About Judy Kemp
Hi, I’m Judy Kemp. I’ve been reading erotica since my early teens, when I had to shoplift it from local bookstores as they wouldn’t sell it to me, and even if they did I’d have been too embarrassed to buy it. It was a lose-lose situation. Erotica has opened so many doors for me as a woman. It inspired me to experience and savour many different sexual scenarios and those, in turn, helped me to discover many previously hidden facets of my true sexual nature. When I read erotica, I like the sex to be frequent, kinky and rough. And that’s the way I like to write it. I live in London and love the shops. I’m married.
“I hate men who are afraid of women’s strength.” – Anaïs Nin.
EXCERPT FROM A BOUQUET OF GARDENIAS
BY JUDY KEMP
…As we enter the bedroom, the sight awaiting us is so erotic that I’m afraid Steve might come too soon. Fiona, the vibrator’s power turned up to the max, is enthusiastically fucking herself with long, deep penetrations. Her lovely face is in a grimace and she’s biting her lower lip so hard I’m afraid she might make it bleed….
…She looks up at Steve and her eyes are on the bulge in his crotch straight away.
‘Do you want Steve to enter you now, babe?’
‘Yes. Yes please. I think I’m ready.’
With her free hand, she caresses one of her breasts. Her eyes are half closed and she’s panting steadily and slowly. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone more ready in my life.
Steve removes his boxers and his erection springs upwards. I grab it and give it a few more rubs, then step back…
…‘Just doing this is so, so good for me. Just showing you my breasts while we’re all sitting in your dining room talking. I know they’re big and I know they’re a sexy shape. I know you’re both looking at them and it’s arousing for me. I’m excited because it’s a shocking thing to do, for me, anyway. I’ve been starved of this sort of attention. I’m sure you’ll understand. I knew I could do this with the both of you. You both seem so nice and understanding and I knew you wouldn’t freak out. I’d been thinking about it on the way over here. I’ve compared them to lots of photographs on the internet. I’m sure they’d take photographs of me on some of those sites if I offered them.’
‘I’d subscribe straight away if you ever did that!’ says Steve, laughing.
‘Are you kidding? A site with naked photographs of you on it? God almighty.’
‘Maybe photographs of me having sex, as well. Would you want to subscribe to that?’
‘Maybe a film of me having sex. Taking different partners. Maybe more than one at a time.’ She rubs her hands up and down her thighs and licks her lips. ‘Me being fucked by men and women I didn’t know. People watching us.’ She pushes her thighs against each other, her nipples rigid. ‘People filming me being fucked and putting it on the internet where everyone can see it.’ She rubs her breasts softly and gives both nipples a quick pinch…
About Louisa Berry
Vanilla Extract is Louisa Berry’s debut novel which tells the story of a recently divorced middle-aged woman (Lou) who embarks on a journey of self and sexual discovery. From monogamy to finding her own sexual empowerment, each chapter tells of a new encounter in which her appetite for excitement is nourished. Vanilla Extract describes her adventures and misadventures in a scene that she was totally unfamiliar with, but soon acclimatised to very naturally…
Louisa Berry is a middle-aged divorcee who works in Finance in Canary Wharf. She lives in Hertfordshire with her children.
Vanilla Extract is published by 3P Publishing, Corby, Northants.
EXCERPT FROM VANILLA EXTRACT,
BY LOUISA BERRY
…Lou withdrew from his mouth and began to work her way down his athletic body. His neck was first, gentle caressing with her lips, down to his chest once more. Never leaving out the nipples, they received some more focus before she dragged her tongue along the surface of his skin down past the obvious place and to his inner left thigh. Hair sweeping over him, tickling him with its gentle touch, Lou began to softly bite his skin. It wasn’t rough or painful, but sent shivers through him. He let out a gentle moan, as he pushed his groin area up into the air. Licking up to his stomach, she again swept over him to the right thigh and began again. His cock was feeling neglected and ready as it pointed to the ceiling waiting for her tongue. Instead, her cheek brushed against him. Looking up and smiling, he noticed how she was enjoying teasing him so.
Now it was time for her tongue to work its magic on him. His cock was dribbling now in anticipation. Clear sticky pre-cum was escaping from the tip of his shaft as she slowly began licking this off and carrying on down to his balls and back up again. She ran her hands up his stomach and tweaked his nipples. She could tell he wanted to be inside her mouth now, but she wasn’t ready to give him that pleasure. Taking her time up and down, she moved back across his groin and forced her tongue inside his belly button. He gasped, sighed and then laughed as it has made him cringe ever so slightly. Lou smiled too and then went back to her prize.
Hungrily taking his cock in her mouth, she grabbed his balls and massaged them in time with her hard sucking. His entire body curled up as his back arched with delight. “Fuck me!” He shouted out as his back returned to the bed. “Oh I intend to,” she replied and then continued, but eased off on the pressure. Gently licking up and down his penis again, she took the head in her mouth and grabbed it in her left hand. Holding it tightly, she pressed down hard with her tongue and felt him shudder beneath her. To-ing and fro-ing, she licked down on the tip before releasing her grip and then sucking slowly up and down. He moaned with pleasure as she began to build up momentum. Faster and deeper she moved on him. His hand came down on the back of her head now, pushing himself deeper into her mouth as she gagged. It had brought tears to her eyes and she knew it would likely have made her mascara run ever so slightly. Withdrawing, she used the extra saliva to lubricate him as she slid her right hand up and down him. He was bulging and ready to pop!…now buy the book