MY LIFE AS AN ASPIRING EROTIC ROMANCE AUTHOR
As I faced my fiftieth year, I started taking stock in my life and making some changes. Unlike some of my friends, I did not visit a plastic surgeon nor did I start a hot affair with a much younger toy. No, I decided that I would try to exorcise the voices in my head and attempt to write a book. The story idea that unfolded is an Erotic Romance, it is a mixture of a cougar tale with a big/beautiful heroine. I spent last summer working on it.
Often, I have heard from my author friends about the difficulties they face, I too, ran into the time-management problems, the inability to remember even the most basic grammar rules and the lack of motivation when it is time to write. It is gratifying to claim to be an aspiring writer but in truth, it is a lot of work and not very glamorous.
Perhaps I don’t fit the idea of what a woman who can write hot sex scenes should be like. I am large-sized, favor cardigan sweaters and nerdy glasses. I don’t write in a sexy negligee, wear leather or Louboutin shoes with glossy red lips. I’m usually in my comfy yoga pants with my hair in a ponytail sans make-up. At my work when introduced to new hires, I have heard, “She writes dirty books”, added to my description. I try to look innocuous but I am usually greeted by a suspicious stare as if I was just deep throating the stapler or stoking my breasts.
I also am asked the usual questions, No- I have not experienced everything I have written about, No–sadly my husband will not act out the sex scenes I imagine. I will admit that I have used two Barbie Dolls and once, I did stand over my Mastiff to see if a variation of doggie-style was possible (it would involve super-human balance). My male beta-reader was concerned that I use pussy lips instead of labia, we then spent time discussing anatomical vs. common names. We then spent an hour dueling over terms for body parts, playing which term is sexier.
The greatest discovery while on this journey is the vast amount of support that others have given me. Authors, friends, co-workers and my beta-readers have been generous with their time and knowledge. I am enjoying this new venture. I have met wonderful people and learned quite a bit about myself. I hope that one day soon, I can share one of my stories with you.
from the novella A Change for the Good, Copyright Melanie Jayne, 2013, Not Yet Published
“Fuck me, no Zoe, I am going to fuck you. I am crazy for you. You make me act like an animal. You’re mine and I want everyone to know it. I am going to fuck you until you say it out loud.”
He pulled her hips back, thrusting his thigh between her legs to open them and then stepped back. Slapping her ass again, he liked seeing the redness from his hand on her pale skin. He grabbed his cock and aligned it with her entrance and slammed home with a force that pounded Zoe into the arm of the sofa and lifted her off her feet. Tony set the pace, fast and rough. Sweat formed on his body as he relentlessly pounded into Zoe.
He reached around and pinched a breast, “Say it Zoe, say it goddamn it.” He ordered .
“Fuck you,“ she retorted but he noticed she was pushing her hips back to meet his stroke.
“No baby, I am fucking you.” Tony reached under his cock and gathered some of her juices and coated his index finger. He then let that finger travel down her ass crack to play with her sensitive hole. “Now Zoe,” he growled, low and guttural.
She didn’t respond so Tony jammed his wet finger through the ring of muscle at the opening of her anus. Zoe screamed and came, her body convulsing. He continued pumping the finger in rhythm with his hips. He was close so close. He could feel his balls begging to explode. “Last Chance Zoe,” he warned.
Melanie Jayne is an aspiring author. She has completed an Erotic Romance manuscript and it was rejected. She now has submitted a short story for submission and is currently working on an overhaul of her first manuscript. She also has an outline for a Ballroom Dance themed novella waiting in the wings. She lives in Central Indiana with her very patient Husband and two Mastiff dog-children. You can follow her fledgling writing career on facebook at Melanie Jayne, Author, or check her out on Twitter.