Friday, February 14, 2014

@Tawny_Savage Stops In to Share What's New in the World of #Bigfoot and #Taboo #Erotica

Welcome to the House of Taboo! I'm Luscious Lia Michaels, your host and co-owner of this naughty adult playground. With me as always is my partner in business and real life, our head bartender Tony. He'll keep the margaritas flowing while our guests and I get to talking and sharing some secrets.

This week we're thrilled to welcome to the center stage, a fellow Sassy Vixen and author of some wildly popular erotica staring Bigfoot. Tawny Savage started out her journey with us pitching a story about a witch getting her freak on with a hairy dude with a big schlong and while she told the basics to the group of us, more of the story revealed itself to her. I'm telling you I was so happy Tony thought to push record on his phone to record the meeting and capture Tawny's story notes for her. Since that meeting and many 'ritas together afterward, she's turned this monster erotica into so much more.

Please put you hands together and welcome to Taboo's Center Stage, my friend Ms. Tawny Savage! 
(the crowd jumps to their feet, clapping and whistling wildly)

Wow! Thanks for the enthusiastic welcome. Who would've thought we'd be here today talking about my best selling Bigfoot Chronicles? Hell, I was thrilled just to be included in the Sassy Vixen brainstorming session and sample all the new 'ritas Tony kept whipping up for us to test out. Speaking of that, you wouldn't happen to have those spicy ones made up back there would you?

LOL! Of course. Those are Lia's favorite too. I always have a batch of those at the ready for her. ;) 

I've added extra jalapeno juice just for the two of you. I know how you ladies love the hot stuff.

Fabulous! Might as well keep them coming. We've got a lot to cover today with your bigfoot erotica and some of the new stuff you've planned for the Temptation Resort shared world series. First though, I read your last blog and you dropped a bomb on me with what you revealed. The villain Travis is the older BROTHER of your Bigfoot hero? I did NOT see that coming.

Honestly, I didn't either. Once I got to the stopping point for Bigfoot Claims His Mate, I thought I was going to have to put on my really dark hat and try to get through the first scenes in the third novella. When we left them, Travis was licking his HUGE hunting knife and plotting how he was going to teach Bryanna a lesson for embarrassing him in front of his friends and family by daring to divorce him. Not only that, she had the nerve to want to fuck Sasquatch...while Travis watched from the garden shed.

I think what bothered me the most about that scene was the fact Travis wasn't mad Bryanna was doing the deed with a seven foot hairy beast. He was pissed she didn't do it sooner and maybe let him join in on the fun. As you remember, Travis had dipped his dick in a Bigfoot hottie so he knows the thrill of it.

Well, it wasn't consensual sex with that female. Travis and his buds had her tied to the ground while they had their way with her.
That's true—but there's more to that story too. What you and the other readers have learned so far are basically he said, she said sort of confessions. We haven't heard Travis tell it all from his side of things. You'll get those answers in the last novella. It's going to be a bit longer than the first two. There's just so much to tell!

Are you going to redeem Mr. Travis Stevens?
No. He is what he is, but you'll get to see why he's this way. When you see what life threw at him as a child, you may understand him a bit more. Forgive him? Nah. He's still going to be at the heart of one of the biggest shocks of the entire trilogy. There's no redemption in Travis's foreseeable future.

Does he even have one? 
If I told you that, I'd give away too much of the story. Let's just say it may not be the ending folks think should happen or that he deserves.

Bitch! You are such a tease!
LOL! I have to be. Bryanna and Ashar hit me with a bombshell the other night. Their story is filled with more twists than I can keep up with at this point. I tease because I'm afraid to say anything and have the story take another turn. 

Well, okay. I forgive you for withholding some of these secrets, but when we're done here you'll have to fill me in on a few so I can be held over to release day. Until then, why don't you tell us a bit about what you'll be doing for Sassy Vixen's Temptations Resort shared world series.
I'm really excited about this project! As you know, Temptations Resort is an island pleasure zone for adults. There they can live out their wildest fantasies. I'm stepping in as one of my own characters to run the Fantasy Play House. It's a brothel of sorts. There resort guests can schedule one night stands with the partner or partners of their deepest, darkest fantasies.

Like a love match with Bigfoot?
Sure. A few of the Forest People have agreed to be a part of it. There will be all sorts of creatures we're taught don't really exist hanging out at the Play House. In fact, they'll not only be employees, but GUESTS of the resort as well.

That's right. I'm excited about that part. Taboo II is going to play a big part in all of their story lines. Make sure you send your characters over too. We're going to have a blast!
I can't wait for the fun to start up. You're book in the series will be the opener, introducing the constant cast of characters while the rest of us build on the world. Do you have any idea what you'll call the book?

