Un-friend a friend?


The headline article on msn.com about un-friending your spouse on facebook struck a chord with me  this morning. I’ve linked the article directly above, so if you have a minute, check it out.

I’ve mentioned more than once that I’ve kicked and screamed into the 21st century. Yes, many of you know that I have a facebook page and a myspace page, so yes, I do participate. I recognize the power of the mainstream and have to stay abreast of the social tides, which are strongly resembling rip-tides for me lately.  

I struggle with social medium forms of communication for various reasons: distruction of the proper usage of the English language – LOL, BTW, OMG, feeling like I’m in a fish bowl,  the constant struggle to friend or not to friend someone I knew a loooong time ago, or a family member, because of the pornographic content of which I write, and then recently, I added two more challenges to the social media list: learning too much information based upon an innocent (no really! I hear you snickering) comment  that I made, which spiraled like a twister in Kansas; suddenly pulling me back into what felt a lot like  junior high school and in the end, I was de-friended, or be-friended from someone’s facebook page. What the fuck, or WTF?

I wonder if there are others of you out there that have also struggled with this tidal wave of communicating? I actually enjoy blogging because I own the page and someone has to physically log onto MY website to read my thoughts. If they don’t like it, they don’t have to come back. There’s no membership and hell, probably little chance of be-friending going on here in Neve Black blog land.

I’d love to hear some of your social media stories.
Un-friended from FB
Neve Black

Something New

I’m going to try something new.

You see, I’ve been getting these strong vibes lately from various sources telling me, “if you build it, they will come.” Oh wait, that’s from the Kevin Costner movie, Field of Dreams, huh? That was a great flick though, yes?  I do digress, don’t I? Anyway, it was Sommer’s post here, when she spoke about rebuilding her box, or think outside her box, or maybe she wanted to get into someone else’s  box. I can’t be sure. But her words stuck to me like gum on shoe.  I’ve also had my business manager guiding me toward doing new and different things, along with my recent networking meetings with my SEO connection. Thus, the neon signs for trying something new have been blinking wildly at me, like flashing arrows, strongly urging me to go down a bright and shiny new path, rather than the safe, and sometimes boring, tried and true path.

I’m going to begin a series of videos of myself while reading some flash fuck/dirty stories. The video goes a little deeper than just a podcast, offering both visual and auditory stimulation. I enjoy reading out loud and doing the videos is a good excuse for me to dress up, hoochie-mama, slutty. I’ll start adding these videos to this page .

I’m going to start by reading my own stories, but don’t be surprised if I ask you, pretty, please nicely permission to read your stories as well. I promise I’ll smile, and do my best not to fuck up your prose.

“…jack off Jimmy everybody wants more….”
Sheryl Crow

Neve thinks a change will do her good, Black

Rachel Kramer Bussel’s

latest spanking anthology,  Bottoms Up, Spanking Good Stories is

available at amazon.  bottomsup Stop reading this post and go buy a copy (Crack! Yes, it’s my whip, again)  And yes, yes, YES  of course I will spank you with it but you have to buy the book  first.

I have my own spanking new copy and have been thoroughly enjoying each blistering bottom page!  Whew…with spanking stories from some of my favorite authors, like Donna George Storey, Alison Tyler, Sommer Marsden, Craig Sorensen, editor and chief, Rachel Kramer Bussel and many, many more it’s enough to make me want to pull up my skirt and bend over someone’s knees….Ooooh.

This just in from Rachel:

“I bet you probably didn’t even know Amazon.com sells paddles! Well, they do, and they’re a perfect pairing with my new book Bottoms Up: Spanking Good Stories, which I hope you will buy on Monday, July 27th, my Amazon Spike Day. Amazon Spike Day is a way to try to generate sales on Amazon and spread the word about a given book, so I will be teasing you with story excerpts and interviews. And photos of pretty paddles I wish someone would spank me with!”


If you buy the book, you might win a paddle and hell, you know I’ll spank you with it until you’re really, really good bad -

Neve Black

Bella Ginger

La ricca di talento e Isabel Kerr è temptiing noi, stile italiano, con zenzero, domani, la Domenica, Luglio 26th, spezie tour estivo continua. C’è ancora tempo per prenotare un volo e Isabel a unirvi a me in Italia!


English tranlation: Get your ass to Isabel’s (CRACK! Goes my whip!) tomorrow for a celebration of spice and everything naughty,  ginger.


Fino ad allora, i miei amici
Neve Black

Sexy, Fun and Crazy…

oh, we must be in the sign of Leo….


