Lust Bites: 5 Dec 2006 ~ 5 Dec 2008

by Olivia Knight

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Lust Bites has closed but the contributors who created it over the last two years continue to write, publish, muse, argue and discuss ~ so here's where to find the blogs and websites of all the Lusties. Never mind 'closing one door to open another', we're closing one door and opening 18:

Mathilde Madden: werewolves & dom		Kristina Lloyd: erotic degradation		Erastes: historical gays
Alison Tyler: sweet & saucy		Nikki Magennis: circus & rockstars		Portia da Costa: lovers & librarians
Olivia Knight: dragons & destiny		Janine Ashbless: exotic climes		Madeline Moore: sparkly & cheeky
Madelynne Ellis: gothic & menages		Teresa Noelle Roberts: oceans		Jamaica Layne: naughty nurses
Kate Pearce: cowboys & vikings		Dayle Dermatis: futuristic fancies		Deanna Ashford: mythical places
Shanna Germain: bi & bondage		Gwen Masters: contemporary & bright		Edie Bingham: jungles & mystery

And two sites where you'll find us collecting in clutches:

Erotica Cover Watch: intelligent rant		Black Lace Chat Board: open discussion

Over the last 2 years, 18 Lusties have written 533 posts, entertaining over 140 000 visitors. We've heaped the screens with gratuitous photos, lavished smut slots and hot excerpts, given away boxfuls of books, crushed on everyone from the Doctor to Leonard Cohen, Lust-Bitten dozens of healthy handsome men in our sidebar, and written articles ranging from armpit-porn to gender issues to sex-slang to writing-tips to the origins of fairytales to yaoi. We've interviewed, among others, Donna George Storey, Michelle Pillow, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Stephen Elliott, Susie Bright, and Violet Blue.

The blog is staying up and has all our past posts archived - so if you've never explored the sidebars before, here's a quick introduction:
• scroll down the right side and you'll find a list of all the smut slots, a link to all hot excerpts, a selection of our favourite posts, the Crush Wednesdays list, a list of guests and their sites, and the blog archive by month and year
• scroll down the left side and after the beautiful book covers, you'll find the labels list to help you locate the post you want.
Being probably the most anal of the Lusties (yep, I'm the one who fidgets with the widgets and hands out the code) I link to my article-posts from my website - any other Lusties that do likewise, shout out.

So Olivia Knight (that's me) is the one voted most likely to fidget with your widgets, when I'm not mucking out the dragons and quoting Barthes. Mathilde Madden's voted most likely to steal a cripple's wheel-chair and then sexually dominate him, but Kristina Lloyd would probably "confess" to the crime just so the policeman would get tough with her. And Shanna Germain might just join in. Erastes is voted most likely to have a sex change just so she can have sex with men - and not realise her mistake until afterwards. (Jamaica Layne would be having an affair with the doctor.) Kate Pearce, in contrast, (she's the one who pretended to walk on the fluffy side of romance but deep down was still as smutty as the rest of us) is the one most likely to be asked if she writes children's books. Janine Ashbless (the one who thinks minotaurs are hot) is most likely to come up with a story idea that actually makes the Black Lace editor feel queasy - and has already been responsible for the Human Head edict, plus managed to sneak past giant scorpions with human heads. If anyone's traumatised, I think that's Madeline Moore sweeping up in that fabulous black leather dress, with a nice cuppa tea & a giggle - most likely to make everyone feel better. It's good to have a natural peacemaker when Janine and I are pulling each other's hair out quarrelling over how we divvy up the ancient civilisations and who gets copyright over thoughts we have simultaneously. Meanwhile the other Madelynne (Ellis) will watch you caught in the rain and only laugh in a hollow gothic manner (or manor, even) because she's arranged for a cruel, lascivious aristocrat to live nearby and you must Suffer for her Plot. Alison Tyler's voted most likely to hand out sticky sweet cocktails with names even we would blush to pronounce, all the while smiling as though butter wouldn't melt in her mouth and surreptitously photographing your shoes. Portia da Costa will sip hers with that sly smile playing across her lips, while ten thousand male slaves haul her Complete Works. Edie Bingham is most likely to turn into a cat. Nikki Magennis, the one who created it all, is voted most likely to shag a rockstar, while Gwen Masters hops a plane in search of another new adventure in another exotic place. Dayle Dermatis is most likely to be arrested by a government suspicious of her many pseudonyms and Teresa Noelle Roberts is most likely to have an affair with a dolphin. But all of us will go weak at the knees for wet men, and no-one could end Lust Bites without a last piece of man candy. A few droplets still gleaming in the sun on his firm chest... looking at us regretfully... as if to say - do you have to go already...? Just when I'm about to... take... this... off?

