Giselle Renarde is an award-winning queer Canadian writer. Nominated Toronto’s Best Author in NOW Magazine’s 2015 Readers’ Choice Awards, her fiction has appeared in nearly 200 short story anthologies, including prestigious collections and Lambda Award-winners. Giselle's juicy novels include Anonymous, Nanny State, Tragic Coolness, In Shadow, Cherry, Seven Kisses, and The Other Side of Ruth.
(Includes the exciting series conclusion: Ben finally solves the mystery of the stolen money…and must learn to live with the tragic knowledge that one of his closest friends was not what he claimed to be!)
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It struck Nina suddenly, as she lay watching the pre-dawn sky glide slowly from dusky gray to molten gold, that she hadn’t slept well since the night of the barbeque. And as much as she hated to admit it, there could only be one reason why.
Her family had moved from Montana to Florida nine years ago, just after her twelfth birthday. Muriel had become her very first friend, and they’d been inseparable ever since then. She couldn’t remember a time when Asher hadn’t been hanging around nearby, as older brothers so often did—but she’d always thought of him as, well, just a friend. Muriel’s older brother.
All that had changed on the night of Jared’s barbeque. Suddenly, for the very first time, she’d become aware of him as a man—a sexy black-skinned giant who’d stirred her blood to a flashpoint boil when he’d protectively laid his massive hand on her shoulder to warn Jory away.
The shock of it had literally stolen her breath, and the rest of the evening had whipped by in a hazy blur. Every nerve in her body had ached with the need to drag him into some dark corner and attack him!
But when he didn’t feel the same about her…
How could she possibly risk losing the deep, comfortable friendship they’d shared over the past near-decade just because she itched to peel him out of his clothes and impale herself on his lusty big shaft?
She knew it was big, too, because she’d seen him in a swimsuit too many times to miss that vital detail. Big, long, and thick, with a delightful curve that she knew would stroke her right to the core, and give her explosive orgasms.
Was that why she’d bought a new vibrator that matched his provocative shape and dimensions when her old one had finally died?
Why on earth hadn’t she ever really seen him before, and considered the delightful possibilities of taking him as a lover?
She’d been too used to looking at him and just seeing Muriel’s mildly-annoying older brother, she admitted with an edgy sigh. And maybe she’d been afraid that it might destroy the special camaraderie she and Muriel had always shared. True sisters-of-the-heart bonding was rare. She’d walk ten miles over burning coals before she’d allow anything to damage that.
So here she was, caught on the horns of her own personal crisis…and horny as hell because of it. She couldn’t turn back the clock and become not-aware of him again. But if she took matters…and him…into her own clever hands, as Astra had with Jared, she’d probably send him running for the hills. Running and screaming in panic, she concluded with another gusty sigh. And that would ruin things for everyone…
Collin and Nicole descend even further into a sex-laden affair. Their lust and passion for each other seems limitless. Now addicted to watching the sexy couple, Nick purchases a chastity device, a new toy designed to increase his frustration and pleasure as he sinks further into the role of Cuckold Husband. He continues to struggle with his own desires, which the chastity belt seems to make even stronger.
Collin and Nicole start openly dating, and Collin introduces his beautiful Latin lover to a world of professional athletes, movie stars and super-wealthy individuals. Nicole is soon surrounded by wealthy black men, and finds Collin’s world too seductive to resist.
Nick witnesses how money, power, and her gorgeous black lover capture his wife completely. He struggles to hold onto his wife, maintain his career, and protect his daughters.
Cuckold’s Voyeur Road is the continuing story of Nick and Nicole, and their journey down the path less traveled.
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All of them were standing, talking, and laughing together. The in-crowd. I watched them for a while and when some bodies shifted, I finally saw my wife. She stood next to Collin, her arm inside his, laughing with another man who was talking with them both. He looked like the same guy she’d let fondle her and then kissed.
I tore my eyes away from the party and scanned the crowd. I didn’t want to get caught staring. A smorgasbord of beautiful women filled the club. Flesh glistened under the club lights, scantily clad women competed for attention, and men stared hungrily. When I looked back at the party, Nicole was talking with a woman, smiling and whispering like old friends. They put down their drinks and left the VIP area together. Arm in arm, they strode towards the bathroom; and throughout the club heads swiveled in their direction.
The urge to follow them was overpowering. I set my drink down at the bar, and indicated to the bartender that I would be right back. The crowd was thick. I made my way through the throng of bodies towards the restroom. There was no way I was going to follow the girls into their restroom, but I wanted to be a little closer to Nicole. I wanted to see her up close and maybe eavesdrop on her conversation.
I leaned up against the wall and waited. A steady crowd of people flowed to and from the restroom and I started to think that there was no way I’d see her. I stood even less of a chance of overhearing her, as well.
Fortunately, I was wrong.
A loud shriek of laughter echoed in the hallway, and I glanced around the corner. Nicole and the other woman were holding on to each other and laughing hysterically. I pulled back and listened.
I didn’t recognize the voice.
“Huge and he knows how to use it.” I recognized Nicole’s voice and her giggle. “His body is amazing, like black granite. I’m getting wet just thinking about him.”
“Wow,” she said past a giggle. “You’re lucky. He is gorgeous. Hey, what’s going on with his attorney? Am I crazy or did I see sparks flying between you two?”
“You’re not crazy. I think his attorney is hot,” Nicole’s voice replied. “We kissed the other night.”
“Wow. You are so bad! Maybe you could have both of them.” She giggled. “Does Collin share?”
