Jacques Gerard's Erotic Style

Now on Kindle

2011-11-03T11:00:00.000-07:00

The Barefoot Burglar is now on Amazon Kindle. Here is a blurb. I hope you will inspire you to get a copy.

As she made her way back to the stairway, she stopped cold and tilted her head. Footsteps! And the person was coming in her direction. She dashed toward the stairway, but heard someone else in the stairway as she opened the door.

Damn! I have got to hide again! Then BB looked down an adjacent hall and saw a dark conference room with its door open. She sprinted inside. The lights in the conference room were motion sensed and popped on when she stepped inside. She jumped with a start, but then turned out the lights. Quickly, she got on her hands and knees and crawled under the table. This must be my night for crawling under desks and tables. She pulled out of her backpack a small canister of tranquilizer spray.

Two people rushed into the conference room and closed the door behind them. The sound of kissing and heavy breathing filled the room.

“I’m glad you made it,” whispered the man.

“I couldn’t wait I have been thinking about you all day” said the woman. “But we can’t be too long I have to get home and finish getting ready for an early fight in the morning.”

“And we don’t want security catching us either” he added.

The pair kissed more and undressed. The woman sat on top of the table, while the man knelt before her. He started to kiss her and the woman let out a sigh. The Barefoot Burglar twitched. He’s going down on her. The soft sound of his tongue lapping mixed with the woman’s moans.

BB could only stretch out under the table. Her nipples stiffened and pushed their way through her fishnet top. The next thing she knew her fingers were lightly touching her nipples, but she quickly stopped herself. All she could do was arch her feet and spread her toes. Her hand palmed the floor. She shivered along with each sigh and moan the woman made. So hot, and I can’t touch myself!

Tribute To Anne Francis

2011-10-19T11:50:00.000-07:00

An actress in one of my favorite movies passed away earlier this year. That actress was Anne Francis. She starred in the movie Forbidden Planet. The movie is a sci-fi cult classic. She played the character Altaira Morbius the beautiful daughter of Dr. Edward Morbius. The two were the only survivors of a scientific expedition to a planet located in a far away galaxy where a hideous monster roamed. I will not go into full detail about the movie. However if you are a sci-fi movie fan, I recommend you rent it.

Ann played Altaira barefoot through out the whole movie. For a guy like me who has a foot fetish, you understand why Forbidden Planet is a favorite. I will add if you are a fan of ladies being barefoot in movies, rent it. I have to say after seeing the movie many times, Anne being barefoot is not the only reason I this movie is a favorite. It is also the way Ann played her role. Altaira, was intelligent, strong, and independent along with be exotic. I liked her outfits which accented her qualities. Altaira was sexy. Those same qualities were in Anne’s role as the TV private detective Honey West. I loved how she used her martial arts skills to subdue the bad guys in the show. At the time the show was aired to me Honey West was like a female James Bond.

Those character traits that Anne put into her characters also inspired me for my book heroine the Barefoot Burglar. In 2007 after the Barefoot Burglar was first published I wrote Ann a letter. I had been intrigued with what inspired Anne to play Altaira barefoot. I asked about that in my letter. Anne’s response was that she wanted to feel free and not bound by anything in the world, which was why Altaira was barefoot. Her words fueled my inspiration to write more stories with barefooted heroines. Ann Francis was truly an inspiration to me. Much Love Anne, Rest in Peace.

Anal Plugs and BBQ

2011-07-05T14:54:00.000-07:00

This is part two of "Anal Plugs and BBQ" from the blog of my sensuous and sexy friend The Naked Nurse. Here is the link to read part one of the story.

www.theofficialnakednurse.com/nakedblog/2011/07/anal-plugs-and-bbq/

Enjoy!

His Story:

The evening was warm with a hint of a soft breeze. I noticed her instantly when I walked into a friend’s barbeque. She looked familiar. Then I remembered her from the shop.

Now she was among a group of ladies chatting. She looked elegant wearing a royal blue shirtdress with small turquoise floral print. Our eyes met. I could not help but to notice her feet in her black leather flip-flops. Her toenails were polished dark blue. She did not notice me checking her feet out earlier at the shop, but this time I was close enough for her to notice. She smiled and continued talking.

Later as I sat enjoying a plate of food she took the chair next to me and began to talk to a lady friend. She crossed her legs and dangled her flip-flop from her foot. I could not help but to notice. The polish on her toenails made them glisten like sapphires. She stretched her legs and spread her toes. Then she arched a foot and slipped her sandal off to give me a view of her smooth bare sole. It obvious she had picked up on my foot fetish, by how she was posing her feet as she enjoyed a drink. I did not think her friend noticed the show I was being given. She slipped back on her sandal and crossed her legs as her friend left to chat with someone else.

