Being Neighborly 2

By Suzy Ayers

Connie continues to fantasize about erotic spankings by a strong pair of hands. And just maybe she finally helps John out one night, when he has some 'big surprise' to show her. She's struggling in her life, but her dreams are filled with excitement.

The real question is, does Hank come back to spank Connie again. And what will transpire with these three when he does.

She gets more than she bargains for in this sexy short story, and sometimes life isn't as sexy as you bargained for. What will happen next for this love triangle?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Suzy Ayers
• Release date: Nov 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370270750

Suzy Ayers

Suzy Ayers is repped by Dark Hollows Press for Saving Lady J, a darker BDSM thriller book.She has multiple Amazon Bestselling Author and Bestseller lists under her belt. She's moved into many genres within romance, including: Fantasy, Paranormal and Erotica. She has been dabbling in thriller/suspense writing in some of her pieces will soon be breaking into an additional pen name and continue to publish under this one.There are many multi-author titles that are free: Grave Hauntings (occult/paranormal), Erotic Fantasies (erotic romance) and Sexy Holiday Bites (holiday erotica/fantasy).Suzy attempts to write in a manner that pulls you into the erotic event and paints an explicit scene of lust and passion. Her purpose of expressing it in this manner is that she believes that sex and love are intertwined and are healthy expressions of the human heart. To her imperfections and flawed characters are beautiful.You can find all of this and so much more on her: Twitter, blog, and Facebook accounts.Twitter: https://twitter.com/SuzyAyersBlog: http://suzyayersauthor.weebly.com/index.htmlFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/SuzyAyersAuthorElement Series Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Elements-The-Before-World-Series/234974969991528

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Being Neighborly

2

An erotic short story

Suzy Ayers

Copyright 2016 by Suzy Ayers

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Previously….

[Connie] panted in anticipation, clutching Hank’s leg. And when his hand finally did smack against her skin, she let out a soft cry. Finally, a man that knows how to spank.

I don’t hear you counting.

Shit. She swallowed the saliva that pooled in her mouth. One! Who is this man? Tears of pleasure rimmed her eyes. Two…three, he alternated between her cheeks. The blows were forceful. Four…five, It had been far too long. Six! she screamed.

I think that’s enough. He rubbed the sensitive red stings that splotched across her flesh.

Yes, sir. I mean, Hank. She corrected herself quickly. She’d role played with her ex, but had never been a submissive.

He let out a long drawn-out laugh. Go finish John over there, while I grab a condom. He helped her stand.

John seemed lost in the moment, close to the inevitable. John, Connie whispered. Do you want to come on me? She knelt before him.

He groaned at the mere thought of it, and bent his leg down to do just that.

Come on her face, not her tits. Hank’s voice interrupted, announcing he was behind her. He moved the tiny rectangular coffee table and helped to settle her on it.

John stood to do just that, however, Hanks voice seemed to have prolonged his jerking.

Hank pressed inside Connie’s tight cunt from behind.

Oh-my-go—d! Connie spluttered out from the intrusion. Although she was ready for him, she was not ready for his girth, his size.

His slow, long thrusts had her fingers curled around the edge of the coffee table. Unaware of John’s pending orgasm, her mouth was open, as she gasped and cried in pleasure.

Hot shots of John’s come first landed on her eyelid, next on her upper lip and as it dribbled inside, more of the hot seed shot inside. She made sure to keep her mouth open until his orgasm ceased. Her tongue rolled up to capture the salty come from her upper lip, grinning with her eyes still closed as she did it.

A warm wet cloth wiped her face, as Hank continued to plow her from behind. Her eyes blinked open. John, rub my clit, she pleaded, as she peered up at him.

He knelt down in front of her. His fingers formed a V, slid down and pushed up on her pubic bone; heightening her pleasure, as the very tip of his thumb ever-so-lightly grazed her nub once in awhile. Please, oh please, she begged for more.

Hank moaned and John pinched his two fingers together lightly; rubbing on her clit.

Oh…my… She had no more words, as her orgasm took over her body. She shook the table as the sensitivity became too much.

John relented a little, but continued to slowly pinch and release with his two fingers, prolonging her climax. Connie reached over and grabbed his neck, wrapping her arms around it, still unable to speak. Hank pulled back, away and out of her. John stopped his ministrations and lifted her from the table. He placed her quivering body on the sofa.

Hank cleaned himself off and John fixed his shorts as well. Connie stared up at the two men, still panting; her forearm across her damp forehead. A satisfied grin was plastered on her face.

Thanks for the lemonade. Hank winked. We’ll have to do this again sometime.

My pleasure gentleman. She let out a soft moan.

The two men began to make their way to the door. Hank slapped John’s back.

Next time, I’m fucking her, John said, giving Hank a soured look, jokingly.

Hey, you live next door. You could’ve fucked her anytime. Hank laughed, as they walked.

"Yeah, maybe next time they will be no you."

Hey. Hank jabbed him.

Connie relaxed into the sofa; the afternoon sun had a warm glow that radiated over her naked figure. I sure hope next time there will be a Hank. That man can spank. She laughed at the rhyme she’d made in her head and let out a long sigh. John too. Who knew I had such a great orgasm inducing neighbor. She basked in the warmth and enjoyed the sweet post-sex feelings of euphoria, as it lulled her into a nap.

Being Neighborly 2

Chapter 1

Connie wanted desperately to call Hank back that day. While she lay on her couch, in her post-orgasmic bliss she could not think clearly. Remembering the sunny summer day that she’d first met him; when her neighbor John introduced himself and his friend Hank. Hank took his hands to her backside like she was a naughty child. She’d never experienced a man like him before, or a threesome for that matter. She was just a normal woman—boring, one might have called her. However, as each day and month passed, she found her life returning to the normal hum-drum beige world. She ached for him. It was an odd feeling. Longing for a man she’d met once. Something had awakened inside her, making her feel not just beautiful, but like she was the center of the world—his world.

Financially, her life seemed to be crumbling like an anthill under a light drizzle. It was slowly and painfully tumbling all around her, no matter how hard she was trying to rebuild