Trans-Sexed by the Buddha!

K.C. Cave - Trans-Sexed by the Buddha!_small

New in June: Barely employed pizza shop guy Brian wants a change “down there.” Bigger, right? Much to his surprise, meditation does the trick, sort of. Now he’s a girl down below! His roommate doesn’t mind, and gives the new package a daily workout. While his sex life has never been better (the new guy at work is enjoying him every night after closing), Brian worries that he’s feminizing by the day. He’s looking way-too good in jeans! He calls his old friend (no benefits) Stacey, who can’t believe his story. Then she tries meditating and gets trans-sexed! And they become friends with benefits. Five different endings will be sure to satisfy your kink! [sex change, sex swap, mutual masturbation, fantasy sex, MF sex, FF sex, transsexual] Word count: 8,300 Price: $2.99

Reviewed: Sex Machine, new WTF erotica by K.C. Cave

k-c-cave-sex-machine_small

E-Read Erotica Reviews: Deliciously pervy, wonderfully raw, and blatantly sexual. A delight of strange smelling and sticky foreign food, if foreign food was the pleasures of unknown sex. A mindless romp down the corners of some dark alley, where strange grunting noises are heard, screams echo out, and the smell repulses you yet attracts you in the same whiff. The danger draws you in. The disconnected and animistic nature where sex is the only thing that matters, the only human action in which we find meaning, and the only interaction between people that matters nowadays.

Word count: 7,800

Price: $2.99

Available: Amazon, Amazon UK, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Smashwords, Carnal Pleasures, Apple iTunes, Excitica, Google Play, Carnaltopia

Free erotica: The 2 most beautiful words in the English language!

Portrait Of Middle Aged WomanI’m K.C. Cave and I’m pissed. Kobo, an e-book distributor you’ve probably never heard of, banned my pseudo-incest erotic short, Seeding the Brat. Why? Who the fuck knows? But I’m angry enough to share the joy of this funny, extremely graphic and loving short story. Subscribe to my newsletter before December 1 and I’ll send you a free download of Seeding the Brat.

That’s not all. I’ll also include my latest, WTF erotic short, Sex Machine. That’s in addition to my usual new-subscriber deal, a free download of the 12,000-word Making Michael Obey. That’s how pissed I am. I’m giving away 30,000 words of toe-curling, genre-busting erotica crammed with nonstop fucking, masturbation, voyeurism and sexual discovery. Click here to subscribe, and you’ll get the links in my December 1 newsletter. (Note: As always, I am deeply indebted to Boruma Publishing for its support–and for providing readers with a wide range of erotica, including titles you won’t find on Kobo and Amazon.)

Need more enticement?

KC Cave - Seeding the Brat jpeg largeBanned on Kobo! Why? Who knows? Ebook distributors (including Amazon) go on mindless witch hunts against certain erotica categories. Now it’s pseudo-incest. Amazon buried it a long time ago; you buy it there, but you’ve got to search for it (or click here).

The blurb: Hannah was wealthy after her rich parents drowned on their swingers cruise. All the money in the world, though, couldn’t do anything about the brat’s raging hormones and her overwhelming urge to procreate. So the 18-year-old beauty set her sights on Angus, the recent college grad she grew up with and who was now the man of the house, the sprawling Victorian mansion where they were raised.

One problem: Hannah’s never gone all the way, unless you count the recent fumbling by high school football star Biff Baxter in the backseat of his ’68 GTO (he dropped the ball at goal to go, and Hannah had to take things into her own hands). That fiasco behind her, she learned a lot about the male of the species as she huddled in her secret hiding place and watched the well-endowed Angus pleasure himself in the most innovative ways. The sight, sounds and smells of him coming to climax after climax over the summer gave the brat an idea that would right a wrong (Angus was gypped out of his inheritance) and satisfy her lust. But for the plan to work, Hannah must convince Angus it was his idea to seed the brat. [brat, masturbation, MF erotica, explicit erotica, mutual masturbation, taboo erotica, humorous erotica, virgin]

E-Read Erotica Reviews: The book finds its voice early, and it feels like comfortable writing. You know it when you reads it, the writer just takes you on a sight-filled trip, doesn’t feel obligated to explain everything, and skips along in time over the most important points until it settles down for the main event. There’s enough detail in each to make you feel like you know each place and character, but not enough that you feel wallowed down in minutia. The sex scenes even stop when they serve their point. Oh my, a writer actually in control of the beast? Very nice work, patience, and control shown here. Give yourself a gold star.