“Wow this is quite a party!” she said. Her foot paddled her sandal.

“Yeah, Mac and Cynde always like to throw big parties. I can’t believe how many people they know.” The paddling grew louder and I looked then added. “You were in the shop earlier.”

“Yes…” she replied. Her cheeks had a little redness. “Thanks again for your help.”

“My pleasure” I added and gave her foot another quick glance.

She flashed a sly grin, “Would you like to kiss them?”

I raised an eyebrow and tried to be cool. “Excuse me?”

“I couldn’t help but notice you looking at my feet” she purred. “You like my feet don’t you?”

I was called out and I was not going to deny it. “Yes I do, your feet are pretty. And yes I would love to kiss them, if given the opportunity. ”

She stood up. “Let’s go and find someplace. I bet we can use Cynde’s office, she won’t mind”.

We went inside and then upstairs to Cynde’s office. It was a large and had a cherry wood desk along with a brown leather couch. I eased the door shut behind us.

She sat on the couch and slipped her feet out of her flip-flops. Then she held up her feet showing me her smooth soles. I knelt down and caressed her feet. I had to admit the thought of someone walking in on us came to mind. But as my lips planted soft kisses on her toes, I found myself not caring.

“You do that very well” she whispered.

The tip of my tongue traced under her toes before I slowly kissed down her soles. Her toes curled and my tongue snaked between the wrinkles in her soles as I licked up them. I heard a soft moan as she spread her toes. My tongue edged between then before I sucked each of her toes.

I paused for a moment to listen for someone coming. Then I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. I placed her feet on top of it. Her toes rubbed over it.

“That feels so good!” she said.

I looked up. She had unbuttoned her dress. Her hands were clasping her bare breasts. I glance down and spied her clean shaven pussy. I smirked.

She read my expression, “I like having nothing on under this dress when I wear it.”

“Very sexy” I whispered and then kissed inside her thighs. As I kissed over to her pussy, I noticed the butt plug I had sold her at the shop in the opening of her sweet ass. “Nice butt plug.”

“I’m glad you like it, since you helped picking it out” she giggled.

My tongue stroked over her swollen and wet pussy lips. It then probed and traced between their folds. She sat back. Sighs and moans escaped her lips. I took long deep slow licks from her pussy and savored her juices.

As her clit awakened, she shuddered from a mild orgasm. I pressed my lips against her clit and sucked it. A charge of electricity went through us as she came. She suppressed her cry of ecstasy, but still writhed on the couch.

I stood up. She raised her legs and grabbed my cock between her feet. “Give this to me quickly!” she said in a breathless whisper. I positioned myself on top of her and eased my cock into her pussy. Her back arched and she moaned, “Oh you feel so good against my butt plug!”

I had to admit my cock rubbing against the thin wall of skin between it and her butt plug excited me also. Her pussy grew even wetter. I heard my cock slush as it plunged in and out of her pussy. Then she came again. But this time we kissed to muffle the sound of her cries. A spark from her orgasm ignited my cock. I froze from the rush as it went off and kissed her longer.

We did not have time to enjoy our afterglow. Each of us quickly began to fix ourselves up.

“My name is Cal” I said as I finished fixing my pants.

“Pleased to meet you, my name is Dawn” she replied as she slipped her feet into her flip-flops.

“That was a very nice introduction.” I replied as I peaked out the door.

Dawn and I slipped back into the barbecue. It seemed nobody noticed we were gone. I had the feeling of just getting back from the neighbor’s yard after stealing some apples from his tree and not getting caught. We went over to a cooler and got a couple of wine coolers. We went over to some chairs and enjoyed our drinks.

“I can’t believe we got away with that!” she snickered.

“I can’t either” I added with a wink. But after the barbecue would you like to go to my place where I can kiss your feet and we not feel rushed?”

The End

Erotic Storm

2011-07-01T14:10:00.000-07:00

I have not been very diligent with my post on this blog. I am sorry for that. I hope this short story will make up for my absence. Enjoy!

Erotic Storm

The phone rang at 1am and woke me out of a sound sleep. She said, “I can’t sleep. I’m on my way over.” Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang. She stood at my door wearing a long black latex raincoat and black patient leather Swedish clogs. As I closed the door behind her we kissed. It was a long kiss and she did not want to let me go.

