Friday, 1 March 2013

Naomi Shaw...Unexpected Lessons!

Hello friends;

I hope you will help me extend a warm welcome today to Naomi Shaw, author of Unexpected Lessons. This book caught my eye some time ago, thanks to the dishy man on the cover, and I'm really happy to have Naomi here to tell us a little about herself.

Please say hi to Naomi!

First off, I must thank you for hosting me on my tour of promotion. I am excited about this book, Unexpected Lessons, which is the first of a series.

First off, though, let me tell you a little about myself.

I had a strict upbringing and attended a church school. Despite huge health setbacks, I left school at 16 with a handful of exam passes and the ability to play a brass instrument, which I continue to embrace.

I had a fun, if interesting time at college, learning accounting, as I was put into a class of 13 men and no other women. I have memories of that time which may sneak their way into future books LOL.

I’ve always loved reading and had a secret desire to write. I finally plucked up the courage with help from a few friends online, after I had to leave work (health reasons again). I had worked as a receptionist at a doctor’s surgery for over 20 years.

 I have been married to a wonderful man for 25 years.  We had one child, a daughter, now 23 years old and flown the nest. Hey, I’m giving my age away here LOL.

 So then, on to the writer in me.

Naomi Shaw is the alter ego of a married English woman who, despite being a romantic at heart has a desire to pen naughty fantasies. After starting to write erotica three years ago quite by accident, she continued writing and expanded it, exploring the many different sides of erotica. Looks can be deceiving. To look at Naomi you would never believe the wild sexy stories that lie hidden in her mind, waiting to surface.

Now on to my book Unexpected Lessons

I originally submitted this with a slightly different title in the first half of the year to Naughty Nights Press for an anthology call. However, I got an email asking me to extend the story for a book in its own right. I added more scenes and doubled the length. I was so thrilled when Unexpected Lessons was accepted. 



Kyla Morgan a twenty-year old hardworking student is studying for a science degree at university has a secret crush on her teacher, Professor Cordon, and spends many a night fantasizing about him. Kyla enjoys an early morning, frantic masturbation session to the image of her Professor, never dreaming she’d have a chance to make her dreams real. But, later, during classes, Professor Cordon asks Kyla to stay behind to speak to him after class about her issue with inattention. With the door closed and blinds drawn Kyla sees a different side to him; one she very much enjoys. Especially when she finds out this is not going to be a one-time thing.

Kyla shares a room with her friend Bev, a sassy girl from a farming family. What she does not know is that Bev longs to have an intimate relationship with her. Kyla has also always harbored the secret desire to know a woman. They share a glass of wine and relax while in their room one evening and a natural progression leads Bev to fulfill both their desires. Bev introduces Kyla to how wonderful it can be in a steamy girl on girl session that teaches her so much more than she ever expected.


This is an excerpt from Unexpected Lessons

Hardworking student Kyla has just woken up in her university room alone. She takes advantage of her solitude, having just had a dream about her Professor crush.

She always slept naked, often getting very hot in the night. Kyla slid a hand down her soft curvaceous body and slipped it between her thighs. With one gentle finger, she stroked her velvety folds. “Ahh,” she said aloud. “I’m wet already,” and brought her finger up to suck the juice off. Mmm, very nice, she thought. Mmm, would you like to see me now, Professor?

 For a fleeting moment, she wondered why everyone thought she had no interest in sex. Then she answered her own question.  I am just a nerd to them. Maybe I should change. She reached under the bed and dragged out her handbag. Scrabbling about inside the bag, Kyla found what she wanted. “Oh yes,” she said, stroking the object with affection.

Nobody knew she had a vibrator, a sleek pink rabbit that stimulated both her G spot and clit, bringing her countless orgasms. Kyla switched the vibrator on and lifted the duvet slightly, closed her eyes again and thought of the Professor. 

She wound the buzzing vibrator around her soft full breasts. Tingles shot right through her body to the tips of her toes, which automatically curled in spasm. Working around her breasts with steadily decreasing circles, Kyla eventually reached the puffy pink areola and hard nipple. Kyla’s nipples were very rarely soft. Knowing about how active an imagination she had, she would have laughed aloud at unkind and unwarranted words such as ‘frigid’ and ‘asexual’ that some of the other students had labeled her, well out of earshot. 

She breathed in sharply and bit her lip, moaning. Grazing the buzzing object over her nipples, Kyla arched her back and half opened fluttering eyelids. She swept her legs wide in the bed and touched her pussy with the other hand, putting a slight pressure on her swollen mound. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her as she lifted her head and then threw it back on the pillow.

Kyla discarded the duvet and lay on the bed in her naked glory. Moving her hand down slowly, her gently stroked the soft flesh and plunged a couple of fingers into her wet warmth. The invading fingers, clamped by the slick walls, delved into her sweet sticky honey. Kyla plunged in and out, working a rhythm. Rippling ecstasies consumed her whole body and she shuddered, curling her body forward. She bent her knees and drew her legs up to reach further inside herself. Bringing the vibrator down to her pussy, she lightly touched her clit with the humming shaft but it made her squeal.

“Oh yes!” she cried, her mind focusing on her thoughts of the Professor. “Look at me,” she called. “Don’t you want your student?” She circled her clit with the tip of the buzzing vibe, while the fingers of her other hand continued to fuck her. “Fuck me Professor, fuck me.”



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