“What?” Nicole's voice was shocked, but intrigued. “No, well, I don’t know. We’ve never talked about it.” Silence echoed in the hallway before her voice shattered it. “Do you think he would?”
“I don’t know, but some guys like that sort of thing. You should talk with him about it. Wouldn’t that be a fun night?”
All that changes when their friends from college, Matthew and Victoria, come to town and stay at their house. Victoria is a BBW - that is - a big, beautiful woman with curves in all the right places and then some. Victoria will take the lead and call the shots as they all swap partners and enjoy the kinkiest experience they've ever had.
This story contains themes of swinging, hotwives, wifeswaps, and BBWs.
At Oasis headquarters, they're in the business of making dreams come true—especially for the people who work there. When Lydia lands a job there, she is required to make a wish, only she doesn’t want to risk her heart, so she wishes to serve a Dom without the complications of a romantic relationship.
Wilder Burke, son of the Oasis founders, is just the man for the job. Years of accumulated misunderstandings means he must settle for the little bit she's willing to give. Will Wilder fight for Lydia, or will he let fate tear them apart once more?
Warnings: D/s, bondage, impact play
She runs somewhere far away, where nobody knows her name.
Cornelia finds work as a companion to a king of the Moroccan deserts. But the journey there adds complications that she is completely unprepared for. A savage beast of the scorching heat steals her heart and intends to take her for himself.
Will she be able to resist his advances? Will she be able to handle his explosive desires? Or will she run away again, even before she reaches the king?
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I cried out in surprise when he knelt down and his fingers joined my own in kneading the ache out of my ankle. "Does this pain you?" he asked as I watched, wide-eyed, how expertly he massaged my tensed muscles.
"Only sometimes," I said.
"Perhaps you only need to relax," he said and bade me to lie down against the couch so he could continue coaxing the tensed muscles to relax.
My heart pounded against my chest but I closed my eyes and leaned back, willing myself to relax as he massaged my ankle. His hands moved slowly upwards, kneading my calves.
"Relax," he soothed as I breathed in sharply. "I'm not going to hurt you."
"I know you won't," I said with conviction.
He continued kneading the firm flesh of my calves, then moving downwards to turn my foot this way and that, repeating the motions over and over, alternating between kneading my calves and my ankle.
Then, his hand moved ever upwards until he was palming my inner thighs and I gasped. My eyes shot wide open and I moved to get away from his hands. "What are you doing?" I demanded.
He pushed me back down, "I told you to relax," he said.
"And I asked what you're doing!" I demanded, surprised by his sudden touch on my inner thighs, so close to my throbbing heat.
His gaze held an animal-like lust that burned me. "I need to confirm whether you are pure. Or perhaps you would rather we do it in the presence of the other men later?" he suggested.
I gulped, hearing my own heart beat against my chest in a noisy thump that I was certain he could hear. I was completely aware of what he intended to do. "The man said it doesn't matter if I was a virgin," I said, my voice and hands trembling with fear of what he could do, regardless of whether I allowed him to or not.
"Perhaps I have some ulterior motives then," he suggested without shame, flipping my dress up to my waist and pressing his face to my inner thigh. He inhaled deeply and I could feel the hammering of his own heartbeat against my leg.
What could be better than ten scorching tales? How about ten bisexual shorts and novelettes by an award-winning queer author?
In Bisexual Beauties, eroticist Giselle Renarde assembles an eclectic cast of characters to arouse and entertain you. Girlfriends share their first taste of man in “Felicity’s First” while frisky folk singers take Winter along for the ride in “Forbidden Folk.” A curvy girl joins the action when she walks in on her co-worker crush seducing a sexy stranger. A proudly bisexual building super fixes more than just leaky pipes, and a concerned BFF helps her married friends break down barriers when she jumps into bed with them.
New fiction and fan favourites team up in this threesome-packed anthology. Whether you’ve always been a little bi-curious when it comes to erotica or you’re a die-hard fan of girls who love girls and guys, dive between the covers with these bisexual vixens! You won’t regret it.
Ox was twelve when his daddy taught him a very valuable lesson. He said that Ox wasn’t worth anything and people would never understand him. Then he left.
Ox was sixteen when he met the boy on the road, the boy who talked and talked and talked. Ox found out later the boy hadn’t spoken in almost two years before that day, and that the boy belonged to a family who had moved into the house at the end of the lane.
Ox was seventeen when he found out the boy’s secret, and it painted the world around him in colors of red and orange and violet, of Alpha and Beta and Omega.
Ox was twenty-three when murder came to town and tore a hole in his head and heart. The boy chased after the monster with revenge in his bloodred eyes, leaving Ox behind to pick up the pieces.
It’s been three years since that fateful day—and the boy is back. Except now he’s a man, and Ox can no longer ignore the song that howls between them.
Kinky couples are great, but nothing beats a big group of kinksters!
In this anthology by kinky queer Canadian Giselle Renarde, a Domme and sub share their anal fetish with an old friend while a sword collector pays five young men to fulfill her sex swing fantasy. Geeky grad students chase tornadoes and tail while an unapologetic cougar gets licked by three college girls. There’s an all-girl waxing session, a vintage clothing enthusiast who’s shocked to discover her lover’s “other woman” is actually a man, and a bureaucrat whose male escorts happen to be angels. To top it all, a room full of lesbians lose it over a tattooed femme in Lesbukake. All this, and so much more!
Twelve sexy stories are ready and waiting. On your mark… get set… KINK!