Not yet. The title usually comes to me once I've written a good chunk of the story. Right now it's still in the basic outlines. I've been swamped with getting ready for the summer anthology and finishing up Call of the Thunderbirds. How about you? Title?
I'm the same as you. The working title is of course "Fantasy Play House." It's plain and a bit boring but it will do for now. LOL!

When can we expect Bigfoot's Revenge (The Bigfoot Chronicles 3) to hit the retailers? Will you put all three out together in print?
The summer anthology you're working on with the Muses and Bonnie Bliss is going to be out in June/July. We're looking at an April/May release if all goes well. If that goes off on time, then we may be able to have a special print release of the trilogy all under one cover in time for RomCon. Wouldn't that flip out a few of the folks there who frown on our kind of kink? LMAO!

You got that right! If it doesn't shock them, why bother? LOL
Exactly! How about we have another round of these fabulous 'ritas and I'll tell you a few more of the secrets Bryanna, Ashar and the gang have in store for everyone?
Honey, you got yourself a deal! Tony, my love! Please bring over another pitcher of the jalapeno surprises. 

Coming right up! Folks another round is on it's way for all of you too. In the meantime, turn your attention to the right stage where you'll get a reading from Tawny's second novella by two of our regulars, Mr. Gerard Butler and Ms. Scarlett Johansson.


Bryanna Stevens finally found her true soul mate—in the form of the nearly seven foot wall of muscle and hair known by many as Sasquatch. To her he’s Ashar, the next Chief of the Forest People and the object of all her lust and desire.

Once tormented by the hatred he harbored for the humans who killed his mate and unborn child, Ashar finds welcome relief and love in the arms of the wife of his sworn enemy.

Is their union truly a blessing from the gods, or will it uncover secrets that could tear them apart forever?

Adult Excerpt

He watched her set up the multicolored cloth on the ground in the center of the ring of stones. He held his breath as she parted the front of the robe and let it slip from her shoulders to the ground. She appeared even more beautiful than he remembered. The setting sun cast a warm glow over her skin as she knelt and raised her arms up to the sky. A low growl formed in his throat. He wanted her with his entire being. To hell with everything else. His woman called to him.

Ashar bolted out from the protection of his beloved redwoods and stood before her, willing her to open her eyes. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath she took and stirred his cock to full attention.

“You came.” Her full lips parted as a slow sensual smile formed. Her lids fluttered and then opened to reveal eyes as green as the grasses after a summer rain. She held her arms out to him. “I’m yours to do as you wish.”

His knees nearly buckled at the sound of her voice full of lust and desire. His cock stood rigid in front of her and bounced with need to bury itself within her hot folds again. This time he’d take his time and have her in as many ways as possible. 

Her fingers curled around the base of his shaft and squeezed, drawing him closer to her. The other hand parted the hair covering his sacs. She leaned forward and ran her tongue over the engorged head popping out of its sheath. 

He moaned and grasped her hair in his hands as she took him into her mouth. His eyes closed for moment to enjoy the sensations she created with her touch. He’d spent hours watching humans do this to each other and now he understood why they appeared to enjoy it so much. 

She used both of her hands and her mouth to stroke as much of his cock as possible. In this manner she was able to stimulate him from tip to base over and over again. Her tits jiggled as she bobbed her head up and down. 

No, no, no. It’s too fast. “Stop—”

She popped this cock out of her mouth and stared up at him in shock. “You can speak?

He nodded. “Too fast. I want to taste you now.” He fell to his knees before her and waited, his eyes transfixed by her beauty. 
Her hands moved through the hair on his chest then back down. 

“I’ll give you whatever you want. I just never dreamed you could talk.”

He chuckled. “If it brings the smile to your face and the sparkle to your eyes, I’ll speak. But first I want to taste you again. Your scent consumes me. I couldn’t stay away from you if I tried.”

A blush formed from her breasts and up to her cheeks as she lay back onto the blanket. She bent her knees and opened herself to him. 

He inhaled deeply. There was the scent that drove him wild in his dreams. He bent over and kissed her outer lips, already slick with her wetness. He stiffened his tongue and ran it from her ass to her clit and back again in long firm strokes.

Her thighs quaked under his fingers and her breathing quickened. 

He raised his eyes up to see her watching him, anticipating his next move. He held her gaze as he latched onto her swollen nub. He rapidly swirled his tongue around it as he delved two fingers into her hole.

She arched her back, tossed her head from side to side, and gasped. “Where the fuck did you learn to do that…oooohhh!”

* * * *

He feathered the walls of her cunt and brought her immediately into a full body orgasm. Everything she thought about teaching her lover what to do to make her body hum went right out the window. He knew exactly how to bring her over the top in an instant. I have to be dreaming. No one has ever read my body like this.

