustful thoughts a lot of the time!

Pride. I'm very proud of my writing, and feel kind of bitter that I can't share it with everyone I know. But my pride also leads me to being a bit delusional about my own writing. That makes it hard when I get a low rating, or if an editor or my beta reader make suggestions. I have to bite back my initial reactions and really take a look at what they're saying.

Greed. I've been obsessively checking my sales stats. It's hard not to! I want to make some money off this venture of mine! And then it's hard not to go crazy tweeting about my book til my followers are ready to barf.

Envy. I find myself very envious of other writers. Their books sell more. They're more established. They have more time to write. They write better than I do. Again, I try not to let the self-doubt get to me, but there's a fine line between being to down on yourself or too up on yourself. And I try to remember that there are others out there who may be envious of me, too.

Wrath. Woe to the person who disturbs me in the middle of writing/reading a steamy scene, or who has to deal with me after I've stayed up too late writing again! I have quite the temper.

I love what I'm doing and wouldn't change it. I just have to try not to get too carried away with unproductive thoughts. I need to focus that energy on my writing, so I can keep bringing my readers stories they'll love.

Happily Ever After Giveaway Hop

And they lived happily ever after...

Ah, happy endings. Something I love! I don't know why. Perhaps I watched too many Disney films as a child. Anyway, for this giveaway hop, we're supposed to write about a personal happy ending.

Thankfully, I've had many so far. The first (and one that had to precede some others) was meeting and marrying my husband. We worked together at a Wal-Mart, and I always found excuses to go in when he was working, till my friends got sick of me dragging them in and told him to ask me out. Which he did! We moved in together a year later, and got married three years after that. 

That led to two more happy endings - the births of my children. My son and then my daughter a few years later. Some other happy endings would be getting my degrees, getting a job, launching my writing career, and getting a position at work I had thought was out of reach.

Of course, the stories are never really over are they? My stories are still being written. It hasn't always been perfect. Like everyone else, I have my ups and downs. And I can't wait to see how it all turns out!

Since this is a giveaway hop, it has a happy ending for someone, too! I have a copy of my book, Landing the Big Ones for someone who visits my blog! Use the Rafflecopter entry below and I'll draw a winner on January 27th! Don't forget to visit the other sites on the hop - everyone has something to give! Good luck!

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Really Random Wednesdays: Dead Fish Don't Float

Well I'm over at Simone Sinna's blog as well today, but to keep my blog from feeling left out, I figured I should do something here, too.

My new book, Landing the Big Ones, is about a mom who gets some fish for her son, and in the process lands herself a couple of fine fellows. The book is based loosely around the trouble my family had setting up an aquarium this summer. We inherited the tank and then still spent over $100 to get everything we needed to set it up. We had to wait a week to buy fish, so we did, and then came home with 3 little guys.

That night, one of the fish gave birth and died. So we took the dead fish (which was not floating) back to the store and got a new fish. That night, another of the first fish died, but we were up and about, so we noticed it right away, therefore it did not have time to float. Back to the store we went, only this time we didn't bother bringing a new one home, thinking it would be better to wait and see.

Two days later, the third of the original fish was dead. Not floating. Now we're down to one fish. We treat the tank for fungus and parasites, then buy two more fish.

Fish four dies the next day and sinks to the bottom.

Now by this point, I'm getting a little hysterical over the damn things. It's not so much that I was attached to them, but more the whole inability to keep them alive. Very frustrating. But the remaining two fish survive a week and I figure we're okay. So we get two more.

Next day, one of the surviving fish looks like it's not feeling so well. It's swimming upside down (no, not floating - it was actually swimming). Desperate to keep this one from dying, I go to the pet store to explain the problem and the guy looks at me and says, "Ma'am, I think you just need to let the guppy go."

Sure enough, the guppy went. Without floating. After that, the tank seemed to settle down. We had three fish and though the kidlets begged to add more, I steadfastly refused, thinking that three was our lucky number.

Those three fish managed to do fairly well until recently. One of them was a pleco. You know, one of those sucker fish that sticks to the glass. They're nocturnal and very good at hiding, so we rarely saw him and the joke got to be that he ran away.