I’ll also send you Sex Machine:

k-c-cave-sex-machine_smallNew in December: In Sex Machine, book 7 of Alison’s Erotic Adventures, our heroine’s reputation as a sexual athlete catches up to her: Alison is recruited to model for a high-tech sex robot! Her GF, Moriah, is the next sexual dynamo the geeks want to hook up to a bunch of sensors while she masturbates. One problem: She’s a gold star lesbian and a virgin. The computer model requires that she sleeps (ha!) with at least 4 men. What to do? I mean, it’s about advancing science and creating a mechanical sex surrogate to help sexually dysfunctional men. The solution? De-flower Moriah fast. Alison makes Moriah the main attraction dat a bachelor’s party. Problem solved! Word count: 7,800 Price: 2.99 (free if you subscribe to my newsletter before December 1).


And my usual new-subscriber deal:

K.C. CAVE - Making Michael Obey - 625x1000The set-up: This 5-story value pack features mega-teaser Junie and her boyfriend Michael. She makes life miserable for him—seducing, spanking, licking and tormenting him all over the house just because he wants to loll her around on their new bed. It’s all loving fun in this 12,000-word set with explicit M/F sex, oral sex, spanking, masturbation, anal play, food desecration, and nonstop male humiliation.

E-Read Erotica Reviews: K.C. Cave is quickly becoming my favorite author for WTF kinky sex. This book is a very fun collection of kinky encounters between just two people, but wow, they slam home with intensity and sexual energy…. I enjoyed this a lot.

BDSM Book Reviews: …an enjoyable read with likable characters and sexy scenarios. The writing is both fluid and imaginative. The author makes it easy for readers to project themselves into the action and care about the outcome.

Published today: Sex Machine, book 7 of Alison’s Erotic Adventures by K.C. Cave

 

k-c-cave-sex-machine_small

In Sex Machine, book 7 of Alison’s Erotic Adventures, our heroine’s reputation as a sexual athlete catches up to her: Alison is recruited to model for a high-tech sex robot! Her GF, Moriah, is the next sexual dynamo the geeks want to hook up to a bunch of sensors while she masturbates. One problem: She’s a gold star lesbian and a virgin. The computer model requires that she sleeps (ha!) with at least 4 men. What to do? I mean, it’s about advancing science and creating a mechanical sex surrogate to help sexually dysfunctional men. The solution? De-flower Moriah fast. Alison arranges to make her the main attraction at a bachelor’s party. Problem solved!

Thanks, as usual, to Moira Nelligar for the cover art. And to Jo O’Brien at Boruma for her guiding wisdom!

New and reviewed: Mindless Lust by K.C. Cave (Book 6 of Alison’s Erotic Adventures)

KC CAVE - Mindless Lust_small

E-Read Erotica Reviews:

I love this series. It just doesn’t care if it goes all porny and nasty and it talks to us with a filthy mouth because that’s what I need right now. Not anything soft, not anything written with a feathered and eloquent pen, but something primal and nasty that shocks me and takes my mind to a darkly filthy place. Something gritty, dirty, urban and sexual which is covered with sweat and all sorts of unmentionable bodily fluids because fuck it, my care for a world which pretends to be an orderly and nice place has just run out.

And I ran out of fucks to give last week.

This book? This is what I need. It is deliciously random, promising to give us one thing and then doing a spin move on us and delivering something totally else that we never knew we wanted but enjoyed the fuck out of nonetheless. It starts in-media-res with sex, twists us around with setup and narrative, and then switches to the point-of-view of a non-sex character and gives us glimpses of the action instead of the fully-realized in-character scene that we have seen thousands of times before.

