Stories By Starr: The Six Sexy Stories Collection by Ginger Starr, #4

By Ginger Starr

Six ultra-hot stories in the Six Sexy Stories Collection for men, women and couples from bestselling erotica author Ginger Starr!

Boutique Booty

"Skinny girls who love to shop deserve their own special place in hell."

Janie, a gorgeously voluptous lady in need of lingerie can't find anything made to flatter her bodacious bod until a co-worker tells her about a special boutique for women with curves. The owner knows just what her customers need-and what they secretly crave. How hot can it get with two glamourous Amazons in one small dressing room?

Two Couples, One Cabin

Ann's on vacation with her new hot younger boyfriend. Only problem is, his equally young best friend and bimbo girlfriend (the one who refers to 80s clothes as "vintage") are tagging along. Will she feel like a dowdy den mother to a group of randy 22 year olds or...not?

Cruise Ship Cruising

Frank is wallowing on the bottom rung of show business. He's a magician on a cruise ship specializing in weekend trips for seniors. The only thing he looks forward to after his performance is getting drunk. That is until a beautiful assistant comes aboard to make him believe in magic for the first time.

Ride Em' Cowgirls!

Why did Jen let her best friend Lil talk her into a summer job at a dude ranch? Now her hands are blistered, she has saddle sores and those clunky cowboy boots are killing her feet. The only good thing about the whole fiasco is Trevor, a strapping hunk of a ranch hand. Too bad he's only interested in Lil. Or is he?

That's Mr. Masseur

He's a gorgeous former actor and model who's found his true calling as an erotic bodyrub specialist. His client list is a Who's Who of the wealthiest and most high-profiled women in the world who value his hands of gold and ability to keep secrets.

A Cabana Boy Christmas

When your mother gambles away your inheritance, the least she can do is get you a free room at the casino's hotel. Alison is determined to make the best of it, though. Two European waiters, a few fruity pool side drinks and a private cabana ought to make the season bright.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ginger Starr Publishing
• Release date: Jan 22, 2014
• ISBN: 9781497740914

Ginger Starr

Ginger Starr is the nom de porn of a typical girl next door with a highly active imagination. She writes  mainstream fiction as well as erotica, including several New Adult romances and mysteries under  different names. An actress too, she has performed in film and plays throughout the USA, South America and the Carribean. 

Book preview

Boutique Booty

There’s a special place in hell for skinny girls who love to shop, Jane thought as she fingered the flimsy lingerie on sale at Bellissima Bridal Boutique. Not that she was huge by any means, but it was certainly more pain than pleasure to find clothes to fit her voluptuous figure made even more curvy by a tiny waist and ginormous natural breasts.

Her wedding was in three weeks. She had the dress, but now had to find a bra to wear under it that was beautiful, but gave enough support. A co-worker had given her Bellissima’s card.

Trust me, she said in a stage whisper that the whole office could hear. Bella’s undergarments could give an elephant an hourglass figure.

Thanks, Jane tersely replied as she took the card and tossed it in her purse.

Just wanted to help, her co-worker simpered as she adjusted her belt, cinched so tightly around her fat gut, that she looked like a balloon animal ready to pop.

Two weeks later, the card still sat on the bottom of her bag. After three weeks, she finally took it out with a sigh and called the number to make an appointment for a fitting.

Now here she was on her lunch hour trying not to choke on the smell of potpourri or roll her eyes at the other shoppers’ squeals of Ohmygodthisissocute!

Gritting her teeth, she prepared herself for the most humiliating part-getting her measurements done by shop girls who probably lived on celery sticks and cigarettes. There was no one at the register, so she walked to the back and peeked her head in what looked to be a dressing room area. That’s when a soft feminine voice behind her said, Hello, can I be of any help to you?

Startled, she spun around to face a blonde version of herself. The woman had her exact same figure with huge breasts, at least an E cup, a tiny waist and full yet not heavy hips. Her body was gym toned and dressed with stylish good taste to flatter but not exaggerate her comic book curves.

The fabric of her cocoa brown sweater dress looked cashmere soft and expensive. She could have easily fallen into bimbo territory with her bodacious bod and sun gold hair, yet everything about her was clean and natural. Jane had never felt attracted to another woman before, but now, looking at the freshly scrubbed and scrumptious beauty in front of her, her heart began to race.

Um, hi... she murmured, trying to ignore the sudden dampness slicking the skin underneath her arms and between her thighs. I’m here for a bra fitting

The woman gave her a wide genuine smile revealing sparkling teeth as white as porcelain. Her clear blue eyes radiated with sensuality and intelligence, making Jane’s pulse race even faster.

Wonderful. I’m Nola, she said, extending a slim manicured hand.

Jane. Hi, she responded, her voice now barely above a whisper as she took the woman’s hand in hers. Her skin was warm and silky and it took all of Jane’s willpower not to run her fingers up her slim arm.

You’re here for the fitting, Nola said as she took a step closer. Jane could smell her freshly shampooed hair. It was like fresh green herbs and her perfume was warm amber, a far cry from the fussy and overwhelmingly musty odor of the artificial fragrance wafting through the store.

She felt soft and gooey just standing near her, like here was someone who was totally different from everyone she had ever met and who was about to change her life.

Or, she was just over analyzing as her fiancé often loved to point out and she just had the extreme hots for her.

Either way, she stood rooted to her spot till Nola gently cleared her throat and with an easy charm, placed her hands on Jane’s shoulders to turn her towards the dressing room.

I’m just going to get my tape measure. Please remove your top and bra, I’ll be right back.

Jane mutely nodded as Nola closed the stall door and walked away, the sharp click of her heels resonating off the shop’s parquet floor. Alone under the unforgiving lights of the changing room, she looked in the mirror and grimaced. Why did she think anyone, let alone that woman, would be attracted to her? And anyway, what did it matter? She was getting married in a few months to a good man.

Maybe he wasn’t very exciting, but he was stable, kind and...

The door swung open, interrupting her thoughts. Nola stood there with the measuring tape dangling off her shoulders, the metal tips stopping exactly at the top of her nipples.

You didn’t take your top off. Can you do that now?

Oh, um sorry, Jane said as Nola squeezed into the small space with her so that their breasts practically touched. Sweat now dripped down her sides and beaded her upper lip.

Slowly, Jane raised her sweater over her head and undid her bra. Her breasts tumbled out and she was mortified to see that her nipples were as hard as diamonds. She let Nola turn her to face the mirror and stood in front of her as the saleswoman