Sex Scenes: Erotica Excerpts - Volume 1

By Kim Corum

***WARNING!!! EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!***

Ready for something different? How about just the sex scenes?

In Sex Scenes: Erotica Excerpts – Volume 1, author Kim Corum has compiled some of the best sex scenes of her erotic fiction novels to create the first part of an anthology of pure sex erotica. From very naughty to oh-so-nice, Volume 1 of this collection is sure to please.

Please keep in mind, however, that this anthology contains adult situations and language and is intended for a mature audience.

• Language: English
• Publisher: New Tradition Books
• Release date: Oct 1, 2011
• ISBN: 9780983705079

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Contents

I just had sex with another man!

The skirt.

Nice to meet you, Albert.

Infatuation realized.

It was his way or no way.

Out of my element.

Trust me.

What will be…

The luckiest man in the world.

I just had sex with another man!

From Playtime

The setup: Mona and her husband have agreed to an open relationship. In this scene, she experiences sex with another guy for the first time.

Neal, too, had decided to cook for me. He burned two NY Strip steaks to a crisp then called for a pizza. We drank a few beers, smoked a few cigarettes, all the while eyeing one another, knowing what we’d be doing later on. It was very tantalizing. It was also nerve-wracking. I was so edgy, I could have jumped right out of my skin. But then, would he put me back in?

We were out on his patio. I noticed how he kept everything very neat, even his potted plants looked healthy and vibrant with no dead leaves. Maybe I had been wrong about him. He seemed a little nervous and kept asking me if he could get me this or that. I watched with one raised eyebrow as he made a fuss over me. I tried to appear cool, though I was a nervous wreck inside.

How about another beer? he asked.

No, thanks.

Is the pizza okay?

Yeah, I said. It’s pretty good.

He nodded and pointed at my cigarettes. I can run to the store for more cigarettes ’cause it looks like you’ll be out later.

I have another pack in my car.

Oh, okay, he said and smiled at me, then looked up at the sky. Oh, look at all the stars tonight. I see the Big Dipper.

I looked up too. I couldn’t tell one set of stars from another, but I nodded like I could. Oh, right.

He turned back to me. I can turn this down if you want. You do like Sarah McLachlan, don’t you?

No, not really, I’m more of a Motorhead fan. I mean what the fuck? He kept chick music around? Despite that, he was a lot cooler than he had been previously. I was actually beginning to like him. Of course, he wasn’t drunk off his ass like last time.

I have some pot, he said. If you like.

I shook my head. I didn’t want to get high. I wanted to feel every second of this.

He nodded, then said, You’re very pretty.

Thanks, I mumbled, wondering when he was going to get the show on the road.

He leaned in towards me and took my hand. My heart seemed to jump up inside of my chest and began to thump madly. I was in a nervous titter; it was almost like the first time I ever did it, like I was a virgin again. Except I’d remember most of this, if it were pleasant enough. Thankfully, it appeared to be headed in that direction.

He leaned in and brushed his lips against my cheek and breathed, You’re so beautiful.

Such a nice thing to hear when one is on a constant state of self-doubt. Gee… Thanks. You ain’t too bad yourself.

I can’t believe how lucky I am.

Aw, come on. He was getting mushy. And I hated mushy.

He got out of his chair and down on his knees in front of me. He began at my hand, just soft kisses, then up my arms, my neck, my face. Then, my lips. My tongue touched his. We kissed. It was a nice kiss, a gentle kiss. Our mouths moved against each other’s for a moment and then we really began to explore. The kiss was now lusty and I was panting. I got turned-on enormously just from the way he kissed me and I wanted more and more of it. I loved the way he kissed and he was a good kisser. He took his time but he was forceful, like he wasn’t about to move away from me, lest the mood change.

I knew then and there he was going to be the one. He was my number two guy, the second guy I would fuck. I was so glad I had picked him. I was so glad it was about to happen.

He kept kissing me, then pulled me up and walked me backwards all the way into the bedroom. Our lips stayed on top of each others as if we couldn’t get enough of this kiss. I know I couldn’t. We made it into the bedroom and he laid me down on the bed, then slowly, very slowly, he undressed me.

I couldn’t believe it was happening. I was about to do it. I had dreamed about this very thing for so long it seemed almost surreal, as if it were a fantasy. But it wasn’t a fantasy. It was real. And it was good.

I tugged at his clothes, but he pushed my hands away. I felt, for an instant, very vulnerable, then he took off the remainder of my clothes and kissed my naked body, licked it, touched it, admired it, worshipped it.

I was squirming, groaning, panting, wishing he’d fuck me. Now! Come on! Get in! I was dying to see what he felt