“I couldn’t wait for tomorrow. I had to see you now!” she said between kisses. She opened my robe and found I was naked. I smirked. She flashed a sly grin. Then she opened her coat and showed she was wearing nothing under it. My eyes scanned her tight body. They went down to her clogs. I viewed her smooth and round bare heels. When I looked back into her face, she winked at me. She dropped her coat off with me. While I hung it up in the closet she went into the living room and sat on the couch. She posed her bare heels in her clogs to entice me. Her sultry eyes watched as I knelt down to her feet. My lips planted soft kisses on her heels. She moaned. I heard thunder rumbled in the distance. A thunderstorm was coming.

My tongue traced her heels as I eased her clogs off. I gazed at her toes. Her toe nails were polished plum red. I kissed the tips of her toes. Then my tongue trickled up and down her soles. She shifted and sat back on the couch. Her toes spread as my tongue flicked between them before I sucked each of her toes.

She had perfume on her feet. It had a hint of jasmine along with vanilla. Its sweet and sensual scent put me under her spell. I buried my face into her soles and licked.

“Let’s finish this in your bed,” she purred.

As we went upstairs to my bedroom, the crackle of thunder grew louder. The storm was close. I opened a window to let in the cool breeze. In the dim light of my bedroom she looked radiant sitting on my bed against the headboard. Her toes flexed apart and beckoned me to her feet. In an instant, I was at them again. My lips caressed the tips of her toes. The gentle touch of my tongue under her toes made her gasp, “I can’t get enough of you kissing my feet.”

When I crawled onto the bed, she stopped me. “Let me feel your dick between my feet!” she ordered as her feet clasped it. My cock stiffened as she rolled it between her arches. I saw a smile of approval form on her lips as I melted before her eyes.

“Oh…your feet” I gasped as my lips quivered.

Her toes gripped the tip of my cock. “I love how your dick feels between my feet!” she whispered. Her voice sounded hypnotic. It and the touch of her feet enchanted me. Her feet released my cock and with a big toe she guided me to lie down. She curled herself over my chest and grabbed my cock. I shuddered as her lips touched the tip. Her tongue swirled around my cock before she slipped it into her mouth.

Her pussy was in front of my face. She gasped with a start as my tongue teased it. Lighting flashed and thunder roared as we tasted each other. The showers began falling outside. The tip of my tongue played and worked inside her. I licked slowly and savored the taste of her juices while her lips slurped on my cock.

Thunder clapped and a mild orgasm shook her. “Oh!” she cried. But I kept licking and I loved it. She rolled over and I kissed between her thighs. My tongue outlined her swollen labia before it stroked her clit. I took her clit between my lips. They pulled at it. She let out a cry of rapture that filled the air as lighting flashed and thunder clapped again.

The rains poured and her cries grew louder. She twitched. A stream of her juices flowed into my mouth. I drank her. She tasted like sweet wine and I licked every drop. Then I positioned myself on top of her and gazed into her eyes. She was breathless. Her hand touched the side of my face and I kissed her finger tips. My cock pushed inside her.

Lighting sparked then the lights flickered out as I drove my cock deep inside her in a smooth rhythm. Her arms and legs wrapped around me. When a lighting flash lit up the room she said with a tremble in her voice, “I’m… so… close! Come with me! Oh…come with me!”

My body froze and my cock went off. I called out her name.

“Yes… Baby…I’m here with you!” she whined.

The storm rumbled in the distance and quiet peace took over. I held her as our orgasms ebbed. We both basked in the afterglow of our lovemaking and then drifted off to sleep.

The End

Happ Year 2011

2010-12-31T05:49:00.000-08:00

I just want to wish everyone a Prosperous and Happy New Year!!

Peace!!

Merry Christmas

2010-12-23T16:14:00.000-08:00

I would like to take time to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas!!!
Peace!

Happy Thanksgiving

2010-11-24T13:44:00.001-08:00

I just want to wish everybody a Happy and Joyous Thanksgiving!

Peace!

Barefooted Heroines

2010-10-08T16:51:00.000-07:00

It has been awhile since I have posted anything. Things have been busy over the year, but now are slowing down. The thought behind the title is there are some heroines I would have loved to see barefoot or barefooted more. Let me start by saying for those who are new to my blog. I do have a foot fetish and love seeing a lady barefoot. In addition the heroines in my stories are barefooted. An example would be my main character the Barefoot Burglar. I have others I am currently working on a new character and story. I will write about her in a later blog.

