Wandering Lust

By Nicole Gestalt

A collection of sexy Sapphic shorts about women capturing moments of pleasure both on holiday and at work.

These lust filled ladies find themselves in many situations and experience many pleasures previously unknown. The stories will take you away to sand filled beaches, corporate jet planes, jazz clubs, fast moving trains, hotel swimming pools, an artist studio and even some lust filled hot city nights.

• Language: English
• Publisher: House of Erotica
• Release date: Feb 14, 2014
• ISBN: 9781782345268

Book preview

1988.

Hot City Nights

The air was hot and sticky. Alexia lay on top of the covers, wishing for a slight breeze. The window was open but it gave no relief.

She breathed heavily; she felt oppressed by the heat. This was ridiculous, she thought. She had always been told it was hot in the cities, but what people hadn’t told her was that it was a totally different type of heat to the one she was used to. She longed for the dry heat of home; at least that was something you could get used to. This sticky, clammy heat however made her feel as if she was pushing through warm syrup whenever she moved. There was no relief from it, unless you happened to have a working air conditioner, which presently Alexia didn’t. For the briefest of moments when she had first walked through the door of Danielle’s apartment it had worked, then with a grunt and a hint of smoke it gave up. She didn’t blame Danielle; she couldn’t have predicted that it would happen, but it was very annoying that it wasn’t going to get fixed until midweek which right now felt as if it was weeks away.

She breathed in heavily again, imagining that she was on holiday in a wonderfully cold place. Somewhere with snow, she decided. Concentrating hard on the image she felt the cooling snow on her skin. She was lying on top of a huge snowdrift, making a snow angel.

It began to snow. Big flakes spiralled down towards her, some landing in her hair, others all over her body. One landed on her left nipple. She stared at the beauty of it, studying its intricate design, and was saddened when it slowly melted. A small rivulet of cold water ran down her nipple. Alexia watched the water as it ran over her breast, noticing how it made her skin glisten just like it was coated in oil or perhaps sweat...then all of a sudden the cold was replaced by heat. Hot snowflakes coated her body, covering her in a film of slick, hot liquid.

Alexia blinked and sighed, once more aware of the sticky heat that surrounded her. Well, she thought, it was nice while it lasted. She sat up, and turned the pillow and covers over, hoping they would be cooler on the other side. Tentatively laying back down, only to find that it was just as warm. She tossed and turned for a short while before she gave up and stood up. Walking to the open balcony door she leaned against the slightly cooler glass of the door, gazing outside. She was naked, but she didn’t care. The thought of putting even the thinnest layer on was more than she could bear at the moment. Besides, she wasn’t embarrassed of her body, so if anyone did happen to catch a glimpse they could look as much as they liked.

Slipping out through the glass door she leaned on the balcony, looking down over the sprawling city. The city looked like a night sky glittering in the pitch black with many different colours. Looking up she could see no real stars but the night was alight with false ones hinting at the hustle and bustle of the city. Unlike on the open plains that she was used to, a constant hum of activity could be heard. Cars, music, people; the only thing she couldn’t hear was the sounds of nature. She supposed that the people who lived in the city got used to the noise, the heart-racing pace and the heat. Alexia wasn’t sure if she could ever get used to it. It was alright in small portions she decided, but not for the long term. She missed her dark star-studded nights, the creatures calling out to the moon and the smell of the plains after the rain.

With a sigh, Alexia turned back and lay down on the bed. Eventually, sleep took hold of her and she tossed and turned slick with sweat dreaming of pools of lava.

***

Stephanie opened the door and walked in. Flicking the light switch, she looked around. Danielle wasn’t back from the club yet and she guessed that she would be a while, so she sat down and made herself comfortable.

As she did the sticky heat seemed to surround her. The leather seat creaked under the new weight, its surface slightly cooler than the rest of the room although that didn’t last. Kicking her shoes off she let them drop to the floor, and wriggled her toes. She loved her shoes, with their soft red velour, but it felt so good to get them off, especially in summer heat.

Stephanie closed her eyes for a moment, before a noise from another room caught her attention. Tensing, she looked over to try and find the source but couldn’t. Her hands gripped the edge of the seat as she held her breath, trying to find the noise again. After a few moments of silence she decided she must have heard things and breathed out, her heart racing with nerves. Deciding the heat must be getting to her she stood up and walked around the apartment to try and cool down. Although she had lived all her life in the city and wouldn’t change that for the world she did sometimes still find the heat oppressive

Padding around, Stephanie headed for the main bedroom, knowing it had a gorgeous view of the city and a balcony from which she might be able to get some relief from the heat.

Pushing the door open, she was about to enter when a movement over at the bed caught her eyes. Letting her vision adjust to the dim lighting she was amazed to see a woman lying on the bed, a thin sheet pulled over her just barely covering her body. Even in the low light Stephanie could see her body glistening, and as she watched the woman moved brushing the material away from her top letting Stephanie see her breasts glinting in the light, her nipples darker in contrast and clearly visible.

Stephanie held her breath, aware she was intruding but unable to look away. Despite herself she moved further into the room, staying near to the door but desperate to get a look at the woman’s face, wanting to know her more. As she did so her foot caught on something and the figure woke.

***

Alexia woke up, startled to find someone stood at the doorway. She pulled the covers over her to shield herself slightly.

Hello?

The figure in the doorway moved forward. A shaft of light fell across their face, allowing Alexia to see that it was a woman, and to make out her high cheekbones, pursed lips and a hungry look in her eyes. The woman was tall and slim, with