Pleasure Palace by Jules Cross

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About the author:

My job as a mother comes before anything else. My son is a boxer and my daughter is a performer. As you can imagine and relate, that means I am a chauffeur, chef, party planner and personal assistant. Life is meant to be enjoyed, whether it’s sitting on the deck on a sunny day, or making jewelry. As long as I am present in any given moment, it’s all good.

What inspired you to write your book?

I am an author of historical fiction. My books have done quite well and I love the writing process. Naturally when my sexy husband and I were going through a dry spell recently I took to writing…..erotica…. Now my husband chases me around the house, if my writing can give us the spark we need, than it can give any reader the spark they need too!

Here is a short sample from the book:

First, he walked me through the foyer and out in to the night air, we strolled towards a patio that was strung with lights and had a hot tub big enough for twenty people.
“Wow, how fun is that? You didn’t tell me to bring my bikini.” I said.
“No, I didn’t.” He smirked.
He walked me through his gardens and sat me on a bench. I sipped my drink and looked at Matthew. His eyes bore into mine and I suddenly felt shy.
“I know you are wondering why I brought you here.”
“The thought did cross my mind. I mean, you can have any woman you want. Why do you care about little old me?”
“You really don’t know, do you?”
“Know what?”
“You are sexy as hell, and beautiful. I knew the moment you asked if you could buy me a drink that I wanted you. You just make me so mad.”
“Wait, first you want me, and then I piss you off?”
“You are a strong, desirable woman. You just don’t know your own worth. Buying frat boys drinks and dressing the way you do in bars, it sends a message that says you are willing.”
“Oh, so now I am a slut. I don’t need this. You aren’t my mother.”
“I know. I am sorry. I just care about you. Believe it or not, It’s the truth. I feel this need to protect you.”
“From what? I’m a big girl. I have got my big girl panties on and everything. See, I left my G-string at home.” I slid my hand up my dress and showed him the lacy hip huggers I wore. He grabbed my hand and gulped, forcing me to drop my dress.
“Put that down.” He commanded.
“Or what? You might just lose control and have a little fun?”
“I have plenty of fun. I just do things a little differently.”
“What is it that you do so differently?” I asked, remembering that Lola said he “learned” from the best.
“You’ll see. If you want to, that is.”
“You’re talking in riddles. Just tell me what this is all about. What was Lola talking about with all this learning crap?”
“How about I show you?”
He took my elbow and we walked back into the house. We head towards the darkened hallway and I noticed there were two rooms, both with the doors shut. He opened the first door and when we entered I was taken aback. All of the people in this room were nude. Men and women alike, walked around fully aroused. Some were kissing and petting blatantly on the couches and others were just sitting at a bar, as comfortably as they would if they were dressed.
“Holy shit, what the fuck?” I said.
“Language, please Andrea.” He reprimanded.
“What else do you want me to say? There aren’t any other words. You just walked me into a gang bang.”
“Uh, I wouldn’t call it that. To some it may seem odd. But to us, it’s sensual.”
“What are you guys, like a bunch of fucking nudists or something?”
“Language.” He reprimanded again before laughing.
“Sorry.” I stammered, realizing I was f-bombing all over the place.
“No, we are not nudists. We don’t really have a name. Some would be inclined to call it an orgy, but most refer to it as the pleasure room.”
“I thought orgies involved lots of people?”
“The night is young, just wait.”
“So what’s in the other room?”
“That’s for later.”
“Oh, c’mon. I can handle it.”
“Can you?”
I was dying to get behind the closed doors, I couldn’t wait to tell my friend Jillian about this place either. It was so fucking weird, but erotic as hell. To see all these naked people, women with huge tits, guys with erections up to their bellies. If that was in the room I was allowed entry, what in the hell was in the other room?
“Oh here you two are!” Lola walked up beside me and asked if I’d like to disrobe.
“Um, sure, I guess.” I said.
“Andrea, you don’t have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. If you aren’t ready yet, that is fine. You can head back to the outside bar and you will be perfectly comfortable.
“No, I’d like to stay. Where do I, strip?” I was confused though and made no attempt at hiding it. If I wasn’t supposed to dress in short shorts, how was being nude better?
That got a laugh, “follow me.” Lola instructed and I did, watching her tight ass sashay down the hallway.
“You look a little confused. Let me assure that nothing here happens, unless you want it to of course. Here, you will come to appreciate and respect your body in ways and for reasons you can’t begin to fathom.”
“Um, okay.” I said, still a little uncertain how being naked would accomplish this but willing to give it a try.
She took me into a room that reminded me of a spa. There were lockers and showers, rooms for disrobing and an assortment of beauty products lining the sink. Beside the sink was a counter full of toys. I nearly shit myself when I realized what they were. It was like I was in Adam and Eve’s store. Bullets of every size were laid out, dildo’s, weirdly shaped objects that I had no idea what they were, and lots of lube.
“Take your pick. But might I suggest you start with this.” She handed me an egg shaped toy with a remote.
“What do I do? I have never…”
“Why you insert it, of course. Put it in your vagina, and then turn on the remote.”
“Here? In front of these people?” I asked shocked.
“Most of the women are wearing one, and somewhere a man has hold of their remote.” Her smile was sexy and she knew it.
I went into my own private room and locked the door. I checked out the toy, rubbed myself a little and then inserted the egg. It filled my pussy nicely and when I turned it on the vibrations sent shock waves through me. Lola knocked on my door and told me to come out when I was ready.
I stepped out of my room, nude and feeling self-conscious. I covered my breasts and pussy with my hands and Lola laughed.
“Don’t be shy, darling. Your body is your temple. You are beautiful and it’s time you learned to appreciate your god given gifts.”
This was getting a little hokey. I removed my hands from my private parts and swore I could hear the egg vibrating in my pussy. Lola escorted me back into the room with the soft light and nude couples. Matthew was waiting for me and Lola suggested I hand him my remote.
“Here, I guess I am supposed to give this to you.” I said handing him the control. His eyes, met mine and locked. They held steady and then took in my entire body, possessively.
“You are gorgeous.”
“How come I am naked and you are not?” I asked, feeling heat rising to my cheeks.
“Let’s remedy that. Come on, let me show you something.”
Oh, Christ, he was about to take it out of his pants. He grabbed my hands and walked out a back door and into the night. We were alone. He took off his shirt and pants, but remained in his briefs. He laid out a blanket on the dewy grass and lay down. I joined him and together we stared up at the stars.