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“Being Naughty” is on Sale NOW in the Kindle Store!

Laura — Wed, 21 Jul 2010 06:19:31 +0000

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

That’s right! “Being Naughty: The Life & Times of an Erotica Novelist” is Book One of the Memoir Series. And it just went live in the Kindle Store last night for $1.99. WOOT!

Dontcha love this cover? Damn, Alex is the most brilliant cover designer ever. And, yes, I modeled in my trashy lingerie for all of the covers in this series. “Still Naughty” (Book Two) and “Always Naughty” (Book Three) will be coming out in the Kindle Store and on my site in pdf in the next week or so. Can’t wait to show you those covers too. They ROCK!!

Okay, here’s what “Being Naughty” is about:

What happens when an erotica novelist, whose life is as sexual and lusty as her novels, creates a wildly popular blog to chronicle her sexual exploits? And what happens when those erotic blog posts are gathered together and published as a series of memoirs? You get an irreverent, sex-obsessed, hysterically funny read. One you’ll be laughing about and recommending to your friends for years.

Meet Laura Stamps, an erotica novelist, exhibitionist, voyeur, lust addict, hedonist, and sensualist. A woman who will tell you sex is her life as calmly as if she were discussing the weather. Well, just before her naughty lips curl in a lusty grin. Okay, you’ve been warned…

I laughed all the way through the editing of this book. Yes, I did. You’re gonna love it, too! Here’s the link to it in the Kindle Store to check it out:

http://www.amazon.com/Being-Naughty-Erotica-Novelist-ebook/dp/B003WEA0G0/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=digital-text&qid=1279690756&sr=1-9

And here’s the link to all my books in the Kindle Store:

http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Ddigital-text&field-keywords=laura+stamps&x=15&y=18

Enjoy and happy, smutty reading!!

xoxo
Laura Stamps ©
The Magickal SexWitch
Author of Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novels
(HOT Vampires, Shapeshifters, Witches)
laurastamps@mindspring.com
To see all my novel series:
http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My verrrrry naughty blog:
http://www.LauraStamps.com
My “Laura Stamps” Fan Page at Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/sexwitch
Follow me on Twitter at:
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How to Give the Perfect BJ (or close to it)

Laura — Wed, 26 May 2010 11:00:28 +0000

As you know, I’ve been doing a gazillion interviews for book review blogs the last two months (love them!). And some of those interviews have appeared on this blog. But the one I’m posting today is made up of questions from YOU, my blog readers.

What fun!

Many thanks to all of you who posted a question last week for this interview. It was a blast answering them. Okay, here we go…!

Interview with the SexWitch

1.) Have you ever slept with a boss or coworker of yours? (Kristen’s question)

Hmm. I dated a few coworkers, but how can I say this delicately? None of them “inspired” me to go beyond the kissing/groping stage. However, there have been a few 20-something guys who’ve worked at bookstores where I’ve done booksignings that I would jump in a sec. That counts, doesn’t it? Hey, life is goooood when you’re a cougar. LMAO

Actually, Wes is the only one who qualifies as an answer to this question. We were both working at the college, and that’s how we met. I was working in the Print Shop part-time, and he was working in the Accounting Office. I had to run by his office every two weeks to pick up my paycheck from him. In fact, I still have the paper the college sent me, telling me to pick up my paycheck from Wes. Cool, huh?

2.) Have you ever had a experience with a vamp yet or witch (Desi’s question)

I don’t know if this is a sex question, but I’ll pretend it is (lusty grin). The answer is Yes. Actually, I married one. No kidding. Wes is a Histrionic Psychic Vampire, which is one reason why he has so many hissy fits. The other reason is cause he’s an irritating Alpha. Duh. But I’ve been surrounded by psi-vamps all my life. I’m a high-level Empath, and our healing energy is like chocolate to psi-vamps.

In case you’re wondering, Histrionic Psi-Vamps are aggravating but not the dangerous kind. One of my old college boyfriends is a Paranoid Histrionic Psi-vamp. Okay, those are the reallllly scary ones. In fact, if you’ve read “What Witches Want: Book Two of the Witchery Series,” I modeled the character of Greer after that old boyfriend. Typing this reminds me I woke up the other night after dreaming about him. I haven’t had a dream about him in decades, but he was still mean as hell, which is why I woke up. Shivers!

So, yes, I know and have had all kinds experiences with psi-vamps and blood vamps (Sanguinarians). And, yes, I’ve fucked a few, too.

