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The Trouble with Hawk…

Published February 28, 2021 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

She watched from a dark corner of the pub, sipping her vodka while her body tingled with excitement. Tonight was the night she’d get him in her bed and nobody would get in her way. Nobody. Her gaze swept the dance floor, her eyes narrowing at the tiny woman nestled against his chest, her hands around his waist as if she owned him.
“Not for much longer, babe,” she muttered, knocking back the last of her vodka. 
Catching the bartenders eyes she ordered another with a sexy smirk. Jed was easy.
“Another sweetness?” he grinned.
“Please, babe,” she blew him a kiss. 
“Don’t usually see you in here on a Thursday.”
“Time for a change,” her eyes hit her man, her tongue moistened her lips in anticipation of her reward. “Dance night seemed a good idea,” she nodded to the dance floor, accepting her drink.
“Enjoy,” he nodded, walking off to serve other customers.
“Oh, I will,” she murmured.

Unknown to Lila, the watcher, she was being watched by Hawk, who smirked each time he saw her shoot daggers at the little woman in his cousins arms. Ethan and Clara were an item and had just gotten engaged. This was their first night out since the party. He remembered Lila from college, though hadn’t realised she’d returned home. She’d been a minx then and it looked like she was out to cause trouble again. Sighing, he finished his beer putting the empty glass on the table and headed to the bar right beside where Lila stood. There was no way in hell he’d let Lila ruin another relationship after she nearly destroyed his brother.
Ignoring her, he ordered another pint, turning away to look over the room tapping his foot to the music as it pounded through the floor and air. Jed knocked on the bar, Hawk smiled picking up his pint, handing Jed some money.
“Ta, Jed. Looks like a good night,” he said.
“Usually are on dance night,” he replied walking away.

Lila licked her lips, her eyes wandering over the tall, dark haired, broad shouldered man who’d appeared beside her. Her eyes moved over his body, taking in his tight buttocks, and large rough looking hands as he bopped to the music. She knew he must be a regular due to knowing Jed by name. Her hands itched to scrape through his short curls.
Her eyes snapped back to Ethan and his dizzy little woman, her eyes travelling over his body before flicking back to the man in front of her. Smiling, she put her vodka down, sitting on the stool behind her and accidently on purpose kicking the stranger.
“Oh, sorry,” she murmured when Hawk turned, his indigo eyes on her, roving over her face and body as if he didn’t know her. Lila’s breathing hitched at the sight of his sculptured face with the beginnings of scruff on his chin.
“Apology accepted,” she watched him turn away, and sip his beer.
Narrowing her eyes, she glared at him for ignoring her. Knocking back her third vodka she tried again.
“Not seen you in here before?”
“Don’t come often,” his eyes stayed on those dancing. “Can’t say I’ve seen you here either,” he twirled around leaning his elbows on the damp wooden bar trying not to wince as the sticky beer stuck to his leather jacket. “You got a name?”
Lila licked her lips, biting the bottom one when he turned to start at her. “Lila,” she murmured. “What about you?”
“Call me, Hawk,” he turned back to his drink, soothing his throat with another gulp. “You new in town?”
“Yeah. Arrived last week, still finding my way around.”
Hawk had to turn away to stop from spluttering in his beer at her lies. “What you come here for? Not much going on.”
“Change of pace in life. Had enough of the rat race in the city?”
“What were you doing in the city?”
“Lawyer.”
His hand stilled as the memories of what she’d done to his brother shattered through his mind, his anger building. He clenched the handle of his beer glass tighter, blowing out a quiet breath, counting to ten.
“The town has a Lawyer, doubt it needs another.”
“Change of job, change of scene. You wanna dance?”
“Nah. I’m not a dancer, you go ahead.”
“Come one,” she grinned, grabbing his hand. He nearly recoiled from her touch, before straightening up, leaving his beer on the bar and following Lila onto the dance floor. “Ethan and Clara shot him a look of surprise before grinning. Hawk sighed, placing a hand on Lila’s shoulder and one at her waist, swaying along to the music with her.
Lila stepped into his body, her breath whispering across his neck making him shudder, while her hands moved around his neck. He looked down into her cerulean blue eyes, wishing he hadn’t. She stared at him a frown deepening on her forehead.
“I feel like we’ve meet before,” she murmured.
“Not possible. I’ve rarely go out of town and I would’ve remembered you if we’d met before.” Feeling her fingers tangle with his hair, he stepped away. “Excuse me, I need a drink,” He lifted her hand, kissing the back and let go, returning to the bar and his cold beer.”

You okay man?” said Jed.
“I’ll survive. It’s been a long day.”
“You won’t survive long if Lila gets her claws into you, Hawk.”
“I’m not as stupid as my brother,” he growled.
“I wasn’t sure if you remembered…”
“Trying to distract her from Ethan. She don’t know I know who she is… yet.”
“Here she comes,” Jed nodded with a smirk. “Good luck, you’re gonna need it with the game you’re playing.”
“Give us a whisky, Jed.”
“With you in a tick, Hawk,” and walked away to serve a few other customers.

“You could’ve waited until the song was over,” she said.
“Told you I hate dancing,” he downed half his beer when Jed put down a shot of whisky on the rocks for him. Hawk handed over some notes, picking up the whisky knocking it down, enjoying the burn down his throat, he slammed the glass on the bar. Grabbing his beer he finished it off getting to his feet exaggerating his drunkenness as he straightened. “Time to get home, early morning…” he trailed off, blinking, frowned and headed for the door.
“Hawk,” she called after him, He turned quickly nearly landing on his arse.
“What you want now?”
“You can’t drive like that,” she walked after him as he lurched out the door, staggering down the steps.
“What me. Do it plenty of times,” he chuckled, heading for his Landrover. He slammed into the side, removing his keys, trying to get them in the lock. Lila snatched them out of his hands, unlocked the car before dragging him around to the passenger side.
“Get in. I’ll drive.”
“I don’t know you. You might…”
“In, Hawk.”
“Fine,” he grumbled sliding into the seat, closing his eyes. By the time Lila got into the drivers side he was snoring his head off.
“Where the hell do you live?” she shook him several times to no avail. “Shit,” starting the car she took him back to the house her dad had left her. Fifteen minutes later, she slowed the car to a stop, turning the engine off she looked over at Hawk who was still asleep. Getting out of the car she slammed the door and moved to the passenger door. Opening it, Hawk slid sideways hitting the gravel driveway with a groan.
“Fuck.”
“Get the hell up and I’ll help you inside.”
Crawling the rest of the way out of the car he climbed to his feet using his car for support, his eyes blinking open, though unfocused.
“Where the hell am I.”
“My place. Put your hand on my shoulder, I’ll take you to the guest room.”
“Wanna go home,” he muttered.
“Not happening until tomorrow.”
Finally inside the house he slumped on the couch and pretended to snore again enjoying the muttered swears leaving her lush lips… ‘What’ he thought. A blanket was thrown over him, distracting his thoughts, lights flicked off and quiet descended.
Waiting for fifteen minutes, Hawk sat up, resting his head back wondering why he’d pretended to be drunk. At least he knew where she was living, though he still didn’t know why she was home. Her dad had passed away over six months prior, she didn’t even turn up to his funeral.

Sultry Sexcapades – Friends and Lovers

Published January 25, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

Tony became a good friend as well as a lover to both of us. Unusual I know, though it seemed to work. Meanwhile, I was organising a girls’ night out with my mates while Cody goes out with his—which now included Tony. We were all meeting as couples for dinner and then finding out own entertainment. A nightclub or a pub with a dance floor would be great. No idea what the boys would do.  Darts—the thought made me giggle.

