Guest Blog Post "Sexting"

I am honored that Author Felica Fox is going a Guest Blog Post!!!

What's it about? 

Sexting of course!

Don't forget to grab her 2 books about Sexting they are Hot Hot Hot!

This post is an exclusive excerpt from Felice’s upcoming companion to the “It’s Just Sext” erotic romance series.

I’m the author of short erotic romances and novellas, but some of the hottest, most satisfying stuff I write happens one sentence at a time, over text messaging. How is it satisfying? Because for me, texting is one of the wonderful little tools we can use to experience pleasure and explore our sensual selves. In this post we’ll talk briefly about what that means, and I’ll share a quick little “game” to try yourself.

For many of us, the sensual self is like a muscle that hasn’t had much use. Have you ever gone to the gym and done more than you thought you could? Or walked away doing less than you know you were capable of? When it comes to our sexual selves, we sometimes don’t know how far we can push—how to identify our desires and then make them happen in real life. We have no idea the extent to which our wanton, writhing, inner naughty-girl, might go in the pursuit of her carnal pleasure. 

But pursue it, we must! I like testing my sensual boundaries, exploring depth and range. We’re here on this planet to experience physical gratification, to be happy, to enjoy our bodies. And we have to make some effort, take some chances perhaps, in order to figure out what we need.

So here is an idea you can try to start exercising that muscle. The “game” is simply to find and send images (or words) that arouse you and make you feel sexy. Yes, the hope is that the recipient will find it sexy too, but the main idea is that you use this as a tool to experience your own pleasure. A positive reaction from your partner is a bonus. It’s not the goal.

Select the first pic or gif that your body reacts to. Tell your brain to shut up. Clear your mind of the idea that you are looking for something your partner will like. Clear you mind of the idea that your partner might be uncomfortable, shocked, annoyed or critical of your choice. If it turns you on, grab it.

Now, consider what it is about this image that arouses you. For example: ‘It reminds me of myself’, ‘I love the look on her face—I want to feel that way’, ‘the way her hair falls over his shoulder’, ‘the way his fingers are squeezing her thigh’, ‘he looks like he wants to devour her’, ‘his skin looks tight and tasty’, etc. Using just a few words or a brief sentence or two, type your feelings about this image into on your phone. Add the link. Now hit send. 

Consider the fact that in these moments, you are alone. You are the agent of that flutter in your heart. When you hit ‘send’—if you were honest with yourself—you created a moment of authentic sexual expression. You worked and strengthened the sensual muscle, which absolutely needs regular use. Next time you’ll be quicker, more agile.

And the last thing to do… text your partner these words: “Your turn.”

Recap:

1. Search Tumblr for erotic images. As soon as you see one that makes your heart thump or your face flush, copy the url. Ignore your brain. 
2. Paste the url to a text message.
3. Write a quick impression. What turned you on about this image?
4. Hit Send.
5. Text your partner: “Your turn.”

Excerpt from “It’s Just Sext” by Felice Fox

Lauren sat down on a corner of the bed, switched the television on, then off again. She could sense his approach, somewhere in the dark, making his way to her from across the country, across the city, to this hotel, this room, this space, after months of pure, ridiculous, long-distance lusting over, of all things, text messaging.

She chose to meet him at a hotel, not let him into her home, her perfectly meted out personal space. She was crazy to let him in at all, but she didn’t know how to protect herself at this point. From a distance, she could, sure. He was just some guy sending her love notes, photos and videos, and who mysteriously refused to actually speak to her over the phone. But what would she do when he reached her door? Her limbs shook and she had to move. She couldn’t wait in the hotel room for him. Maybe if she met him in the lobby or on the street she could maintain some distance, a safe space between them for a little while longer. Give her time to think, settle into the idea of him being...real. Plus, from the lobby she could still run.

This had been her problem all along. She could not stay still when it came to him. He did something to her—his eyes, his lips, the way he touched himself and showed her everything without holding back. They all conspired to plough her under—make her lose her footing and stumble onto her own hand, rubbing almost incessantly to soothe over and over again, her constant state of arousal. She was like a trained pet—one look at him and her little cunt was overheated and begging. Her own sense of propriety kept her from giving in and telling him what she wanted, what she would do to him given the chance. But he knew well enough. That was why he was almost here, after all.

He had sent her photo after naked photo of himself, and each time she found herself wanting a little more. It had been going on for months since they discovered each other’s profiles online. She lived in Santa Monica, and he worked on cruise ships. Marc spent his months circling the globe from one port to the next—though never anywhere near hers. Until now.

She imagined herself on her knees, taking him in, feeling the press of his hands behind her head, forceful, adamant, fingers twisted in her hair while he fucked her mouth. She would grasp the backs of his strong thighs and arch her back to look up at him whenever he let up on her, catching his beautiful stare, his lips slack, shiny, and bitten red. He was so bad, so very bad for her. Wasn’t he?

It’s Just Sext and the sequel, Perfect Sext are available now at Amazon. 

About Felice

Felice attributes her love of romance novels to an early, feverish bout with The Kissing Disease. Take Me for Longing, a current Amazon bestseller, was her fiction debut. Her release, It's Just Sext, hit #1 on Amazon's Bestselling Sex Books list in less than three weeks. The second title in the series, Perfect Sext, is available now.

Felice began writing professionally in 2001 and is a bestselling author in the non-fiction market. Her work appears in online learning courses and many popular retail websites. She sends naughty text messages from Los Angeles, California.

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