Two brand new stories for your summer reading. Both are, of course great lesbian erotica. Some romance for sure, some sensuous sexual encounters and even a few surprises.

‘Tension Relief’ is about just that. Steffi has dedicated her life to searching for the perfect relief from tension in her life. She has a lot too. Marriage that sucks. Packing a few more pounds than she would like. And a smart ass fitness instructor. Read ‘Tension Relief’ to see how Steffi navigates her quest for perfection.

Steffi, and her band of work friends spend their after work hours at Steffi’s house playing ‘Truth or Dare.’ It tends to get pretty erotic. The girls have named their game ‘Tension Relief’ for obvious reasons. Steffi and her pals all seem to be stuck in a bad existence and the game is the only thing that helps them cope.

Stuck in a lackluster marriage, and rotten sex life, the slightly overweight Steffi accepts her friends invitation to join Belly Dancing Classes to lose some weight. The classes turn into a catfight between the instructor and Steffi and in the end Steffi finds another aspect of tension relief to add to her list.

Things come to a head when, Sid, Steffi’s husband, is away on another one of his ‘golf tournament getaways’ her daughters are away at college and it’s Friday night. But this night, Steffi vows to make a change to her life.

On the town and kind of on the prowl, Steffi meets a pretty African American girl, Sunny, several years her junior. Sunny, has a great view of life and spends the weekend showing Steffi how to enjoy life the way she does.

‘Her Step-Daughter’s Slave’ is life changing story of a woman, Gillian, who deals with her indolent  live in twenty year old step daughter,  a nosy neighbor, and lesbian sex and domination. You will want to read ‘Her Step-Daughter’s Slave’ to see what happens to Gillian and how she overcomes her dominating step-daughter.

Gillian has latent erotic feelings regarding her step-daughter Mystie.The Step-Daughter is a real handful for Gillian and, Trudi her best friend tried to console her and give her advice on ways to deal with the lazy girl.

Gillian decides to listen to Trudi and follows her step-daughter one evening, as she leaves for her night of wild partying. What Gillian finds is not what she expected and is soon dragged into the sordid world her daughter luxuriates in.

The tensions between them builds to an erotic peak and at that time Mystie reveals the true person she is. She totally dominates the older woman and leaves her totally humiliated.

Trudi comes to Gillian’s aid late in the evening and reveals her own secrets. Read ‘HER STEP-DAUGHTER’S SLAVE’ to see just how Gillian is able to cope with all of it.

Several weeks ago, Candice ventured beyond the ebook world and began publishing many her stories in Paperback form as well as in ebook form. The list for June, month to date, contains:

Sensory Overload

It is well known that there are Five Senses that the human animal uses to experience reality. The throes of passion can summon most of the five, in a single session.
Kira is Bi-Curious and is determined to take matters into her own hands. A date cancels on her and as fate would have it, she is soon romancing a fetching young lady she meets in a coffee bar. Does she have the right touch to close the deal with prize?
Leigh is an accomplished sex performer and keeps score of her conquests, sorting by male or female. A woman used to getting her way in the way of sex, she is spurned by another performer, Joan, who will not have contact with her outside of ‘work.’
It’s not long before Leigh has Joan, tasting her wrath.
Tasha is another explorer on the trail to Lesbos. She has hired an escort to provide her with the experience she has craved for so long. It’s not long before the escort, Lynda has rung Tasha’s bell.
Jessy and Kamilla are looking for a thrilling sexual encounter. Jessy is a bore housewife and Jessy is into online dating. To Jessy’s surprise Kamilla is a vision that has over taken Jessy’s mind. She is overwhelmed by her beauty.
Finally, we have Jacqueline and Shelli, two girls out on the prowl looking for action. Shelli is straight and is looking for a big good-looking hunk. Jacqueline on the other hand is almost exclusively lesbian. The evening doesn’t appear to be favoring a hookup between those two. Shelli leaves with her ‘man’ and Jacqui offers to let them use her house for their tryst. Will fortune smile on these star crossed girls?

 Posing for Lizzie

Morgan takes time out from her job search and enters an Art Museum to rest her feet. There, she becomes captivated by a painting of a nude girl.
Victoria spies Morgan and they discuss the painting and share their opinions of the work of art. In the course of their conversation, Morgan reveals she is actually just resting her feet and is not really there for the art. Rather she is looking for employment.
Victoria decides Morgan is a good prospect and gives Morgan her business card and tells her to call. Perhaps there is a job for her.
After much soul searching, Morgan calls and gets an interview. Victoria then gives Morgan a lesson in how to keep the customer satisfied

  The Mistress & The Step-Mother

The Tale of the Mistress & the Step-Mother is a story for fans of older women dominating younger women. A story filled with the ecstasy of excruciating penetration.
Anna, the Step-Daughter, is having a hot time with her Step-mother each night. Lena has discovered her step daughter is aroused by being dominated. A situation that seems to satisfy both women.
Olivia becomes aware of this twisted union and decides to become part of their debauchery. Lena, the Step-Mother is eager to have Olivia join them and anxiously awaits the night Anna is introduced to Olivia’s brand of ‘education’.
The trio hit it off famously and in no time Olivia has arranged for a cumming out party for Anna in an exclusive circle of women who lust after young beautiful women.
Anna is introduced to a long list of sordid degradation and her high point is being used by the black Amazon Betty until she is a quivering glob of Jell-O.