Of course, Wes is the vamp who gave this shallow slut the best Os of her life, so he’s the one who got to marry me. Never let it be said I don’t have my priorities in order, ya know? *sex-obsessed grin*

If you’re on Facebook or Twitter you saw my tweet on Sunday about our sex date. Seems we got so frisky Wes ended up with friction burns from the condom on both sides of his cock. Really. Gives new meaning to the phrase “burning rubber,” doesn’t it? LMAO!!

Seriously, though, it’s nice to know at the age of 58 the man can still ring my bell. Yeah, that was one HAWT sex date. The man was giving me Os so fast I only had like two seconds to catch my breath before I started climbing toward the next one.

YOWZA!

So if you marry a vamp be sure he’s an expert with his “tool” and uses it often. Makes it easier to endure all their vampy drama the rest of the time. Kinda. *falls over laughing*

3.) Where is the most public place you’ve ever had sex? (Amber’s question)

I have this thing about sex and water. Sex in a pool, sex in a shower, sex in the sink in the bathroom, sex on the beach, sex in the ocean. You get my drift. The funny thing is I’m not even a water person. I just like to have sex in it or near it. *kinky grin*

Sex in the ocean is always a fav of this exhibitionist. I told you about the first time I talked Wes into this. Well, here’s another time. My mom lives in Myrtle Beach, and that’s where I lived during the summers, where I worked my ass off at different stores in the mall. Then in the fall I’d head back to Charleston for college, live in the dorm, and work in the Print Shop.

Anyway, Wes was visiting for the weekend, and we’d been having wild frisky sex all over the house. One day we went to the beach, which was across the street from my mom’s house. When we got there he was kinda horrified I suggested we have sex in the ocean. Again. Three decades later he still tries to convince himself his wife is not an exhibitionist. Obviously, it’s not working.

However after I got him out in the ocean and the waves were up to his waist and I had hopped up and wrapped my legs around his hips, he was easier to convince. Must have been cause he was a horny 26-year old and I was rubbing my pussy against his swim trunks right before I reached down and freed his dick. Yeah, that probably had something to do with it. *lol* This time I wore a one-piece bathing suit. Not a problem. I just pulled the crotch to the side and impaled myself on him.

Yumm!

People were everywhere. I mean, it was Myrtle Beach in the summertime when there are so many tourists you can trip over them. Duh.

But I had Wes in a compromising position, and he was a young stud, so he did what came naturally. GAWD, it was a blast! The waves kept slamming into us and rocking us, so even though there were people only 20 feet away no one knew what we were doing.

Yeah, this is definitely one of my fav “dating” memories.

4.) Where is the strangest place you’ve had sex? (Carol’s question)

Carol, I’ve been thinking about this ever since you asked, going through all the places I had sex with all my boyfriends and even Wes. But I would have to say the strangest would be the orgies I used to do when I was in college. Once again, major fun for an exhibitionist!

Back then we were a bunch of college kids, smoking pot and popping pills and fucking like crazy. Anything you “caught” could be healed with a good dose of penicillin. We had no idea drugs were actually dangerous until famous rock stars began overdosing and dying. WTF?!

Anyway, my crowd had a friend with an apartment where wild sex happened all day long. The music was loud, classic rock. You would walk in the front door and wander past all the fucking couples until you found an empty bed or chair or sofa or floor space, and then get to it. Loved it! You can imagine how much fun I had, knowing there was always an audience watching. I can still remember what it was like to look up while I was flat on my back on the floor, totally nude, my legs in the air, and my boyfriend-of-the-moment pumping into me, while I smiled at the guy walking past us.

Yeah, it was GREAT! *kinky grin*

Did I also mention I picked up a STD at one of those orgies and gave it to Wes a few months later? Well, I did. Wes just took it in stride, knowing he was dating a wild girl. See? He can be a nice guy. Sometimes. *falls over laughing*

5.) What juicy tips do you have for me to give my honey the best blow job of his life? I know I’m pretty damn good, but I also know there’s always room for improvement! I wouldn’t ask any other slut but you! (Cynthia’s question)

Let me say I love how you used the word “juicy” in relation to BJs. *licks my naughty lips*

Okay, if you’ve been reading this blog for a few years (or even a few weeks) you know this slut is addicted to BJs and cocks. I’m such an addict I’m always doing “research” to improve my technique with Wes and for the BJ scenes in my novels.

