New York...New York.....

Yay it's vacation time!!!

Monday at this time I'll be traipsing through the streets of New York City; my most favorite place in the world. Ok, I really like Hawaii the most but New York City is fun in a different way. There's so much to do and see there :)

The first place I want to go to is the Museum of Sex. I went back in 2002 when they first opened and they had such fascinating exhibits and it was all about the history of sex. I learned a little too :) For one, I didn't realize that way back in the silent film days that they made porn movies lol. I watched one while there and chuckled because the film was so simple, bad quality, full of jerky camera motions, and was funny to see people doing the wild thing next to a model A truck. Come to think of it...the porn films nowadays aren't that much different than today. They're still simple, of bad quality and full of jerky camera shots too lol.

Next I want to visit the Fashion Institute of Technology. They've got a gothic fashion exhibit! I don't wear goth outfits but I am enamored of the goth style and the color, black :) I wear black on an almost daily basis. I think it might be my new favorite color.

The other place I HAVE to visit is the Museum of Contemporary Art. I wanted to go last year but we ended up doing more shopping than museum-going.

If I can go to the places I've mentioned on this trip I'll be a happy lil' erotica writer :)

Ok you're probably asking yourself...so she's going to New York City...what's up with the pic of the dominatrix? Well...I posted it because umm...well..errr...just looking at that pic makes me shiver? lol. Ooooo...and those black leather gloves? (purrs). The pic has NOTHING to do with New York and I posted it because I LIKE TO LOOK AT IT! heh. Hope you enjoy it too :)

Sapphic Planet Anthology

The Sapphic Planet Anthology is in the final stages of being prepared to be pitched to a publisher!

Sapphic Planet is a group of aspiring writers and authors of lesbian fiction that I have had the pleasure of being a member. We’ve come together as collective group and written stories for this totally sizzling project. I really hope the anthology finds a publisher because there are some incredibly talented writers in the group. Not only that, but the stories are HOT, well written, and did I mention HOT, HOT!

My story, Haircut, is included in the anthology. I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned it before and I’m just too plain lazy to check my blog so I’ll tell you a little about it. The story is about a young cocky butch woman who enjoys going about her business while “packed.” She decides to get her hair cut at her favorite salon and well, someone else notices that she’s packing something big under her jeans and well...sexually charged activities ensue.

If you’re a straight person reading this blog, and I know there are a few of you out there, men included; you’re probably asking yourselves…packed? What’s packed? Let me give you a quick lesson in lesbian sexuality. Well, wait a minute, why reinvent the wheel? I was going to go through and explain what it was but actually found a link on “how to pack a dildo under your clothes.” Now you’re probably asking yourself why would a woman want to pack a dildo? If you google that question, this is what you’ll find (or you can find out the easy way by clicking on the links I just gave you) lol…gawd I love the internet! Ok, so you’re with me now?

The story is pretty spicy and is set in New York, my favorite city. Anyways, I’m pretty excited about sharing it with fans of lesbian erotica and those who enjoy a strap-on sex story with a little bend (pun intended) toward dominance and submission.

I'll keep you posted on the progress of the book :)

If any of you are interested in joining our group, follow this link: Sapphic Planet.

Short Story Excerpt - "The Perfect Girl"

Here is an excerpt from a story that I wrote awhile ago and have since then reworked. It could be best described as a lesbian erotic romance story.

This tale is about serendipity and how life can bestow pleasant but sometimes life changing surprises when you least expect it.

Jamie, the narrator, works for an express delivery service and is on her first day on the job. She makes a stop at the residence of Gabriella, a beautiful young woman who lives alone and has secluded herself from the rest of the world. Being an only child and having lost her parents in an accident not long ago, Gabriella finds peace and solace from her emotional pain in her garden.

Neither has ever met each other but they both experience an eerie sense of familiarity. What could it be?

Jamie returns to visit Gabriella after an embarrassing and awkward first meeting with her and then finds herself wrapped up in an unexpected but warm erotic spell that only BEGINS at the end of this excerpt!

The Perfect Girl
Written By Dylynn DeSaint

I pulled up to Gabby’s place after work, it was dark outside and the lights in her house were on.

I knocked on her door.

No answer.

Oh no, here we go again.

Dare I walk around to the back again?

I held my breath and walked around the corner of her house. The back yard was dimly lit and had tiny white Christmas lights around the perimeter of the garden. Gabby lay curled up on a large wicker couch reading a book.

This time I didn’t want to surprise her and called out her name. She looked up at me and I could tell she was pleasantly surprised. She gave me a beautiful smile and motioned for me to join her. As I walked toward her, she gazed up at the stars and closed her eyes, as if thanking the gods that a wish came true.

If so, what was her wish?

She looked peaceful. When she opened her eyes, I was standing in front of her. She moved aside and asked me to sit next to her. When I sat down our hips and legs touched. I swear there was a current of something, a weird energy that passed between us. I reminded myself that she might be straight and to not interpret anything that she did as anything but platonic; besides, after all, she was in mourning.

