It's finally finished - Winterlust Tales!
This book took me a month to complete, a series of stories of different genres from m/f, f/f, m/m/, and two menage stories.
Each of these tales are short, but erotic all the way.
I will announce a cover reveal for the book, and the release date may be set for the beginning of 2016.
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Happy Tuesday everyone. It's so good to be back on her, participating on some pieces for Tantalizing Tuesday's group. I miss the group that originally started me.
I have been very busy working on a number of projects; one in particular, an anthology of stories for Winter 2015-16.
Anyways, here is my 200 word snippet for you all to enjoy.
The evening sun was over the horizon as Mercedes lied on top of Kendrick, kissing him while she grinded herself against his hardness under his shorts. She was aroused and ready, anxiously to have his shorts removed and inside of her. She could feel his fingers untying the straps of her bikini bra. Once he managed to get it unloose, Mercedes raised herself to look at his approving expression. She was very busty, and the sea breeze was cool enough to make her nipples harden. Yet, she felt aroused and ready to make love to him.
She cupped her breasts in her hand, covering her nipples. Then she asked, “I want you so bad, but I need a favor from you.”
Kendrick gave her a strange look. “What is that?”
“I brought a friend along, and I was hoping you wouldn’t mind if my friend joined us.”
“You brought a guy along?” Kendrick almost gave a look of disbelief.
“No, I brought my girlfriend along, Abby.” She looked over and nodded. Kendrick looked up, and the both saw a woman in a blue bikini with long red hair. “We’ve both talked about you, and had secretly fought over you.”
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Saturday, October 24, 2015
Sorry that I haven’t been on here, and I hate it when I don’t post anything new on my blog. I have been busy working a number of projects for my next release. One of them I am working on is an anthology – the last release for 2015, called Winterlust Tales.
Winterlust Tales features a number of short erotic stories, from m/f, to LGBT, to ménage. I’m debating between a number of six or seven short stories, but the book is almost in completion, where I’ll submit it to my editor shortly.
At the same time, I continue to write my dark erotic, and yes, it finally has a name: The Chronicles of Meriesa Lopez: Promiscuity and Success. This book I’m writing has already got some hot scenes and an interesting plot. I’m writing a story that I’ve long wanted to write; lots of twists and drama, along with steamy sex scenes that you can’t get over. When I originally wrote the story in the spring, I had a different direction, but now the story has taken on a new direction, and I’m loving the plot to it so far.
Another project where I need to complete is the Love Out Of Lust Series. That’s right, I just got started on working on Part Six. This one will only be about Daryl and Marisol, as they go on a date together, for the first time. My intent to the story is supposed to be a very romantic novella; however, I couldn’t resist adding some drama in the mix, this time with Clarissa trying to heckle them with their happiness. Something wasn’t over between Marisol and Daryl, and Daryl will put the final nail on Clarissa when they’re confronted.
I’ve been more focused on completing the series, Love Out Of Lust, and as soon as I’m done with Part Eight, I would like to create a box set, which is wise to do, so everyone would get to enjoy the entire series, rather than having to wait for them.
Well, I’m off for the day. Time to make new friends as I head out to work. I want to wish you all a good weekend, and have a safe one.
Love and Y.T.,
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
First of all, I'm not much of a poet.
I'm an erotic romance author that likes to write the most steamiest scenes.
Writing erotica is my passion, and yes, I love a curvaceous woman, but in support of Breast Cancer Awareness, I'm going to post something that should've been addressed four years ago, on my blog, when I first wrote it.
Back then, I didn't think of it, because I was more concerned about HIV/AIDS Awareness, and this poem I wrote in 2011, was in support of Breast Cancer Awareness, but I never fully understood the importance of Breast Cancer Awareness until recently, and I want to thank a fellow staff member Tracey Lou Parker for reminding me why this is important. I lost a few friends and a family member to AIDS, and as much of it is important to me, I want to make it important for you too.
Please forgive me, as I want to show support, but I've been pre-occupied with other things.
I'm not a poet, and I commence erotic poets or any poet, but I felt I should share this on my blog and everywhere else. When I wrote this poem in 2011, I didn't know it had significance, but it wasn't until now.