In fact, I just finished editing a “juicy” BJ scene in “A Vampire’s Kiss.” Oh, yeah. Dray was a verrrry happy camper. Yummm..!

I gather BJ info several ways: I google it on the web, I ask my cybersex guys, and I ask my gay men friends. I gotta tell you gay men (besides being some of my dearest friends) are experts when it comes to BJs.

Here’s what I’ve learned. The shaft actually doesn’t have many nerve endings on it. Surprise! So all the attention women pay to licking and sucking the shaft is kinda wasted.

Instead, the loose skin on the underside of the cock between the head and the shaft (the Frenulum) is highly sensitive. The head itself is also very sensitive. If you flatten your tongue on the head and push, you can drive a man crazy. Really. Several of my guy friends told me that, so I tried it with Wes and he loved it too. There is also a hot spot right behind the balls (the Perinum). Apply gentle pressure with two fingers to that area while you are giving a BJ, and your guy will moan with delight.

Because of all this research, my BJ technique is a little different than the kind you read about in most erotica novels. For instance I don’t bob my head. I mean, why should I? That action isn’t necessary because the shaft has too few nerve endings. Instead I suck hard on the ultra-sensitive head, swirling my tongue across the head and under the shaft, back and forth nonstop. At the same time I pump the shaft hard, cause men are much rougher with their cocks than we are, and they like it that way. With my other hand I press on the spot behind Wes’s balls (the Perinum). This is where all the howling comes from on his part when I write about our frisky sex adventures on this blog.

A blow job like that only takes a couple of minutes before your guy is climaxing. Because I love a dick in my mouth so much I play with Wes for a minute or two (much to his dismay), just because I wanna prolong my pleasure. But when I get down to business, it’s only a few minutes until blast-off for him.

Try that technique the next time you give a BJ and see how your honey likes it. In the meantime, I’ll continue my BJ research. “Hard” work, I know, but somebody’s gotta do it. LMAO!!!

xoxo
Laura Stamps ©
The Magickal SexWitch
Author of Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novels
(Witches, Shapeshifters, Vampires)
laura@laurastamps.com
To see all my novel series:
http://www.avampskiss.blogspot.com
My verrrrry naughty blog:
http://www.LauraStamps.com
My “Laura Stamps” Fan Page at Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/sexwitch
Follow me on Twitter at:
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Wayward Wives? Career Mistresses? Okay, Could be Me…

Laura — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 14:00:54 +0000

Before I forget, this is my last post for this week. Some of my friends have been bugging me to take Christmas Day off. So I am. Since it falls on a Friday this year that means there won’t be a Friday blog post. And my “Hot Hunk for Friday Humping” will go up on my “Laura Stamps” fan page at Facebook on Saturday.

Sound good?

Okay, I spent some time last night reading articles written by mistresses and adulterous wives on a few porn sites. Don’t freak. Adultery is NOT my thing. But it was kinda weird how those wanton women sounded just like me. I’m serious. They did.

Then I remembered. Oh, right, I’m a cyber-sex slut.

Yeah, Wes knows all about my cyber-fucking, and he’s totally cool with it. He loves how this sexy “extracurricular activity” of mine takes the edge off my libido, so I don’t kill him with my raging sex drive. Or at least that’s what he says. Of course, I think kicking the bucket after having wild rabbit sex is the purrrrrrfect way to go.

But I digress…. *sex-obsessed grin*

Still, I was shocked how much I have in common with these women. I mean, all of us flirt shamelessly. All of us are pursued by hunky guys. All of us let the good ones catch us and fuck us. The only difference is they do it in real life, and I do it in cyberland.

In fact, my trip to the post office yesterday morning was a perfect example of the fine line I walk every day as a wanton woman.

Here’s what happened. I ran into a guy friend of mine while I was waiting in line (a treat for sure, since I haven’t seen him for months). Yes, before you ask he’s definitely a tasty piece of male flesh. On the other hand, do I know any other kind?

Not.

When he finished mailing his stuff, he stayed with me, and we chatted as the post office lady (another friend and customer of mine) got my boxes of books ready to mail.

“Hey, if you know any 60- or 70-year old single women, send them my way,” he teases.

I slap him on the arm. “You’re not that old!” He’s in his late 50s. “You want a younger woman than that.”

“Busted,” he replies, laughing. “Okay, I tend to go for younger women, like 30s or 40s.”