Shortly before Christmas, hubby tells me he hasn't seen Al (the pleco) in a while and I insist he's just hiding. But I start to check more often and I can't find him. The tank is not that big and we are around it at some point every day. You would think we'd have noticed a dead fish right? Hold that thought.

Over the holidays, my son noticed that one of the other two fish was behaving oddly and it reminded us of the guppy that died. We didn't know what to do about it. The next day, the odd fish had disappeared.

I mean, totally disappeared. I didn't think fish could decompose that quickly, but we couldn't see it anywhere.

We are now down to one fish.

So I'm standing in the kitchen doing the dishes one day last week, and I glance at the tank to see Red (the sole survivor) attacking a white object. Puzzled, I approach the tank for a better look.

It was a fish skeleton.

Apparently, Red is a cannibal. I'm guessing that he and Speckles (the other one) had eaten Al when Al died. And when Speckles kicked the bucket, Red said, "Excellent! A feast and the tank to myself!"

Through all of these wonderful fish adventures, not once did we see a floating fish.

True Confessions with Michelle Graham

Okay, I'm hijacking most of my blog space this week, but I think I deserve it because guess what?

My first book was released today!!!!!

I'm just a bit excited. Can you tell? Landing the Big Ones is now officially available. Click here to check it out!

So as a treat, I thought I'd share with you a true confession of my own. Kind of a funny one that happened recently.

The other night, after I'd finished on the computer, I crawled into bed and started feeling up my hubby. He enjoyed this and took it as the overture that it was. We kissed, and fondled, and licked, and...well you get the idea. Anyway, before we got to the main event, I was giving him an enthusiastic blow job when a pubic hair found it's way into my mouth and lodged itself near the back of my throat. Normally this would be just a minor irritant, but the thing was too far back for me to retrieve it with my finger without gagging (no I don't deep throat). So I tried a couple of discreet coughs, but the damn thing stayed put. Worse yet, it began triggering my gag reflex all on its own. Feeling it would kill the mood to puke on the bed, I bolted for the bathroom, where I proceeded to vomit. Sexy, right? The worst part was, I could still feel the hair! I think it was psychological though.

When the worst was over, I brushed my teeth and opened the bedroom door to see hubby hanging off the side of the bed, looking underneath.

"The cat's under there."

"Which one?"

"The hateful one. He was hiding in the closet and then he tried to get out, but the door was closed so he ran under here."

We wanted the cat out because the hateful cat has a habit of shitting in places we don't want him to. So I held open the bedroom door, while hubby tried to scare the cat out. No luck. Worse yet, I heard a noise from my daughter's room. I can see her bed from the door to our room and she was shifting around on the bed, looking like she was going to wake up. So I sprinted for my bed and hid under the blankets.

"What are you --"

"Shhh! The girl is waking up!"

So we lay there silently waiting to see if she was going to actually wake up and come into our room, because for some reason, ours is the only bathroom they ever want to use. A few moments had passed and I didn't hear her, so I said, "Okay I don't think she's waking up. Honey? Sweetie? Are you awake?"

And I found hubby had fallen fast asleep.  Sigh...

Sinful Sunday with Michelle Graham

Since Landing the Big Ones is being released this week, I thought I'd take this spot today to let you in on some of the shamelessly sinful behavior in the book!

Lust
This book has it in spades! My characters are pretty horny, and as a single mom, it's been a long time since Serena got any really good action anyway.

Pre-marital Sex
GASP! People don't have sex before marriage, do they? I know I didn't. And I also have this great piece of swampland in Florida, if you're interested.

Sex with multiple partners
Simply scandalous! Why would any "good" people want to have sex with more than one person at once? Marriage is about one man and one woman after all. Oh, but since the sex is pre-marital, does that make it okay? Gotta ask the priest about that one.

Masturbation
Sadly, the story ends when all main characters grow a thick coating of hair on their palms and tragically lose their vision. Okay, not really. But let's just say that masturbation doesn't always have to happen when you're alone! ;)

I won't tell you everything, because I obviously want you to buy the book! I think it's pretty hot (not that I'm biased) and I know that my employer and priest will think I'm a horrible person if they ever got hold of it. And I'm sure a few of my more uptight religious family members will want to save my soul, but I'm thinking it's probably too late for that. I'm having too much fun! So I'm going to keep on writing naughty books because everyone needs to be bad now and then!

