da6a05c4214729433ae2aba53dc39c6aV and I were discussing applying makeup yesterday. We agreed — when it comes to makeup, less is better. So we experimented with just the bare necessities and traded tips. How do you think I did?

Heehee, just kidding. Although we really did discuss make-up the picture is just how I feel no matter how well I’m done up. LOL.

Oh! And you should have seen V’s face when I explained tucking to her. Hahahahahahaha Duct tape?!

The Office Futa Book 1: Hired LIVE

The Office Futa 1My latest book The Office Futa Book 1: Hired is available on Amazon. This is the one I mentioned in an earlier post that the characters veered out of my comfort zone. After I deleted about a third of it I managed to salvage it, although it is still a nasty piece of work.

Anyway, this is about Elena, a futa who is determined to better herself. Forced to humiliate herself in order to be hired despite outstanding credentials, she is then ignored by her co-workers except one . . . Joy, an outgoing lesbian. They quickly bond. It isn’t long before Elena ends up in Joy’s bed. Will Elena overcome the bigotry and discrimination at the office? Will their romance bud? Hell, yes. Haven’t you read any of my books!? LOL.


Elena, a futa driven to improve herself, begins a new job. Job discrimination begins immediately when the HR director insists on a sexual favor before hiring her. The department she is assigned to totally ignores her, isolating her . . . except for Joy, an effervescent co-worker.

Can Elena overcome their bigotry and move forward? Will her budding relationship with Joy grow into something special?

This is a 7,200 word short story about a futa, her new lesbian friend, and their budding love.


“Dance?” she asked. Elena shrugged her shoulders. Why not?

Big mistake. Almost any touch can make a futa horny. Throw in some alcohol, slow music and a delightful companion and you have the makings of rowdy sex. Wrapping Joy in her arms to the romantic song blaring loudly, Elena felt her breasts swell into Joy’s and was surprised when Joy’s hard nipples dug into her. She was even more surprised when Joy’s hands cupped her ass and pulled against her. Elena’s cock interpreted that as a call to duty. The erection was immediate and strong, stretching between Joy’s legs and tapping against her buttocks.

“Eek,” she squealed when she felt the hot cock between her cheeks. Both skirts of their sundresses were raised and pushed out of the way by the thrusting member. The crowd on the dance floor was large enough that no one noticed what was happening. But Elena was aware . . . very aware. She knew she had to get Joy out of there before they disgraced themselves.

The Office Futa Book 1: Hired available right now on Amazon. Check it out.

Being Grilled

ec090f3c1fcd4ca98c677b5ab7ee06afI took V to her doctor’s appointment yesterday. It’s about an hour’s drive one-way to the city. For the whole hour, she asked questions about dysphoria . . . how the hormones affect it, how I felt before, and now. I have to give her a gold star for striving to understand. She’s really making progress in dealing being a lesbian with a trans woman who still has her junk. I can see it being a tricky proposition. I understand it. I just keep telling her I’m the same me I’ve always been.

Busy Working Away: “The Office Futa”

survival_hunter_stock_by_tyrapollo-d6a03j4I had a book almost done when the characters took off into a direction I simply didn’t like. So I set it aside. In my old days, I would have thrown away the hardcopy and/or deleted the file. I’ve matured, I guess. Now I simply set it aside. (All my books have an individual folder where I keep everything from research notes, synopsis, cover photo(s), etc.) So now I’ve pulled it up, edited down to where it started to go wrong and am giving those bitches one more chance to get it right! Don’t disappoint me, girls. Don’t make me cut you!

The good news is that it didn’t go awry until 3,000 words in. So yay.

Her Hot Futa Wife Book 3: In the Closet LIVE

Her Hot Futa Wife 3My latest book Her Hot Futa Wife Book 3: In the Closet is available on Amazon. This hot wife series ups the ante on our couple. Ruby the futa thinks it would be a dandy idea for Miho the Japanese spouse to join in. She’s not so sure about that. But there might be a solution. Will she take it?