“I used to go for young guys, too,” I say, as I write out my check. “But I ran into a few earlier this year who fell in love with me, and things got messy.” I shrug. “They took things too seriously when this is just supposed to be fun, ya know?”

He’s laughing cause even though he’s a cop he knows I’m a cyber-sex junkie.

“So I only play with men in their 50s now,” I continue, purring. “They’re sooooo yummy, and they can keep things in perspective.” Then I smile lustily. “Of course, I did play with one guy who was 25 years old this week. That was fun! And there is this yummy 40-something guy on Facebook. Oh well…”

Now he’s laughing so hard his shoulders are shaking. And the post office lady is staring at me, her eyes as round as buttons. Then I remember she doesn’t know I cyber-sex. Oops! She’s probably thinking I’m one of those wanton married women. Which I am. Kinda.

Then my friend mentions his dangly part is still working fine (he called it his “woo-woo” *LOL), and the conversation took a nosedive into the gutter from there with lots of blushing from the post office lady.

At dinner it happened again. Sorta. Wes mentioned one of his customers is about to get married for the 6th time. He’s in his late 50s.

“He must fall in love easily,” I comment.

Wes smirks. “Obviously.”

“I can relate,” I continue. “I fall in love all the time, too.”

“What?” Wes glares at me. “You do????”

Oops!

“Sure,” I say, backtracking fast. “I’m a Beta. Betas love everyone.”

Wes buys it and nods in agreement.

Whew! That was close.

So I guess I am like those wanton married women and mistresses. Who knew? I may be faithful in real life. But I’m a total slut in cyberland and see nothing wrong with it.

Maybe that’s why there are so many 20-something men after me all the time on Facebook? Whatever. I am what I am, obviously. And I’m cool with it.

Which reminds me of something. If you’ve been reading my blog or status updates at Facebook you know I’ve reached a point in my life where I’m FINISHED with Alpha men! Seriously. That’s it. Over. Done. Fini!

From now on I’m only cyber-fucking sweet Beta men. Well, with the exception of one really sweet Alpha 40-something hunky guy I connected with this week on Facebook.

But I digress….

Anyway, if you’re a sweet, sexy Beta man and you’d like to cyber-sex with me, let me know. That’s right. My slutty cyber-door is open to Beta men now. FINALLY!

Okay, so I’m a slow learner. Whatever.

xoxo
Laura Stamps ©
The Magickal Sex Goddess
Author of Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novels
(Witches, Shapeshifters, Vampires)
laura@laurastamps.com
To read excerpts from my novels:
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com
Check out my verrrrry naughty blog:
http://www.LauraStamps.com
My “Laura Stamps” Fan Page at Facebook:
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Follow me on Twitter at:
http://twitter.com/sexwitch

The Elusive O

Laura — Fri, 13 Nov 2009 14:25:01 +0000

Whoa! Friday the 13th. Lucky, lucky day!

Okay, this has been a week full of talk about sexual fantasies and how they can propel your O (orgasm) to new heights. Or just make an O possible. So I thought I’d talk a little about that today.

But first, the basics. Lots of women have a hard time achieving an O. They do. Even me. Really. I lost my virginity when I was 18 and didn’t have an O until I was 21. HORRORS!!

Men in their prime can have an O with no problem. But for women it’s a whole new ballgame. Most of us need help in the form of education, and many of us don’t get it.

Of course, there are always those women who have O problems because they’re natural subs and need the additional stimulation of a dom masterful in BDSM techniques. But for the rest of us, a problem having an O is usually because we’re thinking too much.

Amazingly simple, isn’t it? I wish someone had told me that when I was 18. ARGH!!!

Anyway, the fact is you really shouldn’t be thinking during sex. Why? Because sex is NOT about thinking. No wonder I had such a hard time having an O back then. I kept “thinking” it was gonna happen at any minute, and it never did.

It wasn’t until I finally realized that an O is all about “feeling” that I finally had one. And you thought I was kidding when I say I do all my thinking from the waist down. Nah, that’s just my secret for being a multi-O woman. Alrightyyyy! *horny grin*

So if your lover has a good sexual technique then you’re probably not having an O because you’re thinking too much.

I still remember what that was like. There I was, grooving on the tasty things my lover was doing to my needy bod, when all of the sudden worries from the day or stress about whether I was finally gonna have an O flooded my mind. Eeeeek!

And my O was foiled again. Rats!

