Filthy Bits 2: Another Erotic Collection

By Edward Daniels

“Filthy Bits 2: Another Erotic Collection” combines four of Edward Daniels’ popular erotic ebooks into a single collection. Each book has something different to offer, but contains more then enough variety to satisfy everyone’s taste, kink, and perversion. “Filthy Bits 2” includes descriptions of Oral Sex, Masturbation, Lesbian Threesomes, Bondage, Submission, Dominance, Anal, BDSM, Pseudo-incest, Sex at the office, MFF play, and much more.

The books included in this collection are:

- Coveting thy Neighbor’s Trophy Wife: Part 2 - The story of what happens when three people find one another as their previous lives fall apart. After a summer together, Part 2 explores their lives as Kelly returns to school, Anne finds a place in her new home, and Dave struggles to keep up with the carnal demands of two girls half his age.

- Gainfully Employed - A collection of short stories about sex, work, and taking your pleasures where you find them. We spend a third of our lives at work, it only seems fair that we enjoy a little bit of that time. The next time you look at your coworkers, ask yourself who’s the one getting laid in the washroom and which one likes to masturbate at her desk when she thinks no one is watching. Better yet, maybe you’re the one who’s diddling the intern during happy hour.

- Accidental Dominance: Part 2 - When you live the lifestyle 24/7, even a weekend at the beach isn’t your typical vacation. The second installment of the Accidental Dominance series follows Angie and Eddie on a weekend getaway and shows that just because you’re on holiday, you don’t leave your kinks at home.

- She Needs to Be Used – Follow the 22 year old Autumn and her search for a man who will use her the way she craves – as an object to be abused and degraded for his enjoyment. Autumn’s chance meeting with Mark opens her eyes (and other parts of her anatomy) to what’s been missing in her life. Their relationship is not for the faint of heart and includes explicit descriptions of oral sex, bondage and discipline, and watersports.

Filthy Bits 2 includes a sample from “True Stories of a Middle Class Sugar Daddy”, another erotic ebook by Edward Daniels.

Warning: This book contains highly explicit descriptions of sex between consenting adults. If you are offended by sexual material or not of legal age in your jurisdiction, please do not purchase this book.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Edward Daniels
• Release date: Sep 6, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301555307

Edward Daniels

Edward Daniels is a proud erotic fiction author with a focus on telling short stories. His interests exploring the world of BDSM, sugar relationships, cheating spouses, prostitution, students and teachers, and even several stories “based on the true story” of his misspent youth. Many of his short stories are available in collections for those who want to find out how everything turns out in the end or who want to sample a range of different erotic possibilities. Based in Maryland, the author enjoys sharing his stories, and the filthy ideas inside his head, with the world.

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Filthy Bits 2: Another Erotic Collection

By Edward Daniels

Copyright 2012 Edward Daniels

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Table of Contents

She Needs to Be Used

Chapter 1: Chance Meeting

Chapter 2: Anticipation

Chapter 3: Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 4: Knowing Your Place

Chapter 5: Break-in Period

Chapter 6: Face Time

Chapter 7: Checking Boundaries

Epilogue

Coveting Thy Neighbor’s Trophy Wife: Part 2

Chapter 1: The New Normal

Chapter 2: 48 Hours

Chapter 3: Dirty Girls

Chapter 4: First Snow

Chapter 5: Starting Winter Break

Gainfully Employed

Chapter 1: Last Train

Chapter 2: Caught on Camera

Chapter 3: Happy Hour

Chapter 4: Parking Garage

Chapter 5: Layover

Chapter 6: Fired

Accidental Dominance: Part 2

Chapter 1: Down the Shore

Chapter 2: Brass Tacks

Chapter 3: Taking Two

Chapter 4: Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash

Chapter 5: The Drive

Sample Chapter from True Stories of a Middle Class Sugar Daddy – Available as single or as part of Filthy Bits: An Erotic Collection.

She Needs to Be Used

Edward Daniels

April 2012

Chapter 1: Chance Meeting

Autumn was not the kind of girl who ever planned to meet someone online. She never had a problem meeting men, only a problem meeting men who didn’t have a tendency to end up in jail. Her sister had been the one who insisted she set up a profile on Match after watching her slip in and out of a long series of relationships that end badly. That had been enough to make sure her attention turned to saving one of their other single friends and left Autumn more or less in peace.