We had a quick afternoon tea once Cody arrived then went upstairs to get ready. Of course, I had to…wouldn’t that be telling. You don’t want to know really—do you?

Go on then…

Yes, I sat on our bed watching him strip, catching me watching he wriggled his butt at me. Sadly, it was out of reach for me to smack. He’s a cheeky sod at times. Can you imagine a man dancing to imaginary music while doing a striptease? God it was…awesome. His fingers popped his tiny shirt buttons one by one as he danced and swayed in front of me. His shirt finally hanging open, showing his lovely chest. Though we were used to wearing collars, it was still a bit of a shock to see it. I wanted to reach up, but he shimmered backwards shaking his finger at me and grinned. Undoing the cuffs, shrugging the shirt off his shoulders it floated to the floor settling over his bare feet. Kicking it up in the air, he tossed it into the washing basket behind him.
“Clever sod.”
“You want me. I know you do.”
“Always and forever. Hurry up,” I fanned my face, my body buzzing with desire, butterflies tumbling in my stomach.
“Nice and slow, babe.” he taunted, opening the button on his trousers, then his zipper he turned away from me, bending over wriggling his butt and pushing down his trousers. This time I did manage to smack him. “Naughty wife,” he mock glared, slowly pushing down his boxers until both were around his feet. Standing straight, he kicked them away and stood his back to me, his head looked over his shoulder to see what I would do.
Finally, he turned. One hand wrapped around his dick the other massaging his balls.
“Beautiful,” I murmured.
“This what you want, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” my eyes wandered over his lush naked body, settling and watching him masturbate. He was making me wet, my thighs squeezed tight, “I want him inside me, Cody.”
“I know,” he smirked. “Take your clothes off. I’m going for a shower.”
The bugger walked away, still stroking his dick and into the damn shower. Mean sod. Should I attack or back off and… I smiled. I knew exactly what I would do. Opening my walk-in closet, I stripped off my clothes, dropping them to the floor. Opening a drawer, I took out my red corset and put it on along with my barely-there thong and heels. Brushing my hair, I went back to the bed and lay down with a box of toys beside me, the lid open…waiting. Hearing the shower stop, I posed as sexily as I could—don’t laugh, it’s quite hard to do even with a small baby tummy. The shower door opened, Cody stood in the doorway, rubbing his hair with his towel, his genitals jiggling about. I pouted as he brushed his hair back looking over at the bed. God, you should’ve seen his face, never mind his dick responding to near-immediate hardness.
“Ready to make love to me now, darling?”
“You’re a sexy wench,” he muttered striding over to the bed, he hauled me closer to him, my lips slipped over his shaft. Cody groaned, tightening his fingers on my shoulders until they tangled with my hair letting him drive his pole into my mouth. “Divine, Shelby,” I flicked my eyes upwards seeing his were closed. “I love your mouth,” he pulled out, tipping up my chin, “though I love your sheath a hell of a lot more.
I slid backwards on my butt, opening my legs, his desire filled eyes swept over my lush pink lips. Not a hair in sight. Just the narrow strip of my thong.
“I want him in here,” I spread my pussy lips open, pushing my longest finger in my sheath with a sigh, my eyes flickering shit for a moment.
“Pinch your clit. Make yourself climax,” he said. I stared at him, watching him continue to masturbate with slow strokes. I began to thrust my finger inside me, enjoying the heat pressing against my finger. I added another one letting my thumb drift over my clit, rubbing it. I thrust my fingers faster, my thumb pressing my clit then pinching it hard. I went over with a sigh making my orgasm continue with pressure on my clitoris. Damn, it felt good, not as good as Cody does.
Looking at him, I smiled, removing my fingers, holding them out to him, he knelt on the end of the bed, taking my hand in his sucking my fingers
“You liked?”
“God yes, it’s erotic watching you get yourself off. I nearly came myself.” He pushed me back on our bed, climbing up my body. His dick moving straight inside, my muscles opening to receive him, gobbling his length until he stopped. His throbbing had me closing my eyes until I felt his lips against mine. Opening my mouth, his tongue thrust in battling with mine. I smiled against his lips, breaking the kiss. He lifted his body.
“You feel sensational, Cody,” my hands moved down his beautiful back, grabbing his butt cheeks. “Now screw me.”
“You’re a wicked woman,” he trailed kisses down my throat, between my breasts until he got my beauty spot. I shivered. He continued down my body, kissing between the ribbons of the corset, ignoring my hard nubs, licking my tummy button and kissing my small rounded stomach. Looking up at me, he smiled. “How’s our baby?”
“Good, growing, making me sick and totally horny. Please, Cody, will you make love to me now…”
“Love it when you beg,” he smirked. He withdrew to his tip, pushing slowly back inside, at the same time he leant down attacking my nipples and the piercings, tugging on them harder as he thrust quicker. I lifted my legs, pulling him closer, lifting my hips.
“Yes. Feels so good, Cody.”
“I love your corset, now let’s get it off you so I can enjoy your body better.”
Releasing the ribbons and hooks my corset feel to my sides, I lifted my back, and he pulled it away from my body.
“Take me.”
“I intend to, darling.”
Cody made sweet slow love to me, his dick brushing over my g-spot with his piercing enticing my moans to release. He pulled me closer, going deeper.
“Please, Cody,”
“Yes, my love,” he began to move faster, I felt my muscles start to clench him harder, my orgasm climbing.
“Faster,” I pushed up against his every thrust.
“Yes,” he sat up, holding my hips hard, body arching as he groaned, releasing. I felt his seed hit my hot sheath walls and tightened my grip around him as he continued with small jerks of his hips. “Tight, hot…damn Shelby,” he muttered his hands coming back down beside my shoulders. “I love you so much,” he smiled, kissing me quickly.
“That was beautiful,” I giggle. He muttered and withdrew, making me laugh harder.
“Naughty wife. Now we need to get ready to go out.”
“Bugger.”
“More later.”
“Yes, please.”
We arrived at the restaurant to find our friends already sitting at our reserved table. Even Tony was there, and he had his arm around a rather lovely buxom young woman with blonde curls and pretty blue eyes. A stab of jealousy hit me.
“He does have his own life too, Shelby.”
“I know. It’s just the first time I’ve seen him with someone else. Doesn’t it bother you?”
“Nope. I’ve got you, my lovely wife.”
“Is this when I should say oops. I shouldn’t need or want anyone but you.”
“We’re exploring, this was bound to happen. If you want, we can stop for a while.”
“Discuss later. We’d better go over, or they’ll think something is wrong.”
The head waiter walked us across the restaurant, Tony stood pulling out two seats beside him.
“Evening, Tony,” I kissed his cheek.
“Good evening. We thought you…” the table chuckled. I’m sure Cody flushed.
“Apologies for keeping you waiting.”
“No worries, mate. We were getting to know Tony and his date a bit better,” said Shane.
“You going to introduce us, Tony?”
“Cody, Shelby this is my little sister Isabella.”
“Never knew you had a sister,” replied Cody. “It’s lovely to meet you, Isabella.”
“Nice to meet you too, Cody. You’re Tony’s boss?”
“Head of Department,” he smiled.
“What about you, Shelby?”
“Work from home, but mainly a woman of leisure—well until our little one arrives.”
“You’re pregnant,” squealed Jelvet, “and you didn’t tell us!”
“I just did,” I smirked.
“Congratulations,” said Shane. “Now let’s order and eat.”