Thank you to all our visitors, contributors, commenters, and supporters over the last two years.
It's time to kiss goodbye.

Coming attractions: the final week

It's the last Coming Attractions and he is definitely an attraction and he is definitely asking you to come a little closer (and a little closer - and a little harder...) and because this is the last time I get to deluge your screen with gratuitously beautiful men, one just isn't enough.


Speaking of deluges, we've long had a thing for wet men. Kristina Lloyd started it and I blame her for my corruption.

On Monday, Kristina Lloyd and Mathilde Madden are back: erstwhile Lusties, and now the Biceps Bitches, to lavish you with man candy and make the (amazingly controversial) case for more of it.





From my relish for skinny boys, Kristina reminded me of the bliss of brawn, and has finally explained to me the appeal of submission. (It's not about the bared arse, it's about the man looming over it.)

So here's an extra brute for her ... and here's an even compromise.

And here's a little extra for all of us, because four isn't enough - sometimes you need five.

On Wednesday, Kate Pearce asks the hard questions (like Jeremy Paxman, but with more random gleaming torsos and rippling six-packs) and gets the Lusties low-down on our time here.

And on Friday, it's closing time and Olivia Knight draws the final curtain: we'll be leaving our forwarding addresses, splashing our blogs and websites around, (adding a few more gratuitous naked men no doubt), kissing, wiping away tears, making thank you speeches, and towards the end of the evening and the farewell-champagne getting really honest about our feelings and sobbing "I love you guys, no really, I do - no really, you need to understand this..."

Okay, it's getting sad. Time for another naked man.

And in case he's too sensitive for your tastes, here's someone more brutish who definitely doesn't have poetry on his mind.

"...the hinted at, the unseen, decaying lilies, seedy alleyways, and the catch in his voice when he says ‘Suck it, bitch.’" - Kristina Lloyd

We've looked at a lot of men over the last two years. We have littered our posts with gratuitous photos. So I leave you with this last plea, from our prisoner in the Lust Bites dungeons, the man himself:

I'm trying to... really I am... Damn.

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Last competition winners!

For the 101 Sexy Dares launch, Laura Corn's Waaay Too Much Fun Package, goes to Angell for the sexiest-written dare of the lot. As your editor I'm going to request a rewrite making it possible for non-plumber-men, but this was a scorching vision. Send your address to knight [dot] olivia [at] gmail [dot] com for your hamper.

I dare you to leave the briefs at home, along with your sense of propriety. I dare you to go on every call today, with the thought of fucking me in your head. I dare you to smile naughtily at every housewife, every maid, every woman that answers the door, as if you have a secret you'd love to tell her. I dare you to rub yourself discretely to keep yourself hard, and pop your button every time you lie down to fix it. And while lying under those sinks, while snaking their pipes and twisting their nuts, while your hard cock presses against the zipper that's dying to bust open, I dare you to keep control.

And a copy of Pam Rosenthal's book, The Edge of Impropriety, goes to Caffey - send your details to contactme [at] katepearce [dot] com.

101 Sexy Dares

by Olivia Knight

101 Sexy Dares is not a book for reading. Have a quick flip through, and there's nothing to read at all. Don't gnash your teeth or thrash your heels - reading can be overrated.

Here we are, reading:

Here we are, still reading.

Here we are, still reading.

When we could be doing this:

You can't read 101 Sexy Dares as you flip through, because all the pages are sealed. Here's what you do: tear one of the Dares from this book, read it in private...and then do it with your lover.

Once you've been dared, you have to do it! Remember that?

It's fifty-fifty, his 'n hers, so each of you gets to plan a delicious, erotically charged seduction for the other... and then be seduced yourself, week after week. (50 dares for him, 50 dares for her, 1 for both!)