There was a reason Autumn attracted what the family considered the wrong type of men, but it wasn’t something she was going to share with them any time soon. Trying to explain to her ultra-conservative parents and soccer mom sister that she got off on being abused and degraded wasn’t the kind of conversation they were ever going to have. Her social circle of college educated middle class women wasn’t particularly open to creative options when it came to sex. In fact, if it weren’t for the occasional child showing up, sex wouldn’t even have been hinted at in their conversations.

The websites that Autumn frequented weren’t the average dating sites. She spent a lot of time reading, researching, and trying to figure out exactly where she fit in on the sexual spectrum. The best she could normally manage was figuring out that whatever she wanted was alternative. She loved being choked, slapped, bound, and gagged. The rougher the treatment, the more intensely her body responded. She wasn’t exactly proud of the things she did or that she often found those things only in cheap motel rooms with whatever stranger had been buying the drinks that night.

The surprising part was that so few men she met were interested in anything close to extreme. Most guys wanted their cock sucked or a wet hole to fuck, but anything more than hair pulling sent them into a panic. At least online she could indulge her fantasies without guilt or putting herself in any real danger. Unfortunately, that also took away most of what made it a turn on in the first place.

At 5’2’’, rail thin, with ash blonde hair, Autumn wouldn’t have had any problem bringing home the man of her choice from any bar in the county. There were nights she did just that. It scratched her immediate itch, but never really satisfied her deeper desires. Then again, even experienced men would tend to find her deeper desires fairly disturbing. Not everyone is cut out for kink. It’s a pity more people who say they’re kinky don’t realize that before they embarrass themselves.

Even with her long list of bad experiences of meeting people in normal places like bars, the supermarket, or the mall, there was something about Mark47 that kept bringing her back to his profile. He’d only sent one message, been flawlessly polite, not pushy, and as entertaining as one could be over a dating site’s messaging system. He seemed like a legitimately nice guy. Then again, serial killers all probably seem like nice guys except to the people they bury in the basement. Still, she was intrigued enough to make it worth responding to his message.

After a few days worth of emails, text messages, and late night phone calls, they agreed on a quick getting-to-know-you meeting at the local non-corporate coffee bar the following afternoon. No pressure, low stress, and in a very public place. Even when you’re looking for a man who would beat you until you can’t sit down, the basic safety rules apply. There’s a world of difference between liking pain and wanting to be dead. Yet another thing that most normal people never seem to understand.

Autumn had done her best to look presentable for this first date. The subject of sex never came up. Besides, she was never really sure how to approach the subject of wanting to be used like a rented mule. Despite having very few personal limits, Autumn was almost painfully shy when it came to talking about the kind of sex she liked. A young lifetime of rejection because of that central part of who she was would have that effect on a girl. It was better to test the waters a bit first before showing up with a purse full of toys, ties, and other implements.

As she waited for her order, Autumn scanned the room hoping that she wasn’t the first one to arrive. Experience told her that dramatically increased the chance of being stood up. She didn’t see anyone even coming close to Mark’s description, unfortunately. Trying to look natural and not give off the vibe of a girl who has been stood up, Autumn tweaked one of the half dozen piercings in her right ear and blew the bangs out of her eyes. Even though no one was paying attention, she couldn’t help but feel that ever set of eyes in the shop was on her.

Hi… Autumn? His deep voice was unmistakable. Mark arrived out of nowhere and stood directly behind Autumn as he spoke. Startled, her head spun around and Autumn found herself looking directly into Mark’s crotch. He was standing what most people would consider uncomfortably close. For some reason, Autumn didn’t mind.

Ummm… Mark? Autumn asked looking up hopefully from under her eyelashes.

Mark grinned. He hulked over Autumn more like a mountain than a man. He extended his hand and she made a point of inspecting it before reaching out to shake it. She’d only met him thirty seconds ago and the first thing she thought about was how his massive hand would feel pressed against her throat, starving her of life giving oxygen.

Ugg, I’m such a freak, Autumn thought. Thankfully years of effort kept her from saying things like that out loud at inopportune moments.

It’s nice to finally meet you, Mark said, meeting her gaze with his own. His face was a mix of curiosity and somewhat obvious sexual attraction. Autumn’s ribbed tee shirt plunged at the neck and clung to every curve. Her frame was small enough that even her b-cup tits looked oversized.

Mark seemed older than Autumn expected, not that she cared. Most of her boyfriends were older, some by a decade or two. Her parents would freak out if they knew she dated guys their age, but then again they’d freak out if they knew even a fraction of the things she had done before even finishing high school. The thought of her uptight mother and Baptist deacon father getting a peak at her life always made her smile for some reason. She didn’t hate them, but wasn’t above causing them some discomfort and irritation by way of payback for all church camps and Bible studies they sent her to when she was younger.