His coarse hairs scratched her stomach as his body snaked its way up to her tits and painfully erect nipples. The low rumbling growl in his chest buzzed against her skin. He squeezed her tits together and flicked his tongue between them. The sensation sent fire straight to her core. 

She pushed his hair from his forehead and touched his weather worn skin. Nothing about him frightened her and she knew in her gut it should. In his eyes she saw her own raw passion and pain. Here was her true soul mate. “What’s your name?”

He kissed her and drove his tongue past her lips to taunt and tease her. His knees pushed her legs further apart and then he ground the head of his cock against her clit. “Ashar.”

He rolled the end of his name into a purr and once again her body let loose gush of fluid soaking the comforter beneath them. He smiled and she briefly saw his fangs. They were only slightly larger than her own teeth. This solidified her idea he wasn’t the monster the world portrayed his kind to be. 

He kissed her again and scraped his teeth over her bottom lip as if to say he read her thoughts. “What do your people call you, woman?” 


He shuddered against her. “Brrrrryanna.” Once again the deep sultry purr sent her into orbit. He raised his chest from her body, hooked her legs over his lower arms and then slid his glorious cock into her now dripping cunt. “I want you now, Bryanna. Can’t wait any longer.”

“Yes, yes, yes…”She bucked beneath him to meet his thrusts. She wanted him deep inside her as she raced through yet another orgasm.

He shook his head and kissed her again. “Let me love you slowly.” His strokes lengthened as he slowed their rhythmic dance. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You can’t hurt me. This is what I want. I’m yours, Ashar. Your gift from the Goddess.” 

He rolled onto his back and kept her impaled on his dick. He held her against his chest and continued to slowly pump into her, rubbing every inch of her. “Mine.”

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About the Author

Tawny Savage has always enjoyed reading and writing taboo erotica that can bring all of our deepest darkest fantasies to life. Her tales aren’t for the faint of heart and won’t always have the happily ever after ending.  You’ll laugh, cry and want to beat the hell out of some of her characters and that’s just fine with Tawny. She’ll help you do it!

Join her for a ride you'll never forget! Go ahead and drop a line to her through her publisher with her on Twitter @Tawny_Savage or check out her website Erotic Tales from Tawny Savage.

Friday, February 7, 2014

Freaky #Fetish Friday: Author @dxluc Takes Over Taboo's Center Stage with Her #Erotica #ShortStories

Welcome to Freaky Fetish Friday here at Taboo. You may have noticed we've been away for a bit. There's a lot going on behind the scenes with our remodel and build of our second nightclub on the island getaway Temptations Resort. When we have more information on that to share, you all will be the first to hear about it. 

For those of you who are visiting us for the first time, I'm Luscious Lia Michaels, co-owner and host of this establishment. My partner here and at home is also Taboo's Head Bartender. Tony can whip up any drink you desire but his specialties are margaritas. In honor of today's guest: the Smokey Watermelon-Jalapeno Margarita. The glass is rimmed with smoked salt. If you like the sweet, salty taste of margaritas with the added kick of jalapenos and a touch of smokey flavor, this one is for you!

recipe HERE
So who is our guest today? Why it's the fabulous, smokey, sultry, spicy DX Luc. She writes fabulous taboo fantasy erotica. Today she's sharing one of her revamped books Hot Shots. So sit back with your smokey margarita and listen as DX tells the tales...

Why sex toys and domination is the way to go!

When I decided to write the two shorts, Spring Cleaning and Summer’s Break for my book Hot Shots, I had plenty in mind. Something that I hadn’t seen. An erotica where one story had absolutely no sexual intercourse and another where a young college boy found himself at the mercy of his boss’s hot, cougar wife.

I mean think about it. Haven’t you ever wondered what it would be like to not have to clean your home but instead go through your sex toys? Only with the help of a hot, hottie that tells you how to use them and decides if they stay or go? Or what about hating your job because your boss is a jerk and get that bonus you totally deserve from his wife who knows exactly how to make you cum just with her Dominatrix attitude?

Oh hold on, my phone is ringing.

Hello? Oh, yeah. Yeah, I’m going to show off the excerpts. Just hold your horses! Uh...sorry. No, no Mrs. Dickerman. I didn’t mean...Okay. Sorry ma’am.

Sorry, that was Mrs. Dickerman. She’s in Gordon Summer’s story, Summer’s Break. It’s time I shared the sexy excerpts from both tales. Enjoy!

