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Summer Swap 3

Philippe and Scarlet and Sully.

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Summer Swap 4.1

Cody had encouraged him to go along on a boat ride to the island, that they had a secret mission together. When Byron asked him what the secret mission was, Cody said it was classified.

And, yeah, there was something cool about shooting to shore in a ballsy speedboat with a dude who was a special forces guy, selected for some top secret mission. But, holy shit, he couldn’t have anticipated what the secret mission was.

They’d boated into Great Cinnamon Bay, docked there, stroll...

Summer Swap 3.17

There were things she remembered in the morning light.

Things like how it felt to be underneath a powerhouse of a man like Philippe. How he filled her and stretched her, how she’d been underneath him, disbelieving she could accommodate him. She remembered orgasms. She remembered Sully orchestrating Philippe’s actions, telling him, “She likes it like that,” and “Turn her over on her tummy, pull her ass up, she likes getting pushed into the bed that way.” Sully, Sully, Sully. ...

Summer Swap 3.16

When Philippe was seated at the side of the bed, they worked together to get Scarlet’s languorous body up onto Philippe’s lap, sitting on him like he was a Santa Claus mall. And his dazed wife looked at Philippe with glazed unknowing; Philippe could have been a mall Santa for all Scarlet knew right now.

Hey, hey,” he whispered, patting her cheek.

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” she said, exhausted but amused and laughing.

“Lay back with her,” he said to Philippe.

Summer Swap 3.15

The ratchet snap of the handcuffs releasing woke her. Groggy and out of it still, Lily eased forward on the bed like an inch worm, rubbing her wrists on the bedding to take away the cuffs’ bite on her delicate skin. The man unlocked the stocks on her ankles and she was free at last.

Then her Master’s voice: “You can remove your mask, Lily.”

In one wide-awake motion she snatched away the mask and thrashed around, jumping to the foot of the bed to lock her arm’s around her...

Safe Words 3.11

If he’d shown up to the job site with Gus’s truck all dinged up he would’ve been a dead man. Or had to call from a ditch? In Gus’s brand-new truck, laying on its side with the door pushed in, his dip shit employee dazed and sitting at the side of the road?

An awful feeling of guilt twisted him even though he’d got away with spinning Gus’s truck out. He nosed the brand-new pickup truck behind the other Gus Stevenson van parked by the house at the end of the customer’s long ...

Summer Swap 3.14

The stranger in the suite had left Lily gasping and panting on the bed. He’d done terrible things to her backside, things she was to timid to admit to her Master. But she would. She would confess the dirty things he had done, as shameful as it might be. She lay now with her face smooshed into the bedding, her hair damp and clinging to her cheeks and back and shoulders, bound and tied in such an undignified and unforgiving position. A froggy. A defenseless little sex froggy.

But the ma...

Summer Swap 3.13

More than ten inches, they discovered. Sully guided her hands, never touching Philippe’s erection, but comfortable working close to it with her, almost hand-over-hand at times. She’d pushed the tape’s zero end into the bushy seam where Philippe’s enormous penis emerged from his body, gripped it thee, her hand C-clamped around the ultra-thick base. The other hand, Sully’s light grip on her wrist, ran the tape up to the bulbous head of Philippe’s cock. It was a plump and might knot,...

Summer Swap 3.12

Scarlet’s flesh was feverish. An inner heat roasted, and Sully felt the temperature of his wife’s arousal against his lips as he kissed and suckled. Her nipples were full and swollen, with the plumpness of new fruit. He was naked, and she was topless. She loved male genitalia, and their partner for the evening had a gold medal winner between his legs.

Scarlet’s muscles quivered under her taut skin. Sully’s hands played over her ribs and stomach and lower back like he was explori...

Summer Swap 3.11

A breeze caressing her stuck-out ass cheeks let Lily know someone had entered the suite. She wondered if Arlo stayed. Then wondered what she would prefer. It would make her feel safer knowing her Daddy was in the room watching out for her. But then, did she want her proud, loving Master to witness his subject’s subjugation to a man who wasn’t her Master? Would her Master enjoy seeing another man use his wife like an object meant only for sex?

