It's Only Sex: A Collection of Erotic Tales

By J.M. Christopher

A collection of hot, steamy erotic stories. The stories in this collection include:

My Boyfriend's Dad Stole My Virginity
Amy has been dating Malcolm for a while, and though they have been intimate, she is determined to remain a virgin until their married. However, Malcolm's dad has other plans for nubile girl. While staying at Malcolm's dad's house, Malcolm gets called away for work, leaving Amy alone with his father. In the middle of the night Amy wakes up to find herself tied and blindfolded. It appears Amy won't be a virgin for long. And she's going to love losing it, whether she likes it or not.

Screwing My Boss' Husband
When Kara's boss Melanie invited her to her home for a dinner party, she didn’t expect her husband, Allan, to be so flirtatious. After having a few too many drinks, he helped Kara to the guest bedroom and helped his wife to bed. Then he came back to her. Having sex with his wife in the next room is exciting for both Kara and Allan. But what will happen when Melanie wakes up?

Losing My Cherry
She went to the party specifically to see Kyle. She really didn't know what to expect when the night started. Would Kyle notice her? Would he try something with her? Sooner than she expects, he whisks her away to his room so they can be alone. Will she leave with her virginity still intact?

Sexy Intern's First Screw
Kerry has always dreamed of getting into politics. So, when she's given the opportunity to intern with a famous politician, she is extremely excited. Upon entering his office, Senator Magniola shows Kerry a new world of power, control and sex. This young college girl is exposed to the dirtiest side of politics and can't get enough of it.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.M. Christopher
• Release date: May 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301525201

J.M. Christopher

Been around the world and have heard a lot of stories. I'm just sharing them with you.

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It’s Only Sex

A Collection of Erotic Tales

By

J.M. Christopher

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Table of Contents

My Boyfriend’s Dad Stole My Virginity

Screwing My Boss’ Husband

Losing My Cherry

Sexy Interns First Screw

My Boyfriend’s Dad Stole My Virginity

By J.M. Christopher

It’s Friday night, and I look amazing. I’m wearing tight, dark wash jeans that show off my thick, round ass perfectly, and an olive green v-neck shirt. My hair hangs in ringlets around my shoulders, and I have to say, I look pretty damn sexy. It’s a shame that all this work will go to waste tonight, since I’m going to dinner with my boyfriend and his dad.

My boyfriend has seen me look a lot better than this, especially in bed, so he’s not going to notice anything tonight, except maybe a bit of cleavage. And his dad, well, I don’t really care what he thinks about me. I’ve been dating Malcolm for over a year, and we’ve met before, so this is nothing new. I know that his dad likes me, and we get along alright, even though he kind of creeps me out. But we get along, and that’s really all that matters.

I check one last time that I’m wearing the right panties, just in case Malcolm and I end up having some fun. We won’t have sex, because he’s agreed that we’ll wait until our relationship is a bit more serious, and we’re more strongly committed. All of my friends laugh at me because I’m a virgin, even though Malcolm and I have spent more than a few nights together. But I’m not going to let that change any time soon—plus, there are tons of things you can do without going all the way.

As I fix my hair up, placing a sparkly clip in it so that I don’t have it hanging in my face all night, I hear my phone’s ring tone as I get a text message. It’s from Malcolm, Hey beautiful, I’m here, come on down.

I grab my purse and the key to my dorm room, and go down the stairs to the parking lot. There, my super sexy boyfriend waits in the driver’s seat of his Ford pickup truck. I have to laugh as he gets out of the truck, walks all the way around, and opens the door for me. Then, he buckles the seat belt, making sure it’s snug and lays nicely right between my tits, and then he gets back into his seat. He’s always been sweet to do things like that, and it always makes me laugh.

So, what’s the plan for tonight babe? Are we going to eat at your dad’s house or are we going out with him? And are we going to spend the night?

I think my dad wants us to spend the night so we can help him around the house tomorrow. I don’t know where we’re going for dinner though, he said just to come over to his house and if we decide to go out, he’ll drive us.

Sounds good, I lean in and kiss him as he starts the engine up again.

I would never admit it to him, but I hate spending the night at his dad’s house. It’s kind of creepy, and I’m really not comfortable around his father. The guy is way younger than my own dad is, and something about the way he looks at me makes my skin crawl. But at least Malcolm will be there the whole time, to protect me.

I watch as we drive past countless numbers of buildings, parks, and shopping centers. It’s a long drive to his father’s house, since he lives in the next state over—so that means about forty five minutes of driving for us.

While we drive, I rest my hand on Malcolm’s thigh, and every time we stop at a red light, I lean in to kiss him. We don’t really have much to say until I ask him about his work. That’s all he ever really likes to talk about.

When do you start your next project with work?

"Well, I’m waiting for my boss to call me about the next construction job, he says it could be any day now. I know we’re going to paint an entire house, and build a new deck for them. It’s been a while since I had a painting job, and I can’t wait. It’s so much easier than landscaping.

I’ll have a $100 bonus if the homeowner likes my work, and no one’s ever been disappointed by my work. It’ll be great. I can add all the money I earn to my savings account, since I don’t have to pay college tuition, like some people."

Sorry sweetheart, not all of us can have rich daddies who will buy our way through life for us. Some of us have to do things by ourselves. Anyway, do you have an idea of when it might start, like Monday or something?

"See, that’s the thing, it could be tomorrow. It all depends on when I get the call. That reminds me, he did