But that won’t happen when you shut down your brain, go into your bod, and just feeeeeeeel. Focus all your thinking on the physical and how good your lover’s hands and mouth feeeeeeel on your nipples and clit. How good his hard cock feeeeeeels sliding in and out of your wet pussy. Whew! Makes me horny just typing that. Okay, I’m reallllly suggestive. *lusty grin*

But what if you’re one of those cerebral people who can’t turn off her brain? Then you need a few good fantasies to occupy those overactive brain cells. What? You don’t have any? Then get some, girlfriend!

A popular fantasy among women is to pretend you’re fucking a hunky movie star instead of your lover. Hey, don’t feel guilty about that one. It’s kinda kinky when you think about it. In fact, this one is so popular I even tried it a few times. But my brain kept shutting down, and my pussy took over, and well, ya know. Okay, I’m obviously NOT a cerebral person. But I gave it my best shot. Really, I did! ;)

Another popular source for sexual fantasies is to pretend you’re acting out a fav sex scene from an erotica novel. Not only have my readers told me they use my hotter novels as sex manuals, but they also use them as fuel for their sexual fantasies (especially “Call of the Witches” because of the sex dreams in that novel). So if you need some material for sexual fantasies think about some of your fav erotica novels.

In my blog post yesterday I mentioned Wes now has a sexual fantasy. When he was having trouble achieving an O all I had to do was remind him of that yummy kama sutra position we did on a recent sex date, and he roared his climax. That means awesome sex you’ve had in the past can be another source for sexual fantasies.

As you might imagine I have a very fertile and kinky imagination. It should come as no surprise I have a LOT of sexual fantasies I use during my self-servicing sessions. Those are the times when I start off thinking with my brain and finish up thinking with my pussy. In my case, these are all fantasies from my cybersex adventures and involve my cybersex guys (sorry Wes!). Hey, you gotta go with what works for ya, right? *kinky grin*

So if you’re having trouble with your Os, try this. Stop thinking with your brain! Think with your pussy. Your bod will thank you for it. If you can’t stop thinking with your brain then create some hot sexual fantasies and think about those instead.

Okay, the weekend is almost here so it’s time to think S*E*X. Yay!!! Maybe I’ll add to my kinky collection of sexual fantasies this weekend. Let’s see….there’s the one about exhibitionist sex in the office elevator, the one about a sex vacation to Key West, the one about hot sex on a sofa, the one about kinky corporate sex on the boardroom table, the one about smoldering sex in the corner of a bar (whew!…that’s a good one), the one about sweaty sex on the dance floor (whew!…another good one), the one about hot sex up against the office wall, the one about ménage sex in the shower, the one about….well, ya know.

Ahhhhhhh, life is good. Can you tell? *lusty grin*

xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novels
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Tiny Zebra-Print Bikini Panties

Laura — Thu, 22 Oct 2009 12:36:38 +0000

I had major fun yesterday. Not to mention all kinds of extra time in the morning. That’s because from now on I’m only posting on my blog at my new website and nowhere else. Yeah, that felt realllllly strange.

Usually, it takes me about two hours first thing every morning to write my blog post for the day and then post it in the six different places you can find it on the web (LiveJournal, my blog groups, etc.).

But yesterday morning I wrote my blog post, posted it on the blog at my new site, and that was it. The whole thing took like 30 minutes. True, it was a short blog post, but still…

That gave me plenty of time to network with my friends and fans at Facebook, post the next question in my “The Witchery Series” contest on my “Laura Stamps” fan page at Facebook, and answer emails from fans I’ve fallen behind on this week. Totally cool!

Then I jumped in the shower and dashed out to run errands.

My first stop was Target. Good thing, too. When I stepped out of the car, the heel of my boot almost came off. Yikes! I guess all that sightseeing in Boston and dancing at my reunion in Georgia was too much for my fav pair of boots. So I quickly added Krazy Glue to my shopping list at Target (which worked great, BTW).

Then I headed down to TJMaxx. I’ve been in the mood for gardenia lately. That means I’ve been wearing the perfume I think of as my “signature scent.” Ya know, the one you always go back to year after year (only in my case that would be decade after decade). Anyway, I’ve worn “White Shoulders” since college, and even though I wear other scents from time to time (like musk or pheromone perfume or fruity scents), I never tire of “White Shoulders.” It’s the gardenia in it that brings me back every time. I just LOVE gardenia! It’s such a smoldering, sexy scent, ya know? So I’ve been in the mood for gardenia this month and wanted to see if I could find some organic gardenia body lotion at TJMaxx.