Thank you for understanding -- Ray Sostre
Under your shirt or in your bra
From a lacy black to an electric blue
Maybe a red would do
It’d be perfect for Valentine’s Day
Or perhaps purple with an embroidery lace
How about silky white, oh so bright.
It will blend all day and night.
Oh so many uses with them thang-thangs
Slide between them with a wet tongue
Or a hard cock
Maybe an ice cube
Or just his hot juices
Fingers can be pressed against her display
And let the games of tenderness play
From the palm of the hand
To the nipples in someone’s mouth
From a wet t-shirt contest
To just a simple wet kiss
Raise your shirt up and let them bounce
Don’t be ashamed of your small size
You too get the love I won’t lie.
Wear a bikini
Or in a lingerie
A hot corset in black, pink, or blue
Ooo baby…. Ooo!
Show me your cleavage
And show me your strength
I seek the pride of a voluptuous one
I seek the potential of the small-chested one
From A to a G; most commonly double D
She is all woman; that’s all she can be.
A man may never know her name
But he will remember her eyes
He’ll buy you a drink
Or ask for the time of the day
Yes, he can look, but he can’t touch
Cross the line boy and she’ll make you feel it.
Nothing sexually, just wrathfully.
But what if he was a she?
Would she let her look and let her touch
Or would she probably knock her out with one punch.
I guess it depends.
This is a question that doesn’t end.
She likes to wake up with tender touches
Or maybe she likes it rough
The art of intimacy begins there
Something soft, cool, and luscious
Mmm…. can you smell the foreplay coming?
From the petite to he curvaceous
You are appreciated
Whether you spend at JC’s or Secrets
You sure can make an appearance.
Avenue to Main Street
You are always noticed
From the nightclub or the bedroom
You dominate the scene
From the bottom to the top
This author appreciates you
I bring no discrimination here because…
Size, Cups, and Shapes May Vary
Friday, October 9, 2015
Cheerleaders in Heat
Muffy Wilson and Chrissy Laurence
NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART
Miami Rattlers Cheerleader Cherie Redd is exquisitely beautiful, athletic, and very, very lonely. Romance: a puzzling phenomenon she figured had something to do with guys' fear of rejection or lack of self-confidence because they just didn't have what it takes to win someone like Cherie.
Titillatingly sexy and breathtakingly beautiful, Cherie and her other cheerleading friends often spent their lonely Saturday nights lamenting their beauty and available just for the asking. The prettiest single women around: lonely, loveless and forlorn.
Frustrated by too many quiet nights at home or with other cheerleaders, Cherie was oh-so-eager for romance and a man to seduce her lavishly. She wanted to feel what a real orgasm in the arms of an adoring man was like once again. So, she tucked her vibrator away and took to the Internet. Cherie had no clue how rapidly the seduction would begin or where her life would careen as a result. Painfully naive and overwhelmed by admirers before her spinning head cleared, Cherie was learning things her momma never even knew enough to warn her about.
Follow Cherie and her friends as their sexual scoreboards light up brighter than in any stadium as their downward spiral introduces them to hot ménage sex, perversion and degradation.
Or does it?
As the evening darkened into night, the lights of Miracle Mile slowly came on, one-by-one, to welcome the late comers to the Strip. They were clearly interested in one another, their eyes locked in a magnetic embrace. Her emerald eyes lost their golden flecked luster to a dark, nighttime desire, matching Juan’s. Their hands touched often, fingertips communicating the messages lovers speak that only they can hear. Cherie, thinking the better of the two with the most to lose, excused herself to the ladies room.
|The Girls take on the Hot-Hungry Media|
|She is reading for pointers from The Girls|
She began to come in her hand: two fire-red tipped fingers plunged inside of her pussy and her red-tipped thumb found the pink pearl of her existence. She worked herself into frenzied hot passion as she imagined Juan kissing her, holding her breasts, pinching her nipples, bending to suck her aureole and bite her nipples. Her hardened nipples stretched and made an appearance under her tight fully
God! Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God and
she released a moan with her breath as she gripped her thighs tightly together,
pushed, quivered, contracted and came.