Go ahead and tease me, I like my dirty imagination filling in the gaps.

I don’t care about genre or if it’s supposed to be lesbian or put into some category. I don’t care. Just give me something nasty to take me away. This book delivers. It is short, and lacks a couple basic “what do they look like” sort of narrative pieces in the beginning, but if you are following the series I am sure those would seem redundant. Me? I am coming back in after a bunch of other books so I tend to appreciate the little “she tussled with her blond hair” sort of things that yes, I should know by now; but no, jumping back in I appreciate the unnecessary reminders of the basic 411’s every once and a while.

Wonderful cover too, colorful and sexy and well put together. So good I wanted to put this up twice.

And the writing is spot-on for how this should feel. It skips the boring parts, gets to the point, stays focused on the nasty close-ups, and then teases us by not showing some of the best parts. It is confidently nasty, but also playful in its approach and style. It doesn’t feel obligated to show the entire sex scene like the film was a terrible thing to waste and everything should be shown and put on the screen. As writers, sometimes we feel obligated to show everything, and write through a boring day just to give the reader a sense of completeness. Same with a sex scene, sex is all good, isn’t it? We wouldn’t dare cut out—boring, move on, next scene and go to the next part of the review. Once you understand you have the control as a writer, you will never write the same way again.

If the world was porn, this book is how life would be.

Sometimes I wish the world was porn, then fucking with each other would be entirely pleasureful instead of what we got now. So yes, this book is like a drink of strong whiskey with the burn to the throat and a shock to the system as it goes down, exactly what I needed on a day like this. Sometimes, as readers, we like the pain. We like to be numbed and drink in something looked down upon and spit upon. We like to have our world rocked, to get drunk with the forbidden, and to hold up our glass and say, “another round please.”

It’s our right.

This is our escape.

And I love how this makes me feel. Drunk with the possibilities of random and wanton sex. Fucking the norms and the rules. Spitting back at those who would call this trashy smut. Because it is, and it says it with a smile and a middle finger held up proud and high.

A book that makes me feel free again?

Certainly so.

Pour me another.

 

The Blurb:

Alison’s night of mindless lesbian lust with her girlfriend Moriah (in the same bar where she once “entertained” seven guys on a busted pool table) goes belly-up: Moriah’s plane is late, and Tommy (the old friend with benefits who played sheriff during her serial gangbang) walks in with four German auto execs. He had hired a mother/daughter duo of whores to entertain them on that pool table, but they’re no-shows. Alison, dressed in full-slut mode, owes him. She’ll help him close the deal of a lifetime—for a price. Alison doesn’t give it away free anymore. [adventure, bar, BDSM, bisexual, cheating, cum, erotic, escort, fisting, gang bang, group sex, hotel, humiliation, humor, lesbian, oral, orgy, porn, public sex, revenge, risky sex, seduction, sex toys, short story, shower, squirting, strangers, swinging, teasing, voyeurism, water]

 

Excerpt:

“Allie, fuck me. Please.”

Alison reattached the cuffs to Moriah’s wrists and pushed the ball gag into her mouth.

Stepping back, she surveyed the situation. Alison, at five eight and a hundred and thirty, outweighed Moriah by more than twenty-five pounds and was a full head taller.

Alison’s full breasts nearly burst out of the teddy, and she had firm, muscular legs and big shoulders like a swimmer. Moriah, petite and nearly flat-chested, wasn’t as curvy. But her ass was round and protruding, like a slim boy’s. The smaller woman was at just the right height.

Alison strapped on a harness and dildo, slathered the fake cock with lube, and stepped behind Moriah.

Moriah jutted her ass in anticipation, her breath coming in short bursts. Alison guided the silicone cock head down Moriah’s crack to her swollen pussy, and pushed. Moriah’s muffled squeal told her she was on target. She gripped Moriah’s hips with both hands as her cock slid inside. Alison fucked her slowly, watching the dildo disappear inside her girlfriend with each stroke. Moving her hands up to Moriah’s tiny breasts, she kneaded her straining nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.

