[Ménage and More: Erotic Historical Ménage a Quatre Romance, F/F/M/M with M/M and F/F, F/F/F, public exhibition, voyeurism, spanking, sex toys, HEA]
Proper Bostonian Molly has a sweet tooth—until she tastes the sweet sting of BDSM. Jess, Michael, and Evan spread Molly's legs while opening her heart. This sweet, sexy foursome elevates ménage to an art form. Now Molly craves whips, chains, and everything pain—with a cherry on top.
Follow the sexy fun foursome as they travel to early-1900s Gloucester for a sex-filled weekend. Molly once again surrenders by the sea. This time she may come home with more than collected beach shells. Could our lovely lass be pregnant? If so, will Molly raise the child with Jess, or take the expected route and marry Michael?
The ordeal leads the foursome to create the first bisexual foursome marriage in Provincetown, fully committing their lives to each other. This feisty foursome will do more than touch your heart. They will touch dark, erotic places begging to be unleashed.
A Siren Erotic Romance
“Well, aren’t you upset?” she asked. Jess tilted her head and gazed at her. She looked so very lovely in the warm sun slanting through the window. She shook her head.
“Why should I be? Who cares what she thinks, or anyone else? She can’t make us not be together. Unless the constable knocks on the door to arrest me, I’m not worried. I’m just amazed that she got it to her busybody friends at the paper so quickly. We just got married yesterday, for Christ’s sake!” Jess said with a laugh. She bent her blonde head back to the newspaper article she was reading.
“And, Molly, not to blame you or anything, but when you gave her the finger as she left, it didn’t exactly endear you to her,” Michael said matter-of-factly. He penned another word on his crossword puzzle and then glanced over at her. She immediately stuck her tongue at him.
“Well, it was none of her fucking business what we were doing. That part of the beach is secluded, so it was obvious we wanted privacy. Who the hell was she to question us?” Molly snapped. She felt herself getting angry just remembering the condescending look on the old bat’s face. Evan chuckled and caressed her thigh.
“She had absolutely no right. But you have to remember that homosexuality is still illegal. They do cut lesbians more slack than men, though. Luckily she didn’t see me kiss the groom. Let’s not let her ruin our honeymoon, okay? That was the most beautiful bisexual foursome wedding ever,” he said with a grin.
Molly smiled softly. It was beautiful. Jess looked absolutely stunning in her ivory dress and matching hair ribbon. To get married on the beach where she first realized she was in love with her seemed very fitting. Michael and Evan both looked to-die-for handsome. To think that Michael was now her husband, and Jess her wife, seemed surreal. Evan was right. She wouldn’t let the old bat ruin their honeymoon.
“Well, she’s the one who was doing something illegal. She was trespassing! At least we got permission from the family that owns it. Maybe I’ll tell them,” Molly snapped.
“Molly, it’ll blow over if we just stay cool. Michael’s mom told her that it was yours and Michael’s wedding anyway. If she searches public records, she’ll see the marriage license,” Jess commented. Evan tilted Molly’s chin up and peered at her.
“Stay away from that woman and anyone else that could cause trouble. Got it?” he asked seriously. Molly sighed and nodded. The last thing she wanted to do was cause trouble. But just remembering the look on that woman’s face made her blood boil.
“They’re right, Moll Doll. This is new to you, but they know the deal. Remain your, um, sweet, quiet self. Don’t let anyone get the best of you, and for god’s sake, don’t give anyone else the finger,” he said with a chuckle.
Molly glanced around at the three of them. They were all doing their thing without a care in the world. She would truly be a shit if she messed up their lives.
“Okay, I promise to be good,” she said softly. Jess, Evan, and Michael all glanced up from what they were doing with a skeptical look on their faces. She laughed out loud. “I will, I promise!” Evan tossed his newspaper section on the bed and pulled her on top of him. She straddled him and bent down to kiss the tip of his nose.
“Well, if you’re not good, then you know what’s going to happen,” he whispered huskily. She felt her insides tingle with sexual excitement when she felt his cock harden beneath her. She locked eyes with him and grinned.
“If that’s the case then I think I’ll be very bad,” she whispered back. Michael chuckled and reached his hand out to tweak her breast.
“I must say, Moll, you’ve become quite the nympho. I like it,” he said with a grin. She lifted her skirt up and exposed herself to the men. She wore no panties or garters and her snatch was in full view.