She stood like that for a few seconds then relaxed as she rotated her
head and released her neck muscles. She
felt like a new woman: a woman that knew she should be headed home before her
quality time with the man at hand, Juan, turned into quality debauchery.
|He just collided with an 80 year-old Grandmother at a bus stop|
Cherie emerged from the ladies’ room looking like a redheaded goddess, to Juan’s eye. It was a wonder to him what women could do to themselves in a few short minutes to freshen up. Begging the late hour and an early call tomorrow, Cherie left after the next glass of wine and a penetrating kiss promised more to come.
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Chrissy Laurence ~
Chrissy Laurence is the cousin of Best Selling mystery writer C.K.Laurence. Chrissy has always wanted to write, but until her dear friend Muffy encouraged her to do so, she kept the manuscript she had started tucked away without moving forward.
Thrilled with the opportunity to collaborate, she forwarded her manuscript to Muffy. It turned out that the two women were a perfect team and the result of Chrissy and Muffy's work is CHEERLEADERS IN HEAT...
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Muffy Wilson ~
Muffy, author of erotic, romantic novels and stories about love, sex, hope and passion, was born in San Antonio, Texas, to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. She adored her older brothers, following them everywhere and was surrounded by love, stimulation, and pets. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. The family lived in most points between Alaska and France. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and came of age in France.Returning from France with her family, Muffy finished high school in Northern California and attended the University of California at Davis and majored in Business Management. She entered the work force, independent with a fierce work ethic, and retired at 39 from IBM as a Mid-West Regional Director in the Real Estate and Construction Division. She and her husband moved to a small Island in northern Wisconsin where they owned a historic one hundred year old tavern, restaurant and resort business which they since have sold.They now live a charmed life by the water in SW Florida. Muffy pretends to be a serious real estate business person but, in real life, indulges her private interest writing sexy stories and sensual literotica. ~ Live, Laugh, Love with Passion.
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Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Re-Writing My Dark Erotic Novel - Chronicles of Meriesa Lopez with an Official Title: Promiscuity and Success.
Over the spring, I began working on Chateau Plasir, a dark erotic story that I began in 2012. When I wrote the story, I realized that there was more to explain in the story, and so I started with a prequel, but when someone beta-read my work last month and some good critiquing, I decided to go ahead and scrap the original story, because it felt dated and it was missing something (Thank you Elizabeth Bennett, if you're reading this). Therefore, I'm going to go ahead re-do the story and bring it to a more contemporary feel in the story, but the characters are in their late 20s and early 30s, moving the timeframe to the 2010's
I want to write this story based on a porn star I was a fan of - Mariesa Arroyo. There was something unique about her, and aside of seeing her performance, I also had read some of her interviews, including seeing one interview from a documentary in 2004. I didn't want to write a life story of a porn star, but a parody about a woman in her early thirties who wants to live a fun, sophisticated, promiscuous lifestyle. Sex is something that she lives for. Her ways of making money does not include any prostitution, because I care about the character that much to explain, but she is a phone sex operator and she is fascinated with the desires of everyone.
I wanted to paint a very fun picture about her sexual adventures with both men and women, but I also wanted to create a character that has both angels and demons inside her; she's not perfect. The demonic side of her is how she pushes away the love interest of others. She is desired by men and women, including a young, naive woman with a potential to make something big for herself - a good friend and roommate, Adela Giovanni, but the dark side of her has a reason why she wouldn't settle for a relationship. As for her friend Adela Giovanni, who believes in true love, tries to convince her that there's more life than just sex, but Meriesa lifestyle quickly influences her to things that concern her. It is up to Meriesa to steer her in the right direction of success.
This novel will be in the work, and I'm anticipating the completion of the story in 2016. What you will find int he story is something that is unusually different than others. It's a story that includes drama, comedy, romance, and lots of sex. This story will also feature some sexual themes, like bisexuality, menage, transgendered sex scenes, m/m, f/f, CFNM, femdom, and bondage
A cover will be unveiled as soon.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Happy Tuesday everyone. I hope you're having a great day.
I have a naughty little piece in 762 words. It's a short erotic story about morning sex.
Alexa was in her bedroom slipping on her lingerie. As soon as she finished connecting the garter straps to her stockings, Alexa looked at herself against the wall mirror. She was ready to surprise her man in the morning with a sexy treat. She caressed herself, admiring the way her sexy outfit fit around her luscious curves.
