| Author: | Lydia J. Farnham | ISBN: | 9781501414305 |
| Publisher: | Lydia J. Farnham | Publication: | October 20, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lydia J. Farnham |
| ISBN: | 9781501414305 |
| Publisher: | Lydia J. Farnham |
| Publication: | October 20, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Denise wants sexy Tim from the gym to ask her out, but it seems like he's never going to do it. She decides to take advantage of her grandma Jen's mystical skills, and gets hold of a lust potion that will make Tim mad with desire for her. What she doesn't count on, though, is that Tim has a boyfriend. When the two of them both end up taking some of the potion, Denise finds herself in the middle of an explosion of erotic energy that she wouldn't be able to say no to, even if she wanted to!
WARNING: This 7,100 word erotic story contains a young woman’s explicit encounter with two bi men in a gym. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
Excerpt:
When their heads swiveled around to look at one another, I could instantly sense the heat. It was shocking how fast the atmosphere had changed.
"Damn..." Mark said.
He was bulging through his shorts. I was watching all of this madly out of the corner of my eye, pretending that my music was on. It was hard not to just stare.
"I feel..." said Tim.
"Yeah," said Mike.
Tim was too far to one side for me to see clearly without turning my head, but when they fell into one another's arms, that was pretty obvious.
They were kissing, passionately. I could see their hips grinding against one another.
They had forgotten that I was here, apparently.
I turned to look at them. No point in pretending now.
They didn't seem to care at all.
Their breathing was deep and heavy. I could see the bulges in their shorts now, very clearly, whenever their hips separated for a moment.
Mark's hands shot down to Tim's waist and grabbed his shirt, pulling it up over his head.
Tim growled and ran his hands over Mark's already bare chest. I was jealous - I wanted to touch that chest too. Watching him run his hands greedily over the skin was already turning me on as well.
Neither of them seemed to be aware of me at all, though.
I looked over at the door. It was shut. It certainly wasn't secure though. Anyone could walk in at any time. Not that people did very often. But still.
"You're mine," Mark growled at Tim, "Say it."
"I'm yours," he muttered pawing at Mark's shorts. "Anything you want."
"Undo my pants. Take it all off," Mark said. His voice was calmly commanding. He was a man who was used to being obeyed, I thought.
Tim fell to his knees in front of Mark and began grappling with his button and zipper. He was in a frenzy, and almost tore the front wide open.
Denise wants sexy Tim from the gym to ask her out, but it seems like he's never going to do it. She decides to take advantage of her grandma Jen's mystical skills, and gets hold of a lust potion that will make Tim mad with desire for her. What she doesn't count on, though, is that Tim has a boyfriend. When the two of them both end up taking some of the potion, Denise finds herself in the middle of an explosion of erotic energy that she wouldn't be able to say no to, even if she wanted to!
WARNING: This 7,100 word erotic story contains a young woman’s explicit encounter with two bi men in a gym. All characters are over the age of eighteen.
Excerpt:
When their heads swiveled around to look at one another, I could instantly sense the heat. It was shocking how fast the atmosphere had changed.
"Damn..." Mark said.
He was bulging through his shorts. I was watching all of this madly out of the corner of my eye, pretending that my music was on. It was hard not to just stare.
"I feel..." said Tim.
"Yeah," said Mike.
Tim was too far to one side for me to see clearly without turning my head, but when they fell into one another's arms, that was pretty obvious.
They were kissing, passionately. I could see their hips grinding against one another.
They had forgotten that I was here, apparently.
I turned to look at them. No point in pretending now.
They didn't seem to care at all.
Their breathing was deep and heavy. I could see the bulges in their shorts now, very clearly, whenever their hips separated for a moment.
Mark's hands shot down to Tim's waist and grabbed his shirt, pulling it up over his head.
Tim growled and ran his hands over Mark's already bare chest. I was jealous - I wanted to touch that chest too. Watching him run his hands greedily over the skin was already turning me on as well.
Neither of them seemed to be aware of me at all, though.
I looked over at the door. It was shut. It certainly wasn't secure though. Anyone could walk in at any time. Not that people did very often. But still.
"You're mine," Mark growled at Tim, "Say it."
"I'm yours," he muttered pawing at Mark's shorts. "Anything you want."
"Undo my pants. Take it all off," Mark said. His voice was calmly commanding. He was a man who was used to being obeyed, I thought.
Tim fell to his knees in front of Mark and began grappling with his button and zipper. He was in a frenzy, and almost tore the front wide open.
