| Author: | Elsie Sinclair | ISBN: | 9781310098710 |
| Publisher: | Elsie Sinclair | Publication: | July 14, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Elsie Sinclair |
| ISBN: | 9781310098710 |
| Publisher: | Elsie Sinclair |
| Publication: | July 14, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Jennifer finds herself in a world where public sex has become commonplace. Her coworker, Colette, is encouraging her to give it a try, but Jen isn’t sure. She did get excited when she watched that couple fucking on the train. But exposing herself to strangers? It sounds scary. Maybe if they do it together…
EXCERPT:
Through the transparent table, Jennifer could see up Colette’s skirt. Colette was wearing a very sexy black thong that barely covered the soft, smooth mound of flesh beneath it. In that position, the thong was pulled taut enough against her pale skin, that Jennifer could see the outline of Colette’s lips through the fabric. Jennifer suddenly worried that the cartoon kittens on her own panties weren’t sexy enough.
Jennifer felt butterflies in her stomach. She’d never done anything like this before. She looked across at Colette, who was sipping her coffee.
“I can tell you’re excited already,” said Colette.
“What?” asked Jennifer.
Colette pointed between Jennifer’s legs. “Your panties are already getting wet.” Jennifer blushed. “Don’t be embarrassed,” Colette laughed. “That’s sexy. I can’t wait to see what you’re hiding under there. You should drink up, before it gets cold.”
Jennifer sipped from her own cup. Wow, it really was a great cup of coffee. She kind of expected them to half-ass the beverages, relying on the sex to bring the patrons in. “So,” she said, “How long do we wait until…”
Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She turned to see the smiling face of the man she has selected on the tablet. He was nude except for a pair of black boxer-briefs. Across from her, she saw that the red-haired girl, who was dressed in only a pair of sheer black panties and a black, lace bra, had made her way to Colette. The man began rubbing Jennifer’s shoulders from behind. His hands felt amazing. She closed her eyes and released a long, contented sigh. He really did know what he was doing, and he wasn’t even below her shoulders yet.
She slowly opened her eyes and was greeted by the sight of the redhead kissing Colette’s neck and pulling down the thin straps of her tank top to expose her breasts. Jennifer let her gaze roam across Colette’s perfectly round tits. The redhead left a trail of soft kisses from Colette’s throat down to her cleavage as her middle finger traced a line from the underside of Colette’s left breast up to the nipple, which she then squeezed and rolled slowly between her finger and thumb. She continued teasing that nipple with her fingers while she made circles around the other nipple with her tongue.
Jennifer tore her attention away from Colette long enough to notice that the straps of her own top were being similarly pulled down. Per Colette’s suggestion, she hadn’t worn a bra today, and the only things keeping the entire room from being able to see her bare chest were the man’s firm but gentle hands cupping her breasts.
“How’s your coffee?”
“Huh?” said Jennifer. Her attention suddenly snapped back to her friend across the table. Colette was grinning from ear to ear and staring at Jennifer.
Approximately 8,155 words.
Features: Exhibitionism, voyeurism, heterosexual sex, lesbian sex, bisexual MFF three way, dirty talking.
Jennifer finds herself in a world where public sex has become commonplace. Her coworker, Colette, is encouraging her to give it a try, but Jen isn’t sure. She did get excited when she watched that couple fucking on the train. But exposing herself to strangers? It sounds scary. Maybe if they do it together…
EXCERPT:
Through the transparent table, Jennifer could see up Colette’s skirt. Colette was wearing a very sexy black thong that barely covered the soft, smooth mound of flesh beneath it. In that position, the thong was pulled taut enough against her pale skin, that Jennifer could see the outline of Colette’s lips through the fabric. Jennifer suddenly worried that the cartoon kittens on her own panties weren’t sexy enough.
Jennifer felt butterflies in her stomach. She’d never done anything like this before. She looked across at Colette, who was sipping her coffee.
“I can tell you’re excited already,” said Colette.
“What?” asked Jennifer.
Colette pointed between Jennifer’s legs. “Your panties are already getting wet.” Jennifer blushed. “Don’t be embarrassed,” Colette laughed. “That’s sexy. I can’t wait to see what you’re hiding under there. You should drink up, before it gets cold.”
Jennifer sipped from her own cup. Wow, it really was a great cup of coffee. She kind of expected them to half-ass the beverages, relying on the sex to bring the patrons in. “So,” she said, “How long do we wait until…”
Before she could finish her sentence, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She turned to see the smiling face of the man she has selected on the tablet. He was nude except for a pair of black boxer-briefs. Across from her, she saw that the red-haired girl, who was dressed in only a pair of sheer black panties and a black, lace bra, had made her way to Colette. The man began rubbing Jennifer’s shoulders from behind. His hands felt amazing. She closed her eyes and released a long, contented sigh. He really did know what he was doing, and he wasn’t even below her shoulders yet.
She slowly opened her eyes and was greeted by the sight of the redhead kissing Colette’s neck and pulling down the thin straps of her tank top to expose her breasts. Jennifer let her gaze roam across Colette’s perfectly round tits. The redhead left a trail of soft kisses from Colette’s throat down to her cleavage as her middle finger traced a line from the underside of Colette’s left breast up to the nipple, which she then squeezed and rolled slowly between her finger and thumb. She continued teasing that nipple with her fingers while she made circles around the other nipple with her tongue.
Jennifer tore her attention away from Colette long enough to notice that the straps of her own top were being similarly pulled down. Per Colette’s suggestion, she hadn’t worn a bra today, and the only things keeping the entire room from being able to see her bare chest were the man’s firm but gentle hands cupping her breasts.
“How’s your coffee?”
“Huh?” said Jennifer. Her attention suddenly snapped back to her friend across the table. Colette was grinning from ear to ear and staring at Jennifer.
Approximately 8,155 words.
Features: Exhibitionism, voyeurism, heterosexual sex, lesbian sex, bisexual MFF three way, dirty talking.
