From the Author:
ADULTS ONLY PLEASE. Stroking is a 6,100 word story that contains sexually explicit material and adult language. This story is not appropriate for children and may be offensive to some readers.
Warning: Stroking contains oral education, sauna sex speak, and oily encounters.
You're beautiful and your body is flawless. I love working on you. I always look forward to our sessions and getting the chance to touch you."
I was almost speechless. Granted, Vincent had flirted with me before—but never during a massage. It almost felt like a sacrilege to get flirty with him while naked on his table. We weren't there for that. But then again, who said the healing arts can't include a little sexual healing? A million ideas passed through my mind.
Luckily, he stopped my train of thought in its tracks before I derailed the conversation with some half-assed response.
"Are you ready to turn over for me so I can get your other side?"
"Sure," I said, as he lifted up the sheet and I rolled over on my back. I hoped Vincent didn't notice my hard nipples poking through the sheet, but when I saw him staring at my tits, it became clear that he saw them—and he liked what he saw.
I was almost speechless. Granted, Vincent had flirted with me before—but never during a massage. It almost felt like a sacrilege to get flirty with him while naked on his table. We weren't there for that. But then again, who said the healing arts can't include a little sexual healing? A million ideas passed through my mind.
Luckily, he stopped my train of thought in its tracks before I derailed the conversation with some half-assed response.
"Are you ready to turn over for me so I can get your other side?"
"Sure," I said, as he lifted up the sheet and I rolled over on my back. I hoped Vincent didn't notice my hard nipples poking through the sheet, but when I saw him staring at my tits, it became clear that he saw them—and he liked what he saw.
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Exhibitionists seem to follow Annie wherever she goes, and she loves to watch them—anyone, anytime, anywhere. But when her new neighbor wants her roving eyes on him, she finds that voyeurism is best when it’s a two-way street.
Warning: Watching (5,200 words) contains sensual stargazing, locomotive self-love, and a sexmobile on the street.  After that morning with Richard, it seemed like they were everywhere. There was always a man out in public with the uncontrollable need to come—no matter where he was, no matter how many people were around—and I always happened to be there with a front row seat to the show. For a while, I almost couldn't get away from them. Like the man who sat next to me on a train one day. I was going to the office that morning, reading a book and minding my own business, and every time I looked out of the corner of my eye, he was fidgeting—first wringing his bony fingers together in his lap, then running his hands up and down his slacks over and over. A hard on started to peep through the fabric of his pants, and he began slowly rubbing his hand over his crotch. I tried to keep my nose buried in my book, and keep my cool while I glanced at him periodically. I don't know if he saw me, but if he did, he clearly didn't care. He didn't care if I watched, or if the dozens of commuters around him going to work that morning watched either. His chest started to heave and his hand wandered to his zipper. He unzipped his fly, and maneuvered his underwear so his cock sprang out into the stifling air of the crowded train. |
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Although Paula loves her job at the perfume counter of the department store, she just can’t make ends meet. When her best friend makes a business proposition that she can’t refuse, Paula learns there’s much more to the love of fragrance than she ever imagined.
Warning: Inhaling (5,700 words) contains knowing noses, sexual sniffing, panty passion, and crimson cravings. By the end of the week, I realized Doreen was right. The more orders I did, the more I became turned on by the thought of these men experiencing me in ways no man had experienced me before. I never dated a man with a panty fetish—at least, not that I knew of. I fantasized about my exes rummaging through my hamper and then holding up my soiled panties to their face to breathe me in deeply. I was getting so turned on by the idea of men with my panties that I decided to give my customer a little something extra that night. I was lying on my back, with my eyes shut tight, imagining someone out there enjoying me. I unbuttoned my nightshirt and began stroking my already hard nipples. I ground my ass into the bed while worshipping my tits with one hand and letting the other wander down to the top of my frilly, white panties. I furiously rubbed my clit through the panties, feeling my wetness soak to my fingertips. I thought about how much it would turn the client on to smell my sweet juices, and I wondered if he would stroke his hard, long cock with my wet panties, thinking about pounding my pussy until he came. A quick, intense jolt of pleasure rushed through my body as I rubbed my clit one last time. I rolled over and fell asleep with the satisfaction of knowing that someone out there was in for a treat when his mail arrived. |
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Alexandra plays hooky from work in the hopes of getting a little nookie from her plumber. And when this hot handyman pleasures her, it’s not just the bathroom pipes that are going to spring a leak.