She stepped out of her room and walked down the hallway, where she saw her Jason sitting on the sofa, holding the remote in his hand to change channels. When he looked over to her, Jason set his remote down and dropped his jaw, instantly admiring what she wore.
Alexa ran her hands through her long blonde hair, and gave him seductive grin while she enjoyed his stunned reaction. She had on a beautiful black corset which helped accentuate her busty figure, but wore no underwear where she revealed her nakedness below for him to see. She sauntered over to him seductively and told him how much she wanted him right now. Jason set his remote aside and stood up. He immediately slipped himself out of his boxer, since that was all he wore, and began kissing her lips.
She felt his hand move behind her head as her kisses were being pulled towards him. Alexa loved the way his tongue moved inside her mouth, dancing along with hers while she felt his fingers finding its way into her folds.
He broke his kiss and pressed his fingers in her. His other hand was wrapped around her ass, squeezing her beautiful soft flesh as she let out a very soft gasp. He whispered something seductive in her ear; something that got her hot and bothered. Alexa loved the way his voice sounded when he was aroused. He whispered dirty things that had her dripping wet and ready to fuck.
She took control when she instructed to get on the sofa, and Jason returned a wicked grin, obliging to her request as he sat down and waited for her to get on top of him.
She got on the sofa and straddled herself between his legs. Her hand was on his shaft. Alexa rubbed it and watched his expression changed from wicked grin to a wanton expression as she raised herself and guided him inside her. When she lowered herself, the two let out a deepening gasp of pleasure. She moved herself up and down on his shaft, taking in his inch as she savored the feeling of him stretching her walls of pleasure.
Alexa leaned over and kissed him lustfully, gyrating her hips intensely while she felt his hands placed along the side of her curves. As the two developed a rhythm, Alexa and Jason were meeting each other’s thrust, causing Alexa to moan loudly in the room. She tried effortlessly to balance herself on the sofa, while Jason pounded her with his strokes.
During mid-orgasm, she felt his hand move from the side of her curves and his fingers in front of her corset, unzipping it to allow her breast fall free. While she bounced on his cock, Jason’s mouth found one of her nipples and began sucking on them, causing her moans to continue.
Alexa fluttered her eyes close and her face contorted to the delicious feeling that Jason was giving her. She rolled her hips intensely, while she enjoyed another feeling Jason was giving her – he was smacking her ass – nice and hard. It aroused her more; Alexa could feel a wave of pleasure building rising inside her. His girth inside her and his smacks on her ass, along with his licks on her breasts added fuel to her eroticism. Alexa quickly climaxed, filling the living room with her most erotic noise.
She immediately surrendered her body into Jason’s arms. He was pumping her furiously as she waited for him to reach his climax. She whispered dirty words in his ears, saying encouraging things that will make him hot inside her. It was working, his pants and grunts were growing louder; Alexa continued. Then Jason let out a howl as he straightened himself inside her. Alexa could feel his intensity; he was reaching his peak as she felt his cock throbbed inside her, releasing his hot seed inside her.
Alexa then nibbled at his ear, enjoying the feeling of his climax. He was wonderful; a man who could please in no time. When he breathing evened out, Alexa faced him and leaned in to kiss him lustfully, expressing how she felt about him and how much he satisfied her need.
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Monday, October 5, 2015
1) What led you to write erotic fiction?
I started out writing everything except erotic fiction, but most of my stories usually had an element of romance. When I wanted to put more graphic sex scenes into my young adult dark fantasy novel, I knew I was in the wrong genre! Erotica gave me the outlet to be as free as I wanted to be while still telling the original stories going on inside my head.
2) What inspired you to write your new book?
"Cat Games" is actually the rewrite of my earliest erotic fiction "Adventures In Plastic Wrap" and its sequel "Cat & Mouse". I realized that these two stories had the potential to be much better and that the story wasn't complete. Knowing that I could I take the story further drove me to push my limits and give my readers the quality work I knew I could create. And the story refuses to stop, so I need to keep writing. There's a Cat Games 2 in works!
3) What is your favorite scene and why?