And next thing you know it's this...



then this...



then this:

Yee-haa!

This fabulous and naughty book is put together by Laura Corn (insanely famous sex-advice-person and also the author of The Great American Sex Diet, 101 Nights of Grrreat Sex, 101 Nights of Grrreat Romance, 52 Invitations to Grrreat Sex, 101 Grrreat Quickies, and 237 Intimate Questions Every Woman Should Ask a Man) ~ and for the first time ever, she's invited guest authors to contribute celebrity dares, including Lusties and ex-Lusties Alison Tyler, Megan Hart, Olivia Knight, and Shanna Germain.

So today we're daring you, to dare us right back. Laura's offering the Laura Corn Waaay Too Much Fun Package, including 101 Nights of Grrreat Sex, 101 Nights of Grrreat Romance, and 52 Invitations to Grrreat Sex, to the person who writes us the most teasing, tantalising, fun-sounding dare. That's the hamper on the right, and you have today plus the whole weekend to dare us. (As always, multiple entrances are always welcome on Lust Bites - so dare, dare, and dare again.) Your dare should be no more than 100 words ~ but to get you in the mood, here's a taster of the kind of dare you'll get in the book.

Truth or Dare

(for BOTH)

I Dare You … to expose yourself ~ I Dare You … to be curious ~ I Dare You … to ask for it ~ I Dare You … to please each other ~ I Dare You … to smirk ~ I Dare You … to try something new

When you meet someone, they’re an undiscovered continent and every sudden sparkle promises a gold mine. You may think you know every gully now, but who knows what lies in the next valley? Beware: here be dragons. Truth is the most exciting and dangerous game of all. Dares can make you blush, squirm, and cross into uncharted territory. So remember – it’s a game. It’s play time!

The rules
1. Take turns to ask “Truth or dare?”
2. Only ask what you want to know.
3. All dares have to be sexual, lasting five minutes maximum (No daring each other to wash up!)
4. You can’t repeat a question or dare.
5. Agree in advance: if you choose “truth” and don’t want to answer, can you switch to “dare”? If you then don’t like the dare, can you go back to “truth” and answer the question?

What do you wonder, but shy away from asking? Maybe it’s “What’s your favourite fantasy?” or “What do I taste like?” Perhaps “Have you ever thought about trying…” or “How does it feel when I…” – fill in the blank.
What haven’t you asked for a long time, or ever? It could be “What’s your favourite song at the moment?” “Which room in the house do you like best?” or “If you won the lottery, what would you do?” Remember those fascinating conversations at the beginning, learning the shape of someone’s soul, life, tastes, past, dreams, and the odd little thoughts that skip through their head. Think of all the arbitrary things you’d love to know. People change and stay the same: there’s always more to find out.
What do you want each other to do right now? Are you brave enough to ask for it? The fantasy that makes you bite your lip could be a dare away. So could a foot massage. Expect to flush, laugh, splutter, get hoarse, and swop secrets.

Agree an evening and fix a nibbly, low-stress meal – bread and cheeses, a selection of tidbits from the local deli, or whatever is easy and tasty to snack on. Perhaps a bottle of wine will loosen your tongues. Set your feast up on the living room table, settle on the sofa, and ask “Truth or dare?”
Two hours later, your skin is warm from blushing and your stomach fluttering with giggles. You’re sitting bare-breasted, because he dared you to. He’s writhing with embarrassment and delight, demonstrating how to give a proper handjob – after all, he’s the expert. You’ve just discovered that one of you has a secret penchant for dressing up, that the other loves the idea of underwater sex, that your favourite flowers aren’t roses but poppies, that he pretends he’s a spy on the way to work, and that you both fantasise about surviving on a desert island. Your feast is half-demolished, abandoned. You pop an olive in her mouth, staring avidly, enthralled.
“Can I have a go?” you say.
More clothes come off. The sofa squeaks in protest. The game continues, breathless: Truth – what does this feel like? Dare – I dare you to lick my…
Perhaps; perhaps not. This is your game now – you make the rules.

Now over to you - write your 100 word dare for a chance to win 101 Nights of Grrreat Sex, 101 Nights of Grrreat Romance, and 52 Invitations to Grrreat Sex. Then nip over and grab your copy of 101 Sexy Dares for your lover's Christmas present and the only New Year's resolution either of you will need.