Not a word had passed between us when she reached out and touched my face, her soft fingers gently stroking my skin. Tenderly she cupped my chin in her hand and brought her lips to mine. My heart and mind raced frantically but I felt myself returning her kisses.

What the hell was I doing?

Warning signals screamed in my head yet I ignored them.

Her hands continued to stroke my face. Pulling me closer, she pressed her soft lips into mine and kissed me with an urgency that was passionate and bold, then inched her way down my neck, nipping at the tender flesh. I could feel myself melting against her body and was keenly aware of the unmistakable heat of new passion spreading itself like a bonfire between my legs.

I brought her face back to mine and kissed her deeply, sliding my tongue against hers. Softly, she bit my lower lip and let out a sigh when my breasts moved against hers.

She pulled me downward and slowly opened her legs, allowing my leg to rest between them. With her body beneath me, she began to move sensuously against my thigh, grinding her hips upward. Her panties, soaked with desire, tugged at my skin and stirred me to return her thrusts.

Wanting to feel the heat of bare sex against my skin, I reached down and eased her panties off, allowing her to kick them aside. She pulled me back down over her and slowly we merged, our bodies intertwining into one.

Bucking beneath me and whimpering softly, she buried her face into the warmth and softness of my neck while boring her nails roughly into my back. I groaned loudly, my own body aching for sexual redemption. Soon, she began to tremble and I knew the delicious friction of her clit on my skin would cause her to explode at any minute. Suddenly, I felt her shudder and thrash violently against me.

I wrapped my arms around her and held her still, attempting to stall her climax and prolong her pleasure.

“Hold on baby….not yet,” I whispered to her, “don’t come yet.”

“I...I don’t know if I can keep myself from…oh god!” she cried, gasping for air and unable to control the powerful orgasm cascading throughout her body.

© August 10, 2008 Dylynn DeSaint

No part or portion may be republished or reprinted in electronic or any other format, in any language, translation, or version, without express permission from the author, except brief passages which may be quoted in a review.

Best Lesbian Erotica 2009

I’ll tell you what, after what I’ve been through this week, learning that my librarian story made it into Best Lesbian Erotica 2009 was more than welcome news especially after waking up after a fitful night of sleep in a hospital bed, hooked up to lots of wires, and a sadistic torture device called the blood pressure cuff. Did you know the higher your blood pressure is the tighter that sucker squeezes your arm? My blood pressure was through the roof, so the little benign and innocent looking band squeezed the shit out of my arm the whole time I was there and left me with bruises. (I’m such a whiner aren’t I?) I forgot all about my needle phobia and instead obsessed over the cuff.

Early Tuesday morning at 4 a.m., I woke up feeling nauseous and short of breath. I got up and walked into the living room, then the bathroom. On the way back to the bedroom I nearly passed out and by the time I made it back to bed, I could barely breathe. My heart had been palpitating the day before and I had been feeling nauseous. Now my chest felt like it was being crushed. I was barely able to wake my g/f but managed to somehow. She immediately brought my asthma inhaler to me. Within minutes my lungs started to open up but my chest still hurt. She took me to the emergency room and I was admitted for having a possible heart attack!

After running the whole gamut of all kinds of testing while in the hospital, my heart appears to be “ok” with no damage detected but my blood pressure is still too high. I also discovered I have acid reflux and my asthma needs to be brought under control. So the news I received from the cardiologist was both good and bad. Good news…I’m still here and still writing erotica but really need to learn how to chill the heck out!

Enough of the personal drama…I am so psyched about my story making it into BLE 2009! I’ve always wanted to get one published about librarians who don’t fit the dowdy, bun-headed stereotype and have finally succeeded! My librarians, Giselle and Leila, are two lesbian women who do not bow to any kind of conventional rules of behavior. They’re frisky, they’re exhibitionists…they’re librarians gone wild! lol

The book will be released sometime this November…just in time for Christmas. On an interesting side note, four of my fellow co-authors; Rachel Kramer Bussel, Tawanna Sullivan, Jean Roberta, and Teresa Noelle Roberts who had stories in editor/author, Jolie Du Pre’s book: Iridescence: Sensuous Shades of Lesbian Erotica also appear in BLE 2009. I couldn’t ask to be in better company.

While I'm on a roll....vampires, blood, etc...

I couldn't resist writing one more post about my birthday and a special gift that was given to me. Now this is really unusual of me because I HATE birthdays and even more, I don't like parties put together on my behalf. I don't mind a really small get together with friends, but that's about it. Just don't call it a party and I'm fine.

The other night I went out to a brewery/restaurant with some friends for my birthday...all of them, straight women, and my one lone gay guy friend, who brought his new boy toy, I mean boyfriend.