My favorite scene would have to be the orgy Gummy Bear Game scene that Mouse plays with Rayne and her group of friends at their apartment. There are a lot of sexual games out there, but just picturing this game in action gets my blood boiling! It allows for two or more players, is kinky, and is a sweet tooth's dream. I suggest playing this game all the time to people looking for a way to spice up their sex lives. (Check out this game in my book excerpt)
4) What was the most challenging aspect of writing this book?
No one wants to read the same sex scene over and over. New positions, new euphemisms, new actions, locations, characters--all these things need to be kept fresh. The only way to keep your audience entertained throughout your book--to stop them from putting it down--is to continuously give them something they've never read before. Since I write an awful lot of sex scenes, this is usually my biggest challenge.
5) What message, if any, do you want your audience to walk away with?
"Cat Games" is story about a female character dubbed "Mouse", who wants a lot more out her sex life than she's had in the past. She wants the freedom to express herself and explore the possibilities that pleasure has to offer. Mouse struggles to understand herself and those around her and goes through a frustrating and liberating transformation to achieve her goals.
The overall message that I've tried to convey in this story is that a person's sexual journey is a personal and beautiful thing, and not something to that needs to be hidden regardless of what a person is into. You can have one lover, two, three, or none at all. You can be vanilla, kinky, extreme, or somewhere between. There is no wrong way to love so long as you're true to yourself and honest with those involved. Happiness, I believe, is achieved through self discovery, and I would hope that this story would inspire my readers to crawl out of their own shell, knock down their walls of security, and embrace their own sexual being.
6) Tell us something unique about yourself
I live in Sheep Shit Nowhere Europe, I'm obsessed with producing produce from my garden, and I make kick ass baked goods.
She was quiet—an introvert, a thinker. They called her Mouse. But beneath her veneer was a passionate hunger and desire for those around her, and a longing to act out fantasies she didn't even know she had. After a brutal betrayal by her former lover, Mouse’s journey toward sexual fulfillment begins with a justified revenge led by Rayne—a dominant and more knowledgeable goddess—where Mouse experiences her first female sexual encounter and develops a taste for non-vanilla sex.
But just a taste of something new isn’t enough for Mouse. Longing for a more satisfying lifestyle and sexual education, Mouse engages in sexual exploits with Rayne and her openly sexual friends. With the absence of traditional relationship rules, Mouse falls into confusion, desperately trying to find a way to prove she is a capable woman worthy of Rayne’s attentions. Through Rayne’s patient guidance, Mouse is pushed to take charge of her sexuality and learn what it is she truly desires, allowing her to transform from a shy, timid creature to one with claws. Tables turn unexpectedly and suddenly the pupil becomes the teacher.
“Hey, Mouse!” I hear one of the girls call. I turn to look over my shoulder and see Chrystal holding the package of gummy bears I stashed in my pocket earlier. “You dropped something.”
“Woohoo!” Rayne howls, obnoxiously. “I’ve got an idea for a game.” She snatches the package from
and sizes me up, almost eating me with her eyes.
“You read my mind,” Jasper quickly adds, licking his lips.
I have no idea what they’re thinking, but all the faces in the living room are looking me over and grinning in a wicked way. I feel exposed, on display, and very self-conscious. A heat begins to crawl up the back of my thighs, stir in my belly and catch in my chest. I’m suddenly thankful I’m not the type to blush. Standing up a bit straighter, I walk to the fridge, grab another six-pack, and return to my seat with as much confidence as the simple movements of my body will allow.
Rayne makes a yummy noise as she opens my package of sweets. “I just love gummy bears.” She pops one into her mouth with an overemphasized gesture, sucking a bit on the end before using the tip of her index finger to push the bottom the remainder of the way past her thick lips.
Jasper stands up and grabs
“Best. Game. Ever,” Justin mutters from his seat on the couch in exaggerated staccato.
The whole room watches as Jasper pops the gummy bears into his mouth and begins peeling
tight, white shirt over her head. Without any protest, Crystal raises her arms and slips out with an
easy smile. Pulling a wet gummy bear out of his mouth, Jasper sticks it into the
curve of Crystal’s
neck, and then sticks a second securely upon her collarbone. To my surprise,
the gummy bears are held fast, not slipping or sliding from the pull of
Rayne grins and stands from her chair. While trailing her fingers through the tight, red curls on the top of
head, Rayne licks the back of a red gummy bear and sets it atop Crystal’s left shoulder.