Mark and Autumn made an immediate connection over coffee. Without them realizing it, two hours slipped away before one of them even glanced at the clock. With a start, Mark pushed back from the table and announced that he was late for an appointment. Autumn tried not to look hurt as he ushered her towards the door. She though their first date had gone well, even if he didn’t bend her over the table and fuck the shit out of her right there in the shop with the other customers watching. She wasn’t expecting that, really, but a girl can dream.

As they arrived at Autumn’s car, Mark made the first move and leaned down to kiss her. His arms all but pinned her against his chest. With nothing more than a flex, he could have knocked the wind out of her. She almost swooned when he set her feet back on the sidewalk. Autumn turned quickly and reached for her door before Mark had the chance to see the impact his proximity was having on her.

Out of nowhere, Mark’s hand made contact with the thin layer of denim covering Autumn’s ass. She yelped and reached behind her to rub the spot where she was sure there was not a full hand print.

Is that all you’ve got, she asked with as much of a pout as she could manage.

Mark raised an eyebrow and climbed into his truck. He leaned out the open window, waved, and called out, I’ll see you soon before roaring down the road towards whatever it was that had him in a hurry to leave.

Autumn watched the truck grow smaller in the distance until all that was left was a speck of taillight headed out of town

Jesus, she mumbled, he could throw me through a brick wall if he wanted to. She stepped back, resting her still tingling ass against the cool metal of her car’s fender, and wondered if it was going to bruise. After a few minutes, she managed to calm down enough to get behind the wheel. Her ass felt better. Unfortunately, now it was her cunt that tingled. Dealing with that would take more than a few minutes of deep breathing and a cool fender.

Chapter 2: Anticipation

Autumn really thought she’d hear from Mark the next day. Sure, he took off like a shot at the end of the date, but he had stuck around long enough to play grab-ass. Since she hadn’t given it up, Autumn assumed he’d probably stick around at least long enough to make an effort to get in her pants. She didn’t have any qualms about fucking on a first date and would have happily welcomed Mark into her bed, or the back seat of her car, or the bed of his truck. If he’d have asked for it, she’d have sucked him off right there between the cars in the parking lot. Autumn was a lot of things, but shy was not one of them, especially when it came to sex.

She wrote off the lack of contact the next day as Mark just being busy. No harm, no foul. By day two, she was beginning to wonder if she had done or said something that offended him. By the third day, she was pissed not so much at Mark, but because she had wasted the effort in the first place.

Grr. What a douchebag, she complained to one of her closest friends. I mean is it so fucking hard to send an email and let me know he’s not interested?

Before the end of the sentence left her mouth, her phone chirped once, indicating that she had a text. It was the middle of the afternoon, but she was mostly expecting another dtf message from one of her usual hook ups. If she’d known it was Mark, she would have answered right away.

Fifteen minutes later, her phone started to ring. Autumn looks slightly surprised as her phone vibrated halfway across the table before she picked it up to look at the ID. Her eyes lit up and her friend instantly knew that it was Mark calling. Finally. Being Autumn’s friend was nothing if not an adventure. Keeping up with the drama that swirled around the girl was practically a full contact sport.

Uh… Hey.

What are you doing, cunt? Mark’s voice came through the phone with a harder edge than she was use to. Thank God she hadn’t picked up on speaker.

Um, I’m out with a friend, Autumn finally squeaked. Her friend looked at her quizzically.

What was that, slut? I don’t think I heard you right. Mark’s voice had gone from edgy to ominous in under three seconds.

I’m out with a friend… um…. Sir? Sitting in a crowded café, Autumn could feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Her response had definitely been a question. The conversation wasn’t at all what she expected. Her friend was speechless for the first time that afternoon. Since she could only hear Autumn’s side of the conversation, Mark’s words was left to her very creative imagination.

Fuck that, Mark said with finality. I want you to come to my place tonight and I’m going to assume you won’t have any problem making that happen.

No, sir. It won’t be a problem. I’ll tell my parent’s I’m staying with Tracy tonight. Tracy had been listening to this one sided conversation and tried to wave off from that idea, but Autumn was completely focused on her phone and didn’t see the annoyed looks she was getting from her friend.

That’s a good cunt. Be here at 8:00. I’ll send you the address. Then the line went dead and Autumn was left with her phone pressed to her ear and half the patrons in the café staring at her. It was 5:00 already and she had no idea where she was going. Autumn grabbed Tracy’s wrist and pulled her towards the door.

On the short ride to her parent’s