I saw a documentary on the movie Star Wars. They got real deep into the meanings of the character relationships and the symbolism of the characters. I would have never imagined all that when I first saw the movie when it was released. However they showed a movie poster. It made me think of the original poster when Star Wars was released. It shows Princess Leia barefoot. I wish George Lucas would have left her barefoot in the movie. Like in the line of the character Altaira "Alta" Morbius in the movie Forbidden Planet. She was barefoot through the whole movie. I have to add Forbidden Planet is one of my favorite movies. Guess you can figure out why.

Other heroines I would love to see barefoot more. I say more, because I have seen pictures of them barefoot. One heroine is Vampirella. The other is Wonder Woman. To me those ladies barefoot are more sensual. Since Wonder Woman and Vampirella are dressed to catch the eye. Then again I a guy whose heroines are barefoot and they dress sultry.

Happy Fourth of July!

2010-07-02T16:10:00.000-07:00

Have a good and safe 4th!

Happy Valentine's Day

2010-02-13T21:35:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas

2009-12-16T20:08:00.000-08:00

Sorry I have not been on in a while. I have been getting over a back injury. I have been busy. I joined a erotic writers group called, R~SVP. It is a fun group and they have a lot of good stories to read. They published a short Christmas Story of mine on their site. The story is called, Christmas Eve.

Here is the link to R~SVP:

www.rsvp.forumotion.com/portal.htm

I also posted a new short Christmas Story on my website. Here is the link so you can go right to the story.

www.jacquesgerard.com/santa'shelper

In closing I want to wish everyone a Very Merry Christmas!

Peace and Goodwill,
Jacques

Something For Your Reading Enjoyment

2009-07-02T15:59:00.000-07:00

I have been working on some more short stories for my website: www.jacquesgerard.com. However, it is taking longer than I planned. So here is a little something to wet your whistle for the moment. ;-)) Have a good and safe 4th of July.

The Appetizer

“I want to see you tonight!” she said, when I answered the phone at work. It was late afternoon. Her voice had a sense of urgency. “I made reservations at Vincenzo’s for seven. It’s my treat. I’ll meet you at your place after work."

I had to admit. I was caught a little off guard. “How can I refuse such a wonderful invite? See you at my place."

When I drove into my driveway she pulled in right behind me. She stepped out of her silver SUV wearing a long tan khaki shirtdress. On her feet was a pair of platform flip-flops. They were tan and straw woven. Her dress flowed as she walked and her sandals made a loud flapping sound with each step. She followed me inside.

Just as I closed the door she reached up to me and we kissed. “I couldn’t wait to see you!” she said.

“I’m ready for dinner. I just wanted to drop off my case." I looked down at her feet. Dark red polish glistened on her toenails.

She flashed a sly grin at me as I looked up. “Tonight… I’m going to seduce you with me feet. Then bring you back here and fuck you! But first we have just enough time for an appetizer." She led me to my couch and sat me down.

After she stepped out of her sandals, she knelt in front of me. Her fingers rushed to open up my pants. Then she commenced to let her tongue play with my limp cock. A few licks and kisses from her made it stiffen. I shuddered as her lips wrapped around it and melted from the gentle pull of her mouth. Her lips slurped as she savored it.

She stood up and unbuttoned the bottom of her dress. Then she sat in front of me and spread her legs. It was a tease to show she was not wearing any panties. “That’s dessert!” she said with a hush. She spread her toes and inched her feet toward me. I waited with anticipation for the soft touch of her toes against my cock. Electricity shook me as they touched. My eyes closed and I gasped.

“Mmmmm… I don’t know which I like better, your sweet dick getting hard in my mouth or between my toes!”

I was speechless and watched her turn over on to her stomach. She wrinkled her soles for me before her feet clasped my cock again. I had to touch them. My fingers brushed over her soles. She looked over her shoulder at me as her feet worked my cock up and down. I moaned. The sight of my cock between her arches was so sexy. It had me mesmerized.

“We don’t have much time. Come on my feet…Baby." She purred, “Come on Baby…you can do it let go on my soles!”

My head fell back, my eyelids clenched shut, and my body quivered. I was breathless as the rush in my cock took of me. I cried out her name and that I loved her feet.

“Yes! That’s it! Come on my feet! Oh that feels so... good!” She lay for a moment and flexed her feet. “I just want to let your cream run down a little between my toes”. She sat up and slipped her flip-flops on. “You feel so sexy on my feet in these sandals!” She winkled an eye then said, “We better get to dinner. Then I’ll bring you back here for dessert."

Rejection Notice

2009-06-09T20:23:00.000-07:00

I got a rejection notice for a short story I had submitted for an anthology. I know rejection notices are part of being a writer. However, I am still a little bummed. When I was younger I played sports mainly football. I know you win some and you lose some. The same goes with writing and rejection notices, you win some and you lose some.