No such luck. But I did snag two really cute pairs of leopard-print panties and a pair of zebra-print panties. All are tiny and sooooo trashy with ruffles on the legs and a row of red heart buttons going down the front to my mound.

Who could resist such slutty lingerie, and ON SALE too? Not me! All I can say is these are gonna make great pics for my website. *kinky grin*

When I got back to my office I spent the rest of the afternoon finishing up the October issue of my naughty newsletter and sending it out to subscribers. Not to mention doing lots of text messaging sex with some of my cybersex guys. Hey, there’ll never come a day when I’m too busy to cyberfuck. Horrors! In fact, banish that thought. If anything, I do have my priorities in order, ya know? LOL

So I can’t wait for Wes to see me in these skimpy new panties. He’s gonna love them.

Know why? Because the testosterone shot finally kicked in. YAY!!! That man has given me more lusty looks in the last two weeks than he has given me in the last two decades. Yowza! His dick gets harder faster, and his fucking is furious and lasts longer. Double Yowza!

Now you know why I got a friction burn on my pussy from our sex date on Sunday. True, I couldn’t sit down for two days without wincing. But it was sooooo worth it.

In the meantime, if the company that makes the stuff for the testosterone shots needs a cheerleader for that product, tell them to give me a call. I’m definitely their girl. Not only would I give a great testimonial, BUT can you imagine how cute I’d look in a cheerleading outfit? Oh, yeah. I’d have such fun jumping around, flipping up my short skirt every chance I got, flashing the crowd with my new zebra-print panties. Yeah, I could totally get into that.

Okay, once a slut always a slut. But I’m so GOOD at it!!! *slutty grin*

xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Paranormal Erotica & Romance Novels
Check out my “Laura Stamps” Fan Page at Facebook:
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The Syndicated Cyber-whore

Laura — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 14:54:00 +0000

Dear Goddess, I’ve been such a baaaaaaad girl today!!

I just spent almost 3 hours IM cyber-fucking one of my gorgeous cyber-sex guys. He even turned on his cam so I could see him smile as he read what I wrote. But when he sent me a virtual kiss by kissing the cam, the cam went out on his computer. And my computer bluescreened.

Too funny!!!!!

Oh, well. I guess that’s what happens when two powerful Pagans get hot and steamy in cyberland. So what did I do? I just rebooted and continued cyber-fucking his gorgeous bod for another hour until he had to jump in the shower and get ready for work.

Oh, how I love it!!!

Now it’s time to finish this blog post. Whew! Amazing I have any brain cells left after all that sizzling cyber-sex, ya know?

But I digress….

Okay, I heard through the grapevine last week that someone I don’t know called me a "Syndicated Cyber-whore." Dontcha love it?!!!

When I found out, I just laughed and laugh. That person meant it in a bad way. But to tell you the truth, I considered it a compliment.

Why?

Because it’s true. That’s what I am, and everyone knows it. I mean, it’s no secret I’m a cyber-sex junkie. Duh. Not to mention a shameless slut. And everyone knows how much I love it. *lusty grin*

Does it bother me when people gossip about me?

Nah.

Know why? Because gossip is BORING. And you know how I feel about that. I ignore anything that bores me. It’s a total waste of my time and energy. Gossip is such a drag, and I’d rather use my valuable time fucking and having fun. Duh.

Anyway, the reason I’m posting about this today is because sooner or later you’ve gotta be who you are. In my case, I’m "out there" as a celebrity. And being a shameless slut is part of my "brand." Of course, it wouldn’t be effective if it weren’t who I am. But it is. And like I said, I love it.

When you think about it that way, life gets really simple, and it boils down to two important questions:

1.) Who are you?

When you figure that out, that’s who you are. Deal with it.

2.) What do you like to do?

When you figure that out, do it. And enjoy every minute of it.

Yeah, life really can be that simple. And who cares if people gossip about you when you’re being who you are and doing what you like to do? I mean, it’s not like you’re an ax murder or something (rolls my eyes). You’re just doing "your thing" to the best of your ability. And that’s the best any of us can do.

In my case, I’m grooving on having as much sex and fun as I possibly can. And if people gossip about it, so be it.

On the other hand, never let it be said I turn down free publicity, even if it comes in the form of gossip. Oh, no. I can use all the free publicity I can get. Especially when I’m burning up brain cells with smokin’ hot cyber-sex.