The blurb:

Miho is really warming to the idea of her futa wife Ruby having affairs with other women. When Ruby shares the details while making love, Miho is overcome with passion. Now Ruby wants to kick the excitement up a notch. If hearing about the affair excites Miho, what would participating do?

This is a 6,200 word short story featuring a hot, redheaded futa, her sexy Japanese spouse and a Spanish futa whose equipment is a match for Ruby. It involves FF, interracial, oral and domination/submission with choking.

And here’s a taste from the excerpt:

Esmeralda had apparently stopped by her place to prepare. Her burgundy dress went from a cleavage-baring deep v-neck to a hem below the knee. It hugged every delightful inch of the Spaniard. Breasts rivaling Ruby’s created a crevice big enough to hide her cell phone in. Her hourglass figure begged to be hugged . . . which Ruby immediately did once she recovered her senses.

“You are beautiful, my dear, absolutely stunning,” she murmured as their flesh melded. Green eyes gazed into dark fathomless ones. Her makeup was flawless, highlighting cheekbones and eyes.

“Thank you. I wanted to look my best for you, my famous author.” They walked hand in hand into the living room.

“Would you like some wine?” Ruby asked.

“Perhaps afterwards?” she answered with a mischievous smile. “I’ll need to replenish my fluids then.”

Ruby didn’t need to be asked twice. Taking her hand they headed straight for the bedroom, hips bumping as they walked. Crossing towards the bed Ruby resisted checking to see if a slat was missing. She would have to trust that she was in there and that she’d have enough air to survive.

Esmeralda pushed Ruby into the chair near the bed, then leaned against the wall. Locking onto Ruby’s eyes she slipped a strap from her shoulder. An enormous boob began to ooze out. The other strap freed both tits. Her mocha skin was evenly colored . . . no tan lines. She looked good enough to lick. Her nipples were surprisingly pink, areoles almost disappearing in the erect nubs.

Ruby tugged the tie that kept her dress together. It fell open to reveal her body, a body ready for action. Her cock was already hard enough to drive nails. The balls were pulled up tight in their sack while her futa pussy poured precum onto the seat.

I tried to get some insight on the art of choking, but no responses to my query on Facebook. So did some Google research. I would have tried to test it on myself except I don’t trust myself! Read now to find out how I did. Available at Amazon, Her Hot Futa Wife Book 3: In the Closet.

Simplistic Post

6c35cebbed3a321e42b88aaaadbc7df1Obviously, the massacre in Orlando has depressed pretty much everyone I know. Haven’t even written much. Just not in the mood. So much hatred for what is not understood. Why can’t everyone leave everyone alone? I know my thoughts are simplistic: if you don’t like to see two men kissing, don’t watch it. No one forces anyone to go to a gay club. If they’re on the street, look away.

I manage to go through long periods of time seeing nothing but heterosexuals. I don’t get offended by their public displays of affection. None of my business. Life could be so simple, so pleasant if everybody minded their business. Why do humans have this need to make everyone conform to their own personal attitudes? Don’t we realize how crushingly boring it would be if everyone was the same? It’s mindboggling.

Sorry. Silly post. Sad. I’m going back to writing smut now.

What a Day!

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Just thrilled with the success of my latest book. I’ve reached a ranking of #24 for erotica/lesbian and #29 LGBT/transgender after being live 24-hours. And I just finished reading an excellent article Bryce Calderwood reposted on Writing in 3rd-Person POV. I needed that. It can help me. Thanks, Bryce. Between Bryce and the on-going series Reed James is putting out on Publishing Erotica I’m getting a master’s degree education. Free! I’m a lucky girl.

Her Hot Futa Wife Book 2: Rinse, Repeat LIVE

Her Hot Futa Wife 2My latest book, Her Hot Futa Wife Book 2: Rinse, Repeat is now available at Amazon. I had written book 1 as a standalone story, but readers kept reading and buying it. So I figured ‘what the heck’ and wrote this sequel. I have now started on book 3: In the Closet.

