Lip Service (Book 3 of "Alison's Erotic Adventures")

By K.C. Cave

After taking seven horny steelworkers on a busted pool table, Alison was ready for something different. She pulled a mashed-up business card out of her purse, the one that she got from the cop she seduced a couple of weeks before. She was a cute female cop who had pulled her over on the interstate just as Alison was about to climax, thanks to her remote-controlled vibrator. The seduction was in an interstate motel—and it was the best sex she had ever had. Now, Alison wanted that sexy cop again. She made the call, and Alison’s new affair kicked off with a long weekend of sex—in a movie theater ladies room, in Alison’s bedroom, in a grocery store, at the mall, with a three-way with another gorgeous woman ... you get the idea. Lip Service is 15,000 words of explicit, panty-wetting, woman-on-woman erotica that you won’t forget. (explicit erotica, F/F, F/F/F, lesbian erotica, BDSM, sex toy erotica, woman cop erotica, anal erotica)

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A peal of ear-splitting thunder echoed throughout the room. The atmosphere felt charged as the sky opened up and heavy splats of rain fell on the stones of the patio outside the glass doors.

Our eyes locked. I moved toward Moriah and ran my finger down her cheek and on to her lips. Her mouth opened and she sucked my finger, twirling her tongue around it.

I slipped a cuff on each wrist and raised her arms. She was just short enough that her hands didn’t reach the ceiling. I ran the rope through the hook and pulled it taut. She stood almost in the middle of the room, her arms stretched high, standing almost on tiptoe.

“What are you going to do to me?” she whispered.

I stood behind her as I made a knot on the hook and lowered my mouth to her ear. “Give me a safe word. Give me a word that, when you say it, I’ll stop whatever I’m doing and let you go.”

“‘Stop?’”

“No, I want you to be able to say ‘stop’ without really meaning it. Something else.”

“Calliope.”

Her hands now secured above her head, I walked in front of her. Reaching down, I rolled her cotton ribbed sweater up above her breasts, revealing a pretty lace bra. Her eyes widened. The rain was coming down hard, and the room darkened from the storm clouds.

I undid the button on her jeans, slowly lowered the zipper, and pulled her pants down toward her knees. She shook one foot, then the other, sending her slip-ons across the room.

I pulled her jeans off her. All that was left were her bra, panties and socks. And her sweater scrunched up to her chin above her small breasts.

Moriah had a look of wild passion in her eyes as she watched my every move. I left her there and looked around the room for some inspiration.

In the corner were my walking sticks, high-tech poles make of carbon fiber, with rubber-coated tips and leather-wrapped handles with loops that secured them to your wrists while hiking. I picked one up and walked back to Moriah.

She licked her dry lips.

Lightning flashed, followed quickly by the crash of thunder. The fresh smell of ozone filled the air. The excitement was palpable. The atmosphere was charged with electricity, both literal and metaphorical.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: May 28, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310293320

K.C. Cave

K.C. Cave writes about sex and love . . . but mostly sex. Go to http://www.kccaveerotica.com to learn more and get free stuff.

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Lip Service

Book 3 of Alison’s Erotic Adventures

K.C. Cave

Text copyright 2014 K.C. Cave

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Introduction

Meet Alison. She’s a normal, gorgeous, early-thirties young woman with a hobby—sex. She calls herself a fuck junkie, but that’s a tad harsh. She’s just a woman her enjoys herself to the max.

Lip Service is Book 3 of Alison’s Erotic Adventures. It’s a stand-alone erotic short story, but a little background might help.

In Book 1, Alison’s New Toy, our hero embarks on an adventure with a new sex toy, a strap-on vibrator with a remote control, to enjoy sex in the outdoors and in public. She jills-off on a park bench and is picked up by a beautiful lesbian, who takes her to her apartment, where they masturbate together. Does it stop there? Of course not. Alison is seduced and enjoys her first lesbian sex encounter.

Next day, Alison goes for a hike in the mountains, her new toy strapped to her pussy, and heads for her favorite, secluded spot for some solo sex. Her plans are thwarted when she finds that someone beat her to it—a handsome young man with his pants around his ankles, beating off under the trees. Alison, enthralled by the sight of his swollen cock and eager to reassert her heterosexuality after her hot lesbian sex, seduces the guy. They make crazy love in the forest clearing.

On the way home, Alison tries something new—masturbating while driving, her new toy buzzing between legs. As luck would have it, the remote slides off the seat, and Alison, about to have a massive orgasm at sixty-five miles an hour, is pulled over by a cop. Guess what? The cop is a female cutie who figures out our hero’s game. The traffic stop ends without Alison getting a ticket. Even better--they head off to a cheap interstate motel, where Alison scores her first lesbian seduction.

Book 2 is Upping the Ante. Alison brags about her sexual adventures with the lesbian, the guy in the woods and the female cop to her old fuck buddy, Tommy, who isn’t impressed. He goads Alison into a real test of her sluttiness—a serial gang bang on a busted pool table in the back of a cheap bar. Is our hero up to the challenge? Of course she is. Tommy drives her to the bar and watches her back as Alison takes on seven horny steelworkers—and then goes home with Tommy, where they make passionate love (on a real bed).

Now, Alison is ready to embark on a new sexual adventure. Care to join her?

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Lip Service

Wednesday

Hi. My name’s Alison. I’m a fuck junkie.

A fuck junkie in need of a fix.

I held the wrinkled business card, beat up after residing at the bottom of my purse for two weeks. After the name of the county police department, it read: Police Officer Moriah Gleason, followed by her phone number.

I had seduced this cute cop in a cheap motel a couple of weeks before. She had pulled me over on the interstate while I was masturbating with a strap-on vibrator, and one thing led to another. In a cheap interstate motel room, I had the best sex ever.

But I had been busy since then. Sorry if this comes off like bragging, but I fucked seven guys on a busted pool table in the back of a bar, my first serial gangbang.

That took care of my urges