Category: Teen

Lauren’s been a good girl her whole life and it…

Lauren’s been a good girl her whole life and it hasn’t gotten her where she wants to be. Her first year of college has just ended and she’s back home for the summer, determined to break out of her “good girl” shell. 

Eric Carver just moved in next door to her parent’s house. He’s wealthy, handsome, and just the man to help her get a little bit naughty. 

Features a younger woman seducing her older, more experienced next door neighbor as they get sweaty and sticky for a summer full of naughty fun.

Read Good Girl on amazon now. 

New Taboo release from Kindle Top-100 Erotica Author Q….

New Taboo release from Kindle Top-100 Erotica Author Q. Zayne!
Short and dirty! Loved it! I’m a fan of this story. I love dirty Daddy/little girl stories and this one is good. I’d love to read a follow up involving pregnancy…”— Amazon Customer on SECRET SUNSHINE

I wanted my stepdad so much it scared me. My body’s reaction to his second sex lesson surprised us!

But my stepbrother scared me more than other consequences — if our secret got out.

Excerpt:

He scooped me into his arms and rocked me close against his body. My legs opened and I pressed my pussy against his erection, still tender down there but loving being so close to him.
  “Sweet Princess. You’re still sore, aren’t you?”
  I nodded against his bristly cheek. He laid me back and kissed me, deep, tongue-teasing kisses that made me breathless. I kissed him back, giving him my lips and tongue, copying what he did, wanting to give him the feelings he gave me. I burned between the legs, feeling juicy, aching for him.
  He kissed and stroked my breasts, teasing my nipples with his big thumbs. Smiling, he slid his thumb into my mouth and I sucked it. He pumped it in and out of my mouth.
  “Cover your lips with your teeth.” He showed me, pulling his lips inward in a funny face. I giggled and tried it. He pumped his thumb deep in my mouth. “That’s it. Good girl.”  

Hidden Sunshine on Amazon U.S.

Hidden Sunshine on Amazon UK

Thanks, Naughty Schoolgirl! Q.

These brats are so wild and naughty… Five sinfully…

These brats are so wild and naughty…

Five sinfully steamy tales about wild and naughty brats and the big strong men who love them.

Each story is brimming with action, lust, and temptation. Guaranteed to get you hot under the collar!

WARNING: Mature Readers Only — this book contains explicit sexual content and language. Each character in the book is over 18.

https://www.amazon.com/Wild-Naughty-Brats-Taboo-Erotica-ebook/dp/B01JXZVBPK/#nav-subnav

All Taboo, All The Time Spoiled, bratty princesses get…

All Taboo, All The Time

Spoiled, bratty princesses get what’s coming to them from their stepdaddies (and sometimes more) in 19 short, smutty stories. Throw in plenty of spanking, discipline, gangbangs and threesomes. 

Excerpt from “Bad Girls Get Punished: Gabriella”

‘Look at your daddy, he’s really enjoying watching me finger you,’ he hissed in her ear. Gabriella’s eyes fluttered open and they made contact with her stepfather’s – her heart jumped as she realised the expression in his eyes was of pure animalistic lust. She could see him trembling as he fought the urge to indulge in this taboo encounter, but the rock hard rod clearly visible through his jeans betrayed his desires. 

Freddy’s finger thrust inside her again, causing her to let out a loud moan. She could feel herself dripping with cum as his fingers expertly played with her pussy. She was so hungry for more, hungry to be touched and kissed and groped all over by her uncle. She wanted her daddy to come over, too, to feel his hands roaming over her skin and his cock inside her cunt.

‘Daddy,’ she whispered breathlessly, unable to think as the fingers danced their dirty little dance inside her.

Freddy chuckled. ‘I think she wants you over here, daddy,’ he called to Derek over his shoulder. Without a word, Derek had stood up and crossed the room. Freddy then moved out of the way, still clamping her wrists to the wall above her head. ‘Just look at her, she’s a real fucking cutie, D. She’s got the tightest, wettest little pussy I’ve had in a long time. Get on your knees and taste your little baby.’