Dinner was delicious. I had steak with chunky chips and lemon water. Cody…well he was undecided for a while and ended up with a burger—one of his favourites. We all chatted, laughed and got to know Isabella who was joining Cheryl, Jelvet and I for a dance session, while our men went and had man-time fun or whatever they call it.
Happy, linking arms, with Isabella and I in the middle we said bye to the men.
“Meet us at ‘The Black Bear’ before closing,” Cody said.
“We can get ourselves home, you know,” I retorted.
“We know,” he replied. “Just thought using the car would be cheaper than a taxi.”
“We’ll see. Let’s go, girls,” and we marched out of the door.
“Were to Shelby?”
“What places do you like, Isabella?”
“I don’t go out much, so one of you had better pick. I wouldn’t even know which pubs have dance-floors.”
“How about we start at this end and work our way through,” said Cheryl.
“Great idea,” replied Jelvet. “Now let’s try here,” they entered the first pub which was now a bar and restaurant.
“Perhaps we can have dessert while we’re here!” I said.
“Always hungry now, Shelby?”
“Yep and horny,” I whispered, making them all burst into giggles much to the amusement of other patrons. We ordered drinks at the bar and wandered through the pub, finding a table and seat and sat down with a sigh. I, for one, was glad to be off my feet.
“Glad you didn’t say that any louder,” said Cheryl, “or there’d be a queue of…”
That was when I looked up and saw Benedict who was smiling down a young woman who looked quite a lot like him though she was white…ok pink…you know what I mean. He must have felt eyes on him because he looked straight at me and smiled.
“Who is that delicious piece of…”
“A friend.”
“I don’t believe you know Benedict.” gasped Isabella.
“How did you meet him?”
“Cody introduced me to him a while back, Jelvet. Who’s he with?”
“His big sister, Charleigh.”
“Gosh, she’s so tiny.”
“They’re heading our way.”
“Hello ladies, Shelby. How are you?”
“Good, thank you, Benedict. Who’s your…”
“This is Charleigh, my sister,” he grinned, tucking her into his side.
“Honestly, Ben, I can look after myself, you know. How do you know these ladies, or shouldn’t I ask?”
“This is Shelby. I’m a friend of her husbands, and I don’t know the others,” he raised a brow to me.
“This is Isabella, Cheryl on the far right and Jelvet it sitting beside me. Would you like to join us?”
“No husband tonight, Shelby?”
“Men’s night out.”
“We’ll leave you to it then. Enjoy your evening.”
“Bye, girls,” said Charleigh.
“I still don’t believe…” she trailed off and bit her lip. “Let’s go and dance.”
We shrugged as Isabella walked off, taking our drinks we followed. The dance floor was packed, hot bodies grinding against each other, hands waving in the air, drinks sloshed, never mind people crashing into each other. I’m starting to wonder why the hell I wanted to dance. Sighing I closed my eyes basking in the music, feeling the vibrations through my feet. Opening my eyes again and my friends were nowhere to be seen. Hands landed on my hips from behind, looking over my shoulder. I saw Benedict smiling down at me. I pressed my bum back against him.
“Naughty, Shelby.”
“You know where my friends are?”
“Back at your table worried about you. Isabella asked me to come find you.”
I turned in his arms. “Is there something between you and Isabella?”
“No. I don’t know her. Why?”
“She seems to know you…or perhaps what you do.”
“There’s no shame in what I do. Meanwhile, before you make me rock hard, may I escort you back to your table and your lovely friends can stop worrying.”
“Thanks. I could do with another drink.”
“There’s a jug of water on your table with clean glasses.”
“You are a perfect escort,” we walked towards the back of the pub to get around the crowd. “I need the bathroom,” he nodded, leading me down a hallway indicating the ladies’ room he leant against the wall to wait. 
My bladder now happy I moved back to the hallway, Benedict took my hand tangling our fingers, pulling me against him.
“You are beautiful,” he kissed my forehead. I looked up gasping, releasing my fingers. I started back to my table. “I’m sorry, Shelby. I didn’t mean to…”
“No. Forget it,” I shook my head.
His hand landed on my waist, sending a tremor through me. Back at the table, the girls stopped talking, smiling at my return.
“Thank goodness Benedict found you, we were getting worried and wanted to move on too.”
“I just need a glass of water then we can go. Thank you for the rescue, Benedict.”
“Welcome. Now I’d better get back to my sister. She gets into mischief…” he glared at the bar seeing a man getting all handsy and touchy with Charleigh.
“We’d better not get on the wrong side of you,” giggle Cheryl.
“Protector is me,” he nodded and left us staring after him.
“You ok, Shelby? You look a bit flushed,” said Isabella.
“Still hot. I need some fresh air. Let’s go.”

We continued working our way through the few pubs finally landing in ‘The Black Bear’ with a small glass of wine and a comfy seat. My feet were knackered, and I’d love a foot massage. Luckily it wasn’t long until the men joined us. I kicked off my shoes, putting them on Cody’s knees. Smiling his fingers soon had me relaxing though I had to bite my lip to stop from groaning. He was so good at making my body hum.
“Looks like you tired my darling wife out.”
“She did a lot of dancing, even danced with Benedict,” said Isabella.
“I thought you sent him to find me. We didn’t dance for long,” I replied.
“Bella,” said Tony. “What was all that about?”
“Do you know who and what Benedict is?” she snapped.
“Yes,” said Cody and Tony together.
“Who and what is he?” said Shane sitting down with another round of drinks.
“Benedict is an escort,” said Cody.
“He has sex with … he’s a man-whore…”
“For the love of god, Bella. Shut up before you get yourself in deeper shit… Evening Benedict, Charleigh, glad you could join us,” Benedict sat beside Isabella who gulped.
“It isn’t what you think, Isabella,” he laughed.
“I’d prefer you not to call him a man-whore either,” scowled Charleigh.
“Damn,” Isabella looked down at her hands. Benedict took one of her hands in his, standing her up. She tried to free her hand.
“Hush. I’m not going to hurt you or anyone else. Let’s go out into the garden bar and talk.” Isabella looked at her brother, who smiled and nodded.
“You’re quite safe with Benedict. Let him explain.” They walked away.
Cheryl turned to Tony. “What is he then?”
“He’s an escort. That’s it unless the woman wants more. If sex is involved, it is always protected.”
“A Gigolo?”
“He isn’t an escort to make money. He’s rich enough in his own right. It’s a job to him, one where he can help others with their sexual needs.”
“Including men?” said Shane. Paul nearly spat out his beer, making them all laugh.
“I’ve never asked.”
“How do you know all this, Tony?”
“He’s a good friend from University.”
“Hey look at Shelby,” giggled Jelvet.
“I heard that,” I muttered. “I’m not asleep, not quite.”
“I think I’d best take her home.”
“Thanks, Cody.”
“I’d better check on Isabella. I’ll see you on Monday, Tony. It’s been a great night. Thank you for the invite.”
“Night, Cody, Shelby,” and Tony left.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Cody smiled at me, putting my shoes on my feet. “Time to get out of here. It’s been good to get out. We’ll do it again soon.”
“Night,” they chorused.
We left, snuggled together back to our car arriving home half an hour later.

Shelby had fallen asleep in the car. Not feeling her husband carry her into the house, and put her to bed. She didn’t wake until the following morning, spooned against Cody’s chest and throbbing dick.

