Quick Kink 1 recounts bite-sized erotic tales of dominance, submission and bondage, as well as instruction, voyeurism and romantic lust. From the unusual use of a dictionary (A Delivery of Words), the bizarre obsession of an Egyptologist (Bastet), and the after hours indulgences of the staff recreating life in a strictly run Victorian manor house (Through the Crack), to the tale of an intensely sexy female threesome (Routine), Quick Kink 1 provides twelve delicious fixes of straight, bi, and lesbian fantasy.
This time she didn’t bother to look in the book, but huskily recited a definition she obviously knew by half. While speaking, she knelt down, and I could feel her hot breath ripple against my erect flesh. Then, at last, she engulfed my length between her red lips; manoeuvring me around her mouth, deliciously sucking, kissing and teasing my cock.
As she worked, I ran my fingers through her hair and closed my eyes. Swaying slightly beneath her expert ministrations, I felt myself tightening as the surge towards orgasm built in my chest, and headed south. Any second now I’d come … any second … and then she stopped.
I could have howled, perhaps I did, but she just looked at me, waiting.
‘Orgasm,’ I spoke urgently, hoping like hell she’d read fast, or I’d come all over her and her book of words.
Again she didn’t need the dictionary, and quoted the definition directly to my crotch. It seemed to take her for ever (with hindsight, I suspect she was going slowly on purpose), but at last, with a cheeky smile, she retook me, and with a series of sharp, deep throated pumps, I exploded into her mouth.
The writer stood, swallowing hard as my seed ran down her throat. A few drops escaped, and trickled over her chin. She scooped them up with her fingers, and added them to her mouthful.
“That was incredible.” My voice and words sounded a bit lame as I spoke, but it had been incredible. More than incredible.