“When you get off the plane from Milwaukee Friday night, I won’t be there to meet you,” she whispered in Moriah’s ear. “Take a cab to Ric’s Show Bar on Eastern Boulevard. Make sure the driver lets you off at the door—it’s a shitty part of town.”

Alison’s thrusts picked up speed. Spit dribbled out of Moriah’s mouth and bubbles flared from the sides of the ball gag as Alison fucked her faster and harder.

“Me, I’m going to dress down-home, East-side slut. You know, like I’m two years out of high school, no job, a killer body, and the food stamps are running out. Plunging neckline, pushup bra, ass out, micro mini,” Alison said, her hips banging into Moriah’s ass. “You know what happened in that bar two years ago, Mo? I fucked seven guys on a busted pool table in the back room. This time”— Moriah came again, the explosion so hard that the ball gag popped out of her mouth—“I’m going to fuck you on that pool table.”

Alison slowed her thrusting. “But here’s the thing,” she said. “We’re going to act like we don’t know each other. You’re going to walk into that bar, a dyke wandering into the wrong place, not knowing anyone. You’ll go to the bar, but you won’t sit next to me. I’m going to size you up, lick my lips, and start fucking lubricating as I think of the fun we’re going to have. I’m gonna pick you up, baby, thrill you and seduce you at the bar while all these steelworkers and salesmen and forklift drivers watch us, their mouths watering over my tits and ass, their hands on their cocks. Then I’m going to waltz you to that back room and fuck your brains out.”

Moriah gasped, dope-brained and helpless. Her mouth and chin were covered with spittle, her ass and inner thighs slick with her juices. Alison took Moriah’s face in both hands and slowly, gently kissed and licked her, cleaning up the mess.

“It’s gonna be so hot,” Alison cooed. “Four days without you, baby, I’ll be so fucking horny. Will you be horny for me?”

Moriah’s eyes focused. “Fuck, Allie, where do you come up with this stuff?”

“I read.”

Alison unsnapped the wrist straps, and Moriah collapsed in her girlfriend’s arms.

“Allie, before I get on that plane, I’m gonna dress soft dyke, ripped khakis, maybe a Sit on My Face T-shirt and a hoodie. Flannel works, too. In Milwaukee, I’ll get a haircut. Short on the sides and back. Butch. The look will be tragically unstylish masculine,” Moriah said. Her face darkened: “What if my plane is late?”

“Text me.”

“A slut in a bar full of horny steelworkers?”

Alison snorted. “I can handle it.”

“Oh, sure, you can handle it. Like that last time. Who was your fuck buddy who set it up? Jimmy?”

“Tommy.”

“He was there to protect you, right?”

“I’ll be okay.”

“Allie, if I find out you fucked a man there, I’ll kill you.”

“Then don’t be late.”

Buy it: Carnaltopia, Amazon

Reviewed: Taken Hard in the Woods, gay erotica by K.C. Cave

KC CAVE - Taken Hard in the Woods_small

E-Read Erotica Reviews: They are exactly what I would imagine two horny hikers to be like, ever chasing wood in the forest, using every spare moment for sex, and endlessly thinking with their more smaller, yet endlessly more lustful heads….The book ends with a remarkable and genre-breaking scene which not only highlights the differences between an all-male outing, and one where a woman makes things a bit more complex. Add some artful highlight scenes, genre-breaking scenes, and a bittersweet ending and we have a book that takes the concept of an action-only book to a new level of depth and meaning. I enjoyed this.

 

Blurb: A two-week mountain hike becomes a two-way male lovefest when the weather conspires to trap a couple healthy, handsome and horny guys in a tent. It gets more complicated when two locals, wearing bib overalls and nothing else, wander into camp, leading to hot, heavy and fast gay four-way. Back in town and showered, the guys yearn for some female companionship to re-establish their hetero cred. Enter Ricki, a part-timer who specializes in welcoming horny hikers back from the wilds. [gay sex, escort, anal sex, M/M/F sex, three-way sex, prostitute, whore, orgy, outdoor sex, male masturbation, mutual masturbation, oral sex, fellatio, squirting, male sex in the woods, tent sex, MMMM four-way sex, motel sex, cornhole, blow job, waitress]