Sultry Sexcapades – Swingers Party

Published December 14, 2019 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

My pussy was throbbing as soon as we stepped into the party. I’d never realised how erotic moans and groans of sexual anticipation could be. There was an area where couples could get to know each other, which is where we headed and found Jackson and Sasha. It seemed Cody was correct about Sasha…she was a submissive and knelt on the floor beside him in a skimpy outfit with a collar and leash. I’m not sure I liked the leash, it made me feel…useless, I wanted to break it and look after her, make sure she was safe.
I hadn’t noticed Jackson watch my reaction. He patted the chair beside him and smiled.
“Let’s talk, Shelby.”
“I don’t…” my eyes lowered to Sasha.
“Hush now. Let me explain while your husband looks around.”
“O-ok.”
“I’ll be fine. I promise to behave.”
“You’d better,” he kissed my cheek.
“Shelby.” I turned from watching my husband walk away, his tight butt getting glances from other men and women.
“Yes.”
“You know I’m a swinger, I’m also a BDSM Master and Sasha is my submissive. Do you know anything about submissives’?”
“No. Only what I’ve read.”
“Which is usually wrong.” he chuckled. “Sasha my love, I’d like you to say hello to Ms Shelby.”
Sasha looked up with huge hazel doe eyes and a smile. “It’s lovely to meet you, Ms Shelby.”
“You can ask Sasha anything about being a submissive even though you won’t become one, it will ease your mind.”
“Thank you, Jackson.”
“Welcome. I’m going to get some drinks, what would you like? The bar is dry as in no alcohol to keep everyone safe.”
“Apple juice please.”
“The same please, Master.”
“Keep my chair warm, Sasha.”
“With great pleasure, Master,” she smiled.
“I see you enjoy the role of submissive.”
“It is a life decision. I love the way he looks after me and how he gives me the best orgasms.”
“You submit to him.”
“I’m still in overall control. I’m sure you’ve read about safe words. When they’re used, the master stops what he is doing and checks his or her submissive is all right.”
“My husband said there are male submissives’ as well.”
“Yep. Do you know Jamie – I presume you met Jackson at the toy shop?”
“Yes. She’s wonderful.” I smiled.
“Jamie is a Madam or Mistress. She has a submissive male who adores the ground she walks on. He’s loving and funny and is rarely far from her side.”
“Except when at work…”
“How’s the chat going.”
“Good, but hearing all this moaning, groaning and occasional scream is…”
“Go find your husband. There are some private rooms you can use.”
“Thank you, Sasha,” I said and began to hunt for my darling.

Cody—from what I could see, was watching a foursome. Well, that’s what it looked like too me. He was so enthralled he didn’t notice my approach until I put my arm around his waist. He looked down at me, kissing my nose. I looked him up and down and noticed his rock-hard dick which he couldn’t hide even if he wanted to. My hand moved to his trousers, rubbing his length up and down.
“You’re asking for trouble,” he muttered, biting my earlobe.
“You can have trouble…In a private room if you wish,” I murmured back.
“What do you think? Did you get sorted with Jackson?”
“Yes, and yes,” I smiled and turned to watch the two couples enjoying each other’s bodies. “How do you know they’ve swapped partners?”
“Generally, I’d say I don’t know. However, I saw one of the couples when they arrived.”
One woman was on her knees, her shoulders on a pillow while the man behind her ate her out as she pushed against his face, squealing with delight. “Please fuck me,” she moaned. The man pulled back, licking his lips.
“You taste bloody good.” He pulled on a condom, lining up his dick. Looking over at the other couple who smiled he continued. “Here I cum,” he thrust to her core making her scream.
“You’re so big. God, I love big.”
“Pound her man,” said her husband. “She loves it hard and fast.”
“Yes. Hard and fast,” she shoved back onto his dick as he began to plough her hole.
Meanwhile, the woman’s husband was getting a blow-job.
“Take him deeper, sweetheart,” he moaned, biting his lip.
“Is this deep enough,” she slid a condom on his dick and sank over his length. “Oh my. You feel so different,” she sighed, lifting up and down and mewling when he thrust.
“So hot, sweetheart,” he leant back on his hands enjoying the sensations. His wife suddenly screamed making him chuckle. He closed back into the woman massaging her breasts enjoying her soft sighs. She rocked harder, clutching his length and they shuddered together as they climaxed and collapsed on top of each other.

“God that was…”
I dragged him to a private room shutting and locking the door behind us. I needed him urgently and soon had him stripped naked while I moved to my knees sucking his hard-thick dick only just getting my mouth around him. Watching swingers certainly had its advantages…I dived down sucking hard.
“Fuck Shelby,” his hands held my head steady as I enjoyed his dick. Pulling off I sucked one of his balls into my mouth, then the other and he arched into me. The weights on his taint enticing me further. I licked my way between his legs tugging the weights with my mouth. “Do that again and I’ll cum,” he growled.
Moving back, sitting on my heels I smiled up at him. “Fuck me.”
“With the greatest of pleasure.” He picked me up escorting me to the couch pushing me over the back until my breasts were pressed into the couch, my weights making me sigh as they pulled my nipples. I felt his hands lift my dress and move to my pussy pushing my thong to one side. Next moment his dick was hitting my core making me squeal. “I love the feel of you wrapped around my dick, Shelby.”
We moved together sending sparks flying as we climbed higher and higher, our bodies slapping together, our juices mingling and our orgasm ringing out with our bodies trembling in climax. It was sublime. I hope we weren’t too loud. I loved milking his dick and holding him so he couldn’t move.
He leaned over me, pushing my dress over my head off my shoulders grabbing my naked breasts until he was tugging my weights. Another orgasm rolled through me as his massage increased and his hips continued to pump. I mewled, gripping him harder when he pulled my nipples, I scream my third orgasm. Panting I felt him slow his thrusts, my muscles relaxing as he withdrew, keeping his body over mine while he caught his breath.
“May I have my body back now, Cody?”
“Humm,” he stood back, helping me up and wrapping me in his arms.”
“Tell me, do we need to Swing?”
“Not at the moment, though I’m sure it could be fun at a later date.” he grinned. “It sure as hell made me horny…for you,” he kissed my nose.
“You were bloody huge, Cody. Perhaps we can come…”
“No. It wouldn’t be fair to other participants. If we come to a Swingers party in future, we’ll need to join in.”
“How about we try a threesome at some stage?”
“We already…”
“Someone we know, Cody and that wasn’t really a threesome, it was a surprise.”

There was a knock on the door.
“Yes?” yelled out Cody.
“The party is ending, you need to…”
“Yeah. We’ll be out shortly.”
“We can talk about it more at home.”
“Ok, Shelby.”
We dressed, making ourselves decent and left, not seeing Jackson or Sasha.

Sultry Sexcapades – To Swing or not To Swing

Published December 6, 2019 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

Life went back to normal in most senses of the word. Sex was still amazing especially when I felt Cody’s piercings entice my g-spot to a higher level. It felt amazing.

Since we’d returned home, Cody had gone to the sex toy shop and spoken to the guys there. With their assistance, he’d bought some small weights for his taint and my nipples. I knew he was also looking at stretching his scrotum as well though he was a bit leery of the straps he’d have to use. Apparently, the guys at the shop told him to wait until all his piercings had healed totally and then they’d make sure he got the correct items.

