Rock Hard: A Collection of Erotic Short Stories

So...I've compiled a few of my erotic shorts and will be publishing them VERY soon. I will be sharing snippets of each in the upcoming days so keep an eye out ;). Come join me on Facebook on Monday 2/2 at 7pm EST for the cover reveal. Looking forward to your support!

~~~~Alana~~~~

Poker Face

I think I wrote this about 7 years ago...back when I was writing poetry only.

You were my Mr. Right, 

Guess I was Miss Right Now

Stole my heart like a thief in the night

Left me reeling, wondering how?

Fell for the line that you’d never hurt me

Just can't believe you were lying

How could someone so beautiful behave so ugly?

You abandoned me, left me crying

Gave you everything, it just wasn’t enough

Should have told me that you needed more than love

Thought this was forever, it’s just not the case

I didn’t fall for you, I fell for your poker face

You were good at making me believe

That you truly cared

I was blinded and couldn’t see

Past that smile you’d always wear

Whispered sweet nothings that always made me weak

Pampered me with gifts that I didn’t need

Did things to my body that left me unable to speak

Told me to trust you and I blindly followed your lead

Said I was the jackpot, that you were all in

Gave you all I had...joke’s on me...you were just bluffing...

~~~~Alana~~~~

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Announcement!

Ok folks...for the first time in my life, I made a new year resolution - (Self) Publish! Yes...I'm putting aside my fear and insecurities and testing the water, dipping my toes before I jump in. I'll be putting a few of my short stories together and will offer the collection for free. Let's see how it goes. Cover reveal coming soon! Looking forward to your support!

~~~~Alana~~~~

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Missing You

Sometimes it seemed there were too many hours in the day
Sometimes it seemed there were too few
The former when you were far away
The latter when I was next to you

It's been too long since I've seen your face
Too long since I've felt your touch
Too long since I've been in your warm embrace
Too long for me to miss you this much...

~~~~Alana~~~~

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Three's Not a Crowd...Part 2

“Is this a private party or can anyone join?”

Shit! Mr. Chandler! I close my legs, trying to cover myself.

“Don’t worry Love”

Mrs. Chandler tries to soothe me, prying my legs back open. A large, rough hand slides down my shoulder and into my top, cupping my breast. I moan as his fingers twist my nipple.

“How was she my Dear?”

“Tasty”

“I want to see you eat her pussy again”

“Get on your knees little girl”

I follow her instructions and I’m met with Mr. Chandler’s crotch and the huge bulge in his pants. I slide my hands over it and delight in his moan. He reaches down and removes my top then squeezes my breasts. I undo his button and zipper and pull him free of his pants. Holy fuck! I grasp him with both hands. He’s hot, heavy, thick, and hard and my mouth is watering. I lick the drop of moisture from his tip at the same moment Mrs. Chandler licks my clit. I take him into my mouth, bobbing my head and stroking him with my hand. With that talented tongue in my pussy, I begin to falter and Mr. Chandler grabs both sides of my head and fucks my mouth. He pushes deep and keeps it there, his dick stuck in the back of my throat. He pulls back as my gag reflex begins to kick in and gives me a moment to catch my breath. And then he does it again.

“Her mouth is amazing”

“Come Darling. Come have a taste of this pussy”

She slaps my ass and pulls me into position, sitting on the couch. While Mr. Chandler kneels between my legs, I watch his wife undress. Fuck, she’s sexy! Mr. Chandler tongues me down, slurping as he sucks on my clit. I cry out, grabbing a handful of his hair.

“You were right Babe”

He stands and drags his Polo shirt over his head. My eyes bug out at his perfect 6 pack abs. He removes a condom from his pocket and then kicks off his pants and boxer briefs. He rolls it onto his massive dick and I lick my lips. He wraps his hands around my thighs and drags me to the edge of the couch so that I’m lying down. He inserts two fingers into my pussy and groans.

“Fuck, that’s a tight little pussy”

He teases me with his fingers until I feel like I might go insane.

“Please…please fuck me!”

He grins and then slowly pushes into me. My muscles clench around him, stretching to accommodate his girth.

“Oh God!”

He pulls out and again, slowly pushes in. As I get used to the feeling of him inside me, he moves faster. Mrs. Chandler kneads my breasts and sucks on my nipples until they’re hard peaks in her mouth. She kneels over my face, presenting me with her pretty, pink pussy. I wrap my arms around her thighs and pull her down to my lips. She quivers at my first tentative lick.

“That’s it little girl”

I lap at her clit, watching as her lips get swollen and wet. I close my mouth over her pussy, sucking and swirling my tongue. She grabs my hair, moaning and shaking above me. She rolls her hips and I just stick out my tongue, allowing her to pleasure herself.

“Turn around”

Mr. Chandler’s gruff voice sends a chill down my spine. He pulls me to the ground and positions me, kneeling with my back to him. Mrs. Chandler sits before me, spreading her thighs. I slip two fingers inside her just as he enters me from behind.