Which raises a question: should an author follow what readers are reading, or lead the readers by creating new stuff? Just something for me to ponder.

Here’s the blurb that sets it up:

Miho saved her job by pimping out her sexy futa wife, Ruby. She felt a crushing guilt even though Ruby had brushed it aside. But now Miho couldn’t take her mind off of that night. In telling of the encounter, Ruby stirred a passion in Miho. A passion she desperately wanted to repeat.

How could she do that? Could she convince her wife it was good for their marriage? Or would she destroy that very marriage.

This is a 6,900 word short story with futanari, sexy Japanese wife and a hot milf who seeks out oversized appendages to satisfy her. It involves FF, interracial, oral, anal and domination/submission.

And an excerpt to warm you up:

“Tell me,” Miho said in her small voice, eyes closed. When Ruby arrived home Miho was waiting. She wore a white t-shirt she kept tugging down to hide her hairless pussy.

“You sure you want to hear?” Ruby said, stripping her wrinkled dress slowly. Miho watched every movement, hands at the shirt bottom.

“Did you enjoy it?” Miho had no make-up on, hair hanging loosely to frame her face. In her natural state she looked like a little girl. At the moment she looked like a shy, sad little girl.

“I did. She took every inch of me. Everywhere.” Miho gasped, mind reeling at the visual her mind conjured. Ruby stood before her totally naked, large semi-erect futa cock swaying as she walked towards the couch. “Every hole, Miho.”

“How could she do that?”

“As it turns out, easily.” Miho sat on the edge of the couch. She leaned back, head buried against the seat cushions, face upturned to her lover. “I felt the head slide right down her throat.” Miho groaned. “Her nose rested on my stomach while her tongue licked my balls.” Groan. “Snot bubbled from her nostrils, Miho. She had to keep pulling off so she could breathe.” Groan.

Available now at Amazon. Thanks to y’all.

A Review of TRANSmission by Bryce Calderwood

Wow! To get a 4-star review from Bryce is head spinning for me. The author of the darkest futanari/vampire/octogirl and now DD/lg BDSM fiction I have ever read is someone I’ve followed for a while. I’m honored he’d ever read one of my works, let alone review it.

Father's Revenge (2)By Bryce Calderwood on June 6, 2016

Format: Kindle Edition

Karma’s a b*tch, and that b*tch’s name is Yeong.

TRANSmission is a dark, violent, sexy read. Ms. Belucci’s writing is tight, economical, but with enough description and attention paid to the setting to make you feel like you’re right there with Yeong, sharing her body and her headspace. And it’s a pretty interesting headspace to be in.The violence and sex play against each other and overlap quite satisfactorily. The heat level is up there, that’s for sure, and I enjoyed it. This is a revenge story, told from the point of view of the person that in most stories would be the antagonist. In TRANSmission, you sympathize with Yeong, though. Or at least I did.

There’s very little for which to fault this story. I saw only one grammatical error. I found Yeong’s career choice and what it involved unbelievable. The story is told in third person omniscient, which works well but at one point we’re head-hopped between two people during a short flashback interlude that only one of those people is remembering. The subject of that flashback also didn’t sit well with me: that trope of highly-distressed woman needs a friendly shoulder to cry on which becomes sex. I just don’t find that terribly believable. None of this prevented me from enjoying the book immensely, but it’s why I’m giving it four stars instead of five.

Overall I do recommend this book: it’s well-written, thrilling, and hot.

You want dark? Go take a look at Bryce’s Author Page on Amazon. Oh, and of course TRANSmission is available on Amazon, too.

My Dog Celebrates

So on the way south from Atlanta yesterday I stopped at Carrabba’s Restaurant and Grill and had some excellent chicken marsala. The portions were too big so I brought home the leftovers making sure to include the delicious sauce. I proudly fed it to my darling little chiweenie.

This morning I woke up to this:


In several delightful spots. <sigh> I know better than to feed my dog spicy anything. I just didn’t think a marsala was that spicy. Education complete.

But her attitude:


Gotta love her!