Cody came home happy. Dumping his briefcase on the floor in the foyer and taking me in his arms kissing me soundly.
“Someone had a good day,” I giggled.
“You are my good day, Shelby,” he nibbled my ear.
“What are you wanting now,” I stepped back with a smirk.
“I got you a gift…for later.”
I lifted my brows, folding my arms under my breasts. His eyes moved to my breasts so lifted my top up and over my head letting it fall to the carpet.
“You seem interested in my ample bosom,” I cupped them, lifting them higher making him groan.
“I’m looking forward to suckling them later, darling. Meanwhile, what’s to eat. I’m starving.”
“You and food,” I rolled my eyes turning away. He grabbed me again whirling me around holding my head our eyes meeting and kissed my nose before releasing me.
“I also have an idea…you may enjoy.” he left me standing staring after him moving up the stairs dropping his clothes as he went. Turning the corner at the top of the stairs he dropped his boxers wriggled his butt and then turned jerking his hips, his dick jumping out. I shook my head laughing in near hysterics as I went back to the kitchen to finish cooking dinner. How I loved my man, it was no wonder we married. With one hand stirring the pan my other moved to my collar, playing with it, smiling in contentment.

Cody returned in jeans and a t-shirt; his damp hair brushed back on his head. He came into the kitchen, taking a beer out of the fridge, tossing the lid in the bin he stood beside me sipping straight from the bottle.
“I thought we could go out on Friday night.”
“That would be nice. Where too?”
“Your friend from the shop invited us to a swingers party…if you want to go and investigate.”
“I don’t need to have sex with anyone but you, Cody.”
“You don’t have to, however, perhaps we can learn a few more things.”
“You really want to go, don’t you?”
“I… I want to know what it’s all about, Shelby. I realise you only want me. I just need to satisfy my curiosity a bit more.”
“Fair enough. Perhaps we can go for an hour.”
“You are a wonderful partner and wife, Shelby. I love you so damn much,” he pulled me in for a kiss, instead, he got a splotch of sauce on his nose making me giggle. “Remember revenge will be sweet.”
“Of the chocolate kind I hope?” I moved to get two plates out of the cupboard, he passed me with the cutlery, smacking my butt along the way.
“Naughty but nice. Time to eat.”

Dinner was a beef stir-fry with all the vegetables we loved, though a great meal it wasn’t a patch on the gift Cody had bought.
We were in our bedroom, disrobed to our underwear. I was dancing up and down in excitement when he caught me with a kiss, handing me a small red box with a gold ribbon bow on top. Slowly I opened the lid looking at the delicate hearts inside.
“What are they?”
“The weight of my love for you which grows stronger each day.”
“They’re beautiful. What…” I saw the clips and smiled. “Decoration for my nipple rings,” I flicked my eyes up at him.
“Yes,” he grinned. “They are technically weights,” He picked them up moving my bra to under my breasts and clipped them onto the rings, I gasped at the weight then giggled, jiggling my breasts. Cody replaced my bra and handed me another box. This one was blue.
“What’s this?”
“They’re for my taint piercing. I’d like you to attach them,” I took the box and he dropped his boxers, his hard dick springing out ready for action.
“Blow job too, darling?”
“I won’t say no,” he smirked.
I moved to my knees; he opened his legs as I moved my mouth over her dick. He shuddered when my tongue wrapped around the head and pushed deeper until he hit the back of my throat and I hummed, reaching out for his taint piercing and clipping on the slightly bigger plain weights. I began to play, tugging them gently while enjoying his dick. His fingers tangled with my hair, pre-cum dripping into my mouth. He tasted yum. Withdrawing I stood up kissing him, sharing his taste. He pushed me onto the bed stripping the rest of my lingerie off my body and covering me with his rock-hard body.
“Are you going to wear them at work?”
“Yes. Like with the collar, nobody will know unless I open my shirt.” he grinned, his fingers cupping my breasts, tugging gently on the weights. “You are so beautiful,” his mouth went to my left nipple tugging the ring, sensations rained down on me, my pussy tingled with need, getting wetter by the moment.
“What about the ring?”
“I’ll do anything for you, my love,” his other hand delved into my wet heat, I arched my hips into him mewling when he pinched my clit. “Do you want me, darling?”
“Yes,” I moaned. His dick pushed inside until I’d enclosed his shaft with my heat. “You feel amazing, Cody.”
“I can’t get enough of you,” he began to move, thrusting in and out with slow hard strokes, building us both up. My hands moved over his back, to his gorgeous firm butt. I slid my finger down his crack. He jerked harder, my moans getting louder as my body flooded with fire. I pressed my finger on his hole wishing I could tug his weights. Cody thrust faster. “Cum with me, Shelby,” he groaned. I held his butt cheeks firmly, his dick and balls slapping my wet pussy.
“Now Cody,” I screamed, putting my legs up and holding him in place as my body shook with orgasm and he groaned releasing his cum to my core. It was heavenly as wave after wave entered my body until he had no more and with a sigh, we rolled to our sides, brushing the hair off each other’s faces, kissing and settling down for sleep.

Friday night finally arrived and I was standing in our bedroom, hands sweaty with nerves. I began pacing the floor, sitting on the bed then getting up again. This was how Cody found me. Frowning he took me into his arms.
“What’s wrong Hunny?”
“I’m not sure I can do this,” I said tearfully as he pulled me into his arms.
“You don’t have to, Shelby,” he kissed me.
“I-I don’t want to disappoint you.”
“You never could. I love you, silly,” he smiled kissing my nose. “How about we go out for dinner instead.
“You’d do that for me?”
“What did I just say, Shelby?”
“You love me,” I giggled. “Thank you, I’ve been getting more nervous as the afternoon passed.”
“Dinner it is then. Where would you like to go?”
“How about the Indian Restaurant which has just opened. I’ve heard it’s excellent.”
“Nice idea. You go shower and change while I make a booking. I’ll join you shortly,” he waggled his eyebrows making me laugh. Honestly, sometimes I didn’t know what to do with him…well, you know what I mean.

I loved our shower. I’m sure I’ve said this before. It was heavenly and one of the best gifts my husband had given us. It was a wedding anniversary present to ourselves. Turning the double heads on and the one from my pussy I was all set. Washing my hair, I let the hot water run down my back, my face lifted to the water cleansing my soft skin. Hands moved over my body with a soapy cloth, I moaned when it moved between my legs…there is something erotic about it when someone else is washing you. Slowly I lowered my face opening my eyes to grin at Cody. A quick kiss on my lips and he lifted me onto his waiting dick. Damn, he was huge tonight. It made me wonder if I was being over-anxious about the Swingers party. Sighing, he sank to my core and fucked me hard until we came together. Finishing our shower, we dressed and left for the new Indian restaurant.