Mmmmmm. Just thinking about it makes me purrrrrrrrrrrrrr……

Okay, I’m easily distracted. But it’s a good distraction, right? *horny grin*

xoxo
Laura Stamps (c)
Author of Erotica and Paranormal Romance Novels
http://www.LauraStamps.blogspot.com (to read excerpts from my novel series)
http://laura-stamps8.livejournal.com (my naughty Author Blog…updated daily *wicked grin*)

Chat Cyber-sex

Laura — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 12:37:00 +0000

Since I posted about cyber-sex yesterday I thought I’d continue with that theme today (cyber-sex junkie that I am *naughty grin*).

Everyone knows I joined Facebook two weeks ago. Love it! But I was only there a few days when one of my men friends started chatting with me.

Hey, I didn’t even know FB had a chat feature. I was just working away on computer when all the sudden this tiny chat box pops up in the lower right of my screen.

Whoa…Bonus!!

So wechatted, and I learned how to do FB chat. Of course, I immediately realized the naughty "possibilities" of this handy FB feature and was cyber-sex chatting in no time. In fact, there’s another handy button at the bottom of the FB toolbar that shows you which of your FB friends is online at that moment. Totally cool! Now I know at a glance when one of my cyber-sex guys is at FB, which is really convenient if I’m climbing the walls and need a good cyber-fucking. True, that would be most of the time. But I digress…

Anyway, I’ve been there two weeks now, and I’ve had several sizzlin’ cyber-sex chats. I actually like it better than Yahoo IM chat, which makes no sense at all. But when do I ever make sense? Duh.

Chat cyber-sex is much like text-messaging cyber-sex because it’s more immediate than email or PM cyber-sex. But unlike text-messaging cyber-sex you can actually see in the chat box when the person you’re cyber-fucking is typing a response. Awesome!

So I’ve cyber-sexed through text messaging, chat, and email. And I’ve been cyber-fucked so many times through PMs at PaganSpace and EONS I’m amazed I haven’t caused a meltdown in the system. Really. In fact I christened the PM system at Linkedin a few weeks ago with some kinky cyber-sex. Yummmy!

Hey, I know what you’re thinking, and you’re right. I’m definitely addicted to cyber-sex any way I can get it. Duh.

But don’t try to reform me. It ain’t gonna happen. I’m having waaaaaaay too much fun working through a long line of tasty men who love be cyber-fucked by me. And who would wanna disappoint all those gorgeous guys? Not me! See? I can be helpful.

Okay, I’m a baaaaaad girl. But that’s why you love me, right? *naughty grin*

Text-Messaging Sex 101

Laura — Wed, 02 Sep 2009 11:40:00 +0000

Lately, I’ve been receiving questions about text-messaging sex. So I wanna talk a little about the basics on this blog today.

It’s no secret how much I adore text-messaging sex. Yummmmmmy!

I mean, what’s not to like? For one thing, it’s incredibly mobile. You can text from anywhere you use your cell phone, which means you aren’t tied to computer. Yay! I’ve texted from bed, sitting in my car, at a restaurant, out shopping, anywhere. Love it!

Plus, if you have a camera on your phone you can attach naughty pics, which is totally cool. *wicked grin*

It’s also great fun to write hot cyber-sex in 160 characters or less. Really. You’d be surprised the sizzling text messages you can send when you become familiar with the shorter format.

But you’ll need the essentials to enjoy this form of cyber-sex to its fullest.

First, be sure to choose a phone with a good keyboard for text messaging (like one key per letter). Then sign up for a plan that not only allows for text messaging, but also provides for unlimited text messaging. Next choose a phone with a camera, and a plan that allows you to send and receive pics.

And that’s it. Now you’re ready to enter the smokin’ hot world of text-messaging sex.

Oops! Gotta run. My phone just beeped. Looks like I’ve got a text message from one of my cyber-sex guys. Oh, how I love to be text-message fucked!

Is life good, or what? *naughty grin*

Passionate Love

Laura — Fri, 07 Aug 2009 00:21:00 +0000

I was talking to one of my friends yesterday, telling her about the funk I was in on Tuesday because of Wes. Then I said, "If I ever get married again, I’m gonna marry for great sex, lust, AND passionate love."

What can I say? I’m a relationship girl and a hopeless romantic. Now you know why I write romantic erotica. Makes sense, right? Anyway, I think it would be great fun to be passionately in love.