Just published: Taken Hard in the Woods, gay erotica by K.C. Cave

KC CAVE - Taken Hard in the Woods_small

A two-week mountain hike becomes a two-way male lovefest when the weather conspires to trap a couple healthy, handsome and horny guys in a tent. It gets more complicated when two locals, wearing bib overalls and nothing else, wander into camp, leading to hot, heavy and fast gay four-way. Back in town and showered, the guys yearn for some female companionship to re-establish their hetero cred. Enter Ricki, a part-timer who specializes in welcoming horny hikers back from the wilds. [gay sex, escort, anal sex, M/M/F sex, three-way sex, prostitute, whore, orgy, outdoor sex, male masturbation, mutual masturbation, oral sex, fellatio, squirting, male sex in the woods, tent sex, MMMM four-way sex, motel sex, cornhole, blow job]

Excerpt:

There was Dave, stark nude, standing with one arm braced to a tree trunk, beating his meat.

I immediately got hard—I had left our camp to check out a side trail we had passed on the hike in, but in reality to relieve the pressure in my balls—and I backed away.

Hey, we were a week into our two-week backpacking exploration of George Washington National Forest, and today was our scheduled rest day. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one horny as fuck.

Dave saw me and turned. Judging from his red cock and intent thrashing, he was close to spraying on a tree.

Fuck it. I had forgotten lube and hadn’t jerked. I’m circumcised and can’t masturbate without something slick. “Mind if I join you?” I said, fishing my cock out.

Flashing me a quick smile, Dave kept jerking.

I saw the olive oil from our food pack. Dosing my cock, I started stroking. I also checked out his package. I don’t get a chance to see many cocks these days, not to mention one that was hard and ready to spurt.

I pushed down my shorts and tore my T-shirt off. We were both nude, stroking our cocks, facing each other. Dave had huge shoulders and massive arms from years of competitive swimming. His hefty balls hung low and swung between his muscular legs. Could get messy…

I fixated on his bouncing balls as I stroked myself. It had been two weeks since my last orgasm, and here I was jerking off with another guy in a beautiful forest clearing deep in the Appalachian Mountains of Virginia. I reached around and gripped my asscheeks, my middle finger probing.

From deep inside came an urge from decades ago. I wanted to be filled with cock. I wanted Dave’s dick inside me, deep in my rectum. I wanted him to come in me.

Dave was getting close. “So fucking horny…” fap, fap, fap “the crack of dawn…”

I finished the Tom Waits’ line for him: “…better watch out.”

He laughed and slowed his pumping. I had to act before he spewed all over me. I smeared my asscrack with oil and dropped to my hands and knees, ass up.

“Hey, man, I never…” Dave protested. I looked back between my legs around my swollen prick and could see him stroking his cock.

“Don’t think. Just put it in.”

Dave fell to his knees and slid his cockhead up and down my crack. I wiggled my ass, thrilled with what was about to happen and pushed back when his hot prick found my hole. His powerful hands gripped my hips and he thrusted.

“Oh, god, oh fuck, oh yes…” Words and sounds and gibberish poured out of my mouth as he pushed past the ring of my anus and filled my rectum. My girlfriend had pegged me a few times and not very skillfully, which was totally understandable. This was so much better. This was a live penis attached to a hundred and eighty pounds of muscular and highly aroused male.

Dave’s hand found my cock. He beat me off furiously in a reach-around as he fucked me harder and harder. My cock, slick with pre-cum and olive oil, slipped out of his hand. He pushed back, smearing my nutsac and tugging on my balls.

This was insane! I was fucking insatiable! I wanted that cock to explode deep inside me!

I braced my feet against two tree roots and raised my knees off the dirt, pushing back to meet Dave’s wild thrusts. Cum was streaming out of my pisshole from his incessant pounding on my prostate, first a watery stream followed by big blobs of white splooge getting flung into the dirt and on my chest and legs. Dave roared, blowing an immense load deep in my ass. He held it that way, his cock pushed deep inside me, as I reached back and finished the job on my own cock. I came, spurting my load on the dirt and rocks.