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P.S. Don't forget I'm reading in Oxford tomorrow!

Meet Olivia in Oxford ~ this Saturday

by Olivia Knight

Two things don't make you special in Oxford: being a writer, and having an Oxford degree. The person pouring your pint probably has 2 Oxford degrees and is working towards their third. The chap who's just rung up your copy of The Independent and your pint of milk is probably on his third novel - having branched out after winning a prestigious award for his poetry.

In London, you're never more than ten feet from a rat. In Oxford, you're never more than ten feet from a writer. Whereas the High Street and the Meadows have discreet blue plaques celebrating the balloonists, engineers, physcists, and chemists that hung out there, the discreet wooden plaques celebrating writers tend to appear in the pubs and bars.

Moral of the story? If you want to find writers, go to a bar in Oxford. More specifically... If you want to find this writer, go to a bar in Oxford this Saturday. And more specifically still...

The Corner Club on Turl Street, this Saturday 22 November 2008, all day from 10:30 am to 5pm but especially from 3pm onwards where I'll be doing a reading and book-signing.

All part of the Writers in Oxford Christmas Bookfair and perfect timing to do the rest of your Christmas shopping in the Covered Market just round the corner beforehand (and you can die happy once you've tried Chocology's very serious hot chocolate for people who are Very Serious about chocolate, also in the Covered Market) - plus the Corner Club (which used to be QI) is now a members-only (phner phner) private club, so if you've been hankering to see the interior of the prestigious enclave, now's your chance. Just say you're with me...

About 20 authors will be variously reading and signing books, including Frank Egerton, Peter Guttridge (author of the Nick Madrid series), Donna Dickenson, and me, Olivia Knight. I'll be got up in my finery, reading from The Ten Visions and signing books - copies of The Ten Visions will be available, but I'll also happily sign Enchanted, Magic and Desire, or - if you're the man above - your naked gleaming chest.

Here's the Oxford Times article and here's a helpful wee map. See you there!

Coming attractions: the final countdown

The Big News: It's time to take a break.

^ This week's sporting highlight ^

On 5 December 2008, Lust Bites is going to draw to a graceful close and flop on the sofa with that man, after exactly two years of relentless, tireless, selfless and dedicated smuttery, wittery, and endless gratuitous photos.

Before you break down completely, there's still one whole month left of smart sexy posts and beautiful men ~ so that means more Crush Wednesdays, at least two more competitions including some sexy dares and a chance to win a veritable hamper of Laura Corn, a final smut slot, and another 12 posts from all your favourite Lusties - Portia da Costa, Madeline Moore, Erastes, Kate Pearce, Olivia Knight, Janine Ashbless, Madelynne Ellis, Deanna Ashford, Jamaica Layne, Edie Bingham - not to mention a flying visit from those erstwhile Lusties and BICEPS promoters, Kristina Lloyd and Mathilde Madden. So plenty to look forward to before we leave you with our forwarding addresses on 5 December. For example, in the week ahead...

On Monday, Portia da Costa gives our US readers a chance to finally get In Too Deep.

On Wednesday, Madeline Moore announces the winners of the Halloween competition, with a whopping hamper for the scariest, sexiest snippet.

On Friday, Erastes releases Frost Fair, her latest homoerotic love (in a cold climate).

Forlorn male models seeking comfort in each other's arms as they realise they'll never feature as a Lust Bites Lust Bite Of The Week.

So now, perhaps, you'll join me and this very beautiful and incidentally almost-naked angel-man in a hymn:

There'll be one more blog in the heavens,
One more site in the skies ~
Lust Bites we're all gonna miss you,
Your smut-slots, your half-naked guys...
There'll be one less blog in our bookmarks,
One less glint in our eyes ~
But Lust Bites, the things that you stood for,
Like, "Men look hot" never die...

All together now!

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In the meantime ... COMPETITION WINNERS!

Lil, you are our winner of a free signed copy of MARKET FOR LOVE! Please email jamaicalayne[at]yahoo[dot]com with your mailing address so she can get you your signed copy out.

Crystal and Craig - you have both won a copy of THE NEW RAKES, so please send your addresses to nikki[dot]magennis[at]googlemail[dot]com

Congratulations all!