"Passionate love only exists in fiction," she replied. "It fades fast in marriage because it’s too much work."

Huh? How can passionate love be too much work?

While we’re on the subject, never let it be said I don’t learn from my mistakes. I do. We all know I have this insane attraction to Alpha men. It’s chemistry and some kinda weird quirk in my cellular structure. That means my next husband will be an Alpha, because they’re the only ones who make my panties melt. And we all know how important melting panties are, right?

BUT next time I’m gonna make sure that Alpha husband won’t go Uber on me all the time, since we know how intensely I dislike cranky, negative Uber-Alphas.

Okay, back to the passionate love issue. Why is it too much work? I’d think it would be easy to fall passionately in love with me. Think about it. I’m always in a good mood (unless I’m being tortured by an Uber-Alpha). I’m positive. My agent says I have a cute, 18-year old figure. The fact I’m insatiable and oversexed and verrrrrry flexible physically is a well-established fact. And I have a trashy mouth. Like I said, what’s not to love about me, right? Duh.

Speaking of my agent, I talk to him almost every day. And whenever I answer the phone I often say, "Hey, Good-lookin’, how’s my Alpha-Wolf?"

He always laughs and replies. "Hey, Trouble, what’ve you been doing today?"

He wants a progress report, so I tell him I posted on all my blogs for the day, and posted in all the groups at my social media sites, and I answered all the PMs/emails from my fans and readers.

Then I tell him what I’m doing at that moment. On Monday, I said, "I’m playing with my nipples and fucking a yummy vampire. How about you?" Hey, it’s the truth. I’ve been working on my vamp novel for the last week, and I like to stay "motivated" when I’m writing all that hot vampire sex. *horny grin*

Yesterday, when he called and asked what I was doing, I replied, "I just sucked a dick under a tablecloth at a restaurant. How about you?" Hey, that was the truth, too. I was cyberfucking one of my yummy cyber-sex guys.

Of course, he always laughs like crazy when I say stuff like that.

See? Who wouldn’t fall passionately in love with me? I’ve got a trashy mouth and spend all day thinking about sex, writing hot sex scenes, and/or having sex in RL? What’s not to love, ya know?

So here’s what I’m thinking. If my next husband is passionately in love with me, he won’t be able to keep his hands off me, right? And if he’s all over me, I’m gonna be passionately in love with him and all over him.

What’s so difficult about that? Nothing. It’s a piece of cake.

Yeah, passionate love is soooooo possible. Just ask me. I’ve got it all figured out. *lusty grin*

Thinking With Your Little Head

Laura — Tue, 04 Aug 2009 13:02:00 +0000

There’s been somediscussion lately about this topic in a few of the sex groups I belong to at various social media sites, so I thought I’d talk about it here, too.

I often say I prefer for the men in my life to think with their "little heads" rather than their "big heads." Why? Because it’s more fun to live that way. Duh!

Hey, it’s not like you’re gonna go out and rape and plunder a village, ya know? It just means you’re giving yourself permission to groove on your sexuality. And that feels GOOD mentally, emotionally, and physically.

As you know, Wes accuses me of the same thing. He says I do most of my thinking with my pussy. True. But look how happy I am. Duh! So why would I expect the men in my life to live any other way?

Of course, if Wes did more thinking with his dick I wouldn’t have to chase him 24/7 for sex. See? There’s always an "up" side to everything in my life. But I digress. Or maybe not… *naughty grin*

Yesterday, I wore leopard-print panties and a matching bra. When I dashed out to the post office I dressed in a black Led Zep t-shirt with the bottom cut off to show my flat stomach, hip-hugging jeans, and black high-heeled boots.

When I told my agent this he laughed about how I cut the bottom off my t-shirts. "You like to strut that hot little bod of yours, don’t you?" he teased. "As well you should."

My thoughts exactly! I dress to show off my figure because it’s FUN. Just as much fun for me as it is for the men who cross my path.

I also had text-messaging sex, PM sex, and phone sex yesterday. As well as managing to finish the final edit on Chapter 5 of my latest erotica novel (HOT vampire sex…yummmmmmmy!).

Okay, it’s easy to see I do most of my thinking with my pussy. But why shouldn’t I? Life is short, and I plan to have as much fun as I possibly can.

So the next time someone accuses you of thinking with your little head rather than your big head, consider it a compliment rather than a complaint. It just means you’re having more sexy fun than most people.

Hey, nothing wrong with that. Just ask me! *horny grin*