And what do we know about these proud lions ruled by the sun above? Before I give you the traditional zodiac taste of the month, based on Roxanne’s sexual sun sign romping through the zodiac; * coincidentally* found in my novel, Sex through the Zodiac, here’s a little Leo background to whet wet your sexual growling appetite:

“Leo is the fifth Sign of the Zodiac. These folks are impossible to miss, since they love being center stage. Making an impression is Job One for Leos, and when you consider their personal magnetism, you see the job is quite easy. Leos are an ambitious lot, and their strength of purpose allows them to accomplish a great deal. The fact that these folks are also creative makes their endeavors fun for them and everyone else. It’s quite common to see a Leo on stage or in Hollywood, since these folks never shy away from the limelight. They are also supremely talented and have a flair for the dramatic. Warmth and enthusiasm seems to seep from every Leo pore, making these folks a pleasure to be around. They do love pleasure!”  Astrology.com

Ahem, re-read the last line again. Hmmm…I know ONE Leo that does a hell of great job writing about pleasure. Yes, our very own, sexy, flirty, wildly gorgeous and talented, Gina Marie is a Leo. Don’t forget to scoot over to her blog and wish her loads and loads of fabulous birthday wishes!

So, as promised, here’s that taste of Roxanne’s sexcapade about the sexy, Leo-Lion she couldn’t resist:

 “…There was something glamorous about him. I don’t usually go for all the bravado in a lover, but he was funny, spine-tingling handsome, dripping with sex appeal and I was keeping my mind and my legs open to all the zodiac sun signs this year. I knew he was joking with me, but then again maybe he wasn’t joking.  He was doing what came natural for him. He was a Leo.

 I didn’t hear the bathroom door open. I didn’t hear the bathroom door close. I didn’t hear Neil quietly tip-toe behind me. I didn’t know he was there, until I felt his hands firmly squeezing the cheeks of my ass. I was startled and I jumped, looking up and seeing his lustful appearance reflecting back at me in the mirror.

“I missed you. You were gone too long.” He said as he bent down and lifted his hands up under my, long black skirt. I felt his hands running up against the leather of my boots; burning into my calves. His fingertips grazed behind my bare knees, and I squirmed a little. I was ticklish there. His hands felt hot and tingly against my skin as they moved across both sides of my thighs, touching and getting a feel for my body’s landscape. He moved his head underneath my skirt and I felt his warm, wet lips kissing each place his hands hand already touched. The cotton crotch of my black thong panties was wet and my pussy ached for more.

His fingers gripped both cheeks of my ass and I felt myself let out a deep breath as I muttered the words, “God I love it when a man squeezes my ass.” His fingers slid around the sides of my panties and he pulled them down and into his mouth. He bit into the crotch as he pulled them down with his teeth. I felt my panties brushing up against my weakening knees. I lifted each boot up as he pulled down and then onto the floor….”

What? You say you want more of Roxanne’s public display of affection with her hot, sexy Leo? I guess you’ll have to read the book. Oh, boy, that’s kind of mean of me, isn’t? Okay, okay, okay…because it’s Gina’s birthday month, one lucky commenter wins a copy of Sex through the Zodiac. 

Happy Birthday Leo!
Neve Black



I’m In L-O-V-E…

with this  image:pickle-fairy

The beautiful and sexy, Alison Tyler posted this pickle fairy in celebration of Jeremy Edwards’, um pickle..I mean dill, I mean his dill pickle for Sunday’s Spicy Blog Tour and now, I can’t get her out of my head.

Isn’t she cool?  This pickle fairy reminds me of Loly the fairy vibrator and suddenly, I want need simply must  go for a ride on a pickle!


Pickle, pickle, who hid the pickle?
Neve Black


Solar Eclipse

Get out your notepad and start writing down your wishes. The solar eclipse is scheduled for Wednesday, July 22. Whenever there are lunar or solar eclipses, that signals lots of changes. Ask the universe what changes you’d like in your life. And then, make them happen.

“…Time may change me, but you can’t trace time….” David Bowie
Neve Black

Cold and Hot

It’s going to rain. The leaves are all turned down and the wind has picked up. It’s hot and humid here now. Once the rain comes, it’ll cool everything down hot to cold.  I’ve been sleep deprived for days too. I’ve been out drinking beer every night so far since Sunday, no wait, since Saturday, maybe Friday too. Shit. I can’t remember. Oh sure, there was some veiled excuse or another for going out before the beer drinking episodes, like grabbing a pizza slice on Sunday, or going to see a movie on Monday. Last night there was a concert involved and all be damned, but didn’t I somehow find a beer in my hand. Ooops.  My body is feeeeeling it today. Actually, my body has been feeling it since Monday, but I think I was too tired to post then.

I’ve been inside most of the day; sitting at the small, white kitchen table, which looks out onto a lovely deck, paved patio and garden, while working on a number of different writing projects today.

In spite of my lazy-ass and groggy state of mind, I feel like I’ve been very productive today, which feels really good. Over the past few weeks, moving, moving and fucking moving drained all my creative juices from my body, like an uninvited and not at all sexy vampire that sucked me dry and brittle. I haven’t spent enough time on the everyday maintenance of this website and I have writing projects, business proposals, business plans and ideas that are spilling over the sides of my brain’s IN basket.