Click here for the blurb and excerpts for Landing the Big Ones.

Naughty New Year's Blog Hop

Today I'm skipping really Random Wednesday to bring you my post in the Naughty New Year's Blog Hop!

It's a New Year, and this is traditionally a time for new things: resolutions, interests, hobbies, etc. For me, it is time for my first erotic romance book to be released! Landing the Big Ones is being released by Siren Publishing on January 8. It is currently available for pre-order (see side-bar). My naughty resolution is to continue writing naughty books! My goal is to have at least one per quarter, though if I can do more than that I will!

For this blog hop, I will be giving away copies of my book to 3 lucky entrants! To enter my giveaway, use the Rafflecopter enrty below.

In addition to my giveaway, all the other authors on the hop have a chance to win, plus any comments you leave on my blog, and others, will get you entered in the Grand Prize draw for one of two items.

1. A $100 Giftcard from edenfantasys

2.  A bundle of ebooks: 10 new releases from 10 hot, erotic authors!

Thanks for stopping by! I hope the New Year brings lots of good fortune and happiness your way!

Michelle

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There is supposed to be a Linky List below but Blogger was acting funny. If it's not there, please visit http://www.skyewarren.com/hop/ for the list of all the other hop participants. Don't miss their great giveaways and more chances at our grand prize!

Landing the Big Ones is on Pre-Order!

I can hardly believe it, but Landing the Big Ones is now available for pre-order! I'm practically jumping up and down and my husband is looking at me funny from across the room, but it's so exciting to see something you've worked hard on take shape. This one especially. It's my first book with this pen name and I went through a lot to get it ready.

So time for some shout-outs of thanks:

• to the fabulous folks at Siren Publishing, who have helped me through the process - panicked emails and late night phone calls
• to my family, especially my wonderful husband, who supported me when things were down, and who celebrate with me when things pick up
• to my fellow Sirenistas! Your listening ears and words of encouragement have meant so much.
• to my new followers and readers - thank you for taking a chance with a new author

I am truly blessed to have so many people to lean on. Thanks again!

Michelle

Candy Cane Kink Blog Hop

UPDATE: Dec. 22 - The Candy Cane Kink Blog Hop is now officially over and I have drawn a second winner to make up for yesterday's snafu. Congratulations this time to Jean MP! Thank you to everyone who stopped by and commented. Come back in the New Year when I'll be participating in the Naughty New Year's Blog Hop! Happy Holidays!

UPDATE:  Dec. 21 - Well, with all this end of the world nonsense, and being really tired (it was a very busy week at the day job), I forgot what day it was and actually drew a winner's name a day early. <smacks forehead>  Congratulations, Amy!  But since I was a day early, I'll draw another name tomorrow!

I'm excited to be participating in my second blog hop! I liked the first one so much and loved the chance to hear from so many different people!

For this hop, I'm offering another prize! But I hope you're into delaying your gratification, because it is a copy of my new book, Landing the Big Ones, which is being released in early January. I guess you could consider it a post-Christmas present. Leave me a comment below and I will draw on Dec. 22!

When I did the Hot Winter Nights blog hop, I posted a short erotic romance about three friends who end up on the road to a new FFM menage relationship. The characters are sticking in my head right now and demanding I write more about them, so here's another installment in their story, Chalet for Three.

 

Jane gazed down into Liz’s large brown eyes and held her breath. She and Matt had talked about this so much, and now that it was actually happening, she was worried something would go wrong.

They had been best friends for years, and had been through many good times, and some that weren’t so good. Through it all, Liz had stuck by her side. Jane loved her dearly, though she had never really considered the possibility of having a physical relationship with her. She occasionally dreamt about it though, and when she mentioned the dreams to Matt, he suggested they act on them. That had been more than a year ago, and it had taken them time to work up to this point. Now, finally, Jane was holding her best friend, whose hands were lightly cupping her ass, and whose lips were every bit as soft and delicious as Jane had imagined they would be.

Liz looked at Jane, then over at Matt. Jane saw a tiny bit of moisture gathering at the corner of her eye, and when she met Jane’s eyes again, she smiled.

“I love you,” Liz whispered. “I love you both.”