 Sound of Silence

The Sound of Silence is a romantic and extremely erotic lesbian tale. It is aimed at an audience that loves to root for the underdog and also seeking a rewarding story.
Kim is a struggling young women, who has worked hard to escape her ‘trailer trash’ background. She works in a convenience store on the midnight to eight shift when the crazies are the most visible.
Tanya, a young girl, even poorer than Kim, comes into the store looking to buy food with the last bit of change she has.
Kim, against her better judgement takes the girl home, to clean her up, and feed her. And give her a warm, safe place to sleep. Kim is soon rewarded for her kindness as Tanya steals her heart and becomes embedded in her life.
It is not all rosy, and the girls still struggle to makes ends meet, but they suffer the hard times and even split up over something neither girl knows why.
Both girls continue their live apart, but still in each other’s hearts. Both pursuing their dreams and ambitions.
The ending is in doubt right to the end. Read it and see how the two strong minded girls handle their challenges.

 Roommate Rescue

Courtney and Traci are college roommates. Courtney has no doubt about her sexual orientation, Traci is riding the fence.
Courtney comes to Traci’s rescue after a disastrous date and the relationship builds. The two girls get caught up in role play games, group sex and revolving bed partners.
Their romance is tested to the max, until the two let each other know their true feelings. It’s in doubt if the status quo will remain, as Courtney is tempted by Amanda, and Traci must withstand the advances of Demi.
Read this rollicking romance to see if true love wins out.

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TWO GREAT STORIES BY CANDICE CHRISTIAN

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A bit of a departure for Candice Christian, a story set on another world, where vampire like creatures, the Locmohr act as protectors of the peasant population, the Yoles.

The payment for the aid is a periodic female sacrifice . Soren, a Locmohr vampire, is bewitched by Lia, his current sacrifice and the relationship grows beyond predator and prey.

Things get a bit out of hand when a female emerges as a vampire and has desires only for blood, male or female, but not before toying with her prey, like a cat with a mouse.

  Sensory Overload

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‘The Sound of Silence’ & ‘Roommate Rescue’

The Sound of Silence is a romantic and extreemly erotic lesbian tale. It is aimed at an audience that loves to root for the underdog and also seeking a rewarding story.

Kim is a struggling young women, who has worked hard to escape her ‘trailer trash’ background. She works in a convenience store on the midnight to eight shift when the crazies are the most visible.

Tanya, a young girl, even poorer than Kim, comes into the store looking to buy food with the last bit of change she has.

Kim, against her better judgement takes the girl home, to clean her up, and feed her. And give her a warm, safe place to spleep. Kim is soon rewarded for her kindness as Tanya steals her heart and becomes embedded in her life.

It is not all rosy, and the girls still struggle to makes ends meet, but they suffer the hard times and even split up over something neither girl knows why.

Both girls continue their live apart, but still in each others hearts. Both pursuing their dreams and ambitions.

The ending is in doubt right to the end. Read it and see how the two strong minded girls handle their challenges.

‘Roommate Rescue’ recounts the tale of two co-eds, Courtney and Traci,  who are college roommates. Courtney has no doubt about her sexual orientation, Traci is riding the fence.

Courtney comes to Traci’s rescue after a disasterous date and the relationship builds. The two girls get caught up in role play games, group sex and revolving bed partners.

Their romance is tested to the max, until the two let each other know their true feelings. It’s in doubt if the status quo will remain, as Courtney is tempted by Amanda, and Traci must withstand the advances of Demi.

Read this rollicking romance to see if true love wins out.

CANDICE CHRISTIAN’S NEWEST RELEASE IS A VISIT TO THE DARK SIDE OF LUST AND LESBIAN EROTICA.

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A STORY OF DOMINANCE, SUBMISSION AND PASSION.

The Tale of the Mistress & the Step-Mother is a story for fans of older women dominating younger women. A story filled with the ecstasy of excruciating penetration.

Anna, the Step-Daughter, is having a hot time with her Step-mother each night. Lena has discovered her step daughter is aroused by being dominated. A situation that seems to satisfy both women.

Olivia becomes aware of this twisted union and decides to become part of there debauchery. Lena, the Step-Mother is eager to have Olivia join them and anxiously awaits the night Anna is introduced to Olivia’s brand of ‘education’.

The trio hit it off famously and in no time Olivia has arranged for a cumming out party for Anna in an exclusive circle of women who lust after young beautiful women.

Anna is introduced to a long list of sordid degradation and her high point is being used by the ebony Amazon Betty until she is a quivering glob of jell-o.

‘The readers of paperback novels, stories etc. have been an underserved segment of the adult population. ‘ Candice Christian

And with that thought, Candice Christian has begun to publish in both style of media. eBook and paperback. Her entire catalogue is not yet available but the number available is growing. Currently available: Wrestling Mothers Club: Anthology, Lesbian Noir, Endless Love and The Sexy Super which has an excerpt below.

Amanda Borne fumbled with the two paper bags full of groceries as she tried to unlock the door to her apartment. It had been a hectic day, the likes of which she hadn’t seen in a long time. All she wanted to do was have dinner, kick off her shoes and turn up the air conditioner to high. New York City in August was not a fun place to be. Especially in the middle of a heat wave.

“Damn.” She mumbled as she almost dropped the keys. “Nothing is going right today.”