Because of my productive and creative day, I’ll be working and writing until the wee hours of the morning. Um, yes, there will be time for one of these:


Slurp. Refreshing and cold. Yum.


And maybe if I’m a really, really a good bad girl, I’ll get one of these too:


Slurp. Refreshing and oh, so hot.  Yum.


Hot and Cold
Neve Black


An Inconvenient Food Truth

As an erotic writer, as well as a lover of food, I do spend quite a bit of time thinking about food. Currently, we’re in the midst of a summer, spicy blog tour.  And earlier this year, we took a 10 day trip through blogland for the progressive dinner feast, which was delightful and food/sex provocative. Yum!  I think food is incredibly sexy and it nurtures my body so I can get down and dirty on the kitchen floor after preparing and eating a good, healthy meal.

So let me ask you this question, sexy foodies, do you really know your food? Do you know where it comes from? I mean, I’m sure you know that beef comes from cows and pork comes from pigs, breasts come from…an obvious benevolent God…okay, kidding.  Yeah, chicken breasts, they come from cluck-clucks.

But…do you know where those animals come from? The food we put into our bodies is probably one of the most important considerations we can do to sustain good health.  That along with a  daily dose of MBO, aka: Mind Blowing Orgasms (thank you DSG and SG!).

I went and saw the documentary film, Food Inc last night. Has anyone else heard of it? Has anyone else seen it? I already knew that corporations controlled the majority of our food source found at local grocery stores, which has a lot to with why I’ve boycotted eating meat. I have strong moral issues with the mistreatment of all living creatures. It’s gut-wrenchingly disgusting when you learn how the animals we eat are treated.

It’s not just the mistreatment of animals, the workers are treated horribly as well.  Corporate Food America is manipulating the system for the all mighty buck. Sacraficing good common sense, food health and safety in order to make gazillions of dollars. 

For example, I saw footage of a corporate chicken farm. This isn’t the type of farm you see on the front of the chicken breast package either: with the little red barn and little chickens roaming around in the sunny fresh air. Nope, this farm looks more like giant sized metal box. There are no windows. There must be thousands and thousands of chickens living in there; standing in their own fecal matter and being fed droplets of steroids, so that the chickens will plump up faster than normal and we can all enjoy those full-breasted fillets on the grill.

You have to ask yourself this: Is it really chicken that I’m eating?

What about cows? Cows from corporate farms are fed corn. Um, when I was in third grade, I learned that cows ate grass, not corn. Why are cows being fed corn? Simple arithmetic, folks, it’s fucking cheaper. The trouble is, these factory cow plants, where cows are packed in with little to no room, also stand knee deep in their own shit. Shit is a deadly bacteria playground for some really bad, bad, boys,  like E-coli. A cow’s system  simply isn’t internally set-up for eating corn, thus when the cow heads off to the slaughter house, he or she is already infected and then we eat it.

Isn’t that nice?

What’s the corporation’s answer to solve all the E-coli outbreaks? You would think they would simply feed their cows grass and let their bodies naturally combat the bacterial infection, but nooooo, they come up with a brilliant idea: they produce cardboard, doused in amonia and call it, filler. This is supposed to eliminate the bacteria.

Hello? I clean my toilet and floors with amonia to kill bacteria, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to ingest it.

It’s sickening when you pull back the curtain and learn the truth about where that pretty package found in your meat section is coming from.  It’s usually not locally farmed either. The boneless chicken, that’s been pumped with steroids, or the thick and juicy, E-coli-stained side of beef could  actually be coming from a cow mill in Mexico. 

Oh, and don’t look for the USDA, or the FDA to help you, their in cahoots with the corporations, like their evil twin sisters who also sold their souls to the devil,  the pharmacuetical companies.

 Don’t take my word for it. Go see the movie. If you can’t do that, try and make a conscious effort with your hard-earned spending dollars and choose not to buy your  food and meat from the largest producers that are controlling and putting shit in your food and telling that you that’s its good, safe and delicious.  Buy produce that’s in season.  Talk to your grocery store manager or owner about offering meats, poultry, dairy and produce that’s grown in your state for God’s sakes. Read the labels! Talk to our very own, Scarlett Greyson, who is not only a writer, but she and her husband also have a farm, with real, live animals. I’m sure she’d be happy to point each o us in the right direction on how and where to buy good, healthy meats that come from local farmers that treat animals with respect. Not like they’re an inanimate object, like the cardboard box filler.

I realize I really went off here. I’m sorry if I’ve offended anyone with my lamenting, but this just chaps my hide, and not in that lips smacking, “I want another…please, way.”

We can make a change by saying, “No!” Dollars make the biggest impact on change. Won’t you please join me and make a change for the better?


Food Passionate and Shouting for a Change!
Neve Black