A collection of five erotic stories with mixed and varied themes.
Spring Break Girls, Hot Sun, Sand, Surf and S-E-X by Lynn Lake
From a storage locker room below decks with Emma and Brad in Cancun Mexico, to Shonelle, a wet t-shirt contest winner in Daytona Beach, all the way to South Padre Island Texas with Breanne, a blonde beauty who gets to know her long time girlfriend better than she expected to, this travel agent knows the hottest places to party during Spring Break!
Happy Birthday Ben by Roxanne Sinclair
Helen makes her way through the park, on her way to see her gorgeous boyfriend Ben. With a basket of treats in hand she strolls to the shed where he waits patiently for her arrival. But Helen has more than one sweet way of saying Happy Birthday Ben!
My Cousins 21st. by Eva Hore
After a wild night of drinking and celebrating, she snuggles up with Peter on her cousin’s living room floor. Sharing a blanket with him in a room full of passed out people makes this little hottie feel mighty frisky! How far will she go to fulfill her naughty desires? Or will she get caught in the act?
High Tea in Suburbia by Mark Farley
Time has been good to Kim, a beautiful fifty something who is prim, proper and very strict! He has always loved older women and their ability to dominate! With her wooden ruler in hand and him scurrying about on his knees, he is more than ready to serve and submit!
Ecstasy Heights by Louise Fuller
Through the pounding music and pulsating lights of the club, she follows the heat and the scent of him. They burst forth together out into the night, the air is damp; a storm is on its way. Together on the tiny balcony, these two lovers have their own secret way of enjoying the rain!
These stories have also been published in Seriously Sexy Two ISBN 9781906125868
With 23 miles of hot, ocean-lapped beach and loads of attractions like Disney World, SeaWorld, and the International Speedway within easy driving distance, Daytona Beach has been a primo Spring Break destination for decades. And it lived up to its billing and more for sparkly, raven-haired Shonelle, a first-year college student with a very advanced grade body.
‘MTV was there and everything! It rocked!’ she exclaims, waving her fist in the air and grooving, her big boobs bouncing in rhythm. ‘I went to all kinds of crazy concerts … and contests: Snoop Dogg and Shaggy; Twister and Spin the Wheel and shit like that. And the club scene was trippin’! The Ocean Deck, Razzle’s, 600 North – I par-teed at all of ’em. I even won a wet T-shirt and wet shorty-shorts contest – in one night!’
Shonelle jumps up and spins around, shakes an arse that would be the envy of any fly girl. Then she sits back down, her boobs almost spilling out of her tight, purple tank-top. The girl with the electric smile grins, thinking back to that wet and wild night.
‘I forget what club it was,’ she says, ‘but someone hollered, ‘Wet T-shirt contest!’ and I was, like, there. It was a total sizzle getting up in front of all those people, my posse cheerin’ me on, getting doused with water and bouncing my boobies around. Then they hosed down my booty, and I was shakin’ it all over the place. But what happened afterwards was even crazier.’
I only have to wait for the hyper teen to draw a quick breath before she reveals the rest of the story.
‘I ran into this washroom backstage to dry off, you know, and the brother who’d been MC-ing the whole thing followed me right inside. At first, I was all ready to kick his black ass, but then I noticed how smokin’ hot he was! I guess I hadn’t gotten a good look at him on stage.’ She sighs, her big, brown eyes gleaming with remembrance. ‘He was, like, liquorice dark, with a shaved head and all kinds of muscles. I just stood there and stared at him, my titties all hangin’ outta my wet shirt. And he started sweet talkin’ me, saying I was the best contestant he’d ever seen and shit like that – really pouring on the sugar, know what I’m sayin’.’
‘And he –’
‘He sure did.’ Shonelle laughs. ‘He rolled up my T-shirt and wrung me out like a sponge mop. He put his big hands on my bare titties and started squeezin’ ’em real good. Mmmm, it felt evil! Then he started licking my nipples, licking all around and over them. They were popped out rock-hard and electric. And when he started sucking on them, I almost came right there in my panties.’
‘But you –’
‘Hell, yes! I wanted that stud’s big cock inside me, bringin’ me off the right away.’ Shonelle grins. ‘And he buried it deep – and ooooh it felt good. He put me up on the counter and really sexed up the girl, pumping his cock in and out of my coochie. I’d gone full-on a couple of times before, you know, but nothin’ like that. This was a man, not a boy, and he knew what he was doin’, know what I’m sayin’.’
‘And what –’
‘I just hung onto his big ol’ ass and let him pound me, my tits flyin’ all over the place, the music thumping on through the walls. And he jizzed right inside me, shakin’ like he was electrocuted or something. Nothin’ I could do to stop it – ’cause I was cumming like crazy, too.’ Shonelle fans her face with a blinged-up hand. ‘That was the best wet T-shirt contest ever!’