Read more on Amazon. Available on Kindle Unlimited. 

99-cent sale: Q. Zayne’s The Billionaires Club Books 4…

99-cent sale: Q. Zayne’s The Billionaires Club Books 4 & 5 ~ Bound Capture 7/21-7/31

“This is a sick and twisted book.” “Intense and seductively hot.” Kindle reader reviews on BOUND and CAPTURE

I’d promised Gabe. I’d signed a contract. Against all expectations, I’d managed to allow a man to take my virginity, to violate me in front of other men, and I’d experienced so much pleasure I had an irrepressible orgasm. I had no idea what was coming next, but I supposed I was up for it. I’d changed. There was no going back. I wasn’t a virgin anymore.

A perverted psychic billionaire. Desperate virgins. An exclusive island club specializing in interracial BDSM shows. Dirty passions, intense kinks, and eruptions of fast-paced love.
Down-on-her-luck Pia wakes up to a charismatic man in Golden Gate Park. Gabe treats her to a fairy tale date out of Cinderella.
He wants the delectable former nun for his dirty show.

Angie’s sailing around the world to save her dad. A storm puts the 19 year-old sailor at Gabe’s mercy. He needs her for his sadistic hunter-and-prey jungle game, as the prey.

If you enjoy dark fantasy and intense, dark erotica, you’ll love the latest episodes of The Billionaires Club.
Both episodes are standalones. No cliffhanger.
This is not a romance. It’s a dirty book. Trigger warnings for perversion, hardcore BDSM, hard & unprotected interracial gangbangs, nasty gyno exam, father figures, older-younger lust, defloration, breeding and other edgy things.
This book includes a short excerpt of Prisoner of the Alien: Tigress Science Fiction.
Enjoy and please leave a review!  I need your support to keep writing dirty books. 🙂 xox Q

Get The Billionaires Club Books 4 & 5 on Amazon US
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Thanks, Naughty Schoolgirl!

#Taboo new release from Kindle Top 100 #Erotica Author Q. Zayne:…

#Taboo new release from Kindle Top 100 #Erotica Author Q. Zayne: Secret Sunshine!

So forbidden, so bad, and if I did anything, if anything happened — but I wanted him.

My feelings for my stepdad confused and excited me. I didn’t expect to see him again. Now, he was close enough to touch.
He was a buff billionaire who married the one person I shouldn’t ever compete with for a man. He was off-limits. And I was a 19 year-old virgin.

Maybe if I wasn’t so mad at Jenny, and he wasn’t so muscular and appreciative — and if he didn’t flirt with me — I could stop thinking such nasty thoughts about him.

But from the first time our bodies touched, I started to burn.

Excerpt:

I ran harder to put Mr. Callahan behind me. Had I ever believed we’d be a family? He abandoned me.

Loose stones gave way under me. I plummeted, the ocean growing louder as I fell.

“Sloane! My God. Don’t move. I’m coming down for you.”

Mr. Callahan, of course. Coming to the rescue. I couldn’t have made things worse if I tried.

I stretched my legs and arms on the jagged rock, testing for damage. I got off better than I deserved. Nothing broken, and I didn’t think I’d sprained anything either. What a stupid-ass stunt. He must think I was a moron.

Small rocks clattered by and I shielded my face as he scrambled down the cliff for me. I smelled him, his pungent musk. He crouched next to me. His big, strong body blocked the wind. He was so close I felt his warmth. My teeth chattered. Goosebumps covered me. He reached out, the way someone who never saw it before might approach fire. He smoothed my hair. His hand shook.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yes.” I didn’t want to talk to him. Flaming embarrassment consumed me.

“You could have been killed. I thought you were going to break your neck.”

“So?” My anger saved me from wallowing in shame. How dared he pretend he cared?

“So —. Sloane.” He moaned my name. He grabbed me and pulled me to his hard body.

