Fondled and Gobbled – an erotic spoof series (yes, you read that right)
by Cassandra Carr
Over the past two weeks, Ellora’s Cave has released two volumes of an erotic spoof series titled Fondled and Gobbled. Whenever we mention the series to anyone, we inevitably get a combination of blank stares and confused looks. Fondled and Gobbled? What on earth does that mean?
Nothing. It means nothing. And that’s the point.
It’s an erotic spoof series. At least some of the stories border on the ridiculous (and the ridiculously funny), so doesn’t it make sense the series title would be ridiculous as well? Made sense to us, but then again, we all have warped minds, and a dozen warped minds together makes for some craaaaaaaaaaaaazy stuff.
How did we come up with Fondled and Gobbled? Well, we can’t ALL take credit (though we frequently do). Cristal Ryder came up with the name, and one night while she was drinking, I mean, having a totally serious meeting with Kelli Collins, the Editor in Chief at Ellora’s Cave, Cristal mentioned something along the lines of, “Wouldn’t that be a hilarious title for something?” Kelli then replied, “I dare you.” OH NO YOU DIDN’T. From that point, it was ON. By the way, never dare an erotic romance author about anything. We support each other and have a fund set aside for bail.
And thus, when we were looking for a series name, Cristal piped up Fondled and Gobbled, and after we all wiped the coffee/Pepsi/water off our screens, we wholeheartedly agreed it was a perfect name for this little venture of ours.
For your reading enjoyment, a few snippets from both volumes:
Fondled and Gobbled: Someone Had to Do It
Danica Avet’s Cookie Bound:
His hands reached for my bra, but I shook my head and gave him a little shove in the direction of the sofa. My boobs were far too saggy to be seen in the light of day and the only way my bra was coming off in front of him was with a court order and a crowbar.
Piper Trace’s Slave to the Sausage:
They closed in on her… Five muscled studs, large and tanned and in possession of delicious sausage secrets shared only amongst themselves. Emily instantly dropped the package, the condoms, her diet plan and her good intentions and squealed as five sets of strong hands carried her like their new toy to the kitchen table she’d set for one.
Fondled and Gobbled: Going Back for Seconds
Amy Ruttan’s Wild Wolf at Midnight:
If he removed them now my imperfections would erupt from the confines of my undies like a tsunami of my pasty white skin.
And that was not flattering or sexy in the least.
“Fuck,” I cursed. I leaned over to protect my secret and headbutted Wulfe, hard, in the junk.
Cristal Ryder’s Keep‘m Coming:
Steve and Nick prowled up to her and she swore she could hear them growl low in their throats. Ravyn purred and stared back at them, her dark hair falling over her face. She began to tremble and the closer they got to her the more she shook with anticipation. Within seconds she was meat in a man sandwich.
Both books are available on:
Ellora’s Cave website
Barnes and Noble
And other fine online retailers.