He's my partner in crime when I get a whim to go to fetish balls. I guess I shouldn't say "balls" because I've only been to one and well, to say balls and talk about a guy is kinda' weird huh? I believe the correct way to write that sentence would have been "..on a whim, I've dragged his ass with me to go to a fetish ball." Ok, so I'm getting all anal retentive now. Hmmm...anal...assplay...yeah....mmmmm

Umm, I'm trying to shake myself out going right into the gutter because I didn't intend to talk about THAT. So, we won't go there, although I kind of want to, lol. Anyway, since I'm on so focused this vampire writing thing, I couldn't pass up mentioning that my gay friend, bless his heart, sold his blood just to get me a present. How touching and romantic is that..even ironic? And to top it off, he knows what a computer geek I am and how much time I spend writing using my laptop that he bought me a wonderfully soft cushion to put my computer on while I write. Awww....and with his own blood. This just melts my cold vampire heart :) I'm really, really touched. So, the story I'm working on right now is for you, my sweet friend. You didn't have to do what you did.

The next fetish ball we go to, I'm buying you the whip of your choice as a special thank you...and I'll even let someone besides myself spank you! Hahaha. (I'm joking...I only tapped his hiney a couple of times).

Otep, Dark Inspiration and Other Stuff....

I’m an avid people watcher. No matter where I go, I love to watch people. I get a lot of inspiration from just observing everything and everyone around me which is why I spend lots of time at coffee shops and lunch hours at grocery stores and bookstores.

Yeah, I said grocery stores...I have a fancy schmancy one by my job that has a lounge with a big screen tv, nice soft couches, free wi-fi, and a Starbucks. What more could one ask for? If I want a snack, I just go over to the produce section for some sweet blueberries and strawberries (I buy them of course...I'm not a moocher) or if I’m really hungry, a few steps to the bistro is all it takes….it’s like having the biggest refrigerator in the world. Heh.

My friends also give me food for fodder for this blog and story ideas. They crack me up and I love that they all have a sense of humor that is really “out there.” I love you guys! You know who you are. Speaking of friends, this week I especially love “B” who bought me dinner for my birthday while we were in Flagstaff. I don’t want to leave out “J,” who I am equally as fond of. We spent the weekend with them and had lots of fun traipsing through art galleries, funky stores, and spending all of a half hour at the tiny Pride festival in Flagstaff.

Alright, I KNEW if I didn’t mention that my g/f got me a Tiffany & Co necklace for my birthday, I’d never hear the end of it. Yet, I still thought I could get away with not bringing it up here (I didn’t want let on that I’m spoiled). Sure enough when she read this post….it was the FIRST thing she mentioned. So, thank you baby! (She chastised me as I re-edited this post...lol). Uh oh…I think I’m in trouble. I guess that means I should be punished? (nudges new leather whip in her direction)

Ok, now where was I going with this post? Oh...yeah…I was trying to lead up to Otep Shamaya. Music plays a HUGE part in helping keep me focused when I write. Once I put my ear buds in and turn on the music; I find sweet relief and escape into a world of my own creation, namely the story that I’m working on.

Lately I’ve been surrounded by a lot of negativity and it has taken its toll writing-wise…the energy to write had been sucked right out of me but I finally came to my senses and decided to take those negative influences and pour them into something with a positive result. I started a dark erotic vampire story awhile ago and decided to pick it back up again and continue with it. So now, I had to find some music befitting of a dark story. THAT is when I discovered Otep Shamaya and her band (Otep). Knowing absolutely nothing about the band, I picked up their music cd because the cover, “The Ascension,” caught my eye and looked strangely dark but beautiful. I took it home, popped it into my computer and whoa, my eardrums were greeted with the sexiest female growl ever. Holy shit…a female heavy metal screamer! Dayumm…. I was immediately smitten and blown away. If it was dark I was searching for, I certainly FOUND IT! The first song I listened to was “Milk of Regret.” Wow! LoL. Now, I can’t stop myself from listening to her music and the more I read about her the more I like her. To top it all off, she’s a lesbian. How cool is THAT? Now, as I write my vampire story, I sometimes pause for a few minutes, and just to listen to Otep’s seductive growl and scream. (sighs contentedly) Ahhhh….This marriage of dark music and writing is working beautifully for me.…I’m a happy writer once again!

-Dylynn

My HOT LIBRARIAN story, "Waiting," is finished!!

Finally....the writing dry spell is OVER!!!

Gawd...after weeks of suffering from a horrible bout of writer's block, I finished, edited, and sent off the LIBRARIAN story that has been lingering in the back of my mind for months! Man, it felt good to finally clear my head of all the crap that had been bothering me and be able to focus on something I love...writing!!

This story is a real a scorcher and about librarians of all people. You'll never look at a librarian the same way again after reading this naughty tale.

If you've read my blog then you've seen the excerpt. The story is titled "Waiting." The main characters, Giselle and Leila, are two hot and sexy librarians who like to play Mistress and Submissive while attending conferences. These two femme fatales are adventurous and insatiable when it comes to knocking boots...err...stilettos. Contained within the story are two very erotic scenes...really, really naughty ones.

I'm going to keep my fingers crossed that this will make it into Best Lesbian Erotica 2009. If not...I'll keep trying. I wrote a story last year that made it into the final cut but ultimately didn't get picked. This year, my librarian story has made it that far AGAIN...hopefully it'll make it to print this time around! Keep your fingers crossed for me!!
Dylynn

PS. I really, really enjoyed writing this story...hehehe (whew...fans self).