BBWs and Men in Uniform

By Cindy Johnson

Love sexy men in uniform? Well you are in luck - this little anthology has got all your bases covered. From the sexy marine to the naughty cop to the gentle fireman, these hot men of uniform are ready show you just how they please the curvy women they lust after!

This anthology includes 3 hot short stories, all bundled together for your pleasure:

1. Ridden by the Marine - a shy BBW bartender gets more than she bargained for when a hands marine comes into the empty bar during a snowstorm.

2. Sexily Surprising the Hubby - A bold and confident woman rocks her hard-working firefighter's world when he comes home. He loves all her ample curves, and she shows him just how good coming home to her can be.

3. Speeding on the Curve - Trish is just trying to get home when she is pulled over late at night by the cop. As soon as his eyes fall on her voluptuous body, he decides to give her a special ticket for having dangerous curves.

 

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For adult audiences. All characters and themes are 21+

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cindy Johnson
• Release date: May 11, 2014
• ISBN: 9781498902489

Cindy Johnson

Cindy Johnson enjoys writing steamy books that help her readers enjoy life, relax, and learn about their sensual side. When not writing she enjoys exploring Central Park, talking with her Shiba Inu, and drinking hot chocolate on windy mornings. 

Book preview

Ridden by the Marine

Mariah was on her chubby knees, eagerly licking and servicing the bulging head of the rock-hard dick in front of her. If she didn’t lick fast enough, she would hear a grunt and then the dick would slap her across the face until she went faster. The slaps thrilled her, and she loved the degrading feeling of being punished for not servicing fast enough.

In all reality, she wasn’t sure how exactly she had allowed all this to happen. Being on the heavy side, she was often rather shy and reserved. Some would actually call her straight-laced and proper; the less charitable might call her prudish. But she really wasn’t – in fact she had often dreamed of being able to approach men and take them home like her friends did. But she could never quite build up the courage; she could never tell if a man would be interested in her thick, womanly figure.

Since she didn’t spend much time on the dating circuit, she did spend a lot of time at work. She was an excellent bartender at her town’s small pub. It was a favorite with locals, and had a thriving community that helped support it. She got to listen to her regulars tell about their day, and perhaps give some advice when needed. She was close to her customers and took good care of them, like a mother hen. And certainly some customers would casually flirt with her (especially the older men). She had had some who tried to sneak a squeeze under her flared 1950’s-style skirt, or who looked greedily down her top when she bent to put down a drink. But Mariah had always laughed off such encounters and happily went on her way without giving it much thought. She wasn’t confident enough to take anything further.

However, tonight it seemed everything had changed. The shy woman who laughed off advances and always felt self-conscious was nowhere to be seen. Instead there was a new vixen in here, kneeling behind the bar, allowing a complete stranger to stroke her hair and call her names while pushing his throbbing meat deeper and deeper into her mouth. And truth be told, Mariah liked this new version of herself. She had never felt so comfortable as she did kneeling on that floor, taking her place below a powerful man. She had had a secret minx locked up inside of her for years, and it was finally breaking free.

She looked up at the face above her, trying to remember how all this came out. She remembered closing up the bar that night. It was a snowy Tuesday and even the regulars had stayed away, preferring to stay warm at home watching TV. Just about the time she had decided to leave early, the door swung open and in walked a customer. She had turned around and gasped a little – he was gorgeous in an icy, commanding way. He was over 6 foot tall, with dark brown hair that was buzzed closely in the military style. His square jaw had a hardened look to it – he was not one to shy away from a goal. But his eyes