The door finally opened and she stumbled inside, just as one of the bags ripped, sending the contents all over the floor. She put the remaining bag on the small breakfast nook of her equally small kitchenette and then went back to pick up the rest.

Then it hit her that the apartment was insufferable hot. What was wrong with the air conditioning? Reaching for a can of peas, she noticed the small note that had been slipped under her door. Picking it up she read.

“To all tenants…..A Con Edison transformer blew out over on Houston Street causing a small blackout. Electricity is expected to be restored by 8 PM. Any problems please call me. A. Guzman”

“96 degrees and no air conditioning.” Amanda said to herself as she dropped the last of the groceries on the small table. “This day’s never going to end. At least it’s Friday.”

With a shrug, the 25 year old proceeded to open some of the windows in her 4th floor apartment to let in the breeze, not that there was any. Without the countering effect of the air conditioner it was definitely too hot. First order of business however had to be a cold shower. After ten hours in these clothes, capped by a twenty minute ride in that inferno they call the subway, even the most expensive outfit began to look like a rag. The layer of sweat under those clothes was beginning to itch.

Stepping into the bathroom, Amanda took a good look at herself in the mirror. The heat and humidity had really done a number on her blonde hair. She hated to think what it would look like if she hadn’t decided to get it cut short for the summer. Unbuttoning her blouse, she practically had to peel it off. Her bra followed, revealing a firm 34 inch bust covered with small droplets of perspiration.

“You think that if I was going to get this sweaty I’d have least had fun getting that way.” She laughed to herself.

Truth was that it had been quite some months since Amanda enjoyed that kind of fun. She had broken up with her last boyfriend in June and really hadn’t met anyone she really liked since. Oh there’d been a few dates here and there, even a few overnight stays. But they were just quick fucks, something to break up the monotony. The last one of them was three weeks ago.

“Too bad “Old Walter” isn’t here anymore.” Amanda mused as she finished undressing.

“Old Walter” was Walter Bergman. Up to a month ago he’d been the superintendent of the building. He wasn’t really that old but it was a name the neighborhood kids had given him. A really nice man, the 61 year old had befriended the young secretary when she’d moved in last year. That friendship had turned into something a little bit more on his birthday last year when she’d given him a blow job as a gift. It was the least she could do after all the favors he’d done for her.

To her surprise, Walter had turned out to be both quite well endowed and potent. Afterward, she didn’t know why she expected him to be otherwise except for the common misconception a lot of younger people have that older people don’t have sex. It had been such an enjoyable experience that it began to be repeated at least once a month.

Among all the good thing she could say about Walter, the first on her list would be that he was definitely all man. Unlike so many of the men she encountered in her office or in the bars and gym she frequented. In fact, the blond haired girl was thinking of seeing how good a fuck he might be when his birthday came around again.

But Walter had died in a car accident early last month, causing her to regret having not acted on her impulse. More than just a sometime lover, Walter had been a friend and she cried long and hard when she heard the news. She’d gone to his wake only to find herself under verbal assault by his widow. A nasty woman who Walter had once mentioned had lost interest in sex twenty years before. Mrs. Bergman had evidently somehow found out about the little gifts to her husband. She’d called Amanda a whore and threatened to make enough of scene that she’d have Amanda thrown out of the building.

As it turned out, it was the widow Bergman that moved out instead. Michael Maris, who also lived on the building, overheard her discussion with Amanda and quickly moved to the younger woman’s defense. He told the widow that Amanda hadn’t been the only person in the building who was servicing the late Mr. Bergman. Michael was so openly gay that Ingrid Bergman couldn’t help but get his meaning. Walter hadn’t been too particular about who was on the other end of a hot mouth. Not exactly the kind of story the widow Bergman wanted spread around.

Amanda hadn’t met the new super yet. He’d only started last week and there were 19 other tenants. He’d get around to introducing himself to her soon enough. Stepping into the shower, she idly wondered. What were the odds that Mr. A. Guzman was a 6′ Adonis who had a thing for small short haired brunettes.

The splash of cool water against her 5’4″ frame felt good. The frigid touch caused her nipples to harden, reminding her it was been sometime since anyone had touched them. Brushing the tips with her fingers, she smiled at the pleasing sensation it brought. Even as a teenager, she’d had the most sensitive nipples.

After spending a few moments to cool off her body, Amanda turned the single water control in the opposite direction. She filled her hands with liquid soap from the wall dispenser and began to soap up her body.

Amanda again stroked her breasts, bringing her pert nipples to a familiar hardness. As always, her own touch felt so good. Soapy hands glided down across her slim stomach, finding their way to the tightly trimmed blonde bush below. She continued down between her legs and then around to the cheeks of her ass, leaving a soaping trail of bubbles in her wake.

Amanda let out a soft sigh as her fingers rubbed against her mound. Running her long outstretched fingers across her firm mounds once again, giving them a playful squeeze, the lithe woman was reminded of how horny she’d felt lately.

The last two men who’d shared her bed had turned out to be serious disappointments. Both had shot their load much too soon and had little interest in spending the time after that to give her the pleasure she deserved.

“God, I need a good fuck.” she said to herself as she again glided her fingers down across her stomach and across the smooth skin that used to blond fuzz.