“Fuck!”

His size along with the angle has me grabbing at the couch.

“Fuck her Jarvis. Fuck her hard”

He grunts, slamming into me. I bury my lips in her pussy, sucking on her clit and fucking her with my fingers. I feel another orgasm coming on and move faster, matching the quickening sensation flowing through my body.

“Fuck, Shannon. Right there!”

Mr. Chandler drives into me, pounding the perfect spot until I’m coming hard, screaming and shaking.

“Fuck, Shannon. That little pussy is squeezing me so good”

Exhausted, I drop my head on her thigh, breathing heavily. He pulls out of me and I hear the sound of him removing the condom.

“Come here Baby”

He sits on the couch and she straddles him, sliding down on his dick. She moans and as I watch their expressions, I know that these two people couldn’t be more in love. No matter what kind of kinky shit they get into, they’ll always come back to each other. I kneel next to them, pulling her nipple into my mouth as she bounces on his dick. I reach down and circle her clit. She moves faster, grinding and whimpering. I pinch her clit and she cries out.

“Fuck, I’m coming!”

She freezes and he takes over, grabbing her hips, and thrusting up into her. She shakes, screams, and grabs his shoulders as her orgasm tears through her.

“Fuck!” he shouts.

He jumps up and she drops to her knees before him, pulling me down with her. He pumps his dick, groaning, as we wait, mouths open. And then with a roar, he erupts. Warm come splashes on our tongues and cheeks. I swallow, licking my lips as we take turns sucking him dry. He jerks as she licks his balls while I suck on the head of his dick. Once his contractions have stopped, I pull away and stare at them with uncertainty. They both kneel next to me and caress me softly, kissing my neck and cheeks.

“Thank you” they whisper.

Me? I should be thanking them! That was the most amazing experience of my life. We dress quietly and head back to the living room. Mrs. Chandler re-heats everything and we go through dinner like we didn’t just fuck each other’s brains out. As soon as dinner is over, I start making excuses to leave. I do not want this to get weird. They both kiss me at the door. On the lips. Jesus.

“You’re here for the entire spring break?”

“Yes Mr. Ch - ”

“Under the circumstances, you can call me Jarvis”

I blush and look down at my feet. When I look back up, they’re smiling at me.

“Want to come over for dinner tomorrow?”

Fuck yes! Is that even a question?!

“I’d like that”

