I’d like to welcome back to A Hopeful Romantic the fabulous Elizabeth Black , who’s here to talk about why we all love nasty fairy tales so much, and then give us a yummy taste of her latest. Welcome, Elizabeth!
Happily Ever After – The Allure Of Erotic Fairy Tales
By Elizabeth Black
Fairy tales have quickly become a very popular form of storytelling. Witness the popularity of American television shows such as Grimm and Once Upon A Time. Erotic fairy tales have always been popular but I believe they are experiencing a resurgence in popularity right at this moment. I’ve even seen submission calls for horror retellings of fairy tales. Imagine Snow White running into seven zombies or Rapunzel being one of Lovecraft’s Elder Beings locked in the tower to keep her away from the townspeople.
I’ve loved fairy tales for a very long time, and I’d wanted to write some erotic versions of them. My first was published by Scarlet Magazine about five years ago. It was entitled Happily Ever After, and it was about poor Cinderella’s dull marriage to her handsome prince. Her sex life sucked! Her fairy godmother was a man who looked like something off an erotic romance novel cover. Long blonde hair, physique as firm as a mountain, and cheeky to boot. He taught Cinderella a lesson she’d never forget.
It took a few years for me to pen another erotic fairy tale. That story is Purr, my short erotic version of Puss In Boots, one of my favorite fairy tales. This story is only a portion of the Puss In Boots tale. Below is information about it. You may find an excerpt on my web site’s Purr category (also listed below).
Name: Elizabeth Black
Title: Purr (Based on “Puss In Boots”)
Publisher: New Dawning Bookfair
Genre: Twisted Fairy Tale
Size: Short Story
ASIN: B005407APY
Cost: $2.99
Blurb:
The alluring puss in boots Muca aspired for her master to become the richest and most respected man in the land, but her job was cut out for her. Could she convince the local farmers to trust in her against the vicious ogre who ruled the region?
Buy Links:
New Dawning Bookfair: http://tinyurl.com/purr-ndb
Amazon Kindle: http://tinyurl.com/purr-kindle
Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/63792
AllRomanceEBooks: http://tinyurl.com/purr-are
Purr Blog Category: http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/search/label/Purr
I’ve decided for the first time to self-publish. This summer, I will release two more erotic fairy tales. Climbing Her Tower is my smutty retelling of Rapunzel. Trouble In Thigh High Boots is my long smutty retelling of Puss In Boots. Both of these novellas are quite kinky. I introduce two very erotic fetishes in them. I won’t say which fetishes. You’ll have to read the books to find out!
And now, a treat! Here is an advance excerpt from my soon-to-be-released erotic fairy tale Trouble In Thigh High Boots. This scene is when Puss (she is a cat/human shapeshifter named Tita) shifts from cat to human form in front of her master for the first time. She helps him to dress her in her leather garments and signature thigh high boots. After all, she is Puss In Boots. This novella is my longer erotic version of that fairy tale. It covers the entire fairy tale, not only a segment like Purr.
Unsnapping the corset in the back, she wrapped it around her torso, fastening the snaps until it held her in a tight embrace. The underwire demi-bra lifted her full breasts, leaving them exposed for his pleasure. Twin globes begged for his touch. Nipples erect and rosy red, the more she admired his aroused state, the darker the warmth grew that spread from her cheeks to her sternum.
Not content to leave things as they be, saunter over to him, and stretch across his lap, she wanted to take her seduction one step further. She reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of elbow-length black suede gloves so slowly she felt as if she did a striptease for him but in reverse. Do you like my little dance, my pet? How often does a woman seduce a man by putting on her clothes rather than taking them off? The gloves slid onto her arms like a second skin. Soft and luxurious, she relished the feel of the treated leather against her sensitive skin. Without her fur and skin exposed to the elements, her body felt every breath of cool breeze that flowed around the cottage. Goosebumps rose as she pulled the gloves onto her bare arms, and her body shivered with delight. She felt every touch of soft fabric and brush of air on her sensitive skin for several hours after shifting into human form since her body was unprotected by her thick layer of tawny fur when she inhabited the body of a cat.
