A week away…
After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her with a getaway to a remote location.
When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of curious young women and a sexy instructor.
A faint cry broke the silence, followed by a whispered hush. Shadows swayed across the bed on the other side of Veronica’s, the one where Natasha slept. But there was no sleeping at that moment. She was having sex. But where was Veronica? Had she heard and left the room?”That’s it, V, fuck me hard. You rock that strap-on so well.”I gasped then covered my mouth, hoping no one else heard.”Quiet, Natasha. Someone’s awake.”Shit! I froze, not even daring to breathe.
“No, it’s probably just someone snoring. It a room with five women, one of them is bound to make noises in their sleep.”
My heart pounded so loud I was sure the entire room heard. Two of my roommates were having sex. Two women. I didn’t have anything against same-sex couples, but I didn’t expect to be in the same room while they got it on. And what about their boyfriends? Wasn’t the point of our time here to learn to have better sex with our partners? Obviously not for these two.
As much as their cheating bothered me, just hearing them turned me on. Something I would never admit to anyone. My pussy throbbed, and I longed for some sexual attention. When was the last time Braeden slept in bed, made love to me? Under the sheets, I slid my hand below the waistband of my sleep shorts. I’d never masturbated with someone else in the same room, but I refused to deny my sudden need.
I parted my swollen labia with two fingers, running them through my pussy juice. Braeden had never left me dripping so fast. More than ready, I expected to get off very quick. And hopefully get back to sleep before my other two roommates woke.
With the next slap of skin, I plunged my fingers deep inside. I fought back the moan threatening to escape. Like I needed them to know their fucking made me horny.
I’m happily married with a naughty imagination. Sometimes all it takes is a whispered word or a sexy picture to inspire my next tale. My erotica stories may be contemporary, sci-fi, or paranormal, but all of them will leave you wet and panting for more.