I head back home humming Katy Perry’s I Kissed a Girl. I was pissed I didn’t get to go to Cancun but fuck that! Spring break at home just got mighty interesting.

~~~~Alana~~~~

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Three's Not A Crowd...Part 1

I smooth my skirt with shaking fingers before I ring the Chandlers’ doorbell. I’m a few minutes early because I know how big they are on punctuality. I don’t know why I’m so nervous. At 15, they were intimidating but that was 5 years ago. I’m in college. I’m an adult. I’m not their teenaged babysitter anymore.

The door opens and Mrs. Chandler stands before me looking perfect as usual in dress slacks and a chiffon blouse. She’s the quintessential white woman – blonde hair, blue eyes. Even now, in her 40’s she’s still a hottie. I can bet she still goes to the gym everyday like she did back then.

“Shannon! So good you could make it Sweetheart”

She pulls me in for a hug and kisses both my cheeks.

“Thanks for inviting me”

I have to admit, I was surprised when she invited me over for dinner. After they sent Jackson off to some private boarding school, I didn’t have much contact with them. Even less since I started college. A few passing hi’s and bye’s whenever I came home for the holidays but that’s it. I’ve always avoided them anyways since I’ve had a crush on Mr. Chandler since I was like, 10. It was hard because my parents made an effort to socialize with them since they were the only other family of color in our neighborhood. My Dad and Mr. Chandler share that black-man-married-to-a-white-woman thing. Mr. Chandler is all kinds of mixed though – black, white, Native American…I think his Grandma was French. He has the most beautiful eyes you will ever see. Sometimes they look blue, other times green. He works out just as much as his wife and the last time I saw him, he looked like a Calvin Klein underwear model.

“Come on in. Jarvis is upstairs finishing up a business call”

She leads me into their gorgeous dining room and I thank my lucky stars that I at least dressed up a little bit. Everything looks so formal.

“I hope you’re hungry”

“Starving. I remember what a good cook you are”

“Oh, thank you Dear. That’s very kind”

Her phone buzzes and she looks down at it, furrowing her brows.

“That’s Jarvis. Seems his call is taking longer than he hoped. He says to start without him”

“Ok”

She sits next to me at the table and we exchange small talk while I eat the most decadent shrimp and lobster dish I’ve ever had.

“How’s school?”

“It’s great. I love my classes and I’ve made a lot of good friends”

“Good, good. And boys?”

I blush as she smiles at me knowingly.

“A few. Nothing serious”

“Don’t be modest. Beautiful girl like you?”

“Thank you…but I’m not looking for serious”

“Well, you have a point. You are young. Although I married Jarvis when I was 22”

Any woman would have married Jarvis. I would have done it at 10.

“What about girls?”

I choke on my lobster. She pats my back as I cough and reach for my water.

“Excuse me?”

“It’s college Shannon. Other than learning that’s what it’s for – experimenting”

Jesus. Are we really having this conversation?

“Ummm”

“Don’t be shy”

“Well…”

“It’s ok. I…dabbled a bit in law school”

If someone stabbed me in the hand right now I wouldn’t feel it. Mrs. Perfect pitched for the other team?!

“As a matter of fact…”

She turns to me with a seductive smile and places her hand on my knee. My heart leaps into my mouth.

“I still do”

I swallow hard, trying to get my heart back into its rightful place. Is Margaret Chandler hitting on me?!

“You do?”

“Hmmhmm”

Her hand slides slowly up under my skirt. I gasp, squeezing my thighs together. She tucks my hair behind my ear and trails her finger down my neck. Shit. My muscles clench.

“Mr. Chandler doesn’t mind?”

“Of course not. In fact…he likes to watch”

Fuck! Who knew the upstanding Chandlers were so kinky?

“Don’t be scared little girl”

I didn’t realize I’d opened my legs until her hand slid further up. She slides her finger along the edge of my panties and then cups my pussy. I bite my lip, close my eyes, and let my head fall back. She caresses me through the soaked material. How did I get this wet so quickly?

“Come with me” she whispers in my ear.

She pulls me up and leads me to the living room couch. She grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss at the same time her fingers slip into my panties. Her tongue strokes mine as her fingers slide into my wetness. I moan, grabbing her hip as I grind against her fingers.

“I want to taste you”

She slides off the couch and kneels between my legs. My chest heaves at the sight of her down there…and what she’s about to do. She pulls off my panties and skirt in one motion and spreads my thighs, exposing my pussy to her.

“Pretty little pussy”

She leans in and trails her tongue along my lips. I bury my fingers in her hair, stifling a moan.

“You like that?”

“Yes” I whisper.

She parts my lips with her fingers and swipes her tongue on my clit.

“Jesus”

You might not think calling His name is appropriate right now but I do. I think I’m in Heaven. She slides her tongue over and between my lips, circling my clit. I press her face into my pussy, rolling my hips.

“So sweet”

She slips her finger inside me and smiles.

“And tight”

She slides another finger inside, massaging my top wall as she sucks on my clit. I grab the top of the couch trying my best not to scream. Between her tongue and her fingers, I’m about to lose it.

“Fuck! Right there…”

I thrash my head from side to side, my body barely holding on. And then she sucks harder, fucks me harder with her fingers.

“Oh God, I’m gonna come”

“Give it to me”

Her thumb replaces her tongue and her hands push me over the edge.

“Fuck!”

My muscles clench around her fingers and my body vibrates in ecstasy. She pulls her fingers out of me and licks my juices from them slowly. I stare down at her, trying to calm my breathing and still not believing what we just did.

“Is this a private party or can anyone join?”

~~~~Alana~~~~

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First Time

I glance up at the huge man standing over me. He smiles encouragingly and I avert my gaze. I tap my foot nervously, waiting for him to begin. Sweat trickles down the back of my neck and I lick my suddenly dry lips.

“Ready?”

My head snaps up and I hold his stare. I know he can see the fear in my eyes.

“I guess”

I watch him prepare his…instrument and flinch at the slap of latex against skin. This is it. I’m really doing this.

“Virgin, huh?”

“Yeah”

“Just relax”

Yeah…says the stranger I’m about to let change me, my body forever. He shifts my legs and positions himself between them.  My hands begin to shake and I can hardly breathe. My heart hammers in my ears, drowning out all other sound. He grabs my thigh and then comes the piercing pain. I cry out at the initial shock and he stills.

“You ok?”

I nod and motion for him to continue. I close my eyes because I can’t watch. He moves slowly, trying his best to acclimate me to the feeling. And then, it starts to feel better. My heart is still pounding and my breathing irregular but the pain is bearable. He moves faster now, with sure and steady strokes, occasionally sliding his fingers over my skin. Feigning bravery, I take a peek. His brows are furrowed in concentration and a single drop of sweat rolls down the side of his face. He moves in and out, side to side, up and down, working my malleable flesh. Time drags on and it seems to go on for hours. I bite my lip, holding in the sounds trying to escape me. From the look on his face, I’d say he’s almost done. I close my eyes tightly, waiting for him to finish. It goes quiet. I look down and cringe at the sight of my own blood on the latex. He removes it and tosses it into the trash.

“How was that?”

“Not as bad as I thought it would be”

“Is it everything you wanted?”

“Exactly the way I wanted it”

I trace the design on my thigh and smile at Ed.

“See? Your first tattoo wasn’t so bad”

What were you thinking?? Naughty, naughty... :)

~~~~Alana~~~~

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