With a practiced skill she parted her vaginal lips, quickly finding the small stubby clit hidden within. Closing her eyes as she leaned back again the tiled wall, she pressed a slippery finger against it.

“Oh yes.” she purred as a familiar tingle spread out from her cunt. “That feels so nice.” She slid a soapy finger up within herself, followed by a second and a third. It was a poor substitute for a hard cock, but it would have to do.

It wasn’t long before she was furiously pumping her fingers in and out, sparking the tiny flame between her legs into a conflagration.

The warm water had turned to hot, filling the tiny room with steam. The heat of which paled next to that which radiated across her quaking body as her fingers caressed her love canal in an orgasmic frenzy.

Water running down her face, her lips formed a silent O. Amanda felt her legs and arms go weak as repeated waves of delight rippled up and down her naked form.

Long silent moments, broken only by the splatter of the shower drops, passed as the blonde rested against the now warm tile. The water washing away the traces of her climax.

Exiting the shower, she quickly dried off and just put on a thin cloth robe. Since she had no plans for the evening other than crashing on the couch with a pint of chocolate ice cream, getting dressed again was a waste of time. At bedtime she would exchange the robe for the thin T-shirt she normally wore to sleep. Except on those nights when she had company in which case she skipped the shirt.

Since the power was still off, she turned on the battery powered radio and settled on the couch with the book she had been reading on the train. Another hour had passed by the time she looked up at the clock, noticing that it was already 8:15 and still no power.

It was then she heard someone knocking on the door across the hall and the sound of muffled voices. A minute later came a loud knocking on her own door.

Amanda took a moment to compose herself before answering. After all, she still was only wearing the robe. She looked though the peep-hole and then opened the door.

Standing in the doorway was a tall Puerto Rican woman in her middle 30’s. About 5’9″, she had a dark olive complexion and weighed in the neighborhood of 150 lbs. Her frame carried the weight well, the type of woman you usually described as full-bodied. Short curly black hair topped a round pleasant face and full bright red lips framed a warm smile.

“Can I help you?” Amanda asked.

“Amanda Borne, right?” the woman asked in return.

“Yes, that me.” Amanda replied a little on the defensive. “Can I help you.” she repeated.

“Actually I was just stopping by to see if I could help you.” the woman said. “Angelica Guzman, I’m the new superintendent.”

It was then that Amanda noticed the tool box on the floor. It never occurred to her that A. Guzman could be a woman. She was dressed in a plain denim shirt and pants. But there was no mistaking that she was a woman, not with the valley of her 38 inch bust visible to the point of bursting through the open top buttons of her blouse.

“Oh, nice to finally meet you.” Amanda recovered. “Won’t you please come in.”

“Thank you.” Angelica said as she picked up the tool box and stepped inside.

“I’m afraid I have some bad new.” she continued as Amanda closed the door. “Con Ed now says they might not have the power back before midnight. So I thought I’d check and make sure nobody needed batteries for flashlights or anything like that.”

“That’s very thoughtful of you.” Amanda said.

“Well being new and all, I figured it couldn’t hurt.” she said.

The pleasantries out of the way, Amanda suddenly felt a little awkward and at a loss for words.

“I was just thinking of having a cold beer.” she said. “Would you like one, or soda if you want?”

“No, a beer would be fine.” The taller woman said. “You were the last person on the tenant list so I’m done for the night.”

Reaching into the refrigerator for two bottles, the younger woman wondered why she had suddenly offered her a beer. Then again, it never hurt to be nice to the super, you never knew when something in the apartment was going to break. Besides, with the television out, a little company for a while might be nice.

“Would you like a glass?” she asked as she walked back into the living room.

“The bottle’s fine.” Angelica said as she accepted the drink.

“Have a seat.” Amanda said as she gestured to the couch. “Angelica, you said, right?”

“Most people call me, Angi.” She said as she took a sip from the bottle. “It’s a lot easier.”

“OK, Angi it is.” She said as she brought her own bottle to her lips.

The two women took another drink of beer, commenting how good it tasted in the oppressive heat. Angi commented on the decor of the small apartment and asked what kind of work Amanda did. The smaller woman told how she was a secretary at a midtown law firm. She’s been there a little over two years and was quite happy in that aspect in her life. In turn, she asked Angi how she happened to wind up as the superintendent.

“Well, I’ve always liked working with my hands.” She said between sips. “I grew up with four brothers and my father was a jack of all trades. He just treated me like he did his sons and taught me everything he knew.” “Must be interesting.” Amanda noted, all too aware that changing a light bulb was the extent of her own household repair skills.

“It can be.” Was the olive skinned woman’s reply. “And I was really lucky to get this job. If it wasn’t for Walter having introduced me to the owners a few months ago, I’d have never gotten it. They were looking for a replacement for one of their other buildings and I was applying for that job. Then when Walter had his accident, I applied for this one instead.”

“You were a friend of Walter’s” Amanda asked.

“Actually he was a friend of my father’s first.” Angi continued. “I’ve known him about ten years, ever since I got out of college.”

“You went to college?” A surprised Amanda asked.

“I have a B.A. in business. And spent four years in the Air Force.” She replied. “But I soon found that it wasn’t for me. I’ve never looked back.”

“So much for first impressions.” Amanda thought as she finished her drink. “Can I get you another one of those?” She asked.

“Thank you that would be fine.” Angi said as she handed back her own empty bottle.