Sitting at a table for two in a dimly lit restaurant was just the right thing for me. Love blossomed. A red rose in a vase, a kiss on the lips and glass of champagne and a beautiful meal of Korma Chicken Curry with rice. Their dessert was sublime.
It was as we were finishing that I spotted Jackson with a stunning woman sitting across from him. He must have felt my eyes as his head turned towards me. Seeing me he smiled and went back to his meal and guest.
“Did you know Jackson would be here tonight?”
“Huh…” Cody munched on his chocolate brownie. “Who?”
“Jackson, from the shop. Did you…”
“I heard you and no I didn’t know…that sounds wrong,” he chuckled. “Where is he?”
“Other side of the r… nope he’s standing beside you with his…”
“My fiancée, Sasha.” he chuckled. “Are you joining us tonight?” he looked at both of us. I
fidgeted in my seat and Cody started to shake his head.
“Yes,” I choked out. “Yes, for a short while,” I said a bit louder.
Cody’s nearly dropped his jaw in shock, instead, he smiled at Jackson. “We’ll be there in about half an hour,” he nodded to his dessert.
“Great, look forward to seeing you both.” They walked away; Sasha hadn’t said a word.
“Why didn’t…”
“Why did you…” we laughed. “You first, Shelby.”
“Why didn’t Sasha speak?”
“I’m not sure, perhaps she’s a submissive.”
“Right. Not sure I like that idea at all.”
“There are male submissives too, Hun.” he smiled. “Why did you say yes to the party. I thought you didn’t want to attend.”
“I don’t. Not really. Though going to have a look for half an hour won’t hurt…will it?” I looked at him, biting my lip.
“No. I’ll not let any harm come to you, darling,” he stretched his left hand across the table entwining our fingers.
“Thanks. You’ll owe me for this…” I smirked.
“God what have I gotten myself into now,” he sighed and finished off his dessert. “You want coffee or hot chocolate.”
“I want to get this party over and done with so we can go home and have hot drinks and even hotter…sex,” I replied.
“Deal.”

Sultry Sexcapades – Sexy Weekend at Home

Published November 11, 2019 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

I was standing in the kitchen an apron wrapped around my naked body when I felt his hands move over my curves. I nearly dropped my knife when his hands cupped my breasts tweaking my nipples.
“You do this on purpose?” he whispered in my ear, tugging the lobe with his teeth.
“What do you mean,” I bit my lip trying not to moan when his hands moved over my butt and between the cheeks.”
“I knew you did,” his hands slid down my thighs, spreading my legs apart slightly. I stilled in anticipation of his next move my breathing quickening. “So damn beautiful,” his tongue dipped through my pussy lips, licking me from clit to butt. “I love your taste.” I squirmed; his hands tightened on my hips as he moved quicker. I widened my legs further, inviting him in gasping loudly when his tongue pierced my sheath stroking over my g-spot. My whole body trembled with desire. My heart was racing, my hands clutching the counter for support when he pulled away, kissing up my back.
“What’s for dinner,” he turned me in his arms, kissing me deeply giving me a taste of myself.
“You’re a tease,” I giggled.
“Only as much of a tease as you are darling.”
“I thought we could have a naked night, cooking, cleaning, eating, etc.”
“Love the idea,” he moved me to the table, picking me up and sitting me on the edge, stepping between my legs.
“You need to take off all your clothes,” I whimpered, his fingers gliding under the apron and over my naked body.
“You need to take the apron off,” he smirked as he stepped back to remove his jeans and t-shirt.
“Don’t forget the boxers,” I licked my lips at his hidden hard length.
“Are you going to remove your apron?”
“I thought you’d like to,” my hands went to his hips, pushing his boxers down, they dropped to the floor as I curled one hand around his thick staff while he kicked his boxers away.
“Damn that feels so good,” I stroked him slowly, my other hand cupping his balls.
I was soon as naked as my husband, my nipples as hard as cherry pips. He picked up my legs making me squeal due to my balance. One hand behind me I continued to massage his balls. Meanwhile, my darling was stroking his dick up and down my pussy lips until he was satisfied, I was wet enough and pushed his tip inside. God, it felt sublime.
“I need more,” I whimpered. He dragged me closer to the edge of the table thrusting his dick to my core. “God,” I whimpered feeling the stretch of my muscles. “More,” the pressure built until his staff had totally disappeared. I felt so full, his throbbing dick making me wetter. I squeezed my muscles and smiled.
“Do that again,” he murmured jerking his hips making me mewl.
“Fuck me hard, darling.”
“Tell me when you’re ready to cum,” he kissed my lips trailed them down to my breasts where he suckled and bit my nipples increasing my desire. By the time he began to thrust in earnest I was hot and sweaty, my hands on his shoulders, moans and whimpers escaping my mouth as he ploughed me harder, deeper. I loved it. He lifted my feet to his shoulders, my hands dropped behind me on the table for better support. The changed position meant I could push up against him, our bodies started to slam together, our slick bodies sounding like someone was being smacked.
“Harder, darling.” The angle he was using increased my feelings, “please baby,” I whimpered, I’m so close.
“Fuck,” he muttered pushing faster and deeper, his tip scraped my g-spot.
“I’m cumming,” I wailed, my body tensing around his dick as he continued to pound me hard. “Oh god,” my muscles tightened further, my body felt like fireworks were about to go off. “Now, baby,” I screamed shuddering out of control as I let go watching the fireworks explode behind my eyes. I milked him for his cum, he roared out filling me to the brim, hips jerking gently against mine. My arms gave way, he gently lowered me back on the dining table, covering my body, nipping my hard nubs, then kissing my lips.
“I love you so much. This is a lovely surprise.”
“I thought you’d like it.” I bit my lips.
“What?”
“I booked us a trip away. A couples-only weekend, sexy public or private.” His body stilled though his dick seemed to like the idea as it grew inside me. “Learn more about ourselves and what we want from each other.”
“And all this?” he stood, though didn’t pull away.
“I thought on the nights we weren’t busy we could go naked, get comfortable.”
He thrust making me squeal in surprise.
“I like, though I thought it was my turn to surprise you?”
“You still can. All this week if we’re not going out and you can choose some things to do at the hotel, I thought you’d enjoy. It has a bed that turns and a mirror…harder,” I moaned as he began to fuck me again. He picked me up, my legs curled around his waist as he walked into the sunroom. Even though it was dark the garden lights lit the room, he opened the door walking outside, I squeaked in shock at his daring. His dick was now rock hard with his gentle thrusts as he walked to my favourite tree in our garden. I whimpered when he pulled out, my feet descended to the grass, I pouted with disappointment.
“Put your hands on the tree, darling.”
Desire rippled through me. I turned away from him holding on to the bark. He spread my legs, opening my crack and began to move my moisture to my butthole. I shivered. I’d enjoyed having him in my butt last time, though still preferred the normal way. Finally, he stood, his hands moving over my hips to my waist before cupping my breasts. His fingers tugged my nipples, his dick slid up and down my crack until he took one hand from my breast. ‘
“Please, baby.”
His dick moved through my pussy lips pushing into my sheath, though I moaned I was disappointed, I was sure he…Three thrusts and his dick was pushing at my sphincter opening it. Pain rippled for a moment then he was inside.
“This what you wanted my love?”
“Yes. Hard. Take me hard.”
He plunged the rest of the way inside my butt, I squeaked when his balls hit my clit knowing he was fully inside. Soon he was thrusting in and out steadily increasing his pace, his hands back on my nipples, pulling tugging taking us both higher, we both soon released, my cum dripping down my thighs as he filled my butthole to bursting.
“Fuck.” We slumped to the damp grass laughing in each other’s arms, the stars twinkling, the moon dipping behind some clouds. “We’d better go inside and shower, I’m hungry.”
“Well dinner will be late or we can order in. I’ve a few ideas about what we can use the vegetables for,” I smirked. Kissing deeply, he stood helping me to my feet before swinging me up into his arms.

