[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance, light consensual BDSM, spanking, public exhibition, sex toys, HEA]
When Sam accidentally discovers Jessie’s secret stash of erotic romances, he is astounded but fascinated, so he pretends to be interested in this genre to persuade his shy best friend to start discussing her favorite erotic romances instead of their usual sci-fi.
Then, at one of their discussions, Sam stuns Jessie by suggesting they try out for real a scenario they are reading. Not having had a lover for fifteen years but intrigued to see where this will go, she agrees. So they begin to investigate various aspects that appear in the books, such as bondage, spanking, sex toys, etc.—not always with the same effect the author intended. Some laughs ensue, some tears, and lots of improvisation.
As they continue their explorations, Sam relishes his role as the dominant sexual while Jessie gains confidence in her sexuality. Soon, they realize they are more than just good friends.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“This rug should be soft enough for your knees, my sweet,” he declared as he turned her and started to unzip her dress.
“My knees! I’ll have you know it’s your knees as well. After our last performance, I’m not the only one getting naked,” Jessie affirmed, scowling at him over her shoulder for a second, and turning back to face him, she started to unbutton his shirt.
Sam stood still, appearing to be momentarily taken aback, then he chuckled. They undressed each other and Jessie put a condom on him.
She had been a bit worried about getting into it straight away without some foreplay, but she needn’t have worried. By the time they were both naked, there had been a fair amount of touching, caressing, and stroking, and even a stolen kiss here and there.
The last garment off, they stood, unable to stop touching, until Sam reached his hand up to cup the back of Jessie’s head and brought his head down on her lips in earnest. She moaned as his tongue traced her lips and plunged inside, gently stroking her tongue. She pulled back then blushed at the look of lust in his eyes. Jessie realized with a shiver how turned on she was by the look on his face alone. She suddenly dropped to her hands and knees, facing away from him.
“I was actually going to do some more foreplay,” he said wryly.
Jessie turned her head to look over her shoulder at Sam, standing naked over her, hands on his hips. She inclined her head toward the floor. “So do some foreplay down here.”
Sam chuckled. “You know, with you being as shy as you are, I’ve been quite happy to take the lead in our experiments so far. But I quite like this new side to you.”
He therefore went obediently down to his knees behind her, clasping her hips in his hands, running them over her butt cheeks before leaning in to pepper kisses over them. “You’ve got a truly gorgeous butt, smooth and nicely rounded.” The kisses turned to licks, gravitating towards the crease between her buttocks. Jessie’s laughter turned to moans and then whimpers as he gently squeezed them. He nudged her knees apart, moving further in until he was flush against her butt, his aroused cock between her buttocks as he lightly ran his hands up her thighs, over her waist, around her front to gently knead her breasts before trailing lightly over her back.
Jessie emitted a cry and arched down as he stroked her lower back. “Oh God, I love that.”
He laughed. “I’m beginning to learn your particular sexual preferences, and you love having your back caressed. Don’t you?”
“Oh yes,” she sighed.
“No wonder you wanted me to take you in this position. It’s all a ploy to make me stroke you here.”
“You’ve caught me out,” she cried, trembling at his caresses.
Leaving one hand on her waist, Sam brought his other hand around to guide his cock into her. Jessie thrust back immediately.
“Jesus, Jess, take it slowly. You’ll undo me. I wanted to do it gently. You’re still very tight,” he cried. She could feel him fighting to maintain control.
“I can’t stop. Please. I need more.” At that urgent request, he thrust in deeply, deeper than before. Jessie felt some pain but embraced it. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming all other feelings. She felt Sam’s hands biting into her hips as he thrust hard several times. His hand left her hip to close over her clit. Her cries turned to keening moans as his cock hit her G-spot. Her body shook. It felt good, really, really good.