Amanda quickly returned from the kitchen with two more bottles as well as a few snacks out of the fridge. The first drink had been simple courtesy, this was because she found she liked this woman.

“So how has your first week been?” She asked as they again took their places on the couch.

“So far, so good.” She replied. “It’s funny meeting all the people Walter told stories about and how most everyone has turned out to be just like he described them.”

“Walter described everyone to you?” Amanda asked, wondering what he’d said about her.

“Oh yeah, all the little dirty details.” Angi laughed. “Like Mrs. Watson up in 5B who likes to change in front of an open window, knowing full well that Tommy Roll’s room is right across the courtyard. That 14 year old gets a free show every night. Or Ralph Luck down in 2A, who skips over to Liz Astaire’s apartment as soon as her husband leaves for work in the morning.”

Amanda smiled, she hadn’t heard that one before. Gossip was more fun when you knew the people involved.

“I’m almost afraid to ask what he told you about me.” She said.

“Only good things.” Angi returned her smile. “That you were a good person, that you were very caring and considerate….and oh yeah, and that you gave killer head!”

Amanda had just started to take a long pull on her beer during Angi’s pause. Now she almost choked as she spit out what she had just began to swallow.

“What…..” She gasped.

“Are you okay?” Angi leaned forward. “I’m afraid sometimes I talk before I think.”

“It’s all right.” Amanda said as she caught her breath. “You just took me off guard.”

“If it makes you feel any better, he mentioned that when I was giving him one too.” Angi said.

“You and Walter?” Amanda asked.

“Nothing serious, just a little recreational sex now and then.” Angi replied. “Walter liked to screw around without any complications. He was pretty good at it too.”

The grin of satisfaction on her beaming face caused Amanda to again regret never having found out for herself.

“Hope you’re not embarrassed by all this.” Angi said. “There’s nothing wrong with a fun fuck now and then.”

Amanda agreed with the older woman and lamented that it’d been too long since she’d had a good fuck.

“There’s nothing wrong with making use of a good man.” the younger woman said. “I wish I could find a new one.”

“How do you feel about women?” Angi asked almost casually as she took another sip.

“In what way?” Amanda asked, caught off guard by the question.

“In this way.” Angi said in a tone almost too soft to be heard as she leaned all the way forward and kissed Amanda on her lips.

The sudden pressure of those thick full lips against her own took the young secretary by surprise. It’d been a very long time since she’d been kissed by another woman like this – junior year of college to be exact. It’d been a short but very intense affair with an older girl at NYU. The opportunity to experiment further had never presented itself.

After a few very long seconds, Angi broke the kiss and moved her head back a little. She’d been unsure of what Amanda’s reaction would be but figured that the worse that could happen would be that she’d tell her to get out of her apartment. When there was no resistance to the kiss and no outcry when it was done, she knew that wasn’t going to happen.

Just then, the lights in the apartment came back on and the steady hum of the air conditioner filled the room. Both woman looked into each other’s eyes, searching for something to say. Finally, Amanda spoke, shattering the quiet.

“Talk about a kiss being magic.” She said.

Both women laughed, the awkward threshold behind them. Angi reached out and took Amanda’s hand in her own.

“Are you okay with this? She asked softly.

“What do you think?” she replied as this time she moved forward and returned the kiss.

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Kelsey can’t escape the nightmare of her lesbian seduction her boyfriend instigated

On Kelsey’s day off, a door to door sales woman comes to her home. Once inside, it’s obvious the Amazon saleswoman wants to do more than sell Kelsey some cosmetics.

Reeling from her experience with the powerful molestor Kelsey, tries to put the experience behind her and begins swimming at a local health club. But even there she witnesses a similar assault as her own; to Her friend Jessy, who is coerced into sex by a female club employee.

Kelsey can only take so much and decides to confront her friends attacker at her home. When she arrives, things begin to spiral out of control and Kelsey is caught up in a whirlwind experience that drags her nightmares back to reality.

SAMPLE OF ‘SEDUCTION’

It was Kelsey’s day off. She was home doing catch-up chores. She’d paid few bills on her laptop, dusted up the living room, finished some laundry, and ran the dish washer. At last, she went to her Keurig and made a cup of coffee and settled into a chair to read the paper. As she sat and read the paper, she noticed out the front window that someone was walking down the street. Not recognizing the person she watched for a moment.

It was a woman, dressed nicely, carrying 2 fairly good size briefcases. The woman looked to be in her late 40’s, maybe early 50’s and was going door to door, obviously a salesperson of some kind. Kelsey watched her go to 2 houses across the street and before she crossed over and headed for her front door.

The woman was taller than Kelsey, maybe 5’10” a bit stocky, but her clothes fit her properly and she made an attractive appearance.

Now able to get a good look at the woman, Kelsey could see that she had a very friendly look to her. Kelsey watched her come to the front door and immediately the doorbell rang.

Lifting herself out of the chair, she took a quick look in the mirror to straighten her hair. She realized that she wasn’t exactly dressed for guests, having thrown on an old football jersey of her boyfriend’s and a black yoga pant she liked. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail with some strands dangling at the sides of her face.

Still, she looked pretty in a very casual way. Oh well, she thought, going door to door, this lady probably gets a lot worse than this. Dismissing the thought, she opened the door and said hello. The saleswoman took a good look at Kelsey before she finally spoke.

