August MacGregor

Celebrating Sensuality. Intended for mature audiences, 18 and over


Bowlful of Cherries

cherries by Walid Mahfoudh (Flickr)

Naked and bedded
they fed each other cherries

Pinching a stem and holding the cherry
as if bait for a tiger

Lips spread wide, teeth bared,
they plucked the fruit from its stem

(First, she tickled under each cherry
with her tongue tip because she loved his reaction)

They used to be careful of the cherry juice,
so it wouldn’t get on the white sheet

But they decided pink explosive stains on the sheets
would be good reminders of this afternoon

The rule was tossed aside, and
spraying cherry juice added to the sensual fun

Cherry and cherry, back and forth, feeding and teasing,
the sweet flesh delightful in their mouths

He moved the wide bowl from between them
to the nightstand

As it was time to feast on each other.


Photo by Walid Mahfoudh (Flickr)




A poem inspired by the playfully tilted O in Robert Indiana’s LOVE sculpture.


Her glossy red lips form an O
open to let sounds rush out
desperate to release
refusing to be contained
needing to unleash the song of bliss felt inside.

This is not the funny yet silly
O face from Office Space,
but the moaning of hysterical literature
hysteria of uncontrolled emotion
why would you want to control it
let it have its wondrous way
be it caused by literature or unseen tool under the table.

Or in this particular case
on this particular night
with her glossy red lips forming an O,
her hysteria is caused by
his fingers and mouth
eager and patient
for the reward of her crying out
O God O God O God
in a transcendent chant
above all that is ordinary.


Love Is

Love is walking hand in hand on the beach.

Love is gifts of red roses and chocolate.

Love is looking past the clichés of romance
and creating memories that are
unique to just the two of you.

Love is a song sung with huge, expansive emotion.

Love is being impatient to see your lover again.

Love is thinking your lover is the only person on Earth.

Love is comforting your lover when he or she is in pain.

Love is doing whatever you can to make your lover laugh.

Love is dancing closely together on a crowded dance floor
and not caring about the others around you.

Love is touching your lover in those places
you know they love to be touched.

Love is kissing your lover deeply for a long time.

Love is knowing that other person as who they are and not who you wish them to be, and you still stay with them, be by their side through the fun times and the heart-wrenching difficult times.

Love is enjoying bringing your lover to orgasm, and you are thrilled as they cry out in ecstasy.

Love is sweating and panting as you make love to your lover with reckless abandon, throwing any attempts to be cool or handsome or pretty or smart or suave out the window because you lost caring about those things in the moment, and all you care about is giving and getting pleasure from this amazing person.

Love is glowing after that wild sex, feeling your pulse and breath slowly return back down to normal.

Love is falling asleep next to your lover, grateful for she or he to be there, and looking forward to waking up next to them the next morning.


Jobs for a Rose

rose, courtesy Internet Archive Book Images (Flickr, Creative Commons)

Internet Archive Book Images (Flickr, Creative Commons)

“A rose is a rose,”
he said,
“whether under your nose
or stroking your breasts

or your belly

or your thighs.

For what’s the use
of a rose
if all you do is
put it in a vase and look at it?”

Words failing her,
all she could do was moan
in response.


The photo above is from page 88 of The Practical Book of Outdoor Rose Growing for the Home Garden — published in 1915, so it is now in the public domain. Click on the image, which is courtesy of the Internet Archive Book Images, to jump to its Flickr page.


Prompt Poems: Invigorates and Arouse

Winter’s chill
icy blasts —
more focused
is the ice cube
he touches
on her
slides down
to her


That sigh
oh yes
that sigh
she gives
that’s mixed
with a moan
tells him
his wish
to arouse her
has been
granted again.

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“101 Degrees Fahrenheit”: A Review

101 Degrees Fahrenheit, by Eva Gale

101 Degrees Fahrenheit
By Eva Gale
Free at Smashwords

This ebook is only for readers 18 years and older.

101 Degrees Fahrenheit has 55 reviews and rated an average of 4.06 out of 5 (as of today), and this info made me really want to read it to see what the praise was about.

In many cases, books by us indie authors don’t have any reviews. And when there are reviews, only a handful are there. It’s something we very much appreciate.

Okay, my plug for reviews is over. Helpful to this book is probably that it’s free to read, so you don’t have to risk any cash if you’ve never read Eva Gale before. And it was published several years ago (2009). I have no idea if the book has been free the entire time, though.

The book is well worth those many reviews. It’s hot, and not just because of the title. Yes, it takes place during a steamy summer day when the air conditioner breaks at the barber shop where the female character works. Kathy Roberts works at the barber shop called Great Headz, which I’m sure would attract a great deal of customers should it actually exist. It’s a lot catchier than Hair Cuttery.

Kathy has one last customer for a haircut, and things get steamier on this hot summer day. Because the last customer is a sexy hunk of a guy, a mechanic clad in jeans (which I’m sure makes the day even hotter for him).

Turns out that the last customer is Kathy’s husband, Dean. I’m not letting out a big spoiler here, because this news comes out soon into the story.

This discovery allows for a deeper story. Because this married couple has had problems, and Dean is working hard to keep his marriage.

And he works really hard at it, given what he does in the story.

The mentions of the deeper story gave the book more depth than two characters meeting in a single scene and just getting it on — which is a lot of erotica, and that can be entertaining. But having some back story to Kathy and Dean offers more substance, and I enjoyed that. Hell, there could’ve been more back story, and I wouldn’t have complained.

The book’s description:

On the hottest day of the summer Kathy Robert’s airconditoner breaks at her barber shop, Great Headz, and she still has one more customer. It’s hot and sticky, but he’s not going anywhere.

And he wants more than a trim.


“Beach Heat”: A Review

Beach Heat by Tamsin Flowers

Beach Heat
By Tamsin Flowers
Free at Smashwords

This ebook is only for readers 18 years and older.

Let’s heat it up in winter! For three days, I’m going to highlight erotica at the beach, or simply on a hot summer day. Today and tomorrow, I’m reviewing erotica by other authors — and then on the third day, I’ll post about one of my ebooks.

We’ll start it off with Beach Heat by Tamsin Flowers, a hot free story that takes place right on the beach.

You say you want a babe in a red bikini? She’s on the beach and needing a hand with suntan lotion in those hard-to-reach places. You say you also want a muscular hunk in some board shorts? He’s on the beach and ready to help a damsel in distress with some strong hands.

Scott is good with his hands as he rubs lotion onto Nina’s back, relaxing her along with the hot sun beating down on them. But that’s not all he’s good with. He’s talented with his mouth and hips, too. Those talents get pulled out after he leads Nina away from the pesky crowd far off into the privacy of dunes.

Before they get to those dunes, they grab some beer in a cooler from his car, and the beer helps cool them down on this hot beach day. But it doesn’t only cool their mouths, as the beer is put to a couple of sexy uses.

The sun’s not the only hot thing around here, dear reader.

If you’re low on logs for the fire, give this a read and the story will heat up your January day.

The book’s description:

When Nina decides to enjoy a day out at the beach it calls to mind an old memory. Visiting the beach as a teenager, she felt left out when her friend disappeared into the sand dunes with a boy. So this time she’s determined she’s not going to miss out on any fun. When hunky surfer Scott offers to rub suntan lotion into her back, Nina gets the feeling that he’s got the same thing on his mind… And this time, Nina gets her chance to find out what goes on up in the sand dunes.