I watch Crystal
shiver, and then I turn to look at Justin and Anna on the couch. They’re
watching with deep interest. Grabbing two beers from the pack I set on the
table, Justin opens them without taking his eyes from the scene, and hands one
blindly to Anna.
I’m not sure what’s going on. I thought Justin and Crystal were together but another man—and Rayne—are undressing her in front of everyone. Why is Anna so into watching? They grabbed her attention with that kiss from earlier.
I clear my throat and blink several times as I try to take in what’s happening. Sugar’s great, and a nice pairing with beer, but I don’t understand why they’re sticking gummy bears to
Crystal. If this is really a game, I wonder
what the point is.
My mouth hangs open slightly as I watch Rayne expertly unhook
bra and slide the white straps down over her shoulders, kissing her gently as
she goes. I physically push my jaw shut as I rest my face uneasily in my hand,
watching Jasper pull two more bears from his mouth. He gently squeezes Crystal’s small, naked
breast, pushes his gummy bears to her skin, and audibly blows his breath over
the top of them. Crystal
giggles and looks over to me, where I’m unable to take my gaze away.
“Oh, Mouse,” she laughs. “Look at your face!”
I get it now. Wow.
Saturday, October 3, 2015
It's been a long time since I've done a Random Short Snippet.
Here is an erotic story in 2,484 words. There may be a sequel to this short story.
I hope you enjoy!
Tim wasn’t really up to taking Julie home. She was his boss, and he didn’t feel at all comfortable taking her to his place, but she was in no condition to drive, and everyone else had left them alone. He couldn’t leave her alone, where someone could take advantage of her, or she may go on her own to risk driving under the influence. He reluctantly offered to take her home, and she agreed, where she could pick up her car after she sobered up.
It’s a good thing Tim had one drink. It was hours ago, and he wasn’t anywhere in the same condition like Julie. He didn’t wanted to come and hang out with a group of co-workers at the bar, but they insisted on having him over. They were celebrating Julie’s birthday, and she wanted everyone there, including Tim.
He hung out at the bar to wish Julie a happy birthday. He only intended to stay for a little while and leave, but he got caught up in a conversation with another co-worker and friend of his – Dave, but as the time went by people started to leave one-by-one, leaving Julie and Tim alone, and there was no way he could leave her like that.
He was going to drive her home, but since he mentioned to her that he lived closer by. She insisted to crash at his place. While he drove her to his place, Julie couldn’t help caressing his hand on his shoulder, while she leaned her head on his lap. It felt kind of awkward and uncomfortable, having his boss rest her head on his lap while he drove her home. He couldn’t think of words to say, and he wished he could tell her to stop but he didn’t.
When they arrived at his place, Tim parked his car and turned of his ignition. He told her that they were home. Julie, by now, was giggling and flirting with him, telling him how sexy he was. Tim quickly brushed it off, knowing that this wasn’t the Julie he’d ever seen, it was the alcohol doing her talking and Julie would soon get over it once she sobered up.
Although, she was his boss at the call center, Tim tried really hard not to take notice on her beauty. She had long dark hair, blue eyes, and very sexy features. Julia was tall and had beautiful buxom figure he tried hard to ignore, especially when she wore a red cocktail dress. She was his boss, and for some reason she was turning him on when she leaned her head on his lap.
Tim helped her inside his home. He had his hand over her waist while she kept her arm over his shoulder He made sure she was able to walk as they made their way up the short steps to the his door. He reached in his pocket and took out his keys, Tim unlocked the door and helped her inside, where the first Julie saw was a nice blue couch.
“Oh yes,” Julie said when she let go of Tim and stumbled her way to his couch. “This feels really good!” Julie crawled over the sofa and lied on her stomach, sprawled out like it was her own bed. “You have a nice sofa.”
Tim closed the door behind him and walked over to the living room, where he stood before her watching her get comfortable on his sofa. He stared at her for a moment. Tim couldn’t help noticing her beautiful backside. His boss looked hot in her red dress, and she had an amazing ass and legs. It was too bad that they work together, he would take more time to get to know her.