“Hello and good morning. My name is Leigh Collins and I represent Sator Cosmetics. I was wondering if I might take a few moments of your time this morning?”

“Sator Cosmetics? That’s a good company. I’ve heard about their products and they are very good. Uh, sure, please come in,” Kelsey replied as she stepped back and let the door open wide.

The salesperson walked inside and looked around. “You have a lovely home. It goes very well with its lovely owner.”

Kelsey smiled and almost blushed. “Thanks, at least you got me at a good time. I just finished cleaning up. Why don’t we sit over here,” she said as she led the salesperson to a couch.

Leigh opened one of her cases and laid it on the coffee table as she began to talk about the various products. She would stop occasionally to ask Kelsey if she used various types of products before she began to talk about them.

Leigh was a very engaging person and Kelsey noticed that she kept constant eye contact with her. Leigh would also take Kelsey’s hand and lightly dab various colors on her to see what they looked like. As they spoke, Kelsey noticed that Leigh had slowly eased herself over to her, so close that their legs would brush together. She felt a little uneasy but wrote it off as the woman being a good salesperson.

The conversation continued and Leigh pulled out more products and tried more samples on the pretty girl.

“Oh Kelsey, this is our best shadow. Let me try this on you. It is a really pretty pale blue that would look great with your skin tone and hair. Here, let me get to where I can do this right,” she said as she slid off the couch and knelt on the floor at Kelsey’s knees.

She used a hand to gently part the girl’s legs so she could get real close. Kelsey closed her eyes as Leigh began to apply the shadow. Kelsey sat still as she felt the brush lightly dance around her eyes. The woman was very careful and seemed to be applying the shadow very slowly.

Though her eyes were closed, Kelsey could tell that she was being gently pushed back so that her back came to rest on the couch. She realized also that the salesperson was leaning over against her as she brushed on the makeup. In fact, the woman’s chest was pressing against her so that she felt the woman’s bra through her clothes.

“Uh, you’re kinda leaning on me Leigh,” Kelsey said hesitantly.

“Oh I’m sorry. I was trying to steady myself so I wouldn’t flub it up,” she said as she began to lift herself.

Leigh made a bit of a show trying to get up since the couch was pretty low and didn’t offer much of anything to push against to get up. As Leigh moved to lift herself, her breasts rubbed back and forth against Kelsey’s breasts causing the younger girl to get a little flustered by this unexpected touching. Finally Leigh got back up straight to her knees and smiled at Kelsey.

“Yes, that shadow works very well with your complexion,” she said.

“Uh, well, uh, let me look in the mirror over here,” Kelsey said, still flustered.

As she stood and went to the big wall mirror, she was thinking of how the woman’s breasts had been pressed against her own shapely breasts. The thought of it made the back of her neck feel hot, the same little feeling she got when her boyfriend would come on to her.

She shook her head to herself as she stood in front of the mirror. Leigh smiled to herself as she watched Kelsey. This is going to be very nice, she thought. Kelsey is very pretty and has a wonderful body and she obviously was flustered when our breasts were touching. That’s always a good sign.

She rose from her spot and came up behind the girl with more makeup.

“Now, let me show you how to do this right,” she said as she stepped up behind the younger girl. “Some girls put this on way to heavy and it looks bad. You have to use a very light touch, like this.”

The much taller Leigh was right behind Kelsey and reached around to the front with the makeup brush. She began to dust it across Kelsey’s cheeks. Kelsey was watching as Leigh worked slowly. In fact, she was so intent on watching she did not realize that Leigh had brought her other hand up and around and placed it lightly on Kelsey’s stomach. She then pulled the younger girl back against her gently.

Again, Kelsey felt the heat on the back of her neck when she realized that Leigh’s big breasts were pressed against her back. She tried to step forward but then she realized that Leigh had her arm around her waist and held her. She could see the woman’s larger than average hand across her stomach in the mirror and it immediately struck her that this woman might be trying to seduce her. She felt even more heat on her neck at the thought.

“Kelsey you know what? It’s really hard to get a good idea how well this makeup works if you’re wearing an old football jersey. Let’s get you out of that and into your nice clothes so we can get the colors right.”

Kelsey considered this. This would mean that she would be almost naked while this woman is here in the house. She was getting so flustered that she was having trouble thinking. The heat on the back of her neck kept interrupting her as she tried to concentrate on what this woman was doing. Finally, she thought of something to say.

“Well, I guess you’re right. I have an outfit that I can throw on quick,” she said as she pulled out of the woman’s grasp and headed to her bedroom to change.

Kelsey pulled the outfit she had in mind out of her closet and tossed it on the bed. Then she grabbed the bottom of her jersey and peeled it over her head, revealing the lovely lace bra she was wearing underneath. She pulled down her black yoga pants and let them fall to the floor. It was then that she realized she wasn’t alone.

Leigh had come in quietly behind her and was standing next to the small chest of drawers. Kelsey noticed that she was also holding her second case, which as yet was unopened.

“Oh! Jeez, you scared me. Uh, what are you doing in here? I was changing my clothes like you said.”

“It’s alright Kelsey. I’m a beauty expert. I see women changing their clothes all day,” she said as she approached the nearly naked girl.

Again she stepped behind the girl and turned her towards the mirror that was mounted on the dresser.