Back inside he took us upstairs and straight into the double shower where we cleaned up and fucked again. I’m sure this was a record for us. Towelling off our bodies we dropped them into the dirty basket and went back downstairs. I sat on the couch while my darling shut the curtains, sitting down he pulled me into his arms, his hard dick swinging to and fro. Lifting me onto his lap he slid back inside me with a smile then picked up his phone to order our Chinese food. Something we adored. I lay against his chest rocking my hips back and forth, his occasional thrust making me push down closer. God, I loved this man so much, closing my eyes I rested, while we moved together in slow contentment.
“I love you,” I muttered.
“I love you more,” he nuzzled my neck, thrusting harder when the doorbell went. I mewled when he lifted me off then giggled wondering how he’d answer the door…nude or…nope he picked up my apron from earlier, opened the door, paid for the food and was soon back on the couch. We opened the containers sharing out the food.
“Back on my knee,” he lifted me up, this time his dick went back into my butt making me squeal as I settled against him full of his throbbing length, my back to him.
“How are you going to eat?”
“Pass me my container and a fork,” he thrust with each mouthful of food until I was panting, my own dinner laying forgotten on the table. His container now empty he put it on the side table pushing me forward of the coffee table he began to fuck my hole while a tried to enjoy my warm food, moaning and groaning between mouthfuls rocking gently. Finally, full of food, I pushed up looking over my shoulder where my husband had his eyes closed in bliss. I moved the coffee table, going down on the carpet, my butt up in the air, his knees fell to the floor and he began to pound my butt, his fingers slipping to my clit and nipples. Gasping I found myself pushing back, taking every inch. We came with quiet murmurs. He picked me up spooning me on the couch where we fell asleep.

The following morning, I woke to an empty bed, rolling to my back a squealed as something moved in my butt.
“What the hell?”
I rolled out of bed, bend over in front of the mirror to find a tail sticking out of my butt. A rabbit tail at that. Clenching my muscles, I soon realised he’d placed a butt plug inside me.
“I see you’ve found my treat for you this morning,” he grinned from the door, buck naked holding two hot drinks. He turned wriggling his butt. I gaped at him and his tail. Cute, I burst out laughing.
“Aren’t we cute,” we stood side by side at the mirror making out tails wag and sipping our coffee. “What’s the next treat then?”
“There is an attachment on mine. I’d like to wear one of your dick rings for the day or as long as I’m allowed to, then I want to fuck you to orgasm all day. I did get something for your clit and nipples.”
I moved back to the bed. “Show me!”
Opening the top drawer on his bedside table he took out two small boxes, sitting down beside me, he gave me the first one. Opening it my eyes sparkled.
“It’s gorgeous,” I took out the delicate butterfly clip out of the box balancing it on my hand, the gems shined in the sunlight. “Is this for my clit?”
“How did you know?”
“There’s only one, silly,” I nudged him on his arm
“You’re correct. You clip it to your clit and we can make it vibrate which should enhance your orgasms.”
I spread my legs opening my pussy lips, taking hold of my soft clit I opened the clip and closed it. “Shit,” I whimpered, “you could have warned me.”
“Like you did with the nipple clamps you used on me,” he laughed. Picking up the controller he pressed a button and the butterfly began to vibrate making me bite my lips.
“God, it feels so good,” I gasped when he turned the vibrations up making me mewl. “God,” I whimpered heat pooling between my legs. “You’ll have to fuck me if you carry on like this,” I squealed when he turned it harder, placing the remote beside him and dragged me on his knee impaling me on his throbbing dick. “Fuck,” I cried out rocking back and forth, hard and fast. I came screaming my muscles gripping him hard, he groaned and released, I felt his sperm cover my walls. My orgasm went on and on…until he turned off the remote and held me in his arms.
“Wow. That was amazing,” he said. Though I heard him I was still coming down from my high.
“Well it works,” I gulped in a deep breath. “What’s in the other box?”
“You sure you’re ready for this, sweetheart?”
“Well I wasn’t ready for that, and whatever is in the other box can’t be any worse.”
He passed me the box, I opened it to find two jewelled nipple clamps with an attached ball and chain. I lifted them out and noticed straight away that the small ball was weighted.
“The ball can be detached; the clamps are soft clamps and can be tightened as you get used to them.”
“Put them on me without the ball.”
“It’ll hurt as much as the clit butterfly.”
“I’ll manage.”
He sucked, bit and stretched my nipples before placing the clamp which bit into my sensitive nipple, I winced, though he kissed away the pain and did the other one.
“You look stunning,” our eyes connected.
“So, we having a naked day today?”
“Yes,” he held me gently kissing my lips.
“What’s in the last box?”
“What box,” he flushed.
I crossed my arms under my breasts and stared at him. “Oh, that box. Something for tonight. Now finish your coffee so we can go shower.”

I lay soaked with sweat on our couch when the doorbell rang. My hair was a mess and of course, neither of us had a stitch of clothing on.
“On a Sunday, really,” we muttered.
“Ignore it, they’ll go away,” and continued to make love to me, plunging deep and slow, taking our time after the intensity of last time.
The doorbell went again. I closed my eyes and ears to it. However, my darling ended up rolling off me when the visitor started banging on the door.
“Naked or…”
“Whatever you dare, darling. Try a towel just in case.”
Smirking he grabbed one of the damp towels and approaching the door when a fist banged on it again. Opening it he glared at the person on the doorstep.
“What the hell is your problem? You do realise it’s Sunday!”
“Did you forget your meeting today,” the woman snarled shoving past him into the house.
“Get the hell out of my house Missy,” I squealed pulling a blanket over my naked body.
“Interesting, a man in a towel, woman naked. I’m sure the boss will be…”
“You leave my personal life out of my working life or you’ll regret you ever stepped foot in my home. Now get the fuck out.”
Missy tossed a padded envelope to him; it hit his chest and fell to the floor. “Fuck you,” she muttered and left slamming the door behind her.
“Who the hell was that?” I said. “and what meeting did you miss?”
“I haven’t missed any meetings. I made sure this weekend was clear so we could spend time together. If she organised something behind my back then that’s her problem.” He picked up the envelope placing it on the table with a sigh as he sat down beside me.
“You going to open it?”
“Thought I’d finish making love to you first.”
“I want you to open it and get it sorted. We can play later. I’m going to make a drink.” I heard him swear, by the time I returned his head was in his hands. “Tell me,” I placed his coffee in front of him.
“I need a whiskey,” he muttered. “Missy is about to be fired by me for mismanaging my schedule and sending incorrect information to clients and my boss. That is if I’m not fired first.” He scowled at his drink.
“I suppose we’d better get…”
“Hell no. I want to fuck you while I’m talking to my boss and clients.”
“Not losing your weekend after all.”
“You got that right. Now come here darling and sit on my…”
“I’d like to suck him instead. Let’s see how hard you can concentrate.”
“Deal, sweetheart.”

I got his phone from the office passing it to him then slipped my mouth over his dick, his fingers curled into my hair, slowly pushing my mouth down his length.
“Afternoon sir.”
“Where the hell were you this morning and what the hell have you done. We can’t afford to lose clients like this.”
“If you’ll let me get a word…” he bit his lip as I sucked harder… “in, I’ll sort out the clients. As for the meeting. It wasn’t on my schedule due to the fact it was my weekend off. You can check with Human Resources about that. I’m also firing my PA, Missy. She’s made a mess of everything.”
“You’re blaming my niece for…”
“Stop right there. First, I had no idea she’s your niece. Secondly, I can prove she messed up big time. You know I do good w…” he took a deep breath trying hard not to moan. “work and always have.”
“True,” he grumbled.
“I’ll be contacting clients after I’m sure you know I’m not at fault.”
“I’ll contact you in an hour and let you know what I’ve found,” he snapped, still not happy. “Email me proof.” He closed the call.
“Fuck,” he thrust fast in my mouth cumming hard watching me drink him down and lick my lips, enjoying his yummy flavours.
“Well you managed the phone call,” I giggled, sitting back on my haunches. “What’s next.”
“I need to collect the information from my office and go through this file Missy my ex PA dropped off.”
“You’re really going to fire her?”
“Hell yes. I’m sure she’s after my job. I’ve been collecting evidence for a month now. Idiot girl.”
“What about our privacy?”
“I’ll sue her if she even tries. I don’t want you hurt, darling.”
“I can give as good as I get, don’t worry,” I laughed.
“You sure give good,” he smirked. “I’ll be taking care of you later this afternoon, you’d better get prepared for a long, hard shaft to be inserted into…now which hole will I use…” he walked into his office butt naked and closed the door while my body thrummed with desire.
“Damn you,” I muttered. “I’ll show you,” I giggled going up the stairs two at a time.