He quickly shook off the lusting thought from his head and told her, “I’ll be right back with a pillow and blanket.”
“No,” Julie refused. “Just come sit next to me. Please?”
Tim wasn’t sure if it was a good idea, but against his instincts, he went ahead and took a seat at the edge of the sofa. Julie raised herself up and turned herself over.
“Oh shit, I can’t believe I drank so much.” Julie giggled.
Tim sat meekly, while Julie repositioned herself sitting up. She was so tipsy, she wasn’t concerned about her dignity when she parted her legs and one leg over his lap as she exposed her red thong in front of him. The hem of her night dress was above her hips. Tim couldn’t help noticing her underwear, he tried really hard not to be obvious, worrying that his boss would catch him, but Julie was too much to resist.
She twirled her foot, asking, “Can you help me take them off? These heels are killing me!”
Tim reluctantly unloosened the straps of her heel and slipped them off her feet. Julie raised her other leg and placed it over his lap, indicating him to take them off and he did the same with her other heel.
“Better?” he asked, trying to refrain from any temptation.
“Much better, but you know what would make my night really good?” She purred.
“What?” he asked, wondering this was going to go?
She set her feet down and moved herself closer. Julie had wore a seductive look when she placed her hand over his shirt. “I could use something as manly as you. It’s my birthday, and I haven’t been laid in so long. Would you do that for me?”
Tim’s heart raced wildly. She wanted him to fuck her? Tim closed his eyes and thought to himself how wrong it was for him to fuck his boss. Julie was hot, sexy, and now playful, but he worried that by sleeping together would complicate things at work. Not only was she his boss, but her inhibitions were gone. Does she even realize what she was doing? Worst of all, why couldn’t he control his arousal? Tim could feel his dick growing under his pants, where he was falling into her seduction.
“Tell me Tim, I think you’re sexy, but do you think I’m pretty?” She narrowed her eyes seductively when she rubbed her hand over his chest. “I can tell you have a nice body under there. Mind if I see it?”
Tim should tell her no, but the way her soft hands roamed over his body had him thinking otherwise. She lifted his shirt and slid her hand inside. Julie grinned with approval when she felt his abs. He was a bit muscular, but skinny.
“You really have a nice body under there? So tell me, do you think that I’m pretty?”
Tim shot straight to the point, reminding her where the two stand. “Yeah, you are gorgeous – fucking hot, but you’re my boss!”
Julie paused, allowing the reality to sit in over what he said, but she persisted. “Yeah, I know I’m your boss, but tonight can we pretend that you and I are just a couple of strangers that want to fuck?”
Tim wanted to fuck her. He loved the feeling of her hand over his abs and when she slid her hand over his crotch, she cooed at him, admiring the feeling of how hard he was. There was no way for him to hide it; Julie couldn’t help caressing it.
“You’re really hard for me; I like that. I bet you want to fuck me right, but you can’t shake the thought that you’re going to fuck your boss.”
Tim nodded quickly. Then he admitted, “Yeah, I want fuck you, but you’re my boss and I’m worried about complicating things.”
“No one has to know.” She unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. “We could pretend like nothing happened.”
Tim wanted to tell her to stop, but he succumb to her seduction when she unzipped his pants and reached in his boxers to pull out his dick. “Okay.”
She moved herself over to kiss his lips. “Take them off; I want to fuck right now!”
Tim nodded casually, when she kissed him again. This time the two had opened their mouths and Tim felt the slip of her tongue inside his mouth. They twirled their tongues together, when his hand slid up and down along her thigh. He moved his hand further up her dress, allowing his fingers to touch her silky red thong.
She held on to his shaft, gently stroking him when grinned wickedly and slid off the sofa. When she let go of him, Tim took off his pants and boxers and was naked on the waist down, while Julie got back on the sofa and leaned over to take his cock in her and placed her mouth over the tip of his shaft.
Tim watched as she took him in her mouth. He leaned his head back as he enjoyed the wonderful sensation of her mouth of his shaft, slowly working his length in her mouth, while he caressed her hair with his free hand. He couldn’t help letting a few groans under his breath, admiring the wonderful pleasure Julie was giving him. The way she moved his tongue around his shaft had Tim already forgetting that she was his boss. Julie’s skillful tongue over his cock made him want to fuck her more than ever.