Exhausted, he draped over me, his face against my back, one hand smearing my cum over my dick and balls, both of us heaving like locomotives.

We untangled and sat across from each other, our backs against trees, our legs outstretched, our cocks limp.

I spoke first. “This is where you say you’re not gay.”

Word count: 8,200

Price: $2.99

Available: Amazon, Excitica, Smashwords, Kobo, Barnes & Noble, Carnaltopia, Carnal Pleasures, Apple iTunes, Google Play

Banned by Amazon! Seeding the Brat by K.C. Cave

Well, not exactly banned—“adult filtered,” which means it’s harder to find on Amazon. So what? But something got under Amazon’s skin (the book was published months ago, and just got the proverbial ax). Maybe it’s the cover model’s nearly nude ass? Or that it’s barely disguised brother/sister pseudo-incest? Whatever. It’s one of my hottest books, featuring explicit mutual MF masturbation fun. Buy it and treat yourself to some toe-curling erotica (and send a message to Amazon that its adult filter don’t mean squat to you!). A better idea: Buy it from one of the other fine vendors listed below (who don’t go out of their way to “protect” you from sexually explicit fiction!).

 KC Cave - Seeding the Brat jpeg large

Hannah was wealthy after her rich parents drowned on their swingers cruise. All the money in the world, though, couldn’t do anything about the brat’s raging hormones and her overwhelming urge to procreate. So the 18-year-old beauty set her sights on Angus, the recent college grad she grew up with and who was now the man of the house, the sprawling Victorian mansion where they were raised.

One problem: Hannah’s never gone all the way, unless you count the recent fumbling by high school football star Biff Baxter in the backseat of his ’68 GTO (he dropped the ball at goal to go, and Hannah had to take things into her own hands). That fiasco behind her, she learned a lot about the male of the species as she huddled in her secret hiding place and watched the well-endowed Angus pleasure himself in the most innovative ways. The sight, sounds and smells of him coming to climax after climax over the summer gave the brat an idea that would right a wrong (Angus was gypped out of his inheritance) and satisfy her lust. But for the plan to work, Hannah must convince Angus it was his idea to seed the brat. [brat, masturbation, MF erotica, explicit erotica, mutual masturbation, taboo erotica, humorous erotica, virgin]

E-Read Erotica Reviews: The book finds its voice early, and it feels like comfortable writing. You know it when you reads it, the writer just takes you on a sight-filled trip, doesn’t feel obligated to explain everything, and skips along in time over the most important points until it settles down for the main event. There’s enough detail in each to make you feel like you know each place and character, but not enough that you feel wallowed down in minutia. The sex scenes even stop when they serve their point. Oh my, a writer actually in control of the beast? Very nice work, patience, and control shown here. Give yourself a gold star.

Excerpt:
“I’ve shown you mine. Now show me yours.”

Hannah gently pulled her outer labia apart. “Outer labia, here’s the inner. Uh, the hole’s down here…” Hannah realized she didn’t know her own anatomy very well.

“Just touch yourself. I’ll watch.”

They sat on the couch facing each other, their legs intertwined, and masturbated. First base, Hannah thought to herself. God, this is so much better than being scrunched in the closet.

Her hands slipped down to her slit, and she separated her outer lips with her fingers. She put a fingertip to her distended clit and swirled gently. After a few circles on her hard little nub, she cried out. Spreading her legs, she pushed a finger into her vagina, past the clenching muscles. Her clit started to burn under the pressure of her finger.

Hannah glanced up. Angus was slowly pumping his dick, his eyes focused between Hannah’s legs, as his other hand massaged his balls.

She threw her head back and began thrusting her fingers faster inside her. Her juices dripped down along her knuckles, and she started to plunge deeper and faster inside herself. Adding another finger, her hips rose off the couch as she writhed. Her arousal, amped by Angus’ attention, made her pussy ache. She breathed in her hormonal reek of pussy musk as her hips jerked up and down. With a gasp, Hannah stiffened and came, a powerful climax that sent waves of electricity up her body.