I shaved every part of my body where most women decide hair shouldn’t be. Underarms, legs and of course my pussy. All I left was a narrow strip on my mons…I can’t remember what fashionable people call them these days and didn’t really care. I clipped on my nipple clamps wincing as pain radiated through my body. I attached the chain and ball nestling them inside the red corset top I’d bought during the week. Next, I brushed my long dark hair letting its wavy length swish over my back. I left the thong off and removed my rabbit tail butt plug.
Biting my lips, I made my decision and opened his bedside table drawer taking out the last box. Opening it my eyes wide I realised what it was straight away. I wasn’t sure I could insert the plug. It was huge though very soft. Deciding to try, I picked it out of the box moving over to a wooden chair. Pressing some sticky tape on the chair I pressed the plug down turning around so the chair and my butt faced the full-length mirror I took a deep breath opening my crack, seeing my hole was already bigger from the rabbit tail plug. Down I went, my butt finally touching the plug when I pushed hard. Whimpering, my sphincter opened wider, the plug entering my hole. Biting my lips hard I lowered my body down taking more inside until my butt was touching the chair. My fists released, my fingers holding on to the back of the chair, plunging down the last inch or so. I whimpered again rocking back and forth for a moment to settle it deeper. Letting go of the back of the chair I pushed my hands under my butt lifting the plug off the sticky tape and slowly standing up. I bent over beside the chair looking at my butt in the full-length mirror and smiled. My back hole was wide open, perfect for my husband’s dick and maybe…one day we’d do a threesome. Straightening up again I removed the sticky tape and sat back on the chair pressing the plug as deep as it would go.
Last but not least I slid my feet in to 5-inch heels which matched my corset. Admiring my body in the mirror I smiled and headed for the stairs. Stepping off the last step I heard my husband’s voice, I knew he saw and heard me; however, I ignored his conversation and eyes continuing on to the kitchen.
“I have to go, sir, yes sir of course. It’s the first thing on my list when I get in tomorrow sir,” his eyes moved over my body, he gulped his dick throbbed. “Bye sir, see you in the morning,” he closed his phone muttering… “if I survive tonight.”
I saw him step into the kitchen his eyes wandering over my back, my dark hair swaying, I purposely lent over the sink showing him my pert butt smiling when I heard his gasp of surprise.
“You like?”
“Hell yes. Turn around for me, darling.”
I turned; his eyes settled on my mons where only a strip of hair was left. He licked his lips, his hand going to his dick which he began to stroke. His eyes drifted over my body to my breasts which were close to tumbling out of the low-cut bra. His eyes widened when he saw the ball ready and waiting.
“Your dick looks ready to…” I smirked.
“Your tits are going to hurt if I release the ball.”
“We’ll manage, darling. If it’s too much you can remove it. I trust you totally.”
“What did you do to your pussy?”
“Have a look,” I sat on the edge of the kitchen table sliding back and opening my legs wide, moaning as the butt plug moved. “Do you like my lovely hairless dusky pink lips.”
“Christ,” he knelt down plunging his head into my pussy sucking and licking as if he’d never eaten me out before. I pushed against his mouth feeling his tongue enter my sheath. Hands against the table behind me I rocked as his tongue thrust, the weighted ball jiggled the chains pulling on the clamps making me hiss with the delightful pain which changed to pleasure as it pooled deep inside me. He’d learnt a few tricks with his tongue over the last week.
“Keep going, I’m ready…” the bugger stopped his eyes trailing up my body until our eyes met.
“I can’t believe you opened your butt for me. It looked incredible.” He indicated I get off the table and turn around. Instead, I crossed my arms shaking my head.
“First we have dinner.”
“Please baby.”
“Food I’m hungry and you lost your chance by not finishing and letting me climax. Mean man,” I patted his chest, my fingers trailing to his dick and walked into the kitchen with him following close behind as my hand pumped up and down his shaft. “Steak, egg and vegetables. You’ll need an apron on since you’re cooking the steak.”
Washing my hands, I continued to cut the vegetables while my darling man put on an apron, his dick poking out making me giggle.
“If you’re not careful there won’t be any steak but a lot of butt fucking.” He growled.
“Get cooking,” I smirked, washing the veg and putting them in the steamer. “Don’t forget the eggs.”
I moved to and fro making sure some part of my body touched him with each pass. I saw him bite his lip clinging to sanity. The next time I moved past him my fingers dipped into his crack and he snapped.
“That’s it,” he said turning off the stove taking hold of my arms he marched me over to the couch in the lounge, pushing me over the top while I giggled. It turned to a whimper when the weighted ball fell out of my bra tugging my nipples. I gasped trying to catch the swinging ball when he entered my wide-open butt with one long fast thrust. Fucking hell, it felt amazing, he slammed hard taking me to heaven, my first orgasm short and swift. He kept going, obviously not finished, I felt his dick swell larger with each plunge and began to scream as my second orgasm rolled through my body and still he wasn’t finished so I pushed back against him, our bodies slapping together until he grunted his shaft fully enclosed as he ejaculated sperm, pouring it in while it dripped out down my thighs. My last climax had me milking his dick. He pulled out the hollow plug letting it rest on his dick and I clenched him harder than ever before. His moans and release pushing me further so my body was shaking as the last lot of shockwaves swept through me.
“God…god, that was…” I closed my eyes moaning, my legs weak as a newborn lamb. My darling husband picked me up and carried me upstairs to bed where we slept like the dead, sated and exhausted.

The French Kiss by Chloe King

Published February 24, 2018 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

Chloe’s First Short Story…. The French Kiss is about a husband and wife who enjoy investigation their sexual desires. The husband discovers he enjoys watching his wife have sex, so they join a Swingers Club.

What could go wrong. Not much really, though with a Business for a new sex toy which has been developed…Might just win the day.

French Kiss by Chloe King LACE

YOU CAN GET YOUR COPY NOW FROM KOBO …. NOOK – STILL WAITING ON OTHER LINKS

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We are happy to announce another New Release this time from our only Erotic Author Client, Ms Chloe King.  This is her first short story which protrays a husband and wife who enjoy discovering their sexual needs. This book will be 99c on all ebook stores. Links will be updated as they come in.

ADULTS ONLY 18 AND OVER. THIS SHORT STORY HAS SEX SCENES INCLUDING A SWINGERS PARTY.

French Kiss by Chloe King LACE

Synopsis

The French Kiss…Isn’T what you might think. Following the exploits of a husband and wife one who loves sex and the other who is turned on watching the act.
A Swingers Party! A Business Meeting and an Investment. What will happen to Stacie and Carter – No he’s not her husband.

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