Jane exhaled as relief washed through her. “Liz, it makes me so happy to hear you say that.” She brought her lips down to Liz’s again and they began moving in unison. Their tongues explored within each other’s mouths, and Jane groaned when she felt Liz’s hands kneading her ass.

Time to make her mine.

Jane slid off to Liz’s side and slipped her hand under Liz’s shirt. Her breasts were large and firm, and the nipples made hard little points underneath the sports bra Liz wore. Jane pinched them between her fingers before she pushed her way underneath. When her hand connected with the bare flesh of Liz’s breast, both women moaned.

Jane couldn’t get Liz naked fast enough. She pulled her up and tugged the shirt over Liz’s head, and then followed that with the sports bra. Jane stared at Liz’s beautiful tits. She had seen them before, but knowing now that she could touch them, and lick them, and squeeze them, made them so much more appealing. She leaned down and pulled one of the pink nipples into her mouth, flicking her tongue back and forth across the tip as Liz gasped. Jane pinched and pulled on the other nipple while her mouth worked on the first. Then she switched. Liz buried a hand in Jane’s hair and held her head in place as she cried out softly.

As she sucked eagerly on Liz’s tits, Jane began tracing circles on Liz’s stomach. She gradually moved her hand down until she reached the waistband of Liz’s pants. She grasped the pants and underwear and began tugging them down. Liz wiggled and shifted beneath her to help get the pants off. When they were down to her knees, Jane moved her hand back up to Liz’s pussy and began to gently caress her mound. She flicked her fingers across Liz’s swollen, wet lips, and then pushed one in between to touch the engorged clit.

“Oh God, Jane!” Liz cried.

Jane smiled and pressed her lips to Liz’s mouth again as she inserted a finger into Liz’s slick vagina. She had never felt another woman before and she enjoyed the warm, wet feeling as she slid her finger in and out.

“More! Put another finger in me!”

Jane was happy to comply and as she fingered her best friend, she began kissing her way down Liz’s neck and chest, pausing to suck on each nipple in turn. Then her mouth moved down Liz’s stomach until she was settled between the other woman’s thighs, staring at her beautiful pussy. Anticipation had Jane’s pussy dripping and clenching in spasms of desire. She had never tasted a woman’s cunt before, but she wanted to. She wanted to bring her friend the most pleasure she could.

Leaning forward, Jane touched her tongue to Liz’s clit. Liz cried out and her hips jerked beneath Jane’s face. Jane began sliding her tongue in circles around the hard little nub. The taste was slightly salty and a little musky, but it was extremely pleasant and had flames of desire shooting all over her. She circled her tongue faster as she pumped her fingers in and out of Liz’s pussy.

Liz’s moans and cries grew louder. “Jane! That’s so good! Oh my God!” Liz reached down and grabbed Jane’s hair. She pushed her pussy up against Jane’s face and wiggled her hips back and forth. Jane sucked Liz’s clit between her lips and held on while her friend went wild beneath her. She screamed as her pussy clamped down on Jane’s fingers and her clit pulsed against Jane’s tongue.

Jane held her mouth against Liz’s pussy until the last wave had passed and her body went limp. Jane pulled her fingers out and moved up to kiss Liz gently.

“I can taste myself on you,” Liz whispered.

“You taste so good,” Jane replied.

They continued kissing as Liz’s hands began to explore Jane’s body. Then she pushed her friend over and lay on top of her. She looked into Jane’s eyes and said, “Now it’s your turn.”

Jane quivered with anticipation.

 

Landing the Big Ones

I finally got it! The cover for my new erotic romance, Landing the Big Ones. Here it is!

It is so exciting to see your name on the cover of a book! It is tentatively scheduled to be released by Siren Publishing as an ebook on January 8 and in print in June. Landing the Big Ones is the first book in a series set in the fictional town of Hedon Falls, Ontario. Here's a blurb and excerpts for your reading enjoyment!

When single mom Serena Keegan finally gives in to her son's pleas for a pet, they decide that fish are the perfect option for their apartment lifestyle. They quickly discover that they have a lot to learn about their aquatic friends. Thankfully, Dalton's Aquariums and More! is there to help. The owners, identical twins Lance and Liam Dalton, both find themselves attracted to her. They are eager to provide her with the assistance she needs, for the pets and for more...personal matters. Serena’s past experience with men has been less than stellar and she worries she and her son will end up hurt. Despite these fears, she finds herself falling for the sexy store owners, whose talents extend well beyond business. But Liam has a past he hasn't told her about and when Serena finds out, it threatens their growing love.