Once the gloves were in place, she pulled out of the knapsack a leather collar adorned with brass studs. The ruby crystal hanging from the center ring caught the light of the room, bending it in refracted beams all colors of the rainbow. She snapped it open, and held it out as if questioning whether to place it around Dylan’s neck or hers. As Dylan reached for it, she pulled her arm back.
“This one’s for me.” She cocked her head in his direction while a cheeky smile spread across her face. “Would you like to put it on me?” She teetered in her stiletto heels, swinging her hips as she took a few steps towards him. Without warning, he reached for her waist and pulled her into his lap. His erection poked at her thigh, and she knew he couldn’t get much bigger without bursting. She placed her collar in his hands, and guided him by the wrists to place the device around her long neck. Warmth emanated from his body and from the hearth, but the warmth from his body felt sharp and thrilling. Amid his sweat and the odor of freshly mown grass on his clothing, she inhaled deeply to take in his masculine scent. As she pressed her face into his unkempt brown hair to take in his full flavor, her breasts brushed against his cheek. Fingers gripped each breast like a vice, twisting them out of the demi-bra with such force that a mewl of agonized pleasure rose from her solar plexus. When his mouth found her right nipple, she arched her back to accommodate his desire as much as her own. When was the last time a virile man had taken her so forcefully?
Keep an eye on my Facebook wall and my Twitter page for updates regarding when Trouble In Thigh High Boots will come out. I’m releasing it during the summer. If you like hot and smutty fairy tales, this one is for you! And don’t forget Climbing Her Tower, which will be released at the same time. Rapunzel wants out of that tower very badly. By the way, that horrific Lovecraftian Rapunzel I described earlier in this article? I’m writing that one for a horror call. Here are my Facebook and Twitter links to keep track of my progress and release dates:
https://www.facebook.com/elizabethablack
http://twitter.com/ElizabethABlack
Remember, there is always a happily ever after ending, even for the zombies. 😉
It took me much longer to conceptualize Darrin, the alpha male hero type. Most of the guys I write don’t really fit that mold; I like to create characters that are a little bit broken, often a little socially awkward, but who really do it for the right partner. So I wanted to find a way to combine the two elements – a man who was clearly an alpha male in one situation, but who was really soft and vulnerable in another. When I found an image of a dark-haired, charismatic man holding a camera, I realized that was the key to Darrin’s character. Behind the camera, he could be the strong silent type. In front of it, he could be something else entirely. And sexually? Sexually, he could be the kind of man who was happy to take control, and just as happy to give it up—to the right woman.
Excerpt
Of course, the relationship between an older woman and a younger man is one that’s all too easy to turn into a capacious reticule of clichés. She can seem too desperate; he can come across as an improbably experienced stud. And the idea that this type of partnership can really last has taken a severe bashing, as the poster couple for toy boy love, Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher, who at one stage didn’t appear to be able to keep their hands off each other, have gone their separate ways. Though maybe their break-up should serve as nothing more than a warning not to post nauseating love notes and sneaky crotch shots of the missus on Twitter…
Michael returned to his stool at the other end of the bar and then thinking for a moment he dragged it closer to hers until he was almost within touching distance. Of course, it was essential he got closer so he could look at the silk stockings, which were gleaming enticingly in the dim light of the bar and which Imogen had now boldly crossed.
Constance first started writing and winning prizes when she was a child. However, after taking a degree in economics and languages she was pressed into work first as a court room reporter and later translator and tutor. An ardent book worm, books and writing were never far from her mind and in her spare time she wrote several novels just for fun. It was only after a serious accident though and long periods spent in bed, that she turned to writing seriously and after accumulating loads of work was eventually convinced by a friend to send her first story in for submission.