Every Night Erotica

Well, folks, I'm sorry to say that Every Night Erotica, a site I wrote a lot for, is no more.  The editor couldn't get enough submissions (365 a year) to keep it going.  I'm hoping eventually she'll start a new website called Every Week Erotica or something. 

Until then, I'll just have to think of other ways to keep you entertained.  In the meantime, you can read every story I wrote for Every Night Erotica--and then some--in my e-book "Start Me Up: A Collection of Erotic Love Stories." 

And if you like menage stories, check out my other one, "Working Out the Kinks."

Until next time, read something sexy. 

It'll do you good.

My First Threesome Online

My First Threesome is out now, and available here.

Kinky Oldster Porn

My latest story (two part, next part appearing next week) for every night erotica here.

My First Threesome

My First Threesome comes out Thursday!

(I didn't see it on Amazon yet, but I imagine it'll be on the publisher's website: Ravenous Romance )

Look for my story, "My Special Day."

That is all.

My First Threesome

I'm not sure of the release date yet, but I'll keep you informed.  Be sure to look for my story "My Special Day."

Working Out the Kinks

Hey, everyone!  My sexy new e-book, Working Out the Kinks is now out.  Get your copy today.

Love, Angie

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/tags-on-product/B0071MU1LI/ref=tag_dpp_cust_edpp_sa

I've been hard at work this week writing an erotic (what else?) e-book.  It's called. "Working Out the Kinks" and includes three fun stories about threesomes (M/F/M).  It's in the publisher's hands as we speak and should come out within three or four months, maybe even less.  I'll keep you updated as I know more.
Love, Angie

Teaser: Not Since Chris

Hi, Everyone.
I'm bored today so I thought it might be fun to slip in a little teaser from a story I finished yesterday.  I hope you all enjoy it.
Angie


Not Since Chris

She brought my drink to me and went to stoke the fire. Just having something to do seemed to calm her and she jabbed a log with the tip of the poker. Orange sparks flew up the chimney, reminding me of home. I had an agonizing hard-on by then and wanted to fuck someone, anyone. I took a serious slug off my drink, then I stood up and went to grab her from behind. I slipped the poker out of her hand and turned her around to face me, then I backed her against the nearest wall and pressed her against it so tight I heard the air leave her lungs.
“Kiss me,” I told her. “Like you mean it.”
“I do.”
She kissed me so hard and so thoroughly I thought she’d climb down my throat, and when she pulled away she shot a wicked little glance at Kisho.
“You try it,” she told him. “I’ll bet you haven’t been kissed like this since Chris died.”