Spring Cleaning

Sam wandered over to her dresser where she had her iPod resting. He picked up the pink and white object, nodding with approval before returning to her side. “Let's take a step back now. Do you like music?”
She trembled uncontrollably and observed his serious countenance as he plugged a cord into the musical device that looked similar to her earbuds. Attached to the lengthy wire was a long silver phallus.
Sam scrolled through her music several minutes before smiling in satisfaction while sliding his gaze over to hers. “Time to dance, baby.”
Oh, lordy lord! What was he planning to do now?

*    *    *

“Why? Why won't you just let me come, already?” Leanore's pleas fell on deaf ears and while she could have easily ended her torment by removing the slender vibrator, she found herself enjoying the way her body was being teased.
Sam had picked the longest song she had and kept it on loop for the last thirty minutes. Sweat trickled between her breasts and worst of all, he had docked the iPod, so she could hear Donna Summer's Love to Love You Baby. She kept tensing when the tempo increased along with the pulsations deep within her. As the crescendo cycled back, she ascended along with the chorus into a state of euphoric insanity.
He sat in a chair that he’d grabbed from her kitchen and watched as she inched toward the precipice of ecstasy. Then his mouth melted into a lopsided grin when the music died down while leaving her frustrated and over sensitized.
She whimpered.
“Aww, Beautiful. Too much for you? I thought you liked this song,” he whispered the words and slid the glistening toy from her pussy. Locking eyes with her, he licked her cream from the device, before placing it in her growing 'keep' pile.
What that expert tongue could do for her!
He looked away to choose the next instrument of ecstasy.
All Leanore had left were unused gag gifts she won at various bachelorette parties and sexy toy events but she’d always been unsure about using them. Now she had sexy Sam here, helping her make valid choices in the most erotic of ways. She wished every spring cleaning could be like this.

Summer’s Break

Swallowing past his hesitation, he dropped the underwear and stepped out of them. Summer licked his lips and took a deep breath, waiting for her to speak. He couldn't fathom it, but all he wanted was to please her in every way. No other woman made him respond so intensely.
“Have you eaten yet, Mr. Summer?” She queried in a cool manner.
Eyes lowered, he shook his head. “I only had a protein shake, ma'am. But it was filling enough.”
Mrs. Dickerman relaxed back against her headboard, stroking her stomach with the tip of the riding crop. She lowered it and directed it between her open thighs. “Then you best come and eat, boy. And don't be lazy about it, or I'll slap your ass.”
His erection grew substantially harder and larger as he complied without delay. Climbing onto the bed, Summer settled onto his stomach and ignored the tingle the scratchy comforter applied to the sensitive head of his penis. With the tip of his tongue, he laved over her outer labia, thrilling in their softness before inching closer to the inner seam. Her folds glistened and the moment he lashed over her pink, swollen clitoris Mrs. Dickerman moaned low.
Summer repeated stopping to blow cool air over his wet trail and she hissed in pleasure. Spurred with her obvious bliss at his expert mouth skills, he dove in and sucked the hard nub between his lips. He attacked her clit like a starving man, drawing upon her silky flesh like it was a pacifier. Her nails dug into his hair, pressing his face deeper against her pussy. A sharp sting blistered his left buttock and when he tried to pull back, she held him steady leaving him only able to look up into her eyes.
“Do more than suck me, Mr. Summer. Lick me like a lollipop and get me wet. I want you to make me cum on those sexy lips.” She pushed his head down while at the same time opening her thighs wider.
He didn't need any more instruction, darting his tongue into her sugary hole. Summer wriggled deeper inside while wanting to reach up and stay connected to her forever. On a stranger note, he realized he wanted the bite of the crop again and shook his ass in a silent plea.
She chuckled and glided the leather over his skin. “You want the pain do you, pretty boy? You want to be my toy, Mr. Summer?” Mrs. Dickerman yanked on his head so that he was pried from his feast.
Tasting her cream on his lips, he gulped down her womanly taste. “Yes, ma'am, I do. Please?”


About  D. X. Luc

An avid reader since I was a child, I never found a book I disliked. Mostly, you could find me lost in Shakespeare, Edgar Allen Poe, or Ernest Hemingway, and my most favorite, Ancient Greek literature. Taking my love of books, I started writing poetry, short stories, and even helped with screen writes for my drama club.
By the time I was in my teens, my older sister introduced me to my first romance novel, The Hawk and the Dove by Virginia Henley. The moment I fell into the world of love, I was hooked, and my addiction for more grew until I found myself delving deeper into the erotic.

After being convinced that I had the skills to try my hand at writing, I went to work on my first story Down the Yellow Brick Road: Finding Home. And since being published, I've not looked back.

Now, as a busy mom of three, with one on the way, that homeschools, drives to activities, and manages to find time to just take a breath, I have to say, I love being naughty when I get the chance. It's freeing and I wouldn't want it any other way!