Sex On The Edge

By Becca Sinh

Pretty Marci got a whole lot more than she’d expected when she traveled to the family resort in search of a man she could seduce. First her longtime best friend stunned her by taking her virginity, then he invited a sexy voyeur who kept watching them have sex to join in the fun...and then she discovered the joys of hard-driving interracial sex with their gorgeous upstairs neighbor!

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I took shelter inside when the sun glided directly overhead; some of the tourists out there looked like par-broiled lobsters, and I didn’t want to imitate them. After a while, Toddy wandered over, and we lazily discussed how I should go about finding and seducing a likely candidate.

The topic seemed to arouse him; even in the dim half-light, I could see the huge bulge in his swimsuit as he shifted restlessly on the low couch. But he made no move to strip down, so I pretended not to notice his discomfort.

“Sun’s setting,” I finally remarked. “Come outside and watch it with me?”

I rose and preceded him through the sliding patio door, then turned back to wait for him. He rose slowly, and seemed a little flustered when my gaze dropped unerringly to his rigid erection.

“You’d better do something about that before we go down to meet Sister Rachel for dinner,” I advised with an impish grin. “Otherwise you won’t be able to eat a bite!”
He sucked in a shuddering breath, then let it out again very carefully. “I will,” he promised...but didn’t head back to his own suite. Instead, he took an unsteady step toward me. “I know it’s wrong...but I want you to watch me. Will you, Marci?”

He couldn’t have stunned me more if he’d hit me with a club. “You aren’t supposed to want me!”

But after all, where was the harm in it? Sex isn’t hidden in the commune, as if it’s something dirty or taboo. A few times I’d even seen...by accident, of course, and I’d courteously backed away, then eventually chosen a different path to the stables. But I’d enjoyed hiding in the bushes and watching.

So I only hesitated an instant before obeying, and spreading the colorful beach towel Sister Rachel had given me over the ornate marble stonework.

When I turned back around, Todd’s too-tight swimsuit was bunched around his feet, and he was gripping his pulsing shaft like a lifeline...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Sep 7, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310495243

Becca Sinh

Becca Sinh has been writing high-quality erotica for nearly 20 years, and is one of the hottest erotic authors on the market!

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Sex On The Edge

By Becca Sinh

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2014 Becca Sinh

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~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

I lost my virginity on the second-floor balcony of a big, fancy hotel, in full view of several hundred sunburned tourists.

Sounds pretty wild, right? And it was! But what made it even wilder was…

Well, let me explain.

My name is Marci. If anyone asks my last name, I tell them it’s Farmer, but it really isn’t, because I don’t have a last name. No one does in our commune. We just choose them according to our mother’s profession, the way it was done in the really old days.

No, it’s not a commune like the infamous Branch Davidians. We don’t horde guns, or do anything that would bring down the wrath of whatever authorities are currently in power. To the outside world, we’re just a close-knit group of nature lovers who happen to live in a secluded valley way up in the mountains. We play by the rules…hold jobs in the nearby towns, pay taxes, sometimes even worship in the local churches. Our kids attend classes at the schoolhouse closest to the Pass. And every single one of us is friendly with the town sheriff. That helps avoid a whole lot of trouble.

But behind closed doors, our lives are totally different.

Ask me who my mother is, and I’ll tell you it’s Sister Martha. Ask me about my father, and I’ll point at whichever elder happens to be walking by. Why? Because I simply don’t know. None of us do.

We have some customs that might seem pretty odd to an outsider, but they work really well for us. One of them is that, when each boy reaches maturity, he partakes in a special adulthood ceremony. There are several rites involved, and I’m not going to describe them here. But the high point of the evening is when a female elder who’s past childbearing age is randomly chosen to ‘initiate’ him.

Yes, you guessed it. She’s supposed to take his virginity.

Same holds for the girls…an experienced older man teaches the eager young maiden how to please a man, and opens her in preparation for having her first child. Not his child, of course…he’s very careful not to plant his seed in her, because she’s expected to conceive it with an outsider, to widen the gene pool.

That’s why I can’t tell you who my father was; I was firstborn in my family, and my mother was a good, obedient daughter of the community. She