Author, Erotic Poet, Love Goddess
Immani Love was born in Philadelphia, Pa and is currently making her home in Florida, regularly performing in several places in the United States, United Kingdom, Europe, and Australia when booked.
Named 2013 Erotic Poet of the Year by the National Poetry Awards and invited to perform in the UK Black Pride in London, England, as well as EuroPride 2014 in Marseille, France and EuroPride 2016 in Amsterdam, Netherlands, now her popularity has grown! She has traveled throughout Europe every summer since 2014 and includes stops as far as Australia, England, Spain, France, Holland, Germany, Italy, and Greece.
Currently booking the 5th national and international annual tour.
- When: Friday 6th July at 6:30pm
- Where: Sh! 31-35 Pitfield Street, London N1 6HB
- Book Your Ticket Here: Immani Love at Sh!
The ticket price of £7.50 includes Bubbles & French Fancies.
Copies of her new work will be available for purchase and signing!
Guests who want to enjoy the full Immani Love-experience are welcome to bring pj’s and a pillow (pyjama party!). Our changing room will be available for changing into your comfy’s before the event starts.
BOOKS: Immani Love’s 1st book series “Adventures in Eroticism” beginning with “Adventures in Eroticism: Four Seasons” is a collection of themed Lesbian Erotic short stories that places you, the reader as the main character allowing you to experience things not dared to be typically imagined. Adventures in Eroticism: Workplace is the 2nd in the series. With vivid imagery and tantalizing scenarios, these stories allow you to live out your fantasies.
Lesbian erotica has never had an avenue like this to explore sexuality with a sensual yet witty outlook on intimacy. Typical professions like Police Officer and College Professor get an enticing overhaul and allow the reader to explore the hotter side of the Workplace. Be on the lookout for the next in the series, Adventures in Eroticism: Holidays and Adventures in Eroticism: World Travels. Coming soon!
CD: “Immani Love … Sensually Speaking” – This is the inaugural CD of Immani Love erotic poetry. One of the few strictly LGBT erotic poets around, Immani Love brings her sensual voice and imagination stimulating words for the long awaiting ears and hearts of the world. Not for the virgin ears, but definitely for the arousal of loins and the wetting of panties, she delves into the world of sexuality with a spirited, no holds barred sense of fantasy and reality.
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Enjoy A Free Excerpt from Adventures in Eroticism: Workplace, “Duty Calls (Police Officer)”
…As she led the way to her bedroom every thought you had about self-restraint went out the window and it didn’t help that the thin silk wrap-around dress that swayed as she walked, hugged every curve yet flapped open occasionally to show her thick thighs. The sun danced through the sheer curtains onto the walls of her very feminine pale pink bedroom, and as she sat on the edge of her bed the rays of sun shone on her thighs while the dress slid open gently. The phrases “ex-girlfriend” and “fresh start” rang in your ears like a dinner bell and she was a delectable main course meal. Your every being felt the urge to just snatch open that dress and ravage her body, but instead you just simply said, “Oh, that’s cool.” Once again, kicking yourself for not being more valiant in your approach. You removed your gear and weapon and began to take off the wet clothing. Although her head was turned away you noticed her watching you undress in the mirror. It delighted you that she blushed as you removed your tank top to reveal the lacy bra that enveloped your ample bosom and as you removed your pants she stifled her smile as she almost whispered, “You should take those off too,” referring to your damp undergarments. “Are you trying to get me naked?” You quipped, while unfastening your bra. “Yes!” she replied and swiftly added, “We wouldn’t want you walking around all day dripping wet, would we?”
Her deliberate wording was comical and she chuckled as she gathered your clothing and left the room. “Too late,”
you muttered as you stood there nude deciding whether or not to put on the flimsy robe. The idea of standing there naked
and vulnerable while she tended to your laundry was unnerving and you decided a thin robe was better than no defense at
all but as you slipped into the silky garment you turned to see Saraya walking towards you almost as if in slow motion,
holding a glass of PINK LEMONADE. It was literally like your dream was more of a premonition except you knew for a
fact that no angry husband or boyfriend would come and attack you. As she entered the room you stood there motionless
trying to make sure you didn’t assume your fantasy was coming true. Saraya walked past you without a word, set the glass on
her bedside table and beckoned for you to come to her. As if in a trance, you complied and as she spoke her words sent chills
through your body, “I’ve been waiting for this.” she whispered as she untied her dress and let it drop to the floor.
(excerpt from Duty Calls)