Wednesday, April 29, 2015


t's late
In from a date
Bed seems to be my fate
I hear the scratch
Window's unlatched
The beauty wants in
I only grin
But to the window I go
Pointing she shows
Me don't see
Unlatch this please
I hear her in my head
Is she dead
She's got me now
Fangs extended wow
I try to fight
Feeble is my plight
She takes my blood
To the floor with a thud
Soon I'll be her evil toy
Oh joy
Vampire love
Far from any above
Ethan Radcliff 2015

Coming....Blood Lust....Be careful what you wish for....

Morgan O'neil thought he had it all, until he met Veronica, a gorgeous brunette with a well kept secret. 

Tuesday, April 7, 2015


I heard the purr
As I walked through the door
She was waiting for Sir

Clad in satin and lace
She really knows her place
Good girl for I saw no haste

She was smiling at me
As sexy as sexy can be
My pet my little honey bee

As her Master I have strong needs
My pet knows how to feed
I now began to hear her pleas

We play a dark sexy game
Our bodies will become drained
Lovemaking will never be the same

She knows how to please on her knees
My hard needs now released
A drop on her lip, my seed

My pet, she knows me well

Ethan Radcliff 2015

Black Lace

Black Lace

You walked into the room
One look and I began to swoon
Legs from here to there
Black stockings what a pair
I wondered if underneath
There was some lacy underwear
I kept my eyes peeled
On those black stiletto heels
I had a moment, a vision
Of my head in marked precision
Between those dark thighs
Hearing your pleasured cries
Now I began to rise myself
Blood pumping beneath my belt
I needed to dip my hard wick
Inside your wet creamy slit
We slipped past the crowd
Searched around and found
A quiet corner so I could
Find my way to your goods
We ground and bumped away
Until our bodies gave way
It was I must confess
A hell of a way to play
Black stockings caused the scene
Baby I think you know what I mean

Ethan Radcliff 2015


TARNISHED.....SOMETIMES a story appears to a writer and it's a must write deal. This story haunted me for months. This character kept slipping in and out of my mind. I have always been a big boxing fan and so was my father, it was a sport we followed together. Joe reminds me of him. It always amazed me how my dad knew so much about the sport and the men who were professional boxers. He explained to me even as a kid, that these men were hard men and in  many case came from a tough upbringing. He also explained to me how difficult it was to hit a man when there was no anger involved. This was the nature of the sport and nothing more. I grew up watching sports. I played many. I tried my hand at boxing. Some men are cut out for the sport, most aren't. 
So Tarnished evolved came to be. So did Darlene. She is the kind of women that intrigues me. Self sufficient, attractive and to a point needy. As a writer you create, you imagine and you bring to life "people". These two became a reality the more I thought about how I was going to tell this story. Then the reviews. Too short? But at the time...that's all there was to tell. Did I want to delve into their lives any further? Now I'm being told yes. Will there be a tarnished two? Joe's more or less told me yes. Will this be a true story of love and how it can change a man and a woman's life? Read Tarnished, it's raw but as my editor said "this one has a great deal of heart". And wait...for Tarnished II...Joe's telling me his story as I write this important little note.

Ethan Radcliff.........

“Oh, fuck,” she yelled as her hands grabbed his thick head of hair. Her belly churned, her breasts ached, and that inner need began to rise. Darlene knew she should stop him, but her body was too far gone to push him away. It had been years since she’d had an orgasm, and she was on the verge of a massive one. He was good. He knew a woman’s body, and there was no doubt that he found pleasure in what he was doing. His moans gave him away. And the more he showed his high card, the more she surrendered. Then she came. Her body trembled, and time stood still for a few seconds as she savored the incredible orgasm that he evoked. Tears ran down her cheeks. But Joe Murphy wasn’t done with her yet.