A hand rested on the top curve of her ru...

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Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 20

Max asked her if she was hungry and Maggie sighed and ran a hand through her hair. He turned nervously and watched her profile. They were both naked, shoulder to shoulder on her double dorm room bed. Sunlight streamed from the window and lit her up, glowing, from her breasts down. He was in shade except for his feet.

“Maggie?”

“Yeah?”

“Is something wrong?”

His stomach flipped as he watched her eyeballs look around. All the lust was drained from him. He’d ...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 19

Biggest orgasm of her life. Not that you could measure them. Most memorable she would have to say. The most incredible sexual experience of her life. Everything about it tuned her on to the point she was electrified. Jay’s body, his face, his accomplishments, his physical ability, his upbringing, his intelligence, his dirty talk, the passion he had, yes, the size of his cock too—all of it together led her down a path that was ended at a cliff ledge. She’d stepped off happily and plummet...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 18

He loved watching his bad girl. Loved watching her discover herself. He hated watching Jay. Hated the sight of his cock pushing inside her.

Maggie wrestled with her actions and his heart swelled with love. But Jay was sharing something with her and he didn't like it. Didn't like how they looked in each other's eyes. Definitely didn't like all the kissing. He'd wanted more of a wham-bam sort of thing. Wanted Jay to just hold her down and fuck her and Max could watch her face, watch her p...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 17

Max watched Maggie grip Jay’s cock with both hands and marvel at it. She held it in two fists, another handful poking beyond the top hand, his flared head like a bursting knot. She stroked him. He was so big. Fuck. Max touched himself. He said he wouldn't but he was going to scream in here.

As soon as he held his own cock, he twitched and spasmed, spewed hot clear fluid over his knuckles. He didn't stroke himself. Just held it and watched his Maggie.

She used both hands, eyes na...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 16

Jay sat on her bed. Sat where Max would sit when they would kiss before they made love. Sitting there with his muscular body, that big cock sticking up, slackly, stiff and straight, but leaning across a thigh. It was fully hard, long and thick and looking to sink inside the woman he loved. His own cock ached, ached just like Jay’s, just as hard, maybe half the size. He stifled a groan, exhaled roughly, wincing, watching this horrible event.

His Maggie was enraptured. He could see it. ...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 15

He sat under the sawhorse and it was comfortable. She’d made a nice spot for him. Even put a cushion on the floor for him to sit on. She was very considerate. It was a lot more comfortable than when he’d stuffed himself in here a few days ago. His body twisted up, his heart wrenched, his cock poking sideways, strangled in his underwear. Today he would watch and hopefully he would get those feelings again, but hopefully, now that he was relatively honest with Maggie, it would be...enjoyabl...

Summer Swap 3.10

Both men presented their shrouded genitalia to her. Two confident men who were fun and easy to talk to. Shit, she married one of them, and loved him to bits. Her hands tugged their waistbands downward in synchronized fashion, tugging on the left, then tugging on the right, like climbing a ladder. Her most-familiar friend popped free first; upright and raging hard, parting the fly of Sully’s shorts and shooting forward like the figurehead prow on a nation’s mightiest warship; Sully’s ere...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 14

Passing through the Oren Glen he found Cole on his own, sitting on the raised concrete edge of the circular garden. Another warm day, three in a row now and campus was crawling with students dressed like it was summer. Cole had cargo shorts and flip-flops, a Rangers sweatshirt that some of the players wore and a baseball hat pulled low; his face was hidden under the peak, his fingers texting away.

Max threw his bag over his shoulder and crossed behind the circular planter as big as a sw...

Summer Swap 3.9

Sully stood, then crossed the space that separated him and his wife and Philippe. He set his almost-empty glass of moonshine down on the table with a quiet but heavy thud, stepped rearward and sat back down on the edge of the bed. His brow had settled low over his eyes, darting left and right at the people sitting opposite. He licked his lips, ran a hand through his hair, his auditory processing coming very slow.