This is a personal story about a girl who didn’t have a daddy of her own. Hardcore first time PI breeding.

#Daddy

Thanks, Naughty School Girl!

QZ

Free 5/27 through 5/28! CAPTURE: Wrecked Innocent – Angie’s Big…

Free 5/27 through 5/28! CAPTURE: Wrecked Innocent – Angie’s Big Black Surprise

A shipwrecked virgin on a remote island full of dirty billionaires — it’s a nasty new game at The Billionaires Club!

Gabe offers to help the teen sailor complete her mission to sail around the world solo. But at a high price: a nasty medical exam and being hunted by big sadistic men in the jungle.

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Free 5/27 through 5/28! CAPTURE: Wrecked Innocent – Angie’s Big…

Free 5/27 through 5/28! CAPTURE: Wrecked Innocent – Angie’s Big Black Surprise by Q. Zayne

A shipwrecked virgin on a remote island full of dirty billionaires — it’s a nasty new game at The Billionaires Club!

Gabe offers to help the teen sailor complete her mission to sail around the world solo. But at a high price: a nasty medical exam and being hunted by big, sadistic men in the jungle.

Excerpt:

He looked like an ad for menswear for a super expensive magazine, or someone you’d see on the cover of an adventure novel: strong, tanned face, crinkles around the eyes — outrageous eyes the color of the sea when it’s that unbelievable blue-green that looks like it goes on right to the bottom where the treasure ships wait.
His thick beard made him timeless, like a ship’s captain from another century. The pure masculinity of it drew my eyes, and it seduced me into imagining his mouth and chin naked, the way a striptease artist plays on what’s hidden more than on what’s revealed.
Damn, he looked fine. All big, muscular shoulder, open-collared linen shirt with the sleeves rolled up over cords of arm muscle, pale jeans rolled up on strong, hairy calves. And clinging, those worn-to-hell perfect jeans gripped his meaty thighs, big package and the muscular cuts on his hips that framed his happy trail. Damn. The man was porno on feet.
I closed my mouth. Glanced away. Had to be a hallucination. Glanced back. Still there. Still hot.
Yes, he looked as old as my father with dark hair sporting silver streaks and silver curls in his chest hair. He could be any age from 35 to 60 or so. He had that timeless presence, total male confidence. I stood there staring like a mouse mesmerized by a snake.
“I won’t bite,” he whispered.

HIS to Keep: Paranormal Possessive Alphas – #Free until May 2! A…

HIS to Keep: Paranormal Possessive Alphas – #Free until May 2! A nasty, kinky box set from Q. Zayne and Q’s dirty-romantic alter-ego, Viv Phoenix. Four wicked standalone novellas.

A waiflike shifter taken by a sadistic werebear doctor. An untouched young witch spanked, trained and tormented by her mother’s fiance. A virgin BBW detective held down by a billionaire crime fighter who needs to breed. And a curvy Black church singer who wants to give her virginity to a wolfman.

An excerpt from Witch Love: Spanked Red 

Trigger warning – punishment scene by her almost-stepfather

His fingers burned my wrist. We were standing in the shed, about as far from my mom’s bedroom as we could get and it started to sink in that maybe that was the whole point of his bringing me here.

I took a deep breath. I was kind of shaking.

“Now for what we came here for, Cassandra. First, you must agree to be spanked. And second, you must understand that if you wish it, I will stop.” He held up a big finger to tick off those points.

“What are you talking about?” I was tempted to make another crack about his mental health, but there was something steely about him, and I wasn’t so sure anymore that anyone would hear me scream.

He shut the door and locked it, his movements calm and unhurried, bringing the point home.

He turned back to me with his smooth smile and spread his hands, the picture of reason.

“You will agree that you need improvement and I will provide you with discipline. If you want for me to stop, you will say Basta, enough. That is an expression you would not say by accident, so if you say it, I know you mean it and I will stop. That is our contract.” He had a way too sexy accent, too. So not fair.

“Why would I agree? Who are you to say I need improvement?” This was eerie. How could this conversation even be happening? He was an outsider.