Story Excerpt

When they arrived at the store, Serena did a quick check in the car mirror and they headed inside. Disappointment flooded through her when she saw the young woman behind the cash register. But they were here to pick up a new fish, not see handsome men, she reminded herself. She followed Sam to a tank of bright red fish and was watching them dart around. She became aware of a strange sensation, like a prickling at her neck but much more pleasant. She turned and jumped when she saw Lance standing right behind her. He was so close that she had nowhere to go. She looked up at him, to find his eyes glued to her chest. Heat raced through her as he lifted his gaze to meet hers. Her focus narrowed, and he was suddenly the only thing she saw. As she stared, she heard his deep voice say, “What happened to this guy?” and Sam beginning to respond when it occurred to her that she hadn’t seen his lips move. With a frown she glanced toward her son and saw another man who looked just like Lance standing a short distance away.

Holy fuck, she thought. There are two of them.

She looked from one man to the other. They were indistinguishable from each other. So had it been Lance that first day, or his brother? And who was standing in front of her right now? Her head was starting to hurt again.

“We haven’t been formally introduced,” said the man in front of her. “My name is Liam Dalton,” He held out his hand and she took it. Tingling radiated up her arm and she felt her body reacting automatically, dampening her panties and hardening her nipples. She quickly withdrew her hand.

“Nice to meet you,” she stammered.

“The pleasure is mine,” he replied, glancing down at her chest again.

Serena squirmed as light spasms ran through her pussy. “So, were you the one—”

“With the hard-on the first time you came in here? Yes, that was me.” He had leaned close to whisper it and his breath caressed her ear.

Serena turned bright red. “Oh.”

He laughed, a low, sexy chuckle that made her stomach do flip-flops.

“Can I do anything for you today?” he asked, straightening. He was speaking the way any salesperson might, but Serena heard a deeper meaning in the question.

“The fish died,” she said stupidly, gesturing toward Sam.

Liam thankfully turned his attention away for a moment, and it gave Serena a chance to breathe. She’d been having a hard enough time resisting them when she thought they were the same person. Why was Liam hitting on her when she’d already turned Lance down?

“She probably died giving birth,” Lance was saying to Sam. “These fish have live births instead of laying eggs. I wouldn’t expect the babies to live too long though, not in a brand new tank.”

“Can we get another one?” Sam asked.

“It’s probably too soon,” Liam told him.

“Please! Please!” Sam’s lower lip jutted out in a pout Serena was well-acquainted with. But the men didn’t have as much experience resisting his cuteness and they gave in pretty quickly. They helped him pick out a guppy while Serena watched. She had to admit, they were both pretty good with him.

“You can bring a sample of your water in and we can test it for you to make sure it’s got all the right levels,” Liam said.

“Can’t you test that water?” Serena asked pointing to the dish.

“Not since it’s had a dead fish in it,” Lance replied.

“Can we get something to test it at home?” Serena asked desperately. She didn’t want to come back any more than necessary.

“We’d be happy to come,” he said with a small smile.

Serena’s face reddened again. She didn’t know why they were tormenting her like this.

“No,” she said. “You won’t be coming.” She glared at him, daring him to contradict her.

He looked at her for a moment then held up his hands in surrender and said, “Fine. Have it your way. You can get test strips to use.” He led her to a shelf and picked up a box. He explained how to use it and circled the ideal readings.

“Great,” she said. She followed him to the till and paid then turned around to call for Sam. He bounded over, the new guppy safely ensconced in its plastic bag, and they left.

It was easy to think clearly once she was away from the twins.

Twins!

“Sam, did you know Lance had a twin brother?”

“Yeah,” he said. “Duh!”

“Don’t be smart,” she said.

“But I thought you wanted me to be smart?” he said.

“Let me clarify,” she said. “Don’t be a smart-ass.” Sam giggled as they climbed into the car.

“I saw them both when you fell the other day.”

“Right,” said Serena. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I thought you knew,” he said.

“Hmmm.” When she thought back, she did remember Lance mentioning a brother. She never dreamed he had a twin though. Well, maybe in her wildest dreams.