“Wait a second.”

Scarlet’s smile grew wider and her eyes narro...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 13

He whispered in her ear, “I want to be your first before you sneak around and give this to another man.”

“You are my first Max...”

“Do I feel good?”

“You feel so good, Max,” she sighed, looking down now, watching her own belly roll with her heaving breath.

He touched her pussy and she almost fell. His hand swept down and his fingers parted her folds. She was completely smooth down there. Wet from her insides, wet from water and soap, and his hand glided...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 12

They got themselves completely naked—she already was—but she had Max strip down to nothing. His cock stuck straight up between his legs looking like it might burst. She laughed when she saw it. They got robes on, big fluffy things, both hers, grabbed toiletries, put slippers on, an extra pair of hers squeezed onto Max’s feet. Hand in hand, they calmly strolled the hall, her toothbrush stuck in her cheek and her hair pulled back in a ponytail.

Down to the end of the hall, past the ...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 11

Max groaned, a painful surge in his belly, his cock ached in his pants. He wanted to fuck her right now. Forget about shaving, he had a monstrous urge to wrench her pants down and shove himself inside her.

“Where?” he asked, enjoying the tickle of this dark game.

“In my drawer.”

“Take your pants off for me.”

He felt dizzy as he rose, blood pumping like a piston from his heart, going everywhere but his brain. He sat on the edge of the bed and opened her draw...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 10

In the morning he had Public Economics 440, then Monetary Policy. After lunch, a peanut butter sandwich he ate from a plastic baggie in the hall at Millbrook, he had European Economic Integration, and then Gov 335. Concentrating during those classes had proven difficult. He took notes, typed away on his laptop. Wasn’t even sure what had been written. Not sure he’d even comprehended what the lecture was about. He was vaguely aware, sure, some surface understanding. But the bulk of his cran...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 9

“Maggie, wait,” he called behind her. She heard him doing his pants up. She stopped at the mouth. Stood there watching the shadows of the tied umbrellas in the tables on the patio reach to her feet, pointing their blades at her.

Watch her?

She hugged herself, her legs, cold now, pressed to each other. Her hair danced around her as another light gust picked up.

“Maggie,” Max said as he caught up and threw his arms around her. “Maggie, I’m sorry, I...is th...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 8

As her orgasm subsided it was replaced with a fast rising tide of shame. She was humiliated. Those things she admitted were the things that ended relationships. She cried now, her back sobbing, her Max pressed to her. Wanted to turn and face him but she couldn't look him in the eye. That was not dirty talk. That was true. Did he know it was true? Did he want it to be true?

His hands calmed her back but his cock was angry inside her, pulsing and urgent. His slightest movement tickled. Sh...

Summer Swap 3.8

Lily stood facing the bed like she was told, while Arlo worked behind her. Her husband was clothed, and she was naked.

Near her ear, Arlo said, “I’m sorry, Lily. This is the best I could do.”

“I trust you, Sir,” she whispered, wishing there was another way, but knowing her Master would do right by her to the death—or to meet somewhere they both could settle. Since her Master had tried, and won for her a midway point she could accept, it was her duty now to submit. And ...

Safe Words 3: Angel's Grace, Chapter 10

Saturday afternoon, time and a half, and fresh plump snow billowed out behind the glossy pickup truck as Brian pushed it to its limits along the Il-80. It had snowed all morning, and he was the first along the road, making fresh tracks and leaving a frosty cloud in his wake. He caught his fractional, bent-corner smile in the rearview as he watched the plumes behind him. He was doing sixty down the country road, but in his boss’s new truck, it felt like nothing.

He never thought an exp...

Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 7

An ash tree in a planter at the edge of the street acted as a canopy, stretching across the mouth of the alley. Pale yellow leaves rustled on its branches in the breeze, some giving up for the season early and fluttering down to the ground. He led his Maggie down the alley.

During dinner, while they ate and drank, the dirtiest of thoughts slithered through his head. The things he had witnessed today; other things, too. Things he should never want to see. Maggie pulling down Cole’s zip...