As the spasms receded, she opened her eyes. Angus, his chest heaving and his face red, had ejaculated. Ribbons of white sperm streaked his bare chest and pooled at the base of his now half-hard dick.

Word count: 8,858

Price: $2.99

Available from: Carnaltopia, Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, Carnal Pleasures, Taboo Reading, Kobo, Excitica, Lulu, Google Play

Just published: Love for Rent by K.C. Cave

 

I’m joining fellow authors Jo Grant and Sara Gordon in a Kindle Unlimited experiment, so that’s where KU subscribers will find my latest book for free.  It’s also for sale on Amazon.

KC CAVE - Love for Rent_small

In Book 5 of Junie Makes Michael, disaster strikes: Junie’s sexual hijinks land her in trouble with the law—she makes headlines and loses her job. What’s a girl to do? Rather than sit on her ass, Junie decides to sell it, along with the ass of her live-in girlfriend Melanie. The notoriety of her arrest catapults her into the upper echelons of high-end escorting, where her sexual adventures include a lesbian sex show with Melanie, sex on (not in) a luxury British car, and a three-way in a private jet at forty thousand feet. [MF, FF, FFM, squirting, female masturbation, big black cock, femdom, cuckold, public sex, escort, prostitution, whore]

Word count: 6,400

Excerpt:

 Junie was stretched across the bedcovers, her face between Melanie’s thighs. Her legs were spread, her fat pussy lips protruding between the perfectly round ass cheeks of her creamy bottom. Melanie’s knees were raised, her hands stroking Junie’s hair as her lover tongued and licked her pussy.


The door opened and a young woman, fully clothed, entered with a tray. She set it on the table next to the bed, smiled and left the room. A man sitting in a wing chair rose, walked to the table and poured a glass of wine. His right hand continued to stroke his cock as he stood, looking down at the bed and the two women deep in the throes of cunnilingus.


Junie rolled over to the side of the bed and motioned to him. He leaned over, smiling.


“Mr. Rapja, I wouldn’t want you to waste any of that tasty goo on a jerk-off,” she cooed. “Wouldn’t you rather fire that hot load inside me? After I make my girlfriend come?”


“Don’t worry ‘bout that. And it’s just ‘Rapja.’ You know, like rapture. And, baby, I
do want to fuck your tight pussy!”


Junie reached up and pulled him down. She kissed him, smearing his face with Melanie’s juices, then pushed him away.


“What is it about you ladies?” Rapja said as Junie returned to Melanie, planting kisses on her freshly shaved Mound of Venus and her glistening, swollen labia. “I watch plenty of ladies fuck, but you two…”


Melanie, massaging her ample breasts with her hands and sounding very far away, answered. “It’s not an act.”


“Really lesbians, huh?”


“Really
anything,” Junie said, now fingering Melanie’s clit. “I think she’s about ready to blow. You gonna come for me, baby? Your clit is so hard!”


Junie put an arm around her waist and pulled Melanie’s hips off the bed as she masturbated her. Rapja, thrusting his hips as he beat off, his thigh muscles clenching, moved to the foot of the bed for a better view.


“I wouldn’t stand there,” Junie warned.


He stepped to the side just as Melanie came, yelping as Junie swirled two fingers on her clit, and shooting a rooster-tail of girl cum out of her pussy that splatted on the carpet.


“Damn!”


Two more spurts, weaker, landed on the bed. Her juices covered her inner thighs, so Junie handed Melanie a towel and walked up to Rapja, still stroking his cock.


“The lesbian show is over, at least for now. Would you like to put this inside me?” Junie pushed his hand away and grabbed his shaft. She hefted it like she was weighing it. He was large, both in length and girth, and rock hard.


Rapja reached for her. Junie stepped back and laughed.


“Oh, it’s never that easy. You’ve got to catch me first.” Junie grabbed a towel and darted out of the room.


“What the fuck?” Rapja said, bewildered, and looked at Melanie, now sitting on the side of the bed.

     “I’d go after her,” she said. “She’s fast.”