It Started with a Kiss

By S. S. Barry

Adrienne has been leading a rather monotonous, mundane and uneventful life, living in Paris for the past 10 years with her 44-year-old boyfriend Gérard, who is fifteen years older than her. She is content and satisfied with him, or at least she thinks she is, but that is all about to change when she runs into a distraught American woman on a bridge in the city.

Kristina would have never imagined she would get mugged in the City of Lights, but if it was not for this distressing incident, Adrienne would have likely passed by her without a second glance. Adrienne too would have never imagined she would end up helping out an American woman, who has lost her credit cards, money and passport, let alone being kissed by her in gratitude. Yet this one sudden kiss changes everything for her, giving rise to feelings she did not think she had,

All these years, Adrienne has been nothing but heterosexual, but now her mind is teeming with the possibility of indulging in some interracial lesbian romance. Will Adrienne go against her own sexuality and pursue Kristina, possibly cheating on Gérard in the process? Or was this merely a one-time encounter and a kiss that will eventually fade from her memory?

• Language: English
• Publisher: S. S. Barry
• Release date: May 30, 2019
• ISBN: 9781370223251

S. S. Barry

“I live for sex. I celebrate it, and relish the electricity of it, with every fibre of my being. I can see no better reason for being alive.” ― Fiona Thrust, Naked and Sexual S. S. Barry lives and breathes for sex with a burning passion, so much so that it often feels like a fixation, an obsession. Having penned down a couple of short stories and indulged in online roleplaying for quite some time, one fine day he decided to start writing erotica. Simply writing erotica was not enough for him though. He wanted to write fiction containing intense, raw and uninhibited sex, he did not want to sugar-coat his erotic prose with elaborate and fancy words. So here he is, venturing into introducing his own brand of erotica, which he fondly refers to as ‘porn on paper.’ People probably read erotica for various reasons, but he simply aims to make his readers ‘get off’ every time they decide to pick up and read his erotic fiction.

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IT STARTED WITH A KISS

It Started with a Kiss

S. S. Barry

Copyright © 2019 S. S. Barry

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Just one kiss. Sometimes that's all it takes for a heart to lose its balance. And sometimes we want nothing more than the chance to fall.

— J. M. Storm

Chapter One

Adrienne and Gérard have been living together in a two-room apartment in Paris for the past 10 years. Adrienne is 29 and Gérard is 44, fifteen years older than her. Their lives are quite monotonous and uneventful. Every morning, Adrienne wakes up at 8:00 while Gérard is still asleep, and eventually heads off to work. Gérard stays home all day since he is a freelancer and works online. They are fairly content and happy being with each other, but the humdrum of their mundane life often bores them, especially Adrienne. Despite having been together for ten years, they are not exactly madly in love, but are still quite fond of each other, have never cheated, and are intimate enough. Every other night, they have passionate sex in the bedroom, and it just so happens to be one of those nights.

Gérard is lying on his back and Adrienne is on top of him, straddling his crotch, both of them naked.

Mmm … mmm … haa … ah …, her soft moans and sighs escape into his mouth, intermingling with his deep groans as they kiss deeply and passionately while she rides his cock eagerly.

Bouncing up and down over her hard, erect dick, her perky ass looks much larger and rounder from the way she is bent forward over him. Smack! Smack! Smack! Her ass-cheeks slap against his crotch each time she slams her hips down, impaling herself onto his thick shaft, feeling it shove deep into her needy cunt.

Ungh … Aaah … Uh …, she tries to muffle her moans by biting her lower lip, while looking down at him, gazing into his eyes intently.

With her breasts dangling and jiggling over his face, he grasps them, fondling them.

Awwh … Haah …, she cries out in pleasure as she feels his parted lips latch onto her left breast, squeezing and sucking on it.

He reaches down and cups her ass-cheeks, feeling her soft flesh jiggling and wobbling in his palms as he gives them several firm squeezes while guiding her ass up and down. She places her palms on his chest, sitting up straight and momentarily slowing down, smiling coquettishly at him and panting. He reaches up, covering her breasts with his hands, twiddling both her little, stiff nipples with his thumbs, kneading her round breasts thoroughly and noticing how perfectly they fit in his hands.

Aaaah, she lets out long, relaxed, drawn out moans, purring like a kitten with her mouth agape as she begins rocking her hips to and fro, his cock embedded within her cunt.

Releasing her breasts, he brings his right hand down to her crotch, pressing and grinding his thumb against her protruding, throbbing clit.

Haah … Aahaa … Awwh …, she moans louder, feeling him rub her clit vigorously.

She arches her back and closes her eyes, combing the fingers of her left hand through her hair, shaking her hips back and forth erratically. With her eyes still shut firmly and her mouth agape, she tilts her head to the left, feeling her pleasure heightening, feeling her orgasm building inside of her. Shake shakes her hips even more energetically, grinding her clit against his moving thumb as hard as she can, feeling his hard dick churn and rub inside her pussy.

Unable to hold it in, she screams out in pleasure, pressing herself down onto his crotch, her pussy clinging onto his dick as it begins convulsing from her intense orgasm.

Aaaah … haaa …, she sits limply over him now, shuddering, gently wobbling her hips back and forth, feeling the waves of pleasure wash over her, while he soothingly rubs her firm belly and smooth pubic mound with his palm.

Let me taste you, Gérard requests.

Adrienne gladly obliges, raising her ass up until his still-hard, slick cock slips out of her pussy, the condom covering it glistening from their combined sexual fluids. She crawls over to his face until his head is between her thighs and her crotch his hovering above his mouth. Lowering herself down, she feels him latch onto her pussy with his mouth, sucking her juicy cunt, tasting her cum. She starts riding his face, hoping he will make her cum again.

***

It is 7:59 the next morning. Adrienne is sound asleep. A minute later, the alarm clock on the bedside table begins ringing. She awakens almost instantly, stretching out her arm to turn the alarm off. As is her routine, she walks into the bathroom and takes her contraceptive pill with a glass of water, while gazing at her own reflection. Despite looking straight-faced, despite being 29 years old, she has a naturally sprightly and youthful appearance. She has light olive, somewhat rosy skin. Some of the curls of her dark auburn hair droop over her bare shoulders and likely tumbling down her bare back. Her breasts are relatively small but almost perfectly round and perky, with equally perfect, round, pink nipples.

Once she has brushed her teeth and has gotten dressed in a black sundress that is riddled with white spots, Adrienne prepares herself a cup of black coffee and gulps it down hurriedly. She is not particularly fond of breakfast and usually just munches on whatever snack she can find if she ever feels hungry before lunch.

Gérard, I’m late, I’m taking the car, she calls out to her boyfriend, who is still asleep in bed.

Adrienne grabs her grey purse from the kitchen counter and heads out. In the parking space, she unlocks the driver’s side door of Gérard’s sedan and gets inside, sitting down and