What are your naughty plans for the New Year? At the top of my to-do list is putting together a collection of popular favorites and brand-new sexy stories set in Japan due out this year with Iro Books. When Lisabet Sarai and Jennifer Wright invited authors to participate in the Something New, Something Naughty Blog Hop, I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to whet your appetite with a tantalizing excerpt from one of the stories in the collection.
But that’s not the only treat I’ll be serving up today. The New Year is one of the most important festivals in the Japanese calendar. The whole country closes down for a few days while families gather together to feast on special good luck foods such as ozoni, a delicate seafood soup with grilled rice cakes. Unmarried children also receive red envelopes with money called otoshidama. In keeping with the spirit of generosity, your hostesses for the Something New, Something Naughty Blog Hop will be giving away special prizes. The Grand Prize is a $60 gift certificate to EdensFantasys. Two other winners will receive a $25 gift certificate to their choice of the following book sites: Amazon, All Romance eBooks, Barnes & Noble, or Total-E-Bound.
And I will be giving away one of my ebooks—your choice of Amorous Woman or The Mammoth Book of Erotica Presents the Best of Donna George Storey. All you have to do to be eligible to win is leave a comment on this post or at any of the other blogs listed below. The more blogs you visit, the better your chance to win!
And now, please enjoy a steaming bowl of ozoni and some spiced New Year’s sake, while I share an excerpt from my story, “Spring Pictures,” about an American bar hostess who receives a book of traditional Japanese erotic prints from a shy client. Drawn into the timeless sensuality of the pictures, Anna and her admirer, Kimura, decide to recreate the print below in a room at a romantic country inn in the mountains north of Tokyo. Sensuality, voyeurism, and new love all play a part in this naughty scene.
Anna’s body took on a strange languor as she knelt before the old-fashioned mirror stand—for that is where Kimura placed the futon—and set the book down. He knelt behind her and eased the robe over her shoulders, arranging it at her waist.
“Now fix your hair. Like the girl in the picture.”
Anna raised her arms and grabbed two thick ponytails of honey brown hair in each hand. The pose stretched and lifted her breasts, as if she were offering them--not to him, exactly, but to someone waiting in a mirror world beyond.
“Now, how was the man touching her?” Kimura pulled one side of the robe open like a curtain and began to tease her curls.
“I smell your fragrance, Anna,” he whispered. “I could smell you when you were showing me the book. A most joyous perfume. I worried you thought I was nothing but an old fool. My English is too poor to say the things in my heart. My dream, Anna-chan, is to meet in a place where we don’t need words.” His finger inched closer to her clit. “Senzuri they called it in the old days. A thousand rubs. Do you think it will take a thousand tonight?”
She moaned and swayed back against him. Kimura wasn’t impotent. The evidence was pressing into the cleft of her ass. If only he would touch her breasts, too. The starched cotton robe the inn provided had been chafing her sensitive nipples all evening. They needed soothing with hands and lips. But that wasn’t in the picture.
And neither was the maid, now standing in the doorway with a tray in her hands.
With a yelp of surprise, Anna crumpled forward, scrambling to cover herself with her robe.
“You asked for more tea, sir?” The maid’s voice was as cool as a mountain stream....
A happy, healthy, and creative 2013 to you! Be sure to visit check out these exciting new and naughty authors below and leave a comment on their blogs--I hope you win a prize!