Warning: Licking (5,500 words) contains analingus interruptus, tongue bathing, and sickly performances. Ryan grabbed the towel and then unceremoniously let it fall to the floor in front of him. "I don't need that," he said, moving toward me. Although our bodies weren't touching yet, I could feel the heat radiating from him, and my pussy juices started to trickle between my legs in anticipation of what he might do. "You don't?" I asked nervously, still not knowing if he was fully on board with my program. "No," he said, crouching down in front of my wet legs. "I have my own way of drying off wet bodies." "Oh real—" Before I could fully get the word out of my mouth, Ryan was licking the water off my legs. I jumped with surprise and laughed as his taste buds tickled my smooth, wet skin. "Oh, this is how you do it?" I giggled, looking down at him as he slowly ran his tongue up and down my legs, not so much drying me off as replacing the shower's water with his own. I rested my hand on top of his head and ran my fingers through his hair. "That's different," I said as his hot breath heated me up. |
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Janet hates her next door neighbor—specifically his loud lovemaking sessions that keep her up at night. But after a while, she actually becomes intrigued by him...and wants to find out exactly what’s going on in his bed.
Warning: Listening (5,300 words) contains aural orgasms, sleep-deprived surveillance, and amorous auditions. They laughed. They watched television. I sat in my chair with my ear firmly planted against the wall, trying to figure them out. Then the moaning started. And the screams. And the banging of the headboard that sounded like a thunderous thump, thump, thumping in my ear. Instead of getting angry and annoyed, I was intrigued. I started to feel a strange sense of fascination toward that man...and the caravan of women who were costars in his live sex show. |
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When sex is done right, it can be a feast for the senses.
This collection contains the following erotic stories: Stroking Although some massage therapists at the local spa give their clients a little something extra from time to time, Claire has always resisted the urge to dance the happy ending hula. That is, until her favorite client triggers a desire in her that she just can’t resist. Warning: Stroking (6,100 words) contains oral education, sauna sex speak, and oily encounters. Watching Exhibitionists seem to follow Annie wherever she goes, and she loves to watch them—anyone, anytime, anywhere. But when her new neighbor wants her roving eyes on him, she finds that voyeurism is best when it’s a two-way street. Warning: Watching (5,200 words) contains sensual stargazing, locomotive self-love, and a sexmobile on the street. Listening Janet hates her next door neighbor—specifically his loud lovemaking sessions that keep her up at night. But after a while, she actually becomes intrigued by him...and wants to find out exactly what’s going on in his bed. Warning: Listening (5,300 words) contains aural orgasms, sleep-deprived surveillance, and amorous auditions. Licking Alexandra plays hooky from work in the hopes of getting a little nookie from her plumber. And when this hot handyman pleasures her, it’s not just the bathroom pipes that are going to spring a leak. Warning: Licking (5,500 words) contains analingus interruptus, tongue bathing, and sickly performances. Inhaling Although Paula loves her job at the perfume counter of the department store, she just can’t make ends meet. When her best friend makes a business proposition that she can’t refuse, Paula learns there’s much more to the love of fragrance than she ever imagined. Warning: Inhaling (5,700 words) contains knowing noses, sexual sniffing, panty passion, and crimson cravings. From the Author: ADULTS ONLY PLEASE. Sensing Lust is a 27,800 word collection that contains sexually explicit material and adult language. This story is not appropriate for children and may be offensive to some readers. |
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