Rescued II

More stories, extra suspense, hotter sex! The follow up to the best-selling sensation, Rescued. Five short sexy stories of women in danger. Meet the hot coastguard, the heroic pilot, and a whole team of horny fireman who simply can’t wait their turn…and more!

Includes two bonus short stories from Everything Erotic.

Content advisory: Contains scenes of explict m/f sex, anal sex, and a menage.

This is a collection of five short stories, with two bonus stories, and has a total word count of approximately 19K.

Excerpt:

Her eyes widened as she took in the strong, broad thighs, the fine dark hair, the skin slightly paler than that of his chest and shoulders. Then there was the obvious bulge in the front of his shorts; clearly this man was packing more than just a standard issue!

He bent to pick up the blanket, but caught her staring at him. She couldn’t tear her gaze from the sight of this incredible, almost naked man beside her, even though she realized her staring was incredibly rude.

But when he saw her looking, he made no move to cover himself, and the bulge she’d spotted in his shorts suddenly jerked and lengthened.

“There are other ways to keep warm,” she said, not knowing where the words had come from.

“Michelle…” he started, but she dropped the blanket from her body, exposing herself to him.

He took in the sight of her nearly naked body, his eyes running over the swell of her breasts, the gentle dip of her stomach, her shapely thighs.

“No one will ever know,” she said.

Hesitantly, he leaned in toward her and she met him in the middle, her lips finding his. His lips were as soft and firm as they looked and he kissed her with increasing passion, her mouth opening to his tongue’s gentle probes. She placed her hand on his chest, feeling his smooth skin beneath her fingertips, relishing in his warmth. He responded with a caress of his own, his hand slipping down over her shoulder, settling on her breast. His fingers ran over the hard nub of her nipple, rasping through the coarse material of her bra.

Michelle gasped in response. She wanted more.

Her hand traveled across his chest and down his stomach, loving the feel of the hard muscle beneath his skin. Her palm closed around the now huge length in his shorts and she gave his cock a gentle squeeze.

It was his turn to gasp.

She slipped her fingers beneath the waistband, eagerly seeking his rock-hard dick. The swell of its purple head, so smooth, was moistened by his juices, leaking from its slit. She ran her thumb over the top, smearing the pre-cum over his length before encircling him with her hand and pumping him slowly.

Sean pulled her bra from her shoulders. Not even bothering to remove it fully, he simply pulled down the cups and bent his head to her dark nipple. His hot mouth closed over its peak and he sucked the hard nub, his teeth grating. His hand ran across her flat stomach and he rubbed at her through her damp panties, his thumb finding her clit and applying pressure.

The pumping on his cock grew faster and he slid his fingers into her panties, stroking her smooth, shaved skin. She was already wet and he parted her lips with a couple of firm strokes, smearing her cream over her folds and up over her clit. She was so swollen, engorged with blood, and it only heightened her sensitivity.

Sean’s shorts were frustrating her movements. She impatiently tugged them down, hoping he’d get the message. He did and he lifted his hips for her, allowing her to pull them down, kicking them from his feet, until he was totally naked.

“You’re going to get cold,” she teased.

“Then you’d better keep me warm.”

His cock jutted from a thatch of dark hair, its head a perfect dome. With his fingers still in her panties, she bent her head, taking his thick cock between her lips, tasting his salty pre-cum.

He moaned and pushed his finger inside her and she gripped his digit tight. He pushed deeper and she sank lower on his cock, pushing it as far to the back of her throat as she could, using her tongue to swirl around its girth. The fingers of his other hand knotted in her hair, guiding her head as she sucked hard on his dick.

He slicked his finger in and out, though his movements were hindered by her hunched over position. Instead, he curled his finger inwards, tickling her inner wall.

“Oh God,” he gasped over her. “You’re so fucking good at that.”

His encouragement made her draw even more of him into her mouth, until his head rubbed the smooth skin at the back of her throat. She bobbed faster and he thrust his hips in response, his breath becoming ragged above her.