Erotica: Dirty Vacation: 5 Erotic Stories Collection

By Isa Adam

He carried her towards the bed and went on to kiss her lips before slowly travelling down to her neck.
She was obviously in a good mood and he wanted to elevate her higher.
“I like that,” she whispered in his ear.
"Don’t stop, I love it.”

5 Erotic Stories Collection.

1. Boyfriend’s Best Friend
2. Lustful Private Tuition
3. Ex-Boyfriend
4. Feeling Vacation
5. Dying to See Best Friend’s Sister

Mature Readers Only (18+)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sapna Patel
• Release date: May 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463109991

Book preview

Boyfriend’s Best Friend

The day started off boring and lazy for Harun. Pairing that with a nasty hangover from the day before seemed to him like the perfect blend. Getting out of bed for him was equivalent to studying rocket science, hard, incomprehensive and his head hurt like hell. He threw back his covers and lazily made his way to the kitchen where he helped himself to some cold water and an aspirin for his throbbing head.

He thanked his lucky stars he did not need to go to work that day and made his way back to bed. Harun was later woken up with a banging on his front door. His first instinct was to yell and tell whoever it was calling that early in the morning to go back to whichever hell hole they crawled from. Since he didn’t have much energy to do this, he decided to go for option number two, ignore. Unfortunately for hangover Harun, the knocking grew persistent and louder making his sleep fade away.  He grumbled as he threw back the covers and made his way to the front door.

What the fuck do you want? was what Harun intended on asking but his tongue got caught in his throat when he saw who it was. Tall, beautiful, blue eyes with the perfect bosom, Michelle stood on the other side of the doorway not looking very well. One keen look into her eyes and Harun could tell that she had been crying. He immediately got worried but tried not to probe. Michelle was dating his roommate and best friend, the last thing he wanted was to meddle in their business.

Hey Michelle, he greeted with a questioning look on his face. He hoped it was a cup of sugar she had come to borrow or pick something that she had forgotten. He was feeling fatigued and could hear his bed still calling out to him.

Is Jay in?

The question was loaded, he vaguely remembered the details of the previous night but remembered that they were both on the same drinking spree. He wasn’t sure if his roommate was working on the said day or if he went to spend the night at his other girlfriend’s house.

I honestly have no idea, he answered still trying to rack his brain, the last thing he wanted was for Michelle to walk in and find Jay with another girl in his room. His rather blurry thoughts did not help him think on his feet and the next question Michelle threw his way caught him off guard.

Mind if I?She started and made her way past him and walked over to Jay’s room. 

Harun thought of how much jay would blame him for not saving his ass and ran his hands through his hair. He watched as Michelle opened the door and looked back at him with disappointment.

He’s not in, she announced before taking out her phone from her pocket and dialling Jay’s number, Straight to voicemail. Do you mind if I stick around? Wait on him to turn up?

Not at all, Harun answered regrettably, he was not in the mood to entertain anyone and all he could think of was his bed.  He proceeded to his room and hoped Michelle would wake him up before leaving the house. His covers were inviting and within seconds, Harun was sound asleep thinking and dreaming of nothing else in the world, unlike jay, his roommate, Harun was shyer and had a hard time approaching girls. He loved his solitude and after getting his heartbroken a few years back by his ex girlfriend, had sworn off all girls. He had never in his life been a player and wondered what kind of life that would be.

After a few hours of sleep, Harun woke up to his stomach growling and the sweet aroma of lunch was drifting through his bedroom. He threw back the covers, stretched and acknowledged how much better and lighter he felt. The one thing he loved about Jay was his culinary skills, he attended the culinary school right opposite his campus and loved how he always liked bringing his assignments home sometimes, they would fail miserably and would both end up having food poisoning but when it worked, it really worked well. From the aroma coming from the kitchen and his food deprived body, Harun knew something great was cooking up. 

I hope you’re hungry, someone greeted him from the kitchen but it was not Jay. Michelle was still around and cooking up storm from the looks of it. 

Has Jay come home?

Nop, she answered as she made herself busy on the stove and Harun knew that was the only way