However, winning some and losing some does not mean I have to like losing. I felt like, “Man! That sucks!” I was not really thrilled about why they rejected my story either, but to each his own. I am just going to keep plugging away and keep writing. I am having too much fun letting my imagination run free coming up with stuff to write.

To any writers who are reading this, I have a question. How do you handle a rejection? What did you feel when you have gotten one? How did you bounce back?

Updated Book Trialer

2009-06-06T18:50:00.000-07:00

Now that the weather is warmer, I should be posting more. In the meantime, I have been working on an updated book trailer for The Barefoot Burglar. Check it out.

Barefoot Massage

2009-05-01T12:45:00.000-07:00

My massage therapist also performs Barefoot Massage or Ashiatsu massage. She explained to me the technique had it’s beginnings in the East more than 3,000 years ago. She said it was very relaxing and takes a lot of knots out of your muscle tissue. So I decided to try it. Yes, my foot fetish came to mind. I would be lying if I said it did not. I did check out my therapist’s feet and she does have very pretty feet. But, I digress. I will get to my foot fetish and imagination about this later.

The room my therapist uses has a very soothing décor. The walls are painted with a soft shade purple. A hint of lavender was in the air and a small water fountain trickled in the corner of the room. My therapist had a lamp covered with a red orange cloth which created a warm glow. To top things off soft music featuring a Latin guitar was playing. Are you relaxed now?

The massage table was in the center of the room. Two rails hung from the ceiling above the table. I got undressed and laid on the table under a sheet. My therapist came in and explained what she was going to do. She said she had washed her feet, just like hands being washed before a massage. How she explained and with me checking out her feet… Never mind. Then she sat on a stool at the head of the table and rubbed some scented oil on my traps with her feet. She wanted to start me out slow to get me used to the feeling of her feet on my body. I did not have the heart to tell her I have had foot massages on a certain place on my body so I was used to feet massaging me. Yes, I kept my foot fetish under warps.

As her feet rubbed my traps, I thought, forget the foot fetish stuff for a moment. This feels good! She apologized for her feet being rough from running. All I thought was your feet are rough now, if you massage me when they are soft… Oh! Somebody help me! Then she stood my back. Her heels and toes worked out so many knots in my back, I was a noodle when she finished.

While she walked on my back my therapist explained she held classes for couples and that barefoot massage or massage in general was a kind of sensual foreplay. Bing! The creative imagination of Jacques Gerard kicked in to gear. I thought what about an erotic short story about a Pro-ballplayer getting a barefoot massage from his lady massage therapist. After a sensual barefoot massage, he rewards her with a soft kisses on her toes along with slow licks on her soles. Which would lead…? See where I’m going? I told you I would get to the foot fetish part.

Making Changes

2009-04-28T17:07:00.000-07:00

Sorry, I have not posted in a bit. However I have been making some changes. I have been removing all the references to Forbidden Publications. I had to update MySpace, and Bebo for starters.

Mainly I have been working on graphics for a updated book trailer for the Barefoot Burglar for my YouTube page. One I get a kick out of working with Daz3D. Second, I like I said I have to remove the FP references. I have updated the Barefoot Burglar's look. Below are 'Before' and 'After' pictures. What do you think?

Before

After

Something New For Me

2009-04-09T20:31:00.000-07:00

This is something new for me. I have been pondering the idea of a blog for a long time. Many contacts I have with other writers have a blog. They is it is a good for to promote your books and get your name out for readers. So, with this in mind and after a chat with a longtime friend, (who I met through her blog I will add) who convinced me to create a blog.

Writing a blog is new for me. I enjoy reading others. The main reason I have not done a blog is I don't have much to say about things. So this will get interesting on the lengths of my posts from time to time.

A little about me I am a writer. I enjoy writing erotica, mysteries, and Sci-Fi. I had a e-book published called, The Barefoot Burglar. I'll post about it at a later time. The publisher of my book Forbidden Publications went out of business. They were about to release my second Barefoot Burglar story. I will have to find another publisher for my books. I look at this a an opportunity to move onward and upward. I am thankful to the owner of Forbidden Publications for giving me a break and publishing my book.

I should add about my erotic writing is it has a foot fetish theme. There is a lot of erotica which has a fetish theme. However, I have not found many good erotic foot fetish stories. So I wrote some just for fun. I have a fetish for female feet, especially bare feet. Call it a weakness.

That is my intro of myself and this blog. I hope this is the start of something big and good.