Titillate!: A Collection of Erotic Short Stories

By K.C. Cave

K.C. Cave crosses all her sexual boundaries in this collection of no-hold-barred erotic short stories and flash fiction—lesbian, MF, MMF, solo sex, bondage and boy-on-boy fun. She’s been told that mixing genres in erotic fiction is a no-no—readers are easily squicked when they come across a sexual flavor they don’t like. Really? Squicked by explicit erotica? If that’s true, you’ve been warned. But if you, like K.C., have an open mind (and body!) about all the shades and variations of explicit erotica, settle in for a good time.
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Mia walked into the hotel ballroom crowded with suits holding drinks. The first day of the National Beverage Supply Association’s annual conference was winding down. She crossed toward the bar, hips swaying ever so slightly. She didn’t recognize a single face, which was the point.
“What an ass.”
“Gawd.”
“I’d do her.”
She got her glass of Chardonnay and sauntered back toward the two guys. They were young, early twenties, maybe fifteen years younger than Mia. Fresh-faced and handsome, they looked out of place in the sea of paunchy, mostly male conferees. The taller one, blond, blushed as she approached. The other guy, darker, met her direct gaze. They’d make a nice couple, Mia thought.
“Hi, I’m”—she looked down at the name tag she had found on the lobby floor two flights down and read upside down—“Donna.” She leaned and looked at the blond guy’s name tag. “Hi, Randy.”
Turning, she read the other tag. “And Mike. Randy and Mike.”
Randy stammered. “I’m really sorry. I didn’t...”
“It’s alright. You didn’t mean for me to hear. And you certainly don’t look like the crude or disrespectful type.”
Mia, in her late thirties, looked ten years younger. Her skirt was just short enough to show off her shapely legs, and her two-inch heels made her round bottom that much rounder. A dark blue blazer over a white silk blouse screamed “businesswoman,” but revealed the tops of her small, pert breasts.
“Is this your first conference?”
“We’re trainees. Sales trainees.” It was Randy, still embarrassed.
Mike spoke. “You in sales?”
Mia sipped her wine, her eyes not leaving his. “I’m in giveaways.”
“Hey, that’s advanced stuff,” Mike said. “We’re entry level, so it’s all about last month’s numbers. No free samples.”
“Maybe you could use some tips.” Turning to his friend: “Randy, that’s a nice name. In England, it’s a double entendre. It means, uh, frisky.” Mia straightened his tie, which didn’t need straightening. “Are you randy, Randy?”
He swallowed.
“Does ‘Mike’ do anything for you?” Mike asked.
“I like Mike,” Mia teased back. “Do you like me?”
“You’re not in sales?”
She leaned in, conspiratorially. “I’m into volunteerism,” she whispered. “I’m looking for two volunteers.”
Randy’s eyes widened.
“What’s your name?” It was Mike.
“Mia.”
“Well, Mia, this sounds too good to be true.”
“Do you still want to do me?”
“You’re very beautiful,” Randy said, looking incredulous.
“Thank you! You are interested, right? To do me, I mean.”
They nodded.
“No wives, special girlfriends, overriding commitments tonight?”
They shook their heads.
To Randy: “When was the last time you came?”
“Uh, last night.”
“Jerk or—?”
“Jerk.”
“You?”
“Thursday. I jerked.”
“Thank you for that. You meet my requirements. Let’s go over the ground rules. First, safe sex. Second. Sorry to ask this, but have either of you done a threesome before? Do a girl together?” Mia leaned in, her voice lower. “I’m a small package, things will be tight. You may touch. Okay with that?”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Dec 7, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311428981

K.C. Cave

K.C. Cave writes about sex and love . . . but mostly sex. Go to http://www.kccaveerotica.com to learn more and get free stuff.

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Titillate!

Seven WTF erotic shorts

By K.C. Cave

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Text copyright 2015 K.C. Cave

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This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places or events are entirely coincidental. This e-book includes descriptions of explicit sex and is for adults only. The stories in this e-book are completely fictional and are meant to be taken as fantasy. The author does not endorse or condone practices like incest, rape, or rough sexual encounters in any form. All characters depicted in these stories are 18 years old and above.

Introduction

Like most people, I’m not black and white, either/or, lesbian-straight. Depending on my mood and who I’m with, my sexual preferences can head off in any direction. Same with my fiction. In addition to some passionate woman on woman and male/female sex, in this collection of seven erotica short stories and flash fiction you’ll find bondage, exhibitionism, public sex, squirting, food desecration, a three-way, and man-on-man fun.

In Mission Accomplished, a woman approaching forty has an urge that only two men will satisfy. She finds them, easy plucking at in a hotel conference that she crashes. It takes two raging hard-ons to scratch the itch deep inside her (and she takes them at the same time). Fire Pit looks at a woman who likes to take off her clothes when the sun goes down and go solo in her backyard. Her outdoor masturbating season gets extended with a portable fireplace (and a lot of lube).

Yeah, I’m a Lesbian sounds like it would be all girl-on-girl (and, maybe, a little defensive). But appearances are deceiving. Turns out this girl has an occasional weakness for men when she’s not between another woman’s legs. (Warning: It’s one of the most explicit, sexually charged MF scenes I’ve ever written.) In Crosswalk, a woman experienced in the ways of womanly love seduces a soccer mom on her afternoon run. The inspiration for the story: Is it just me, or are most joggers these days women? Who look great in Lycra?

Brownies is a hot little short that features one of my favorite rooms for fucking: the kitchen. It’s inspired by the aroma of baking brownies, a set of wrists cuffs attached to the ceiling, and a very horny married couple. Jerk is about two high school buddies, both married, who experiment with a masturbation sleeve (and end up jerking each other). The End of the Run is a girl-on-girl erotic fantasy that takes place, of all places, in an orchestra pit after a musical wraps up. Two horny women who know what they want get passionate (and wet) on an enormous gig bag that should be holding a double bass. Instead, it holds two frigging women.

If it’s variety in sexual escapades that you crave, look no further.

Mission Accomplished

Mia walked into the hotel ballroom crowded with suits holding drinks. The first day of the National Beverage Supply Association’s