“You’re a very lovely girl. You shouldn’t be hiding your body with that awful jersey,” she said as she put her large hands on the girl’s hips. “You’re figure is wonderful. See how your panties compliment your curves?

She lifted the thin straps of Kelsey’s panties that went over each hip and pulled them up high, making a nice V over the girl’s crotch. The material was pulled so tight, that Kelsey could see her sex outlined through the thin cloth. She couldn’t help but make a small surprised “oh” when she realized that the woman could see it too.

The woman pulled the younger girl tighter against her and was pleased to find that the girl let her do it. She watched in the mirror and could tell that Kelsey’s sex was already getting wet, a small spot was clearly visible on the front of her panties. She let go of the panties on one side and let her open hand move across the girl’s flat stomach. It rose very slowly as the girl watched it in the mirror. It pushed higher and higher until it came to rest against the underside of Kelsey’s silky bra.

The woman pushed up against the girl’s breasts as if she was feeling their weight. She whispered into the girl’s ear.

“Kelsey, you’re bra is beautiful. You must shop at the nicest stores for your things. The material looks very expensive. May I touch it?”

Kelsey stared in the mirror. She had just met this woman 45 minutes ago. And now, she was almost nude and the woman was holding her panties with one hand and her other hand was ready to touch her bra. She realized her breathing was very rapid and the heat on her neck felt like a flame. She surprised herself when she finally spoke.

“Uh, okay, you can touch it.”

The woman smiled as her open hand rose and gently cupped one of the girl’s luscious breasts. Kelsey was wide-eyed as she watched the woman’s fingers spread over the cup of her bra and fondled the material. Very quickly, she realized her nipples were hard and getting harder. She felt a familiar warmth begin between her legs.

“Oh Kelsey, what’s happening to you dear? You seem a little aroused.”

“I’ve never been touched like this before. What are you doing to me,” she said as she continued to stare into the mirror.

“I’m just someone who appreciates a beautiful woman like you Kelsey,” she said as she continued to fondle the girl.

Her hands were all over the girl now, feeling her, touching her, fondling her breasts. The girl stood wide-eyed as she watched the woman’s soft hands glide over her exquisite body. She watched as her bra was gently pulled down to let her nipples peek over the top of each cup. She watched the woman’s fingers as they took one of her nipples and pinched it gently at first and then harder and then harder still.

“Ooohhh,” Kelsey moaned as her head fell back onto the woman’s shoulder

She was being overwhelmed. Her mind was racing in desperation as she realized what was happening to her. She knew what was happening was wrong, but she couldn’t stop it. The woman’s hands felt so good.

“You have to stop, please. My boyfriend….sometimes…..he comes home for lunch. What if he sees what you’re doing to me?”

The woman pulled the girl tighter to her as she pinched her nipple again.

“Well, if your boyfriend does come home, I guess he’ll see me licking your pussy,” the saleswoman replied as she let the hand that was gripping the girl’s panties slide down so that her fingers rubbed over the girl’s sex.

The girl moaned even louder as her head bobbed back and forth on the woman’s shoulder. She was totally under the woman’s control. She realized that there was nothing she could do or say to stop this, and in fact, she didn’t want to stop. Her body had never felt so aroused. It was as if every single hair on her body was electrified and she could feel them all.

“Now, I think it’s time to get you out of these things altogether. I have something else for you.”

Acting in a controlling manner she quickly removed Kelsey’s bra and slid the girl’s panties down her slender legs. The woman grabbed her case and quickly threw it open on the bed while Kelsey stood motionless at the mirror. The woman pulled out several strap-like pieces from her case and dropped them on the bed. The last one she pulled out was the longest and was actually 2 straps joined by a ring at each end.

The woman went behind the girl again and brought the strap around in front of her. “This will replace your bra for today Kelsey. You will keep this on while I am here with you,” the woman said.

She brought the strap up to Kelsey’s breasts and began to fasten it. One of the 2 pieces went above the girls breasts and wrapped under her arms. The other half pushed up under the girl’s breasts and then under each arm. The woman cinched it tightly around her back.

Looking in the mirror, the woman saw that the girl’s breasts were now held up and out in the most exquisite fashion. She wrapped both arms around Kelsey to gather a breast in each hand. She could see that the girl was staring in the mirror as the woman was having her way with her body.

The girl was putty in her hands. Her mind might still be looking for a way to stop this, but her body had betrayed her. The woman quickly grabbed the rest of the straps she had taken from her bag. There were small ones for each wrist and slightly larger ones for each ankle. Once she had them fastened, she gently guided the girl back to the bed and laid her down on her back.

Using 4 small cords, she quickly tied the girl to the 4 corners of the bed. There was a sound in the other room. Kelsey’s mind grasped at it. Was it her boyfriend? She wanted to scream his name, but found she couldn’t. The woman had finished tying her and now crouched on the bed between the girl’s lovely legs. She slowly was massaging the girl’s thighs as she smiled at Kelsey almost evilly.

“What a lovely sight you are Kelsey. I think I am ready to take you now.”

Kelsey, still hoping that the sound she heard was her boyfriend, tried to plead for mercy. “Please. I think my boyfriend is here. You have to let me go. Please. I shouldn’t have let you touch me. I just…”

“You just what Kelsey? You liked to have me touch you didn’t you? It felt good. You wanted me to do it. Didn’t you?”

