Fun in the Sun: A House of Erotica Collection

By H.L. Lola, Viva Jones, Sybil Rush and 2 more

Five sizzling hot tales set in the beautiful sun. Whether the rain is pouring down or you’re sunning yourself up by the pool, these shorts will make you want to strip off and cool down.

Private Eyes by H.L. Lola
Mia is an overworked ad designer who wins a much-needed weekend trip to a tropical paradise. Once there, she takes advantage of the sizzling break, losing all her inhibitions.
Nick, a paramedic in one of the busiest cities in the world also wins a trip to the same tropical resort. After spotting a feisty woman in the water, his carnal desires are ignited.
Thousands of miles from home, but only a cabin apart, Mia and Nick would each discover their fun in the sun would change them forever.

Vanilla Ice by Viva Jones
Although she’s loving the long French Riviera summer, Kelly’s life is far from perfect. Her romance with French entrepreneur Pascal has melted like the ice-creams he’s got her selling to the yachts in the bay, but without him she’s both unemployed and homeless. Then her boat breaks down in the path of Australian hunk Greg’s yacht. With nothing but the sun and a chill-box of ice-creams for company, the two quickly find a way of getting both steamed-up and cooled down, and Kelly’s life will never be the same again…

From the Beach to the Prison Bus by Sybil Rush
Two friends, Amy and June, are on vacation when they get bored and decide to flash the convicts on the prison bus. Before they know it, they find themselves on the bus, getting intimately involved with a bunch of hardened criminals.

It Takes Two by V.C.
A husband and wife take a vacation to Jamaica. They meet a newly wedded couple where they all indulge on exhibitionism, voyeurism, swinging, and an underwater blowjob.

A Hot Afternoon by G.R. Grayson
A holiday begins with an afternoon where it's not just the weather that's hot, as watching a beautiful woman sunning and pleasuring herself in the apartment below turns into an encounter that fulfils my desires.

• Language: English
• Publisher: House of Erotica
• Release date: Jul 3, 2014
• ISBN: 9781783337774

Book preview

1988.

Private Eyes

H.L. Lola

To my best friend Erica. Thanks for the laughs and limes.

Mia is an overworked ad designer who wins a much-needed weekend trip to a tropical paradise. Once there, she takes advantage of the sizzling break, losing all her inhibitions.

Nick, a paramedic in one of the busiest cities in the world also wins a trip to the same tropical resort. After spotting a feisty woman in the water, his carnal desires are ignited.

Thousands of miles from home, but only a cabin apart, Mia and Nick would each discover their fun in the sun would change them forever.

Congratulations Ms. Mason! Welcome to Pleasure Island Spa Resort. As one of the lucky winners in our Get-Away & Play" contest, please enjoy all the amenities we have to offer. Your all-inclusive weekend vacation includes daily activities such as; kayaking, para-sailing, scuba diving, meditation, naked yoga, pole dancing classes, full access to the fitness centre and much more.

Feast on our five-star gourmet cuisine, drink unlimited beverages/cocktails day and night, let loose with the live entertainment in the karaoke lounge, dance the night away at Club Naughty, and of course get pampered with our luxurious services at Spa Paradise. Please be advised that this is a clothing optional resort, and encourage all of our guests to completely let go and have an unforgettable relaxing experience.

We take pride in helping our guests unwind and escape the stresses of life, leaving them all behind. Be free, be wild, be happy. If there is anything you need Ms. Mason, we are at your service 24 hours a day. Congratulations once again and please enjoy your stay."

- Truly,

The Staff of Pleasure Island Spa Resort.

Mia hunched up her shoulders releasing them with a heavy sigh. Tropical notes of mangoes and pineapples lingered in her room. She tossed the welcome note down on the desk of her semi-private bungalow suite, glanced around the room, and grinned. Being such a workaholic, she wasn’t expecting much from a free vacation. How would she ever unwind and escape when her boss was constantly hounding her to make the advertising deadlines long before they were due? She decided right then she would keep her cell phone turned off and hidden in her suitcase. If she found herself compelled to check on things, she would think of Mr. Brinkman’s shrilling voice as he shouted across the office floor, Mia! Where’s the design proposal for the Stanfield account? I need it now! That was enough reason to hide that damn phone. This was, after all, her first vacation since landing the job over three years ago.

Mia grabbed her suitcase off the entrance floor, heaving it up on her bed. It was heavier than she remembered packing it. She had just endured a prolonged harsh winter in New York and feared with her luck, the frigid weather would follow her. Boy was she wrong. When her flight landed, the pilot announced it was 36 degrees Celsius, with an hour left before sunset. Her room was stifling as she sifted through the endless supply of panties in search of her missing bathing suit.

Oh fuck it! Mia threw her hands up, slamming her luggage closed. She stormed towards the patio, kicked off her heels, and unbuttoned her blouse. She couldn’t believe what she was about to do, but she was on vacation and burning up from the intense heat. Mia reached the doors, stopping to admire the gorgeous view. Outside were beautiful Plumeria flowers surrounding her deck, a hot tub, lounge chairs and side tables. Steps away from that were swaying palm trees, and pristine white sand leading to the turquoise water of the ocean. It was breathtaking.

Grabbing the handle, she slid open the glass door, sending a blast of blistering air to her face. Whoa! That’s hot, she coughed out, rubbing the sting from her nose. It was better than freezing her ass off, but the drastic temperature change would take some getting used to. Stepping out on the deck trying to keep her balance, Mia pulled her stockings off faster than she could unwrap a chocolate bar.

Each step towards the beach, she peeled off a piece of clothing and tossed it to the sand. Three feet before her toes reached the water; she unclasped her satin bra, and flung it behind her. Oh my God! she belted out in disbelief. She gathered her strawberry blonde hair from the nape of her neck, wrapped it into a loose ponytail, and continued strutting into the ocean. Her laughter of freedom echoed between her bungalow and the suite seven feet beside hers. Trying not to give himself away, Nick cupped his hand to his mouth, concealing his snicker.

***

Nick sat back in the hot tub, shocked from what he was seeing. He looked around for the hidden cameras, thinking he was being punked. Could his luck get any better than this? He won a vacation and now an enticing woman was stripping in front of him without her knowledge. When his welcome letter stated it was a place to unwind and escape, they actually meant it.

Watching an hysterical lady hop about and disrobe along the beach, took every ounce of his being not to bust a gut. Laughing was one of his weaknesses. In his line of work, sadness was everywhere. Sure there were the happy times responding to help a woman give birth in a Brooklyn taxi, or using a defibrillator in his ambulance to save a life. Those were the moments he truly loved his job, but the stress of being super man was wearing him out.

Laughter was the best medicine and was as infectious to him as the common cold. For all he knew, that woman staggering into the water might be intoxicated or high. He’d seen it many times before. It could be delirium was setting in causing her to holler, giggle and even attempt a roar. Nick was about to offer her some medical help, but decided to just keep a close eye on her for now.

Nick went into stealth mode, inching his toned arm towards his drink on the table. Taking a swig of his chilled beer, he nearly choked trying to contain himself. He bit down on his bottom lip hoping that would help stop him from chuckling. When that wasn’t working, he hid his head into his resting arm that sat on the edge of the hot tub. I can’t let her notice me. I can do this. After the urge finally passed, he raised his eyes to see her splashing around as a blinding orange ball sunk into the horizon behind her.

Sitting back, lurking in the shadows, Nick’s cock rose to a full erection. This wasn’t at all in his nature to do this, to unintentionally become a peeping tom. A naughty opportunity was just handed to him on a silver platter, and the throbbing pressure building up needed relief. He submerged his hand into the water and