“Slow down, Cassandra. You young Americans, you go so fast, you miss too much of life. Think of how you treat your mother, how you treat me. Think of becoming better for yourself. Learning the right lessons when you’re young will help you succeed in life — and with your art. Think.”

Right. Spanking would make me a better daughter, a better person and a successful artist. Maybe he had a special kitchen device to sell me, too. Feminism passed by this guy, big time. He seemed entirely serious. I wanted to laugh, but sensed it would be the wrong move. Hadn’t I seen this movie? Hadn’t I read a few of these books, roughed-up paperbacks Mom hid under the bed as if that would keep me from finding them? Girl with low self-esteem falls for kinky, dominating bastard who applies old-fashioned physical punishment and she loves it and loves him until the inevitable melt-down. I didn’t think happily-ever-after existed in BDSM novel-land. What would be the fun of that for people into physical torment? But I wasn’t. They could keep their idea of fun and games in her bedroom, thank you so much.

I rolled my eyes at him. It was the only response I could manage because he turned to me full-on and I caught sight of his arousal, his huge arousal tenting out his boxers and taking all those horses and cowboys for a ride.

Holy whatever the hell was holy, it moved, bobbing in his boxers like it wanted out.

My mouth went dry and I got shivers in that warm room and there wasn’t a thought in my head.

I turned toward him and blinked. Seriously. Just stood there in front of my mother’s stud, about a foot from his massive erection, and blinked at him like an idiot, speechless for the first time in my life. Mom would have been impressed. Well, maybe after she killed us both.

Along with racy novels she had a great supply of murder mysteries and thrillers full of forensic science. I learned about the body farm from her books. She knew how to off us both and dispose of the evidence. A pit of lime in the garden; all gone. I’d been an inconvenience, jarring her image of herself as a nubile young model for 18 years. I swallowed. Mario looked deep into my eyes making me tingle in my panties. What the hell was going on here? If she came out here and caught us!

“You see, the eye-rolling and not answering when I speak to you, these are signs you need discipline. You behave this way to provoke people. And you came out here because you want me to spank you.” His voice was all reason. This astounding hunk stood there looking me in the eyes telling me I wanted him to spank me. I really wanted to lay into him and take him down, knock him off his power trip, but I was struggling to keep from glancing down at the snake dance in his boxers. I could see that thing moving on his own in my peripheral vision. Holy hell that was big.

Inspiration struck. A spanking over the lap? Oh, that would be wicked. This was the definition of playing with fire. Well, you were supposed to humor crazy people, right?

“An over the lap spanking?” I whispered. I didn’t have to fake sounding nervous.

His smile widened and he got sexy crinkles at the corners of his eyes like my favorite older actor. There was something about dapper older men that made my panties damp. So maybe I had issues. Being raised by a single parent, a narcissistic mother, could leave a girl wanting an older man in her life. I saw a marionette show once with a burlesque cat singing “My heart belongs to da-da-daddy” and I cried for an hour.

“Yes, lovely girl. An over the lap spanking. And if you want me to stop, you say basta and I stop and it’s done. Do you agree, Cassandra?”

He was big on this contract stuff. Having decided to try it, I didn’t dare give myself time to think about it, and besides, the longer we were gone from the house, the greater the risk. What would I say to my mom, ‘Uh, yeah, Stephanie, I followed Mario in his boxer shorts out to the shed to see the decor?’ Right.

“I agree.”

“Say ‘I need a spanking, Mario.’”

It took great self-control not to roll my eyes. The sadist had me where he wanted me and now he was making me ask for it. I took a deep breath and swallowed.

“I need a spanking, Mario.” My voice came out small.

HIS to Keep – because taking is not enough! These are complete, standalone novellas with graphic hard and unprotected sex scenes, defloration, BDSM, lingerie, psychic billionaires, sexy shifters and a bit of medical fetish. No cliffhangers.

Enjoy, and thanks for your reviews!

Q

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