“Hey, what’s going on over there? Are you perverts fondling my wife?” asked Jess playfully.
“Us, perverts? Your wife is showing us her naughty parts! I think she needs a spanking,” Evan said as he gazed at Molly. She slid a finger into her pussy to finger herself. When she withdrew it she put it to Evan’s mouth and he sucked her juices off. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Michael toss his newspaper to the floor. Then he sat on his knees and pulled his shirt over his head. Within seconds Jess was at the side of the bed, hurriedly taking her clothes off. All the while Molly ground her cunt on Evan’s bulge.
Michael began kissing her neck as he undid the buttons of her top. It seemed to take forever. “Just rip the bloody thing off!” she growled.
Michael locked eyes with her as he did exactly what she ordered. He grabbed both sides of her top and ripped it wide open. The little pearl buttons flew in every direction. Molly shrugged the top off her shoulders. Then she yanked the camisole over her head and tossed it to the side. Michael’s hot mouth was upon her nipples immediately and she moaned. His suckling was a delicious blend of pleasure and pain. Jess planted little kisses on her back and Molly shivered.
“For the love of god, fuck me,” she growled. She felt as if the heat rushing through her would actually set her on fire. Michael helped her up quickly. Molly pulled her long skirt up and bent over the side. She heard Michael fumbling with his trousers and then he sidled up behind her, positioning himself. Jess was kneeling on the couch and undressing quickly. Molly pulled her closer as soon as she was naked and began suckling her tits. One hand reached down to slide several fingers into her hot hole. Jess moaned loudly and arched her back.
When Evan entered the room he shut the door to the hallway and fastened the lock. His shirt was already unbuttoned and he tossed it on the chair. “Everything is locked up tight,” he whispered as he kicked his shoes off.
Molly locked eyes with him and nodded. Then she grunted as Michael grabbed her hips and slid into her. She was so fucking wet that he slid in easily. She almost bit Jess’s nipple when he began fucking her. His huge dick inside of her was exquisite.
As soon as Evan was naked, he strutted to the couch, his long dick swaying slightly as he moved. Molly watched with fascination as he pulled Jess back by the shoulder. Her mouth immediately engulfed his cock. Her dainty blonde head bobbed up and down furiously as she held the base of his big dick with both hands. Her unladylike slurps were so unlike her. It was awesome to watch.
Michael grabbed Molly’s hair roughly, yanked her head back, and leaned across her back. “You like watching your girlfriend suck dick?” Michael whispered in her ear. Molly panted as he rammed his big cock into her. She felt as if she were on fire.
After a few minutes Jess kissed the tip of Evan’s dick and turned to Molly. She crawled on the floor to her and nudged her head so she could reach Molly’s pussy. Michael stopped fucking her. He stayed immobile inside of her while Jess did her thing. Molly thought she would die of ecstasy when Jess clamped down on her clit and sucked firmly. Her already-pulsating clit began to throb deliciously. Then she pulled her head away and Michael began pounding her again. After a few moments he stopped again. Jess’s mouth suckled her clit roughly. After the next round of Michael’s pounding, he slid out of her.
She was so intoxicated with lust and vaguely aware of movement behind her. All the while Jess kept sucking her clit until another cock slid into Molly’s pussy. She knew it was Evan. He was much longer and thicker than Michael. Within seconds Michael positioned himself on the couch so she could suck his cock. He grasped her hair and shoved her mouth upon it. She tasted her cunt juices as he fucked her mouth slowly. She gagged at first and then she relaxed her throat muscles. When she finally got his cock deep in her throat, he moaned loudly.
She cried out when Evan began banging her hard and fast. Michael withdrew his cock from her mouth when Jess climbed on the couch with him. She sat on the backrest and he immediately buried his face in her cunt. Molly watched his blond head between Jess’s thighs and she felt herself float even higher as she reached climax. Evan bent over her and grasped her tits roughly as he fucked her.
“Spank me,” she panted. His thrusts were so forceful that the couch shook. He stood up and kept his cock buried inside of her. When his hand connected with her ass the sound echoed through the parlor. The sting was delicious. “More, more,” she begged. She vaguely registered what Jess and Michael were doing. The thrill of Evan’s strong hand striking her drove her into sexual overdrive.