“No, I mean, yes, it felt good. But we’re both women. This isn’t right. I’m married,” Kelsey pleaded.

Suddenly another voice spoke.

“Yes, you are married aren’t you?” Kelsey’s boyfriend Sean said from the bedroom door.

“Sean, I can explain. Uh….this woman….she came to the door….and….she….uh….”

“Hello Mr. Stephans,” the woman said to him. “You’re just in time. I’m about to taste your wife”

Kelsey’s boyfriend and the woman both smiled at each other as the realization came to Kelsey of what was happening. Her boyfriend was making good on the longtime fantasy they had shared during their lovemaking. He had found a woman to come to Kelsey when she was least expecting it. The woman never wanted to sell her makeup.

The woman only wanted to seduce her and Kelsey had let it happen.

“Well then, you had better get to it,” Sean said as he sat in a chair next to the bed.

The woman let herself slide down so that she was laying on her stomach between Kelsey’s legs. She pressed her hands between the girl’s thighs as she lowered her mouth to the girl’s vulnerable pussy. Her tongue reached out gently and began to lick over the girl’s moist outer flesh. Kelsey’s head reared back and she tried to move, but the ropes and straps held her firmly. The woman smiled to herself as her tongue licked slowly and deliberately over every inch of Kelsey’s pussy.

Her hands held the girl’s legs firmly as Kelsey bucked against her bindings. The electric shocks she felt as the woman’s tongue began to take her almost made her black out. The girl moaned openly as she felt the woman’s warm, wet tongue glide over her most tender flesh. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with each touch. Her mind wanted to scream as she felt sensations that were brand new to her.

She was suddenly aware that her boyfriend was crouching next to her ear.

“I told you it was going to happen. I told you that I would find a woman to take you and I did. It’s so erotic now that I can watch her lick you Kelsey . She’s going to take you. I’m going to let her take you,” he whispered to her.

“Sean, I….,” she started to say, but the sudden push of the woman’s tongue deep into her sex cut her off.

Kelsey clenched her eyes shut and held her breath as she felt the woman’s magical tongue penetrate her. The woman shoved her tongue as deep as she could, held it there for several seconds, and then slowly withdrew it only to shove it right back into the girl.

Kelsey couldn’t hear if Sean was talking to her anymore; all of her senses were focused on the incredible sensation she felt between her legs. The woman smiled to herself as she tongue fucked the pretty little redhead. This girl was so pretty and so delicious, she might have to give Mr. Stephans a discount just so she could get her hands on his lovely wife again.

As one moan after another escaped the girl’s lips, her body stiffened and her head rolled to one side as a huge orgasm overwhelmed her. The woman sensed it coming and shoved her tongue as deep into the girl as she could and held it there. The girl twisted almost on her side as her body tried to endure the most intense orgasm she had ever had.

It was nearly a minute before she finally rolled onto her back again as the wave subsided. The woman’s head lifted from the steaming girl’s sex and she hungrily licked her lips, sucking in the last of the girl’s juices and savoring her taste.

“Mr. Stephans, your little wife is simply delicious. I’d be glad to come back any time you…. or she…. might need me.”

“I think that can be arranged Leigh. And probably sooner rather than later,” he said as he slipped her $500.

The woman looked at the spent girl as she laid there still in the bondage Leigh had used.

“You can return those to me next time. I have lots of others for my other customers,” she said slyly as she gathered up her bag and made ready to leave.

“Yes, I bet you do,” he said as he showed her to the door and let her out.

Locking the door, he went back into the bedroom and stared at his beautiful wife. His mind raced back through the sensual scene that had just taken place. Kelsey had let the woman touch her, seduce her, and put her into bondage. The woman had tongued her sweet pussy until Kelsey had orgasmed so intensely that he was almost worried for her.

And now, she was still spread out on the bed, still tied down, and so ready to be taken again. His cock was already hard as he stripped his own clothes off and lowered himself onto his wife.

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The two owe their life to Dr. Storm, having saved them from crippling depressions and self doubts. They continually repay her daily with their bodies that Dr. Storm so willing accepts.

The sex takes on many different forms, from soft and gentle to raucous and competitive. Can the mature doctor keep up with her young wards?

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Jylyn is taken before the Centurion in command of the city’s garrison of Amazonian soldiers, a beautiful Asian girl no older than twenty-four summers, who ordered her guards to untie the Wrod and introduced herself as Tazmyn Del Shinohara Kino.

The two women become close and the Elf Maid is dismayed when the Centurion leaves her to chase a dragon. Jylyn knows that Tazmyn hasn’t a chance against the dragon and goes to her aid. Jylyn reveals that she is on a secret mission for the Empress to slay the dragon.

News is not good when Jyl gets to the dragon’s lair. All have been killed she is told by a priest tending to the bodies. The thought of Taz’s death unleashes the hidden power of the Elf Maid and she goes to seek revenge for her lover.

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Kira is out for a Friday night with her girlfriends, and they must stop at a strip club to pick up a friend who dances there. All the girls but Kira get progressively drunker as the night wears on.

Straight laced Kira, doesn’t drink or do pot, finds herself being seduced by one of the hot dancers. It is a revelation as it makes Kira question her sexuality.

Jessy her best friend, is unaware of Kira’s proclivities, and is disappointed Kira hasn’t shared this with her. It seems Kira is suffering from the worst hangover and worrying about if she has lost her best friend.