He sat up and said, “Why don’t we get this off.”
Tim helped Julie out of her dress. He pulled the strap that supported her night dress over her head and pulled her dress below her breasts, where her breasts dangled free for his touch. She sat on her legs, while Tim fondled and caressed them in his hand. He leaned in and took one of her delicious-looking nipples in his mouth, immediately causing Julie to let out a gasp of pleasure, while curled her arm over his shoulder. Tim circled his tongue around her areola and then began pressing his tongue against her nipple, causing her moan under her breath. He teased and suck on them, while he felt her hand over his shaft, stroking him with the indication of her enjoyment.
He looked into her eyes. The two exchanged a very passionate kiss, allowing their tongues to dance together. Tim continued to cup her breasts in his hands, squeezing them firmly until they broke away from their kiss.
“Lie down, Julie. I want to taste your pussy.”
Julie happily oblige to his request when she lied down. She got off the sofa and stood up, while Tim helped her out of her thong. He pulled her thong down, sliding them down to her feet. Julie stepped over them and got back on the couch. She parted her legs as she waited for Tim moved himself between her.
Tim admired the view of her clean-shaven pussy. The way her slit glistened, Tim was anxious to be inside her. He dove his face in, without hesitation, attacking her little button with his tongue. Tim flicked his tongue back and forth, while Julie grinded herself against his face. He could imagine how hot he was getting her; she had her hand over his head, enjoying the delicious torment from his tongue.
Tim continued to work her center. Her moans grew louder; she was coming really close. He slipped his finger inside her folds and continued attacking her hot little button until she reached her climax, filling his living room with loud moans of pleasure.
Tim pulled away, but kept his finger inside her while he moved in and out of her. He really enjoyed the slickness from her and it was now time to give her something more than her finger. As soon as her orgasm passed, Tim moved himself on top of her and pushed himself inside her.
Julie let out a deepening moan, while he gasped under his breath. He moved his hips, filling her with size. The two exchanged a very sloppy kiss, licking off the essence from each other’s mouths. Julie circled her legs over his ass when his thrust became stronger. Her face contorted and she was breathing in little panting gasps, while she dug her fingernails into his back. Sweat was now glistening between them, and all what Tim could think about was savoring the intense feeling of being inside Julie – his boss.
The harder he pounded her, the louder she moaned. Tim was reaching his point of pleasure. He stopped and pulled himself out of her, causing Julie to give a stirred expression.
“Why did you stop?”
“Turn around, I want to fuck you from behind.”
Julie purred when she switched positions. She had her pussy and ass up for him to see. Tim loved the delicious view of her. He placed his hand over her ass, guiding himself back inside her. Tim and Julie let out another gasp of pleasure; he was all the way deep inside her.
He moved his hips slowly, placing his hand over her ass, until he got a better balance and placed both his hands on each side of her curves. While he was inside her, he lifted his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. Tim pounded her while she placed her hand over her ass. He placed his hand around her arm and rocked himself intensely, bucking in and out of her, while the two filled the living with their pants and moans.
“Oh fuck, give it to me!” Julie moaned.
Tim huffed when picked up his pace, causing her ass to smack against his hips. He felt the sudden urge to release, and Tim couldn’t hold himself back any longer.
“Ah, fuck! I’m going to cum.”
“Give it to me, Tim!” She cried out.
Tim pulled himself out of her and placed his cock between her ass cheeks. He moved his hips as his cum shot over her ass and back.
“Oh yes, it’s so warm!” she purred. “Put it back inside me.”
Tim shoved himself back inside her, where he finished his climax, filling her up with hot seed. Tim pulled himself out of her, once he was spent, and sat down on the sofa to catch his breath. Julie, in the meantime wiped his cum over her ass thighs and then lied back down on the sofa, resting her back on his lap.
The two remained silent on the sofa. Tim wanted to think of something to say, but he couldn’t think of anything. He was in pure disbelief over what they’ve done. He just had some smoking, hot sex with his boss, and he almost felt weird about what he done. He worried what would happen when they go to work Monday, but they only had a couple of more days to think about it. When Tim looked down to talk with her, Julie had already dozed off into sleep. Maybe they’ll sort this out in the morning.