Adult Excerpt

She turned and rested against the pillows. She spread her legs wide as she played with her tits a little more, loving the appreciative groans she got. She couldn’t believe how turned on this was making her. She’d never done anything like this before. She lowered her hand to her wet pussy and began rubbing her clit in slow circles, whimpering softly. Then she moved her fingers lower and slid first one, then another into her cunt. As she moved them in and out, she watched the men’s hands moving swiftly up and down their dicks. She withdrew her hand and rubbed her juices onto one nipple, the slippery liquid made her fingers feel just like a tongue. Then she lifted her breast again and licked the rosy peak.

“Fuck,” Liam murmured.

She repeated the action with the other breast, extremely turned on now. Serena lowered both hands between her legs and, as she had the other night, began to finger herself with one hand while the other rubbed her clit furiously. She was moaning a little more loudly now as she raced towards orgasm. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, crying out as the spasms racked her body in wave after wave of pleasure.

When the orgasm receded, she lifted her head to see the men working to quickly undress. She watched appreciatively. Their chests and arms were well muscled and had a light mat of hair. But what really held her attention were their beautiful cocks. It looked as though they were identical there, too. They were long and thick, and she wanted them inside of her.

Liam finished first and jumped onto the bed. Serena laughed as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, his tongue tasting her juices inside her mouth. He moved his lips to her ear and groaned, “I have never seen anything so incredibly sexy.”

The bed dipped as Lance joined them on the other side of Serena. His mouth came down on hers and she kissed him eagerly. Hands roamed over her body, squeezing and kneading her tits, stroking her slick pussy. Lance lowered his head to her breast and sucked the nipple into his mouth firmly. He licked it with light strokes and used his teeth to gently nip her. Serena cried out again. It was a new sensation but she enjoyed it. She felt Lance move between her legs, his dick poised at the entrance to her cunt, when reality managed to reach into her lust-fogged brain.

“Condoms,” she gasped. “Do you have condoms? I’m not on anything.”

Lance moved back slightly and gave a frustrated growl. “Shit!” he exclaimed. “I didn’t honestly think things would go this far. Liam?”

“I don’t have any,” he said.

“Fuck!” Serena exclaimed. “I want you so bad, but I’m not going to risk another pregnancy.”

“I’m sure we can find ways to have fun,” Lance said, lying down on the bed between her legs. “Can I lick your pussy?”

“Don’t bother asking, just do it, dammit!” she growled at him. She reached down and grabbed his hair, lifting her hips to shove her snatch in his face. He thrust his tongue between her lips and darted it in and out of her cunt, doing with it what he couldn’t with his cock. Serena moaned loudly and ground herself against his mouth. He moved his tongue up her slit until he found her engorged clit and he began to lick it furiously. Liam’s mouth was on one breast while his hand worked on the other. Serena was sure she’d died and gone to heaven. Lance’s mouth on her pussy was driving her quickly toward another orgasm. The brothers worked her body with their tongues, and she finally came in the most intense orgasm of her life. She screamed out with pleasure, bucking her hips against Lance’s face, her hand buried in Liam’s hair as he sucked on a nipple.

A knock at the door made them all freeze. The door handle jiggled. Thank God I locked it, Serena thought.

“Mom?” called Sam’s sleepy voice from the other side of the door. “Mom, are you okay?” He knocked again.

“Fuck,” Serena whispered. Then she called, “I’m fine, Sam. I just had a…leg cramp…and it was pretty bad.”

“Can I come in?” he asked.

“Not right now, sweetie,” she said. “Just go back to bed.”

“I’m going to get a drink of water,” he said. She could hear him shuffle across the hall to the bathroom and then the water running.

Lance and Liam moved up to lie down on either side of her.

“Sorry,” she whispered.

Lance kissed her, his face still wet with her pussy juice, and she loved the way she tasted on him. When he had finished, she turned her head to Liam who kissed her, too. He lowered his lips to her ear and said softly, “I love the way you taste.”

“Mom?” came Sam’s voice from the hall again.

“Just go to bed, sweetie,” Serena called. “I love you!”

“Love you, too.” They listened until they heard his door close.

Serena relaxed. “I’ve never had to worry about that before,” she said. She looked at Lance. “Then again, I’ve never come hard enough to make me want to scream.”